Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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PHOTOGRAPH COMPETITION Second Prize — Jane Torrey Honourable Mention — Anne Murray We thank Mr. Keymer for his kindness in judging the conipetition, and so generously presenting Sylvania flash bulbs to all the competitors. [14]

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AWARDS THE TRAFALGAR CUP, awarded to the most public spirited of the senior girls, who at the same time has maintained a high standard of conduct and has shown devotion to work, was awarded last year to Lynne Harrison. THE FORSYTH CUP, awarded to the senior girl who has made the most of her opportunities, showing herself friendly and helpful to all, was awarded to Sandra Keymer. THE INTER-HOUSE SHIELD, presented by Mrs. Wynne Robinson to the House which attains the greatest number of points during the year, was won by Barclay House. THE CUMMING PRIZE was awarded to Carol Clark for a high standard of work and conduct, in both the day- and the boarding-school. THE FAIRLEY PRIZE was awarded to Sandra Kovacs for public spirit, and varied contributions to the life of the day- and the boarding-school. • • • Miss Holbrook ' s ballet classes. [13 1

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CITY AT TWILIGHT Beneath the hazy blue of Twilight ' s cloak The city gleams, its lights like tiny stars Pinpricking through the dusk. They lie in patterns Like constellations in the whirling heavens. Blurred close at hand, but sharpening with distance, Until, farthest of all, a jewelled chain Is flung across a chasm — lazy darkness That is the river. And beyond the lights Mysterious purple mountains softly beckon As Twilight runs to them, deserts the city. And it is left alone, a prey to darkness. Anne Begor, Form Vb, Gumming House. FOXHUNTING WHAT COULD BE more thrilling than to see hounds in full cry behind a straight-necked fox? The scarlet coats and gleaming horses of the riders, and the dappled beauty of a pack of fox hounds is a sight which quickens the blood of all who see it. The farmer ' s pleasure, however, in this great sport is apt to be marred if he has to spend the evening hours sorting out his cattle and repairing his fences. The hunt never wants to cause damage, and if a farmer finds his gate left open at the end of a day ' s hunting he may be sure that the hunt feels even worse than he does about it. After all, it wasn ' t their fault that that stupid nephew of old Mrs. Plushbottom came down for the weekend. In fact the farmer is probably so angry about his gate that he forgets the foxes hounds kill, and the money the hunt saves him by ridding him of those chicken killers. It is a pity not more farmers come out hunting, all are more than welcome and, for a farmer, it doesn ' t cost a cent. Just follow hoimds once, either on foot or, if you are lucky enough, on that gallant animal the horse. I promise it won ' t be the last time you go! Jennifer Biggs, Arts VI, Fairley House. [15]