Ashbury College - Ashburian Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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30 on the lawn in front of the school, drawing inquisitive glances from pas- sers-by, and often gasps of amazement from the boys themselves. Armed with a revolver, Mr. Richard- son led his picked platoon through this maze of wood, rope, iron and wire. The whole course was done at the double and two rows of rubber tires, staggered slightly, presented some diffi- culty as they lifted their knees high and ran on their toes. Finally, fairly ex- hausted, they had to run up a sloping log, a task made even more difficult by the falling rain. The company fell in again and we marched out to the flag pole and formed square. Captain Craig then said a few words. He said that our inspec- tion was much better than he had ex- pected it to be, considering the loss of our instructor and the continual bad weather. Complimenting us on the steadiness on parade, he mentioned that THE ASHBURIAN this was a quality of a good soldier. Captain Craig also said that we, who hoped to lead our country in the future, could not do so until We had learned to be led ourselves, and from appear- ances we had learnt the basic principles of this. The Headmaster spoke very briefly, the Company marched off and the parents and friends who had brave- ly endured the elements dispersed. On our last parade of the year, the following Monday, a bright day for a change, Mr. Archdale thanked the Corps for the good show they had put up, and presented the Woods trophy for the best platoon to Cadet Lieu- tenant Richardson of No. 3 Platoon. It was won last year by No. 2 Platoon under Cadet Lieutenant Price, now our Commanding Officer. The Company then dismissed, with some of us still hoping, knowing that some honest effort had been given for the Sherwood Cup. DREAMING A hemlock tree stands in a glade, While the violets sleep beneath its shade. While the eagle soars aloft on high, The hemlock tree stands quietly by. The sordid city sprawls in the sun, The people toil till their work is done. But the hemlock tree just stands in state, While beneath its shade the violets wait. The sordid city I'll always hate, But there I 'm decreed to meet my fate. While a hemlock tree stands in a glade, With violets asleep beneath its shade. -By R. HEAVEN.

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THE ASHBURIAN organization, which could be handled with much more efficiency. A band of 5 drums and 6 bugles was formed, helping the marching a great deal. The officers of the Company were selected and were as follows: Cadet Major E. B. Pilgrim, commandingg Cadet Captain J. G. M. Hooper, second-in-command, Cadet Company Sergeant-Major J. F. Smith, and the platoon commanders, two of whom had formerly been in command of a company, the third a second-in-command. All other officers and N.C.O.'s reverted to the ranks, whereupon examinations for the ap- pointment of N.C.O.'s were held, and the Corps then began an intensive pre- paration for the Inspection. Not long after this Risorgimento , Cadet Major Pilgrim retired, his place being taken by Lieutenant H. W. Price. The annual Church Parade was held on October 29. The Corps marched to Christ Church Cathedral and attended a short service there, after which, to- gether with the other Cadet Corps of the city, it attended a general parade on Parliament Hill. Inspection The Annual Inspection of the Cadet Corps took place on Friday, May 18th, Captain Craig, Deputy District Cadet Officer, inspecting. Captain Riley of the G.G.F.G. Reserve accompanied him. The Company fell in on the Company Parade Ground at 1330 hours, the Inspecting Officer being expected at 1400 hours. Unfortunately a shower of rain which had been imminent for some time started and continued with increasing violence throughout the after- noon. We marched onto the fieid, accompanied by No. 29 Pipe Band of the Cameron Highlanders, and formed up in line opposite the saluting base. Captain Craig and Captain Riley 29 arrived, and with the Headmaster took their places under the flag. The Company presented arms, while our own band played the General Salute. Captain Craig thereupon inspected the Corps, complimenting Cadet Major Price on the smart turnout. After this, the Company marched past the saluting base in column of route and in close column ol' platoons, bringing the ceremonial to an end by advancing in Review Order and giving the General Salute. Company, platoon ant, section drill was then carried on, followed by the circus , In this, signalling by means of Semaphore and Morse lamp was displayed, a lesson with the Swift Training Rifle was held, a lecture on Map Reading was given, and instruc- tion in Aiming was demonstrated, all of which received praise from the offi- cers inspecting. The Company Sergeant-Major led a physical training class, followed by the Junior Cadet Corps in their whites, and a series of marches by the band. During this time, the rest of the Company had retired to the back quad, where a special platoon under Cadet Lieutenant, P. .W. Richardson was drawn up. Still the rain descended upon the already saturated ground, the stream- ing roofs and the dripping spectators. For some weeks, various parts of a Commando course were being set up v 1 .I ii G. F.

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THE ASHBURIAN 31 LIBRARIANS REPORT 1944-45 HE library year was not particularly satisfactory. Some improvements were initiated but the circulation, the factor upon which a library stands or falls, was far below the level we had hoped for. Rectiflcation of this failing must be a major aim of the librarians next year. This session, for the first time, books were purchased from a wholesaler. This meant a considerable saving of money and the allowance for new books was stretched proportionately. In an effort to stimulate interest, displays of book jackets were set up on the library notice board. These were changed frequently and were an effec- tive advertisement. Next year it is hoped that more display work will be undertakeng for instance, it might be possible for the junior art classes to do some book posters or for special library periods to be held in some of the literature classes. A deficiency much deplored by my pre- decessor, Mr. Harrison, was, at last, remedied. Locks were placed on all the book cupboards. This meant that all illegal circulation was stopped and that the librarians could keep an efficient check on book losses. An energetic - perhaps too ener- getic - system of fining was initiated this year. Culprits who left their own property lying about the library room or who kept books overdue were pen- alized. By this means, the library realized a tidy sum. This money was used to purchase a pipe rack, to which a small plate was afiixed, for Mr. Archdale. 1 should like to thank my fellow librarians, particularly Eliot II, for their splendid and unstinting assistance. It is to be hoped that next year, with further improvements, circulation will attain a more satisfactory level. J. N. B. SHAW A MOTHER AND HER CHILDREN When over Britain's Isle last May The dreaded Hitler's pathway lay, A mother ami her children three Set forth, fair Canada to see. The voyage was with terror fraught And far to north was safety sought But Quebec's fine port was duly reached And here the ship was safely beached. The waiting train the four then sought And to Montreal were quickly brought. From there they sped to Fundy's shore And thought their troubles safely o'er. Alas that this was not to be For measles seized the children three, And that they might again be well Nurse Long came with them to dwell. For three weeks Michael lay abed While plans were forming in his head, A puppet show was promptly played With settings round his bed arrayed. And soon in Clibr1g's wood did stand A cabin built by Michaels hand. Too quick the summer days are past And to the Manor House at last Their mother brings the Marshalls three And to the school at once goes she Where Michael and David lessons learn. And praise and blame alike they earn. While winter comes to bring them joy And skates and skis they both employ, And strive by force of much strong will To learn their use with master skill. While sometimes in their narrow beds Dreams pass through their boyish heads Of Cambridge where their parents fiy In airships through the English sky And hopes that these same ships may come To Canada to bring them home. -By M. J. M.