Ashbury College - Ashburian Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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THE ASHBURIAN THE BOY'S LAMENT 1 think it's hard for boys to know fust how to treat their Masters. So I thought l'd write this short refrain To see if 1 could just explain. A Master it must aggravate When some poor fool comes in-quite late: When all's explained, with force and verve, A sum, or logarithmic curve, It must make him sometimes doubt his fame To hear the form, en masse, exclaim We think you're wrong, Sir, just the same. CI know that 1 can never see, When a thing's been shown to me, Iust how a man as bright as he Can get the answer out to three: When I have tried and tried, till sore, And then it always comes to four.j Well, do your best to please the dll, He really thinks he's on the level. His word is law to you, my lad, And though we often wish we had Authority to tell him of, Still, 'tis his right to jeer and scoff, fAn advantage which he often takes When we poor stooges make mistakesj So take it, boys, from one who knowsg Be always right, and on your toes: Note the MORAL, don't get soaked , However much you are provoked. D. J. GHENT. 17

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U51 THE ASHBURIAN FOOD FROM THE SKIES By JOHN TYRER HE last remnant of 4300 daring Australian soldiers were dying of hunger. Firmly entrenched between two hordes of the barbarian Turks they had no means of obtaining supplies. Fortunately, however, their alertness had proved superior to the fire and zeal of their enemies. Constant attacks on the Aussies proved to be useless and the enraged Turks were obliged to rely on the starvation campaign which had already taken scores of British lives. Time and time again brave young Aussies had crawled outlnof their natural fortification and had attempted to make a connection with the outside world, but the end was always the same: a shriek of horror and a long, drawn out groan. The situation soon reached a climax and the end was regarded by all as but a matter of time, when the roar of an aeroplane awakened all thoughts of self- preservation left in the small handful of soldiers who only a minute ago were resigned to their fate. Eager eyes tried to pick out the markings on the oncom- ing plane, but without success. The aeroplane came on until it reached the Australian lines and then a long black object was seen to drop. lt's a bomb . XYith a mighty shout, the terrified Aussies plunged head- long into the fusilade of bullets which awaited them. There were no survivors. High up in the sky the airman smiled. He too was an Australian, and he had succeeded where so many of his comrades had failed. He had got through, solo. and had dropped supplies to the starving soldiers,

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l181 THE ASHBURIAN THE WONDERS OF RADIATION By VV. A. GRANT T IS quite true to say that there is nothing of such vital importance to us as Radiation, and nothing which fills the mind with more awe. Wiithout it there would be no wireless, no electric light, no gas light. no sun- light. There would be nothing growing upon the earth, for there would be no heat from the sun, and therefore if Radiation ceased human life would also cease. On Radiation, then, our very lives depend. Ile have not yet lost that sense of the miraculous with which the advent of wireless filled our minds. Ile still say How wonderfulw, when we think of those wireless waves coming to our sets across a thousand miles of space. un- checked by forest, mountain or ocean. IYonderful as that is, indeed, our wonder- ment is increased when we realize that radio waves form but a very small section of an immense range of waves which fill the limitless space around us and produce such widely different phenomena as sound, light, heat and electricity. All these waves are closely related and belong to one gr-eat system, one great scale in which each kind of wave has its allotted position, that position being decided by a certain characteristic of the wave. So closely related, in fact, are all these waves that they may be regarded as one great family, the members of which differ from one another in certain particulars, such as energy, but yet bear the essential family likeness. lYhen recently Professor Picard, with his assistant, risked his life by ascend- ing over ten miles into the upper air. he was engaged in research of the Cosmic- ray. a brother of the X-ray, of electricity. of light. A clear picture of this huge family of waves will be obtained by considering its numerous forms, for the story of these waves, their strange qualities. their immense power, and man's indomitable perseverance and ingenuity in discover- ing and then harnessing them to his purpose, is indeed a romance. Let us consider first visible light waves. remembering that they occupy onlv one division of the seventy odd that make up the universal scale. Une day in 1675 Sir Isaac Newton took with him into his dark-room a prism of glass. Could the far reaching results of his experiment have been foreseen, the linking up of continents by radio, the healing of human ills by radio-theraphy, none would have been more surprised than he. In a very dark chamber , he tells us, at a round hole about a third of an inch broad, made in the shutter of a window, I placed a glass prism, whereby the beam of the sun's light which came in by the hole might be turned towards the opposite wall of the chamber.