Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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EDWARDSBURG CROWN BRAND CORN SYRUP The Great Energy Food One of the famous products of The CANADA STARCH COMPANY Limited [8] CONTENTS PAGE His Majesty the King 12 Trafalgar, The Story of the School ------ 15 Editorial 26 Literary .......... 29 Trafalgar Travellers 44 HiSTOiREs Francaises 54 Quebec Musical Festival 59 Junior Juniors 62 Juniors ----------- 66 Girl Guides and Brownies - - - - - - - 71 School Chronicle --------- 73 Matriculation Class - - ------ 75 Sports ----------- 86 House 98 Old Girls 10- School Directory --------- 108 m MAGAZINE STAFF Editor Sub-Editor Secretary-Treasurer Faith Lyman Jane Seely Jean Taylor EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE Athletic Representative --------- Peggy Tyndale Art Representative ---------- Margery Simpson House Representative - - - - Nancy Nicol Adviser to Magazine Staff - - - Miss Bryan CLASS REPRESENTATIVES Matriculation II. Form Va. Form Vb. Form IVa. Form IVb. Dorothy Staniforth Nancy Gillmor Peggy Ross Helen Greenfield Margaret Stevens Form IIIa. Form IIIb. Form Upper II. Form II. Form Upper I. Constance Cordell Judith O ' Halloran Joyce Macario Charlotte Scrimger Mary Fergie FORM OFFICERS Form Matriculation I. Matriculation II. Form Va. Form Vb. Form IVa. Form IVb. Form IIIa. Form IIIb. Form Upper II. Form II. Form Upper I. President Faith Lyman Alison Smart Anne Dodd Anne O ' Halloran Jane Elliot Marilyn Mechin Lyn Berens Grace Wurtele Barbara Smith Dorothy Turville Dagmar Johnson Vice-President Jane Seely Mary Mackay AiLSA Campbell Peggy MacMillan Margaret Hunter Marie Oliver Jean Donnelly Isabella Wurtele June Fairweather Charlotte Scrimger Harriet Anderson [11] THE CORONATION Blow out, ye trumpets, through the city ' s din. This day a new King mounts his royal throne, And George of England comes into his own. A goodly heritage for any man; God grant his righteous battles he will win And guard his people wisely, as he can. Ring out, ye bells ! Rejoice, a worthier king Mounts the rejected throne; who with his wife Will make the world respect Kings as of yore. Within his empire let no war or strife Distract his people; let them live their life In peace and plenty, praying more and more, God save our King ! let nothing him dismay. May he grow in grace and power every day. Rosemary Kerr, Form IVb. [13] Donald Ross IBBZ THE STORY OF THE SCHOOL MR. DONALD ROSS, the Founder of the School, who was horn in Ross-shire, Scotland, in 1811, came to Montreal, at the age of fifteen, to enter the husiness of his uncle, a prosperous dry-goods merchant in the City. He joined St. Gahriel ' s Church, under the ministry of Rev. John Bethune, and thereafter became a memher of St. Paul ' s Presbyterian Church, where Rev. Dr. Edward Black was the Minister. He married his cousin, Jane Ross, whose large estate was entailed, and while her husband enjoyed its use during his lifetime, on his death, as they had no children, it reverted to her heirs. He owned a fine property, " Viewmount " , at the top of Cote des Neiges Road, looking towards the Mountain. The original grey stone house still stands: 4005 Cote des Neiges. Many old residents of the City will remember the Trafalgar Tower, now in ruins, which stood not very far from Mr. Ross ' old home, on a height overlooking what are now Trafalgar and Belvedere Avenues. It was built by Mr. Gillespie in 1805, to com- memorate the Victory of Trafalgar, on the property owned by Mr. John Ogilvy, which, from that time was called the " Trafalgar Property " . It was Gothic in form, with a crenulated top, on which was placed a small cannon, which, for some years was fired on October 21st, the anniversary of the battle. M. Georges de Boucherville, writing in 1835, told the story of the Tower in his book " Le Repertoire National ou Recueil de Litterature Nationale Canadienne. " Those who visited the Tower in those early days, when the citizens of Montreal lived down near the River, told weird stories of strange sounds being heard there, but sensible people attributed the sounds to the volcanic nature of the rock, which, in some way, produced an echo. Mr. Albert Furniss, who bought the prop- erty in 1836, removed the cannon, re-modelled the Tower, and changed the shape of the roof. Mr. Furniss had beautiful buildings on his estate, all designed by Mr. Frank Wills, the English architect, who designed Christ Church Cathedral. His own house, and the fine carriage house, which was altered to make a private residence, still remain, 3021 and 3015 Trafalgar Avenue, but his private Chapel has been demolished. The pla?e was then considered so far out of town, and Cote des Neiges Hill was so steep, that " the postillions were obliged to change horses before ascending it. " In 1846 it was proposed, by some business men, to make a cemetery on this property. It was considered a suitable site: " the extreme beauty of the view, the natural terraces, and the winding path, which led to the Tower, peering from the summit of the Mountain, all combined to render the spot peculiarly adapted for such a purpose. Such a cemetery would be a source of attraction, usefulness and celebrity to the Metropolis of Canada. " There were two dwellings on the land, one to be used as a Chapel, the other to be occupied by the Superin- tendent, who, as well as the gardener, would be " in constant attendance to ensure order and decorum. " However the project was abandoned. The Trafalgar property, on the south-eastern slope, of what is now called the Westmount Mountain, and traversed by Westmount Boulevard, changed hands fre- [15] quently. Mr. Donald Ross, whose home was directly opposite, purchased eight acres of it, at Sheriff ' s Sale, as a site for a Girls ' School, which he had long wanted to found, in memory of his mother, intending to call it " Ross Institute " , but when he acquired the ' Trafalgar Property " for that purpose, he changed the name to " Trafalgar Institute " . In 1934 the Governors of the School thought it advisable to change the name once more, and it is now known as " The Trafalgar School for Girls. " In 1871 Mr. Ross procured the incorporation of " The Trafalgar Institute " by Act of Provincial Legislature. " The Cor- poration consisted of the following gentlemen, Mr. Donald Ross and such successors as may be appointed by the Board of Trustees of St. Paul ' s Church: Very Rev. W. Snodgrass D.D., Principal of Queen ' s College, Kingston, and his successors in office: Ven. William Leach L.L.D., Archdeacon of Montreal, and his successors in office: (Sir) J. William Dawson L.L.D., Principal of McGill College, and his successors in office: Rev. John Jenkins D.D., Minister of St. Paul ' s Church and his successors: Rev. Gavin Lang of St. Andrew ' s Church of Scotland, and his successors; Rev. Donald Ross B.D., Chatham, Que. Alexander Mitchell, and such successors as may be appointed by the Kirk Session of St. Andrew ' s Church and Alexander Macpherson, and such successors as may be appointed by the Kirk Session of St. Paul ' s Church. " Mr. Ross died in 1877. His will, after making provision for legacies and annuities, left the residue of his Estate to " The Trafalgar Institute. " The purpose of the bequest [16] was, " the education of young women of the middle and higher ranks of society, with special emphasis on religious and moral training, as part of the Curriculum, " or, as he expressed it " to qualify young persbns for discharging in the best manner, such duties as ordinarily devolve upon the female sex. " He foresaw the trend of modern education, when he provided Scholarships, which would enable certain girls to attend the Institute. It was his wish that, among those to profit by this arrangement, should be daughters of the Protestant Clergy, especially those of Presbyterian Ministers. He bequeathed to the Trustees, for the use of the School, a Telescope, a Microscope, Globes, Maps, etc.. Busts, in marble of himself and his wife, and oil paintings of Mrs. Ross and her sister. It was his wish that the Ross family motto, " Spem successus alit " should be the motto of the School. He made suggestions as to the number of teachers to be engaged, subjects to be taught, outside Examiners for the June Examinations, and annual " Ross Lectures " on Literary or Scientific subjects. He allowed the Trustees a great deal of latitude, and though, during the course of fifty years, many changes have been neces- sary, the spirit of the Will has been closely followed. In 1881 the Trafalgar Property was placed under the care of Mr. Nairn " the accom- plished gardener, for nearly twenty years at ' Viewmount ' , and the Executors transferred to this property a " collection of plants which formerly adorned the ' Viewmount ' green- houses, placed under sufficient glass for the use of the Institute. " In 1890, this property, with its greenhouses, was rented by the Trustees of Trafalgar to McGill University, to be used as Botanical Gardens. The lease was for seven years at a rental of $200 per annum, with right of renewal, and this lease was extended to 1901, when the property was sold. Mr. George Copeland was the gardener, employed at $35 a month, with a house, and privileges in the gardens. Mr. Copeland is remembered today by many McGill grad- uates. Dr. Carrie Derick, then Demonstrator, afterwards Professor of Botany at McGill, recalls trips to those Gardens. She took a group of young women, and Professor Penhallow a group of young men, to the Mountain, by separate paths, in search of rare specimens of wild flowers; eventually the two groups met in the Botanical Gardens for further study. I remember, with pleasure, between 1896-1901, taking parties of Trafalgar School girls, up Cote des Neiges Hill, to the Gardens to enjoy the beauty of the grounds, and the fine view. The provisions of Mr. Ross ' Will were such, that it would be many years before the stipulated amount of money for the erection of the School could be realized, and there seemed little prospect of the Institute being opened for a long time. However, when Rev. Dr. James Barclay came to Montreal in 1883, as Minister of St. Paul ' s Presbyterian Church, he enlisted the goodwill of Sir Donald Smith (Lord Strathcona) who donated $30,000; with this, and a legacy of $16,000 from Miss Ann Scott, added to Mr. Ross ' bequest, it was possible to make a beginning. Mr. Ross had intended that the School should be built on the Trafalgar property, opposite his old home " Viewmount " (which on his death passed to his wife ' s sisters) but, as the deed of donation of Sir Donald Smith stipulated that the School should be built within the then city limits of Montreal. [17] a fine residential property was bought on Simpson St. in 1887, and the Residential and Day School opened in its present quarters, in the Autumn of that year, under the direction of Miss WooUan, Acting Principal, until the arrival of the appointed Principal, Miss Grace Fairley, M.A. of Edinburgh, who assumed her duties in January, 1888. The mem- bers of the original Staff were: — Miss WooUan, Acting Principal: Miss Blanche Smith: Miss Labatt, Lady Housekeeper: Miss Harriette McDonnell, Drawing: Mr. A. J. Eaton M.A., Ph.D., Temporary Lecturer in Classics: Mr. Charles Geddes, Vocal Music: Miss Marguerite Sym, Music: Dr. A. A. Browne, Visiting Physician. Many old pupils will remember Miss Sym, who remained in the service of the School till her death in 1931, thus completing a period of 44 years. The early history of this old house is very interesting. Through the kindness of the Archivist of Montreal, we have learned that the land on which it was built, was originally part of a large farm, owned by two Frenchmen, Hertel de Rouville and Boucher de Boucherville. They sold a portion of it to Alexander McKenzie, whose heirs sold their portion, or part of it, in 1845, to Sir George Simpson, of the Hudson Bay Company; hence the name Simpson Street. He held it for a short time, and in 1848 it was pur- chased by Adjutant General Wetherall, who built the house, calling it " Chalderton Lodge " a small replica of his old Lome in England, which still stands, and bears the same name. The grounds surrounding the house, which comprised four acres, with coach house, stables and kitchen gardens, extended to Redpath St. with a driveway running from Simpson St. to Redpath St. Filbert trees and shrubs were imported from England for the gardens. The property was bought in 1850 by Mr. Philip Holland, who lived there till his death. In 1864 it was sold to Mr. Henry Thomas, who occupied it till 1878. After his death the property again changed hands, Mr. Alexander Mitchell being the next owner. The grounds on the Redpath St. side were then sold for building lots, and the [18] property reduced to its present size. In the early days the families in the district, drew their water from a small private reservoir on the Mountain. Drain pipes were not laid on Simpson St. for many years, when solid rock had to be blasted for the purpose. " Chalderton Lodge " was always a centre for entertaining. In Mr. Mitchell ' s time, a stage was erected in the Library, for private theatricals, and 125 guests sat in the Drawing Room; dancing followed later in the evening. The rooms are large and lofty, and well adapted for entertaining. The entrance hall, staircase and Drawing Rooms are very fine, and the whole house is quaint and attractive. This fine old property was sold to the Trustees by Mr. Mitchell in 1887, for $30,000, and has been the home of the School ever since. Under the wise guidance of Rev. Dr. Barclay, and the able Principalship of Miss Fairley, the School was a success from the first. When it opened, all Class Rooms, Dormi- tories, and Living Rooms were in the original house. In 1890 the new east wing provided an upper and a lower Dormitory, and a Dining Room and Music Room on the ground floor. These two rooms were thrown into one in 1922, making the present large Dining Room, where as many as eighty are often accommodated at the midday meal. At that time there was neither a Gymnasium nor a Studio, but Gymnastics under Miss Barnjum, and Art classes under the direction of Miss Harriette McDonnell, who served the School for twenty years, and is the only living member of the original Staff, were conducted in the large outdoor building which had formerly been used as a Coach House. There was a large platform, with a piano, where girls practised, and .where they often danced, or had Fancy Dress " Balls " as they called them, on Saturday evenings. To the left of the long passage which led to this hall, was the Conservatory, which supplied flowers for the house and garden. In the early years of the School, girls under fourteen years of age were not admitted, but in 1890 preparatory classes were started for younger children. In this year, also, outside examiners set and marked the final Examination papers in June. This practice continued till the pupils took the McGill Matriculation Examinations in 1909, a step which was followed by the affiliation of the School with McGill, two years later. In 1895 " the affairs of the Institute were, by authority of the Supreme Court, placed under the care of Mr. A. F. Riddell, who had been Secretary-Treasurer of the Trust since 1879. " He continued to act as Secretary-Treasurer till 1929, and then served as a Governor till his death in 1932. The growth and prosperity of the School are in a great measure due to his faithful service and sound judgment. Mr. Riddell ' s father and Mr. Donald Ross were close friends, and they often discussed with Sir William Dawson, the arrangements for the establishment of this School. My long connection with the School began in 1896, and I often think of the garden as it was then. There were no prepared Tennis Courts, but, on fine days, nets were placed on the upper part of the lawn, and the girls played on two courts, and seemed to enjoy their games, in spite of the sloping ground. There were many lovely trees: — a beautiful elm, on the Redpath St. side, with a rustic seat beneath it; a fine copper beech on the Simpson St. side, and a large walnut tree just opposite the front door, with a catalpa [19] tree close by. Winter storms and frosts of many years played havoc with those trees, and alas! they are no more. At the foot of the garden were raspberry bushes, and quantities of petunias and geraniums, and there were circular plots on the lawn where pansies and asters grew in profusion. These have been replaced by fine Tennis Courts, and a Skating Rink, which give much pleasure to the girls in Summer and Winter. The house, too, was always full of flowers. The first pupil to enter the School in 1887, writing for the School Magazine, which was started in 1918, said, " I shall not forget the quantities of flowers that were in the house; they added something that we were not conscious of, but which remains an impression after many years. " In 1902 the new Day School was built, amid much rejoicing, for the old building was overcrowded, and the Class Rooms were needed for other purposes. Many extra rooms, — Staff Rooms, Class Rooms and Cloak-rooms were thus made available, and we were particularly proud of the Assembly Hall, for until that time June Closings and Entertainments had to be held in the Dining Room and Music Room. The Assembly Hall was used for many purposes; girls gathered there for Morning Prayers as they do today. It was also used for " Ross Lectures " , Gymnastic Classes and Singing Classes. There, too, the girls had their little dances. Fancy Dress " Balls " and Plays. One large Class Room was retained in the original house, where the resident pupils studied in the evenings, wrote letters, etc. In 1906 a Studio was built, containing two rooms, an upper and a lower Studio, and in 1911 the new Greenhouse was built. In 1913 Miss Fairley retired, after acting as Principal for twenty-six years. Her removal from Montreal to her home in Edinburgh, was a great loss to the community, as well as to the School, for her scholarship and sterling qualities were well known. When she retired, as she refused to accept a personal gift, her old pupils established a Scholarship, which was called " The Trafalgar Scholarship " , as she did not wish her name to appear; but, after her death February 1st 1932, those at the head of affairs, decided to link her name with that of the School, and now, the " Grace Fairley Trafalgar Scholarship " is awarded annually to the pupil of Trafalgar, who obtains the highest percentage in the McGill University Matriculation Examinations. Miss Charlotte Hardy, an English lady, became the Principal, and it was during her regime that the new addition to the School House was built. It had been felt for some time that more accommodation was needed, but Miss Fairley felt that it was only right to leave the planning of the extension to the new Principal. This building provided many extra Class Rooms, a Laboratory, and two Studios, — the old Studio having been demolished to make room for the new building. A resident Gymnastic teacher was appointed, and Gymnastic Demonstrations and Basketball Matches have given much pleasure ever since. In 1915 Miss Hardy returned to England to be married. Her suc- cessor was Miss Windsor, who remained for two years, and in 1917 Miss Janet L. Gum- ming, L.L.A., St. Andrew ' s, Scotland, was appointed Principal, and has served the School with conspicuous ability for twenty years. In 1928 the School Library was opened. This was largely due to the initiative of the members of the Matriculation Class, who raised a fund of over $200 to provide books. The result was, that when School re-opened in September, the girls found a very com- [20] fortable room, with built-in bookshelves easy chairs, and good reading lamps, making a very restful place to consult reference books, as well as to enjoy good reading. Chairmen of the Board of Governors: — Rev. Dr. Jenkins 1883: Rev. Dr. Barclay 1884-1917: Sir William Peterson 1915-1917, (acting for Dr. Barclay) Mr. Sergeant Steams 1917-1918: Rev. Dr. George Duncan 1918-1924: Sir Arthur Currie 1924-1926: Rev. Dr. George Donald since 1926. A special tribute should be paid to the memory of the late Rev. Dr. Barclay, who was Chairman of the Board of Governors for so many years. He served on many other Boards of Education, and was an outstanding figure in the life of Montreal, but Trafalgar was his special charge. He took a keen interest in all the activities of the School, as well as in the educational side of the work, and spared no pains to further its interests, in every possible way. He had a kindly manner and loved young people, and when he left Montreal to return to his home in Scotland, his loss was keenly felt by young and old His name will always be associated with that of the School. Dr. Donald, though a very busy man, gives much of his time to the School. He is always ready to address the girls on all special occasions. His appearance is hailed with joy by the pupils, for they feel that he is genuinely interested in them, and he always ' has an interesting story to point the moral of the lesson he wishes to teach them. Though it is more than half a century since Mr. Donald Ross made provision for the establishment of " The Trafalgar Institute " , the charm of the old house and garden is still felt: the Conservatory, on which he set his heart, still supplies flowers for the house and the garden, and his plans for the religious education of the pupils are still being carried out. He hoped that a Chapel could be built, containing an organ, where Trafalgar Grandmother and Granddaughter [21] Morning Prayers, and Sunday Services might be held. This hope of his has yet to be realized ! The Assembly Hall, with a piano, supplies a suitable place for Morning Prayers; and since 1888, sittings for the resident pupils have been retained in St. Paul ' s (now St. Andrew ' s and St. Paul ' s) Presbyterian Church, and in St. George ' s Anglican Church. Our girls have always taken high places in the McGill Matriculation Examinations, and at McGill as well, and many of the long procession of girls who have been trained in the School, and have gone out into the world, hold positions of influence and trust in various walks of life, — in Medicine, Law, Art, Literature, in Political life, in the Teach- ing Profession, in the Business World, and in the Home. Many daughters of old girls have been, and are still being taught in the Class Rooms, where their mothers sat at the desks, and granddaughters are already beginning to come into the School! Many of those old girls look back, with gratitude to the early training they received, and the high ideals that were set before them. Mr. Donald Ross, the Members of the original Corporation, Rev. Dr. Barclay Mr. Riddell, Miss Fairley and many more, who were closely associated with the early days of the School, have passed to higher service, but they have left a sacred trust to those on whose shoulders their mantles have fallen, and I am sure that they, and the present School Girls, who are trying to live up to the traditions of the School, pray, in the words of the old Hymn, " O God, to us may grace be given, to follow in their train. " Martha L. Brown. [22] THE LEGEND OF THE TRAFALGAR TOWER HIS Tower was built in 1805 to commemorate the Victory of Trafalgar. For many X years it was supposed to be haunted, as mysterious footsteps were frequently heard by those who visited it, to see the fine view. In one of the two volumes of " Canadiana " , edited by W. J. White, M.A., President of the Society for Historical Studies, and published by the " Gazette " in 1889-1890, and now kept under lock and key in the McGill Library, there is a record of a storv written by M. Georges de Boucherville, Avocat, in 1835, which tells of the murder of two lovers, by the lady ' s rejected suitor. The story runs in this wise: — A young man said to a friend, " Have you ever gone as far as the Priests ' Fort on the Mountain? If you have not, I warn you that when you go, you will have to pass through valleys, rough ground, and sombre thickets before you reach Cote des Neiges, and in the distance you will see a little grey Tower, peering from the summit of the Mountain. " One fine morning the friend took his gun, and followed by his dog, went for a day ' s stroll on the Mountain. A terrible storm came on when he reached the little Tower, so he and his dog took refuge there. Being weary, he lay down and slept, but when he felt a hand pass over his face, he awoke trembling and was still more terrified, when he saw blood-stains on the floor. He fled, regardless of the storm, and, followed by his dog. [23] wandered about till he reached a hut at the back of the Mountain, where a strange fierce-looking man stood, sharpening a blood-stained axe. After some conversation, he swore his visitor to secrecy, and produced an old manuscript, from which he read a chapter, entitled " Jealousy " . The scene opened in a Church, where Leocadie, the heroine of the story, was kneeling in prayer. A handsome young man entered, and seeing the beautiful girl, in her light dress and rose-coloured ribbons, immediately fell in love with her. She allowed him to court her for three months, without telling him that she was engaged to a young man who was away from the City. When her fiance was about to return, the aunt with whom Leocadie lived, on Cote des Neiges, told him of the engagement. In his final interview with the girl, he pointed to the sun, which was as red as fire, saying, " It is like blood that must flow. " The next chapter, entitled " Vengeance, " told of the fiance ' s return and their approaching marriage. One fine Sunday the engaged couple walked on the Mountain, and were about to enter the Tower, when the sun became blood-red, and the rejected lover, who had been in the Tower, watching for them, stabbed Leocadie, and then strangled her fiance. After reading so far, the strange man put his hand in his pocket and drew forth a Locket, and showed Leocadie ' s hair on one side, and, on the reverse side, the writing of Joseph, the fiance, who had given the locket to the girl, when they became engaged. Mr. Albert Furniss, when a young man, was shown two empty graves 150 ft. below the site of the Tower, and was told by a local raconteur that they were the graves where the murdered lovers were buried, but, as a Cemetery had been proposed on this property, some time before, they were probably test pits made to see if the ground would be suitable for the purpose. The little grey Tower is now in ruins, and, no doubt, the lovers are resting peacefully in their graves, and no longer haunt the spot. MIR TRAFALGAR GRANDCHILDREN NOW IN THE SCHOOL Front Row (Left to Right) : Ann Soper, Elise Macklaier, Joan Macklaier, Daintry Chisholni, Natalie Chisholm, Sally Pitfield, Harriet Anderson. Second Row: Margaret Fisher, Charlotte Robertson, Peggy Muir, Marian Reward, Peggy Elder. Third Row: Maude Fox, Mavis Paton, Faith Lyman, Elvira Holden. Fourth Row: Betty Eraser, Mary Holden, Joan Redpath. Top Row: Mary Morris, Jane Seely, Marjorie Robinson, Mary Le Mercier, Joan Robertson. [25] THIS year has been a most important one for the whole world. Indeed no one can deny that the rapid changes and the conflicting ideas in the governments of the world, have made it an outstanding period in history. In our school, though of little importance to the outside world but of great importance to us, this year marks the fiftieth anniversary of Trafalgar. We are proud of our school, its reputation and tradi- tions, and what it means to us. In our daily routine our day is often pleasantly brightened by a lecturer speaking to us. On Trafalgar Day, we listened to Principal Morgan who told us how to adapt our- selves to community life. Community life, he said, consists of leaders and followers. Both parties must co-operate to attain the perfect community. Principal Morgan also told us that Jean Scrimger was elected President of her year at McGill. We all know that Jean will fill this position well, and we wish her and all the other old " Traf " girls, best of luck in their college life. One of the most interesting lectures this year was given by Miss Gullane who told us the history of many forms of poetry and singing. She gave us many beautiful ballads while we joined her in the choruses. In fact at the end of the lecture, new beauty in the melody of words was opened to us. Among other lecturers we welcomed back Miss Hazel, who again brought us a vivid picture of the condition of the Middle West. Miss Hicks and her Sewing Circle gave her a large contribution of clothes to be sent out to Western Canada. We were very proud of this gift, which was only possible through the work of Miss Hicks and the members of the Sewing Circle. [26] Our school this year has taken a new and keen interest in music. For this perhaps the Quebec Musical Festival is partly responsible. We extend our thanks to Mr. Chadwick and Miss Strawbridge for their patient coaching of the choir and school singing. Another remarkable lecture this year was one given by Miss Snowden. Miss Snowden gave us an unusual and clear picture of Elizabethan music. This too — no doubt, inspired us to exercise our vocal chords and revive the fervent interest in music of those long past days. Our anniversary year was brightened by a very wide-spread interest in sports. Of course no year is complete without the " Dem " and this year we feel especially indebted to Miss Parker ' s splendid work as she was handicapped by illness. We only hope that we did not quite exhaust her, and that we performed half as well as she taught. We are pleased to find that again we win both Basketball Cups. Neither team lost a game and we are grateful to the ardent enthusiasm which was shown by the excellent attendance at the matches. Miss Parker is again responsible for our good fortune and we are most grateful to her. This year for the first time, ski-ing has become a school sport. Through the kindness of the Penguin Ski Club we were able to have an Interscholastic Ski Meet, which was hailed with much enthusiasm, in spite of the very short notice we had, to make up a team. Fortunately " Traf " distinguished herself in the meet, and we won the First Team Cup. We sincerely hope that ski-ing will remain a school sport, for since it is Canada ' s most popular sport it will always be welcomed as a delightful recreation. The week-end of the Meet, the Boarders went up to St. Sauveur with Miss Scott and Miss Sargent. We welcome Miss Sargent as the only new mistress this year; already she has shown enthusiasm in school affairs. She took the place of Miss Lendrum, whom we were very sorry to see go. Although we are rather engrossed in our school interests, current events never fail to arouse our curiosity. Miss Ella Smith gave us a most interesting picture of Spain, as it is to-day. In addition she told us the story of the growth of communism in the world. This subject is by no means easy to understand, but now many of us can apperciate and take an intelligent interest in the affairs of Spain. We extend our congratulations to Hester Williams who won the Trafalgar Scholar- ship last year for leading the Province in the Matriculation, and also for winning the McGill University Scholarship. This scholarship is confined to Canadians under twenty years of age, and has a standard considerably higher than that of Junior Matriculation. Hester is with us again this year and is taking her Senior Matric. Best of luck Hester — we have high hopes ! This year being of special importance to us, we have endeavoured to make the magazine equal to the occasion. We are most grateful for the co-operation given by the school and staff for the " Mag. " We are especially grateful for the contributions given by some members of the staff and we feel they have done a great deal to improve the magazine. Miss Brown, a former teacher of the school was good enough to write the history of the school, and found all the necessary references to make this history com- plete. We wish to thank Miss Brown for this work, and feel that her contribution is most appropriate in our anniversary number. We wish that we could have accepted all [27] the generous contributions that we received. Those whose contributions are not printed, we ask to forgive us, and encourage them to try again. We congratulate the budding artists, poets, and authors for their work. We congratulate you all on your efforts — and hope you like the " Mag " . PREFECTS Head Prefect: Faith Lyman Jane Seely Janet Slack Marie Reiser Hester Williams Valerie Ker Alison Smart Peggy Tyndale Jean Taylor Margery Simpson THE GRIER CUP THE Grier Cup is given annually to the Senior Girl who has maintained the highest standard of conduct and shown the greatest dievotion to her work, and the best public spirit. In 1936 it was awarded to Jean Scrimger. [28] BRIDGES Cities that we have buih, you crown your harbours With flying steel, a heaven sweeping span — Bridges that gods might build to some Valhalla Beyond the life of man. City that built us, your dark surge of water Swirls close around stone arches, old and low; Your crown of circling wings sweeps high and watches The whole world come and go. THE AMERICAN LEGEND You have trumpeted your hustle from New England to the Old; You have advertised efficiency, your trade-mark " Time is Gold " ; All across the skies of Europe you have trailed flamboyant smoke And branded your progenitor a slow, unworldly moke. You admit that you are carnal — this world ' s treasure is your aim. Education is no object but a means to win the game. Rather proudly you inform us that your hands are slightly soiled. That you may wear a tuxedo, but are certainly hard-boiled! So the trusting European stands on Broadway, mystified. For without a moment ' s flurry he has crossed from side to side. And the people on the Avenue — are they all tourists too? They ' d surely walk much faster if they ' d any work to do. As he travels through the country every station concourse shows That it has to be palatial — for the people wait, in rows. And those busy, curt officials? he is quite relieved to find Them as helpful (and as chatty) as the ones he left behind. So in time he ' s crossed the continent, and, seated at the Bowl, Sees a further efflorescence of repressed romantic soul — For, admitting that plutocracy is trying to the eyes. You create new Stars in clusters to redecorate the skies. [29] You are fond of freakish stories, quite entranced by outward show. Firm believers in a future for the muddled world we know, You indulge ideals and sentiment, the passing whim and fad. But — like any healthy youngster — you believe you ' re bold and bad. Such unabashed hypocrisy! It surely would be wise To face the facts and cultivate truth when you advertise? If the goods aren ' t up to sample you ' ll have trouble soon or late You are hampered by tradition — Bring your posters up to date! Irene M. Scott, Second Form Mistress. THE AVENGERS Prize Story MADAME sat alone in her salon, her long, bony, amazingly claw-like fingers clasped tightly in her lap. Madame was a startling woman, her eyes, the most striking feature of her face, were an unusual green, wide open, almost as if in fear. Her face was white, corpse-like, and from it her staring eyes gleamed as those of a hunted animal. She sat quite stiff and upright in her chair, occasionally turning and passing her hand uncertainly over the outline of an unyielding yellow wax tulip. Her never changing glance was fixed on a large bronze door. Madame was blind, quite blind. The door opened and was closed again softly. Madame arose quickly and spoke, " Monsieur de Devre, he has come, Valois? " " He has come, Madame. " Valois ' voice was curiously soft and childlike. Madame spoke again, " The eleven await? " " They await, Madame. " Madame nodded, " You will take Monsieur de Devre to the council chamber. " Valois bowed, unnecessarily, and closed the door softly behind him. Madame, her sightless eyes gleaming, crossed the room, opened a narrow ivory door and passed through. The door led to the council chamber. As Madame entered, twelve men, seated at a table, rose. Madame bowed slightly, crossed to the remaining vacant chair, and sat down, her staring eyes wide open. Eleven men seated themvelves. The twelfth. Monsieur de Devre, remained standing, his handsome face set, his hands gripping his chair under the strain. Madame spoke, almost casually, but with a world of hate behind her voice, " You, Alexandre de Devre are a wise man. Twice before you ignored my command to be present at the meeting of the Organization of the Yellow Tulip, perhap you now realize that it is futile to disregard the commands of the society " . Madame ' s voice rose in excitement. " Alexandre de Devre, four years ago, in the Cafe de la Main Blanche in Paris, you pledged yourself to the service of the Yellow Tulip. You must fulfil your oath. The sole purpose of the society, you must understand, my young friend, is to crush, to [30] stamp out the life of Count Malieux, the lives of his wife, his children, his whole ac- cursed family. Nothing must stand in our way. " Madame paused, her eyes livid with hate and fury. A shudder passed through the young Monsieur de Devre. Madame continued. " I cannot rest while that Malieux family still live. You, Monsieur, swore to avenge the cruel death of your parents at the hands of Malieux, swore to crush the life of that whole family. Surely Monsieur is not to be prevented by the pretty face of Madeline Malieux, the devil ' s own daughter. Have you nothing to say? " Alexandre ' s face was pallid. " Madame, four years ago, I knew nothing of the purpose of the society. I was lured to the Cafe de la Main Blanche. I was tricked into my oath. Madame, in the face of the Organization of the Yellow Tulip I renounce that oath! I swear this, though, Madame, by all I hold sacred, Madeline Malieux is as good as she is beautiful. You cannot deny that. She has done no harm. She was twenty only yesterday. I cannot defend Malieux, but I do defend his child. Madame, I beg of you! " Madame frowned slightly as though thinking, " Twenty, yesterday, the letter, Madeline, " she murmured brokenly, as though an idea had suddenly taken root. She clapped her hands. Valois entered silently. " Valois, a letter came this morning. I did not read it. You have it? " Valois produced it. " Monsieur Dupont " said Madame, turning to a tall gentleman on her left. " You will read it to me. " " Madame; " Dupont bowed, tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter. " It is from the Convent of Notre Dame. " " Yes, yes, go on ! " said the woman in a curiously strained voice. " Madame Bourget, " read Monsieur Dupont, " In accordance with your wishes I write to you on this the twentieth birthday of your little sister, Madeline, whom you placed in my care eighteen years ago, upon the death of your parents. It was your wish that at the age of six, your sister be adopted by a noble family and brought up as their own child. I complied with that wish. Fourteen years ago, your sister, Madeline, was placed with the family of Count Malieux, where she is, I believe, happy and contented. In all sincerity, I am. Mother Ste Angelo. " For a moment there was dead silence. All eyes were focused upon Madame. She seemed paralysed, her breath came in short gasps. After what seemed an eternity, she rose, and stumbled towards the door. When she reached it she paused, a curious smile playing about her white, corpse-like face. When she spoke her voice was strained. " I was wrong, Messieurs. I, too, must forgive. In the face of the Organization of the Yellow Tulip, I renounce my oath and the achievement of my great ambition. " Madame passed through the narrow ivory door, a tired broken woman and behind her the heavy silken drapes swished ominously as they closed together. Anne Thom, Matriculation I. [31] THE LEGEND OF THE MYSTERIOUS COFFIN THERE is a legend which is said to have existed among the coloured people of the Southern States. As the negroes are very superstitious they believe that the legend really happened. It was a great many years before the Civil War, on a beautiful plantation in Virginia, which was called Princess Anne, where this story took place. It was a very sultry night, a heavy dew was falling and the negroes were singing outside their cabins. The songs they were singing were sad ones as their master had just died. The slaves liked their master as he was very kind, unlike most slave masters. The funeral was going to take place the following day and a few of the servants were keeping watch in the death chamber. The crickets were chirping and the dogs howling, when suddenly the air was rent by a piercing shriek which came from the direction of the death chamber. The singing ceased and the negroes became very fright- ened saying that ' de Lawd was gwine to punish dem fo ' der sins. ' Those who were keeping watch, rushed out of the house and one of the bravest told her story. It went like this: " Ah was kneelin ' by de coffin an ' prayin ' to de Lawd to receibe ma massa into hebben, when all o ' a sudden ma massa riz up out o ' his coffin an ' done spoke to me, ah was so skeered ah couldn ' t move so ah jest lissened. " " Eliza, " says ma massa, " what ' s you all prayin ' an ' lamentin ' fo, ah ain ' t dead ah ' s jest asleep, jest watch me get out o ' dis here coffin. " " An ' bless de Lawd he done get up, but ah was so skeered ah didn ' t wait to see wha ' he was gwine to do so ah jest rushed out o ' de room sa fas ' as me legs could run wi ' me " Eliza was so frightened that she collapsed and was carried to her cabin; meanwhile the young master who had heard all the noise came out and asked what it was all about. They told him and he just laughed and said that they were silly and superstitious and that everything was all right in the death chamber. The negroes then went back to their cabins muttering and saying that they knew something ' drefful was gwine to happen. ' Master John went back to his father ' s room and to his extreme horror the coffin and body had disappeared. He then consulted with his family and they decided to procure another coffin, put a weight in it and act as though nothing had happened and carry out all the former plans. The next morning the procession left the house, down the long drive which was bordered on both sides by crepe-myrtle, magnolia and pine trees. Finally it came to the church and when the ceremony was over they proceeded to the churchyard. Most of the darkies were afraid to go but some of the braver ones went. The coffin was lowered, the grave covered with ivy and the mock funeral was over. The Civil War came and Princess Anne was burned to the ground by the Union soldiers but the legend is still handed down and some of the original slaves say that on the anniversary of that night they would see a white figure gliding through the trees carrying a coffin. Although this is only a legend the superstitious negroes believe it is the truth and take great pleasure in telling it to their children, saying it really happened. Peggy Capps, Form IVa. [32] THESE I HAVE LOVED (with apologies to Rupert Brooke) Each one of us doth cherish in our inner hearts The love of many, many things both great and small. So many strange, yet lovely, sights and sounds That seem to influence our every thought. • {■ « v;- ■ «• These I have loved: white castle clouds That float across the sky and let my dreams Lodge safe within their noble marble halls. The rosy fingers of a young awakened day That shoot into my room and rouse me from My slothful slumbers: and blankets warm and fleecy That hold me close when I, perchance, would rise. So many, many other things that I do love. The silver tinkling of a glassy brook that flows O ' er stones and moss to join the roaring river: and all The merry trills of joyous birds on wing when they Return in Spring to make our Northern world so glad. The smell of boiling jam, fresh bread and other things. Falling snow on crisp, moon-lit nights when all the world Is sleeping ' neath a blanket of the purest white and Business folk crunch neath their tired feet the feathery flakes. The steady tick of clocks when all is still and I Alone remain awake; White apple blossoms: rainbows: Gold gilted paper that sends back a glow of warmth: and soft Leather that gently gives when pressed between my fingers: These I have loved: these change not thro ' the changing years. Allana Reid, Form IVb. JOSEPHINE (With apologies to A. A. Milne) Josie had a Latin Book with great big words in. She went among the schoolgirls and blipped them on the head On Wednesday and on Saturday, but mostly on the latter day. She called at all the classrooms and this is what she said: " I am Josephine, leader of the Latin class, I am Josephine, most intelligent! I am Josie pretty as a posy — Pueri Milites hodie ducent. " [33] Josie had a tennis raquet with great big strings on, A Slazenger of which she was particularly fond. On Tuesday and on Friday, just to make the court look tidy. She ' d collect the flying tennis balls and throw them in the pond. " I am Josephine, winner of the Tournament! I am Josephine, champion of all! I am Josie, pretty as a posy — Is there anyone else who has a tennis ball? " Josie woke one morning and couldn ' t find her Latin book. With her second raquet played, ' midst most derisive hoots. She had served a hundred aces when the court was full of faces. And the schoolgirls were all round her with ironical salutes. " You are Josephine? Is that so! You are Josephine? O dear, dear! You are Josie, pretty as a posy? Delighted, Jo, to meet you here! " Josie went a journey and found a lot of goldfish; They pulled her out and dried her and they blipped her on the head. They read her from a Latin book ' bout all the towns that Caesar took, They drilled her in deponent verbs and this is what they said: " You are Josephine — down you go! You are Josephine — don ' t you cry! You are Josie, pretty as a posy — So Josie, the posy, good-bye! " Josie struggled home again and chopped up her tennis raquet, Josie took her Latin book and threw it in the fire. She ' s quite a different person with no book to learn her Latin from. And she goes about the school as J. Barbara Dequire. " I am Josephine? Oh dear, no! I am Josephine? Who is she? I don ' t know any Latin, I am Barbara, Just plain Barbara, beginning with a " B " . Phyllis Allen, Form Vb. THE SINKING OF THE " LEINSTER " I HIS is a true story and the incident in it happened during the Great War to friends of my mother. I am telling it, as it was told to her, and as she told it to me many years afterwards. I have substituted fictitious names but that is the only change that I have made. Mr. and Mrs. Russell came on board the Leinster at Kingstown, Dublin at 7.50 A.M., on a brisk, cold day in early November. The Leinster was crowded, for as well as being a passenger boat she carried the mail and a large staff to deal with it. This morning she also carried a large number of soldiers returning from leave, nurses on their way back [34 ] to France and a miscellaneous crowd of passengers. The crossing promised to be a pleasant one because the weather was quite good, although there was a slightly choppy sea. Mrs. Russell had been a nurse in France; she had met her husband there, while nursing in a hospital. They had been married in Dublin and now they were going on their honeymoon which was to be spent in London. The Leinster departed at 8.30 A.M. Mr. Russell, who was not a very good sailor and was still in rather poor health from his wounds, complained that he was not feeling very well, and his wife suggested that he should go and lie down in his cabin. Amongst her wedding presents she had received a very beautiful fur coat, which she now put on as she intended to stay on deck. After seeing her husband lying down comfortably in his berth, she went up and started to walk briskly to and fro to keep warm. They were still in sight of land when suddenly a hissing sound was heard at the side of the ship, a dull thud followed and the noise of rushing water. At once there was a panic and the passengers pushed to the side of the boat with a cry of " We have been torpedoed " . Some of the officers went amongst the people speak- ing encouraging words and telling them that the boat was not badly damaged, but that it would be wiser to put on their life belts and get into the boats. Mrs. Russell refused to enter one, because she did not wish to leave her husband and was just turning to go down below, when to her? horror she heard a second explosion and the life boat full of women and children, which was being lowered into the water, received some of the impact and its unfortunate occupants were flung into the sea, many of them terribly injured. By this time a steward had brought her husband on deck, but once again a torpedo found its mark with a deadly effect. Pandemonium and chaos now reigned on board the Leinster, which was rapidly sinking. The three explosions had all occurred so quickly one after another that it was almost impossible to organize any rescue work. Many of the passengers were dead, or dying from injuries that they had received and during this terrible time Mrs. Russell was separated from her husband, and flung into the sea. Now her fur coat served a useful purpose, for she could not swim, but the air imprisoned beneath it kept her afloat until she was pulled into one of the life boats by a sailor. She now had time to look around at the awful scene that a short time ago had been a graceful ship on a sparkling blue sea. Clinging to the side of her boat was the captain, terribly injured and he sank before they could get him on board. All around there were life boats endeavouring to save whomever they could, but many of the victims were too injured to keep afloat till help came. She could not see her husband anywhere, which added to her great distress. In her boat were some children who had lost their parents and were in a sad state from grief and exposure. An irate colonel, who assumed charge of them all, used language that was both forcible and expressive. Several destroyers had hurried to the scene of the accident and were doing all they could to help. Within a few hours the shattered remnant of the people, who had gone so gaily on board that morning, was taken into Kingstown Harbour. Mrs. Russell as soon as she landed and had obtained some dry clothes went to the Royal Yacht Club to offer her services to assist in caring for the wounded, who had been [35] brought there. To her amazement and joy, one of the first people she saw ' was her husband, who had been slightly injured during the third explosion, but had been taken on board by one of the life boats, so they were united once more after their terrible experience and I do not think either of them will ever forget that tragic honeymoon journey. I may add that the fur coat has been preserved as an interesting relic, which went a long way towards saving its owner ' s life. Daphne Martin, Form Vb. YESTERDAY Though we may ever call for your return With longing in our hearts, like secret prayer; No one will ever know, no human learn Which path you took into the twilight there. For you are gone; ay you have travelled far; Upon the hillside and the open plain; Nor can they ever call you back again; Your road the milky way, your mount a star. You journeyed back, where Time alone doth reign. The dead leaves fall where now the grass lies worn The Sprite of Summer, for an eve reborn, Brings gentle winds to sing To-day ' s refrain. Upon your grave the soft warm breezes play. How soon you are forgotten. Yesterday! Peggy Ross, Form Vb. THE SONG OF TRAFALGAR (with apologies to Longfellow) We have lessons every morning. Every morning we do study To complete our education In our school the great Trafalgar. We work hard at mathematics In our classics do we labour; When our sojourn there is ended We are versed in many subjects. Time there also is expended In the training of athletics. Many gymnasts do we harbour In the shelter of our four walls. Many maidens of Diana, [36] Many nymphs of Terpsichore. There is one thing that is dreaded. There is one thing we have fear of In our later years of study When the end of school is sighted, And we feel our doom approaching. Coming nearer, ever nearer. It is called matriculation That great testing of all knowledge. When we prove that we have studied. When we demonstrate our learning And the soundness of our teaching For the honour of Trafalgar. Peggy Elder, Matriculation I. THE Wave on wave, surge on surge, Against the rocks it throws White spray Into the air, and then Recedes. Again to beat, again, again. And so for evermore Restlessly, Swirling back and forth Endlessly. SEA But then on sunny shores It laps the feet of children Paddling, Playing in soft foam. Happily. And from all ages past And ages still to come The Sea Will surge and surge For Evermore. Heather Campbell, Form IVa. IT HAPPENED IN ITALY AS the corner of my suitcase bumped into the back of my head, I looked anxiously at my luggage, piled in the rear of the car. There were eight pieces in all, including the four neat and sturdy suitcases, with which I had arrived in Upper Vietano about a month ago, and other possessions which I had acquired since then. There was a large cardboard box, which looked as if it might come apart any moment, tied up with a weak looking piece of string, and there were my two old andirons of carved Italian iron, which I had picked up at a great bargain the day before; they were now wrapped in old sacking and I could not possibly lift them. To cap the climax, in my lap I held a large wine bottle full of olive oil, a specialty of the region. " How in the world are we going to get them all on the train? " I asked anxiously. [37] " Don ' t worry. We will have no trouble — no trouble at all, " replied my companion confidently, as he carefully put out his half-smoked cigar, to be saved for a later occasion, as his custom was. " We will drive the car right up to the tracks. Everything will be on in no time. " " And be sure not to forget to warn them to flag the train, " I added. I had a feeling the Rome Express did not like to be flagged, especially at such a tiny village as Upper Vietano, and that it would be in a hurry to move on, just as it had been that dark and rainy night a month ago, when, after the station master had taken all my other bags, I had been forced from lack of time to throw one old suitcase and a paper parcel out of the compartment window. I had found the suitcase but I had never been able to find the bundle, but as it contained nothing valuable, it did not matter. I looked regretfully at the beautiful hills around me. I was sorry to be leaving them, for I had spent a lovely month here with Marian, an American schoolmate of my mother ' s, and Benedetto, her Italian husband. It was he who was now sitting beside me. I was startled out of these pleasant contemplations by him, for he was blowing the horn violently, and by the time we came to a stop before the closed barriers of the railroad, his hand was solidly pressed down upon it. I looked down at my watch in consternation. Surely the train was not so near ! Although my boat did not sail until the next week, I had no intention of missing that train. My fears were soon appeased, however, for we still had twenty minutes. Suddenly Benedetto threw his head out of the window, and started off in a flow of rapid Italian, which I had great difficulty in following. " Every time I come to this track, it is closed. Never is there a train. It is not to be stood any longer. I tell you those gates must go up, or you will have me, me, to deal with ! " By this time the station master had appeared on the platform, and his voice floated back reassuringly: " E? Calma, calma. " " Calma? " vociferated Benedetto. " There is not a minute to be lost. We must get through at once. Lo dico, io, lo dico. " " That fox Cavalcanti, he will pay for this, " he said finally, after a fierce discussion, turning to me, and he jumped out of his car, replacing his unlighted cigar in his mouth, and hurried towards the station. I followed him anxiously expecting an exciting fight, for I had seen it brewing. There had been a coolness between these two for a long time, and it had turned to open warfare about two weeks ago, on the day when the Italian government had decreed an extra tax of twenty centesimi for every gallon of gasoline. In Italy, gasoline costs eighty cents a gallon, it is sold by the quart, and it is literally unheard of for anyone to waste his money by buying more than four quarts at a time, the usual measure being two quarts. On this eventful day, Benedetto had inserted one gallon into his battered old car, and had produced the usual ten lire. " Ten lire, twenty centesimi! " the station master, who also owned the village garage, had insisted. A long and heated argument had ensued, and finally Benedetto had driven off, shouting: " You think I will pay twice as much for gas as it is worth? You think I am am [38] American? " He had never been persuaded to pay the extra money, and accordingly the enemies were no longer on speaking terms, or rather, when they met, they spoke only too much. When we had reached the station, it took a few minutes of inquiry to find out the true state of affairs. The barriers had been put down for the Florence train, which should have then been arriving. " However, they have just telephoned that it is an hour late. But the Rome train will be here in fifteen minutes and it is a great deal of work to raise them. As no one wants to get through, we will just leave them down. " " No one wants to get through? " cried Benedetto outraged. " The signorina here, she has to catch the Rome train. She is going to America tomorrow. She has twelve suitcases and many other packages. We must drive right up to the train. " The station master coolly suggested that, as there was still fifteen minutes there was plenty of time for Benedetto to carry as many suitcases as he wanted across the tracks, and then everyone would be happy. This was too much for my friend ' s hot temper, and he started: " But I tell you, la signorina American, her boat leaves to-night — " when suddenly the other man ' s face lighted up with pleasure, and the gleam of victory shone in his eye. He looked at Benedetto ' s half -smoked cigar and then his gaze travelled to a dusty sign above the door. " E vietato fumare! " he read sententiously. " Smoking? who ever heard that holding an unlighted cigar in one ' s mouth is smoking? That is a new idea. " The station master insisted that it was smoking. How did he know whether the cigar was lighted or not? For all he could see, it was as much smoking as anything was. It was his duty to enforce the laws of the railroad, and no one would stop him from doing it. By this time a large crowd had collected and it was rapidly growing. " A fight between Benedetto Sforza and Leonardo Cavalcanti! " That was the rumour that had spread like lightning through the little village of Upper Vietano. It had been in the air for a long time and now the great day had finally arrived. Several loafers, who had been lounging outside, had come in at once. The three village cabdrivers, who rarely had anything better to do, had arrived at the first call, and were taking an active interest in the proceedings, while their horses waited patiently outside; two or three storekeepers were there; and several farmers, who were driving through, expecting to have to wait a long time for the train, had come in to see what was going on. The question put before the assembly: " Is a man holding an unlighted cigar smoking? " seemed unanswerable, and the discussion was rapidly turning towards more personal matters. [39] " What can you expect from a man who does not pay his debts? Two weeks now he has owed me five lire, and he will not pay it. He refuses to pay it. " I could hear the station master ' s voice rise menacingly, and I noticed that the rightful twenty centesimi had suddenly increased to five lire. There was undoubtedly much to be said for him, he was the most important man in the village, and public opinion was swerving slightly towards his side. But Benedetto was far from beaten, and when the attention of the audience was turned to him, he began a mysterious story, which I listened to with horror. " Signor Cavalcanti talks about a few centesimi. He will get them. But I will tell you something. La signorina Americana arrives here alone, at night in the rain. I am here, but I cannot find her. But Signor Cavalcanti finds her. He takes her bags and she, not knowing him, does not watch him every minute. Then I find them. All the bags are there, but one precious parcel, which comes all the way from America, is missing. It is not on the train. Where is it? " He turned accusingly to the station master, and there was so much shouting, that no one listened to my feeble protestations. Benedetto ' s potent personality and lively imagination had won them all over, and matters looked black for the station master. Suddenly there was a whirring, and then a roar, and before I realized what was happening, the Rome Express had rushed past unflagged and was fast disappearing in the distance. Everyone had forgotten all about it. " Ha, Signor Sforza! " said the station master, glad to turn the attention away from himself. " Now we will put up the gates and you may go through. " Hester Williams, Senior Matriculation. CONCERNING A SEAL From the open mouth of the river. Swam the lost little baby seal. Past frozen-in village and hamlet. Seeking his simple meal. Turning his timid and gentle eye To the closing-in ice-edged shore. Sad-hearted and lonely for The herd he would see no more. Until high up on a mountain, A cross shining high in the air. Lit the dark sky, and the baby seal Sensed sanctuary there. Bravely he struggled onward. Till where a high bridge stood. He stayed awhile and became the pet. Of a friendly neighbourhood. [40] And children, with loving tender calls, And love in their hearts, would steal. As close as they could to the refuge Of the little lonely seal. And the seal was no longer lonely, But felt that his quest was done, And he trusted his human neighbours, As he played in the winter sun. O punish the cowards, the Sportsmen — ■ Who heard of the harmless seal. Who loaded their guns and shot him. Could they not pity feel? Had the quiet, little seal been a lion. Or a big, black, grizzly bear. We wonder if these brave hunters. Would have hunted so boldly there. Rosemary Kerr, Form IVb. AFTER WATCHING A SUNSET How puny are the works of man Beside the works of God, For are we not of God ourselves Of earth, of clay, of very dust. Made by the mighty Hand, The Hand that rules the world With gentle strength, yet With such force That seas do work His Will, That cities crumble ' neath His might And even time stands still? How can we ever hope To make a perfect thing. Can ever hope to rival God When we are all of Him? Heather Campbell, Form IVa. [41] A SIMPLE TALE She stood serene, A being inspired With lofty thoughts; And pensive mien. Her dulcet eyes, A limpid brown. With gentle gaze. The meadow viewed; Her dainty feet Caressed the turf. As she advanced With swaying grace. The time had come, For her to meet The handsome youth With carefree stride. Who now approached. And by her side He sate him down. Her lips did part; The tone so low Increased in pitch. And volume too. It was a moo That came from " Floss " , Our Jersey cow. Betty Brodie, Matriculation I. NOVEMBER November ' s moods are full of mystery That follow in the wake of Hallowe ' en, And hurrying clouds portending change of scene Are driven inland from the stormy sea; The sun withdraws its light reluctantly And darkness holds more sway o ' er His demesne The air betimes is chilled with frost and keen As winter closes round us stealthily. The lamps are lighted early in the street, [421 The home fires burn with warm and cheerful ray To welcome those who come with hurrying feet. And no desire to linger by the way. November storms remind us summer ' s past, And usher in the winter ' s frigid blast. Jane Harrison, Form Va. TO THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER To thee, brave hero of a rugged race. We bring the gift of praise too long delayed. Fearless soldiers such as thee have made God ' s country a firmer meeting place. These monuments of manhood strong and high Do more than forts or battle ships to keep Our dear-bought liberty. They fortify The hearts of men with valour wise and deep ; Oh ! what man can tell how much we owe thee Unknown soldier, courage such as thine Lives in our hearts and not just in a shrine. You were at strife, but now your soul is free. Stand here, grey stone and consecrate the sod Where rests this soldier known only to God! Elizabeth Anne Kendall, Form Va. TRAFALGAR 1887-1937 What changes thou hast seen down through the years. As thou hast sent thy children forth to find A wider world, with work for heart and mind — Armed still with courage to dispel our fears. With what great pride, and sometimes with what tears Hast thou beheld those worlds which we have made — And yet, however far our steps have strayed Thy call to service rings still in our ears. And so, amid all change, may ' st thou remain. Proclaiming those ideals our school-days knew Of love and service and of fortitude. Proclaiming them in accents ever true. So, bless thy children still, from age to age And make us worthy of our heritage. Muriel Bedford- J ones, Mistress of Form Upper H. [43] A VISIT TO SALZBURG AT this time of the year it is sometimes pleasant to imagine what we might do in the summer. I will tell you about an unexpected and lovely summer holiday spent last year in Austria. We left London at midday for Dover and Ostend, and passing through Belgium, reached the German frontier at 2 A.M. Here we all got out to explain where we were going and how much money we had, whilst a loud speaker on the platform welcomed us to Germany with dance music and rollicking German songs. Passing on we came down the Rhine valley, with castles and crags smiling in early morning light, like a fairy story. After this the day seemed rather long, and the countryside less interesting until in the afternoon we passed through the Bavarian mountains with villages nestling in little corners. It was Sunday afternoon, and at all stations we saw crowds of holiday makers in gay peasant dresses, enjoying the sunny day. At Munich we changed trains, and continued the last part of the journey into Austria, mountain panoramas continually unfolding before us and at last came to the historic city of Salzburg, lying on both sides of the river Salzach, with a mighty fortress towering on the hill above, and completely surrounded by majestic mountains, as far as the eye could see. This ancient city was founded about 700 A.D. on the site of an earlier Roman settle- ment, and became famous under the lordly Prince- Archbishops who ruled over the district in the 16th and 17th centuries, and were responsible for most of the beautiful buildings, fountains and art treasures now to be seen there. For about 100 years Salzburg [44] was an independent principality, before joining the Austrian Empire, and it is now one of the provinces of the republic. I was fortunate enough to visit Salzburg during the one sunny fortnight of a wet summer. Everyone was in a holiday mood for it was the time of the yearly musical festival, and visitors from all over the world were exploring the city and neighbourhood, and the Salzburgers were delighted to welcome us to their beautiful country. Our first climb was the Capuziner Berg to the north of Salzburg, past the little summer house in which Mozart composed the Magic Flute. It was a delight to find fragrant wild cyclamen growing all through the woods, with other mountain flowers and ferns, and from the mountain top there was a glorious view over the city with itb many domes and spires. In the afternoon we crossed the river, and explored the old city with narrow streets full of curious shops and a market place gay with stalls of flowers and fruit, climbing at last to the fortress of Hoher Salzburg, a landmark for miles, and almost a city in itself. This was the fortified palace of the Prince-Bishops, and contains banqueting rooms, dungeons, and torture chambers. There is also a tiny chapel with a pipe organ built in 1502, which is still played every day, and a watch tower from which you can survey the world. I had come to Salzburg to hear music, and in the evening set out once more. By now the river and bridges were sparkling with lights, palaces and fountains being flood lit for the occasion. Crowds of Salzburgers lined the streets to watch the visitors go to the Festspielhaus. Here on different evenings I heard Tristan and Isolde, and Fidelio, and one night went to an open air concert in honour of Mozart, given in the courtyard of one of the palaces. It was a lovely evening, and we sat with no light but the stars above us, and little shaded candles on the music desks of the musicians on the portico [45] at the far end of the courtyard. One night, having no ticket for the opera, I went to an open air Restaurant where they broadcast the performance. All the guests had apparently come for the same purposes as myself, and the waiters danced gaily about in time to the music, asking us all if we were enjoying ourselves. In the old city you may see the house in which Mozart was born and spent his childhood, his harpsichords, the first violin he played as a little boy, and notebooks of his musical compositions, all written before he was ten in beautiful writing, fine and clear. There is also a room showing the costumes and stage settings used for his operas from early times down to the present day, a very entertaining set of pictures. We saw a dramatic performance of " Everyman " on the steps of the Cathedral, beautifully acted in this wonderful setting, and had an all day expedition through the Salzkammergut Lake District, over high mountain passes, and beside a succession of lakes one more lovely than the last, amongst meadows purple with Autumn Crocus. The last week-end in Austria I spent at a little lake called St. Jacob, after an old tower at one end of the lake now converted into an inn. Here we passed our time mountain climbing and swimming, also admiring the feats of the Austrians who are natural athletes, very graceful, and as much at home in the water as on land. This was a happy ending to a joyful holi day, and I can but wish that many of you have the chance some day to visit this friendly and beautiful land. Nora Cam, Mistress of Form Vb. TRAVELLING WITH AN AUSTIN TEN ONE of the most delightful parts of England in which to tour, whether walking, on a bicycle, or in a bus or motor is the south west. The great advantage is of course its accessibility to London, and because of this we chose this region as our happy hunting ground last summer. We started off one fine morning in Eric Stanley, a little Austin Ten rented for the purpose. We had some slight trepidation as to whether he was strong enough to bear the strain of three people and three suitcases, but our fears were groundless for he bore up beautifully, and proved himself a trusted friend throughout the entire trip. Leaving the west end of London, we passed thr ough the newly built industrial area, which we soon left for the more beautiful country districts. We were lucky enough to find the may and the rhododendrons still in flower, and the hedges on both sides of the road were a mass of delicate mauve. Our first interesting stopping place was Winchester, a town far famed for its ancient cathedral. It is here that the bones of Canute, Ethelred the Unready, and several Saxon kings are kept. Whole volumes could be, and have been written about this cathedral alone but I must restrain myself now. From Winchester we drove south through the New Forest, the site of so many famous events in early history, and at length reached the south coast. We passed through several well known seaside resorts, such as Bournemouth and Weymouth, and continuing our route along the coast, eventually arrived at Dartmouth. This is a very interesting place historically, one reason among many others being that, contrary to the popular [46] belief it was really from here that the Mayflower sailed, having Plymouth as its second port of call. We also proceeded to Plymouth and saw the famous Hoe where Drake played his memorable game of Bowls. Leaving Plymouth we drove for some distance through one of the most beautiful parts of southern England. We had now crossed the border into Cornwall and the change was easily noticeable. The Cornish people are a race apart, and for the most part, at least in the smaller villages, look on the English as total strangers. The most picturesque and interesting little Cornish town we stopped at was Polperro. It is a fishing, and a one time smuggling village, built right on the side of the cliff. Its streets are so narrow that cars cannot pass through them, not even tiny Eric Stanley, and walking too is rather difficult on account of the steep ascent of all the streets. Unfortunately we could not go right to the tip of Cornwall, to the land of " The Pirates of Penzance " , but had to leave the coast and drive northwards. On the north coast of Cornwall we stopped at Tintagel, the town well known for its legend of King Arthur of the Round Table. We saw here the ruins of what is generally supposed to be King Arthur ' s castle, although there is some disagreement concerning their authenticity. From here we drove eastward until we entered Devonshire again. In this part of Devon the byroads are merely lanes, shut in overhead by latticed branches, and are so narrow that if two cars meet, which fortunately seems to be a rare occurrence, one of them is forced to stop and back up, until it reaches a form, or the lane widens. One of the most fascinating towns on the north coast of Devonshire is Clovelly. Its houses are clustered right on the hillside, and the narrow cobbled streets are so steep that they are built in the form of wide steps. The walk up from the harbour is very tiring so we decided to ride up on the donkeys ready for that purpose. These animals are so familiar with the road leading up the hillsides that they require very [47] little guiding, and as can be imagined it is very amusing to ' see everyone riding up the village street on them. It is in this part of Devonshire, near Lynmouth, that the original Doone farm, where Blackmore ' s Lorna lived, can still be seen. It is a quaint little farmhouse situated amongst the most beautiful surroundings that can be imagined, and it is not hard to realize how they inspired Blackmore to such heights. As we left Lynmouth and proceeded in the direction of Wells, the appearance of the country changed again. From this point on it was not quite so picturesque although still very beautiful. We paid a short visit to the cathedral in Wells, and drove through some of its interesting streets, where many of the houses are several hundreds of years old. From Wells we made our way to Bath, the famous Roman watering-place. An interest- ing feature of this city was its Regency houses, of the very sort that Jane Austen writes about in several of her books. Having left Bath we drove on in the general direction of London, and eventually reached Windsor. Luckily enough we arrived there just in time to see the changing of the castle guard, which, as can well be imagined, is both a colourful and interesting sight. Unfortunately our trip was now drawing to a close, for several hours later we reached the outskirts of London. Although in one way glad to be back here we wished that our motor trip could have been prolonged, and we voted unanimously that if possible, we would do it again some day. Peggy Elder, Form Matriculation I. THE VIMY PILGRIMAGE NOTHING in the history of Canada, in recent years at any rate, has stirred the people of this great Dominion as did the unveiling of the Canadian National Memorial on Vimy Ridge. July 25th those Canadians already in England left London on a special train. Reach- ing Dover we embarked on ferries which carried us over the channel to Calais. It was a lovely day, the first we had for a long time, a blue sky and the sea as calm as a millpond. Calais was reached at about five o ' clock and from here we set off by train for Amiens. By the time we reached our destination it was nine o ' clock. We were very hungry having had nothing to eat since one o ' clock that day. After having had a very good French supper we went to bed. The next morning we got up at six- thirty, had our breakfast and prepared for our bus drive to Vimy. The trip was very interesting for we passed through Albert and Arras, two towns very well known to those who had been fighting in that area. We saw several old houses which had been shelled and were still standing in ruins; many fields of grain where once there were trenches and dugouts, the lines of which were pointed out to us. We arrived at the Ridge at twelve o ' clock and everybody sat down and ate lunch which consisted for one and all of a loaf of bread, a piece of cheese, two hard boiled eggs, an apple, a packet of nuts — but nothing to crack them on — and a bottle of water. After we had finished we explored the trenches and dugouts, both German and Canadian, and walked partway through the two mile tunnel. [48] By two o ' clock the pilgrims were assembling on the side of the Ridge just below the monument. The ex-service men took their places directly below the monument and their relatives on the two sides. At two-thirty the King arrived and spent some time moving among the assembled pilgrims. He then returned to greet President Lebrun and they walked together to the platform overlooking the veiled figure symbolic of Canada. As they came to the base of the memorial the air directly overhead was suddenly thick with aeroplanes come to salute the memory of the Canadian dead. In recognition of the presence of the French President the King began his speech in French. Proceeding later in English, he said, recalling that the site of the memorial is a gift in perpetuity from France : " This glorious monument, crowning the hill of Vimy, is now, and for all time, a part of Canada. Though the mortal remains of Canada ' s sons lie far from home, yet here where we now stand in ancient Artois their immortal memory is hallowed, upon soil that is as surely Canada ' s as any one within her nine provinces. " After the King had unveiled the memorial President Lebrun delivered an address welcoming the King and Emperor of the great British Empire to France. The service over, the King and other high officials left and the pilgrims were allowed to go over the monument. They lingered in the vicinity of the memorial, walked slowly over the Ridge, sought to identify places which defied identification, conversed with newly encountered fellow pilgrims and watched the sun sinking below Notre Dame de Lorette. The buses, slow to return for their passengers were filled with hesitant pilgrims; but eventually Vimy Ridge reverted to its former tranquillity, and as night fell it was once more deserted, only the twin pylons rising silently into the darkness, twin Sentinels of Peace. Margaret Shore, Matriculation 1. IMPRESSIONS OF CZECHOSLOVAKIA AS the train drew away from the little border station, I looked out of the window with curiosity, realizing that we were at last in Czechoslovakia. My first feeling was a slight sense of disappointment, for the landscape was even flatter than that of the Germany we had just left, but this feeling was entirely dispelled as we drew near Prague, It was almost six o ' clock and the whole city was bathed in the glow of the setting sun. [49] which made the cathedral and the palace of the kings of Bohemia, which overlook the city from a height, stand out darkly and almost mysteriously against the sky. From this first sight of Prague it seemed like an answer to my dreams of what a city should be. The next morning I resolved to visit the cathedral, for I have a definite weakness for churches. It stands in a courtyard entirely surrounded by the royal palace. It is not very large, but the delicacy of its Gothic lines and its light, shining color are really indescribable. I was much surprised to find that inside, in a room covered with precious stones, amethyst, jade and turquoise, which are really dazzling, lies buried " Good King Wenceslas " , whom we sing about at Christmas. As a matter of fact, he is the patron saint of Czechoslovakia, and the handle of the door to which he clung when he was murdered in 929 A.D. by his brother is always proudly displayed. The palace or the Hrad, as the Czechs call it, is a rambling, square building which is very handsome, but its fascination lies in its past, for in it for centuries lived a line of kings as proud and ambitious as any in Europe. Indeed Mussolini says: " The master of Bohemia is the master of Europe, " but I do not know whether he was thinking of the Bohemian kings. Everyday in Prague discovered new objects of beauty and interest. Prague has been called " the city of spires " for on almost every block there is a church of some kind, and as it was for many years the capital of the Holy Roman Empire the palaces are innumer- able. Among the palaces are some of the finest examples of baroque architecture in the world, and we often stopped to admire some portal ornamented with statues and to peer into the pillared court-yard. One of my favorite sights was a 15th Century clock on the side of the city hall, from which, on the stroke of the hour, the twelve apostles appeared in a circle, smiling and bowing. Indeed the Czechs considered this such a desirable object, that they immediately put out the eyes of the inventor, so that he could not make another one for anybody else. But it is not only the buildings which make Prague so pleasant, it is the life itself of the city, with the crowded streets and fascinating shops, full of bright painted glassware and lovely Czech embroidery, and the restaurants, which are known as Kavarnas. We would always go to one of these for breakfast, for their specialty was coffee piled high with whipped cream, and the waiter would produce the " Saturday Evening Post " and the " Times " before we had spoken a word. How he knew we were English I never found out. After all too short a stay, we went on to Brno, the second largest city in the country, which has one big advantage over the capital. In Prague, although some understand German, a great preference is shown for Czech, a language impossible to describe. In Brno, however, German is understood everywhere, due to the fact that the city belonged to Austria for so many years. This is also proved by the great castle, the Spilberk, which overlooks the town. In its gruesome dungeons the most important political prisoners were kept during the regime of the Austrian Empire, especially the Italian revolutionaries, and as the guide led us through dreadful places, he spoke of the " gentle " Maria Theresa with a bitterness which is very understandable, and which explains the Czech hatred for the Germans. Apart from the Spilberk, Brno is a pleasant town wit h a beautiful [501 cathedral, whose one key, however, was lost while we were there; and a town hall made over from an old palace, which is the pride of the city. Brno ' s chief claim to fame, however, is the battlefield of Austerlitz, a few miles away in the little village of Slavkov. Although we made detailed enquiries, no one was able to tell us where the name Austerlitz came from. As we stood beside the column on the top of the hill, it almost seemed as if Napoleon would appear again and march over the peaceful green valley as he did on that peaceful day in 1805, when the Austrians thought that he was in the north of France. After leaving Brno, we went east into Slovakia, into wilder country, covered with mountains on whose steep sides it is not unusual to see ruined castles, where some proud chieftain once lived. Perhaps we had our pleasantest experience in Trencin, a little town lying at the foot of a steep hill, on which stands a majestic fortress half in ruins. Early one morning we climbed up to where in the eleventh century the " King of Slovakia " so haughtily ruled. As a matter of fact, he was not king of Slovakia at all, but a powerful robber who, according to all reports, acted as if he were a king. The whole place was deserted and we wandered along the crumbling walls and the deep grass- covered double moat, once so strong a protection, mounting finally up into the lofty tower which affords a magnificent view over the whole region. To cap the climax of our trip, we arrived in the little town of Piestany on the eve of a festival day. The next morning great crowds poured into the town from all direc- tions, dressed in their gala clothes. The magnificent costumes worn on this occasion come down from a past in which, oppressed by their Hungarian masters, the Slovaks turned to color and design as an outlet for their longing. I have never seen such gorgeous dresses. In general, a full plain skirt edged with deep lace was worn; over this was tied a wide wrap-around apron glowing with embroidery and lace. Then a bright blouse and bolero jacket with gold or silver lace or embroidery — on the head a cap or head-dress, often on the feet a pair of high polished leather boots. The men too were dressed in bright colors. We followed the procession all over the town turning from group to group as some new costume caught our eye. The one drawback was that the festival was being held in honor of a priest who was leader of the Fascist party in Slovakia. It was sad to think of Fascism gaining way in the one true democracy in Central Europe and I longed to cry out to these cheerful peasants: " Think of your unhappy past. Do not destroy the noble work done by Masaryk when he gave you liberty and democracy! " Hester Williams, Senior Matriculation. SCOTLAND WE landed in Scotland at Greenock and, after gazing for an hour at the railway station on the pier and at the inhabitants who were meeting the boat, we were allowed to go on shore and enter the train. After a twenty-minute wait we heard what sounded like a penny-whistle shrilling and with groans and expostulations the train lurched on its way towards Glasgow. [51] From Glasgow we went by motor through the Trossachs to Edinburgh and, thanks to our early start, we were into the hills before noon. The country was strange but as we approached the hills the landscape resembled the familiar Laurentians. We reached Loch Katrine in time for lunch which we ate picnic-fashion on the hill-side looking down on the lake. We had been there scarcely five minutes before we were surrounded by countless children, all blue-eyed and sandy-haired and incredibly dirty. They clamoured for money and food and pointed us out as prey to their mothers and sisters who sold post-cards and souvenirs by the pier-side. We escaped from the women but we crossed the hills carpeted with the purple flame of early heather pursued by these youthful Highlanders who remained with us until we departed in clouds of dust. In Edinburgh the morning after our arrival we visited the Castle shrouded in gentle Scottish rain. We seemed to learn anew there the whole history of Scotland but like our memories of Scottish history the memories of the Castle have grown confused. Indeed our most vivid memory wa s purely personal. We had visited St. Margaret ' s Chapel and viewed the cannons and were admiring the Palace and spelling out an inscription above a doorway when we were momentarily paralysed by a stamp on the flagstone behind us, sudden as a pistol-crack, re-echoing within the stone-walled court like the thunder of the Day of Doom. We wheeled around and as our hearts plopped back into place we perceived a gigantic and kilted Scotsman, bayonet on shoulder, glaring down at us with apparently murderous intent. We fell back a few paces and stood dumb and amazed. The sentry advanced and once more we heard the noisy tramp of his number eleven boots as he marked time before us. For a few moments we gazed numbly at him and then guiltily, confusedly slid out of his way. Once more his boot-heel shook the pave- ment stones and he resumed his march. We spent a happy twenty minutes watching other tourists stop him in the same way, be startled by that peace-shattering stamp and reduced to stammering apology by that silent, contemptuous glare. Accompanied by a persistent and penetrating drizzle of rain we investigated the wynds and closes which open off High Street and which make the Royal Mile one of the most interesting and picturesque streets in all the world. Entering these closes one steps back a century or so into an unfamiliar, ancient world. Over the doorways of the great houses are carved in stone the crests of the proudest of Scotland ' s nobles and of chieftains of royal blood who once thronged to the court of their sovereign. Now the ragged children playing on the steps and the filth and squalor of some of the courtyards remind one that the proud dwellings have become tenements. We reached Holyrood in a burst of sunlight which lasted ten minutes before the rain, descending again in torrents, drove us into the Palace. We were conducted through a dismal picture-gallery which the guide, with some pride assured us was the worst in the world. We visited Mary ' s rooms, crowded into the little supper-chamber from which Rizzio was dragged to die, stabbed, at the doorway. The story was retold to us and we climbed the narrow stairs by which the murderers had entered the room. Everywhere there were pictures of Mary and tales of her and indeed the palace seemed sad and ghost-frequented in the cold Scottish rain. The Scottish National War Memorial, which we visited next day, is so beautiful [52] and impressive that it cannot be satisfactorily described. A trip to Scotland would be well worth while if only to visit it. More than any other such building that I have ever seen, it is the expression of a nation ' s feeling and for this reason it at once subdues and exalts. It is difficult to view it dispassionately and analyse its peculiar power. It lies, I think in its perfect simplicity for it seems to be the concrete result not of an architect ' s plans but of a dream or inspiration, it is in such perfect harmony. In such a place war cannot seem glorious, one is too conscious of its terrible waste, nor quite ignoble, because of the grandeur reached by men ' s souls in the midst of it. Here are remembered men who, loving life, died far from home and whose names were forgotten save by a few until a nation built a shrine for them, saying, " Others there are unknown, their names are not forgotten but are written in the Book of God. " We left Edinburgh soon after and went to Roslyn Castle, a gloomy, crumbled stronghold of which two-thirds is below ground and hewn from solid rock. It is privately owned and is to let but as few people crave this subterranean existence and its dungeons are more grimly depressing than most, it has a deserted and unhappy air. We went on to Melrose Abbey where the Heart of Bruce is buried, no one knows where — nor seems to care — and to Dryburgh where Scott, deity of all this district, is buried and where poppies bloom about the soldier-grave of Haig. That evening we reached Carlisle on whose shoulders the history of nearly two thousand years rests lightly and left behind the beauty and the sorrow of Scotland in the noise of its busy streets. Margery E. Simpson, Matriculation I. [53] AU VOLEUR! UN petit chien sans race errait un jour dans les rues de Paris. II avait grand faim. Tout a coup, il vit une fenetre ouverte et sauta. II se trouva dans la salle a manger d ' une grande maison. Ne voyant personne, il renifla le plancher et entre dans la cuisine ou une domestique essuyait la vaisselle. En voyant ce petit animal devant elle, elle jeta un cri pergant, et laissa tomber I ' assiette. Tout de suite, la cuisine fut pleine de monde, chacun essay ant d ' attraper le petit coquin; mais celui-ci put decamper vite avec, entre ses dents, un gros morceau de viande qu ' il avait vole. Tout le monde se mit a le poursuivre. On telephona au poste de police et quelques moments apres, un gros gendarme se dirigea vers la maison pour emmener le voleur. II ne savait pas que la voleur etait un chien! Le petit chien se trouvait dans le jardin, et le jardinier le chassait avec son rateau. II sortit du jardin au moment meme ou I ' agent de police y entrait. II y eut une grande collision. L ' homme rit et lui donna une petite tape sur la tete, pendant que le chien devorait la viande. Le jardinier apparut, et I ' agent cacha le petit voleur dans son habit. Si le gendarme avait ete gras auparavant, il avait I ' air beaucoup plus gras maintenant! Le jardinier dit tristement que le voleur s ' etait deja echappe. Alors, I ' agent et le chien se dirigerent vers la gendarmerie. " Je t ' appellerai Pluton, " dit l ' homme. Le chien aboya et suivit son nouveau maitre qui 1 ' avait sauve des coups du mechant jardinier. Les agents de police aimerent Pluton et il est devenu leur mascotte. Et aujourd ' hui il les accompagne souvent quand ils font leurs rondes. lis lui donnent tant a manger, qu ' il n ' a jamais grand faim, et il est aussi gras que son maitre. Marion Francis, Form Va. [54] LE MAL DE TETE DE LA REINE IL y avail une fois un roi de Perse qui aimait beaucoup les raisins. Quand Fhiver fut arrive il voulut garder des raisins. II en mil dans des vases et ensuite il mit les vases dans la cave. Quand il alia voir les raisins il trouva qu ' ils etaient devenus aigres. Alors il les mit dans les bouteilles marquees " poison " . Un jour la reine avail un mal de lele el elle elait Ires malade. EUe elail si malade qu ' elle voulail mourir. Elle vil les bouleilles qui elaienl marquees " poison " sur une tablelle el elle bul de la liqueur. En peu de lemps elle elail endormie. Elle dormil longlemps el quand elle se reveilla, son mal de lele elail parli. Elle dil a lous ce qui s ' elail passe. Le roi goula le vin parce que le poison elail en effel du vin, el il I ' aima beaucoup. II mil en bouleilles encore des raisins e l ensuile il donna le vin a son peuple. El voila commenl nous avons le vin aujourd ' hui. Anne O ' Halloran, Form Vb. PAYSAGE Sur le chemin monlanl, je commence a errer. El je m ' arrele enfin pour pouvoir admirer La beaule de la scene qui devanl moi deroule Les splendeurs infinies admirees par les foules. Le soleil resplendil dans loule sa grandeur, El il luil brillammenl sur les bosquels en fleurs. La riviere s ' elend dans le creux des ravins, Le venl passe en sifFlanl dans la forel de pins. Aupres de la riviere, qui coule pres d ' ici. La brise esl claire el fraiche, el Fair esl loul rempli Des chanls des rossignols, el des colibris roses. Qui mellenl la gaile au coeur meme des choses. Audrey and Dorothy Hunter, Form Va. LES DEMEURES TR6S peu de gens comprennenl ce que leurs demeures signifienl pour eux, speciale- menl les enfanls qui pensenl a leur maison comme a un endroil pour y dormir, jouer el manger, ou leura parenls sonl prels a les aider el a les proleger. Si les maisons pouvaienl nous dire les joies de la famille, la Irislesse de la morl, la misere, la pauvrete, I ' amilie et le malheur, cela ferail une hisloire tres inleressanle. Pendant leur vie elles voient beaucoup, les rues de la cite, les pelouses verles, les bois ou les arbres parlenl tout bas et ou les fleurs, poussenl, heureuses a la pensee qu ' elles rendenl le monde plus beau par leur presence. Parmi ces maisons il y en a qui onl ele aimees el bien soignees par leurs proprietaires el il y en a qui deviennent vieilles, delabrees, malpropres sans la moindre affection des gens qui y habilent. En entrant dans une maison on peul en general juger le caractere des personnes qui y demeurent. Jean Donnelly, Form IIIa. [55] PERCY PERCY est un parapluie. II a un an. II est tres brun. II a un manche rond. Quelquefois, Percy est bon, mais ordinairement, il est tres mauvais. L ' autre jour il est alle voir " Maytime " , et il n ' a pas aime la voix de Nelson Eddy. II est reste tout le temps sur le plancher. Le chasseur a ete oblige de faire sortir les gens des sieges pour le chercher. Puis, au lieu d ' etre puni, il a ete amene chez Macy pour manger une glace. II voulait tomber sur le plancher quand on lui disait de se tenir debout. Percy est tres patient toujours. L ' autre jour le temps paraissait a la pluie et on I ' a fait sortir. II allait etre de service! Puis le soleil s ' est montre et le ciel s ' est eclairci: Percy a ete oblige de marcher ferme jusqu ' a midi. Mais il n ' a pas dit un mot, et il est retourne tranquillement sur son crochet, sous un manteau qui I ' etouffait presque. Percy rend aussi de bons services. II a rencontre une nouvelle amie, l ' autre jour, qui s ' appelle Mildred. C ' est un chapeau de Paques. Hier apres-midi, elle etait dans un grand danger, quand Percy est venu a son secours, et I ' a empechee d ' etre noyee. Presque tous ses exploits sont d ' empecher les gens de se noyer, mais une fois, il a attrape pour un petit gargon, une balle, qui etait dans un arbre haut. Oh ! Percy a beau- coup de defauts, mais malgre cela, je suis sure qu ' il manquerait a tout le monde, avec ses bonnes dispositions et ses bons services. Margaret Hunter, Form IVa. " LES FEMMES SAVANTES " Le vendredi 12 decembre a huit lieures du soir, I ' ecole se reunissait dans le Hall ou Mademoiselle Juge presentait " Les Femmes Savante s " de Moliere. Ce fut une soiree extremement interessante a plusieurs points de vue: — d ' abord la piece elle-meme, qui ridiculise si finement la pedanterie doublee d ' ignorance, et que les jeunes artistes avaient parfaitement comprise et encore mieux interpretee. II nous faut feliciter ici les eleves de la quatrieme pour leur jeu et leur diction tres claire. II y avait enfin les costumes — C ' etait, sur la scene, un chatoiement de soies et de velours de toutes coupeurs — des costumes faits sur mesure par Mademoiselle Juge elle-meme! Que de reconnaissance ne lui devons-nous pas! Qu ' elle nous permette done de lui exprimer, ici, notre admiration et notre gratitude. Un grand merci egalement aux artistes pour I ' excellente soiree qu ' elles nous ont fait passer. Marthe Dillon. [56] LE JOUEUR DE GOLF (Vu par une Frangaise) IL y en a deux especes: le Vieux et le Jeune. A quelques details pres, ils se ressemblent beaucoup. Et voici son portrait authentique, grave dans ma memoire pour Teternite. Une jaquette de sport bien coupee lui donne une belle carrure, mais une culotte trop large et trop longue gate toute Tharmonie de I ' ensemble. II a toujours I ' air d ' avoir les jambes trop courtes. Voulez-vous connaitre I ' emploi de sa journee? II se leve a sept heures, endosse le fameux uniforme, dejeune solidement et s ' en va apres avoir rapidement embrasse sa femme qu ' il a grondee si le petit dejeuner a ete en retard de cinq minutes. Arme de ses crosses et de ses balles il se dirige a grands pas vers la plaine ondulee ou il va se livrer a sa passion tou jours inassouvie. C ' est un endroit ravissant que la nature a forme avec amour. Des bouquets d ' arbres coupent les prairies; il y a des fleurs sauvages et charm antes dans les recoins; des montagnes bleues dentellent I ' horizon, on entend le bruit des cascades. C ' est un endroit pour rever, pour aimer, pour se laisser doucement vivre. Mais lui ne reve pas, n ' aime pas. II n ' entend ni ne voit rien que la petite balle dure et blanche sur laquelle il frappe obstinement jusqu ' a ce qu ' il I ' ait promenee de prairie en prairie, d ' obstacle en obstacle, de trou en trou jusqu ' au dix-huitieme qui est le but de tous ses efforts. Cela dure quelques heures; il ne parle guere, quelques jurons seulement si les coups sont malheureux. Enfin il rentre chez lui, fourbu et affame. II devore silencieusement, jet ant de temps en temps un coup d ' oeil rapide et attendri sur les coupes d ' argent qui ornent la salle a manger et temoignent de ses victoires passees. Pourtant ce n ' est pas a celles-la qu ' il pense, mais a la prochaine; a celle qu ' il va disputer avec acharnement a M. Smith, Brown ou Jones. Quand il est repu, un bon sommeil de deux heures le prepare a un nouveau combat. . . . Et il repart . . . C ' est en vain qu ' il pent avoir une femme charmante et de beaux enfants qu ' il aime, j ' en suis sure. [57] II rep art . . . Le soir, au diner, sa conversation n ' est pas brillante, mais cependant il parle — II raconte sa journee; les beaux coups qu ' il a reussis, ceux qu ' il a manques. II faut lui rendre cette justice; en general il n ' est pas content de lui-meme. C ' est un artiste, a sa faQon; un veritable artiste n ' est jamais satisfait. Apres diner, arme d ' une crosse, il vous montre la maniere de la tenir, de f rapper la balle; cela n ' est pas sans danger. S ' il est jeune et que sa passion ne I ' ait pas encore, rendu indifferent a tout charme feminin, il danse, mais bien souvent il ne change pas d ' uniforme. Sur les parquets brillants, il promene ses lourds souliers, il evolue lentement mais non sans une certaine grace, la grace d ' un animal puissant qui n ' a pas encore tout a fait oublie la foret vierge et la savane. N ' essayez pas de changer le sujet de la conversation; ce serait vain. Les Empires peuvent trembler sur leur base; la litterature peut produire un chef d ' oeuvre, la paix universelle peut regner, ou la guerre mondiale eclater — lui, joue au golf. W. JuGE, Mistress of Form IVa. [58] QUEBEC MUSICAL FESTIVAL APRIL, 1937, has seen the Province of Quebec ' s first real Musical Festival. For months beforehand many people were giving willing service in order to make the time a success and the week from April 5th-9th was one of great interest to many music-lovers. French and English speaking people of the Province took equal part in the Festival. The Programme was perhaps unique of its kind, being completely reversible; one side to the middle read in French and the other side repeated in English. The final concert proved what excellent choirs and soloists there are amongst the French-speaking population of Quebec. The Judges were not as alarming as their title leads one to suppose. They certainly played their parts as critics and judges very conscientiously, but they also became friends and advisors, and their remarks, full of good humour and understanding, made most entertaining interludes between the different entries. They worked fourteen hours a day, and as some one remarked on the last Friday night, " If they are as full of fun and good spirits as they are after a week of that, can you imagine what they were like when they arrived in Canada? " Dr. Staton, of Durham University, a well-known conductor and Judge of im- portant Musical Festivals, including the Welsh Eisteddfods, judged most of the Choral Singing. Mr. E. Thomas Salignac, formerly first tenor at the Opera Comique, Paris — judged the French Competitors. Mr. Arthur Benjamin, a well-known composer, Australian by birth and bi-lingual, judged the Instrumental and Original Compositions, Mr. G. de Warfaz — also bilingual — lecturer at the Institut Fran ais du Royaume Uni, London, England, was adjudicator for Dramatic Recital and Recitation Classes, and Mr. Dodds, whose name was not on the Programme, helped throughout with the judging. It was he who casually remarked one evening " A voice is a vehicle for a Song, and it is a very poor singer who makes the Song a vehicle for the voice. " Every day the entries began at 9 A.M. and judges were busy working, either separately or together, with their special groups. In the evening there were usually a number of choral groups and two or three of the best soloists from entries previously judged were called upon to perform again for a final decision to be made. Tuesday evening was perhaps, the most interesting of all when class 8 " Mixed Voice Choirs, to members of which English or French is not the Native Tongue " was judged. Choirs of Russians, Germans, Jews, Ukrainians and a choir from the Church of all Nations, some of them in Native Costume, sang their Native Songs. The keynote of a Musical Festival should be love of music and a mutual appreciation [59] of any beautiful rendering of music, no matter by whom. After all it doesn ' t much matter whether we get 72 or 74 marks so long as we enjoy listening to other people who do what we have been trying to do in a different and perhaps more interesting way — and what an opportunity for learning! It seemed wonderful that Country Chorals and Town Chorals; Church Choirs, Welsh Choirs, Bank Choirs; Protestants and Catholics, French and English; the Cripple School, Blind School, Private Schools, the Public and High Schools, — to mention only a few — could get together during one week and enjoy hearing each other sing. Friday morning was our day. Trafalgar School entered four choirs and we are now the proud possessors of two trophies. The Purcell Trophy was won by the Remove and Preparatory Forms, who were praised for their clear words and sweet high notes. The Cesar Franck Trophy was presented to the Junior Singing Class, Forms II, Upper II, Ilia and b. Unfortunately they had no school to compete against but they really deserved their trophy and did great credit to Mr. Chadwick ' s training and conducting. The Senior Singing Class and Form I were placed in the middle of their groups, and they are only too ready to salute the very good choirs who were placed above them. We do hope that Trafalgar ' s prowess in Singing is equal to the great size and weight of the two Trophies we have with us for a year. They are beautiful plaques mounted on very solid wood and are designed to last for many centuries. Trafalgar! see to it that you keep them! M. Strawbridge. Preparatory School Mistress [61] RABBITS AND CHICKS y NCE there was a Mother Hen and her chicks and she was sitting on her eggs and Reddy Fox was watching her. He said " When those chickens are out of the eggs I am going to eat them all up. " When Peter Rabbit heard this he went and told Mrs. Hen that she would have to go to the dear old Briar Patch or the chicks would be eaten up. Then she went to the dear old Briar Patch but Reddy Fox did not hear this because he was gone home. Then one day Reddy Fox ate up Mrs. Hen, then Peter Rabbit went to look for her but he could not find her, but he guessed that she had been eaten up so he went and told Mrs. Mary Rabbit and they went and sat on the eggs and when they got up they saw that they had Babies of Chicks and bunnies and they were so very, very, very happy and they took them to their home and that is the end of Rabbit and Chicken. Helen Ayer, Age 7 years. HIAWATHA lAWATHA was a little red Indian boy who was very clever. He didn ' t wear shoes, he wore moccasins. We sometimes have moccasins instead of bedroom slippers. The important people of the tribe wear feathers all around their heads. The common people wear just one feather on their heads. The Indians always wear necklaces and treasures. Hiawatha was a friend to all dumb animals. He learned all their languages. He also learned the language of every bird. He knew all the names of every bird and beast in all the forests and deserts. Mary Munroe, Age 8 years. [62] ORIGINAL COMPOSITIONS BY OUR JUNIOR MUSICIANS dUNNY HOP I HOP HOP! tlQP. EAS-TER BUN-NY HO! HOP i i GO i m HOP ' . HOP? Composed by Margaret Forsyth Age 8 years. LADY BIRD () LA-DV Q RO FLY A- l« Ay f o • J LA- OY QH 0 FLV A- WAV HONie Composed by Jean Dodds Age 8 years. [63] ADMIRAL NELSON ALONG time ago there was an Admiral called Admiral Nelson. Admiral Nelson was in a battle. This battle was called the battle of Trafalgar. On October 21st, 1805 the French and the Spanish commanded their countries to fight against England. On October 21st, 1805 the three countries all met together in their War ships. The Spanish and the French looked cruel, in their army suits. Everybody was excited to see who would win. When they started to fight Admiral Nelson was hit in the arm then he was hit in the heart. When he was dying he said these words, " England expects every man will do his duty " and " Trafalgar School expects every girl will do her duty " . Margaret Forsyth, Age 8 years. THE KING OF THE JUNGLE AND THE JUNGLE Scene I. — A jungle, the tigers and lions bow their heads to the king. Lions — O king what happened to you when the dwarf took you away to the field? Tigers — O king, why do you take the dwarf back to the jungle? King — He is going to make me an elephant king. (Enter Dwarf) Dwarf — I will now take you to my home to change you into an elephant king. Lions — O good, we were hoping that the dwarf was going to change you to an elephant king. Curtain. Scene II. — A lake, all the animals are cheering because the king is an elephant king. King — The dwarf said he would give us a fairy. Animals — O good. (Enter Fairy) Fairy — Hello everyone I am the fairy the king was talking about. Animals — Hello fairy, we are glad to meet you. King — Fairy, what are you going to do for us? Fairy — I am going to make the jungle pretty. King — How are you going to make the jungle pretty? Fairy — I am going to fly around the jungle and touch every tree. The tree will turn to gold. (She flies round the jungle). King — Now we will live happily. Curtain. Joan Bayer, Age 8 years 2 months. [64] THE PORCUPINE OF CRESTWOOD FOREST ONCE upon a time, long, long, ago there lived a King who had a daughter who was divinely beautiful except for one thing. She had freckles. Her name was Princess Diane but everybody called her freckles behind her back. One day her father sent messengers all over the world, proclaiming, " Every prince who would like to have my daughter for his Queen must come to my palace and compete for her; she is divinely beautiful " (not mentioning the freckles). At once all the Princes all over the world came to the palace to win the Princess but when they saw her they went home faster than they had come. " Freckles " , they all muttered. Poor Princess Diane was very downhearted because no one would marry her. At last she went to her dairy-maid whose name was Sara. Sara had a lily-white skin, but she was a witch in disguise and was exceedingly wicked. Sara told her to go into Crest- wood Forest and find a porcupine. When she had done this she was to take a quill from his back and rub her face with it. The next day she went to the forest and very soon came upon a porcupine, pulled a quill from its back and what do you think happened? It turned into a Prince. The Princess fell into a swoon. When she came to she was lying on a bed of leaves and bending over her was the Prince. " Who are you? " asked she. [66] " I am the son of King Andrew of Scotland and my name is Prince Charlie. A witch enchanted me, so, but for you I would still be a porcupine, " explained Prince Charlie. " What was the name of the witch and what did she look like? asked Princess Diane. " Her name was Sara and she had a beautiful complexion only that she was rather ugly. " " Why, that sounds like my dairy-maid who sent me here to get rid of my freckles, " blushed the Princess, " by the way, do you know how to get rid of freckles? " " If I kissed them they would go, " he answered. The Prince kissed her and lo! The freckles vanished. The two walked through the forest to the palace. The Prince said that Sara was the witch and she was put to death. The next day the wedding of Prince Charlie and Princess Diane was celebrated and they lived happily ever after. Janet Dixon, Form II. GOD THE CREATOR Blue is the ocean, Blue is the sky God is the creator Of you and I. Green grass is growing. All through the wood God is creator Of things that are good. The fishes are swimming. All in the sea God is creator. Of them and of me. People are singin g. With all of their might Thank God the creator. Who made us this night. Marie Norman, Form II. THE ADVENTURES OF A CENT I WAS made in a big pot of melted copper. The copper was put between two rollers like a wringer. It was rolled into a thin sheet. Then it was punched into disks. Th n we were all stamped with the King ' s head and were sent to the Bank of Montreal in a closely guarded car. [67] After I had lain in the bank for a while I heard a man ' s voice say, " I want seven dollars and sixty-three cents for my daughter ' s birthday present " . The teller got the money and, Oh, Joy! I was one of the cents. Now I would see the world. I was put in the man ' s pocket and jumbled about a good deal. When I was taken out I found myself in Birks ' store. " Would you like the watch I was saving for you, Mr. Dawson? " asked the salesman. " You are very clever at guessing, " laughed Mr. Dawson. " The price is fifteen dollars and seventy-seven cents, " said the salesman. " I had to get some money from the bank to com- plete the sum, but there it all is, " Mr. Dawson said. I was put in a cash register. Soon I was taken out to be given for change to a very well dressed woman with a poodle. When I was next taken out of her purse I was put into a Sunday School envelope among other cents. When the envelope was opened I was sent with some other money to some poor people who needed the money very badly for they were starving. As soon as I got to their house I was taken to a grocery store to buy a loaf of bread. I lay in the grocery store for a long time. Then I was taken out and given to a boy who was on an errand for his mother. On the way up the steps of his house he dropped me and I fell through a crack. He tried to get me but could not. How long I lay there I do not know but I know it was more than a hundred years. Then some workmen came to pull down the old house and build a modern one in its place. One of the workmen found me. " Look, " he said to his friends. " Here is a cent that is more than a hundred years old. I will take it to the museum and get some money for it " . So I was taken to a museum and was placed with a collection of old coins where I spent my days from then on in peace and happiness. Harriet Anderson, Form Upper I. WINNIE - THE - POOH WHEN I was in London several years ago we went to the Zoo to see a big brown bear who had been brought over to England by some Canadian soldiers as their mascot. This bear was called Winnie and Mr. Milne has written some poems and stories about her as Winnie-The-Pooh. It was in the winter and Winnie had been kept in a sort of den, but it was a warm winter so that Winnie was not hibernating. We went down a long passage and came to a door. The keeper undid the latch and said, " Winnie, do you want to come out " ? We heard a shuffle inside and she pulled the door open. Her keeper said she was very fond of treacle and he got a tin of it and gave it to me. Winnie took the tin and lapped it all up. Then the keeper asked if I would like to hug Winnie so I put my arms around her neck. I was not afraid to, because she was so gentle. [68] Soon the keeper thought that Winnie might be getting tired so he led her back into her den. He said that she was very friendly with people, especially children but she did not like other bears. That was why she was always kept alone. She was a very old bear then and now she is not alive. Drusilla Riley, Form Upper I. THE FAIRY One night when I was tucked in bed A fairy jumped upon my bed, She wore a very pretty gown. Of silk and satin green and brown. She was a very pretty sight With sparkling wings that shone at night, But then I shut my eyes again And found that she had turned to rain. Cynthia Wilkes, Form Lower I. THE LOST PUPPY The rain came down in torrents And darker grew the sky. When Dolly, at the window Saw a little dog go by. Its coat was wet and dirty. Its feet were cold and sore. It looked up at the little girl And stopped outside the door. She picked him up so gently. And bathed his aching feet. While he looked up at the little girl And licked her face so sweet. And when his feet were better. And his coat was soft and white, Dolly was glad within her heart That she took him in that night. Margot Hurd, Lower 1. [69] THE PIXIES The pixies are the sweetest things And often dance around in rings. In the woods they jump and play. You see them on an autumn day. Their suits are made of Lincoln green. And that is why they ' re seldom seen. They often go to balls at night And hurry home before daylight. Marian McMillan, Form Upper II. THE RAINBOW All the houses on Gloomy Street Are small ; just so ! But mine is large and comfortable I live on the rainbow ! All the houses on Gloomy Street Are dull; the ceilings are low But mine are bright and airy I live on the rainbow! All the houses on Gloomy Street Are faded; the walls are old, But mine are like the sunshine Mine are gold! Marjorie Byatt, Form Upper II. [70] EUIBES A T the beginning of this year we were very glad to have Miss Helen Ogilvie back again as our Captain. Unfortunately she was unable to continue after Christmas and so Miss Stevenson, our Lieutenant took charge for some time. We now have Mrs. Ross Macdonald as Acting-Captain. The Company is quite large this year, and we have a group of very keen Guides, many of whom are working hard to obtain their Second Class Badge. This year at Christmas, each patrol made and filled a large Christmas stocking for some poor families. A few of these stockings were delivered to the families by the Guides. The competition for the Honour Flag was held as usual at Kildonan Hall and we must congratulate the 4th Company on being winner. There is to be no Guide Rally for Montreal this year, but our district is going to have a small rally. We sent in a team of Guides to do ambulance work in the Fairlie Competition: however we did not succeed in winning. Captain has promised us a sightseeing trip to Ottawa shortly as a company and we are all eagerly looking forward to this event! Valerie Ker. [71] BROWNIE REPORT THE Brownie Pack started off very well in September with fourteen new Brownies raising the number of the Pack to twenty-three. With such a large group a helper was necessary and Marjorie Robinson acted very capably all year as Tawny Owl. At first it was hard teaching all the new ones their tests which they have to pass to be enrolled. As soon as these difficulties were overcome there was keen enthusiasm throughout the pack to continue their good work. This year second class badges were awarded to Margot Chambers, Natalie Chisholm, and Margaret Forsyth. The last two have now begun work on their first class. We were very sorry to lose Margot Chambers and Dian a Piers who have now joined with the Guide Company. In May the Brownies are going to have a picnic on the mountain. The one we had last year was a great success. This year the Elves have the best results both in work and in games and their sixer is Jean Dodds. It is hoped that next year the good work done this session will be continued and that there will be more new Brownies than ever before. Frances Earle, Brown Owl. [72] Sept. 16th. School Opened. ' ' And then the whining school-boy with satchel And shining morning face, creeping like a snail Unwillingly to school. ' Sept. 18th. Athletic Association Election. " men wish to be held in esteem, they must associate with those only who are estimable ' Oct. 21st. Trafalgar Day, Principal Morgan ' s address. " Go anywhere, provided it is forward. ' Oct. 28th. Miss Gullane ' s lecture on Voice Training. ' ' Speech is the light, the morning of the mind; It spreads the beauteous images abroad. Which else lie furVd and shrouded in the soul. ' Oct. 30th. Hallowe ' en Party. " Live, drink and be merry. ' " Nov. 2nd. Basketball game vs. Old Girls. " A victory is twice itself, when the achiever brings home full numbers. " Nov. 11th. Armistice Day. Archdeacon Gower-Rees ' address. " Peace is the happy, natural state of man War his corruption, his disgrace. " Nov. 16th. Faith Lyman and Jane Seely made prefects. " Virtue never goes unrewarded. " Nov. 19th. Miss Hazel ' s annual visit. " Christian life consists in faith and charity. " Nov. 23rd. Basketball game vs. Weston School. " Courage isnt a brilliant dash A daring deed in a moment ' s flash. " Dec. 4th. Janet Slack, Peggy Tyndale, and Hester Williams were made prefects. " The good will receive their reward. " Dec. 7th. Basketball game vs. The Study. " A match to win, a hour to play And the last man in. " Dec. llih. " Les Femmes Savantes " given by Form IVa. " The most delicate, the most sensible of all pleasures, consists in promot- ing the pleasures of others. " [73] Dec. 15th. Presentation of basketball badges to those on the two teams. ' " ' ' Zeal for the public good is the characteristic of man of honour and gentleman ' Dec. 18th. We closed for our Christmas holidays. Dr. Donald gave a short address. ' ' A love benignant he discreetly taught, ' ' Jan. 8th. We returned today for another term. " all the year were playing holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to work but when they seldom come, they wish ' d for come and nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. " Jan. 13th. Miss Perkins spoke to us about the Scripture Union. ' Everyman, I will go with thee, and be thy guide in thy most need to go by thy side. " Jan. 14th. Valerie Ker, Jean Taylor, Marie Reiser were made prefects. The torch be yours to hold it high. " Jan. 26th. Basketball match with Miss Edgar ' s and Miss Cramp ' s School. Through faith ye shall conquer though often cast down. " Jan. 29th. " A ICiss for Cinderella " given under Miss Hooper ' s direction by girls in school. ' " And one should give a gleam of happiness whenever it is possible. " Feb. 3rd. Miss Snowden spoke to us on Elizabethan Music. ' ' Music has charms to sooth the savage breast. " Feb. 10th. The First Day of Lent. Archdeacon Gower-Rees spoke to us. " To show a heart grief rent, to starve thy sin Not bin, and that ' s to keep thy Lent. " Feb. 10th. Basketball match with Weston School " Courage mounteth with occasion. " Feb. 25th. Basketball with the Study. " Nothing was ever achieved without enthusiasm. " Mar. 3rd. Miss Smith spoke to us about Spain. " Methinks I am a prophet new inspired And thus expiring do foretell of him His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last. " Mar. 4th. Mrs. Hawkins told us about the Music Festival. " Seldom ever was any knowledge given to keep, but to impart; the grace of this rich jewel is lost in concealment. " Mar. 8th. Basketball match vs. Miss Edgar ' s and Miss Cramp ' s School. " The talent of success is nothing more than doing well what you can do well and doing well whatever you do. " [74] Mar. 11th. We gave our Gym Demonstration this afternoon. ' ' Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance. ' ' Mar. 12th. We repeated our performance of the Demonstration tonight for ' ' What is good is worth repeating. ' ' Mar. 24th. School closed today for the Easter holidays. " Alternate rest, and labour long endure. " April 8th. School reopened today for the last term. " Never doubt you ' ll win at last. That is what tomorrow ' s for. " April 9th. The Quebec Musical Festival. It was a great experience for us all. " The meaning of song goes deep. Who is there that in logical word can express the effect music has on us? " Alison Smart, Form Matriculation II. SENIOR MATRICULATION JEAN ALEXANDER " Those smiles and glances let us see That make the miser ' s treasure poor. " 1936-37. Though she came only this year, Jean has endeared herself to all of us. Pastime— R.M.C. Future — Bounding ' round Peshawar, the wife of a Pukha Sahib. HESTER WILLIAMS " And still they gazed and still their wonder greiv That one small head could carry all she knew. " 1935-37. Prefect, Hester has returned to continue her excellent record. Pastime — Playing the " Star Spangled Ban- ner " on her clarinet. Future — Translating Homer during a rest holiday in Italy. [75] MATRICULATION I FAITH LYMAN " 7 1 joy, in griefs, in triumphs, in retreat Great always, without aiming to be great. " 1930-37. Head Prefect. Editor of Magazine. Gym Captain. Captain of Athletic Association, President of Class, 1st Basketball Team ' 36- ' 37. Faith has always taken a prominent place in school affairs. Pastime — Laughing at her own feeble jokes. Future — Proving to those at Macdonald College that Brutus did grow potatoes. JANE SEELY " As full of valour as of kindness Princely in both. " 1927-37. Prefect, Sub-Editor of Magazine, Vice President of Form, Secretary of Athletic Association. 2nd Basketball Team ' 36- ' 37. Jane is active and efficient, and has always held a prominent place in her Form. Pastime — Looking majestic in the lower cloakroom. Future — Writing of her experiences as an air pilot in the Boys ' Own Annual. PEGGY TYNDALE " A wit ' s a feather, and a chief ' s a rod. An honest man ' s the noblest work of God. " 1933-37. Prefect, Gym Lieutenant, Vice Captain of Athletic Associa- tion, 1st Tennis Team ' 34- ' 37, 1st Basketball Team ' 36- ' 37. Peggy has distinguished herself in her work and in sports and is a most active member of the Form. Pastime — Keeping her chin up to save her nose. Future — Writing a sequel to the Aeneid in French. JANET SLACK ' " We ' re born a restless needy crew; Show me a happier man than you. " 193 -37. Prefect, Head of House, Mission Representative. Janet is an active and enthusiastic member of the Form. Pastime — Spreading that early morning smile. Future — Finding the " Lost Chord " . VALERIE KER " Full of enthusiasm, ahvays game. " 1928-37. Prefect, Valerie has always shown great interest in sports and Guides, she is a very willing member of the Form. Pastime — Romping at Recess. Future — Still " Failing " ? at Cambridge. [76] MATRICULATION I MARIE REISER " Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdr awing hand. " 1931-37. Prefect. First Basketball Team ' 35- ' 37. Marie has always been outstanding in sports and dancing and is most helpful in class. Pastime — Following the Fleet. Future — Transposing a Bach Fugue into " Swing " Music. JEAN TAYLOR " Along the cool sequestered vale of life She keeps the even tenor of her way. " 1932-37. Jean has been a very helpful member of the class, she is one of our prefects. Pastime — " Alibi-Ike. " Future — Still keeping her eye on the bird. MARGERY SIMPSON " For Plato ' s love sublime And all the wisdom of the Stagyrite Enriched and beautified her studious mind. " 1927-37. Art Representative of Magazine. Margery has been at Traf a long time and is renowned for her Art as well as her good work in the Form. Pastime — Combining scholarships with art. Future — Painting portraits of the crowned heads of Europe. NANCY NICOL " Patience and resignation are the pillars Of human peace on earth. " 1933-37. Second Basketball Team ' 35- ' 37. Nancy is very keen in all sports and distinguished herself on Field Day. Pastime — Being philosophical. Future — Organizing excitement for people who are bored. RUPERTA MACAULAY " And forms unpalpable and unperceived By others ' sight, familiar were to hers. " 1935-37. Although Rue has not been with us long she has always astounded us by her maths. Pastime — Keeping up with the styles. Future — Telling the younger generation. [77] MATRICULATION I ANNE THOM " Correct with spirit, eloquent with ease. Intent to reason, or polite to please. " 1934-37. Anne is a conscientious worker and is one of our literary members. Pastime — Wondering if she can possibly get out at 8 o ' clock. Future — Taking the lead from Sarah Bernhardt. JOAN WALSH " She seems to be quiet Yet one never knows. " 1931-37. Joan is a very quiet and unassuming member of the Class. Pastime — Hiding behind her goggles. Future —Treading the well worn path of matrimony. BETTY BRODIE " For e ' en though vanquished, she could argue still. " 1933-37. Second Basketball Team 1935-37. Betty always lends " spice " to our world. Pastime — Practising the Scottish Hammer Throw for the next Olympics. Future — Diplomatically ( ? ) worming her way into the British Civil Service. IRENE LA WES " Work, for the night is coming. " 1933-37. Irene is our most promient dramatist and has taken part in many school plays. Pastime — Rhyming ' come ' with ' done ' . Future — Promoting French Literature in Russia. ANxNE BAYNE " have nothing but a woman ' s reason. " 1934-37. Anne has participated in Class interests, and she is most helpful. Pastime — Prompting lost souls in class. Future — Still appreciating the French language. [781 MATRICULATION I PEGGY ELDER " On every point, in earnest or in jest Her judgment and her prudence and her wit Were deemed the very touchstone. " 1932-37. " Alby " has always been one of the leading " lights " in the Form. Pastime — Dropping occasionally into school to see how her class- mates are getting on. Future — Filling her Palatial residence with long haired Bohemians. ROSEMARY BROWN " Suspend your conversation while I sing. " 1935-37. Rosemary is a conscientious worker, and has joined wholeheartedly in school affairs. Pastime — Posing as the Sphinx. Future — Moving passively with the tide of higher English society. MARGARET SAUNDERS " Unskilled she is to fawn or seek for poiver. " 1929-37. " Meg " though quiet, is a very reliable and helpful member of the Form. Pastime — Counting the days before the end of Matric. Future — Taking English Society by storm. ALISON LYSTER " Unawe ' d by power and unappalled by fear. " 1930-37. Second Basketball Team ' 36- ' 37. " Ante " is a very cheer- ful and enthusiastic member of the Class. Pastime — Trying to be a combination of Fred Perry and Ellsworth Vines. Future — The earnest director of a Girls ' Health Camp. MARGARET LUNDON " She has a natural, wise sincerity. " 1933-37. Margaret has always worked hard, and has proved that she is a " good sport " . Pastime — Hiding behind her profile. Future — Revolutionizing the " Clipper Route " in her own portable plane. [79] MATRICULATION I JEAN DOUGLASS " With modesty her cheeks are dyed. ' 1936-37. Although Jean only came this year she has reached great heights, especially in Maths. Pastime — Competing with Einstein. Future — An aspiring co-ed in a leading American College. JANE KETTERSON " Mix d reason with pleasure and wisdom with mirth ' 1936-37. Jane is a new member of the Form but has adapted her- self remarkably and has been most helpful. Pastime — Preparing her next Sunday School lesson. Future —Hitch-hiking to Hollywood. MARGARET SHORE " Her heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth. " 1933-37. For many years Margaret has been keen, and has been an excellent Guide. Pastime — Writing Fan-mail to Robert Taylor. Future — Leading the 5th Pilgrimage to Vimy. EVELYN READ " She learns good nature everyday. " 1932-37. Evelyn is always cheerful — nothing phases her, not even Maths. Pastime — Basking in Bermuda, Future — Successfully establishing her own " Elizabeth Arden " centre. ELIZABETH WEBSTER " Still achieving, still pursuing. Learn to labour, and to wait. " 1935-37. " Beth " is an unobtrusive but cheery member of the Class. Pastime — Still trying to follow Dorothy Dix ' s advice. Future— Reaching high C in her sneeze. [80] A KISS FOR CINDERELLA IT was 8.15 P.M. on the evening of January 29th and nearly the whole school was assembled in the hall in pleasant anticipation. For some weeks past rumours had been circulating and mysterious hints dropped by those in the secret that a dramatic treat was being prepared for us by the fifth form and various girls chosen throughout the school under the guidance of Miss Hooper. A Kiss for Cinderella — a Barrie play — had been chosen and the whole cast was inspired by Miss Hooper ' s enthusiasm and really brought the charm and fantasy of the characters before us — the policeman, with his shiny buttons, Mr. Bodey the artist, and little Cinderella with her very human longing to see the king and become a great lady. Appreciative smiles and chuckles from the audience contributed to the confidence of the cast, as they continued to show how Cinderella ' s dream became reality. It was, at the end, a great relief to the audience that Cinderella secured her Prince Charming even though he was in the somewhat unromantic guise of a London " Bobby " . Nor was this all, for at the end of one scene, whilci Cinderella seated herself on a bench beneath a lamp-post, Christmas carols were heard from the back of the hall. A band of waits came in a procession up the aisle, all dressed alike in — ah, so that was why Miss Hooper asked anyone who had a blue habitant hood to bring it to school! The singing was a part of the programme which greatly appealed to us, as an audience, for we knew the songs and joined in heartily feeling that after all we were actually participating to some degree in the play, instead of merely watching. When, at the end of the evening three cheers were called for " For the Fifth Form and Miss Hooper " they were very heartily given, the anticipation of two hours ago having been liberally fulfilled. Alison Lyster, Matriculation I. LIBRARY NEWS Our special addition to the Library this year has been the great Oxford English Dictionary in twelve volumes, a vast mine of interest and information. Our physical needs have been cared for by the provision of a comfortable settee and chairs. Most of our other new books have been reference ones. They include Dowden ' s " Life of Shelley " and contemporary estimates of the poet edited by Humbert Wolfe; critical works on Tennyson and Wordsworth; Bradley ' s " Shakespearian Tragedy " ; Sabatier ' s " Life of St. Francis " , ' a well-nigh perfect biography ' ; stirring accounts of the Crusades by Harold Lamb; the Plays of Drinkwater, Galsworthy, Synge and Lord Dunsany; and Gunther ' s absorbing " Inside Europe " . Not many works of fiction have been added this year but those purchased just before the summer holidays have been well used. [81] Among the periodicals " Punch " and " The Illustrated London News " lead in popularity; for the politicians we have " The New Statesman " and " The Manchester Gardian Weekly " — a balanced diet; and representing this continent " The Atlantic Monthly " and " Maclean ' s " . We wish to take this opportunity of thanking Miss Caroline P. Field for her kind contribution to the Library Fund. LIBRARY FUND Faith Lyman Valerie Ker Jane Seely Marie Reiser Peggy Elder Jean Taylor Hester Williams Margaret Lundon Janet Slack Betty Brodie Anne Dodd Nancy Nicol Maude Fox Ruperta Macaulay Phyllis Allen Margaret Shore Jeanie Atkinson Audrey Macpherson Allana Reid Mary Lindsay Jane Elliot Marion Mills Mary Mackay Margery Simpson Zita Anderson Frances Robinson Margaret Saunders Barbara Brodie Joan Robertson Joan Clague Peggy Orr Marie Oliver Mary Holden Heather Campbell Marilyn Mechin Jane Ketterson Jean Alexander Alison Lyster Peggy Tyndale Rosemary Brown Anne How Grace Wright Dorothy Staniforth Georgina Grier Wilma Howard Elizabeth Anne Kendall Thelma Prescesky Anne O ' Halloran Marjorie Robinson Peggy Ross Ruth Allen Jean Douglass Evelyn Read Daphne Martin Irene Lawes Elizabeth Anne Smith Brenda Martin Jane Harrison Alison Smart Betty Smith Margaret Stevens Margaret Parsons Marie Fisher Joan Forrest Margaret Hunter Mavis Paton Joan How Joan Redpath Valda Finlayson Nancy Brown Estelle Hargreaves Alison Carmichael Anne Jaques Lorraine Fee Joan Patterson Mary Le Mercier Anne Bayne Margaret Thompson Margaret Fisher Betty Curran GIFTS TO THE SCHOOL Several gifts have been made to the School this year. We take this opportunity of thanking Mrs. Lyman and Mrs. Seely for the carpet and curtains which they gave to the Prefects ' Room, Mrs. Robinson for the photographs of Rome, and Miss Caroline P. Field for her contribution to the Library Fund. [82] THE PREFECTS ' ROOM " Ocii profanum valgus et asceo. ' The prefects were given a delightful surprise this year by Miss Gumming and Miss Bryan who allotted to them a room of their own which they might furnish and keep as they wished. This has become a veritable haven for the prefects. Here they can escape from the " madding crowd " to work or relax, as the case may be, in a room gay with bright curtains and alluring posters of foreign lands. The jealous pride with which they guard their sanctuary is known and they hope, respected throughout the school. The room has given them the greatest pleasure and they are sure the lucky prefects of next year will value it as much as their predecessors. FORM MISSION COLLECTIONS May 1936— Sick Children ' s Hospital $140.00 June 1936— Labrador Mission 20.00 Nov. 1937— Federated Charities 100.00 Total expenditure $260.00 Balance in hand May 1937, $109.96 MISSION REPRESENTATIVES Matriculation I Janet Slack Matriculation II . Harriet Mitchell Form Va .... WiLMA Howard FormVb . . . . Grace Mackay Form IVa . . . Peggy Capps Form IVb ... Marie Oliver Form Ilia . . . Janet Hamilton Form Illb . . . Mary Pickup Form Upper II . . Peggy Muir Form II ... . Diana Piers Form Upper I . . Harriet Anderson [83] MATRICULATION II Nora Manson Marion Mills Marjorie Eden Betty Manson Winifred Lowe Dorothy Staniforth Alison Smart Mary Mackay Harriet Mitchell (Games Captain) (President) (Vice President) (Missionary- Representative ) Marion Hope Blair Margaret Parsons [84] MATRICULATION II " The sparkle of her eyes betrays the imp within. " MARION MILLS— " Kay " Favourite expression — don ' t mind me girls. Pet aversion — being called " Kay " . Pastime — talking to Mary. Hobby — music. Ambition — to bring up a family. " Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might. " ALISON SMART Favourite expression — " Line up, girls, the second bell ' s rung. " Pet aversion — We don ' t know any. Pastime — German homework. Hobby — her Sunday School class. Ambition — to be educated. " Men are not to be measured by their inches. " MARION BLAIR— " Hope " Favourite expression — Do you love me? Pet aversion — Boarding school. Pastime — going for walks. Hobby — Telling what she doesn ' t like. Ambition — Mac. " And bring no book, for this one day We ' ll give to idleness. " MARJORIE EDEN— " Marge " Favourite expression — " You got me there, pal. " Pet aversion — spinach. Pastime — R.D. Hobby — sewing. Ambition — McGill. " Skilled she is in sports and pastimes. " DOROTHY STANIFORTH— " Dor " Favourite expression — o-o-h-h-! ! Pet aversion — she won ' t tell us. Ambition — to be able to play golf. Pastime — sports of all kinds. " Heaven knows what she has known. " MARY MACKAY Favourite expression — " Gosh " . Pet aversion — her mag. pictures. Ambition — New York in her own car. Pastime — losing her glasses. Hobby — skiing. " All great men are dying And I don ' t feel well. " WINIFRED LOWE— " Winnie " Favourite expression — " Good morning girls. " Pet aversion — being called Winnie Lowe. Ambition — to pass her matric. Pastime — church socials. Hobby — history notes. " There are two sides to every question The wrong side and our side. " MARGARET PARSONS— " Marg " Favourite expression — Good bye now! Pet aversion — we can ' t print it. Ambition — to have four years pass in a hurry. Pastime — watching the English mail. Hobby — knitting her four year old sweater. " Work and worry have killed many a great man So why should I take a chance. " ? BETTY MANSON Favourite expression — blank look. Pet aversion — being awakened in class. Ambition — to teach the younger minds greater things. Pastime — sleeping in class. Hobby — music. " Life is a jest, and all things show it I thought so once, but now I know it. " NORA MANSON Favourite expression — anything sayable. Pet aversion — people who won ' t listen to her. Ambition— -to be a doctor. Pastime — talking. Hobby — tennis and swimming. " show more mirth than I am mistress of. " HARRIET MITCHELL Favourite expression — giggling and wiggling. Pet aversion — being embarrassed. Ambition — college in U.S.A. Pastime — blushing. Hobb) — reading. [85] Trafalgar Athletic Association Committee Vice-President Vice-Captain Peggy Tyndale Form V Representative Anne O ' Halloran Gymnasium Officers 1936-37 Form Captain Lieutenant Martic. I. Faith Lyman Peggy Tyndale Martic. II. Dorothy Staniforth Many Mackay Upper Va. AiLSA Campbell Elizabeth Ann Kendall Upper Vb. Anne O ' Halloran Peggy Macmillan IVa. ESTELLE HaNGREAVES Anne Jacques IVb. Betty Ward Alma McFarlane IIIa. Lyn Berens Janet Hamilton IIIb. Grace Wurtele Isabella Wurtele Upper II. Marian Macmillan Elaine Ross 11. Elizabeth Johnson Margot Chambers Upper I. Lois Dunlop Diana Davidson [86] Games Officers 1936-37 Form Games Captain Vice Captain Matric. I. Marie Reiser Jane Seely Matric. II. Mary Mackay Dorothy Staniforth Upper Va. Elizabeth Anne Kendall Norma Burgess Upper Vb. Elizabeth Ann Smith Joan Redpath IVa. Anne Jaques Georgina Grier IVb. Peggy Laird Margaret Thompson IIIa. Mary Holden Barbara Brodie IIIb. Elizabeth Maclaren Audrey Macpherson Upper II. June Fairweather Elizabeth Hale II. Cynthia Wilkes Ann Lindsay Upper I. Marion Heward Diana Piers THE INTER-FORM GYMNASTIC COMPETITION 1936-37 Every year the inter-form Gymnastic Competition takes place during the third term. Marks are given for general proficiency in every day Gym lessons, and also for one lesson directed by the Captain and Lieutenant of each form. The results of the competi- tion last year were as follows: in the Senior School Upper V2 came first. For the Junior School, Form Upper II won the shield. The shield for the best all-round Captain was awarded to Faith Lyman. Form Tennis Champions Matric. I. Barbara Barnard IVa. Elizabeth Anne Kendall Matric. II. Anne Bayne IVb. Elizabeth Ann Smith Upper Va. Mary Mackay IIIa. Marion Haney Upper Vb. Peggy Tyndale IIIb. Margaret Stevens Senior Champion: Elizabeth Anne Kendall Junior Champion: Isabella Wurtele Junior Badminton Champion: Lyn Berens [87] FIRST BASKETBALL TEAM, 1936-37 Left to Right, Top Row: Marie Reiser, Mary Mackay, Elizabeth Ann Kendall. Lower Row: Dorothy Staniforth, Faith Lyman (Capt.), Peggy Tyndale. [88] Results of Basketball Matches Schools Misses E r Study Trafalgar Weston Score Teams Misses E. C. 2 + 0 0 + 0 2 + 0 4 1 0 + 0 0 + 0 0 2 0 + 2 0 + 0 2 + 2 6 1 Study 2 + 2 0 + 0 4 2 2 + 2 2 + 2 2 + 2 12 1 Trafalgar 2 + 2 2 + 2 8 2 Weston 0 + 2 0 + 0 0 + 0 2 1 TEAM CRITICISMS FIRST TEAM Faith Lyman (Captain). Guard. Faith is a most enthusiastic captain, and a reliable player. Mary Mackay. Guard. A strong and persistent guard. Mary ' s play has greatly improved. Marie Reiser. Centre guard. Marie is an excellent player who combines well with the other members of the team. Elizabeth Ann Kendall. Centre Shot. Elizabeth Ann ' s play has progressed steadily throughout the season, and it has reached a high standard. Shooting average — 11.4. Peggy Tyndale. Shot. Peggy is an excellent and reliable shot who gives confidence to the other players. Shooting average — 13.9. Dorothy Staniforth. Shot. Dorothy ' s shooting has improved and her play has reached a high standard. Shooting average — 6.7. SECOND TEAM Alison Lyster. Guard. Alison is a most persistent guard, and her passing is good. Anne Jaques. Guard. A useful member of the team and a promising player. Jane Seely. Centre guard. Jane has played steadily and well throughout the season. Anne O ' Halloran. Centre Shot. Anne ' s passing is good and her shooting is improving. She combines well. Shooting average — 5.7. Nancy Nicol. Shot. Nancy ' s shooting has improved. She is a reliable and alert player. Shooting average — 5. Betty Brodie. Shot. Betty combines and passes well, but her shooting is erratic. Shooting average — 3.5. [89] SECOND BASKETBALL TEAM, 1936-37 Left to Right, Top Row: Jane Seely, Alison Lyster, Betty Brodie, Lower Row: Anne Jacques, Anne O ' Halloran (Capt.), Nancy Nicol. [90] TRAFALGAR SPORTS NEWS 1936-37 This year sports have taken an even more prominent place in School life than previously. The girls have entered into them wholeheartedly, p articular y basketball, and we have been able to win the first and Second Team Cups. Though we were not so fortunate in the Tennis Match against Miss Edgar ' s and Miss Cramp ' s School last June, we hope to do better this year. Both our Teams lost last time, but whatever way it goes, these matches are always keenly enjoyed both by players and onlookers and we con- gratulate our opponents on their good play. The Tennis Match with the Staff is popular too; last year, as usual, the teachers defeated us. Besides our success in the Private School Basketball League the teams have been thrilled by the news that they are going to Dunham to play the girls there. This is a new departure and we have been practising very hard since we heard the news. Thi? fills in the gap which usually occurs between the Basketball and Tennis seasons. The Inter-form matches were also played off since Easter, resulting in a victory for Form Va who did very well indeed. Last year ' s Field Day was such a success that everyone is looking forward eagerly to the one on May 26th in Molson ' s Stadium as before. Great preparations are being made for new events and girls are trying to get into condition for the running and foi the high and broad jump. Girls can be seen practising every day at recess and they are also given help in their Gymnastic Lessons. Perhaps the most exciting and certainly the most unexpected event in Sports this winter was Trafalgar ' s victory at the Private School Ski Meet at Saint- Sauveur. No one had heard very much about it, so it came as a surprise and a very delightful one. Since nearly everybody is interested in ski-ing it is gratifying to feel that it can be included in the School Sports. [91] THE GYMNASTIC DEMONSTRATION On the afternoon of Thursday March 11, and the evening of Friday March 12, Trafalgar held its annual Demonstration. A large and enthusiastic audience attended both performances, the latter one being completely confined to parents, the former to Old Girls, friends and those parents who would be unable to be present on Friday evening. The Demonstration was slightly different this year from that of former years, in that there was no special vaulting class. In its place, there were more dances than usual, given by the special Dancing Class, and the Boarders. Perhaps the most interesting of these dances was the " Claire de Lune " . Grace of movement and the spectacular cos- tumes and setting combined to make a lovely and picturesque dance. It was generally agreed that the most outstanding event of the evening was the German Drill, performed by girls of the Sixth Form who wore white blouses and shorts and executed the rhyth- mical movements with skill and precision. [92] When the exercises were completed we had our usual Grand March. Miss Parker was presented with flowers, which we all felt she heartily deserved, and Mrs. Lyman gave out the Athletic awards, with the help of the Rev. Doctor Donald. Mr. Shirley Dixon then congratulated Miss Parker on our interesting and enjoyable display. When we marched out of the gymnasium, we all felt that despite the short time we had in which to practice, and the number of girls absent, the Demonstration was a great success. [93] TRAFALGAR SKI TEAM, 1937 Left to Right: Faith Lyman, Elizabeth Ann Smith, Dorothy Staniforth, Elizabeth Ann Kendall. [94] SKIING UP NORTH At last the long awaited day arrived. Saturday morning we all went down to break- fast in ski-togs, sweaters and ski-boots, a rare happening. There was much excited talking and breakfast was eaten rather hurriedly. We took two taxis down to Tunnel Station and there boarded the eight-thirty train for the Laurentians. On the way up we met many day girls who were going to take part in the inter- scholastic ski races. The journey seemed hours long for we were all very eager to start skiing. At last we arrived at St. Sauveur, our destination. Everyone quickly fastened on skis and we were off over the crisp snow toward the Marquis Hill, a steep white cliff against a background of dark evergreens. We had some difficulty in reaching it but were lucky enough to arrive in time to see the downhill race which to our great joy Dorothy Staniforth won. Later Faith Lyman, our Head Girl, won the Slalom race. We went to " The Inn " for lunch where we enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. We had our pictures taken and then set off to ski. It was a beautiful day, perhaps a little too warm for fast skiing. Soon our gloves and ski-caps were off and our jackets tied around our waists ; some of us could have gone on skiing for hours without getting cold. We were rather out of practice and fell down more hills than we skied down; by the end of the afternoon we looked rather like snowmen. By this time the sun had gone down and we were quite glad to return to " The Inn " for supper before boarding the six-fifteen train home. During the journey back, which of course seemed shorter than the one up we all nearly fell asleep, exhausted but happy. We reached school at about nine o ' clock, had something hot to drink, something to eat and so to bed. But this was one night when bed was no hardship and everyone was asleep within five minutes after the lights were out. Margaret Saunders, Matric I. w H PC! O Q H o o - Q w H N H 0) -3 FIELD DAY 1937 Our annual Field Day was held on the afternoon of Tuesday May 25th, at the McGill Stadium, and we were pleased to have so many parents. Old Girls, and friends of the School witness the events. Weather conditions were perfect, and the sun shone brightly with the result that the drinking fountain had to work overtime. The running track and jumping pits were in excellent condition, and we used the grass for 3-legged, sack, and obstacle races. This year the girls practised running and jumping for several weeks, with the result that many of last year ' s records were broken, and new ones were established. In the Senior School Dorothy Staniforth reduced the 100 yards dash to 12 seconds, and Nancy Nicol kept her former high jump record of 4 ft. 3 inches. The relay race was won by IVa team with a record time of 61 seconds. Joy Thomson excelled in the Middle School by winning the 75 yards dash, the broad jump, and the obstacle race, while Grace Wurtele set a new School record by jumping 4 ft. 4 inches, Marie Norman won the broad jump, and set a new high jump record in the Junior School with 3 ft. 8 inches. Daphne Griffith won the 50 yard dash, and Barbara Watson the egg-and-spoon race in the Preparatory Class. Points were awarded for the winning form in each event, and at the end of the day the winning forms were as follows: — Senior School — Va with 7 points. Middle School — Illb with 23 points. Junior School — II with 19 points. J. S. Parker. [97] HOUSE SNAPSHOTS [98] HOUSE QUOTATIONS J. S. " Janie " " A few strong instincts and a few plain rules. " Favourite expression — Darling heart! Pet aversion — mushrooms and wet powder puffs. Favourite pastime — music. F. R. " Fran " " Then we will talk — ye gods! how we will talk! " Favourite expression — Oh heck! Pet aversion — thunderstorms. Favourite pastime — talking. M. S. " Meg " " Her voice was ever soft and gentle. An excellent thing in a woman. " Favourite expression — Wow! Pet aversion — street cars. Favourite pastime — looking through Eaton ' s. N. N. " Nancy " " Love and a cough, cannot be hid. " Favourite expression — " Go sit on a tack. " Pet aversion — Algebra. Favourite pastime — trying something out of the ordinary. M. B. " Hope " " The course of true love never did run smooth. " .... Favourite expression — For the love of Mike! Pet aversion — rules. Favourite pastime — trying to be sophisti- cated. G. A. " Zeta " " Eat, drink and be merry, for to-morrow we die. " Favourite expression — " Of course, Maudie, you are always right! Pet aversion — walking. Favourite pastime — writing poetry. M. H. " Haney " " To study is for those who have much less to do than she. " Favourite expression — Hat! Pet aversion — speaking. Favourite pastime — fixing hair. E. S. " Betty " " For men may come and men may go. But Betty goes on forever. " Favourite expression — Now listen after all . . . Pet aversion — Brussel sprouts and bread pud ding. Favourite pastime — going to Toronto. B. S. " Bobbie " " Come my best friends, my books and lead me on. " Favourite expression — Hi toots! Pet aversion — climbing Simpson Street. Favourite pastime — reading. T. P. " Thelma " " A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. " Favourite expression — Ham ! Pet aversion — being told she is wrong. Favourite pastime — having a good time. M. M. " Mary " " Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice. ' Favourite expression — Oh dear! Pet aversion — olives. Favourite pastime — dolls and reading. M. F. " Maudie " " More needs she the divine than the physician. " Favourite expression — Well, if you feel that way . . . Pet aversion — getting up when the bell rings. [99] THE BALLET RUSSE Perhaps the highlight of the year in the House may be said to have been the per- formance of the Ballet Russe. For three days the ballet remained in Montreal and on Tuesday evening, November the twenty-eighth, all the boarders except the Juniors, went to see the performance. For several days excitement had run high among the boarders for it had been uncertain whether they were to go. But finally the question was settled and joyfully they prepared. Through the kindness of Miss Parker all had some knowledge concerning the Ballet Russe and the dancers which made the girls even more eager. At eight o ' clock of that evening Miss Parker and the enthusiastic boarders entered two taxis which very rapidly bore them to the entrance of His Majesty ' s Theatre. Within, the theatre was crowded, packed to its fullest extent, not a seat remained vacant. A continuous murmur arose from the audience, while above all could be heard the strident voice of a man selling programmes. There was a rustling of papers and creaking of seats as people stood to allow late-comers to reach their places. Sud- denly the theatre was darkened and a hush came. The only illumination was a blue glow that silhouetted the form of the conductor Antol Sarati as he rose to play the National Anthem. The performance had begun. The curtain arose on a colourful scene with boys and girls in gay Russian costume. This first ballet, Amarosiana, was light-hearted with a feeling of gallantry and comedy throughout. It consisted, as it were, of eight parts, each showing a different step of the dance. The most appealing of the dances were performed by Sanitava, Reabauchenska and Lichine who are all well-established dancers. After an intermission of fifteen minutes the curtain again arose, on the choreo- graphic drama of Cleopatra. This ballet was also very colourful and depicted the grandeur of the East. There were several choruses which danced their parts with grace but, although it was well-acted and danced it did not appeal as much as the other ballets. In the next intermission, some fortunate spectators obtained a view of Colonel de Basil organiser of the Ballet Russe as he passed by the side of the theatre. The most entertaining item of the evening ' s program was the Spectre de la Rose danced to the music of Weber ' s Invitation to the Waltz. A young girl, who had just been to her first ball sat in her bedroom dreaming. The spirit of the Rose she was wearing came to her and together they danced, and then, suddenly, the spectre vanished, leaping out of the room by the casement window. The young girl was danced by Gaumanova, and the spirit by David Lichine who both distinguished themselves in a performance of sheer beauty. The last ballet consisted of Slav and Gypsy dances arranged by Nijinska, the sister of the famed Nijinsky. The tone of these dances was spirited and gay, full of the wild grace and movement of all gypsy dances. Every dancer seemed to throw himself into the spirit o fthe dance. With this ballet the performance concluded. This group of young dancers is trying to show the world the true meaning of grace and beauty of movement. Each dancer is true to his art and watching their performance one is lifted out of oneself into some other realm which makes one forget all but the present. Nancy Nicol. [100] BELLS One night when every body was asleep in the house, all the bells started to ring. The door-bell, the dinner-gong, the rising-bell, the fire bell and the order bell, were all ringing. They were very excited because their best friend was coming to see them. He came once a month and they were always very glad to see him. His name was Jack-Um Mouse. He was very kind to his friends, the bells, and went and got them things that they wanted as only a few of them could move. Doorbell: Aren ' t you glad that Jack-Um is coming to visit us, he said he had a secret to tell us? All bells: Oh yes! We are very glad. Order bell: I wonder what he is going to tell us? None of the bells had time to answer that question because they heard a crash and there stood Jack-Um right in front of them. Jack-Um: You will soon know the answer to that question. Fire bell (who was always in a hurry) : Please hurry and tell us Jack-Um, please! Jack-Um: Now don ' t be so impatient. Fiery. I can ' t talk and faster than I am just now. What I am going to tell you may not interest you a bit, so don ' t get excited. Silence . . . Jack-Um: Well, I know where I can find you some oil, which is very good to eat, will make you strong, your voices louder and clearer, and will polish you up in every way. I have brought some samples of it with me for you to taste. All the bells tasted some, and then some more, until they had finished the whole can. Dinner- gong: Oh my! but it ' s good! have you any more, Jack-Um? Jack-Um: No, I haven ' t any more with me but I will bring you some when ever you want it. Will that suit you? Rising-bell: Oh yes, that will be lovely. Jack-Um: Now, that that is over I am going to see, or hear, I should say, how that oil works. You must all take it in turn to ring. Mr. Rising-Bell, you go first. He did so and his ringing was so loud and clear as compared to what it usually was, that it woke all the boarders up. As soon as the bells saw what was happening, they scampered back to their places and Mr. Jack-Um Mouse went home very frightened. After that the rising-bell rings very clearly and loudly and wakes the boarders up in the morning. And the order-bell calls order all together too much after his oil. Barbara Ann Smith. [101] McGILL ELEVEN of our last year ' s Sixth passed the Matriculation Examination in June. Hester Williams, who came first in the Province of Quebec won the Trafalgar Scholarship, but as she has returned to School to do Senior Matriculation work, it is being held for her until she enters the University. The others who passed the full examination were Mary Burt, Catherine Munroe, Jean Scrimger, Madeline Parent, Margaret Montgomery, Barbara Ward, Betty Roberts, Joan Price, Barbara Barnard, Irene Moore. Of these all except Mary Burt are doing first year work at McGill and so is Dorothy Brooks. Elizabeth Sharp and Doreen Robinson completed Matriculation in September and are also first year students. Jean Scrimger is President of First Year. Second Year — Margaret Slack, Phyllis Henry, Betty Henry, Dora Wright, Frances Earle, Mona Robinson, Peggy Kaufmann, Aileen Childs, Jean Yancey, Frances Brown, Juanita Cronyn, Eleanor Crab tree, Doreen Dann, Katharine Stevenson, Charlotte Barnes (President of the year), Joanne Kircher (Secretary). Third Year — Nancy Murray, Forrest Burt, Magaret Sweet, Peggy Boyd, Ruth Oliver, Helen Adair, Margaret Garland, Isabel Wilson, Carol Wright, Bernice Bigley, Joan Bann, Katherine Weeks, Sylvia Howard (Secretary of the Year). Fourth Year — We congratulate the following girls who have just received the B.A. degree: — Harriet Colby, Honours in English, Peterson Memorial Prize in English. [102] Eleanor Henry, First Class Honours in English, Second Class Honours in History. Anna Thompson, Special Certificate for Distinction in the General Course; Cary Horner, Grace Read, Beatrice Taylor. ABROAD Jean Harvie, who won the Moyse Scholarship in Classics last year is now studying at Oxford. Betty De Brisay is spending a couple of years in England. She is taking a course in Social Service at the University of London. Isabel Elliot has a year ' s leave of absence from her school, and is studying at the Sorbonne, Paris. Marjorie Bayne is spending the spring and summer in England. Joan Slack is living in England. Katharine Stevenson has just left for England where she will spend the summer. Dora Wright, Frances Brown, and Peggy Shaw are all spending the summer abroad. GENERAL NEWS Alma Howard has been awarded a Fellowship by the National Council of Research, and will spend another year doing reaserch work at McGill. Betty Ogilvie is doing first year work in Medicine at McGill. Amy Allan, Isabel McKenzie, Janet Harrington and Betty Cameron are study- ing music at the McGill Conservatory. Mary Burt is doing first year work at the University of Minnesota. Ruth Springer, Evelyn Bryant, Althea Wright, Lillian Thompson, Joan Henry, Dorothy Walker, and Wenonah Beswick are all teaching in the City Schools. Alice Johannsen is now in Winnipeg doing work in connection with the Art Gallery. Dorothy Brown is attending an Art Class at the Margaret Bourgeois Convent. Many of the Old Girls have now business positions. Norma Roy and Kathleen Blott are in the Bank of Montreal, and Edith Hayman is a stenographer in the National Trust Company. Norma O ' Neill is working in the Prudential Insurance Company of America. Mary Wesbrook is with the Royal Typewriter Co., and Joyce McKee is still with the Ronalds Advertising Agency Ltd. Jean Tarleton is training as a nurse. Helen Campbell is at the Western Hospital and Betty Ritchie at the Children ' s Memorial Hospital. Elizabeth Train, who is now engaged to be married, graduated this year from the General Hospital. Deborah Barbour (Mrs. Dudley Butterfield) is living in Bermuda, and likes the life there very much. Editha Wood (Mrs. J. Harold R. Guthrie) was Honorary Secretary of the Junior League during the past year. She has also been elected Secretary of the Trafalgar Old Girls ' Association. Marjory Lynch (Mrs. Colin Russel) has been elected President of the Old Girls ' Association, while Dorothy Russel (Mrs. Lyle Williams), Marguerite Benny (Mrs. Ste- wart Caldwell), Norah Sullivan (Mrs. A. K. Glassford) are Vice-Presidents. [103] TRAFALGAR OLD GIRLS ' ASSOCIATION Each year, since the lapse of the Old Association in 1923, there have been a few graduating girls who wished to revive the Association once more but upon leaving school other interests claimed their time and nothing was ever done about it. This year, however, being the Fiftieth Anniversary of the School, a few girls got together and it was decided to do something towards starting a new Association. The result was a meeting held in the drawingroom of the House on the night of April 19th of former Prefects and Form Officers. At this meeting a Nominating Committee was chosen of girls representing the various years from 1919-1936. The work of this commit- tee was to draw up a slate of officers and also to appoint a sub-committee to draw up a Constitution. The date for the next meeting was set for Monday evening. May 19th, and a great effort was made to get in touch with all Old Girls possible and have them present at the meeting. The result was very satisfactory. The meeting held in the Assembly Hall was well attended, there being approximately 130 Old Girls present. Eileen Peters opened the meeting as acting-chairman and presented the following slate of officers of " The Trafalgar Old Girls ' Association " for 1937-38:— President: Mrs. Colin M. Russel (Marjory Lynch) 1st Vice-President: Mrs. Lyle Williams (Dorothy Russel) 2nd Vice-President: Mrs. Stewart Caldwell (Marguerite Renny) Srd Vice-President: Mrs. A. K. Glassford (Nora Sullivan) Secretary: Mrs. J. Harold R. Guthrie (Edith A Wood) Treasurer: Forrest Rurt. . The slate was accepted and our new President, Mrs. Russel, took the chair. The new Constitution was read and discussed and various changes in it were made. It was decided that a Programme Committee should be appointed by the Executive to arrange a celebration for the Fiftieth Anniversary of the School on Trafalgar Day. It was also agreed that a donation be given by all Old Girls to aid in this celebration. Our next General Meeting will be held at the end of September, when the Pro- gramme Committee will submit their plans. Also at this meeting the annual dues will be discussed and decided upon. We hope that this year ' s graduating class will turn up in full. Various suggestions have been made at the last two meetings as to what would be the most suitable gift for the School from the Old Girls and we hope to decide something definite at the September meeting. It is the aim of the Old Girls ' Association to keep in touch with each other and with the School, and in the future various small clubs may be formed from this organization to satisfy the different interests of each girl. Our only hope of being able to keep this new association alive is for all Old Girls to lend their support and each year we hope to see the graduating class join forces with us, and by so doing, help us to expand and grow into something worthy to carry on the name of the School. Editha Wood Guthrie. [104] TRAFALGAR GRANDCHILDREN Many Trafalgar grandchildren have arrived during the Year. We congratulate Mrs. Erskine Mowatt (Greta Larminie), Mrs. Douglas Cowans Jr. (Peggy Newman), Mrs. Christopher Bryson (Jane Howard), Mrs. James Saunders (Evelyn Howard), Mrs. Leonard Burpee (Katherine Grier), Mrs. Harold Furst (Margot Grindley), Mrs. John Pratt (Dorothy Ward), Mrs. G. Barclay Robinson (Ruth Seely), Mrs. T. I. Holns (Nancy Stocking), Mrs. Donald Brookfield (Sheilagh Sullivan), Mrs. F. G. Ferrahee (RoBA Dunton) on the birth of their sons; and Mrs. Charles T. Dupont (Jean Peters), Mrs. Clement Clarke (Marjorie Hulme), Mrs. Herbert McLean (Lois Birks) and Mrs. C. E. Brooks (Margaret Dixon) on the arrival of daughters. WEDDINGS On August 5th, 1936 Mary Stillwell Train to Keith Dyckman Poland. On August 22nd, 1936 Marjorie Lynch to Colin Russel. On September 12th, 1936 Barbara Tooke to J. D. Pearce. On September 12th, 1936 Barbara Tirbutt to Henry C. Bowen. On September 19th, 1936 Vivian Jenkins to Charles P. Sturdee. On September 19th, 1936 Eleanor Isobel Holland to Chas. E. Cunningham Stewart. On September 30th, 1936 Elizabeth (Lee) Howard to James Wallace Rowat. On October 2nd, 1936 Jean Jamieson to Cyril Chapman. On October 3rd, 1936 Patricia Mitchell to James Gairdner. On October 16th, 1936 Betty Trow to Malcolm P. Reilly. On October 21st, 1936 Gretchen Tooke to George Eraser. On November 7th, 1936 Elsie Wallis to Alfred R. Duffield. On November 8th, 1936 Constance Margaret (Nancy) Thacker to Peter W. Blaylock. On November 14th, 1936 Deborah Matthew Barbour to Dudley Butterfield. On December 10th, 1936 Naomi (Gay) Thacker to Frederick Ronald Morehouse. On December 30th, 1936 Audrey Doble to Donald McRobie. On February 6th, 1937 Audrey Shaw to George Kyle. On March 18th, 1937 Margaret Elizabeth (Betty) Forrest to Arthur Norman Hilton James. On April 5th, 1937 Edythe Cochrane to Warren Malins. On April 24th, 1937 Jean Margaret McGoun to Charles Richard Payan. On April 26th, 1937 Hazel Howard to John Campbell Merritt. On May 15th, 1937 Joan Walker to Terence Mitchell. On May 19th, 1937 Helen Mudge to Harry Craig Chisholm. [105] EXCHANGES We have received and enjoyed the following School Magazines: — The Beaver Log, Miss Edgar ' s and Miss Cramp ' s School, Montreal. The Study Chronicle, The Study, Montreal. Lower Canada College Magazine, Montreal. Samara, Elmwood School, Ottawa. Ludemus, Havergal College, Toronto. Bishop Strachan School Magazine, Toronto. The Branksome Slogan, Branksome Hall, Toronto. The Ashburian, Ashbury College, Ottawa. Edgehill Review, Windsor, Nova Scotia. Hatfield Hall Magazine, Cobourg, Ontario. The Pibrock, Strathallan School, Hamilton, Ontario. The Croftonian, Crofton House School, Vancouver. Acta Ridleiana, Ridley College, Ontario. Saint Andrew s College Review, Toronto. The College Times, Upper Canada College, Toronto. The Mitre, Bishop ' s College, Lennoxville. Kings Hall School Magazine Compton, P.Q. The Tallow Dip, Netherwood, Rothesay, N.B. Vox Fluminis, Riverbend School, Winnipeg. St. Helen s School Magazine, Dunham. [106] ♦ Ftre Automobile ♦ LtabiUty Burglary Plate Glass Boiler AMERICAN HOME FIRE ASSURANCE COMPANY ♦ Ftre • Explosion ♦ Automobile Tornado ♦ Sprinkler Leakage ♦ Head Office for Canada: 465 ST. JOHN STREET - - - MONTREAL [107] STAFF DIRECTORY Miss Gumming, Trafalgar School, 3495 Simpson St., Montreal. Miss Abbott, 505 Pine Ave., Montreal. Miss Bedford- J onEs, 210 Somerset St. W., Ottawa, Ontario. Miss Bryan, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Mlle. Bugnion, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Cam, 1 Keble Road, Oxford, England. Miss Carroll, 547 Lansdowne Ave., Westmount. Miss Donkersley, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Mlle. Dillon, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Goldstein, 1 Rosemount Ave., Apt. 23, Westmount. Miss Hicks, 3610 Lome Crescent, Montreal. Miss Hooper, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Mrs. Irwin, 4324 Harvard Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. Mlle. Juge, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Mrs. Leonard, 3498 Walkley Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. Mrs. Norris, 4231 Hampton Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. Miss Parker, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Prutsman, 1836 Bayle Ave., Montreal. Miss Randall, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Sargent, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Scott, 11 Eliot Place, London, S.E. 3, England. Miss Strawbridge, 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. SCHOOL DIRECTORY A AIRD, PAMELA, Apt. 29, Linton Apts., Sherbrooke St. W., MonlreaL ALLEN, PHYLLIS, 8 Perrault Av3., St. Anne de Bellevue. ALLEN, RUTH, 8 Perrault Ave., St. Anne de Bellevue. ALEXANDER, JEAN, 116 Easton Ave., Montreal West. ANDERSON, GLADYS, Breakeyville, P.Q. ANDERSON, HARRIET, 19 Thornhill Ave., Westmount. ATKINSON, JEANNIE, 4818 Victoria Ave., Montreal. AYER, HELEN, 810 Upper Lansdowne Ave., Westmount. B BAYER, JOAN, 3488 Cote des Neiges, Apt. 11, Montreal. BAYNE, ANNE, 6 Portland Avenue, Sherbrooke, P.Q. BERENS, LYN, 3442 Stanley St., Montreal. BIRKS, JOYCE, 1547 Pine Avenue W., Montreal. BLAIR, HOPE, 4212 Marcil Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. BRODIE, BARBARA, 4710 Roslvn Ave., Westmount. BRODIE, BETTY, 4710 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. BROW, ELIZABETH. 3244 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. BROWN, NANCY, 742 Roslvn Ave., Westmount. BROWN, MOLLY, 3558 Marlowe Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. BROWN, ROSEMARY, Apt. 11, Gleneagle Apis., 3940 Cote des Neiiies, Montreal. BROWN, WINIFRED, 742 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. BURGESS, NORMA, 4334 Harvard Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. BURROWS, ELIZABETH, 3770 Grey Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. BYATT, MARJORIE, Apt. 32, 3055 Sherbrooke St. W., Westmount. c CAMPBELL, AILSA, 56 Cornwall Ave., Mt. Royal, P.Q. CAMPBELL, HEATHER, 296 Broadwav Ave., Lachine, P.Q. CAPrS. PEGGY, 5540 Queen Mary Rd., Montreal. CARMICHAEL, ALISON, 1455 Drummond St., Montreal. CHAMBERS, MARGOT, 234 Parat Rd., West- unt. CHASE, FRANCES, 1285 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. CHISHOLM, DAINTRY, 1935 St. Luke St., Montreal. CHISHOLM, NATALIE, 1935 St. Luke St., Montreal. CHRISTIE, JOYCE, 3517 Vendome Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. CLAGUE, JOAN, 29 Thurlow Rd., Hampstead. CLARKE, MARY LOU, 3072 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. CLARKE, PEGGY, 737 St. Catherine Rd., Outremoni. COLLINS. MARY ELIZABETH, 425 Argyle Ave., Westmount. COMMON, ANNETTE, 157 Ed rehill Rd., Westmount. COMMON, DORIS, 157 Edgehill Rd,. Westmount. CORDELL. CONSTANCE, 3770 Westmount vd., Westmount. COTE, LORRAINE, 5458 Grovehill Place, Montreal. CRAIG. BEREATH, Apt. 4, 5454 Queen Mary Rd., Montreal. CROOKER, JOYCE, 4030 Beaconsfield Ave., Montreal. CURRAN, BETTY, Apt. 916, Drummond Court Apts., Montreal. D DAVIDSON, JANE, 4150 Harvard Ave., N.D.G., Montreal DAVISON, DIANA, 755 Upper Belmont Ave., Westmount. DE LAPLANTE, RUTH, 5599 Queen Mary Rd., Hampstead. DETTMERS, ELSIE, 4348 Westmount Ave., Wes ' mount. DIXON, JANET, 4484 Western Ave., Westmount. [108] DRESSES For S or oummer w ear Our assortment of Girls ' Summer Dresses is very complete. Play dresses and after- noon dresses, mostly imports, in broadcloths, prints and dimities. All chosen with as much care as dresses twice their price. Sizes 7 to 14; 12 to 16, 3.75 to 4.95. for fussier occasions Organdies, plain and printed silks, nets, and marquisettes - in many different styles and col- ours. Sizes 7 to 14; 12 to 16 7.95 to 12.50. Junior Dept., Second Floor HENRY MORGAN CO.. LIMITED [109] DODD, ANNE, 209 Carlyle Ave., Ml. Royal. DODDS, JEAN, 58 Belvedere Rd., Westmount. DOMVILLE, KATHERINE, 304 Monmouth Rd., M.t Royal. DONNELLY, JEAN, 3010 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. DOUGLASS, JEAN, 8 Nelson Street, Montreal West. DUNLOP, LOIS, 130 Clandeboye Ave., Westmount. DUNLOP, SHIRLEY, 130 Clandeboye Ave., Westmount. E EDEN, ELIZABETH, 688 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. EDEN, MARJORIE, 688 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. ELLIOT, JANE, 3538 Grey Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. ELDER, PEGGY, 3738 Cote des Neiges Road, Montreal. F FAIRWEATHER, JUNE, 445 Daly Ave., Ottawa. FEE, LORRAINE, 78 St. Pierre St., St.Hyacinthe, P.Q. FERGIE, MARY, 1509 Sherbrooke St. W., Apt. 27, Montreal. FERGUSON, NORMA, 637 Lansdowne Ave., Montreal. FINLAYSON, VALDA, 4772 Upper Roslyn Ave., Westmount. FISHER, MARGARET, Como, P.Q. FISHER, MARIE, 3526 Grey Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. FITZHARDINGE, ELIZABETH, 123 Union Blvd., St. Lambert. FOREMAN, MARGARET, 465 Victoria Ave., Westmount. FORREST, JOAN, 763 Upper Lansdowne Ave., Westmount. FORSYTH, MARGARET, 74 Sunnyside Ave., Westmount. FOX, MAUDE, 3009 Barat Road, Westmount. FRANCIS, MARION, 1620 Cedar Ave., Montreal. ERASER, BETTY, 640 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. FOX, MARIAN, 3009 Barat Road, Westmount. FOX, ANNE, 3009 Barat Road, Westmount. G GILLETT, ADRIENNE, 563 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. GILLINGHAM, PHYLLIS, 4293 Dorchester St. W., Montreal. GILLMOR, NANCY, 1537 St. Matthew St., Montreal. GREENFIELD, HELEN, 25 Redpath Place, Montreal. GRIER, GEORGINA, 1444 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. GRIFFITH, DAPHNE, 57 Belvedere Circle, Westmount. GRIFFITH, ELIZABETH, 398 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. GRIMLEY, MARY, 4332 Westmount Ave., Westmount. H HADRILL, ANN, 3517 Oxford Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. HALE, ELIZABETH, 38 Lazard Ave., Mt. Royal. HALE, PRISCILLA, 38 Lazard Ave., Mt. Royal. HALL, LILY, 1620 Selkirk Ave., Montreal. HAMILTON, JANET, 4015 Trafalgar Road, Montreal. HANEY, MARION, Drummondville, P.Q. HARGREAVES, ESTELLE, 1485 Fort St., Montreal. HARRISON, JANE, 4713 Grosvenor Ave., Montreal. HAY, ELIZABETH ANN, 4445 Western Ave., Westmount. HELLSTROM, KERSTIN, 200 Cote St. Antoine Rd., Westmount. HEWARD, MARION, 10 Anworth Rd., Westmount. HEWARD, MARJORIE, 462 Mountain Ave., Westmount. HODGES, CLAIRE, 3559 Addington Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. HODGES, HELEN, 3559 Addington Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. HOHLSTEIN, JACQUELINE, 21 Barat Rd., Westmount. HOLDEN, ELVIRA, 4691 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. HOLDEN, MARY, 4691 Grosvenor Ave., Westmout. HOLLAND, PATSY, 5020 Victoria Ave., Westmount. HOW, ANNE, 3593 Marlowe Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. HOW, JOAN, 1564 Summerhill Ave., Montreal. HOWARD. WILMA, 28 Summit Crescent, Westmount. HUBBELL, THEODORA. 453 Mt. Stephen Ave., Westmount. HUNTER, AUDREY, 619 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. HNTER. DORTHY, 619 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. HUNTER, MARGARET, 6 Redpath Place, Montreal. HURD, MARGOT, 5 Hudson Ave., Westmount. J JAQUES. ANNE, 528 Victoria Ave., Westmount. JOHNSON, ELIZABETH, 638 Clarke Ave., Westmount. JOHNSON, LOIS, 4732 Victoria Ave., Westmount. JOHNSON, DAGMAR, 428 Elm Ave., Westmount. JOHNSTON, RUTH, 1081 Caledonia Rd., Mt. Royal. K KEHM, MARJORIE, Apt. 8, 4131 Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. KER, VALERIE, 247 Kensington Ave., Westmount. KERR, ROSEMARY, 4031 Marlowe Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. KENDALL, ELIZABETH ANNE, 4669 Grosvenor Ave.. West- mount. KENDALL, JOYCE, 4669 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. KETTERSON, JANE, 3652 Northcliffe Ave., Montreal. L LAIRD. PEGGY, 923 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. LANG, JEAN, 1570 Bernard Ave., Outremont. LAWES, IRENE, 44 Stratford Rd., Hampstead. LAWES, NINA, 44 Stratford Rd., Hampstead. LEAVITT, HELEN, 79 Wolseley Ave., Montreal West. LEAVITT, ROSILLA, 79 Wolseley Ave., Montreal West. LEMERCIER, MARY, 384 Wood Ave., Westmount. LEVASSEUR, JACQUELINE, 3472 Mountain St., Montreal. LINDSAY, ANN, 502 Elm Ave., Westmount. LINDSAY, MARY, 502 Elm Ave., Westmount. LOWE, WINNIFRED, 3575 Northcliffe Ave., Montreal. LUNDON, MARGARET, 1501 Crescent St., Montreal. LYMAN, FAITH, 1369 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. LYSTER, ALISON, 485 Strathcona Ave., Westmount. M MACARIO, JOYCE, 683 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. MACAULAY, JEAN, 598 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. MACAULAY, RUPERTA, 598 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. MacKAY, GRACE, 471 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. MacKAY, MARY, 119 Wolseley Ave., Montreal West. MacKINNON, MARION, 4249 Wilson Ave., Montreal. MACKLAIER, ELSIE, 752 Upper Belmont Ave., Wetsmount. MACKLAIER, JOAN, 752 Upper Belmont Ave., Westmount. MACLAREN, ELIZABETH, 5064 Notre Dame de Grace Ave., Montreal. MacMILLAN, MARION, 503 Argvle Ave., Westmount. MacMILLAN, PEGGY, 503 Argyle Ave., Westmount. MACPHERSON, AUDREY, 758 Upper Lansdowne Ave., West- mount. MANSON, AUDREY, 4838 Mira Rd., Montreal. MANSON, BETTY, 4838 Mira Rd., Montreal. MANSON, NORA, 4838 Mira Rd., Montreal. MARTIN, BRENDA, 305 Ballantyne Ave., Montreal West. MARTIN, DAPHNE, 305 Ballantyne Ave., Montreal. MATHER, MARY, 5583 Queen Mary Rd., Hampstead. McBRIDE, MARJORIE, 3769 Grey Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. McCURDY, MARDY, 4692 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. McFARLANE, ALMA, 637 Sydenham Ave., Westmount. McFARLANE, MARGARET, 637 Sydenham Ave., Westmount. McKEAN, NANCY, 26 Richelieu Place, Montreal. McLACHLIN, MARJORY, Apt. 8, 5672 Sherbrooke St., N.D.G., Montreal. McNIECE, LAWRENCE, 4197 Wilson Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. MECHIN, MARILYN, 11844 Notre Dame St. E., Pointe aux Trembles. MERRY, DONNA, 11 De Casson Rd., Westmount. MILLS. MARION, 4159 Old Orchard Ave., N.D.G., Montreal. MITCHELL, HARRIET, 1321 Sherbrooke St. W., Montreal. MITCHELL, LAURA, 81 Chesterfield Ave., Montreal. MORRIS, MARY, 125 Ballantyne Ave., Montreal West. MUIR, MARGARET, 801 Upper Belmont Ave., Westmount. MUNROE, MARY, 29 Bellvue Ave., Westmount. MURRAY, SUSAN, 6 Richelieu Place, Montreal. N NEILL, LOIS, 19 Stratford Road, Hampstead, P.Q. NICOL, NANCY, 153 Quebec Street, Sherbrooke, P.Q. NORMAN, MARIE, 44 Aberdeen Ave., Westmount. O O ' HALLORAN, ANNE, 322 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. O ' HALLORAN, JUDY, 322 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. OLIVER, MARIE. 440 Strathcona Ave., Westmount. ORR, PEGGY, 4310 Beanconfield Ave., Montreal. OSLER, NORMA, 4516 Old Orchard Ave., Montreal. P PACKARD, MARGUERITE, 609 St. Joseph St., Lachine. PARSONS, MARGARET, 508 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. PARSON, RUTH, 4744 Victoria Ave., Westmount. PATON, MAVIS, 4715 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. PATRICK, DOROTHY, 524 Argyle Ave., Westmount. PATTERSON, JOAN, 5607 Queen Mary Road, Montreal. [110] [Ill] PATTISON, BABS., 3010 Weslmoimt Blvd., Weslmount. PICKUP, MARY, 332 Ballantyne Ave. N., Montreal West. PIERS, DIANA, 10 Werendale Park, Weslmount. PITFIELD, SALLY, " Saraguay " , Cartierville, P.Q. PORTER, MARGARET, 42 Summit Crescent, Westmount. PORTER, MARY, 42 Summit Crescent, Westmount. POTTER, MARILYN, 56 Sunnyside Ave., Westmount. PRESCESKY, THELMA, 4353 Westmount Ave., Westmount. R READ, EVELYN, 123 Brock Ave. N., Montreal West. REDPATH, JOAN, 4 Parkside Place, Montreal. REID, ALLANA, 152 Hillcrest Ave., Montreal West. REISER, MARIE, 4727 Weslmount Blvd., Westmount. RILEY, DRUSILLA, The Point Choisy, 3430 Stanley St., Montreal. RINTOUL, MARION, 586 Bourgeois Ave., Pt. St. Charles. ROBERTSON, CHARLOTTE, 109 Sunnyside Ave., Westmount. ROBERTSON, JOAN, 109 Sunnyside Ave., Westmount. ROBINSON, FRANCES, Cowansville, P.Q. ROBINSON, MARJORIE, 1459 Crescent St., Montreal. ROSS, ELAINE, 56 Upper Bellvue Ave., Westmount. ROSS, PEGGY, 655 Cote St. Antoine Rd., Westmount. RUDDICK, JEAN, 1499 Crescent St., Montreal. S SANDILANDS, JOAN, 5573 Queen Mary Rd., Hampstead. SAUNDERS, MARGARET, Talbot Woods Aldyth Road, Bournemouth, England. SCHOFIELD, JOYCE, 124 Kenaston Rd., Mount Royal. SCRIMGER, CHARLOTTE, 1389 Rdepath Crescent, Montreal. SCRIMGER, ELIZABETH, 1389 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. SEELY, JANE, 1636 Seaforth Ave., Montreal. SHAW, ELIZABETH, 69 Clandeboye Ave., Westmount. SHORE, MARGARET, Apt. 3, 1474 Fort St., Montreal. SIMPSON, MARGERY, 24 Redpath Place, Montreal. SINNAMON, JEAN, 2022 Sherbrooke St. E., Montreal. SINNAMON, SHEILA, 2022 Sherbrooke St. E., Montreal, SLACK, JANET, Waterloo, P.Q. SMART, ALISON, 2935 Malpewood Ave., Apt. 17, Montreal. SMART, ELSPETH, 2935 Maplewood Ave., Apt. 17, Montreal. SMITH, BARBARA, 454 Laurier Ave. E., Ottawa. SMITH, ELIZABETH, 513 Argyle Ave.. WestmouiU. SMITH, ELIZABETH ANN, 631 Lansdowne Ave., Weitmoui SOPER, ANNE, 3246 Cedar Ave., Weslmount. STANIFORTH, DOROTHY, 715 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. STEARNS, ANN, Trafalgar Apts., 3980 Cole des Neiges, Montreal. STEARNS, JOAN, Trafalgar Apis. 3980 Cole des Neiges, Montreal. STEVENS, MARGARET, 4241 Kingston Ave., Montreal. STEVENSON, AUDREY, 3564 Marlowe Ave., N.D.G. STRATHY, MARIE, 1576 Bernard Ave., Outremonl. STUART, MARY, 58 Beverley Rd., Mount Royal. T TAYLOR, JEAN, 26, Forty-First Ave., Lachine. TAYLOR, NANCY, 608 Grosvenor Ave., Westmount. TELFER, RUTH, 619 Lansdowne Avs., Weslmount. THACKERAY, JOAN, 14 Hudson Ave., Westmount. THOM, ANNE, 1437 Chomedv St., Montreal. THOMPSON, MARGARET, 4481 Montrose, Westmount. THOMSON, JOY, 3219 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. TURVILLE, DOROTHY, 42 Devon Ave., Westmount. TYNDALE, PEGGY, 115 Sunnyside Ave., Weslmount. W WALSH JOAN, 5051 Glencairn Road, Montreal. WALSH, CARROL, 777 Upper Belmont Ave., Weslmount. WARD, BETTE, 1469 Drummond St., Montreal. WATSON, BARBARA, 4905 Lasalle Blvd., Verdun. WATSON, CLAIRE, 1434 Sherbrooke St., Montreal. WEBSTER, ELIZABETH, 108 Edison Ave., St. Lambert. WHITMORE, JACQUELINE, 5548 Queen Mary Rd., Montreal. WICKES, BARBARA, 108 Kenaston Ave., Ml. Royal. WILKES, CYNTHIA, 2062 Vendome Ave., N.D.G. WILLIAMS, CHRISTINE, 2070 Lincoln Ave., Montreal. WILLIAMS, HESTER, 2070 Lincoln Ave., Montreal. WILLIAMS, PHYLLIS, 61 Pine Ave., St. Lambert. WOOD. DOROTHEA, 723 Upper Belmont Ave., Westmount. WRIGHT, GRACE, 517 Roslyn Ave., Westmount. WURTELE, GRACE, 756 Upper Lansdowne Ave., Westmount. WURTELE, ISABELLA, 756 Upper Lansdowne Ave., Westmount. ' " J " ' HE world ' wide broadcast of the Corona- tion ceremonies in May last was a graphic illustration of what science has achieved in the field of communication. Telephone scientists and engineers, more than any other group, can claim the credit for this marvellous achievement. Radio is the child of the telephone. 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