Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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vox COLLEGII ' Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit " Vol. LVIII Whitby. June, 1948 No. 1 €bitorial Committee It; if EDITOR-IN-CHIEF Ann Elizabeth Perlin ASSISTANT EDITORS Diana McCormack Social Barbara Shapiro Literary Margaret Jean Simcox Sports VI BUSINESS MANAGER Elizabeth Murray v: ASSISTANTS GwENNA Griffith Advertising Manager Peggy Grant Circulation Manager Contents Editorial Committee 1 Year Book Staff 4 Editorial 5 Faculty and Siaff - 6 Foreword - - - 7 College Song 9 Dedication 11 Senior Class, 1948 12 Senior Class Song - 13 The Senior Class - 14 Senior Class Prophecy - 21 Valedictory - 22 Calendar of Events - 24 Sports 32 Class Pictures - 36-39 Literature 40 Alumnae - 50 Page Four What exactly does the future hold for us, the graduates of O.L.C. in 1948? That question seems to puzzle many people, even the wisest of philosophers. Some even admit that none may foretell what fortunes or fates lie before the world. But let us think for a moment — surely the answer is not difficult, for searching deeply we learn the truth, that the days ahead of each one of us have in store no more or no less than the very effort which every person, every student of O.L.C. puts into the present. Yes, even the way in which we spend the minutes that are slipping by while I write and you read are precious, because each one of them counts a point for or against our future lives. We have lived one, two, perhaps several years among many other students within the sheltering halls of our Alma Mater. I wonder if we have given ourselves time enough to think about the part that our school plays in our lives. When I think of O.L.C. in the years ahead, I know that I shall always remember the great stone gates at the entrance. No, I shall not think of them as a barrier excluding me from the outside world, but I shall remember them as the wide open gates to my future. Stored away in a safe place together, we have all our memories of O.L.C, and each, both great and small, has its roll to fulfil in our lives. Some have shown us our mistakes, others have given us new ideas and a healthier more mature outlook on the world at large. Treasure these memories and use them to build a more steadfast and happier place for all men and women, in which to live. Always give the best that you can and the best will come to you. As time rushes on, take each second and make the most of it that you are able, and the future will look after itself, for the present has earned its rightful reward. A.E.P. Page Five Six jForehJorir ' j because Dr. Carscallen figures in another place in this book that I am privileged this year to launch the Vox Collegii and bid it Bon Voyage. With it go our fondest good wishes to our retiring Principal, " the most unwearied, kindest man " , and his gracious wife. May they enjoy smooth sailing and a snug little anchorage not far away. To the Graduates we say again: Do not let us lose touch with you. We hope that som.ething good of O.L.C. will remain with you long after you have forgotten most of the " book-learning " you imbibed tvhile here. A wise writer has said: " To know a little less, and to understand a little more: that is our greatest need. " W e hope perhaps you learned a little understanding at O.L.C. The Editorial Staff worked hard to get this book in shape for publication as soon after Commencement as possible. Because so much of the material is not available until June, this is no easy task. They deserve to be congratulated. Our thanks are again due for the co-operation of our publishers, and especially to Mr. G. M. Goodfellotv, who takes a most kindly personal interest in what must be something of an annual nuisance to him. Muriel H. Sissons Page Seven Page Eight Dear old Trafalgar Hear thou our hyiini of praise, Hearts full of love we raise Proudly lo thee. Thy splendour never falls Truth dwells within thy walls. Thy beauty still enthralls Dear O. L. C. Through thee ive honour Truth, virtue, loveliness, Thy friendships e er possess Our constancy. Thy spirit fills tis through So we ' ll be ever true To our dear Blue and Blue Of O. L. C. O! Alma Mater! How can ive from thee part? Thou only hast our heart, Dearest of schools! Thy glory we shall see Wherever ive may be. Still love of O. L. C. Our future rules. Page Nine Dr. Carscallen Page Ten DEDICATION Each year we members of the Faculty approach Commencement Day with mingled feelings. We rejoice with the graduating class in the achievement of their goal; we sympathize with their high hopes for the future; and on the other hand, we regret the severing of the ties which have bound us so closely together as members of our little com- munity. But Commencement Day of 1948 brought with it an even more profound regret, for this year our Principal Dr. Carscallen, after bidding farewell to his twentieth group of graduates, was himself to bid farewell to O.L.C. — not, like his students to face the problems and perplexities of the workaday world, but to reap the fruits of his years of high endeavour, to enjoy, we hope, a long period of well-earned leisure. When Dr. Carscallen in 1928 assumed the responsibilities of his present position he had already had a wide experience in academic life, having spent twenty-one years on the staff of West China Union University, as professor of Theology and later also as Dean of the Faculty of Theology and Vice-President of the University. He was in this capacity a member of the group of educationists who were re- sponsible for the development of this modern seat of learning in the heart of China. This experience, though gained in a very different environment, has been a prime factor in his success in dealing with the problems of our College. His practical grasp of finance, his mature judgment, his insistence on the observance of democratic principles in the relations among the various elements of our Community life, have contributed largely to the maintaining of a harmonious atmosphere and to the prosperity which the College has enjoyed during these years. His students will always cherish the memory of his patience and for- bearance, his words of encouragement when homesickness or low grades brought them to his office for an interview, and his keen interest in every phase of their College life. But I must not fail to pay tribute also to the part played by Mrs. Carscallen during her years at O.L.C. She has participated, as far as her other duties would permit, in all College activities, and her gracious hospitality, both at the Cottage and at the more formal College functions, will be warmly remembered by students and faculty alike. As Librarian she has so reorganized and expanded the College Library that it now affords an unusually wide choice of reading matter for pleasure as well as for reference purposes. Her inspiring talks at morning Chapel service and her splendid courses in Religious Knowl- edge have left a lasting impression on the minds of her young hearers. So it is with a keen sense of loss that we say farewell to Dr. and Mrs. Carscallen, while wishing them health and happiness during their years of retirement. M. Carman Page Eleven Page Twelve Sunrr to the air of " The Stars will Remember " Oh. School mates, ren eiiiber Th s Class of ' 48. Remember. On some jar J siai l date. Though br ll ant our jiit ire. Still dear the m.emories of Our friends And the school that we love. We have been guided here. We have been ch ' ided here. But noiv ive hate to leave These sheltering walls, Your Halls. So thanks for our memories: How sweet they ' ll ever he. Farewell. Alma Mater O. L. C. Z )t Senior Clafisf JOAN GREENFIELD Greeny, our Senior Class President, comes from nearby Bowmanville. This year she captained the first basketball team and won the senior cup for Field Day. Music is her main interest, but she is vague about the future. To you. Greeny, from all of us the best of luck. Favourite Saying — Gotta go and practise now. Pet Aversion — Looking for Townsend. MAZO McCORMACK Senior class secretary-treasurer — hails from Victoria, re- puted to be the city of retired folk. Wait a second, Mazo, aren ' t you going the wrong way ? Our Mazo is as changeable as the weather, but when it comes to a man she knows what she wants. Good Hunting. Favourite Saying — Crunch. Pet Aversion — Peter Pups. GWENNA GRIFFITH GrifF, one of our Stratford girls, occupied the position of Vice-President of the Senior Class. In this, her fourth year, she was one of the May Queen ' s councillors. We ' ll miss you a lot next year, but our best wishes for your future. Pet Aversion — Bookkeeping. ANNE BARNES Barnsie returned to O.L.C. for her second year to complete her senior matric. She was vice-president of the Honour Club and captain of the second basket ball team. Next year she hopes to go to the States and take a business course. After that — who knows? Favourite Saying — Pass the red material. Pet Aversion — Her upper bunk. CHARLOTTE BATTY Midland sent Batty to us for two years to finish up her junior matric and take an elective course. Next year she hopes to take up merchandising. Best of luck, Charlotte. Favourite Saying — I got permission. Favourite Pastime — Waking up the sleepy heads. BEV BOYD This long legged bird comes to us from Espanola and has spent three years at O.L.C. She was vice-president of the S.C.M. this year and hopes some day to go to China as a missionary. Her pet occupation seems to be looking for her other shoe. Don ' t you ever remember where you tossed it? Favourite Saying — Yes, Miss Weller. Pet Aversion — Her strep-throat bug. JANEY-LOU BRADEN Janey hails from Ottawa and this year was sub-captain for Hare house. She has spent two years at O.L.C., studying a little but generally enjoying life. Finishing her course in Home Ec. this year, she ' ll probably make some man a good wife. Favourite Saying — Where ' s Cormie ? Pet Aversion — Teachers. SHIRLEY BRENT Shirl is one of " those Toronto girls " . Since she has been at O.L.C. for two years, her reputation for being quiet has worn off considerably. Next year she expects to test Miss Edward ' s words of wisdom in the business world. Best of Luck, Shirl. Favourite Saying — Have you got a magazine (in Studs- Hall)? Pet Aversion — Staying awake. MARGARET ANN BRINE " SlSr Marney came to us from Edmonton, Alta., two years ago. This year she gave up her Junior class presidency to join the graduating seniors and become in the Latin class one of Miss Sissons ' " Shining Lights. " Having completed her A.R.C.M. in piano, ' Marney will go back to high school and continue her musical career later. Favourite Saying — I didn ' t get enough sleep again last night. Pet Aversion — People who ask why she and Peg keep the radio on all day. JOAN CARNWITH Joanie hails from Oshawa and has been at O.L.C. for five years, which makes her really one of its assets. This year she was Honour Club President as well as councillor to the May Queen. Next year she hopes to go in training at St. Michael ' s Hospital to be a Lab. technician. Favourite Saying — I don ' t give a Continental. Pet Aversion — Getting up in the morning. MARGARET CHAMBERLIN Marg, better known as Girlie, came to us from Athens, Ontario, this year to complete her senior matric. She was on the first Basket-ball team and proved herself to be a valu- able team-mate. Next year Marg hopes to go into training in Kingston General Hospital to be a nurse, or was it a dental assistant ? Favourite Saying — I s ' pose. Pet Aversion — History. HELEN CORMIE Helen is another one of our Western gals coming from Edmonton this year to complete her senior Matric. She spends most of her time, spare and otherwise, looking for the secret passage to the lake. Hope you find it. Favourite Saying — I ' ve just gotta graduate. Pet Aversion — Physics and camera fiends . . . Page Fifteen BETTY ESPLEN Eppy or Epstein bounced into O.L.C. two years ago to take Home Ec. This year she was elected Secretary-Treas- urer of the S.C.M. and spent most of her time being a fifth room-mate to 4 Main. Next year Eppy hopes to train as a dietitian in Toronto. Favourite Saying — How are we going to cool sausages without a frying pan ? Pet Aversion — A dirty room. DOROTHY FINDLAY Fin is another representative of fair Toronto. She has been at O.L.C. for two years to complete her junior matric. and take Home Ec. Fin also hopes to train as a dietitian next year but she ' ll probably end up putting sticks in pop- sicles in her brother ' s ice cream plant. Favourite Saying — Oh, I ' ve got to go and do my French. Pet Avei ' sion — French. MARJORIE GREER Marj hails from Wellington. She came to O.L.C. this year to take fifth form and next year hopes to go in train- ing. Marj is known chiefly for her water fights it seems — better watch out, Marj, or you ' ll get all " wet " . Favourite Saying — Mnim, peachie. Pet . ' version — School. GWYNNE HAMILTON Gwynne is Iroquois representative at O.L.C. She came this September to take an elective course including art and cooking. Next year she hopes to join the " women in white " and become a nurse. Best of luck, Gwynne. Favourite Saying — Imagine. Pet Aversion — Writing letters. C ARMEN HAZ ELTON Mike has been at O.L.C. for three years and this past year has made a very able A. A. president as well as playing basketball and taking active part in school sports. She hails from Westmount, Que., and next year hopes to be a secretary in the office at McGill University. Favourite Saying — Kett, come here! Pet Aversion— Wolves and jumping fences. NORMA HYATT Norma is another Torontonian who has been with us three years. Between struggles with her academic course she was editor of the school paper, played on the ba.sketball team and was a keen swimmer. Next year she hopes to work on a city newspaper. Favourite Saying — Well, golly! Pet Aversion — Walking down Lower Frances. Page Sixteen ELAINE INGIMUNDSON " Ig " landed here from Welland this year to finish her senior matric. She is full of fun and always ready with a laugh. This year she was very much interested in history and next year hopes to go to University of Toronto to take Pass Arts. Good luck, Ig. Favourite Saying — Shag! Pet Aversion — Latin. SHARON KERBEL Sharon better known as Sherry is another Toronto gal. This is her third year at O.L.C. and we know her best for her dramatic ability. Following this up she intends to go into radio work. We hope you miss the Soap Opera stage of your career and that you will have every success. Favourite Saying — Oh, Perlin! Pet Aversion — Pickles. JOYCE KETT Kett hails from Brantford and in this, her second year at 0 L.C., was president of the S.C.M. This year she took Commercial and next year hopes to put it into practice when she works for Kett Motor Sales. Favourite Saying — Mike, my knee hurts something fierce. Pet Aversion — Mice. BEATRICE KRAKOWSKY " Kraks " landed here from British Guiana two years ago to take a secretarial course and go riding — mostly the latter. This summer she intends to do a great deal of travelling and sometime in the distant future she will be somebody ' s secretary. Favourite Saying — Whoa, P.J. Pet Aversion — Bookkeeping. PAULINE LAMBERT Pauline came to us from Forest Hill Village this year to take a Secretarial course and was a member of the Okti- clos. Next year she wants to get a really different job, one that will give her lots of sleep — Say, when you get it, Lam- hert, will you tell us where ? Favourite Saying — What is that bell for? Pet Aversion — First bell. PAT MAWER Pat came to O.L.C. from Welland but recently the family moved to Dundas. This is her second year at O.L.C. and she has taken an active part in the school chapel choir and Okticlos. We hear that next year she would like to go to Queen ' s. Best of luck, Pat. Favourite Saying — June, won ' t you ever learn to shut the door? Pet Aversion — Classes. Page Seventeen ELIZABETH MURRAY She is knowTi to us only as Midge, and is our other Stratford gal. Midge has taken a secretarial course and in due time expects to be a secretary but she will probably end up applying her skill to typing baby formulas. Favourite Saying — Slow down. Pet Aversion — Book keeping. JOAN MUTCH Jonnie, who this year holds the Strathcona Shield comes from Toronto. She spends most of her time wandering around with a glass in her hand drinking — coft ' ee, that is! She hopes some day to have an art studio of her own but we fear she will end up peddling pictures. Favourite Saying — Do you want a drink ? Pet Aversion — Cleaning the art studio. MILDRED MUTTART Millers is a Westerner hailing from Edmonton. She came East two years ago to take a Home Ec. course at O.L.C. Her main interest is Ted and her probable destination is — a cute little bride, come August 14th. Much happiness and best wishes, Millie. Favourite Saying — That ' s swell. Pet Aversion— Curling her hair. DIANA McCORMACK Our little " Mac " came three years ago to O.L.C. from Renfrew Valley. This year she finished her Junior matric and took an elective course. It seems her main interests in life are Cape Breton Island and Nelly. Next year she hopes to travel or go to College. Good Luck, Di! Favourite Saying — Let ' s whip up town. Pet Aversion — Riding any horse but Nelly. EILEEN PATTERSON After receiving her matric at Montreal High School Eileen came to O.L.C. to take a secretarial course. Famous along with her room mates for being late for breakfast, Eileen resolves to reform in the future. She is vague about the future but says maybe she will work. Favourite Saying — I don ' t know. Pet Aversion — Classes. HELEN PERCIVAL Helen came from Athens this year to take an elective course majoring in music. Helen took an active part in the Okticlos and was interested in all the school activities. When she goes in training next year we ' re sure she ' ll be a success. Good Luck, Helen. Favourite Saying — Oh, Marg! Pet Aversion — Practising. ANN PERLIN Ann, known to us as " Busy Bee " hails from " way down thar " in Newfoundland. A very capable Editor, Ann is responsible for the success of this, our year book. Next year she is going to take Radio Journalism in the States and we know she ' ll do well. Good Luck, to you, Ann. Favourite Saying — Kerbel, come here. Pet Aversion— Latin Comp. GILDA PERLMAN Gilda came to O.L.C. two years ago and made fame this year by winning the Singer Sewing contest. She has taken art and hopes to go to O.C.A. next year but we ' ll probably see her painting bill boai ' ds! We hope you do well, Gilda. Favourite Saying — Aw, come on kids . Pet Aversion — French. LORNA PIERCE Lorna received her senior matric in Tisdale, Saskatche- wan and came East this year to take a Secretarial course, which she intends to use next year. Lorna has a flair for figures and we are sure she ' ll make an eff ' icient bookkeeper. Favourite Saying — It ' s in my trunk. Pet Aversion — Short hand. YOLANDA PUIG Yoly came to O.L.C. three years ago from Santiago de Cuba to take a Secretarial course. This year she has taken a keen interest in swimming and has done well. She is not certain what the future holds in store for her but we feel certain it has something to do with " Bill " . Favourite Saying — Stupid ! Pet Aversion — Classes. MARGARET JEAN SIMCOX Marg hails from Copper Cliff in the old, cold north and is best known to us for her favourite food — bologna and onions. Marg has been on first basketball team for two years and this year was captain of Farewell House and next year hopes to go to McMaster. Favourite Saying — But it ' s only 3rd bell. Pet Aversion — Getting dressed before third bell. DOROTHY STONE Pebble, our little prodigy, came to us from Orillia. This year she won the Governor General ' s Medal for standing first in fifth form. We ' ve found out she isn ' t as innocent as she looks, but professes her life ambition is to be a professional loafer. Good luck in your chosen career. Favourite Saying — Just don ' t know a thing. Pet Aversion — School. Page Nineteen JUNE UMPHREY June is another girl from nearby Oshawa and has spent two years at O.L.C. She spends most of her time raving about her wonderful horse " Stardust " and would like to be a dental nurse or a veterinary doctor. Favourite Saying — Where are you, Pat? Pet Aversion — Latin. LEAH UREN Leaky dropped at 0 L.C. from Orillia in the fall to take a one year dietetics course. Her unique hair cut is Leah ' s claim to fame. This year she played on the basketball team and her lively personality made her many friends. Next year she is going to Acadia University to take dietetics. Favourite Saying — Hardly. Pet Aversion — Letting her hair grow. NANCY WALSH Nancy has the honour of being the only day girl in the Senior Class, but even at that, we got to know Nancy very well during the year. She ' s a good sport and takes a keen interest in all school activities. Next year she intends to go to Miami University. Best of luck from us all, Nancy. Favourite Saying — Hay que. Pet Aversion — Getting the thought in History. JOYCE WATTS In September Joyce landed here from Prince Rupert, B.C. She has worked hard and done well during the year and we hope she will continue to do well in the future. Next year she intends to train to be a nurse. Favourite Saying — Oh, that ' s dumb. Pet Aversion — French Comp. PATRISHA WEST Irish hails from Kenora and has been at O.L.C. one year. She came here to finish her matric and major in art. Next year she intends to go to Ontario College of Art where we are sure she will be a success. Favourite Saying — My name is Patrisha, spelt " sha " . Pet Aversion — French Comp. JANET WHITE Janet came from Pinckney, Michigan, three years ago, to obtain her senior matric. For the past two years Janet has been the able president of the choir and an active member of the Okticlos. Sometime in the future she hopes to teach physics and maths in Germany. Favourite Saying — There will be choir practice at 8.15 tonight. Pet Aversion — People absent from choir practice. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY The evening of their first exciting day at O.L.C. was slowly drawing to its close as a group of new girls of the class of ' 65 assembled in the sitting room at the end of Main Hall. The sitting room was a charming little alcove which had originated back in 1948 and remained a popular meeting place ever since. It had recently been re- decorated by the famous interior decorator Joan Mutch who was now busy completing a whole new scheme of interior decoration for Buckingham Palace. On one wall was a magnificent modernistic painting of a bookcase daintly lifting up its skirts as it pranced up Main Hall stairs, done by Gilda Perlman of artistic fame, while on the wall across from it were some excellent cartoons drawn by the comic book illustrator, Gwynne Ham- ilton. In a niche to one side stood a statue of a weary student bent double under a huge weight of books, with a sadistic looking teacher cracking a whip over his furrowed brow, done by Patrisha West. The group now gathered in this charming spot was in the process of getting acquainted and the students discovered to their surprise that they were all daughters of alumnae of the school. One tall girl dressed in gray skirt and yellow sweater, obviously the intellectual type, with horn-rimmed glasses and a definite aversion to all types of sports, proclaimed herself to be the daughter of Carmen Hazelton who had finally settled down to happy wedded bliss with the A. A. president of McGill University. Next to her was a small, quiet girl who appeared to be undernourished and who turned out to be the daughter of Betty Esplen who had been a dietitian in a Toronto hospital, until she was discovered by the head cook, Janey Braden, to be prescribing epileptic diets for diabetic patients. Arguing with them both was a thin girl whose mother was the prominent lawyer, Mazo McCormack. Over in a corner, busy straightening out wrinkles in the cushions of her easy chair, was the daughter of Anne Barnes, famous onion cultivator of Cobourg who has developed a new strain of onions which are reputed to be ten times as effective as the old-fashioned tear gas. Two long, lanky girls who made the rest of those present feel like midgets beside them, turned out to be the children of Diana McCormack, designer of dolls ' clothes, and Dorothy Stone, who was at that moment boarding a freight car for California in pursuit of her life ' s work as professional loafer. Sitting beside them on the sofa was their tiny red-headed room mate who wore a red dress and red shoes that almost matched her hair and who became, upon investigation, the daughter of Margaret Jean Simcox, professor of mathematics at the University of Toronto, teach- ing Janet White ' s revised geometry theorems. As they sat talking together two other girls approached rather nervously. When they reached the little group, one enquired timidly, ' Where can I find 4 Main, Girlie? " Her mother was Margaret Chamberlin, physics teacher at a large High School. Encouraged by her companion ' s boldness, the girl beside her said, " Could I borrow some kleenex and shampoo and soap? I forgot to bring any with me. " The request was made in a deep throaty voice which one would expect from the daughter of such an eloquent public speaker as Sharon Kerbel. Before anyone present had time to reply, a great rumpus was heard advancing down the hall in the persons of the family of Joan Carnwith, noted Lab technician, who perfected the chemical formula for changing morons into Latin teachers. Her fourteen daughters who had for the past two years composed the school ' s basketball teams were justly famous for their athletic skills. They were followed closely by two elementaries racing imaginary horses down the hall, daughters of June Umphrey, a stunt rider in the movies, and Beatrice Krakowsky, lady circus rider, who is renowned for her ability to ride a galloping horse while standing on her head. When the noise had somewhat quieted down two voices could be heard arguing about the five principal parts of French verbs. Tracking the voices to their sources it was discovered that they belonged to the daughters of Charlotte Batty, well-known translator of English labels into French for use on soup Page Twenty-one cans, and Joyce Watts, interpreter for the British embassy in Paris. They were soon joined in their discussion by the small daughter of Helen Percival, the kindergarten teacher. Soon the sound of weeping was added to the general hubbub and the children from the happy families of Mildred Muttart, Elaine Ingimundson and Yolanda Puig ran over to comfort Helen Cormie ' s small daughter who had just received word of her mother ' s ninth divorce. Meanwhile a heated literary discussion was in progress be- tween the daughters of Norma Hyatt, the editor of Horror Stories Unlimited, and Ann Perlin, whose latest novel " To Have and To Hold, or How it Feels to be Caught Bare-footed in a Mousetrap " had just reached the best seller lists, and Nancy Walsh, historical authority of Marvelous Movies Inc.. Hearing the noise issuing from the end of the hall another bunch of girls soon came down to investigate. They had been friends for a long time since their mothers, Shirley Brent, Pauline Lambert, Gwenna Griffith, Eileen Patterson and Lorna Pierce had gone into business together after graduat- ing from O.L.C. and opened up an Automatic Typewriter and Self Book-keeping machine factory. A new girl who had just arrived walked down the hall behind them, attired in a natty new green suit which her mother Dorothy Findlay, had just bought for her. Dorothy Findlay collaborated with Leah Uren in writing diet-therapy text books for use in schools. Taking no notice of what was going on around her, the daughter of Patricia Mawer, noted botanist, was applying the test for starch to a geranium leaf, ably assisted by the daughter of Marney Brine, A.R.C.M., B.A., M.A., Ph.D., X.Y.Z. Efforts were made by the children of Joyce Kett, well-known singer of radio commercials, and Beverley Boyd, stand-in for Judy Canova, to start a sing song, but these met with little success because the daughter of Joan Greenfield ,the Olympic champion, was attempting to persuade them all to slide down the bannisters of Main Hall stairs, and those of Mar- jory Greer, Canadian Ladies ' Tennis Champion, and of Elizabeth Murray, life guard at Sunnyside, were also interested in something more athletic. At last everyone decided she was too tired to do anything at all and they all went to bed to get a good night ' s sleep so that they could wake up refreshed bright and early at 12 for their mid-night feast. VALEDICTORY— 1948 It is my privilege as a member of the Senior Class of 1948 to give expression to a few thoughts appropriate to this occasion. I do so with a keen appreciation of the close relations we have so long sustained with each other, the Faculty of this college and our fellow students. We, as graduating Seniors, are going out into the world not knowing what is be- fore us, but hoping in the ardor of young womanhood for the best. For the past year, we have been companions — a year of diligent application to our studies, a year of social fellowship and pleasant recreation, and a year of mental and physical improvement. We have sympathized with each other in trouble and sorrow: we have lightened each other ' s hearts in times of sadness and have enjoyed college life in each other ' s society. We go forth with the diplomas which the world looks upon as the keys that are to unlock the doors to fuller and more useful lives to all of us. What success we may have, what victories we may win, the future alone can tell. But we go forth with strong hope and abiding faith, that all will go well with us if we perform our duty in whatever calling or sphere fate may assign us. But as we go forth let us forget our girlish prejudices, if any we have, against each other, and throughout our lives keep fresh and glowing the spirit of comradeship which our years together have fostered. For myself, and I think I speak for all, these college friendships are too sacred to be lightly broken and forgotten, and in our fare- wells let us renew the bonds of fellowship which our Alma Mater has woven. Page Twenly-lWQ This year Dr. and Mrs. Carscallen are also bidding farewell to their responsibilities at O. L. C. For the past twenty years, students of this college have found in them kind- ness and understanding concerning their youthful problems, and we assure them that their influence will always be felt in the lives of their old students. We are glad indeed that they have chosen to live close at hand and that we shall not be forced to lose touch with them when they retire to enjoy the leisure which they have so richly earned. Members of the Faculty, we go hence with the profoundest esteem for the wisdom, forbearance, kindness and justice that you have ever shown toward us within these walls. We have been often hasty, heedless of your feelings and our own best interests, and have at times caused you great annoyance. But in all these things you have proven yourselves our true friends. In whatever we have given you offence we ask your for- giveness and carry away with us a heart-felt gratitude for all the many favours we have received at your hands. In departing we leave behind a school surrounded by the most beautiful of grounds which are the setting of many fond memories — memories of life at O. L. C. The hour of parting from our Alma Mater draws nigh. In spite of hope and faith in the future, there is a tinge of sadness in the present which we do not fear to cherish and confess. So to our Alma Mater we bid fond farewell and leave with it for- ever a part of our hearts. Joan Carnwith Page Twenty-three Sept 10 — Beginning of school year. 12 — Recital — Deni Cerocco and Douglas Jackson 19 — Initiation Day and Old Girls ' stunt 26 — New girls stunt Oct. 4 — Recital — Lillian Smith 10-14 — Thanksgiving week-end 17 — Lecture —Professor E. J. Pratt 20— Field Day 24 — Conservatory Trio — William Hossack, Dorothy Byrne and Mary Ann Paul 31 — Hallowe ' en Nov. 8 — Recital — Ruth Lockhead and Florence Aymong 14 — Parents ' Reception 14-17 — General week-end 22 — Lecture — Mrs. Phoebe McKellar 28 — Elementary class stunt Dec. 6 — S.C.M. Bazaar 12 — Christmas Holly Hop 14 — Christmas service 16 — Christmas Festival 18- Jan. 6 — Christmas holiday s Jan. 9 — Recital — Margaret Parsons and Clifford Poole 16 — Freshman-Sophomore stunt 18 — S.C.M. Service 24 — Lecture — Dr. Brace 30 — Medium stunt Feb. 6 — Athletic Association Dance 13— 16 — General week-end 20 — Concert — Nora Drewitt and Gesa de Kresz 21 — Swimming Meet 26 — Junior Stunt 27 — Lecture — LeRoy Toll Mar. 5 — Dramatic Club Presentation 24- April 6 — Easter holidays Apr. 9 — Senior Dinner 16 — Senior Play 23 — Lecture — LeRoy Toll 25— S.C.M. Service May 1 — Recital — Harry Read and Lillian Smith 11 — May Queen elections 14 — Puppet and Fashion show 15 — Horse show 24 — May Day 30— Church of the Bay June 4 — Students ' Recital 5 — Students ' Recital 6 — Baccalaureate Sunday 7 — Class Day and Burning of the Books 8 — Alumnae Day 9 — Graduation Day and Graduation Dance Page Twenty-jour INITIATION DAY After days of nervous suspense the new arrivals at O.L.C. were ceremoniously made part of the school. In outlandish garb they humbly obeyed every whim of the Old girls. The will of the New-comers cracked, their good sportsmanship was brought to the fore during the " Penalties " at the Old Girls ' stunt. HALLOWE ' EN The candle-lit banquet in the weirdly decorated dining room finished, assorted Hallowe ' en spirits and spooks paraded boldly in the Grand March. After careful de- liberation by the judges came the distribution of the various prizes, followed by a programme given by the students, and finally the school song. HOLLY HOP The beautifully decorated dining room was the site of O.L.C. ' s annual mid-year dance. The guests were received by Dr. and Mrs. Carscallen, Miss Sissons, Miss Broad- bent and Joan Greenfield. After an unforgetable evening of music and dancing, sea- soned with punch and refreshments. Dr. Carscallen and Miss Sissons closed the Holly Hop for another year. CHRISTMAS FESTIVAL The Yuletide season of joyful merry making commenced with the Christmas cele- brations. The guests, faculty, and students entered the dining-room to carol singing by the choir, followed by the candle-lighting procession in which Bev. Boyd sang the Cherry Tree Carol. Then came the Boar ' s Head Procession, complete with Lady of the Manor, Cook, Porters, and Jester. Soloists were Bernice Richmond, Wendy Spencer and Isabelle Faulkner. After dinner a Christmas tableau under Miss Weller ' s direction, was enacted on Main Hall stairs, followed by a dramatic presentation under the direction of Mrs. Ay- mong in the concert hall. With the singing of the school song, the evening came to a close leaving all in the best of spirits. SUNDAY EVENINGS IN 4 MAIN By tradition Senior meetings are held in 4 Main every Sunday night. Informally ia pyjamas, accompanied by coffee and " push " , the Seniors make the decisions that guide their class. SENIOR DINNER Friday, April 9, saw the Senior dinner of 1948. The Senior tables this year were arranged in a cartwheel in the centre of the room and their beautiful decorations again paid tribute to our hard working Juniors. After a delicious meal a la Mrs. Harshaw and her competent staff, the following toasts were made: Page Twenty-five To Our Country Alma Mater Faculty Staff Graduates Other Classes Proposed by June Umphrey (Oshawa) Gwenna Griffith Anne Barnes Margaret Ann Brine Dorothy Stone Student Organizations Beverly Boyd Response Mildred Muttart (Edmonton) Mazo McCormack Miss Sissons Joan Greenfield ' Peggy Grant {Juniors ' ) Betty Shields {Mediums) Myra Rumsey {Sophoinores) Barbara Grierson {Freshmen) Evelyn Hildred {Elementaries) Joan Carnwith {Honour Club) Joyce Kett {S.CM.) Carmen Hazelton {A. A.) Ann Perlin {Year Book) SENIOR CLASS STUNT The Senior Class stunt, held on April 16, was started well on its way with a piano solo by Joan Greenfield. Next came a play " The Swiss Times " , under the able direction of Sharon Kerbel, followed by the Minstrel Show starring Bev. Boyd, Joyce Kett, and Mildred Muttart. The Grand Finale was Bach-Gounod ' s " Ave Maria " sung by Bev. Boyd, and chorus. The evening was closed with the school song. OTHER CLASS STUNTS All the class stunts showed originality and careful planning. The Juniors put on an ice carnival at the Whitby Arena, with a skilful show of fancy skating and comic acts. The Mediums, with their great musical production " Oklahoma " gave us one of the year ' s top stunts. The Freshmen and Sophomores combined to bring an old family photograph album to life. ELEMENTARY CLASS The Elementaries gave us this year some outstanding entertainment with their stunt and music recital. Congratulations Elementaries, we ' re proud of you. MAY DAY Almost traditionally May Day dawned cold and damp but turned into a beautiful day before 10.00 a.m. The programme began in the Concert Hall with a very interesting address given by Mrs. W. H. Clarke, then the school retired to the oval where the May Queen, Nancy Townsend, Westmount, Quebec, was crowned by Mrs. Clarke. Then the Queen and her attendants, Gwenna Griffith and Joan Carnwith, watched from the throne the exer- cises given in the Queen ' s honour. These included dances, tumbling and apparatus and gymnastic displays. Then all adjourned to the playing field where a side saddle act and precision exercise on horseback was given. The day closed with a picnic and finally a movie. Page Twenty-six Page Twenty-seven HONOUR CLUB (STUDENTS ' COUNCIL) O.L.C. 1948 Back Row: Carmen Hazelton (Pres. A.A. ), Joyce Kelt (Pres. S.C.M.), Joan Greenfield (.Senior Pres. K iMarney Brine (Junior Pres.) Front Row: Anne Barnes (Vice-Pres. Honour Club), Joan Carnwith (Pres. Honour Club), Elizabeth Murray ' Sec.-Treas. Honour Club). Seated: Miss Sissons. HONOUR CLUB Once again another school year has come to a close and with it another chapter in the life of the Honour Club of O.L.C. For the past year, the students of our college have lived faithfully by the rules and regulations set before them by the Honour Club and by the faculty; with the result that we may all look back over the year with fond memories. The Honour Club represents the student body and we hope that next years ' council will receive the same loyal co-operation we have received throughout this year. J. C. Page Twenty-eight CHURCH OF THE BAY This year in the lovely little Bay Church at Port Whitby the Seniors and Rev. D. B. Langford experienced similar feelings as they were both bidding farewell to a place they knew and loved. It was Mr. Langford ' s last sermon before retiring, and the beginning of the Commencement exercises for the graduating Seniors. A very simple but moving sermon was given by Mr. Langford and the service closed with a solo by Beverley Boyd. BACCALAUREATE SUNDAY In caps and gowns the Seniors attended the Baccalaureate service in Whitby United Church, charmingly decorated with white lilacs and ribbon by the Juniors. A very impressive address was given by Rev. K. Joblin. Following the traditional singing of the Baccalaureate Hymn in Main Hall a reception for the Seniors, parents and guests was held in the Common room. CLASS DAY Class Day was greatly enhanced this year by the use of a real daisy chain skilfully wreathed by our Junior class. On Alumnae day the Seniors were once again invited to attend the yearly Alumnae luncheon June 8. Both members of the Alumnae and Senior class listened with keen interest to the farewell addresses of Dr. and Mrs. Carscallen. O.L.C. S.C.M. EXECUTIVE 1948 Standing- Beverley Boyd ( Vice-Pres.), Joyce Kelt (Pres.), Betty Esplen (Sec.-Treas.). Seated: Miss McDowell. Page Tiventy nine GRADUATION DAY The greatest and most looked forward to day in the year, and yet perhaps the saddest for the Seniors, is Graduation Day. The graduates filed into the Concert Hall in their long white dresses carrying bouquets of red roses where the diplomas and awards were given out. Joan Carnwith gave a memorable Valedictory, and Dr. Althouse an interesting and amusing address. The commencement exercises over, a garden party was given for parents and students. Returning to tradition Commencement night saw the Senior ' s last dance at O.L.C. with the giving of their Graduation dance. The guests were received by Dr. and Mrs. Carscallen, Miss Sissons, Miss Broadbent, and Joan Greenfield. In the dining room, decorated by the art students to resemble an old fashioned garden, and to the music of Boyd Valleau and his orchestra, the Seniors ended a never-to-be-forgotten part of their lives. MEDIUM CLASS NOTES Class Teacher — • Miss Pat Wickham The Fleets In Joanna Alexander Cigarettes, Whiskey and Wild, Wild Women Gloria Budd Oh TheoAovd. Ruthanne Bowater Jack-Jack-Jack Beezie Davidson Let ' s Turn Out the Lights Marilyn Davis ' ..As Time Goes By Jane Deller I Must Have That Man Marlene Deller My Fickle EYE Rita Donaldson I ' ll See You in My Dreams Anne Duncombe Ain ' t Misbehavin ' Pat Hogan Someday He ' ll Come Along Betty Ann Howe Was that the Human Thing to Do ■Virginia King There I ' ve Said It Again Winsome Lester Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater Wendy McLaughlin Pretty Baby Hazel Mitchell I ll Walk Alone Mary Lou Palmer I ' ll Get By Barbara Poison Happiness is Just a Thing Called Joe Joanne Scott I ' m an Old Cow-hand Betty Shields A Pretty Girl Is Like a Melody Jean Simpson The Gentleman Is a Dope Elizabeth Sinclair My (football) Hero Ann Van Buskirk ' I ' m Getting Sentimental Over You Catherine Wright Helpless Jane Doelle Smoke-Smo!;e-Smoke Page Thirty c X W5 c x; 3 2 .S ■ 5 -» c 3 W H O z u Q Pi O 3 O 6 x; o C -C (U -6 5 a. 3 o C U bb d o m w 4J o V o C C C n! C • — ■ • n 1 X ' So -S .S 1- O 5 m H X S -C 00 c o o x; « .S h5 c _ o 01 6£ = P. ,9 V5 -c O en o U u 5: o c o Q 3 -C x; - ' 5 -C -G O W c o c o 3 -( u o o X O 3 " S o c H o u 3 3 OJ _Q 3 S .£-5 c 0- a, H Oh H Oh 3 Oh E 3 Lh 3 o I f2 a. " o U J3 C C X O -tj I — , o J3 O O C o o E O Osu ' c o s o 03 (LI 3 Pi O Oh c o u (LI 03 X c w c ' 3d C o o ( 3 sj C - 03 -T3 Q V3 o a o c —i 03 Pag e Thirty one Sports! ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION EXECUTIVE, 1948 Standing: Carmen Hazelton (President), Nancy Tovvnsend ( Vice- Pres. ) , Joan Mutch ( Sec. -Treasurer ) , Seated: Miss Patricia Wickham. Page Thirty-two HOUSE CAPTAINS B -e " Front to Back: — M. Deller (Maxwell House), Nancy Boake (Sub. Captain), y Ajxi itJt Leah Uren (Hare House), Janie Bra den (Sub. Captain), Beverley Tubman (Sub. Captain), M. J. Simcox (Farewell House) This year has brought many changes to the school, including the wearing of the house sashes. The A.A. executive house captains may be distinguished from the other students by their white sashes, while Maxwell House members chose powder blue. Hare wine, and Farewell yellow. There has been inter-house competition in basketball, track, field, and swimming meets. Farewell House won the first two and Maxwell the last two. During the year marks were taken off for detentions and incomplete uniforms. The shield was presented on May Day to Maxwell House which had the greatest number of marks. Hare was close behind but Farewell was lost at the bottom. Page Thirty-three FIRST AND SECOND BASKETBALL TEAMS 1948 Back Row: M. Cooper, M. J. Simcox, L. Uren, P. Brook, C. Hazelton, M. Deller, P. Grant. Middle Row: M. Chamberlin, J. Scott, B. Rowe, S. Dalton, T. Simpson. Fkoint Row: V. King, N. Hyatt, A. Barnes (Capt. 2nd Team), J. Greenfield (Capt. 1st Team), N. Boake, P. Hogan. Kneeling: M. Beecher, M. L. Palmer. I ' agc Thirty-jour FIELD DAY AND SWIMMING MEET WINNERS 1948 Back Row: R. Smith, M. Dt-ller, P. Brook. Middle Row: P. Grant, M. A. Brine, J. Alexander, B. Rowe. Front Row: S. Grant, J. Greenfield, V. McCabe. Page Thirty-five Page Thirty-six Page Tkirty-eight Page Thirty-nini ' " HOW CAN WE FROM THEE PART " Four years I That is a long time in a young person ' s life, they say, yet it seems like yesterday that I entered O.L.C. for the first time, as a student. In September 1944, Dad and I drove up to Ontario Ladies ' College in the rain. ' What a dreary place it seemed! But inside, the atmosphere was warm, friendly and gay- I was thirteen. I might have been lonesome away from home and among complete strangers, but I was not. My two room mates were " New Girls " too. They were just as clueless about the rules and regulations as I was. Time slipped by. I did not realize how beautiful the building was in Autumn, how peaceful the campus under a blanket of snow, and how warm and friendly the atmos- phere in Spring. I can look back over these years and be filled with a longing to start all over again. How could I have wished to be away from it so many times? Why did I not realize how very precious the memory of O.L.C. would be to me . . . and is now ? The friendships we have made here are priceless as are the memories of good times. The teachers. ' Yes, we shall miss even the teachers. Some of them have been one of us, to others we have looked for guidance and discipline, but all we have respected (though it may have seemed perhaps at times that we did not). Now it is June, 1948, and I am seventeen. My outlook on life has changed com- pletely. I feel rich with friends and a pang of loneliness fills my heart when I think that I am leaving O.L.C, never to return again as a student. Some friends, close friends, we shall never see again, but the ones that we do see will always be our best friends. I do not believe that friendships can grow as deep and as strong anywhere as they do here at O.L.C. Saying good-bye to you, Trafalgar, is saying good-bye to a loved one whom we shall never see in the light of possessiveness again. Others will take our place. Others will profit by your influence and others will love you as we love you. We will miss your ivy clad loggia, the green velvet of your playing field, the blossoming beauty of your orchards, the guarding and the sleeping lions at your entrance, your long corridors, your chapel, your common room, your dorms, and everything that makes you Dear Old Trafalgar. Perhaps in years to come this love for you will be passed down from generation to generation for we cannot know a school more capable than you to educate our children. " We are saying goodbye, Alma Mater that we love, but we shall never forget you or the debt we owe. Beverley Stewart, XIL Page Forty MAY DAY - -48 )- - May is the month when you can approach any of your friends on the " A. A. " with a sweet smile on your face and a greeting on your lips only to have it smothered by a gruff, " Left, left, left right, left, " from your A. A. friend. Undaunted, however, you march on along the silver cobble stone road to the magnificent palace of the May Queen. You can see it yonder, with its shining gables reaching into the heavens. Amid the soft rolling emerald lawns, there are scattered beds of golden daffodils, blood red tulips, and delicate pink and white may flowers. As the great golden doors swing open, you enter cautiously, only to find your- self in a class-room — not an ordinary class-room of course, for the room sparkles with golden desks and silver school supplies and such precious things which are found in the palace of every queen. Just as you seat yourselves, comfortably at the desks, an overgrown grasshopper ap- pears. You rise politely as she flits to the front of the class, adjusts her nose spectacles, and finally motions to you to be seated. " So you are the poor juniors, who are so mentally overtaxed that you just cannot absorb any more Geometry! However, the Maypole dance is a very elementary dance and should please Queen Nancy if done properly. " With these last few words the grasshopper ' s expression changed from one of scorn to one of challenging firmness. " Since you have absorbed all you can of Geometry, " continued the grasshopper, " we will have to teach you languages. It is highly distasteful for any uneducated marcher to perform before Her Majesty, so I will teach you to march in all languages. Arise and march first in French — Gauche, gauche, gauche, droit, gauche. " Around and around and around you go, between long rows of desks, up and down, around and around, in and out and around. Faster and faster comes the gauche, gauche, gauche, droit, gauche. The French melts into Spanish which in turn melts into German; Chinese, Dutch and Italian succeed each other rapidly. By now, golden desks, silver point- ers and yard sticks are whirling madly about the room ! You march out the commander ' s infinite supply of languages. Fortunately the overeducated grasshopper had a few helpers that spoke only English, so the marching continued uninterrupted by halts for translation. You wonder how long it can keep up. You look at your poor aching feet, and to your surprise they are as large as they feel. They look large, white, and puffy, like snow shoes covered with snow, encased in canvas, formerly your running shoes. Your pleading eyes search those of your commander who by now is talking in a mixture of languages, having run out of ordinary ones. Suddenly you notice the whirlpool of desks and school supplies subsiding, as the pace of your march becomes slower, slower, and finally stops. You are once again facing the front, and before you stand not one but millions of whirling grasshoppers repeating, " left, left, left right, left. Halt, one, two! " Nine hundred and ninety nine thousand of the grass- hoppers dissolve into thin air at these last words, and the one remaining informs you that you have finally become sufficiently expert to appear before the Queen. The march begins again, but this time through glorious golden corridors, illumin- ated by diamond chandeliers, which open to the courtyard of the palace. In the centre, on a velvety carpet of grass, stands your gaily decorated Maypole. The Queen, crowned with a coronet of diamond flowers, smiles at you and nods at the musicians, indicating that you are to begin the dance. By the time you trip lightly out to pick up the silken streamers, your feet have re- sumed their former normal shape. You now begin to weave — over, under, over, under, step together hop, left hop, right hop, around and around and around. Each time you go around the pole, it gets a little more unsteady until now it is tipping over. Slowly it falls, down, down, down. Page Forty-one Everyone runs frantically, shouting " Hurry, hurry, the maypole is falling " . But your feet have again become enlarged and this time they take root in the ground. As you watch the huge pole coming nearer and nearer to you, the frantic cries of your comrades resound in ears, " Hurry, hurry, hurry! " The voices become louder and louder, and you open your eyes with a start to catch a fleeting glance of your room mate as she dashes for the door. " Hurry, hurry, " rings the cry, " today is Mayday and the last bell has gone! Hurry. " Barbara Bhll, XII. RADIO ADVERTISING " Breathes there a man with soul so dead " that he has not yearned to strangle radio announcers and soap opera sopranos who warble softly into his anguished ears the dulcet strains of " Vel, Vel, V-E-L, soapless Vel is really swell " ? I doubt it. As a matter of fact one is inclined to wonder whether any judge and jury would convict the per- petrator of such a highly justifiable homicide. And yet, there is a certain hideous fascination about these so-called examples of rhyme and rhythm. Time and again I have found myself humming, " MM, mm, good. Mm, mm, good. That ' s what Campbell ' s Soups are. Mm, mm, good " as I go about my daily tasks. The very monotony of this senseless jingle finally driving m.e to distraction, I turn on the radio in an effort to direct my mind toward something else. Then what happens I listen to an interesting programme which I thoroughly enjoy, forget to turn it off before the commercial starts, and spend the rest of the day chant- ing " Rinso white. Rinso white. Happy little wash day song. " My complaints are not entirely prompted by selfish motives however. I am con- sidering the children . . . our younger generation which subsists on a cultural diet oi Superman, the Lone Ranger, the Shadow and other assorted minions of justice, without which our tiny earth would undoubtedly have perished long ago under a growing weight of crime and evil. Imagine to yourself the horrible suspense that is built up in the child ' s mind as he waits for the Shadow, at present unaware of any impending peril, to come and rescue the lovely Margo Lane, trapped in a lonely haunted house by a homicidal maniac who is about to place his bony fingers about her slender throat. And then . . . but of course everyone knows what happens then . . . the calm, untroubled voice of the radio announcer comes on inquiring about the condition of your coal bin and warning you to be sure to place your order for coal early this winter. Think how the tension in that child ' s mind must be increased. Is it any wonder that the percentage of nervous breakdowns and mental cases is increasing all the time.- Not only are radio commercials a menace to the mental health of the nation but even to the physical well-being of the radio-listening public. A survey of radio defects reported by a doctor in a recent issue of the Reader ' s Digest showed the following results: Different radio programmes had a distinct influence over his blood pressure. Pro- grammes which he disliked appeared to raise his blood pressure in direct proportion to the degree of antipathy which he felt, while programmes which he enjoyed soothed it back to normal. However radio commercials raised it to such a point that it became posi- tively dangerous. Thus we see that the radio commercials are a serious matter from several viewpoints. Are our children to become nervous wrecks as a result of listening to the virtues of a certain kind of coal? Must our blood pressure be placed at the mercy of the soap in- dustry? It seems as though they must or we will face the prospect of becoming social outcasts because our clothes are " tattle-tale grey " , or fjeeze this winter because we have forgotten to buy our coal supply early this season. Dorothy Stone, XIII. Page Forty-two MY PET AVERSION Although I have done my best to destroy it on several occasions, the thing that is my " pet aversion " still remains in my mother ' s drawer — one of her most treasured possessions. It is my baby book. She laboured faithfully over it for the first five years of my life, and then, as the pictures began to get a bit disappointing, she discontinued the records of my years. This was probably a wise thing to do, I only wish she had thought of it five years earlier, for nothing has ever made me feel so embarrassed as those pictures do at times. When company comes the book usually appears, and I hear cooing, and cries of " My, how she has grown! " Sometimes I see doubtful looks passed from the pictures to me as I am today. If only I could get my hands on that book then, and throw it into the fire! Although I have such a dislike for the book, I shall describe it. When it was new the cover was of shining pink satin, now it has just a very faint glow. However, the photos inside have kept perfectly. When you open the cover an enlarged snapshot of me as a baby, grinning toothlessly, greets you. This page you will turn quickly, then you will see three pictures, one after the other. The first one says under it, " Dawn ' s first tooth " , the second, " Dawn ' s first word " . There my mouth is gaping, it looks as though I had just said Ma-Ma . . . but I think I was just hungry. The third says, " Dawn ' s first step " , and I am pictured flat on my face. As you look through the book you will see pictures of me sitting quietly or in action: pictures showing me from the top and from the bottom, from the back and from the front, — the first few years of my life openly exposed to public view. The thing, however that is the hardest to bear, is the comparison between then and now. Often I have heard " Could that sweet innocent looking wee baby be . . . " , and then a whisper. How much happier would be my life if I could only get rid of this book. I find the pictures sheer torture, but to my mother they represent her oldest daughter and per- haps make up a little for her ofi spring as she is today. Dawn Allen. XII. JIM In a small town not many miles from our cottage lived the most interesting character I have ever met. Old, with a brown, withered face, he used to sit on the steps of his little wood shack, overlooking the rocky shoreline of Lake Jo. |im, he called himself, and no one ever seemed to have heard of his last name. He was constantly busy with his gnarled hands, making beautifu l rush woven baskets. Many a day I had sat astride the railing of the porch, listening to his thrilling tales of scalping by the Indians and the dangers he had endured as a boy. His eyes would light up like stars as he took you along the trail of make-believe. Sometimes the excitement of his story was too much for me, and I would lose my balance and fall off the railing but he would only laugh and wait while I scrambled back on to my perch again, and then again in his own peculiar style of speech the tale would con- tinue. But now I miss old Jim, and, as the summer comes, I no longer see him sitting there. For, on the shores of his lake he is buried, and with him the stories I never heard. I ' ll never forget him, nor his tall tales, nor the way his face crinkled into a smile of kindness as he slowly got to his feet when he saw my canoe coming toward him, and the friendly " hello " which would echo around me as I stepped from it and raced up to sit astride my railing. Joanna Alexander, XI. Page Forty-three ■COLLEGE DAZE " or ' ' W hen Night Hondh ms are A floor ' There ' s nought like the joys That College life brings. It starts with the instant That rising bell rings. We spring from our beds All our faces ashine The crisp morning breezes Excite like red wine. We partake of our breakfast And a brisk morning walk That ' s liberally seasoned With " intelligent " talk. We return to classes Which are a delight. The students are brilliant; Even teacher is bright. And so we continue The whole live-long day. We ' re wholly contented And decorously gay. And so the time passes And draws on to night. We go up to bed And they turn out the light. Oh dark are the deeds That transpire in the night For now there evolves A strange spectral sight! For figures start moving In the shadowy gloom; They creep around, groping Then glide from the room. The hall they tread softly And seldom they speak — Unless to the floor When it gives a loud squeak. They furtively peer — Then they enter a door — There they encounter Another half-score. ' Tis then, at a signal. The orgy begins VCith a rustle of paper And a rattle of tins. For each ghostly figure Produces a bag. Like a Fagin assistant Producing his swag. The offerings are spread On the carpeted floor. A sentinel posted — Her ear to the door. Bread slices are wedded By mustard to ham, Or carefully smothered With strawberry jam. There ' s a couple of cakes With rich butter icing — A little bit battered But very enticing! There ' s a plate of the rolls They call — Oh yes! — " Parker ' s ' And there right beside In a " pack " are the " barkers " . There ' s candy in sacks And apples on sticks, Marshmallows in boxes, And ice-cream in bricks. O what evil genius Transmutes in the night The shy, demure creatures We were in the light. Twelve rowdy tongues Wag rapid and free Except when they ' re harrassed By sheer gluttony. But after an hour The appetite flags. The interest is languid And the tired tongue lags. Page Forty-four The candles have guttered The food is all done. The clock in the Town Has struck a deep " One " The shadowy figures Rise up in the gloom And, grotesquely distended, Retire from the room. Oh there ' s naught like the joy That College life brings. It starts with the instant That rising bell rings. We twitch and we sigh And we wake with a moan, And we toss and we turn And continue to groan. And then we arise — With our faces ascowl As we listlessly give them A wipe with the towel. So mumbling and grumbling Proceeding to dress, With hair like a haystack — Our stockings a mess! Then down to the chapel — • Dispirited — crawl. Hoping — just hoping We ' ll make the roll call. Then on to the classes Oh dear ! what a bane ! The students are stupid ! The teachers insane ! ! The questions are vapid The answers inane, And all of it effort Expended in vain ! We thankfully herald The coming of night To climb into bed And extinguish the light. One thing I assure you. Beyond any doubt — That night not a shadow Goes creeping about. Peggy Grant, XII. SPRING FEVER Once a year comes spring. The birds sing, the flowers bloom, the sun shines and the grass grows green. But the greatest change of all is in the human being. Have you ever walked down the street, in spring and taken a good look at the people pass- ing by. They all have ethereal smiles on their faces; half of them are talking or singing to themselves, while the other half are so taken in by the new born beauty all around them that they walk as if in a dream. Life is more cheerful in the springtime, perhaps because we know the summer holidays are just around the corner, or perhaps because it is your chance to display to the public view your new flowered monstrosity of a hat. A hat to be worn only in spring, for people are so wrapped up in their own particular dreams that even a new spring bonnet can ' t rouse them. I often wonder why, come spring, everyone expects to fall in love. There are just as many eligible males and females in winter as in spring. May be the atmos- phere makes them think they have a better chance of catching their prey, I don ' t know. T really can ' t figure it out. Do not misunderstand me, I am not against spring fever; not that it would do any good if I were. I could not hang up a sign reading, " Spring Fever, Keep Out " , like you do for measles. Besides spring fever comes but once a year, so why not make the best of it.- Go ahead! Take a good look at the singing birds, gay flowers and velvety green grass, but remember to keep one eye open to see where you are going and whom you are passing or you will never find the young gentleman or lady you are looking for. Janie Deller, XI. Page Forty-five so I WANTED A HORSE Ever since I arrived ' ia the Stork Patrol I have had a mad passion for four- legged creatures in general and horses in particuhir. As the years passed I made this increasingly apparent to my family. Finally, on my twelfth birthday grandfather presented me with one small horse. Whether this gift was made out of the kindness of his heart or from a more ulterior motive is a highly debatable question. However it happened, and certainly started a short but educational chain of events in my young life. The first link in this chain was forged by the arrival of the little beast. To my intense horror I discovered that I was not only to ride it but look after it as well. On this point the family was unanimous so there was nothing left for me to do but lug the brute off to supper and bed. It is hardly worth mentioning the fact that he ate like a street urchin and then had the crust to kick in the lower half of his stall before letting out the first snore. Completely exhausted I went to bed too. Early the next morning I arose full of ambition to begin on the riding end of the deal. Ah, foolish youth ! To this day I shudder when I recall the vision that rose to my eyes. Did I say rose. ' Came up and smacked me between them is more like the truth. The gate on the box stall was mashed into small size kindling, while the manger had completely disappeared. Horsey was a little farther off, daintly nibbling his way through a s ack of oats. Maybe food had pacified him somewhat, for as I approached he made a noise remarkably like a burp and went to sleep — on his feet, no less. Not being the timid type, I stealthily crept up on him with a saddle in one hand and a bridle in the other. By this time he had completely recovered from his snooze and was all ready to perform. True, I was not quite sure just where all the trapping was supposed to go; but what is a buckle more or less to a horse? Little did I know. Quietly he followed me out into the sunshine. Meekly he stood while I mounted. Limply he trotted around the field, and then something happened. I do not recall exactly what it was except that we had an early sunset that day, about three in the afternoon. Several days later I crawled feebly back to consciousness. As I hauled myself out of a pony-filled coma my thoughts were all with grandfather. ' Tis true I came from a line of long-lived relations but he will outlast all the rest of them, in my memory at least; and all because I wanted a horse. Liz Sinclair, XL THE WAY TO THE WILLOWS The way lo l.he willows .s In pass A running brook, A shady nook, Where tall trees grow in the grass. I have a home in the willotvs It ' s a long climb stretchiiig high, I have some leaves for a pilloti ' And I dream there, as I lie. — Myrna Brown, VII Page Forty-six (S)TOR(E)TURE OR IT PAYS TO SHOP AT . . . The street-car door slid open and I was spewed into the street along with the rest of a josthng crowd. I had come to the big city to buy my spring wardrobe and here I was on the very threshold of the largest department store of which Toronto boasts. The entrance I found to be fitted with revolving doors. Now I had had very little practice in manipulating this type of portal, but since I was of an adventurous nature I decided to risk it. I waited until there was a lull in the number of customers entermg and the spinning was a bit slower, then stepped boldly into a passing com- partment. Slowly I began to push around, safely I reached the other side and was just about to step out when the wing behind me caught me smartly on the heels and sent me catapulting around and out again into the street. A bit dazed by this turn of events, I looked back through the glass and saw a stout man lumbering quickly away from the revolving menace. My Scottish blood boiled — Be beaten by a door and a fat man? — No I I would not. More warily this time I made another attempt; I kept one eye over my shoulder to make sure I would not be surprised again from behind. This was my undoing. A crowd of howling urchins playing tag just inside launched themselves on the door, reversed its swing and sent me tumbling, backward this time, and with even less dignity onto the sidewalk. My temper simmered down and I felt defeat creep into my bones. I slunk to a side entrance which possessed conventional doors. Oh dear I this was a mistake — Men ' s lingerie, or whatever men call lingerie. I fixed my eyes on a clock on the opposite wall, set my face in what I prayerfully hoped was a nonchalant gaze and marched forward. When I lowered my eyes I found myself at the chocolate counter. Here was something I could understand, something I could literally get my teeth into. " Two pounds assorted " I said to the girl in white. She gave me a withering glance, then, altering her face to an expression of business- like brusqueness, " Take a number and wait your turn, " she snapped. I noticed that the lady first in line held number seven, while the first number on the remaining pack was seventy-seven. The line-up seemed endless. I decided I wasn ' t hungry anyway. For that matter I didn ' t even want to buy anything. I could spend the rest of the day in Toronto at a movie, and buy my spring wardrobe at Mable Appleby ' s dress shop on Main St. in my home town of Sleepy-on-the-Lake. — Peggy Grant, XII THE DULLNESS OF MODERN LIVING Through a happy chance, king Henry VIII, who always had a great amount of curiosity, is permitted by the powers, to speak to his descendant, George VI, who rules a limited monarchy in 1948. George receives Henry in his private sitting room. " Comfortable place you have! Your chairs, however, seem very small. Dear Catherine — my last Catherine, you know, always said I was, ah, er, gaining a few pounds or so. " " Yes, it is rather nice, " said George VI with a twinkle in his eye, for he was determined to carry through this interview with kingly familiarity and politeness. " Uncle Henry may I call you uncle?, tell me about yourself. " " No! " " But — — " ' - " No! " (this last was a shout) " I didn ' t come here to be questioned, I came to question you. You tell me about yourself; suppose you start with your family. " Page Forty-seven ' Well, there ' s my wife, Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon. " " Elizabeth — the name of my youngest girl. A regular Tudor, she was, regardless of what they said. Now, though — of course you ' ve heard of Anne Boleyn — she was a lying cheat. After all the trouble I went to having our names engraved on the ardies! H. and A. Ha! Ha! That was what the people said. But I soon married again. Well, go on nephew. " " I have a daughter Elizabeth too, and one called Margaret-Rose. " George was still trying. " Margaret Rose, eh. ' I had a sister Margaret, they called her the Tudor Rose. She married the man of her choice — strong minded like me. " " Elizabeth has just been married. " " Congratulations, that ' s more than my Elizabeth ever did! How did you manage it. ' " " He is a distant cousin; used to be Prince Philip of Greece. He — — " " Philip! Pah! Bah! My daughter married Philip of Spain — a heretic, the no- good " " Now, now. Uncle Henry, calm yourself. " (Poor George trying again). " All right, I will. Tell me about your wives. Are they good looking? " Henry leaned forward eagerly. " I have only one. " " One! Is something the matter with you? How can you enjoy life with only one wife? " Henry ' s apoplexy was nearing the popping point. ' You don ' t know what your are missing, I tell you. One wife, Huh! " Henry VIII cast a regal glance around the comfortable sitting room. He drew himself up, taking care to arrange all his many chins, now quivering with exasperation and rage. " You are no good. No wonder Parliament tells you what to do! No wonder you have the new Socialism! This is too much for me. I never thought my country would come to this. Good day! " And he vanished, leaving George to wonder. — Barbara Shapiro, XII MYSELF AND ME Myself and Me are two very average humans, in fact, I, who am the third person consider them slightly below average. They are females and true to type dislike work of all kinds, particularly that kind done in school. They discovered this dislike early in life, to their great discomfort, and in spite of all efforts have been quite unsuccessful in evading it. Myself and Me started to kindergarten at the tender age of seven years. With the help of their parents and teachers who wished only to get rid of them, they man- aged to skip a few grades and struggle on to grade eight. Here they were told by some cruel trickster that high school was all play and no work. Cheered on by these false words, they graduated from public school with honours. At the end of their first year in High school, they had become bitterly aware that High school was not — quite all play and no work. Nevertheless they bravely plodded on until fo urth form and Junior Matriculation was reached. For Myself and Me this was a great event, why, this was their second last year of school and " Work " . This was almost the end of subjects they had never heard of, and teachers that thought homework was good for the constitution. But alas for poor Myself and Me, they had quite forgotten that after High school, there is still University. Mazo McCormack, XIII. Page Forty-eight SEARCHING FOR PROGRAMMES ON THE RADIO Searching for programmes on the radio is what takes the joy out of life, my life. It is a major calamity for me when I have nothing to do but listen to the radio. First I find out what time it is, then I rack my brain trying to remember a good programme that is on at that time and what station it is on. When that fails, I look at the newspaper. Then comes the nerve-racking work of trying to draw clues from the names, as, for example " George ' s Wife ' s Other Uncle " . When I finally decide on the pro- gramme I ' m going to listen to, I start the very worst problem, that of trying to locate the station. I look at the list to see what number X-Y-Z is and then look at the dial to find the number which corresponds. There is none. I have no doubt that when they put the numbers on the radio dial they take the original number, write it down backwards, take a couple of numbers off the end and jumble them up and sprinkle freely. Finally I resort to twiddling the? knobs, listening to the stations as I turn, till I find the right one, but of course by that time it ' s nearly over. What does all this complicated process lead to, you may ask. Nothing. Yet radio is often referred to as one of those " modern conveniences " . All I can say is that I am looking forward to the day when we get a television set and can judge our programmes by appearances. Alaine Lishman, IX. Page Forty-nine Alumnae MARRIAGES Watson — Opslaele — On September 4, 1947, in Guatemala City, C.A., Pilly. daugh- ter of Carlos Barillas F. and Luz Mombiela de Barillas, to Mr. Cecil Watson, son of Mrs. J. H. C. Watson, of Boston, Mass. Sully — Saunders — On September 27, 1947, in Goderich, Ontario, Gail Elizabeth, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. W. Frank Saunders, to Mr. Bruce Allenby Betliune Sully. Potter — Hon St 0)1 — On June 21, 19-47, in Belleville, Ontario, Margaret Venarcl, daughter of Mrs. F. E. Houston, to Mr. John Harold Potter. Jamieson — Hold croft — On April 28, 1948, in Toronto, Ontario, Betty Margaret, daughter of Dr. D. J. Holdcroft, to Mr. William Duncan Jamieson. Pugh — Harper — On May 28, 1948, in Waterloo, Ontario, Grace Elizabeth (Bette), daughter of Mr. and Mrs. George Harper, to Mr. William Hughson Pugh. Wadson — Montgomery-Moore — On June 10, 1948, in Pembroke, Bermuda, Judith Cecilia, daughter of Major and Mrs. Cecil Montgomery-Moore, to Mr. Thomas John Wadson. Johnson — Skntezky — On June 26, 1948, in Westmount, Quebec, Louise Martina, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Hanns Skutezky, to Mr. Gerald Michael Francis Johnson. ENGAGEMENTS Miss Ruth Bernice Janes, to Mr. John Edgar Keough, Norwich, Ontario. Miss Corinne A. Bedore, daughter of Mrs. Delorme Bedore, Arnprior, Ontario, to Mr. John James Green, Toronto, Ontario. Page Fifty Page Fifty-one Alexander, Joanna Col. Mrs. P. N. Alexander. 47 Dunloe Rd.. Toronto, Ont. Allen. Dawn Mr. Mrs. Lester Allen. Curling. Newfoundland. Allin. Ruth Mr. W. C. Allin, 262 Kinjf St. E.. Oshawa. Ont. Bailey. Blanche Mr. Mrs. Wake.field Bailey, Kirkfield. Ont. Barnes. Anne Mr. Mrs. R. E. Barnes, Cobours. Ont. Batty, Charlotte 245 Yonye St. W., Midland, Ont. Beecher, Marjorie Mr. S. H. Beecher. .5769 Cote St. Luc Rd., Hamp.stead, P.Q. Bell, Barbara Dr. Mrs. J. A. M. Bell. 103 Church St.. Fredricton. N.B. Boake, Nancy Mr. Mrs. V. E. Boake. R.R. J2, Weston, Ont. Booth. Joy Mrs. K. J. Booth. 664 Lakeshore Ave., H anhin ' s Pt., Toronto. Bowater, Ruth Mrs. A. Bowater. 8!) Charles St. E.. Toronto, Ont. Boyd. Beverley Dr. Mrs. V. E. Boyd, Espanola. Ont. Braden. Janey Dr. Mrs. L. R. Braden, 171 CarlinR Ave., Ottawa. Out. Brebbei, Roberta ' .Mr. Mrs. R. ( ' ,. Brebber, Mount Forest, Ont. Brent. Shirley Mr. Mrs. W. H. Brent, 1:5 Old Mill Terrace. Toroiitu. Ont. Brine. Margaret Ann Mr. Mrs, C. A. Brine, it701-lllth St.. Edmonton. Alta. Britnell, Florence Mr. Mrs. Robert ' . Britnell, R.R. 1(2. West Hill. Out. Brook. Phyllis Mrs. Thos. Brook, Apt. 204. 64 St. Clair Ave. W.. Toronto. Black, Joan Mr, Mis. G. L. McGee, Orono, Ont. Budd, Gloria Mr, Mrs. E. G. Budd, 100 Brunswick St.. Stratford, Ont. Carnwith. Joan Mr. Mrs. J. F. Carnwith. .3,50 King St. E.. Oshawa. Ont. ChalykofT. Neda Mr. Mrs. T Chalykolf. Hearst. Ont. Chamberlain. Margaret Mr. Mrs. W. G. Chamberlain, 17 Mill St.. Athens, Ont. Cohen, Claire Mr. Mis. Saul Cohen. !10 St. Catherine Rd., Outremont, P.Q. Cook. Rosemary Mr. Mrs. K. F. Cook. 356 Albert St. Kingston, Ont. Cooper, Margaret Mr. Mrs. W. M. Cooper, 2 Cooper Ave , Sudbuiy. Ont. Cormie, Helen Mr. Mrs. George M. Cormie, 11118-90th Ave., Edmonton, Alta, Cowie. Heat ier Mr, Mrs. R. W. Cowie, 383 Castlefleld Ave., Toronto, Ont. Dalton, Shirley Mr. Mrs. T. Dalton. 48 Rowanwood Ave.. Toionto, Ont. Davidson. Elizabeth Mr. B. G ' . Davidson, 1117 St. Catherine St. W., Montreal, P.Q. Davidson. Margot Mr. B. G ' . Davidson, 1117 St. Catherine St. W., Montreal, P.Q. Deacon. Joyce Mr. Mrs. R. Deacon, 23 McNaiin Ave.. Toronto. Ont. Deller. Jane Mr. Mrs. Geo. Deller. 2651 Blooi ' St. W.. Apt. 111. Toronto. Deller. Marleno Mr. Mrs. Geo. Deller. 2651 Bloor St. W.. Apt. Ill, Toronto. Doelle. Jane Mr. Mrs. A. S. Doelle, 717 Eglinton Ave. W., Toronto, Ont. Donaldson. Rita Ar. Mis. Alex Donaldson, 14 McCormick St , Welland, Ont. Dubin. Sandra Mr. M. D. Dubin. Cochrane, Ont, Duch, Lydia Mr. Manuel Duch. 13 Ave. N.. $20. San Salvador, Central America. Duncombe, Anne Mr. Mrs. Gurth. Duncombe . Box 92, Nassau N.P., Bahamas. Edwards. Jean Mr. Mrs. J. K. Edwaids. Sherbrooke. P.Q. Esplen, Betty Mr. Mrs. J. M. Esplen. 52 Baby Point Rd.. Toronto, Ont. Evans. Marion Mr. Mrs. C. H. Evans, Apartado lOSl Lima, Peru. Farr, Margaret Mr. Mrs. J. W. Fan, Claremont, Ont. Faulkner, Isabella Mr. Mrs. Gordon Faulkner, 50 Victoria St., Mimico, Ont. Ferguson. Joan Mr. Mrs. H. B. Ferguson, 26 MeCready St.. Biockville, Ont. Findlay. Dorothy Mr. Mrs. H. F. Findlay, 106 Wembley Rd., Toronto, Ont. Fisher, Betty Jane Mr. Mrs. T. H. Fisher, Geraldton, Ont. Fluet. Estelle Mrs. Maiguerite Fluet, 362 Deloraine Ave.. Toronto, Ont. Fianklin, Monica Mrs. D. R. Franklin. 219 Sky Block. Timmins. Ont. Gill, Norma Mr. Mrs. H. E. Gill, 3542 Marcil Ave.. Montreal, P.Q. Grant. Peggy .Mr. Mrs. J. L. G ' rant, 264 London Rd.. Sarnia, Ont, Grant, Sandra Mr, Mis. H. W. Grant, 11 Peter St. N., Orillia, Ont. Greenfield, Joan Mr. Mrs. P. E. Greenfield, Bowmanville. Ont. Greer, Marjorie Mr. Mrs. L. J. Greer, Wellington, Ont. Grierson. Barbara Mr. Mrs. H. A. Grierson. 188 Second Ave., Ottawa, Ont, Griffith. Gwenna Mr. Mrs. E. T. Griffith. 118 Norman St.. Stratford, Ont. Hamilton, Gertrude Dr. Mrs. J. B. Hamilton. Doaktown, N.B. Hamilton, G ' vvynne Mrs. W. D. Hamilton. Box 123, Iroquois, Ont. Hawkins. Beverley Mrs. E. Hawkins. Alton. Ont. Hazelton. Carmen Mr. Mrs. L. C. Hazelton, 37 Prospect St., Westmount, P.Q. Hildied, Evelyn Mrs. Dorothy N. Hildred, Oiangeville, Ont. Hogan, Patricia Mr. Mrs. G ' . W. Hogan, 142 MacLean Ave., Toronto, Ont. Howe. Betty Ann Mr. Mrs. O. F. Howe, 426 Hamilton Ave., Ottawa, Ont. Hyatt, Norma Mrs. Grace Hyatt, 91 Hazelton Ave., Toronto, Ont. Ingimundson, Elaine Mr, Mrs. I. C. Ingimundson, 38 Parkway Or., Welland, Ont, Jaques, Marilyn Mr. Mrs. J. P. Harris, 92 Queen St., Port Dalhousie, Ont. Kerbel, Sharon Mr. Mrs. J. Kerbel, 15 Rosemary Lane, Toronto, Ont. Kett, Joyce Mr. Mis. L. R. Kett. 698 Colborne St., Brantford, Ont. King. Marilyn Mr. Mrs. S. C. King, 7 Mark St., Aurora, Ont. King, Virginia Mr. Norman King. Apartado Aerea 3439, Bogota, Colombia, .S.A. Kokotow, Mr. Mrs. A. Kokotow, Kiikland Lake, Ont, Krakowsky, Anne Mr. Mrs. Clement Krakowsky. Box 183. Georgetown, Br. Guiana. Lambert, Pauline Mr. Mrs. A. G. Lambert, 71 Shotwell St., Welland, Ont. Langdon, Shirley Mr. Mrs. J. B. Langdon, 16 Russell St. E.. Lindsay, Ont. Lander, Barbaia Ann Mr ' . Mrs. J. B. Lander, 63 Indian Rd., Toionto, Ont. Lester. Winsome Mr. Mrs. C. E, Les-ter, 427 Huron Ave., Ottawa, Lipson, Barbara Mr. Mrs. Alex Lipson, Picton, Ont. Mainprize, Joan Mr. L. Mainprize, Mt. Albeit, Ont. Marchant, Betty Mr. Mrs. V. Marchant, Sehombeig, Ont. Page Fifty- two Marshall. Marjorie Mr. Mrs. O. J. Marshall. 10 Hillhurst Blvd.. Toronto. Ont. Mawer. Patricia Mr. Mrs. A. L. Mawer. 5 Victoria St.. Dundas. Ont. Medina. Lucila Mrs. Sofia de Medina. Carrera l.T 2 -42, BoRota. Colombia. S.A. Meekin. Sylvia Mr. Mrs. D. P. Meekinst. .54!) Main St. E., Hamilton, Ont. Mesa. Jady de Mr. Mrs. S. de Mesa. P.O. Box 2fl44, Havana, Cuba. Meyers. Joyce Mr. Mrs. E. J. Meyer. Val d ' Or, P,Q. Mitchell, Hazel Mr. Mrs. .James I. Mitchell. Apartado 986. Lima, Peru. Murray. Elizabeth Mrs. S. Murray. 91 Brunswick St.. Stratford, Ont. Mutch. Joan M. Mrs. C. Mutch. 24 St. Hilda ' s Ave.. Toronto, Ont. Muttart. Mildred Mr. Mrs. M. D. Muttart. 12219 Ja.siier Ave.. Edmonton, Alta. McAlpine. Alice-Mary Mr. Mrs. Fred Sarsent, 46.1 Woodbine Ave.. Toronto, Ont. McCabe. Valerie Mrs. Jeanne McCabe. Whitby. Ont. McCartney, Helen Mr. Mrs. J. McCartney, 3.!6 Arthur St.. Oshawa. Ont. McCormick. Diana Mrs. C. W. McCormack. Renfrew, Ont. McCormack. Mazo Mrs. C. McCormack. 27. ' !2 Dewdney Ave.. Victoria. B.C. McLaughlin. Wendy Mr. Mrs. R. R. 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