Trinity College School - Record Yearbook (Port Hope, Ontario Canada)

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6 TRINITY COLLEGE SCHOOL RECORD eral of his trusted men had gone forth on their own behalf, and before many years had elapsed, the world was singing the glory of Sir William de Rosel, a man famous for his kindness to the af- flicted. Fired by the noble example of Sir Tyrinit and his followers, other young knights and nobles started strongholds in those regions. Sir Tyrinit and his squires went forth, and did battle with all the knights of those parts, the Sieur de St. Werdan, the Bishop of Yeldir, a doughty warrior, and such others as there were, and al- though he did not always win, yet he gained him a reputation for great chivalry and honesty, so that all men respected his name. His first castle he had built him at Sewton, a fair place, but he purchased a large estate at Hortope. Here he built for himself a noble castle, and called unto him the sons of many of the best of the land, from far and wide, that he might teach them to fear God, honor the King, and die fighting. if need be for 'their country. And behold, his knights went forth into all parts and won fame as poets, warriors and learned men. And he had noble stewards to care for his castle, among them the good Sir Thuneb. And upon an evil day, it befel that the demon Fire, loosed from the Pit, fell upon his goodly castle and consumed it, so that not one stone stood upon another. But the good Sir Thuneb speedily raised a treasure suf- ficient to rebuild the castle, and before much time had flitted, a right goodly pile had risen from the ruins of the old. And so the work went on, and every year Sir Tyrinit sent forth his body of young knights to face the hard world. And in many cases they also be- came famous, which was not to be wondered at, upon seeing who their tutor was. And it came to pass, in the course of time, that Sir Tyrinit became old, as all men do, yet, by the grace of God, he was granted perpetual life, and his castle likewise became mellowed with time, and the steps were worn with the tread of those who had passed on, and the whole edifice became steeped in tradition. Also, in time, the good Sir Thuneb passed on to another sphere, and his place as steward of the demesne was taken by another and another. until it fell into hands of the doughty knight, Sir Ardchro. And in an evil year a great war fell upon the whole world, for the nations thereof were greedy and discontent was rife. And be- hold, the feudal master of Sir Tyrinit, a true lord and king,was forced to take part in this strife, chivalrously supporting the weak and insulted. So the young knights went forth from Hortope Castle to defend the right. and during the course of this war, four years, many of them died bravely for his country, with his face towards the foe, so that in time, by the help Jf these and many others, whose

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TRINITY COLLEGE SCHOOL RECORD 5 This joy of brain and eye and touch but trash, Bury me not, I pray thee, In the dark earth where comes not any ray Of light or warmth or aught that made life dear, But take my whitened bones far, far away Out of the hum and turmoil of the town, Find me a wind-swept boulder for bier And on it lay me down, Where far beneath drops sheer the rocky ridge Down to the gloomy valley, and the streams Fall foaming white against black beetling rocks, Where the sun's kindly radiance seldom gleams, Where some tall peak, defiant, steadfast rocks The passing gods: and all the ways of men Forgotten. I Even in that death that comes to everything The swiftly silent swish of hurrying snow: The lash of rain: the savage bellowing Of stagsg the bitter keen-knife-edge embrace Of the rushing wind: and still the tremulous dawn Will touch the eyeless sockets of my faceg And I shall see the sunset and anon Shall know the velvet kindness of the night And see the stars. -Mashie The above is borrowed from the Glasgow University Magazine of June 1927, contributed by Hugh Barrie, M.A., Mashie, a stud- ent of the University, who is now our 'mute inglorious Mi1ton'. The verses form a strangely impressive coincidence, for in January of this year, Barrie and a friend, Thomas Baird, geology demon- strator in the University, set out on an ill-starred expedition to the Wild Cairngorms, Inverness-shire, and were never seen alive again. TYRINIT. THE KNIGHT Many years ago, a certain young knight, by name Sir Tyrinit, did set out into the world in search of honor and fame. In his train there followed but a few trusty servitors, younger even than he, who also desired glory under arms. The fame of this young Sir Tyrinit soon became noised abroad to such an extent that many of all sorts and degrees clarnored for admission to his band. Sev-

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TRINITY COLLEGE SCHOOL RECORD 7 names and sacrifices shall live for evermore, the toe was van- quished. But the cost had been great, and Sir Tyrinit grieved in his heart for those that were no more. But their sons came for- ward, and the tradition was carried on for a space of ten more years, when again, the demon Ignifer, aided by the winds of Hades, swept through the goodly castle and laid it low. And the good steward, Sir Ardchro, set to with a will, aided by the under-stew- ards, so that soon, through his efforts and the kind help of a fellow, Sir Macmerst, an old castle, by name Dowstock, passed into the hands of Sir Tyrinit and his aides, to be used until such time as Hartope Castle should again rise And in a short space of years. parts rose above the ashes of the body of young squires clamored fame of the knights of Hortope glory into the ends of the earth, triumphant from the ashes. the noblest pile e'er seen in those old castle, and a great and goodly for admission. And behold, the Castle went forth with redoubled so that Sir Tyrinit and his trusty steward, Sir Ardchro, were content, and looked upon their work with satisfaction. thanking God for His mercies. C. F. H. FLIGHT OF IMAGINATION The Dawn came creeping up the east To light the flying ground, - Where gathered are ten thousand souls And fliers circling round. Today's the day: the weather fair For launching one more try: Al1's well at last to take the air And span the wastes or die. A great white bird with crew of two, And carrying all she can. To span the ocean wastes of blue Soon down the runway ran. She sped her course without a lift: Too heavy was the thought: She's rising, yes, she's rising swift: At last aloft she's brought.