Trinity College School - Record Yearbook (Port Hope, Ontario Canada)
- Class of 1928
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Old Boys' Notes '
Illustration of Part of New School 5
First Team-1928 8
Return of Herlock Sholrnes Vw. F-N l
The Ghost of the Pantheon Niblick J
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Third Team-1928 12
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Joys of Youth S. G. 14
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Mythology for Moderns-Perseus 16
The Duchess' Ball C. F. H. 17
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Chickens Come Home to Roost Spectator 21
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No. 3 December l5th l928
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Joint Editors ' PX T. GRAHAM ASSI EdlfOfS ' HA MARTIN
Spgf-fs f T. E. NICHOL and G. H. JOHNSON
Published on the first and fifteenth of each month Price 32.00 per Academic Year.
The Editors welcome contributions for publication from all sources.
A provincial mind is like a house with no windows
open, where the air is used over and over again until it
has lost all its value. To be provincial, in the bad sense,
is to have no interests outside our own limited world and
to have no sympathy with anything that is outside .our
experience. Provincial is quite dsitinct from practical,
though most provincial people call themselves practical
and like themselves none the less for the characteristic.
We should all be practical. If we viewed the world as a
panorama and ourselves in it, in our true proportion, we
should think it unimportant whether we shaved or cleaned
our shoes: but luckily we are practical enough to devote a
certain amount of time each day to these matters of
purely personal importance. It is. further. our duty to
devote our practical energies to our own sphere of life,
however small: otherwise the doctor would read his news-
paper and refuse to prescribe for colds, and the policeman
would think about the nature of the universe and let the
tratlic go where it liked. In a school. as much as any-
where, we must let our own world loom very large,
because we belong to it and because, if we are not making
our mark upon it, we are not making our mark anywhere.
But that is not provinciality. Putting all our ener-
gies into a job because it is our job is a very different
thing from thinking that our own job is the only one in
which we need take any interest. This is a very narrow
attitude and dangerously easy to get into. This is pro-
vinciality. and a noisome and horrid vice. It manifests
itself in a boorish disregard for strangers, inability to
include in a conversation people who do not belong to
our own community and the constant use of all the same
expressions as our friends use. To put the matter briefly
it is a vice which makes us absolutely undesirable outside
the walls of our own world and which will make us the
tnore disliked the further we move from home. If this
isn't enough to make us avoid it. the following arguments
should. In an age when so many things are happening
and we have so many means of hearing about them, it
is highly unreasonable to turn our backs to the world
and give all our time to the contemplation of our own
school or town. There are ideas tioating around which
would help us along enormously in our everyday life and
help, through us. the body to which we belong: but we
can't get at them unless we open our windows and let
them iioat in, or even put our heads some way out and
catch them. What was the Renaissance in Europe but
the opening of such a window and a rush of all the
cleverest people to open more windows and stick their
heads out as far as possible 'Z Some of them fell out, but
Europe thrived and grew strong through their experi-
Now the great thing about provinciality is that as
it is such an easy vice to acquire it is also most easy to
avoid. Given the one fact that we don't think ourselves
altogether too good for the world. there are several ways
in which we can become broad-minded. But the pleasant-
est and surest and easiest way is reading. Nearly all
reading is a broadening of the mind. A good daily news-
paper, which has the art of selecting the most interesting
news from all over the world fwithout twisting it to suit
a political party or to show the fulfilment of a prophecy
"made in these columns in a previous issue"J is a regular
tonic for provinciality. But books are the best of all.
They can show us people and places which We shouldn't
otherwise see, point out our ignorance in a polite way
which we can't possibly resent, and do all that can be
done to show us our true place in the scheme of creation.
Of course some books are better than others, but it can
be taken for granted that our intelligent readers never
waste their time reading bad ones.
And what is the moral? Simply that we must look
on provinciality as an enemy which must be kept out of
this paper at all costs. He will do his best to come in
because school magazines are one of his favorite play-
grounds. He shows his tiresome countenance in the form
of school gossip, and jokes which can only be understood
by members of the school. But if it can be shown in these
pages that this paper represents a body that is wide
awake. looking at the world and taking it in, reading and
judging wisely what it reads, then we shall have over-
come provinciality and justified ourselves, by proving that
a school paper need not be provincial and that the less
provincial it is the more interestnig it will be, not only
to outsiders, but to ourselves.
Qblh 131:14-si' Sutra
The Old Boys' Annual Dinner will be held in the
Alexandra Room, King Edward Hotel, Toronto, at 7:30
p.m., on Thursday, January 10, 1929. All Old Boys,
whether members of the Association or nor, will be
welcome at this Dinner, when plans of the new buildings
will be exhibited and explained. No one will be asked
to contribute any fees or subscriptions for any purpose
whatever on this occasion. Tickets for the Dinner may
be procured from the Secretary-Treasurer of the Old
Boys' Association, 225 Douglas Drive, Toronto 5, on or
before January Sth, at 82.50 each. No telephone reser-
vations can be made.
TRINITY t'tll,I.ICGE SCIIUUI. IlI'It'UIiIJ
George Ince spent five years ot' his life at T. C. S.,
from 1884 to 1888. He was born August lst. 1873,
and died on July 3rd, 1928.
He was one ofthe most popular boys ot' his period,
on account of his kindly disposition and generous spirit.
This popularity followed him throughout his future
life, and he has always inspired affection in his as-
sociates, from time to time.
He had the great distinction of winning the Open
Championship in Track Athletics in 1888, although he
was eligible for the fifteen-year and under class, which
corresponded nearly with the Junior School ot' today.
This was considered a great achievement, especially as
he was competing with boys three and four years older
The last few years of his life had been painful, as
he suffered severely from rheumatism, and his death is
really a happy release. l'p to the last, however, he
maintained his cheery outlook and fortitude.
Qlllilliant tbvurgv flute
"BilIy", as he was invariably and affectionately
known by all his friends, entered the Junior School in
September 1925, at the age of twelve and a half
years. He took a very full share in all that the School
did in work and play and he passed into the Middle
School in September 1927, being placed in the Shell
Form where he soon rose to the head of the Form and
was promoted to the Lower Remove. In the Midsummer
examinations he was ranked head of the new Form in
spite of a month's absence through sickness. He was a
very keen Athlete and did particularly well in the Gym-
nasium, receiving his Littleside colours at the Annual
Competition. He left for the holidays at the end of
Trinity Term apparently recovered from his sickness.
The death of his father shortly after his return home
affected him very deeply and a fresh infection attack-
ed him and proved fatal on August 9th, He was the
third of his name in three generations to be a member
of the School, and his short, bright, active life gave pro-
mise of adding further lustre to one of the School's
greatest names. Our sincere sympathy is given to his
mother who in a few short weeks lost both husband
BALDWIN-WINSLOW-At St. John's Church,
Cavan, on Saturday, November 2-ith, 1928. by the Rev-
erend Canon W. V. Allen, grainltatln-r oi' tb-A bride.
Iidward William Charles, second volt 'vii I.awr--in-e Iiald-
win of "Mashquoteh," Toronto, to Audrey .Nlary k'it'I,ul'i1t,
only daughter ol' I,ouis II Winslow nl' llitnirllelyll, Ida.
Dear Old Iloys,
uillll lllis. lllt' lI'tIl'tI Isstle ol' the new l'ol'Iti ol' llii'
Record. you will have been made aware ul' will' anus. In
this regard we hope these pages speak I-trl'1ll"l'llSt'IX4'S.
They may be lacking in worth but not in sincerity ol' el'-
fort: and it is our hope that this modest beginning rnawc
mature, through a year's experimenting. into a publica-
tion ot' which the New School may well be proud.
Now, Trinity College School is more than an ar-
chitectural pile: it is an institution built ot' the practi-
cal and spiritual expression ot' her boys, past and pres-
ent. If we can record the performance ot' this wider
connotation ot' T. C. at frequent intervals. we shall
all be brought together twice- -or at the otltsitlc ont-es
a month. To that end we ask you to lay aside your mod-
esty, put some of your self in these pages. and contri-
bute to the building ot' :t magazine that inay, through
your efforts, rank with the best Canadian publications.
H. H. Mackenzie. '82 to '8-1, has been appointed an
Assistant General Manager of the Bank of Montreal. and
R. P. Jellett. '92 to '97, has been appointed General
Manager of The Royal Trust Company to till the vacancy
created by Mr. Mackenzies resignation from that position.
Mr. Mackenzie was formerly General Manager of the
Bank of British North America until it amalgamated
with the Bank of Montreal in 1918. while Mr. Jellett. who
is one of our Governors, entered the service of The Royal
Trust Company in 1902.
Many happy returns to Mr. F. H. Gooch. who recently
celebrated his 68th birthday. Mr. Gooch has been a resi-
dent of Toronto all his life and a member of the Albany
Club for more than 30 years. In 1867 he attended T. C.
at Weston. and had it not been for the Rev. Mr. Johnson's
son, who brought him up unconscious. he would have been
drowned in a hole in the Humber his tirst year at T. C. S.
We have to apologize for an error in the Boxing
results of last issue. The winner of the Fly-Weight
should have read HALL. not DAWE.
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Friends of the School will be glad to heal' that the
working plans and specifications of the new Senioi School
Buildings in Port Hope are now complete. It is on
fidently expected that work will begin at the end of
December 01' the beginning of January.
H. I". Ketchum, Esq.: The Headmasterg Wm. Ogle, Esq.
C. D. C'ummin,f:s, D. W. McLaren, F. Douglas, R. P. Howaid L
Russel, J. Popham.
T. H. Roper, T. E. Nichol, R. M. I.. Mudge. G. I-I. .Iohmon G
Elliot, D. K. Cassels, J. E. T. McMullen.
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THE RETURN OF HERLOCIQ SHOLNIES
The Ghost of the Pantheon.
Snow fell thick on the deserted Rue de St. Antoine.
while most of Paris slept. In one ot' the tall narrow
mansionsof other days Sholmes and Jotson before a cosy
fire talked while the snow continued to obscure the long
windows, and vanish in a moment. Sholmes' attention
was drawn to the window.
"Like a snowflake on the river,
A moment here, then gone for ever."
he quoted. "That's the way of it, my dear Jotson: my
reputation, gone for ever." "Not at all," said the docto1',
"not for ever. The snow-flake returns to mother ocean
to be later taken up to the clouds, or else evaporated by
the morrow's sung and so it comes again with another
frost." "Very comforting, but how long, my God, how
Sholmes was plainly distressed by his blunder in the
case of "The Cultured Pearls." I ani getting old, Jotson,
just old enough to be terribly fallible." "Don't despair,
old friend, the snowflake will fall again. Tomorrow, next
day, next month will come the great chance. never fear."
A month had passed since the "notable failure," a
month since the great detective had torn the lovely
"Ramona" into a thousand shreds as being his false
inspirer. Not once since then had he lifted himself out
of the contemplation of his sad failure, so that poor
Jotson was condemned to a most mournful society.
Despite their seeming great friendship, relations were
strained and the atmosphere hung with irritability and
impatience of reply that had been such strangers to their
life-long association. J otson had done his best to improve
matters, but the detective seemed continually obsessed
with the fear that he was absurd to all eyes, even his
friend's. "Look here, Sholmes," said Jotson, "this has
got to stop. You know very well all men are fallible, and
I admire your great virtues, both as a man and a detective
the same as ever. Let's go to bed, old friend, and
tomorrow let's wake up in a new frame of mind. Good
night, Sholmes." The detective took the proffered hand
but said nothing, evidently deeply moved by his friend's
Over breakfast next morning "Le Matin" claimed
their whole attention. Leaning against a wall of sugar-
bowl and cruet-stand, its staring head-lines told the story:
GHOST MYSTERY AT THE PANTHEON
Panic-stricken Full House
and Sholmes was reading in English:
"Last night close on eleven the audience at the Pan-
theon were driven into the worst panic Paris has seen
since the fire at the Opera House. At the close of Harley
the Hypnotists turn, in the dim light of the body of the
house, a great figure of gigantic proportions suspended in
mid-air dominated the huge throng for a full minute.
Then a woman screamedg men shoutedg uproar, panic.
Exit-doors fell under the terrorized rush of the mob, and,
needless to say, many were injured in the panic, but for-
tunately no deaths resulted.
"It is impossible to arrive at any theory, though it
is rumored that there is some connection between the
phenomenon and the hyponotist's turn. The savants
scout this idea as impossible and advise the authorities
to search for some practical joker, who has used some
unheard of means of launching into mid-air the picture
of the monster. At present, this is the theory the police
are following, and it is hoped the matter will be cleared
up before evening. The Pantheon management are natur-
ally disturbed, but apparently the show will go on as
"What do you think of that, Jotson ?" Is this my
chance," said the detective eagerly. The medical man
Was all excitement. "Most assuredly, Sholmes, and the
best of allg the chance to solve a problem for thousands
of l'arisians. llon't wait to be asked Hill-r your
services." "That will l. Jotson, and at the moment," said
the detective, rising. "t'onn- with me to the Pantheon.
where we shall be sure to find the niauagt-r."
It was no great distance to the music hall. and the
two, dispensing with a cab, hurried through the snow-
covered streets as best they could. and arrived at the
Pautheon shortly after ten. As they expected the man-
ager was in his oflice, but with the police. llere was
occasion for Sholmes' greatest annoyance being displayed.
The police had again and again obstructed his actions
and, though the most generous of men he was now
accustomed to treat them with cold contempt. Un the
back of his card he wrote in English: "Have confidence
I can solve your problem in 2-1 hours. See me at once.
please." The stage-door porter was sent up with the
message, returning in a trice with the news that Mon-
sieur Flaubert would see them at once. Buoyecl with a
new hope, Sholmes dragged the doctor up a narrow flight
of stairs, where they had to give way to four official
gentlemen of the stamp the detective had long hated. Hut
he was politeness itself and stood aside to allow the otli-
cers a comfortable passage down the stairs. Flaubert
was at his door to meet them, and in broken English he
welcomed them effusively:
"Enter, messieurs, I have need of you. You will save
to me the good name, n'est-ce pas?" Sholmes, while
choosing a comfortable chair, reassured his host and
asked him to tell his story carefully, omitting nothing.
He did so, adding nothing to the newspaper account
except that he gave greater horror to the apparition: a
great distorted body of human shape with a skull for
head, and long gorilla-like arms that clawed the air for a
victim. Sholmes saw nothing was to be gained from his
tale, so started a series of questions that the manager
answered impatiently. "How long have you been in the
theatre business, monsieur?" "I am occupied in it since
twenty-two years, M. Sholmes, and have no trouble of no
matter what sort." "That is not true," returned Sholmes
quickly. "When was that picture of yours taken'."' The
detective was pointing to a cabinet portrait of the man-
ager on his desk. "Less than a year ago," was the halting
reply. "Well," Sholmes went on. "that is the picture of
a man of not more than fifty, while today you look not a
day under sixty-five." "But, monsieur. figure to yourself
how much I am deranged. This horrible affair has given
me twenty years of more," said the Frenchman, wringing
his hands. "No," returned Sholmes, "that would not
cause you to lose twenty or thirty pounds. have your face
so creased with lines. or streak your hair with white. all
in one night. No, my friend. you will have to tell me of
the danger that has been hanging over you since last
year before I go a step farther in your case. If not, I
shall tell you myself in two or three hours, so please save
me this valuable time."
"You astound me, monsieur." stammered the man-
ager": how can a little affair of a great singer given to
the 1-. No, impossible. You have deceived yourself.
monsieur. I can tell you nothing to aid."
"Very well," said the detective impatiently. "good
morning, but before I go. let me have two seats in the
stalls for the second house tonight, and after the per-
formance or the panic I shall be waiting here to reveal
the joker." "Forgive me. monsieur. you are too kind.
but I assure you in a manner of the most sincere that I
am incapable of to aid you. But here are places: my
signature on this card to you makes the house free."
Sholmes took the card and pushed Jotson before him
towards the door.
Once outside, the detective was a new man: his step
was quicker and more springy. while he chatted in the
most aimless fashion about the weather. But. hardly
had they left the theatre five minutes behind when he
stopped Jotson and said quickly: "You see, don't you '?
10 H TRINITY COILIEGE SYCLHOQL RlEQORiDg 1-W
Some private grudge has caused the whole thing. It's a
long shot. I know. but his manner and that picture con-
vince me I ani right. The great singer given to the -.
What does that mean but that somebody has suffered by
his giving a great singer to the world ? Our next step is
to see Lecoq. who has the history of Parisian Theatre-
land at his lingers' ends. Lecoq was a sous-prefet who
had helped Sholmes on many an occasion in Paris and
been assisted by Shohnes in London.
They were not disappointed when they arrived at
the Surete: Lecoq would see them and they were ushered
into the great little man's office. Lecoq greeted Sholmes
eifusively and with real sincerity: "How do you do, my
dear Sholmes? Five years, isn't it? But I've heard of
you from month to month. so that we haven't really been
strangers all that time." "Thank you, my friend," said
Sholmes. "And I have heard of you, now the peerless
Lecoq, prince of detectives."
Lecoq beamed but disclaimed such praise: "You are
a flatterer, Sholmes. But, never mind, what brings you
here 'T Need I ask 'F It's the Pantheon case, and, although
I'm entirely out of it. command me." "As usual. you are
right, Lecoq. I want Flaubert's dossier." Sholmes had
got to the point quickly. as time was a great factor now.
"Well," said the Frenchman, "I don't know that he has
a dossier. but I can tell you something of him from mem-
ory. Flaubert was in the Comedie management about
twenty years ago. but suddenly shot up in the world by
buying out the Pantheon. The venture was ridiculed by
most people in the know, but against all expectation, his
house was Iilled every night for long enough. You know
it's only a high-class music hall. yet it never had, in the
iirst year of its new proprietorship. looked back, and this
was the reason. On his opening night he introduced to
the Parisian public "La Polonaisef' and thereby hangs a
tale, as you English say. "La Polonaise' was a sensation,
more than that if you can understand me. All Paris
loved her as well as her singing, and it's no wonder.
Madame Waleski, or Comtess. as you will, had before her
marriage to Count Waleski starred in Warsaw opera,
whence she was taken by her wealthy husbandg and the
story goes that she had forsworn the stage on his request.
A year after the marriage a baby came, and two years
later another. To cut a long story short, motherhood
palled on the lady, and the old love of the stage obsessed
her, so that she deserted husband and children for her
old love. Yet there's more than that: how she became
connected with Flaubert I don't know, but they say that
she had such a conceit of her ability that she had to
occupy the stage alone. which was just what Flaubert
wanted. Naturally. her husband tried to bring her back,
but all his efforts were of no availg she was wedded to the
Pantheon and Waleski blamed Flaubert. There was no
scandal or anything of that sort, but she had her day and
just vanished from theatreland like so many others.
Waleski, it is said, used to go night after night to hear
her sing, but never again approached her after his first
unsuccessful attempts. although he had a house in Paris
all the time she sang here, and may have still for all I
know." Lecoq was soon made conscious of having helped
Sholmes materially. for the latter was all gratitude:
"Thanks, Lecoq, you've told me what I wanted, just one
thing more. could you find out within a minute or two
where Waleski used to live in Paris, or whether he
happens to be here now and where?" Lecoq was up in a
moment, called a subordinate, to whom he told the
detective's needs. and the procedure he was to follow.
"You'll have what you want in tive minutes, Sholmesf'
said the Frenchman with a laugh: "that is news one
way or the other. but I doubt if Waleski is in Paris now.
The story I've told you takes us back twenty years or
so." As he said, his subordinate was back within the
p1'escribed time and evidently satisfied. He passed a
card to Lecoq, who transferred it to Sholmes without
looking at it. But Sholmes was all eagerness. Yes, sure
enough, VValeski was in Paris, though in a different
home, and he read the address aloud:
"Baron Ladislas Waleski, 17 Rue St. Claude."
Sholmes was eager to pursue this clue and excused him-
self and Jotson to Lecoq. who offered them his assistance,
if they should need it later. Time was slipping fast, and
nothing had yet been done to prevent a recurrence of
the panic of the evening before. Sholmes, although high
in spirits, was plainly anxious to do something more
material. The Rue St. Claude was their objective. On
arriving in the old-fashioned, narrow street, they sur-
veyed No. 17 from a distance, and saw a mansion of the
old regime, now in a sad state of disrepair. Whatever
the detectives object was, he concealed it from Jotson,
whom he advised to go back to their lodgings, as the
vigil was likely to be a long one. Jotson, a little dis-
appointed. took his departure, and Sholmes continued on
past the house, which seemed deserted. One hour, two
hours and three passed before any sign of life was seen
about No. 175 then just as the detective's patience was
exhausted, the front door swung open to give egress to
a well-dressed little man. who at that moment stuffed
an envelope into his inside pocket, and hurried on to the
street, looking neither right nor left.
The chase was a long one, but Sholmes now had
inexhaustible patience. The man kept on foot, although
plainly in a hurry. Quarry and tracker, with about a
hundred yards between, passed along Claude on to the
Boulevard St. Germain, which they followed until they
struck the Rue du Bac. Here they turned northwards,
crossed the Seine at the Pont Royal on to the Quai des
Tuileries, then east to the Place de La Concorde along
the Rue Royale, which brought them to a little street,
Rue d'Anjou, joining Malesherbes and Rue St. Honore.
Never once to Sholmes' knowledge had the the little man
looked back, but here he showed more caution, by stand-
ing at the St. Honore corner for a minute or two. His
next move was straight to a door halfway up the street,
through which he passed without ceremony, and returned
at the end of five minutes. '
Sholmes let his man go, and concentrated on the
still open door which seemed to be a court entrance.
Such it proved to be as Sholmes ventured in and sought
the concierge. That worthy had just come down stone
steps leading into the court-yard, when the detective
"Well, my friend, have you any rooms for an actor ?"
"Not immediately, monsieurf' replied the janitor, "we
have nothing till Monday next, when another actor
vacatesf' "By the way," said Sholmes, "Is M. Harley
here? He's an old friend of mine." But, yes, Monsieur,"
returned the janitor, "he's the actor who leaves us
Monday," "Well, I can't wait now, but you can tell him
an old friend is taking his rooms on Monday," said
Sholmes, anxious to finish the conversation.
The detective was beaming as he turned back to
Rue de Rivoli, where he took a taxi to his rooms in the
Rue St. Antoine. Jotson was at home, and welcomed the
detective with the question: "Well, what luck?" "Great
luck, Jotson." replied Sholmes. 'tWe are on the trail,
and -I want your help tonight. We are going to the
Pantheon to see another appearance of the ghost. At
least you are. I want to test a theory. 'Quick, now. it's
getting late, and we must have a bite before going out,
for Heaven knows when we shall get back." I don't
understand you, quite," said the doctor, "but I'm game."
A cold supper took the place of dinner, and at eight
they walked back the way Sholmes' taxi had come.
Shortly before half-past they were in the Pantheon foyer
while the first house was pouring out. The place was
seething, for curiosity had moved the Parisians to the
exclusion of all fear of this unknown horror. The two
Englishmen went into their seats some fifteen minutes
later, as the curtain rose on the opening number, a
musical one. At first. Sholmes paid no attention to the
stage, but schooled Jotson in his part, simply that he was
to be the ordinary theatre-goer and to keep his eyes on
the hypuotist all through his turn. The detective then
sank into a reverie and only came to when the card
went up announcing: Ilarley, the Hypnotist. The stage
then showed a weird assortment of property: an electric
chair with all its horrid paraphe1'nalia, a black-velvet
covered box, long black curtains in the background, two
sable black cats on the box, and three I-Iindus as assist-
ants. To the music of "In a Persian Market," the
principal entered, also clad in black: a tall, thin man,
with nothing startling in his appearance, but a
tremendous strength of face lit up the most compelling
eyes Sholmes had ever seen. He opened with the usual
hypnotising of his servants, making them do ridiculous
things in their trance. Then with the cats as his genii
he caused one of the Hindus to carry the huge chest like
a feather which the three together could not lift when
free from the spell, and so on. Apparently his "tour de
force" was coming, whatever that was, as the audience
was plainly expectant. Everything was cleared from the
stage but two Hindus, and Harley turned to the audience
to speak. Jotson played his part while Sholmes was
watching the floor in another dream. Suddenly the de-
tective felt a madman's clutch on his arm, Jotson was
on his feet, fighting his way along the passage between
chairsg the panic was again in full swing, even the
occupants of the stage were terror-stricken, but Sholmes
saw no reason for excitement. He was satisfied. Jotson
was lost in the mob, but the detective battled his way
along the passage he had taken and found him at last
a sorry figure, crumpled up in a settee in the foyer.
"Quick," said Sholmes, "pull yourself together: there's
work to do. You saw it, eh? Well, come with me." With
that he marched Jotson outside, round to the stage-door,
and up to the managers room. Poor Flaubert was a
terrible spectacle, when they entered. Flanked by two
detectives of the Surete, he was crying like a child and
bemoaning the ruin of his theatre. Sholmes stopped him
short, and asked him to lead the way to Harley's room.
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They were lltllll' too soon for the hypnotist yta- on tbc
point ol' leaving. "Well, Klonsiclir llarlcy. tlicrt-'s one
man you didn't reckon on in the audience. and bc has
come to arrest you. Utliccrs, arrest this man."
Ilarley made no resistance, but sat down on tht-
nearest chair with the air of a much inalign--d indix idnal.
The detectives, however, watched hiin close-ly, while
Flaubert was asking Sholmes to explain. "I-'irst lct nic
use the telephone," said the detectixt- llt- called the
l'refecture, got Lecoq at once, and spoke rapidly. asking
him to have Count Ladislas Waleski arrested as soon as
they could lay hands on him. 'llhen he turned to the
anxious manager. "Well, Monsieur I"laubert. to put it
shortly and simply, Ilarley hypnotised the whole house
bllt me, because I was prepared. lt's the same trick as
I believe responsible for the Indian rope business: you
know, where a boy shins up a rope, with a Ilindn at his
heels with a knife in his teeth, and up. tip ont ot' sight.
until one by one the boys severed limbs come tumbling
down, and so forth. It's possible, and tonight rind last
night he put the whole house in a momentary trance,
even Jotson here. I remained immune because I counted
the buttons on the chair in front of me. 'l'hat's the way.
isn't it, Harley ? As long as the mind is busily occupied
on something totally unrelated to the general situation
it cannot be enslaved." The telephone bell rang. and
Sholmes took up the receiver and said after a minute:
"Yes, good, then you'll get him as he comes in."
Hanging up, he turned to his amazed listeners. "The
Comte Waleski will be in Lecoq's hands within half an
hour. That's the man, isn't it, Harley 7" The hypnotist
merely nodded. "I called on you today, by the way. in
the Rue d'An,iou where Waleski's man, I think, led me.
to solve my simplest case. I only wanted to confirm the
relations between you and the Comte. The 'ghost' never
gave me any anxiety, as long as a master hypnotist was
on the bill. The only thing that still troubles me is why
you could have been so foolish to undertake something
that was bound to be laid at your door. Harley spoke
at last in a mysterious voice: "That you will never
know, M. Sholmes, clever as you are. Whatever the cost,
I had to do it, that's all."
Across the seas, across the tossing seas,
The echoes of the Xmas bells ring clear,
And all the air is full of whispered songs
That from cathedral, or from village street,
Rise shrill upon the frosty air, to join
In one grand anthem, sweetly harmonized,
The lowly carol on the doorstep, sung
By children's half-starved voices, as they seek
The hard-earned penny for the Christmas toy,
Yet wakes an echo in the hearer's breast:
An echo of a far-off melody,
First heard by shepherds in Judaean fields. -
As, huddled in their mantles 'gainst the frost,
Their eyes were dazzled by the angelic choir,
That sang their Gloria to the little Child.
And wrote that anthem in the starry skies,
That softly, as the falling snow, descends
Upon the earth of faith. Sing, children, sing:
Sing high, sing low, and with your carolling
Encircle all the lands of Christendom
With Christmas harmony and Christmas love,
That rich and poor, young and old, may be
United in the worship of a Babe
Whose name to all was Love, whose message Peace!
-Feast of St. Nicholas, 1926.
-S. S. H.
Haul again the Yule-log,
Pray once more for snow,
Cut again the holly bough.
Anew a-sleighing go.
Let hands and feet all tingle
Nor care though they are blue.
By night lie round the ingle.
tAt Yule all tales are true.l
In bed recall wild stories
Of men their blood-thirst slaking,
Of cruel doings 'neath the moon,
And loaded gibbets creaking.
Watchful wait in darkness
For night-stirrings of the dead.
For sight of ghostly garments
Below a ghostly head.
This do as did your forbears.
Have every old bell chime.
Keep fresh and green and ever-new
The joys at Christmas time.
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J. A. Irvine, D. G. Mcffullagh. ESQ.: A. Depencier.
M. Sowards, G. Harvey, D. Neville. max: S. H. Ambrose. H.
Savage, max: N. Kirk, max.
H. M. Johnson, ma.: J. Law, max, H. R. Hees, D. N. Byers. A. C
Stone, F. Jemmett. S. Robertson, W. Cory, Lea.
J. Gibson, absent.
P. Howard. ma.: C. Goodday, Esq.: K. C. Daivc. Y
A. H. Wilkinson, ma.: T. L. Taylor. T. Archibalfl. G. L. Neville, ma
ll. W. McLean. H. Paterson.
R. F. Choxvn. H. W. Allan, G. B. Savage, ma.: C. B, Ross, I
Chxvperthxvaite, ma.: A. R. C3l'l'-H3l'l'lS, C. N. Robson, NY, S
Lvggat, W. Crossen.
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Besides training the crews in the handling of hidden
armament and efiicient disguises, the skipper had to
drill his men in a very important ruse, that of abandoning
ship. The object of this. of course, was to bring the
U-boat close to the ship and to the surface if possible,
where she would be a fine mark. To add to the realism
of the ruse a "panic party." as it was called, was carefully
drilled in leaving the ship in confusion, ostensibly aban-
doning the ship to its fate. In rehearsing this, an alarm
was sounded, which was to denote also whether the sub-
marine was to port or starboard. Consequently, the
crew who were to remain on board knew enough to pro-
ceed to their stations by using the "of" side. Gun-crews
moved to their stations entirely concealed from outside
view by using alley-ways and trap-hatches.
Now in the case of the ship's being shelled or hit
by torpedoes, she was to be abandoned by the "panic
party," comprising between thirty and forty men, which
was the plausible complement of the collier. On the
signal all the loiterers on deck rushed to the boats. fol-
lowed by a stream of panic-stricken crowds from the
fo'c'sle and stokehold, with a fair representation from
the bridge. One boat was usually let go "with a run"
end up and to make the party complete one otiicer would
exchange hats with the master, and leave the ship last
with a parrot in its cage. Now the ship was to all intents
and purposes deserted, but really every gun was manned,
with a watch on the bridge and in the engine-room, and
a signalman ready to break out the White Ensign. All
observation from the bridge was done through slits in
the screens, and changing from one side to the other the
master crawled along the deck, leaving nothing to chance.
The wireless operator in charge remained on the ship,
while two juniors accompanied the panic party, and on
no account had he to transmit an S. 0. S., if torpedoed,
which would have brought naval vessels to the rescue,
and therefore spoil all chance of the "Loderer" being a
successful decoy. All this was carefully rehearsed at
sea, with those on board lying low till "open fire" was
given, but all the drill was done in the dark, in the dim-
light of evening and before dawn. Target practice was
more difiicult since it had to take-place in the light: but
here chances had to be taken and an area was always
selected which, according to "Intelligence," was free of
enemy submarines,-that is, as far as "Intelligence" could
Long before the "Loderer" had been in action, there
was a rumor abroad that somehow the enemy had got
wind of her fitting out, so that on the masters suggestion
the Admiral gave her the name of "Farnborough," and
the "Loderer" was reported as sunk. This of course
gave some folks at home some anxiety which, of course,
was soon allayed. However, it had its humorous side,
for some of the crew had made the loss of the ship very
realistic in their letters home, and, as a result, had new
socks, jerseys, etc., sent by their sweethearts.
Her training complete, the "Farnborough" was
ordered from Plymouth to Queenstown. her base to be.
There, in the determination to guard the secret ot' her
identity. her crew openly abused "Navy" and sympathized
with those who did. Playing the part of merchant mate.
Lieutenant Beswick told an individual. trying to board.
to go to Jericho. This was the C.-in-V. ot' Queenstown.
Admiral Sir Lewis Bayly, but his only remark afterwards
was: "Quite right: I like your ship."
On her first day out on serious business. the "Farn-
borough" sensed the danger of her undertaking. The
air was alive with messages indicating the whereabouts
of submarine activity and, in addition. a few S.O.S's.
The south coast of Ireland seemed to be the happy hunt-
ing grounds, and there they steamed with hope running
high. At first nothing was encountered, but the mystery
ship's routine went on with the usual seriousness: before
sunrise, exercise "panic party." after which watch and
watch at the guns. "cruising stations": then followed a
strict daily routine till sunset. when preparations were
made for changes in disguise. After sunset all hands
on deck to alter appearance in one of the ways already
described. Although at tirst not a sight was seen of a
U-boat, the c1'uising was exciting. as from day to day it
was a constant effort to meet one, whose position in her
last appearance we had by wireless. This went on for
days till the ship ran out of bunker coal. but so anxious
was the skipper to do something material that he filled
up from his cargo sooner than return to base. The
nearest thing at this time was a false alarm. when the
order was given "Helm over to ram." This was in the
deceptive light of dusk when a low object was sighted.
which turned out to be a patrol sloop. Naturally. she
asked questions. but was apparently put off with the
signals: "Helm jammed": nevertheless she kept follow-
ing the "Farnborough," which ultimately had to explain
in wireless code. Thereafter. the skipper sent out mes-
sages to his "owner" giving position and time due Liver-
pool, but still no luck.
At last. March 22nd, 1916. while they were steering
up the west coast. at daylight. a collier flying no colors.
a submarine was sighted awash, which soon submerged.
Nothing could be done except steam on as though she
had not been seen and hope that she had seen us. The
men had already gone to "action stations" on the tirst
alarm of a suspicious object, guns were loaded. the bridge
watch alive to the enemy's first move, but on deck A. Hfs
and stokers off watch lounging about smoking. apparently
very disinterested, and yet the next minute might see
the .ship blown sky-high.
The wait was interminable. yet may have been very
short by the clock. Along came the torpedo at T a.m.,
and the "Farnborough" made no attempt to avoid it.
Fortunately, the bubbles of the track showed it to have
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passed. just missing ahead. The ship's course was main-
tained. and not a sign shown of the danger she had just
passed through. Even though the track had been noticed.
it was not to be expected that. at that time. a tramp
could know what :1 torpedo track looked like. It was
a great test for the discipline of the crew, and they stood
up to it well. All remained quiet and kept on smoking
and lounging about. although. if a second torpedo were
launched. it would be sure to hit.
A minute or two later the I'-boat came to the surface
about S00 yards off and fired across the Farnborough's
bows as a signal to stop. And stop she did with the panic
party doing its job properly. but before the boats could
be lowered. the submarine was using her gun and came
dangerously near hitting the magazine. In a second the
collier replied with her salvo of three 12-pounders. a
maxim and rities. while the White Ensign broke out. The
If-boat at 800 yards was a small target, considering the
collier had no range-finders, but the shooting was good,
and she was hit several times before she could submerge.
Full speed was the order to the place where she had
submerged. There was nothing to show she had been
destroyed. although she had been hit several times, so
two depth-charges were dropped with the collier steaming
her best. The result was instantaneous. The U-boat, or
what was left of it. had been trying to rise and now came
up almost perpendicular, scraping the collier as she
passed. The damage was plain: there was a gaping rent
in her bows in addition to her periscope having been shot
awayg but the after-gun took no chances, and poured a
couple more rounds into her at point-blank range, finish-
ing her off. Except for oil and fragments of wood, she
left nothing on the surface.
.IOYS OF YOUTH
For the same sentiments as are contained in this
poem. though somewhat differently expressed. we recom-
mend the Song of David in Browning's "Saul" and "The
Great Lover." by Rupert Brooke.
Paraphrase of Pascal Bonetti's "S0rtir."
It's wonderful! I am alive. strong. young and feel
an unsatisfied craving for all the pleasures of this earth.
It's wonderful! I love everything, want everything
and am certain to taste of all the pleasure of this world
and greedily snatch at all the golden treasures of this
iieeting day: the fragile beauty of fiowers: the passing
caress. now of the blazing sun. now of the sleepy shade.
prisoned between the fiashes of its masterg the intoxica-
tion of running. leaping. wrestling. breaking the untried
horse. sailing one's first boat. driving full-speed along
the road: the pride of rushing towards the clouds on a
frame of metal and flax: and not least the joy of true
It's wonderful! To look at life thro' the eyes of
friendship and see our way lit up by all that a cherished
companion brings to one's journey thro' this world.
It's wonderful! What a splendid thing to be young.
strong. self-willed. master of my fate and know that
to-morrow I shall have the whole world before me and
be starting off into the unknown.
Our first start! Is there any start better than one
which takes one nearer and nearer to the sun. Any
future to be compared with that of Jason. Hercules.
Ulysses. Moses or Caesar? A start which can compare
with that of those who make a slave of Fortune and
whose life is one great fight for greater knowledge.
Their real start! What a wonder for Columbus and
Vasco da Gama and all those driven hard by dreams,
inspired by God. for the crusaders' burning to convert
the inlidel: for the soldiers braving the ocean to bring
support to the lovers of Liberty: for the poets. apostles,
martyrs. and all who are winging upwards.
My first start! Just give me a horse or a car or an
untamed boat. or far better still a Moth, whose wings
will carry me. right to Heavens high vault.
My real start! That is before nie! What does it
matter where I go? It must be new land! And it must
show a way to what is finer!
' -S. G.
THE SMALL TOWN
It was about dusk when the train slowed down -suffi-
ciently to allow a fellow passenger and myself to disem-
bark. Anxious to see what the town was like, I stood
on the platform and gazed inquiringly about me. and
eventually managed to discover the town just behind the
freight shed. A taxi of sorts was waiting. Into this I
jumped. followed by the other new arrival. Not wishing
to cause any unpleasantness I offered to call another con-
veyance for myself, but immediately realized the indis-
cretion of my remark. What I mean by indiscretion is
this: By displaying my ignorance of the fact that this
was the only means of transportation in town I was
branding myself as a stranger. If there is anythingil
dislike it is to be mistaken for a stranger. Not that it is
a rare occurrence, by any meansg for, invariably, within
half an hour of arriving in any place for the first time,
I am asked where the liquor store, or the Salvation Army
Barracks is. In an abashed tone I am compelled to say!
"I am afraid I can't tell you." If they had had sufficient
sense to wait only about fifteen minutes longer, I should
have been able to tell them where one, at least, of these
places was to be found. No, I do not like to be taken for
a stranger. Briefly, it gives one a feeling of -, a
feeling that t oh! well, not a really pleasant kind of
feeling anyway. But this is beside the point. Only one
thing annoys me more than to be mistaken for a stranger,
and that is having to read something written by an
individual who cannot stick to what he is writing about,
if anything. I take it as a good indication that the Writer
knows not the first thing about his subject. I am quite
convinced on this last point, for, though there are few
topics- upon which I am not qualified to say something,
this is one in which I feel myself particularly qualified.
I repeat, digression is indicative of ignorance. A person
who knows his subject at all should be able to complete
his discourse without turning up every by-path that
comes in his way. Such a one is to be admired. The
verbose writer who evades his subject should not be
tolerated for a moment by the discriminating reader, and
I for one will do my share in boycotting the works of this
type of individual. '
But to return to the waiting taxi-I'm afraid it will
have to keep on waiting, for the editor, who is really
quite a decent sort, will allow me no more space, and I
don't know much about small towns anyway.
. i 1
The reason why men who mind their own busi-
ness succeed, is because they have so little competi-
It is all right occasionally to pat yourself upon the
back. but don't get the notion that by so doing you are
pushing yofurself forward. ,
TRINITQ' gcoi.Lif:Gif: scnooi. mcconp ip
THE TALKING FILM
The talking film is now an accomplished fact. lt
has shown itself a far greater success than most peo-
ple would have expected five years ago and therc is
every reason to expect that it will he better still. lt is,
of course, the most important innovation that has oc-
curred in the film world since its first beginning, and
all sorts of speculations are being made about its ef-
fect on films and stage plays. lVIr. Frederick Lonsdale.
one of the newer English playwrights, sees in the talk-
ing film the turning of the tables on America and the
new chance for Britain to catch up. He gives four
reasons for this optimistic view. "To begin with," he
says, "we speak the orthodox English that the Ameri-
cans themselves seem to prefer. Secondly, we have the
best dramatists in the world and they will all find them-
selves writing before long for the talking filrns. Third-
ly we have more than our share ofthe best actors, and
possibly. actresses. Lastly, we have, in addition to
some of the most charming and exquisite scenery in the
world, all sorts of historic architectural backgrounds
which in America can only be reproduced unsatisfact-
orily at enormous expense." Now we doubt very much
whether lllr. Lonsdale knows what he is talking about.
It is most unlikely that the mass of American movie
fans do prefer the orthodox English. Americans might
equally well assume from the popularity in London of
"Broadway" and other American plays that the Eng'-
lish preferred the American pronounciation to their
own. They would be wrong of course. To a certain
number of theatre goers the American language is a
curiosity, but not to the movie-going masses. They can-
not understand itg nor could the American movie fan
understand the orthodox English. Probably there are
few people outside Britain who would prefer a British
film for this reason.
Of the excellence of British dramatists l know
nothing, but here again I think the ordinary movie go-
er might disagree with Mr. Lonsdale about which
dramatists are excellent.
About actors and actresses, Mr. Lonsdale has
more to say. "The Hollywood beauty actors and
actresses will soon be as dead as the third and fourth
rate touring companies whomthe talking films will sup-
plant. 'i 1' if The majority will find that a pretty
profile and shapely legs no longer atone for a Bowery
accent or a voice that simply does not get over at all."
If Mr. Lonsdale really thinks this he knows nothing of
human nature, and it is he, not Hollywood, who has the
lesson to learn. He will find that with the masses a
pretty profile and shapely legs will atone for anything.
With regard to his fourth claim, for British super-
iority in natural scenery and settings, we would not
deny the truth of what he says so far as it goes. But
there are some films, such as the ever-popular cowboy
drama, in which American scenery is superior to ours.
Besides, light is still as important a factor as it was be-
fore, and in this America has a natural advantage
which more than balances the advantages which Mr.
Lonsdale quotes on our side.
In fact the tendency is to overrate the advantages
of the talking over the silent films. For many films,
rnusic is a better accompaniment than words. The talk-
ing has got to be very good to help the film along as
well as a good orchestra helps it, and to some of us the
great attraction of the movie is that it is a rest from the
human voice, which we all hear too often. It would
seem from this that the talking film may affect the
stage more than the screen. It has certain obvious ad-
vantages over the stage, though it is one degree less
leal. lt is quite likely that nielodranla will tl'ansfer it-
self entirely to the talking film, where llorsc-races, Illn-
tor slnashes and fights can lie so well pre.-cntcd. Any
play, on the other hand, in which the interest of the
words outweighs that of the action and scenery, will
still he better presented on the stage, and this may lead
to lag improvements in the dialogue ol plays.
Vtfe can hope that more plays will now he acted
in the open, as this is one way in which they can resist
the encroachment of the talking film. t'liangcalil--
weather is of course a bar to outdoor plays, hut. 'tak-
ing into consideration the improvements in quick and
easy transport, it is quite reasonable to expect that 'tht-
theatre of the future will be run as follows. Instead of
a hall in the centre ofa large city, let us imagine an en-
closure some miles out with a house iust like the phea-
tre of the present day and also a semicircular outdoor
stadium enclosing a space about half the size of a
football ground, or a little less. Such a theatre would
be equipped for all weathers, and the spectators would
have to take their chance whether they saw the per-
formance out of doors or indoors. That would depend
on the weather. The g1'eater expense of the outfit
would be made up for by the fact that for such a site
a theatre would not have to pay the enormous rent
which most of them pay now for their central position.
There is a certain type of play which must be acted in-
doors, but we can rely on the great ingenuity of mod-
e1'n producers to overcome small difficulties. This is
only a suggestion of the lines which the future develop-
ment of the theatre may follow. There have lately
been many tentative efforts to restore the drama to its
original setting, the open air. All such atteinpts as I
have seen have been very successful and have convinc-
ed me that the theatres could not make a better move
to meet their present emergency.
So let us hope that the arrival of the talking film
will not ruin the people who have been trying to amuse
us up to now, but urge them on to great improvements.
We cannot share Mr. Lonsdale's apparent satisfaction
at the prospect of so many people losing employment.
Nor will most people be pleased to see actors and other
people connected with the theatre suffering from the
change. "For they are a people mightily beloved" as
Sanco Panza has reminded us, and "as they are merry
fellows and give pleasure, all people favour them."
WIT AND WISDOM.
Did you ever notice that "motion" accounts for
two-thirds of "promotion"'?
Do right and fear no man : Don't write. and fear
The 1'oad to success would have more travellers
if so many were not lost attempting to find short cuts.
You buy a man's labour, but must cultivate his
A man will sometimes own himself wrong. but a
woman never does-she is always mistaken.
Honour thy Father and Mother, but not strangers'
TRINITY COLLEGE SCHOOL RECORD
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jiigtlinlugg glint Clllllnhcrns
Whether or no our heroes of Greek legend deserved
their translation to the heavens, we find most of them
there today. More fortunate than Orpheus-who, you
will remember, was not sufiiciently complete in his mem-
bers to take such an exalted place. but was substituted
by his lyre-more fortunate than Orpheus then, Perseus
was raised entire to a prominent place among the con-
stellations between Taurus and Cassiopeia. There you
may see him any starry night by following the line of
the pointers in the Great Bear. through the Pole Star
and across the heavens to Cassiopeia. next to which is
Perseus: not very precise. but that's near enough. Now
what "Perseus" connotes to the highbrows and to me are
very different things. Take your choice. In an
encyclopaedia you may find opposite Perseus something
like this: An ancient northern constellation, rich in
astronomical interest .... In the head of Medusa
tin the left hand of PJ is the well-known short period
Algol or Beta Persei. Its changes from magnitude 2.3
to 3.5 are repeated regularly after a period of 2 days 20
hours and -19 minutes. Alpha Persei. the brightest of
the constellation. is a star of the solar type. its magnitude
being 1.9. et ainsi de suite. Now, do you like that?
Personally, I can't rise to it. nor more than I can to the
largest and brightest of the heavenly bodies. But this
is what Perseus means to me:
Our hero possibly got a special dispensation from
Zeus in his translation to the heavens, as the latter felt
it incumbent on him to do something for his son. In
short. Perseus was the son of Zeus and Danae. daughter
of the King of Argos. whose name I have forgotten.
Anyway. it doesn't matter as he appears only once again
to lose life and name at the hands of his grandson. This
evil king, in one of his fits of temper consigned Danae
and her infant son. Perseus. to the open sea in a wooden
chest. The sea rose and buffeted the hapless twain
mercilessly. but they bore charmed lives. a fact which
we may ascribe to the watchfulness of Zeus, and were
eventually picked up by a well-to-do fisherman. Dictys.
of Seriphos. I think. Here began a new life for Danae
and her son in the Kingdom of Seriphos. ruled by the
cruel. covetous Polydectes. Perseus thrived mentally and
physically under the tutelage of Dictys. until he showed
every promise of being a regular superman. And Danae
all the time was losing none of her aforetime beauty,
which from the beginning had fascinated the wily Poly-
dectes. Somehow or other he had kidnapped Danae and
was keeping her in durance vile. until Perseus, casting
all care to the winds stormed the palace. freed his mother,
bearded the lion in his den. and snatching up a log, as
if it were a twig. was about to dash the Kings brains
out. when Dictys fortunately intervened with a plea to
the youth to hold his hand. as the King's death would
only result in his own. A stormy scene ensued as Perseus
told the cowering monarch a thing or two. which done,
he carried his mother off to the safety of a temple, where
she washed linen and did odd jobs about the sacred place.
At any rate, now she was free of Polydectes.
The King lay low for a space, but at any minute his
smouldering wrath was likely to burst into iiame. His
first gesture to humiliate poor Perseus. was to invite
all the nobles and young men to attend a gathering at
the palace. Then as now, you had to bring an offering of
some sort to pay for your meal, but Perseus was too
poor to bring a gift and was laughed to scorn by all
the nobles and young men. Roused to anger he retorted
furiously that he would go away and bring back a greater
gift than any he had seen-the Gorgon's head. Laugh?
You could have heard them umpteen stades away. Stung
to the quick, Perseus sought the Seashore, where he lay
down on the soft sand to meditate on his foolishness
. . . . . The hiatus means a dream, and in this
dream Perseus saw before him Pallas Athene, brightest
of all the goddesses, making overtures. Like Barkis,
our hero was willing, and in the ensuing colloquy, he
learned he was not alone on the world. The Immortals
were to be his faithful prop and stay and would aid him
in the fulfilment of his rashly uttered vow. Awakening,
he called on Athene with an all-consuming demand on his
telepathic powers. They were successful. Out of a white
speck of cloud. came Pallas with her attendant messenger,
llfercury. of the winged heels. In a trice they were
before him, and Perseus knew not what to say. But
Pallas said it for him and gave him a description of
Medusa, the Gorgon, and the means to slay her. The
Gorgon, she said. was one of three sisters living far out
on an island in the Cimmerian wastes of Water, the
dark unshapen Land. Half-woman and half-dragon, she
possessed a chill beauty of sorts, as far as features Went,
but her hair was a coiled mass of vipers, and her eyes
had the power to petrify any who looked on her. Pallas
was equal to this. though. for she gave Perseus a sever-
at-one-blow sword and a shining shield, which he was
to use as a mirror, in which really all the fighting was
to be done, to avoid the baleful, freezing glare of Medusa's
eyes. Then Mercury came on with his little bit, the
winged sandals. which were to carry Perseus over land
and sea without rest in the fulfilment of his quest. They
couldn't tell him where she was exactly, but they advised
him to try the Grey Sisters, three old harpies, of the
frozen north, who had but one eye among them. Distance
was nothing to Perseus. so he hopped off a cliff and was
soon borne along by Mercurys winged heels to the Grey
Sisters. At first they vouchsafed him no help, but
their curiosity to see the bold human gave Perseus his
chance. for, as one was passing the eye, he seized it and
threatened to toss it into the sea. if no help was forth-
coming. Immediate capitulationg he was to travel south
again to the abode of Atlas in North Africa, where his
daughters the Hesperides would tell him the rest.
So southward he flew and was a welcome guest in
the garden of the Hesperides, who told him to give up
his quest and languish there awhile. But the youth was
not to be tempted, and they admired his doggedness,
unlike the Thracian women in Orpheus' case. They kept
him for seven days, while one of their number fetched
a magic hat of darkness from Hades, and with this to
render him invisible, he launched on the last lap.
Horror! Three monster females with scaly wings
and snaky tresses were below him. two asleep in unbecom-
ing attitudes. while Medusa. the third, meditated, a cold
beauty, until, sensing an enemy presence, the snakes
came into play, and changed the lovely lady into a loath-
some hag. Aided by the magic hat, sword and mirror,
the dread deed was deftly done, and Medusa's head, with
her eyes still alive, was wrapped in an impermeable
goatskin. Then came a stern chase, and an anxious, for
the ugly surviving sisters were soon a-wing. Fortune
favoured the brave, and Perseus by nightfall had left
his enemy behind.
Yes, says the Edi"or, enough: we like your idea of
Perseus better than the encyclopaedia's and if you have
any more to say about him, you will have to keep it till
TRINITY t'Ol.l.lCGl'l SVIIHUI. ltl'It'Ulilb 1',
THE DUCIIESS' BALI.
It was the morning of' December 2'lth. The Duchess
of Darlington's large London mansion resembled a bee-
hive working overtime.
All was bustle and hurry and the house was given
over to caterers and decorators, for the event of' the
season was coming off that night. A fancy-dress ball
of great size indeed. over 700 couples, was going to take
place. The finishing touches were being applied. The
Duchess was telephoning. "Then you will have the men
here at 12 sharp to-night?" "Yes, your ladyshipf' She
rang off, and crossed the room, opened the door, and saw
a man in the corridor hammering up festoons and dec-
orations. If she had gone to the door a minute earlier,
she would have seen him with his ear glued to the key-
hole, but she didn't, and thereby hangs a tale.
il: :li :lf :lf
9.30--The guests were arriving. Taxi after taxi,
limousine after limousine, drew up under the large
portico and discharged its load of brilliantly-dressed men
and women, then passed on. The stream of cars had
thinned out considerably by 10 o'clock, and at ten-fifteen
the dancing commenced, to the jazz ground out by the
latest thing in syncopators. All went well, and the
Duchess seemed very pleased with everything. Supper
was to take place at 12.15. At 12 Santa Claus was to
make his entry, supported by three Eskimos. These four
were to bring large bags full of trinkets and gifts to
be distributed to the guests.
Eleven-thirty came, and all was progressing merrily.
The jazz-hounds still pounded mechanically. Couples
moved gaily around the great ballroom, which was decked
with all manner of things representing Christmastide.
Between dances, a footman came quietly up to the
Duchess, and spoke softly to her. "Then they're here,
James?" "Yes, my lady." "All right, then tell them
to get changed right away." "Yes, my lady."
Pls Ik :lf Pk
Jim Thompson was down and out. He was one of
the many unemployed. His company. or rather the com-
pany for which he had worked, had been forced to cut
down its staff, and he had been the one to go. That had
been two months ago, and now his scanty savings were
all gone. He was living in one of those large establish-
ments which philanthropists have provided for the needy
in London. A bed, bread and tea-that was all, but
infinitely better than a bench in the park, and then the
Embankment. He lay on his bed and brooded, wondering
why he had had to go. A strident voice broke in on his
reverie: "Thompson!" "Here I am!" "Telephone!"
He rose and rushed out to the telephone booth. "Yes,
sir, what is it?" "This is Reynolds, the jeweller's, by
whom you were employed until two months ago, if my
information is correct." "Yes, sir." "Report here at
8.30 this evening if you want to earn i5." "Yes, sir,
and thank you, sir."
The time could not fly fast enough for him. At last,
at 7 o'clock, he set out on his long tramp across London,
from East to West. At 8.20 he went into the vast
jeweller's emporium, still doing a roaring trade, for it
was the Christmas season and the store did not close
One of the pages showed him to the Managers
office. He knocked, went in, and found the manager
and three other men, dressed as shabbily as himself.
"How are you, Thompson? Got any pressing engage-
ments to-night ?" "No, sir." "Then you're just the man
to play Santa Claus at the Duchess of Darlington's affair.
Now here's what you've got to do. At 11.30 you will
leave here in a car, dressed at Santa Claus. These three
other fellows will be dressed as Eskimos, and will be
your escort, so to speak. You will each be provided with
a large bag of' gifts for the guests, which you will dis-
tribute when you get there. They will tell you exactly
what to do on arrival." V
"All right, sii', and a very Merry t'hristnias to you,"
The four men filed out ul' the otlice, and pi-oeet-fled
lo a room in the top ot' the large building, where they
found a professional make-up artist awaiting tln-in. They
talked and smoked, and .Iini found out that the other
three were unemployed men like himself.
At 10 o'clock the make-up man got busy. and all
four were disguised and painted-up by 11.25. lfacli was
loaned a heavy cape to keep warm in, and then they
went down to the ground floor in the elevator.
Bill Royce, chief' chaufleui' to Reynolds, l.iinited.
drew up outside the main entrance to that large store at
11.15. according to instructions.
A man was leaning against a nearby lamp-post.
muffled up from head to foot in dark clothes. lle turned
to look at the car, and somehow his face seemed like that
of the decorator outside the Duchess' room that morning.
Then he came over and spoke to Bill: "f'hauffeur
for Reynolds?" "Yep" "Good job, ehZ"' "You said
it," Crash! The man had ripped a length of lead pipe
from a pocket and hit the luckless Bill a terrific crack
on the head. He slumped forward over the wheel. The
mysterious one immediately whistled softly, while
changing caps with the chauffeur. Three others, mufiied
to the eye-brows, appeared, and carried our unconscious
William away, laying him gently on a neighbouring door-
"Reckon he's out for 10 hours anyway."
"You said it, Bob."
These three men then departed to a large car. a
Daimler, like that of Reynolds. Limited, and took their
places within. The fourth took his place at the wheel
of the jeweller's car.
At 11.30 to the minute, Jim Thomson and his allies
opened the main entrance of Reynolds and came out.
heavily laden, entering the waiting car. They all piled
into the back. The chauffeur then closed the door, which
he had set to lock. The windows were all up and closed
tightly. They started off. and after a few minutes. Jim
noticed a sickly smell in the back compartment. He said.
"What,s the smell .... '?" and then fell back uncon-
scious. His three companions did likewise. The chauf-
feur then blew the horn violently three times, and drew
in to the curb. A large car appeared out of the darkness
behind and followed suit.
The four sleepers were quickly stripped and the four
mysterious ones assumed their fantastic outfits. Then
rugs were heaped on the unconscious ones. and their
bags were transferred to the other car. which then drove
off into the night at a great speed.
"Pretty neat work, eh Dan 7" "You bet." "Good
idea, pumping that chloroform through the speaking
Ten blocks back. Bill Royce was working frantically
over the half-unconscious forms of Jim and his three
lYou see, he had a very, very hard head indeed. and
had come-to in a hurry, and clung to the spare tire of
the last car.l X at
11.50-The dance was going on apace. Under the
huge chandeliers, the gay throng was coming and going
with much laughter and merriment. A large car drew
up at a side entrance. Four muffled and heavily-laden
figures descended from it and were admitted by a
liveried manservant. They were hurried to a small room
opening onto the dais on which the orchestra was busily
is TRINITY coI.I.Eq EscHooI.REcQRI2 Mg W
engaged. They stripped oft' their cloaks and mufiiers and
prepared for their entrance into the ball-room.
Bill Royce. giving up the unconscious Jim k Co. as
ll bad job, climbed into the driver's seat. started the car.
and roared off through the darkness to the Cobden Square
police station. He rushed in. glancing at the clock. It
was 12 o'clock. A few words awoke the sleepy sergeant
at the desk. A bell clanged. A sound of scrambling and
stamping overhead. Fifteen sleepy constables clattered
downstairs. buckling oII belts and equipment. "Revolvers.
boys!" barked the sergeant. unlocking a large cabinet.
All rushed out. piling into a large van parked nearby.
Off they went. bumping along over the deserted streets.
Midnight? The orchestra stilled its clamor. A door
at the back of the platform opened. In filed a rather
villainous-looking Santa Claus and three fellow-country-
men. taking up their positions in a line across the front
of the dais. The dancers halted and gathered in towards
the platform. Santa Claus spoke: "I wish yoI1 all a very
Merry Christmas!" Then he and his three satellites
delved deep in their great bags. "And now, stick 'em
up!" Eight hands fiashed out of four bags. Eight evil-
looking automatics swept over the crowd with evil intent.
Women screamed and fainted. Men turned pale. A
forest of hands went up. The three Eskimos climbed
down and commenced to rob the guests systematically,
gathering everything of value from the luckless dancers.
A car drew up outside with a great noise of brakes.
Nobody paid any heed to it.
Suddenly. the tall French windows which surrounded
the ball-room and were closed and curtained, were thrust
open. In fifteen windows appeared fifteen blue-clad
figures. revolver in hand. "In the Kings name!" cried
a ringing voice. Santa Claus and the three Eskimos
reached heavenwards. "It's all up," muttered St. Nick.
"Thank heaven," gasped the Duchess.
The moral to this story. dear children, is that a man's
head is always harder than it looks.
C. F. H.
DOUBLE ACROSTIC No. 3
Lights: Mother on the left. her child the right:
The proverbial source of creative might.
1. My tirst's a Hollywood star of fame.
A lady with a blackish name.
2. A German raider brought to heel:
Muller skippered this luckless keel.
0. Invert the famed abbreviation
For bravery's highest compensation.
4. "Erin go bragh" is the best example
Of this old tongue. the clue is ample.
5. My fifths a battle. Helas, Poor France!
And yet a type of conveyance.
6. Thus doth the Roman sailor free
His ship about to put to sea.
7. My seventh's a warlike Zulu band.
That Haggard's readers understand.
S. Tropical alimentg read on
And that last line's initials con.
9. Your geography with ease detects
What in a Southern Gulf projects.
DO THIS IN YOUR HEAD
I give you as much as you have. You spend S10.00.
I give you as much as you have left. You spend S10.00.
I again give you as much as you have left. You spend
310.00 and you are broke. How much had you when you
started 7-S. J. B.
To change "RIOT" to "DEBT": "NEWT" to PAIN"g
"GULF" to "SOLD" in five moves each: a letter may be
changed more than once. but only one letter at a time.
No slang to be used.-H. M.
CHEATING THE BLACKSMITH
A Scotch farmer took to a blacksmith five pieces of
chain, each of three links, which he wanted made into
one length of chain.
"How much '?" said Sandy.
"A penny a break, and a penny a weld." said the
"Na, na." retorted Sandy. "At the same rate. ah'll
get it feenished fur saxpence onywhere else."
And he did. Do you know how 'Z
ENDLESS CHAIN PUZZLE
Below are the definitions of fourteen words. When
these words have been rightly guessed, the last two
letters of the first word will be the first two of the
second word, and so on. The last two letters of the
fourteenth word will be the first two of the first. The
words are of equal length.
-D. N. B.
1.-The lender of money on interest. 2.-A wea-
sel-like animal. 3.-To irritate. 4.-Distance be-
tween the two ends. 5.-From that time. 6.-One
who judges. TWA beginning. 8.-To rouse. 9.-
The right of holding land. 10.-To put right. 11.-
A current-making machine. 12.-In the fashion. 13.
-To slope downward. 14.-Contained in veins.
Solutions to last issue's puzzles.
DOUBLE ACROSTIC No. 2
1. M a 1' i A
2. O t t e R
R e u t e R
-1. O l i v i A
5. C a t a l o G
6. C h i c a g O
7. O b e r o N
1. Maria. "Twelfth Night." "Ave Maria!"
4. Olivia in love with Viola. "Twelfth Night."
7. Oberon. "Midsummer Nights Dreamf'
Ober. Germang on. English.
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ENDLESS CHAIN PUZZLE
1. SEIZE 6. DEATH CHILL
2. ZEBRA 7. THEIR LLAMA
3. RAZOR 8. IRISH MAKER
4. oRIEL 9. SHAPE ERASE
5. ELIDE Io. PERCH
'I'RlNI'l'Y t'tll.I.I4lflI'l St'Iltltll, IlI'It'Ol2Il lp
IN THE BOO lvSI IOP
At any time it is unusual for the Radio listener to
enjoy a broadcast without having his pleasure interfered
with by the constant interruptions of the announcer in
boosting the sponsors of the entertainment. Granted we
owe.much to these beneficial advertisers for launching
good broadcasts on the air, but one would think a little
thought on their part over the ironical juxtaposition of
excellent music and some insignificant cosmetic, hoot-
polish, tooth-paste, etc., would convince them that they
thus detract from the value of the concert. Not so, on
it goes night after night. This is the Schubert Centennial
period, and the air has been alive with that master's
compositions. But,-there's always a but,-while silently
applauding a splendid orchestral interpretation, I am
advised to send my name and address to the station to
which I am listening and I will receive a tube of Thin-
gummy Toothpaste free, absolutely free. Now, think of
that, just a stamp and two lines of writing and I save my
gums from that dread pyorrhea. Schubert is forgotten
and I whirl the dial in search of a concert free from
interminable advertisement. But the annoying thing is
that the best concert is always punctuated with the
persistent advice to try Somebody's Shoes, Electric
Cleaner or Holeproof Socks.
Well, thatis always the wayg there's aye a fly in the
ointment when you get something for nothing.
However, at this time the gift shops are especially
keen on Radio advertisement, and the listener is advised
to try Bookman's Bookshop for his Christmas gifts.
Avoid that last minute rush to secure your presentsg
besides there's always a greater selection before they
have been picked over. Well, I decided to pay something
for the Bookman Broadcast, so I sought their head-
quarters, where I would be sure to find the greatest
selection of varied literature ever presented to the
Canadian public. You have all had the same experience:
up rushes the polite floor walker-no, not rushes, glides
rapidly is better-5 "Can I show you something, sir?"
'No, thanks, not immediately," I reply sheepishly. "I
want to look around first." But, no sooner have I chosen
a book for rapid inspection than he is on my heels with
his helpful suggestions.
I wasn't looking for anything in particular, but,
seeing an odd lot of Shakespeare in leather, I searched
around till I had accumulated about ten of the set. all
being the more uncommon of the plays. And the floor-
walker is constantly with me, piling upon me three or
four copies of 'Coriolanusf about half a dozen of 'Richard
II.' and about the same of 'Timon of Athens' and 'A
Winter's Tale.' Now among my choice fell one or other
of the historical plays-I've forgotten which: anyway I
wanted Part II. of that play, but no. I was to be denied.
according to my attendant spirit. It was sold out, there
having been a great demand on that play recently, in
preference to the other. So I moved on with my ten little
Shakespeares, but I had not escaped so easily. My
unwilling ears were dinned with the good bookseller's
usual oration: Had I seen the new edition of the
Waverley novels? There's a choice for you, if you like,
an ideal Christmas gift for yourself or your best friend.
Nobody could fail to appreciate the beautiful calf binding,
the clear emphatic print on the finest of paper, and above
all 'the reading that maketh a full manf Here, let me
tell you, he would go on. here is the finest example of
romantic story-telling: nothing in modern days has he-'ii
written to rival it. Scott, you know, wrote "lcgm1,oo,"
"Kenilworth," "'I'he Ili-art nl' Midlothian," "Holi Roy"
and others too numerous to mention that give us a closer
insight into Iflnglish history. No, I didn't know, I said.
but found all his comments so edifying. lt was a pleasure
to have a conductor so xx ell versed in literature.
Enlivened to his task. he pulled me round with him
-by now I was reconciled. Perhaps my taste was
"potry." Would I care to see a few volumes? lIere's
Wordsworth in morocco, rice paper, gilt, in one volume,
the great Englishman, you know, who-whether I did
or not, on he enthused over that gentleman's virtues.
He was the greatest of the Lake Poets. What lake hy
the way '3 Oh, some lake in England where he and his
friends wrote "ponies" that are now very famous. Would
you ca1'e to see this? And he opened the hook at "'I'intern
Abbey." This, you see, is the "pote's" lovely description
of that famous abbey. As a matter of fact I knew it
wasn't, as I had learned most of it by heart at school.
but I wasn't disposed to stop him. He was in his favorite
vein. apparently, and he rambled on. Look at this, now:
"Intimations of Immortality." "and by the vision splen-
did, is on his way attended": there's fine rhyming for
you. "Shades of the prison-house begin to close about
the growing boy." What a thought! What genius! You
don't find anything like that written today. And I don't
mean maybe. If more of us read more of that sort of
stud, we would be a far better world. But maybe you
don't care for "potry"3 some of us are that way, I
know, but make up for it by reading lots of prose.
He was warming to his work, although he had only
got five dollars out of me. The Collins Library next
claimed his attention, and mine perforce. See these for
a dollar, and leather binding, he said, picking out "The
Hoggarty Diamond." Let's see, Thackeray. oh yes,
that's one of the finest mystery tales ever written: if you
like exciting adventure, that's your book, Now, here's
one in popular demand, and I can well understand why:
Dickens' "David Copperfield." All the schools in Ontario
were reading it last year, as it is supposed to be really
an autobiography: nine hundred pages of the finest Eng-
lish. chock full of humor and adventure which appeals to
us all, old or young. Just above there is Irving Cobb, one
of Americas greatest, side by side with George Eliot.
another renowned Englishman of the Thackeray type.
Poor Mary Ann Evans! Would she now regret her choice
of pen-name? I did not feel a bit snobbish in continuing
to listen, as he was evidently enjoying the opportunity
to inform the poor, unlettered shopper. On the contrary
I thanked him for adding to my pleasure during this
first visit to Bookman's, and assured him I had never had
one like it. He believed me and bowed me out with the
same superiority that had characterized his boosting of
A week later came the Bookman Broadcast again.
and it did not fail to tell me between "Drink to Me Only"
and "O, Mary at Thy Window Be" that the visitor to
their bookshop would be accorded every attention, cour-
tesy and expert advice on his or her choice from their
stock. One last word, avoid the rush by coming early
and get a wide selection before the best books have been
picked over. -NIBLICK.
THE GO-GETTER. -
"The go-getter goes till he gets what he goes for,
The go-getter works till he reaps what he sows for.
He fixes a goal and resolves when he sets it,
The way to a goal is to go till he gets it."
vi g gg gg riuxirv coi.i,i-ma sciiooi. naoogan
GREAT MEN AND THEIR WORK
'l'he editors want to run a series under this head-
ing. bringing to your notice each week some interesting
and important character. who does not come within the
scope of your ol'tliI1al'y Work.
Miguelil de Cervantes holds in Spanish Literature
the same commanding position that Shakespeare holds
in our own. though his fame rests on his stories. not on
his plays. He was born eighteen years before Shakes-
peare 115-175 and died in the same year Ql616J. His
father was a poor travelling doctor who took young
Miguel about with him on his wanderings and left his
education to chance. Luckily the boy was a great read-
er and read everything he found lying about. lelis first
wiitten work appeared in 1569, poems of no great
'When he was twenty-three he became a soldier
and served with distinction for five years, playing a
brave part in the great sea battle of Lepanto, where the
forces of Christendom, under the Spainard Don John
of Austria, checked once and for all the alarming ad-
vance of the Turks into Europe.
In those days Spain was the professed champion of
the Catholic faith, the backbone of the Church's arm-
ies against the infidel Turks or the heretic English. It
is impossible not to admire the single-hearted zeal with
which she shed her best blood in the cause of faith. ev-
en as sh'e shed the blood of others, without scruple and
Cervantes, in his youth, must have been full of this
same zeal, and a large part of it remained with him
through life-the best part, because his great genius
and the ill-luck which followed so close upon him had
taken away that brutal intolerance which too often
went with zeal. The writer of Don Quixote, we feel,
could never have wielded a thumbscrew or a red hot
iron for the Inquisition, though he was so proud of his
maimed left arm and the two bullets in his chest, marks
of loyal service to his church and king. It is impossible
to give a full account of his life. On leaving the army
he was captured by Moorish pirates and was a slave in
Algiers for five years before being ransomed, Nor was
his return to Spain in all ways happy, for he started at
once on a long search for employment, making a little
money by writing plays and poems that were not suc-
cessful. He held various posts for a short time. once
as a collector of stores for the Grand Armada, later as
a tax collector, and some mismanagement in which no
dishonesty was involved, caused him to be twice in pris-
on. He cannot have been a very competent person and
at the age of fifty his outlook seemed hopeless, with no
reputation as yet as a literary man and a reputation for
incompetence in the public service. Actually he was
on the threshold of immortality, for he turned now to
literature as his last hope and set about writing the
story of Don Quixote, which was to make his name and
keep it alive.
"A good heart breaks bad fortune." He is con-
stantly quoting this old proverb in his works and it
might serve as his own epitaph. The calm. half-hum-
ourous courage with which he set to work is reflected
in the whole book. No self-pity, no bitte1'ness is ever
allowed to cheapen its high quality. Literary men are
only too apt to cry out and fish for pity when they think
they deserve it. but there is no sign that Cervantes even
thought he did deserve it. The first part of Don Quix-
ote was published in 1605. It seems to have been plan-
ned as a satire on books of knight-errantry, the trashy
literature of that time. In such books knight-
errants were made to do great and impossible things
for the sake of their mistresses, who usually repaid
them with disdain. The readers of such books, like the
movie fans of to-day, imbibed from their reading ideas
of life that were utterly false. such as that the love of a
lady was the highest prize to which a male could as-
Cervantes chose for his hero an imaginary reader
of such books, Senor Quixada, an elderly gentleman
who had read so many books about knights and en-
chanters that he had come to believe them true and re-
solved to restore to life the ancient order of knights-
errant. So he polished up an old suit of armour, took
the name of Don Quixote HKE- HOT- AYJ and set out
to seek adventures, redress wrongs and win the love of
a half-imaginary beauty, Dulcinea del Toboso. He took
as his squire a labourer of the same village, San I
Panza, who followed him half out of love. half out of
a simple faith in his promises, believing that Don Quix-
ote would eventually become an emperor and bestow
upon him the government of an island.
It is not within the scope of this article to go into
the story any more fully, but to give an idea of its na-
ture and, if possible, to stimulate some boys to read it,
either in the long or the shortened form fboth can be
borrowed from the editorsj. The long form is to be
recommended, because there are two sides to the
story. There are the adventures into which Don Quix-
ote ran, which are mostly very funny, in the sort of ro-
bust and impossible way in which Dickens and P. G.
VVodehouse are funny. Secondly there are the long
discussions between master and squire, which bring out
the contrast between the two characters, and here the
humour is more subtle. Don Quixote is a man who
lives in the clouds. His talk is wise and learned, but his
vision of the practical world is completely distorted by
his craze for knight-errantry. Sancho is a practical
man who has at his fingers' ends all the wise proverbs
which his simple, religius. practical Spanish ancestors
have bequeathed to him. He cannot understand ideals,
so only a very small part of his master's lecturing sticks
in his mind. He is delightfully frank and never fails to
comment favourably or otherwise on anything that Don
Quixote does or says.
The first part of Don Quixote was followed ten
years later by a second, which carried on the story and
was, if anything, better than the first. The first vol-
ume had raised Cervantes to the front rank of acknow-
ledged writers, not only in Spain but in Euiope, and
the second was eagerrly awaited and received with ad-
miration. Yet he died a poor man, and his grave is un-
known, for in those days literature was only indirectly
a paying profession, in that success in it usually assur-
ed patronage by some rich nobleman. The sales of a
best seller can never have been large. At any rate this
true hero of literature saw the end of his difficulties
before he died. and seems to have had some expecta-
tion that his name would be immortal. He said so. once
or twice, but it is hard to tell if he spoke in jest or earn-
TRINITY COLLEGE SCIIOOI. Rl'X'UIilI 21
CHICKENS COME HUMIC TO H01 PST?
We have a few chickens, Leghorns, and, consider-
ing the amount of care they don't get tthe sum total of
what they do receive is too neglible for mentionj they
repay us in true Christian spirit--full measure, and
"Running over," reminds me that is what I started
to write about. Our chickens, tthough Heaven knows
they should be content in a small rocky run-way of
about fourteen feet squarel have taken to "running"
over to the neighbors, whether to borrow, or merely
to gossip, we haven't yet decided. The question of how
they ever got out in the first place is one that occupied
our minds for some little time.
There are no breaks in the netting enclosing them,
and the door leading to their abode, though unable to
stand of itself, does nicely when propped by an ancient
garden fork, unless, of course, the prop itself lies down
on the job, and one would hesitate to accuse an old and
tried friend of such ingratitude, when from selfish, or
other motives, that is all that it has ever been asked to
Personally, I blame my husband, and equally dit-
to, he blames me! twe are an unique couplei.
My argument is this. What more likely than, that
when by some strange trick of memory he was mind-
ed to feed the flock, before dashing off to his office
fifteen minutes later than he had intended, that he
should have forgotten to replace said fork? The idea
seemed plausible, and I was even prepared to be mag-
nanimous enough to overlook the delinquency, had he
not'with fiendish cunning, tried to attach the blame to
"Oh no. my dear," he gloatingly replied to my a-
foresaid accusation, "It wasn't me, I, either," he a-
mended hastily, as the light of conquest. and always
enjoyable desire to correct, flared up in my accusing
eye, "I never forget that fork. I know the consequenc-
es too well, after chasing the mothers of these chickens
who used to get out two or three years ago. No, it was
you I am sure, sometime when you have ordered eggs
for lunch, and found there weren't any, and so made
a rush out at about twelve-forty-five, so you could have
them in an omelette at one o'clock sharp. I am sorry,
my dear, but I am afraid you are the guilty one, this
time." All this with an air of conscious virtue, to
which I can never get accustomed, but which ever has
the one effect-renders me so speechless with rage,
that the dear creature is delivered of his outrageous ut-
terances and away, before I can even trust myself to
I think I have said enough to prove to the person
of ordinary perspicacity that I am the innocent victim
of untoward circumstance.
But don't we all know that "men are such child-
ren" that "since Adam laid the blame at Eve's floor"
that-well a million other examples, if I could remem-
ber. them, show what an infant the strongest man real-
ly is. so we'Il leave the subject, and pretend that it
was I who forgot to prop up the chicken-house door
fthe idea is really too preposterousj the last time they
went off on a holiday.
Now, if we are a little "Heimy" in the amount of
care bestowed upon our hens, our neighbors more than
make up for it by the unceasing vigilance lavished on
Their chicken-run is roomy, and well-kept, the
house is comfortable-almost spacious-the nests are
kept clean, straw changed regularly, and for encour-
agement in the gentle art ol' "lziying"--elf-etrir lights
burn brightly far into the night. Une would ii-'ver -"ten
suggest one of these female lleau lirurninels being af-
flicted with anything so entirely unbeeozning lu their
station as lice, and yet, when two ol' our lousl' "bi llyllf
wandered over fora peck and a gossip, the ladies we-i-e
Indeed it would almost seein that too inurli per-
fection had begun to pall on the satiated appetites ui'
the lutocrats, so cordial were they in their grei-tint" 'll'
Welcome to their lowly neighbors.
The hen-party was in full glory and had spent a
sociable and peaceful afternoon, without even a dog to
mar the pleasure, when the owner of the clit-rislied ones
drove home from an office which had taxed his pa-
tience and ingenuity for the last six or seven hours.
As he stepped from his motor, and out oi' the gar-
age, he noticed the door of his chicken-house slightly
ajar, and after a hasty glance round, discovering two
fat hens outside, proceeded with a sigh, and an ill-con-
cealed curse, to approach said delinquents, in order to
drive them back where they belonged. The hens, who
had ideas of their own as to where that place was.
started to squawk and scatter in great alarm, follow-
ed by the irate gentleman, who chased them wrathfully
across the road into our garden, much to the surprise
of the lady of the house tniyselfl who happened to be
working on some flower-beds at the time.
Muttering a hurried excuse for trespassing on our
property, our energetic neighbor shouted to his wife
and daughter, whom he espied sitting on their veran-
dah, to come to his assistance, while I in turn made
feeble suggestions that said hens might be ours--not
his-but his only reply was a wave of the hand. and a
hurried, "No, our hen-house gate was open. and these
are two of my very best."
Qtill doubtful, but feeling myself an entirely in-
adequate judge of poultry, I stopped protesting, re-
turned to my gardening, and determined not to assist
in the chase, for if our neighbors will be careless about
leaving doors open, it is surely not my affair, or my
duty to help restore the escaped prisoners!
Joined by his women-folk ,the gentleman renewed
his attack on the excited birds, who, more frightened
than ever, now made desperate efforts to escape his
Up and down the garden they flew, through the
berry-bushes, and into the corn, followed by their re-
I, with feelings of intense relief, had quickly given
up all claims of ownership, and now watched the con-
test with delighted, if surreptitious interest. It was
well worth while!
All three of my poor friends were presently. what
is vulgarly known as in a "sweat" Their breath came
in short gasps, their clothes, and particularly their
shoes, showed unmistakable signs of war-fare-and
still those stupid hens eluded their grasp, and insisted
on their right to remain on our property.
At last, after an hour or more of running, dodging.
cornering and swearing. both hens were run into the
nice, warm, well-lighted house. I could retire, and
laugh my fill, after ill-concealed explosions ot' merri-
ment all through the chase. VVith gusty sighs of relief,
and a most virtuous expression of a hard task well
over, my neat neighbors withdrew into their domain, to
change and brush clothes, bathe, and rest after their
122 TRINITY COLLE
That night at dinner. I was giving a description of
the scene to my amused family tthe vicissttudes ot
others are nearly always amusing! when the telephone
"Hello," came over the line, "That you Jack? Well.
have you missed any of your hens? I have just been out
to count ours. and find we have two too many. Would
you please come over and get them. while they are
My husband's reply was barely audible, as he
hung up the receiver with a click, and turned to ine
with a face crimson with convulsed mirth.
"They're our chickens after all," he said, "and
poor Dick has them uncombed, unmanicured, and pro-
bably even unable to lay an egg in such unaccustomed
grandeur so I'll have to go over right away and bring
them back, before they pollute his brood. Oh, my
dear. to think of his calling our poor old birds the best
of his flock! it is really too good."
Amid gales of laughter he departed to rescue our
lost ones, and the question as to who was responsible
for their escape has never been settled.
In fact, we have had so much enjoyment out of the
whole affair, that we are almost beginning to regard
the erstwhile guilty one as a hero, tor heroinel.
JUNIOR SCHOOL RUGBY
It cannot be said that we have been successful in
winning .matches this fall, but we have really had a most
pleasant rugby season nevertheless. Everybody has
seemed to enjoy the turn-outs and the games, and fortun-
ately there have been no injuries of a serious nature.
And this has not been because we have not played hardg
the tackling and bucking in some of the games was quite
remarkable. and it was the more so when one considers
that the team included several boys of only ten and eleven
years old and that, for most of them. this was the first
rugby season of their lives. Twice we were badly beaten
by Lakefield. but with so many of the younger boys
showing ability this year, we hope that next year we
shall be able to play more of an offensive game. With
just a little more "shove" we might easily have beaten
S. A. C. on both occasions, but that necessary extra
"shove" is a product of experience, just as much as it is
of "verve." and when we have acquired the former. the
latter. if it has not always been present. will not fail.
Robson was elected captain early in the year and
proved popular and helpful throughout the season.
Three excellent House matches were played during
the season and the Rigbies. piloted by Rogers. are to be
congratulated on winning the cup. They won by sheer
determination. and that. perhaps. is one of the greatest
assets of the House matches. viz., that everybody is out
to play his hardest at all costs.
The following were awarded Junior School First
Team rugby colours after the first S. A. C. game: Rob-
son. Cutten, Byers. Baly. Rathbone. The following
received their colours at the end of the season: Cassels.
Bell, Bickle, Rogers, Staunton, Armstrong, Cochran.
LAKEFIELD GAME. OCT. 10
The game was played on our own grounds and in
excellent weather. Lakefield soon showed us that they
had a fast team. and in the first half they piled up a
tremendous score. Our line was light, but had it stayed
low in resisting opposing bucks. it would have been much
more effective. Our plays seldom got beyond our own
line. and only once did an end-run get away. After half-
time, however. we really got down to it. Cutten did some
good running, and Baly. Byers and Robson some good
tackling. But Lakefield's back field was much too fast
for usg their running and passing on end-runs was a treat
to see. and it was this that was largely responsible for
their rather shocking score of 66. to counterbalance which
we were able to gain nothing.
S. A. C. GAME. OCT. 17
We enjoyed this game more than the previous one
because the teams were evenly matched and because we
went about our business with more determination and life
than we had before displayed. We lined up quickly, kept
low on bucks and put our plays into operation with pre-
cision and force. Tackling was good, and Cutten did some
excellent running. Rathbone played well on the line.
But, though we forced S. A. C. to their one-yard line more
than once, we could not score. They gained one try which
was nicely converted, and the final score was 6 to 0.
LAKEFIELD GAME, OCT. 24
Games away from school are always popular, and
this one was no exception. We had a fine drive to the
Grove in Lingard's bus, and were most hospitably treated
by our hosts during the day. They somewhat embar-
rassed us by putting on a team much lighter than before
-an embarrassment which was intensified when we
were again beaten by 34 to 1. Cassels scored our only
point with a slanting kick which went over touch-in-
goal. Their backfielcl. which had remained unchanged,
was again mostly responsible for the mischief, but apart
from this. we played our poorest game of the season. The
halves were disappointing, our tackling was not up to
par and our bucks had little force behind them. Our
spirits revived. however, when we temporarily drowned
the memories of the game in numerous ice cream sodas in
Peterborough, and we arrived at school again, singing and
shouting, and with sufficient tack to have solved for a
month all Miss Smith's problems of menu-making.
S. A. C. GAME. NOVEMBER 1
The match was played at Aurora and we turned in,
perhaps, our best performance of the year. S. A. C.
scored early in the first quarter, as a result of a long
extended end run, and from then on we buckled down
and made the remainder of the game close and exciting.
Many times we bucked them down the field, but were not
quite able to push the ball over the goal line. Cassels
kicked for a point and had Cutten, who was the fastest
man on the field. been able to get away, we should have
at least tied the score. We tried, however, to put our
plays, and in general to run, too much through the centre.
Cassels played well and showed us what is meant by
tackling hard and lowg Bickle, Bell and Staunton must
also be mentioned. Rogers' bucking was really spectacu-
lar and he gained the majority of our yards. The final
score was 6 to 1. It was a hard game to lose, but it served
as a very creditable ending of the season. After the
game we indulged in a swim, and to enlighten the rather
tiresome journey back to school. we interrupted our
slumbers at Oshawa by a visit to Woolworth's and other
heretofore less-famous shops.
TRINITY t'OI,I.l"t'I" SVIIUUI. llliftlllll '
Much time has been devoted in the past few years
to research work for the uncovering ot' facts to show
that many of Shakespeare's characters were olden-time
grid stars of note. At least, even if they did not play.
they must have been rabid fans, as in the course of
ordinary conversation some remark, reminiscent of past
grid battles, would often slip out. For instance:
"Down, downf,-Henry VI.
Well placed."-Henry V.
A touch! A touch, I do confess."-Hamlet.
"More rushes, more rushes."-Henry IV.
"Pell mell, down with them Y"-Love's Labour Lost.
"This shouldering of each other."-Henry VI.
"Being down, I have the placing."-Cymbeline.
Let him not pass, but kill him rather."-Othello.
'Tis sport to maul a runner."-Antony and Cleo-
"I'll catch it ere it comes to ground."-Macbeth.
"We must have bloody noses and cracked crowns."-
"Worthy sir, thou bleedest, thy exercise has been
"It is the first time that ever I heard the breaking
of ribs was sport."-As You Like It.
"A buck of the first head."--Love's Labour Lost.
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens."-As You
"With all appliances and means to boot."-Henry IV.,
"Come, my coach! Good-night, sweet ladies: good-
night."-Hamlet. -T. E. N. and D. W. McL.
First Team Colours have been awarded to the
following: C. D. Cummings, D. Cassels, F. Douglas,
G. S. Elliot, R. P. Howard, G. H. Johnson tCaptainJ, D.
W. McLaren, J. E. T. McMullen, R. M. L. Mudge, T. E.
Nichol, J. Popham, T. H. Roper, G. D. Russel.
Second Team Colours have been awarded to the
following: R. D. Cameron tCaptainl, G. Davy, R. A.
Fisher, T. M. Fyshe, J. P. Gilmour, L. Hudson, H. Martin,
H. Maulson, J. P. Pearce, R. Schell, P. Usborne, R. Walton,
G. B. Wily, S. F. Wotherspoon.
Extra colours: M. Cleland, L. P. Harris.
Third Team Colours have been awarded to the
following: S. H. Ambrose, D. N. Byers, A. De Pencier,
R. Hees, J. Irvine, H. M. Johnson, N. Kirk, J. Law, S. Lea,
D. Neville, S. Robertson, H. B. Savage, M. Sowards, A. C.
Extra colours: W. Cory, J. Gibson, G. Harvey, F.
Fourth Team Colours have been awarded to the
following: C. F. Harrington, T. Usborne, R. S. Inglis, C.
Kirk, H. Knight, G. S. Lucas tCaptainl, E. W. Spragge,
J. G. Osler. J. C. Worrell, W. H. Broughall, W. Burrill.
Fifth Team Colours have been awarded to the
following: H. W. Allan, T. D. Archibald, A. R. Carr-
Harris, R. E. Chown, L. Cowperthwaite tCaptainl, W. M.
Crossen, D. W. McLean, G. L. Neville, H. Paterson, C. M.
Robson, C. B. Ross, G. Savage, T. L. Taylor, A. Wilkinson.
Extra colours: K. C. Dawe, P. Howard, W. S.
Oxford Cup Colours have been awarded to the
following: P. R. Usborne, G. S. Elliot. R. M. L. Mudge,
J. P. Gilmour, S. F. Wotherspoon.
The first hockey team has started its career for 1928-
29, and has already had two practices on the London
Mr. Tippet and Sergeant-Major Batt very kindly
agreed to drive some of "Bigside" over, while the rest
were taken via the taxi route.
The first practice, as may be imagined, was ratlnfr
ragged, combination in the forward lines 1,..j,,p vt.-rv
scarce, but the game did the whole squad of fourteen a
trenu-ndous amount of good.
The game resulted in a 6-Sl win for the Inst team.
The second turnout showed a very much better brand
of hockey. insofar as the Firsts were t-oin-1-i'in-d. tin-
f"l'W1l"flS- l"Hllboscd of Vameron, I'Illio1t and Turnbull.
combining well, while the defence of Johnson and Nichol
was too much for the few rushes that reached them. The
Ifirsts scored about 15 goals, while the Seconds got one
when Howard was a little slow in clearing.
Cummings had the misfortune to stop a drive of
McMullen's with his face and had to be assisted off.
The team this year will be coached by Mr. Harry
King, one of the players of the local intermediate club.
and if the Firsts live up to the form shown so far, they
should prove a hard nut to crack.
OLD BOYS AT R. M. C.
"Nick" Kingsmill is in his Senior Year and graduates
next June. He is an Under Officer and Captain of the
Hockey Team. He also "subbed" for the first Rugby
Ned Rogers is also in his Senior Year, holds down
the rank of Lance-Sergeant and played on the Rugby
"Theo" Dumoulin is a Lance-Corporal and came in
seventh in the Intercollegiate Harriers.
"Swotty" Wotherspoon is a Lance-Corporal and
played on the Junior team. He is also head of his class
and boasts a nice Harm."
"Geoff" Boone played for the Juniors and is also a
champion squash player.
"Leo" Apedaile is working hard, and won the Aquatic
"George" Archibald played football this fall and is
working hard like the rest of us.
"Freddie" Vokes is still the same. He was very
valuable to the first team this year.
"Brick" Osler is plugging away and is becoming quite
adept at squash.
"Archie", C. M. Archibald, is senior of his class and
also played rugby. As usual he is the brainiest of his
Ian Croll is developing into a fine gymnast and is
also interested in flying.
"Ape" Ardagh is a very good artist in the gym and
was at Camp Borden this summer learning to fiy.
"Tam" London is stronger than ever and is quite
satisfied with life on the whole.
George Hees has grown a lot and was a sub for
the first team this fall.
Jack Burns is still taking life as it comes and seems
to have a pretty good time.
"Ken" Whyte is working hard and enjoys his
occasional trips to Montreal.
John Cape is enjoying his recruit year and is a hard
"Jim" Cleland is losing much weight, but likes being
"Bill" Ralston had an unfortunate attack of append-
icitis and has been laid up for a while. He is working
hard and is getting quite snappy.
-An Old Boy.
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