Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 54 of the 1910 volume:

THE METROPOLITAN BANK Capital Paid-Up $1,000,000 Reserve Fund and Undivided Profits - 1307,809 DIRECTORS S. J. MOORE - - - Prisident. D. E. THOMSON, K.C. - Vice-President. SIR WM. MORTIMER CLARK, K.O. THOMAS BRADSHAW. JOHN FIRSTBROOK. JAMES RYRIE. Head Office - - 44 King Street W. W. T . ROSS, General Manager. A General Banking Business Transacted. Nine Branches in the City of Toronto. Savings Bank Department in connection with each Branch. CANADA LIFE ASSURANCE COMPANY ESTABLISHED 1847 Assurances in Force Over - $125,000,000 Assets Over - - . $40,000,000 HEAD OFFICE - TORONTO H. C. COX Mana 4iir Eastern Osxtarlo BraAcK 46 KING STREET WEST - TORONTO THE BBANKSOME SLOGAN. 1 Read ' The Slogan aWt and get your ' METROPOLEl •m waM ARTISTS ' MATERIALS JORONTO. AT The Art Metropole LIMITED 149 Yon e Street - - Toronto STUDENTS TREA TED LIBERALL Y St Hnbrew ' s College TORONTO Boys prepared for THE UNIVERSITIES, THE ROYAL MILITARY COLLEGE, AND BUSINESS. Upper School and Lower School. Re-opens after Christmas vacation, January 11th, 1911. Calendar sent on application. REV. D. BRUCE MACDONALD, M.A., LL.D. Head iu aster. THE BKANKSOME SLOGAN. Our Making-to-Order Departments gain in popular ity season after season. Ladies ' outer apparel of every kind designed and executed by our highly-efficient staff of Modistes, whose close connection with our superlatively high-class stock of Dress Fabrics, Trim- mings, Linings, etc., facilitates the utmost satisfaction to our custome s wi ' h a minimum of expense consistent witb our high ideals of efficiency. Walking Suits Riding Habits Afternoon Fiocks Reception, Dinner and Evening Gowns Wedding Trousseaux, Etc., Etc. Mourning Orders every necessary and special consideration at our hands JOHN CATTO O SOU 53 to 61 King Street East, TORONTO BRANKSOME PENNANTS We are continually originating new styles in pennants, with the result that you can aLvays get something a jittle diff t ent from the others. The Seal pennant is the most beautiful stjle that we have yet intro- duced. Made in three sizes — 18 inch at 50c; 24 inch at 75c; and 34 inch at $1.25. CUSHIONS Our cushions are made in the official colors, with the seal of the College printed in color. Just the thing for cosy corners and vacant spots in your room, or sending as a souvenir. Size, 24 x 24 inches, filled with tine quality form, at |2.50 ; isame size, unfilled, $2.00. COLLEGE POSTERS Every Branksome girl should have one of the new college posters. These are reproductions of college girls, and are hand-finished in Branksome colors. Price, 50c each. arold A. Wilson Co., Ltd., 297-9 Yongc Street THE BRAJSTKSOME SLOGAN. 3 SAVINGS ACCOUNTS SOLICITED SUMS OF $1.00 AND UPWARDS RECEIVED INTEREST ALLOWED AT 3 PER CENT. .A, PEK ANNUM ACCOUNTS SUBJECT TO CHEQUE WITHOUT NOTICE INTEREST CALCULATED ON THE DAILY BALANCE CENTRAL CANADA LOAN SAVINGS CO. 26 King Street East, Toronto THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. famous for good style: and service: Good appearance is what makes a woman proud of her furs. And every comparison demon- strates the individual character of our goods. We specialize on Fur and Fur-lined Coats for men and women and Sets and Single pieces in all furs. We also sell Ladies ' Hats, Outer Apparel and Gloves. WRITE FOR FUR CATALOGUE N Fairweathers Limited 84-86 Yonge Street Winnipeg TORONTO Montreal THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 5 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN Editor-in-Chief— Jean MacTavish. Editors— Rosalind Morley, Elizabeth McWhinney. Business Manager— Muriel Robertson. Assistant Business Manager— Stella Fleming. Vol. II. CHRISTMAS, 1910. No. i. EDITORIALS The old order changeth, yielding place to new. It was some such thought as this that was in our mind one fall morning as we walked along Bloor Street and saw great heaps of brick and debris where once had stood that well-known seat of learning, Branksome Hall. Of course we had known that it was to be demolished, and yet one couldnH help feeling a pang at the thought of alien hands ruthlessly pulling to pieces, brick by brick, that building which had seen so many of the studies and pastimes, joys and sorrows, of the Branksome girls. It seemed a desecration; someway one could not help thinking of the number of girls who had turned in at that gate and passed down the walk to the little red schoolhouse at the back. Some of them, joy- ful and care-free, had entered gaily ; some of them a trifle loiteringly, with worried face and the weight of unprepared lessons on their consciences. They probably belonged to the matriculation class, and to them school-life was by no means a bed of roses. And, again, glancing back over the lawns to the edge of the Eavine, one saw great, ugly piles of dirt where the.y had been wont to wander arm in arm at recess, hastily conning over a poorly prepared French or History les - son, or holding councils-of-war, the weighty subject under discussion probably being How to learn the least possible amount of Virgil and yet pass the Latin examination. Ten lines before and after the similes and the similes themselves are really all that is needed is a well-remembered remark of those painful days. This, alas, did not prove any too true, as some of us know to our cost. But, of course, these doubtful methods of preparation are a thing of the past, and the matriculants of to-day attack their Aeneid with a desire and purpose to know thoroughly all of it there is to be known, so that it 6 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. may be impossible for any examiner to take tbem unawares. Yes? If so girls have wonderfully changed since those good old days. But, passing farther east along Bloor Street and turning down Sherbourne, we come to the new Branksome. An aggressive, inde- pendent-looking building this. JsTo shy shrinking behind pine trees here. Square and upright, strong and determined, it seems to say, as plainly as bricks and mortar can say, I stand for the modern spirit of womanhood. Any girl entering here must learn that it is possible for her to be a lady in the true sense of the word and yet to look out for herself in this busy world. Industry and knowledge ' should make anyone independent. Be independent. Inside all was wondrously comfortable. The bright-faced principal who showed us over the school explained, apologetically, that things were only beginning to be settled, in a sort of probationary state as it were, and that if the building and location should prove suitable much would be done in the way of improvement. To our eyes very little seemed lacking. The class-rooms were bright and sunny, the dining-room downstairs large and airy, and the bedrooms dainty and comfortable. There is the largest attendance this year of any year yet. Some twenty-five boarders and over one hundred and ten days girls are on the roll. The day girls, too, are being admitted to many of the societies which in our time belonged exclusively to the boarders. In every way the school is growing and broadening, and we feel sure that those girls, graduates and present-day pupils, who have its best interests warmly at heart, will rejoice in the assurance that a bright and pros- perous future awaits our beloved school. In this number of the The Slogan we introduce our readers to the school motto clothed in Latin : ' ' Industria et Scventia ' The outward and visible sign only is changed. We still have to work if we want to know. Current Events ' the new school weekly, is a flourishing little paper, in which the Seniors are interested. Our warmest thanks are due to Miss Read for the kindly interest she has taken in the paper and the advice she has given, and we also wish to assure those girls who have contributed of our gratitude. THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 7 CONTRIBUTED ARTICLES THE PASSION PLAY AT OBERAMMERGAU BY HETTY m ' GAW. It was my great privilege during the past summer to travel abroad with two friends, who, I know, will agree with me when I say we were specially fortunate in having made the trip this year, thus giving our- selves the glorious opportunity of seeing the Passion Play at Ober- ammergau. Much has been said, from a critical standpoint, as to the ■object of such a play, but surely everyone who ha;s seen it is convinced that there is naught but reverence in every word and action of these simple village folk as they unfold so realistically the wonderful story of Christ ' s life and passion. On August the 14th, we arrived at Fiissen, a small Bavarian village, from where we planned to drive, by private coach, to Oberammergau. However, we found enough of interest even in this modest village to spend a day there, and the following afternoon visited two beautiful ■castles built by Ludwig II. One of these, Neuschwaustein, is ideally situated on a rock overlooking the village, and contains some beautiful frescoes of scenes from Wagner ' s operas. Although Ludwig was an eccentric king, he proved a true friend of Wagner ' s, and was also an enthusiastic patron of the Passion Play. Through his madness, which seemed to take the form of extreme ideas of gorgeous luxuriousness, travellers are left three of the most beautiful palaces to be seen any- where. Early the next morning we started on our long drive through the mountains, and, although the sky was threatening, the rain kept off until late in the afternoon. To me this was one of the most interest- ing and novel parts of our whole trip, as we drove over the windin f road, sometimes walking up the steeper hills, while on all sides ros majestic mountains, with here and there an opal lake, reflecting tne dark clouds above. The roads in some places are very narrow, and we had several thrilling experiences. However, as our horses were sturdy and sure-footed beasts and their driver kind and gentle, we arrived safely at Linderhof, where there is another of Ludwig ' s palaces. We had barely reached cover when the storm, which had been following -us through the mountains, broke, and for an hour or more poured itself out in hail and rain. After refreshing ourselves with German 8 THE BEAISTKSOME SLOGAN. cake and coffee, we made ' Our way through the rain to the palace. We were well repaid, for, without doubt, this proved the most gorgeous one we had yeit iseen, each room seeming to outdo the others in its beauty. I remember chiefly three chandeliers, an immense one of cut glass, one of Dresden china and another of exquisitely carved ivory. But Ludwig was not satisfied with the interior gorgeousness of his palace, for in the garden, which is beautifully laid out with fountains and statues, is found the entrance to a grotto. Although it is arti- ficial, a strange sensation creeps over one on entering this uncanny cave, with its stalactites dripping from above, the roar of water which falls from a great height at one end, and bluish lights casting a weird glow over all. Coming out again into the light, we found our way to the Kiosk, which, although very small, resembles somewhat the Sans Chapelle in Paris in interior decoration. By this time we were drenched to the skin, and, finding our carriage ready to start, were indeed glad to know that an hour ' s drive would bring us to Oberammergau. Like all the people of the village, we found Mr. and Mrs. Oskar Zwink, at whose house we stayed, most hospitable and kind. After a hearty dinner, we retired early to ' prepare ourselves for the following day, which was to demand strength of body and mind. Oberammergau is the upper of two villages on the banks of the Ammer river in Bavaria. It is in the heart of the Tyrol mountains, whose towering peaks and verdant valleys seem to claim the sole right to the setting of a play so heart-rending and yet so peaceful in its message to mankind. During mediaeval times religious subjects were represented by Miracle, Mystery, and Passion Plays. The last named is the only one in existence now, existing, it would seem, because of the sincere piety of these earnest folk, who look upon its portrayal as a part of their religious responsibility. As far back as the thir- teenth century parts of Christ ' s life were represented, but it is an established fact that since 1750 the full drama of His life has been portrayed. A plague which had been raging through Bavaria about that time robbed Oberammergau of one hundred and fifty of its inhabitants, and the survivors made a vow that if those remaining should be saved they would, in commemoration of this blessing, por- tray every ten years the full drama of Christ ' s life, for the uplifting of mankind. Their plea was granted, it would seem, and consequently every ten years thousands from all corners of the earth find their way to this remote village, to witness this sacred play. At a quarter to eight, on August 17th, four thousand two hundred people were seated within the enclosure which now protects the patrons THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. 9 of the play. The stage is almost entirely in the open, and until recently, I believe, even the audience were unprotected from all con- ditions of weather. Needless to say, the performers have to undergo many hardships, but to close in the stage in any way would detract greatly from the whole effect, as the surrounding mountains and valleys and blue ' sky form the chief parts of tlie scenery. In the centre of the main stage is a second stage with a curtain, upon which are splendid paintings of Moses, Jeremiah and Isaiah. On the pediment above is a fresco representing Christ comforting the poor and neefly ones gathered about Him. At either side of this stage are repre- sented two streets of Jerusalem, Pilate ' s house standing on the left, and that of Annas, the High Priest, on the right. AVhen, at precisely eight o ' clock, the first strains of the beautiful overture were heard, there was a tense silence througliout the vast auditorium, the people leaning forward with eager faces. The music was written by the schoolmaster of the village, and is in perfect keep- ing with the solemn and sacred scenes of the play. At the conclusion of the overture a chorus of about thirt} men and women take their places upon the stage. They are simply dresised in long white tunics, over which are draped mantles of various shades. Before and after each of the twenty-four tableaux and eighteen acts this chorus appears to explain by song and prologue the following scene. The tableaux form a great part of the play, representing, as they do, scenes from the Old Testament prophetic of events in the life of Christ. The control of body and mind which was displayed by the men and women, and even the little children, was simply marvellous, it being impossible to note the slightest tremor of a muscle. The first one represents the expulsion of Adam and Eve from the Garden of Eden, and the second the Ador-ation of the Cross. The first act follows these, the opening of which is the entry into Jerusalem. This is the most beautiful scene of the play, as the huge throng of men, w omen and children are clad in various shades of costumes, waving palms, and singing loud hosannas. In the midst of this dense throng Christ is seen entering the city on an ass. Dismounting, He enters the Temple, and with stern reproof drives the money changers from their sinful occupations, thus bringing upon Himself the hateful revenge of these lustful men who have been so unexpectedly dispersed. The part of Christ is taken by Anton Lang, who is capable in every way of filling such a sacred task with dignity and deep reverence. No doubt the heaviest part in the play is that of Judas Iscariot, and as portrayed by Johann Zwink could not be improved upon, dramatically or otlierwise. In the scene where he realizes his cowardly betrayal of 10 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. the Master, the feeling of remorse conveyed to the audience is so intense that one feels for the time that it is Judas himself, and not Johann Zwink, who speaks. Ottilie Zwink, his daughter, takes the part of Mary, the mother of Jesus, and although not much is required of her, yet does that small part beautifully. One of the most impres- sive moments of the play is when Christ bids her farewell before entering upon His ministry. During the morning session the seven acts which lead up to the arrest of Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane are given, the latter being one of the most realistic scenes of all. Christ chooses Peter, James and John from among His beloved disciples to watch with Him while He prays, but even these faithful ones succumb to drowsy sleep, and forget their Master. Perceiving their weakness Christ again beseeches them to watch, and once more tseeks communion with Go d. An angel appears Avith words of comfort to strengthen Him in this His darkest hour. Suddenly a noise is heard close at hand, and Christ, turning to His sleeping friends, tells them of the approach of the betrayer. They awaken to the awful realization that already their beloved friend is surrounded by His enemies. Christ is then bound and cruelly brought to the judgment hall of Annas. From twelve until two an intermission is given for rest and lun- cheon. There was even a deeper eagerness upon the faces of the on- lookers as they took their seats to witness the closing scenes of the play. The eighth act opens with the scene in the Palace of Annas, who weakens before Christ and postpones judgment. Angered by this delay the people roughly le-ad Christ before Caiaphas, hoping to receive from him the sentence of death upon their silent prisoner, who patiently bears the hateful mockings of the soldiers about Him. Caiaphas decrees that Jesus must die, but has not the power to pro- nounce the death sentence and orders Christ to be taken before Pilate, the Eoman Governor. Outside, Judas, who has heard this, realizes the awfulness of such a sentence upon an innocent man whom, for the gain of thirty pieces of silver, he has so shamefully betrayed. Hurrying before the High Priest, he begs Christ ' s release, pleads His innocence: but seeing it is too late for mercy he dashes the money ba upon the floor and, with an oath of remorse, leaves his unre- lenting friends to carry out the awful deed. Then Judas, too weak to bear this terrible load of guilt, with loud curses upon himself, ends his remorse by taking his own life. Meanwhile, the hostile enemies, now at the height of their anger, gather before the house of Pilate. Finding the accused a Galilean, Pilate demands that He be judged by Herod, King of Galilee. Herod, THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 11 however, only mocks Christ, and refuses to take any part in the trial, saying that Pilate has power to condemn this man to death. Pilate, facing the angry mob once more, pleads Christ s innocence, harshly rebuking the priests for their baseless accusations. Turning to the people he asks which shall be released unto them, Christ or Barabbas, and with one voice they answer, Release Barabbas ! Seeing all his efforts to save Christ are in vain, Pilate, weakening before the clamor- ing mob, finally pronounces the sentence of death upon Christ, and orders the release of the robber. Then, breaking his sceptre and washing his hands, thus thinking to rid himself of this ignoble deed, he exclaims, I am innocent of the blood of this innocent man. It falls upon you and upon your children. With loud rejoicings the people receive this final word, and press eagerly on to finish the awful task they have taken upon themselves. Placing the heavy cross upon Christ, they urge Him on and on with cruel taunts and blows, until, utterly helpless. He falls beneath His burden. Just at this moment Mary, who has been seeking her Son everywhere, approaches with John and Magdalene. How pathetic is the scene as she recognizes Him, and realizes that He is to be so cruelly taken from her ! Finally, John, who has ever been her friend, persuades her to turn away, saying, It is the Father ' s will. ' ' But she cannot leave her Son to suffer alone, and, keeping at a safe dis- tance from the angry crowd, she and her companions are seen follow- ing Him to Golgotha. oThe soldiers, perceiving Christ ' s weakness, call upon Simon of. Cyrene, who is standing near, to bear the cross to the appointed place. In the meantime loving friends have gathered about Christ, who, as He leaves them, speaks comforting words as he sees the depth of their sorrow. Soon He is nailed upon the cross, with the two thieves on either side, the one rejecting Him, the other penitent of his sins, and receiving from Christ the promise of Heaven. Suddenly a crash- ing sound of stone and earth is heard, and Christ murmurs, It is finished ! Many, seeing in this sudden convulsion of nature the power of God, cry out for mercy, while others hasten to the Temple. Left alone with their Saviour, Mary and her companions kneel in adoration before Him, and then silently Joseph, Nicodemus and John lower the body from the cross. In her deep sorrow the mother holds her Son in a last embrace, and then He is taken from her and rever- ently laid in the tomb. Should the play end here, how gloomy would be the effect upon those who witness it. The soldiers who have been left to guard the tomb have fallen asleep on the third night of their watch, but as 12 THE BRAm SOME SLOGAN. morning draws near they awaken to see the stone which closes Chrisf s tomb slowly moving from its place. Awe-stricken, they approach the tomb, which they find empty ; and realizing this to be the fulfilment of Christ ' s own words, they hasten to tell the Pharisees of what they liave seen. They have been gone but a moment when Mary Magdalene, Salome and Mary the mother of John come with spices to anoint the body of their Lord. But lo, they are too late, and turning away with heavy hearts they are confronted by an angel who tells them that Christ has risen. Then another voice is heard behind them, and turning, they behold the Saviour clothed in white garments speak- ing words of love and peace as He ascends into the presence of the Father. TJiere were many tear-stained yet happy faces throughout the theatre as the thousands of people silently withdrew, each one con- scious of his own peculiar impression. ' NONE BUT THE BRAVE DESERVE THE FAIR BY H. C. B. Some years ago, in a little Western town, a group of men gathered as evening fell in the sm ' all grocery store which found itself a not too successful rival of the Hudson Bay Company warehouse. Indeed, had the proprietor limited himself to the grocery business, as practised in the slower going East, he would have been obliged to give up long before. But such terms in that country were elaistic, and the sign in the centre of the window, Buy your Tea, Flour and Sugar Here — All, Three Pounds for a Dollar — Bring your own Wrapping Paper, ' ' was flianked on either side by piles of tooth-brushes, spectacles, mouth- organs and equally dissimilar articles. To tell the truth, it was necessary to fill the window with a display of this kind, for the supply of. flour, tobacco and other staples was running dangerously low, and the supply boiat could not possibly be in for another week. Across the street a lamp placed behind ia transparent sign illumin- ated the words, The Grand Emporium, and in the lighted window beneath, various specimens of what are technically known as boiled shirts were placed in a row, the central one adorned with a dazzling tie of purple and orange satin, the pride and admiration of the whole town. THE BEANKSOME SLOGAX. 13 Within the grocery store the proprietor was busy planing off the counter as the easiest way of ridding it of various stains. I wish the preacher wouldn ' t hold service here so often ' he grumbled. I ' ve got to have it clean, I suppose, hut there soon won ' t be anything left of it. His words were unheeded. The men around the stove were too much engrossed in a topic of their own, an amusing topic to judge by the outbursts of laughter at frequent intervals. They were a sun- burned, cheerful group, most of them young and all evidently accus- tomed to an out-door life. Seated on a box near the stove was a young English rancher, Harry Lloyd, who was noted as one of the best riders and polo players in the country. ISTot far from him lounged Simons, Lloyd ' s rival in knowledge of and love for horses. There were several other Englishmen land one or two Americans, but all, like the native Oanadians, filled with the true Western spirit of swift action. The subject under discussion, which excited so much interest, was a wedding that had taken place unexpectedly that morning. But Layton proposed to Miss Moore the week after she came here, protested one of the men, but just returned from a hunting expedition, and she accepted him then. What ' s all the fuss about ? Why, don ' t you know ? cried another. She changed her mind a day or two after, absolutely and finally, so she said. She also announced a week ago that she was going home by to-day ' s stage. Poor Layton was almost desperate, observed the owner of the shop, with a laugh. Then last night she up and told him she had discovered that she liked him well enough to marry him after all. You tell us the rest again, Lloyd. Lloyd chuckled as he took up the tale. I stayed in town last night, said he, and Layton pulled me out of bed at midnight. He begged me by all I held dear to ride like wildfire over to Elmwood — that ' s forty miles — to bring the minister to marry them before the stage left, and then she would have no chance to change her mind again. You see, he didn ' t dare leave town himself. Well, I did it — woke all Elmwood up at six in the morning to find the reverend gentleman, and had him back here by noon. They were married then and there, and moved at once into Hutching ' s old harness-shop across the road, where they held their wedding reception. My word ! T haven ' t got all the dust off me yet. There was a general chorus of laughter as the men recalled the incidents of the reception — the cobwebs which streaked the back of anyone forgetful enough to lean against the wall ; the old horse-collar which had fallen from its peg on to the shoulders of the disgusted 14 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. Simons, and the calm imperturbability through it all of the bride and groom, absolutely happy lat last. It ' s all very well for you to laugh ' grumbled Simons, good- naturedly, but I know who knocked that horse-collar over my head. I ' ll get even with you some day, Lloyd. You ' re mistaken as to the guilty one, my friend, replied the other calmly, but I ' ll be ready for you any time. Then, with a sigh, That Layton ' s a pretty lucky fellow. The sigh was re-echoed throughout tlie room. It was a womanless country, and a man with a wife was correspondingly to be envied. But let me tell you some news I heard to-day, cried a msm sud- denly. You know that Carruthers, the Hudson Bay factor, is expected back from Ottawa by the first boat with his family. I heard just this morning that he is bringing a governess for his children. At once he was bombarded with questions by the excited group. These he parried as best he oould, knowing nothing more than what he had told them, until, suddenly recognizing his opportunity, he began to pour forth descriptions of her appearance, her character, her fallen fortunes, so rich and varied as firsit to amaze his audience and then to fill them with righteous indignation. While they earn- estly sought to instruct him in the value lof truth, the man whose sigh had indirectly started all the commotion .stood apart in silence and pondered deeply. Finally he raised his head, his decision made — If it ' s possible for man to do, he said to himself, I ' ll make Mrs. Carruthers ' governess my wife. At that moment his eyes met those of Simons, in whose face he read a resolution similar to his own. Both men reddened slightly, but their embarrassment was not noticed in the excitement still prevailing. What cared they if poor Mrs. Carruthers brought a governess all the way from Ottawa, only to lose lier immerliately ? Or to which of them did it occur that the lady of his choice might desire to remain in her present position? The triumphant spirit of the West was theirs and their only difficulty was which of them should first reach her heart. It had not taken Harry Lloyd long after reaching this, new coun- try to acquire the quickness of thought and action so necessary in such places to those who would fit themselves to survive. His suc- cessful ride of the night before over a barely marked trail had proved once again his fearlessness. Now that his place was well established among his fellows, and now that his ranch was begin- ning to yield a profit, he longed for somebody to share it with him — for the sight of a woman ' s face. ' My only hope lies in acting at once, was the thought uppermost in his mind, and he rode out of THE BEANKSOME SLOGAX. 15 the town towards his ranch, deep in consideration of ways and means. Before he reached home he had formed his plan of cam- paign, and, after a few hours ' sleep, set at once about putting it into execution. Meanwhile Simons also had made h is plans. When the town awakened on the following morning, he hastened his steps towards the grand emporium. ' ' There he paused a moment to feast his eyes upon the gorgeous lavender and yellow creation in the window. He entered the shop and purchased it. His satisfaction was intense. What ladvantage could Harry possibly gain over him now ? , ,eally, Harry was absurdly slow. He decided to spend the eveni ? practising on the cornet, with which he intended to sereiiad Her. He wo ld play such polo and per- form such feats gi ndino wlien she was%mong the audience as had never been seen in the country before. In short, he felt that he defied her to M ithstand his charms and he passed the days pending the arrival of the steamer in a state of confident anticipation. . Nearly two weeks passed before the river was clear. Then, sud- denly, one morning the great bell in the Fort clanged loudly. The boat! the boat ' s coming ! echoed across the little town; and man, woman land child ropped their work land ran to the dock to hail the arrival of th6 steamer of tlie year. . Simons was prepared. The boat was still a quarter of a j lC; distant when he reached the dock, panting in his haste, but clad ' in his best suit of clothes, the famous necktie which was carefully tied about his throat visible many, many yards away. He struck a graceful attitude as the steamer drew near and scanned anxiousl} the faces clustered ■ about the bow. He recognized Mrs. Carruthers and lier children, but elsewhere he saw only men, men, men. The gangplank was barely lowered before he had darted up on to the deck. He had set his heart upon being the one to help her ashore. Suddenly he gave a great sigh of relief, and then stopped short. Walking slowly along the deck from the stern of the boat caine a man and a woman. The woman was no longer in her first youth — her face showed signs of trouble and care, but these served rather to accentu- ate her sweet and gentle expression. The man was Harry Lloyd I Hello, Simons! he hailed, catching sight of him; ' come here a minute. Miss Moore would like to meet you. I took supplies, rode up to Mil wood and have been on board here for nearly a week ! Mrs. Carruthers bewailed her unlucky star, but submitted grace- fully. A month later, in her house. Miss Moore married Henry 1(3 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. Lloyd, rancher, and departed, to take her share in building up that country whose prosperity has amply justified the boldness of lier sons, in love, as well as in war. H. C. B. OUR CHEERFUL PRINCIPAL. ODE TO OUR PRINCIPAL She is a phantom of delight When first she gleams upon our sight, A lovely apparition eent To be our daily ornament. Her eyes as sLars of twilight fair. Like sunlight is her golden hair; And all the girls about her crowd At sohooltime with their clamors loud. And, oh I she has an image gay. To haunt, to startle, and waylay! — E. M. AND 11 M THE BRATOSOME SLOGA s . 17 BERMUDA BY MARJORIE H. HENRY. I know not what heaven ' s joy may be, ' Not what its royal sports; But here I rest in what to me Is one of heaven ' s fair courts. Perhaps the greatest charm of life in Bermuda is the almost entire absence of anything which annoys or makes afraid. All the hurry and worry of a strenuous life, all the wear and tear of forum and mart are comparatively unknown, especially to tourists and occasional residents who seek a genial clime amid restful surroundings. The Bermudas are beautiful for situation, lying in the N orth Atlantic about 800 miles due isouth from Halifax, I .S., and 701 miles south-east from New York, and the voyage is usually made, weather permitting, in forty-eight hours. Leaving ISTew York at ten, Wednesday morning, you are due to arrive in Bermuda at noon on Friday. Sometimes, during the winter months, the weather is so rough that you do not land for nearly two days after, but that very seldom occurs. On the Friday morning you will be awakened by a great stir and bustle aboard, and turning on the light 3 ou will find it is only four o ' clock. At last your curiosity gets the better of you, and you scramble into your clothes and go up on deck. There you will find all the passengers who are not too lazy lying in their deck chairs, waiting for the sun to rise. I myself thought them very foolish to get up so early just to see the sun rise, so I prepared myself for another little nap in my deck chair. Hardly had I settled myself when I heard, Oh, isn ' t it beautiful ! and my look up resulted in my rushing to the railing to witness one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen or ever hope to see again. The ocean was as calm as a large pond, and over in the east the sun was just appearing like a red ball. It shed its blazing rays on the waters and turned them into fire. As it rose higher, coming as it were out of the deep blue sea, you saw the Bermuda Islands in the distance, just a little speck of land away out in the ocean. Presently, as the sun shone out in all its glory, you could distinguish little white dots all over the islands, which we were told were houses. At ten o ' clock the pilot came aboard, and at noon we ran up into Hamilton Harbor and found ourselves among islands that all the writing in the world could not describe. 18 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. The Bermudas consist of 365 islands, but there are not more than fifteen land areas large enough to hear the name island ' and to be inhabited or under cultivation. The two cities are Hamilton and St. George ' s, with low land called the Flats connecting them. The natives are clean, hard-working negroes and ver} religious. There has been no record of any crime for the last twenty-five years, which speaks well for their peaceful- ness. There, children go regularly to school, and on Sunday you will see them all dressed up in their best, the women in stiff white dressefe and the children with their frizzy hair done up in numerous pig- tails. Most of the negroes are farmers and sow celery and easter- lilies, also vegetables, and of course you see banana plantations on all sides. There realh are but two yearly seasons in Bermuda, spring and summer. Flowers are most beautiful and plentiful in the so-called winter months. The planter is busy sowing and reaping just when his more northern brother is shovelling out snow and shovelling in coal. Frost has never been seen here. From November to April the mercury ranges from 50 to 70 degrees, with but very few days Avhen artificial heat is needed. In summer it is never so high as in the States, never rising above 86 degrees, and 75 to 80 degrees at night. Grass is green, flowers bloom, trees and shrubs flourish all the year round. There are two banks, and American money circulates freely. The spiritual interests of the colony are ministered to by able pastors representing seven denominations, with the Church of England at the head. There are no steam cars, no cars of any kind, no factories, no snakes or wild animals, but plenty of birds and flshes. We may be thankful that there is a place devoted to pure air, bright sun- shine and delightful repose and exempt from frogs. The roads are cut out of the solid rock, consequently they are very hard, without dust and as white as snow. The houses are built only one-storey high out of the same native stone with lime roofs. The roofs and the houses are kept exceedingly clean, as they depend on the rain for their water supply. The navy docks are built on the west side of the islands, and there are about five or six thousiand soldiers stationed there the year round. The Governor of the Bermudas is General Kitchener, and his term extends five years. The liotels and stores are all similar to our own stores, the Hamilton and the Princess being the two best hotels. The Princess closes in the summer, but the Hamilton and the Frascati, another good hotel, remain open the year round. The drives are beautiful and the scenery a constant pleasure to the tourist. THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. 19 Among the points of interest on the island, shown to the tourist, are the DevlFs Hole, where two thousand different kinds of fish are kept for the pleasure and education of the spectator; the Crystal Cave, a lovely and interesting place; the Aquarium, and the Coral Reefs. There are two lighthouses on these islands, St. David ' s and Gibbs, the latter being 370 feet above the sea. The scenic artist, the amateur photographer, the bicyclist, and all health and rest seekers will find Bermuda one of the fairest spots on old Mother Earth. Land of gorgeous days, whose air and sunshine are like wine and l alm, of nights, whose moonlight and whose .starlight seem of heiavenly origin, land of ever-changing glorious tints of sea and sky, land of perpetual spring, who would not, when the rigors of northern winters imprison our less favored clime in bonds of ice and snow, hie himself to thy flower-bedecked verdant shores, there to bask in the sunshine of thy days and luxuriate in the soft radiance of thy nights? THE NEW YEAR IN CHINA BY DORA ADAMS. In the Celestial Empire, the time of the New Year festival is the greatest holiday of the twelve moions. To the Chinese it means fifteen days of feasting, family reunion and new clothes. They have plenty of time for religious rites and social ceremonies. It is a fortnight of national leisure, and, strange to relate, one in which all debts are expected to be paid. You might wonder how such industrious people as the Chinese find time for such lengthy festivities; but just as we take Sunday as a rest day, so their whole nation oboo ' ses that this full half -moon, from New Year ' s Day to the Feast of the Lanterns, shall be spent in social enjoyment. Dumplings are connected with their Xew Year, just as the turkey and plum pudding with an English Christmas. To eat cakes of ordinary grain on New Year ' s Day, land no dumplings, is almost worse than to have no New Year. The keen joy with which every member of the family anticipates the New Year feast, the still keener joy of devouring it, and the scarcely . smialler pleasure of reminiscence after the return to plain fare brightens life for all. Inspired probably by the same spirit which prompts Western New Year ' s resolutions, the Chinese choose this particular time to house- clean. They clean their mud floors, build new walks, if needed, buy new wall-hangings, put new colored paper on the windows, which 20 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. are made of fine lattice-work, making everything as fresh as the} can afford. In the Western countries family gatherings are desirable, but difficult. Families divide and scatter to the ends of the earth. But in China the family is already at home. Only a few of its male members are away, and these re turn for this holiday; for if a Chinaman cannot go home for the New Year he is sure to be ridiculed by the people with whom he is staying las well as by those of his native village. So, dreading ridicule even more than the loss of a meal, if kept away by something over which he has no control, he is like a wet hen or a fish out of water. There is a noticeable absence of the old clothes during the time between the first and fifteenth days of the new moon. Glad rags for every man, woman and child, even though some be rented ! They love bright colors, and so a combination of bright green, scarlet, orange and purple would look magnificent on a Chinaman, and be considered quite in good taste. The debt-paying function occupies the last day of the old year. Some Chinese truisms are : Everybody needs to borrow, Every- body is obliged to lend money (almost everybody oweis money to someone else) , No Chinaman ever pays down cash unless he is obliged to do so, No Chinaman ever pays a debt until he is dunned and dunn ' ed often. Further, in paying a debt, he pays but part of it at a time. It is easily seen, then, that the collecting machinery is necessarily intricate. Each store, no matter how small, has its own army of men to gather in its debts. At the same time these men collect their own debts, and, while collecting, endeavor to dodge their own creditors. They are at once the most practical and most sentimental of the human race. New Year must not be violated by duns for debts, but the debt must be collected. New Year though it be. For this rea- son one sometimes sees an urgent creditor going about early on the first day of the year, carrying a lantern, looking for some one. This artificial light shows that, by a social fiction, the sun has not yet risen, it is still yesterday and the debt can still be claimed. New Year ' s Eve and lall through the night there is a great deal of banging of firecrackers, to delight their own ears and scare away the evil spirits . On the twenty-third day of the previous month, the old Icitchen god had been discharged and now they install a new one in its place. On the second day all the male members of a suitable age go to tlie family or clan graveyard, and there make offerings to the spirits of their ancestors. THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 21 Then follows the calling. Every family in the village must visit every other family. The elderly men stay at home to receive. In- cidentally, the women are all there, too. The first day they call Ia. their own village; the second and following days they go to visit: their relatives in other villages. They keep up relationships even with ' forty-second cousins. Duty and pleasure are combined, for does not each visit mean a square meal? If the Chinese did not, as a rule, work so hard they could not so heartily enjoy their long vacation. Without this vacation they could, not, during the rest of the year, work so well. This period of leisure becomes thus a safety-valve to the nation. IN THE V AR OF 1812 BY MARIE PABKES. We usually think of old (houses in connection with England, but there are many interesting old houses in Canada also. They may not have stood for hundreds of years, but long enough, at least, to have romantic tales told of them. There is one about an old house in Niagara Peninsula. You may wish to know the exact location, but I shall not tell you, for if I did I might get into trouble for putting something in print which is no business of mine. I have an old aunt, who was born only a few years after the war of 1812,. She has a marvellous memory, and has told me dozens of interesting and amusing stories of the war. I only wish I could remember them half as well as she does. However, I will try to tell you correctly this story in which an old house figures. In the year 1813, a company of United States soldiers were re- ported as approaching the village in which my aunt ' s grandmother lived, with her husband and three children. Their house was the one of this story, and was situated on the main street, between a tavern and a china shop. Business was very slack at this time, and the proprietors of these two establishments were away back in the country gathering apples. They had therefore left two small boys and a girl of nineteen, the children of their neighbors, in charge of both lines of business. THE BPtA TKSOME SLOGAN. When the people came rushing up the village street shouting The Yankees ! the whole family were at dinner in their own house. They had kept little of value there, as the war-like times kept them con- tinually on the watch for an invasion by the Americans. But there was a whole cellar-full of wine and eatables in the tavern, all the winter ' s provisions, and a new consignment of china in the shop. What was to be done ? If the goods had been their own they might have trusted to good luck, but as their neighbors ' property, it must be guarded ! Suddenly Gertrude, the girl, said, Why not bring everything we can into the house, and put them in the room where father keeps his good furs? It was a brilliant suggestion, for the door to that one small, strongly-built room was hidden by the sidebo ' ard in the dining-room. Her father dealt in valuable furs, and always kept any specially fine ones in that room. The whole family immediately set to work to move the goods from the two houses into this room. Meanwhile, the Amerieans were com- ing nearer -and nearer, and they knew that they would not have time to complete their work unless the soldiers were delayed in some way. It was no easy task, and no quick one, to remove many casks of wine, whole hams, and crates of china, and there were only two young boys, one man, one girl and one woman to do it. Again the girl ' s wit came to their aid. She said, You know the roads are terribly muddy, and they will be having a hard march. I shall go and try to persuiade them to let me show them the easier but longer way over the common. It will give you at least ten min- utes more, for, of course, they will come straight to the tavern if they can ! Her mother objected, as she feared the men might harm the girl, but at I ' ast she consented, and Gertrude ran down the street to intercept the soldiers. When they came in sight she found that the majority were dead tired and swearing profanely. Nothing daunted, she finally made the captain notice her, and explained that she would take them round to the tavern by a longer, but easier, route if they would trust them- selves to her guidance. He finally consented, as he saw that his men could stand little more of the rough road; also, the girl was pretty and he was young. When they reached the tavern everything was put away but some fruit, one ham and a keg or two of beer. The soldiers satisfied their hunger and thirst, but there was not enough liquor to become drunk on, and they did not know that in a tiny, oonoealed room in the next house there were quantities of liquor and food. From that day THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. 23 to this 1 don ' t believe that more than one of those soldiers discovered tlie trick played on them, and that one wais the captain ! He found out three or four years after because his wife told him, and I don ' t suppose I have to tell you who his wife was ! A LIBRARY TALE The hour was almost midnight, Beside the dying fire In idleness I sat and dreamed Till close beside my ear there seemed A sweet voice to enquire: Did you know that ' Richard Carvel ' And ' The Lady of the Lake With little ' David Copperfield ' And others whom ' The Spy ' revealed, ' A Tramp Abro ' ad ' will take? They are going by ' The Two Faiths ' And along ' The Right of Way, ' But when ' The Crossing ' they approach ' King Lear ' will meet them with his coach. Just at ' The Peep of Day. ' As they draw near the ' Hamlet ' Where ' Evangeline ' resides. Behold ! ' The Crisis ' comes too soon. For ' Tom Brown ' ' Kidnapped ' ' Lorna Doone ' And many more besides. To their ' Deserted Village ' ' The Spoilers ' go, ' twould seem, With booty rare ' To Have and To Hold ' . Our ' Mutual Friend ' then wliispering told, ' Twas all ' A Mid— night ' s Dream. — G. M. M. 24 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. THE SOUTHDOWNE RACE JESSIE FERRIEB. The morning of the 24th of May broke bright -and clear in South- downe. The town was in a state of excitement. For it was the one day of the year when everyone turned out to witness an impoTtant event — a horse race. This was to take place on a high and level I i track, at two o clock. But already a great crowd had collected in order to get good positions. It was a curious gathering. All the people in Southdowne were there: lumbermen in their every- fiWp J day clothes; miners, distinguished by their bright red |:f| | Nj bandannas, and here and there an Indian or half- y-f - ' breed. But there was one figure which aroused much curiosity. It was that of an Indian, Red Wing, chief of the Mohawks. An Indian likes nothing better ' than a good, swift horse, and to this passioji Red Wing certainly lived up. He was about twenty years of age, tall, and slim as a pine tree. His features were clear-cut and his swarthy skin was brightened by a pair of black eyes, which sparkled like live coals. With him were two others. One was John Cobbett, known as Cobb, a lithe little fellow with a thatch of yellow hair and a pair of crafty blue eyes. The other was Terence Kelly, a witty little Irishman. His homely features were lighted up by an irrepressible smile and a pair of twinkling eyes. These three were to compete in the race. As they hurried to the stables, not together, however, each felt deep down within him a longing for victory. Red Wing ' s horse, Wild Fire, was a beautiful little roan, sleek and well-groomed. She was a fiery creature, but her owner had complete confidence in her power, if only she did not get her temper up and go too quickly at first. Tally Ho, Cobb ' s horse, a bay, was capable of remarkable endurance. Trained by its master, it could trip a horse quite easily. Wild Fire ' s chief enemy, however, was Bally Brae, Kelly ' s horse. She was not so distinguished in appearance as Tally Ho, but her speed had been proven before, and the merits of her rider were well- known. It was already two o ' clock. By this time the enclosure was packed. All was in readiness for the exciting event. The course was to be twice around a mile track. Across the latter was placed a wooden screen, behind which the riders took their poisition. At the crack THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. 25 of the pistol and clang of the bell, the screen was raised and the horses went off like a flash. Red Wing appeared calm and collected. He was holding Wild Fire back with all his strength lest she might weary before the struggle. Tally Ho was following closely, and at her heels was Bally Brae. In a minute Tally Ho was in the lead. A cry went up. When about half way around the track Bally Brae shot for- ward like an arrow, and, in a cloud of dust, reached Tally Ho and rushed ahead. A great shout rose among the spectators. It looks as if Bally Brae is going to leave the others behind her ' said one man. Rubbish ! You don ' t know what Wild Fire ' s made of ! ex- claimed another angrily. But it certainly looked as if Bally Brae was to be the winner and Tally Ho a close ©econd. They little reckoned on the make-up of Wild Fire. Her temper was rising, and her rider, unable to restrain her, loosened rein and let her go, uttering, soothingly, Steady, old girl, steady. On, on she went! A mighty roar came from the crowd, which, too excited to remain sitting, rose and waved her on to victory. Tally Ho attempted to trip Wild Fire, but she fell to the ground with her rider beneath. It was now between Bally Brae and Wild Fire. Bally Brae, at the approach of her rival, at once pricked up her ears and rushed on. Her speed must soon lessen. She cannot keep it up, thought Red Wing. I must now give my horse looser rein. Digging his spurs into her, she shot up into the air. Faster, faster they went, a cloud of dust following them. Clatter, clatter sounded their hoofs upon the ground. They had now but one- third of the course to cover. Bally Brae ' s speed had not lessened. Wild Fire seemed like a thing possessed. With her head erect and quiver- ing nostrils, she advanced, inch by inch, step by step, until, with a mighty bound, she rushed in front of her opponent, and did not stop until pulled up at the goal — the victor. 2(5 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. COACHED IN DOMESTIC SCIENCE BY M. A. A. Henry S. Redmond walked into his clnb and,, with the judgment of one who knows, selected a large leather chair, and complacently began to enjoy life. There was nothing remarkable in this. I had seen him do it many times, with the slight difference that on other occasions he glanced around to see whom his companions were. He had been away for two months, and I had not heard from him in half as long, so I was not a little chagrined at this show of utter disregard. I won ' t speak till he does, I thought, and resumed my magazine, secretly watching him from behind my iscreen. Why, hello, Tom ; it ' s months since I ' ve seen you, said he, rising and coming towards me. I came back last night. Thought I ' d see you here. How are you ? You are about the most ungrateful dog I know. You prowl around a whole month without letting a soul know where 3 ' OU are. I couldn ' t even find out here. N ow, own up, what scheme have you been floating lately ? Sit down and I ' ll tell you. After I finished up a little business affair in Winnipeg I thouglit I ' d go home for a week or so and see everybody. They were glad to see me, Tom. He smiled a little reminiscently, I thought, so with an audible effort I suppressed a yawn and waited for him to continue. Suddenly he brightened up. The fact is, I ' ve been taking quite an interest in Domestic Science. I think it is a training that every mother ' s davighter should have. Why, man, does not the prosperity of the nation depend on its citizens, and surely the health and happi- ness of the citizens depends on the home life. It is a glorious train- ing. I see that in Denmark a girl has to have a certificate showing that she has had a course in Household Science and Economics before she can marry. That is what we ought to ha ve here, with the cost of living soaring as it is now. With this burst of eloquence Harry subsided rather shamefacedly, but volunteered his services in coaeliing me, saying he had studied under an excellent instructor. One of tlie girls has just come home from a Domestic Science Institute. Slie thought when slie came home that what she did not know would be scarcely worth the paper it was written on. I didn ' t know her well, but our mothers were good friends. Of course her mother wanted to display her culinary accomplishments, and a little impromptu dinner was arranged for the evening after I got home. THE BRAXKSOME SLOGAN. 37 An expansive grin and then, Tt was hard on the poor girl, I thought ' Humph! You seem to be deeply concerned about her now. You should not have gone if you felt that way about it ' said I, aloud. To myself I remarked, This accounts for your interest in domestic science. ' ' What I said, however, did not have the slightest effect of reproof, for Harry went on talking as serenely as if no interruption had occurred. We had four courses that I remember emphatically. The bouillon tasted as if it had ginger in it, and I didn ' t venture farther than the first spoonful. B} the time the meat course came I was hungry. It was spring lamb, browned potatoes and peas, with trimmings that I can ' t recall now. The meat looked very fine. Evelyn ' s father made an encouraging remark, then cut off two or three slices. I began to look forward to mine with fear and trembling. The fourth slice was a delicate pink, the fifth old rose, and the sixth (the one I should get) was still more impossible. I hoped the potatoes were done, and even went so far as to think peas were always good. As I had calculated, the sixth slice fell to my lot, a generous-sized potato and some peas. I saw a nice brown spot on the potato, and so I ate in its immediate vicinity — but no farther. The peas tasted like sawdust as nearly as I could imagine. The salad course found me genuinely ravenous, but not knowing what was in store for us I dared not anticipate. It looked tempting. They certainly teach you how to make things look attractive at that institute. I recognized its distinguishing flavor, and my mind reverted to childhood and the olive oil bottle. My mother said it was beautiful Mayonnaise. Happily I remembered my long ' short story, ' and the scheme worked well. I digressed occasionally, and by the time I concluded it was time for the next course. It was an ice, and it was supreme. I felt as if I could have repeated it ad infinitum had 1 been pressed. There are special instructions given on the way to pack freezers at the Institute. You use one part salt to two parts ice for a smoioth mixture, for instance, ice cream. Let me see, is that right? Anyway, it is very important. Evelyn said when she was packing it she mistook a bag of sugar for tlie salt bag, and had used half of it before discovering the mistake. The cofi ' ee was good, too. Evelyn ' s mother apologized for its not .laving been made scientifically, but I thought I was rather glad about that. 28 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. Evelyn disappeared after dinner. She telephoned the next day and asked me to dinner on Sunday. She said she would try and make up for the awful time I had had. I went the next Sunday, and the Sunday after that, so you see I stayed longer than I planned. Evelyn says she can see the funny side now, but she enjoined me not to tell anyone but you. But I am forgetting what I came here for, said he, glancing at Ms watch. We want you to come down lat Christmas and be best man. Evelyn likes you already. I must be olf. I have an appoint- ment in ten minutes. Good-bye. ' ' He was gone, and hadn ' t even waited for an answer. I sat down and began wondering if I didn ' t really need coaching in Domestic Science. Then and there I resolved to take a trip Home at my first opportunity. A DOUBTFUL INSPIRATION BY LORRAINE IRWIN. This was the third day, and it was still raining ! How could any- one stand it? Ruth felt desperate. What was the good of being in the country at all if that was the way you were treated. If despera- tion is sufficiently genuine it is sure to find an outlet, and Ruth, feeling this to be her case, sighed all morning for an inspiration in the way of a good excuse to get ont regardless of weather. But the hours passed by uneventfully until after lunch. Passing through the kitchen, Ruth heard the maid say that the cow was out, adding a remark about the wet. On enquiry she found that everyone who might be sent for it was out too. Here was the very thing for her to do. With a serious face, she pleaded with her mother to let her go out of consideration for the cow ' s health, and at last a very hesi- tating permission was extracted. With happy heart and a feeling of unusual courage, Ruth set out for the pasture. I ought to explain that cows possessing the name of Judy are no ordinary ones. In the first place, this Judy was an avowed woman-hater, and, in the next place (and this was even more exciting), she had been known to bunt. Surely no suffragette ever felt so consciously brave in assaulting the enemy as Ruth! Perhaps all of you do not know the state of country thoroughfares after a few days ' rain. Picture to yourselves a rather narrow road, the earth inclined to be clayish, affectionate enough to stick to your boots in respectable lumps, and a good many puddles, then you will have a fair idea. THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. 29 Armed with courage to her very finger-tips, Ruth arrived at the pasture, but there was no Judy, and, despite strenuous calls, no cow made its appearance. Courage is of the same stability of character as quicksilver, one never can .absolutely ascertain its whereabouts. Ruth felt that it was doing its best to hide from her. However, with a little walking, Judy was spied away in the corner of the meadow — watching my lapproaoh much too carefully, Ruth said. But feeling the necessity for hoarding all surplus energy, she trudged on slowly, so that if Judy did take a violent prejudice against her she might feel all the more like running. But Judy was in an amiable mood, and they walked solemnly to the gate, while Ruth delivered a discourse upon the proper and seemly way for cows to behave, especially when they had had the honor of Ruth ' s coming to get them. Once outside the gate, Judy thought she knew the way home better than Ruth did, and, although with all good faith and reasonable patience she pointed out the mistake, the cow re- mained obstinate. Ruth had heard of pigs as the most obstinate of all creatures, but she decided that cows have them beaten. They took a jaunt around a very soggy ploughed field, then Judy went on a little farther. At least that was hopeful, and she seemed in- clined to go home, but, alas ! hopes are wary, too, at times ! She changed her route and went back to the miry field. It really isn ' t any joke to feel that everyone in the village may be laughing up their sleeves at you, but Ruth simply did not care for anything except to make Judy go home and to keep herself from taking root in the spongy ground. With the persuasion of a stick, Judy again started in the right direction, only to turn right about and istart off for the country at a good round trot, with the di sgusted Ruth following up for all she was worth. Have you heard of the man from the country, who, having purchased some goods in a departmental store, saw his money put into a little cash-box and, from there, rapidly transferred along a wire to the cashier ' s office? He was suspicious, so, without more ado, he followed the box, rushing headlong between the coun- ters, and eventually finding himself in the place from which he had started. Very much the same thing happened to Ruth. She rushed wildly after the cow for over a mile, and then some one, seeing her plight, turned Judy towards home, and after some little time they found themselves back at the meadow, where a delegation was await- ing them. Ruth walked home dispiritedly, feeling that in the encounter with Judy she had come out only second best and resolving that the next time she lacked inspiration to go out it would not tempt her in the form of a cow. 30 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. BOOK REVIEW If it be true, as is often stated, that the sequel of a book is never so good as the original, then a striking exception to this rule has been discovered in Mrs. McClung ' s new book, The Second Chance ' published by William Briggs. Those who liave read and enjoyed Sowing Seeds in Danny, ' ' and their name is legion, may find it difficult to believe that any sequel could be better than it, but after they have read it T feel confident that they will agree with me. Though it iis but a simple story of simple people, yet it is filled with humor and pathos, radiant optimism and sound common-sense. In fact, it is the very simplicity of the book that makes the strongest appeal to its readers. This is no harassing problem play, nor one of those depressing books which leave one with, figuratively, a bad taste in one ' s mouth and the pessimistic feeling that the world and every- thing in it is going to the demnition bow-wows. Every line breathes optimism and the hope that everything will come right in the end, and one lays it down with the ref resiling feeling of being better for having read it. It would be hard to say just who the heroine of it is. The story begins and ends with Martha Perkins, the quiet, unselfish, subdued daughter of the bombastic Thomas Perkins, farmer. But all through the book appears the ubiquitous Pearlie Watson, in the role of good fairy to everyone. As though she had the veritable golden touch, everything that ishe is connected with is brightened. It is she who takes the self-effacing Martha Perkins in hand and gives her her- chance for happiness; it is she who champions Bud Perkins and poor little Libby Anne Cavers; who cheers up Mr. Donald, the schoolmaster, . and gives him a new interest in his Avork, and who all the time keeps in the foreground the idea of having her lads brought up dacent. She has no idea, however, of being a philanthropist, and says one time of Mrs. Burrell, the minister ' s wife, after the failure of one of her well-meant but tactless attempts to improve her husband ' s flock, Mrs. Burrell is all right, only her tongue. If she ' d ' a been born deaf and dumb she would have been a real nice woman, but the trouble with her is she talks too easy. That she had lost none of her brilliant imagination and Irish wit is shown by the way she dramatized her history lessons for the lads after she came home from school. When Danny, of a theological turn of mind, inquired as to the present whereabouts of King John, he of Magna Charta fame, Pearlie, knowing the character of that gentle- man ' s life, and yet anxious to give him the benefit of the doubt, THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 31 answered, Well, Danny, we ' ll jn?t liope he has gone to the place where we are afraid he isn ' t. Another time when her imagination and dramatic insight were recognized and appreciated was at the silver medal elocutionary con- test of the W.C.T.U., when, without learning the gestures, she recited the tale of the old woman in the poorhouse so feelingly as to gain the prize, to her family ' s pride and her own intense surprise. The temperance element is introduced in the story of poor Bill Cavers, and is so well done that it should make a lasting impression. The characters are all so well drawn that it is difficult to choose among them, but perhaps Mrs. Burrell, the tactless minister ' s wife; Thomas Perkins, the selfish fariner, and Arthur Wemyss, the gentle- manly Englishman, stand out as people whom one might expect to meet any day. We hope that we may hear more ,yet of the fortunes of Pearlie and her friends, who have become our friends, too, through the medium of these books, and that when their author comes to Toronto, as we understand she intends to do soon, we may have an opportunity of hearing and seeing her personally. PROCEEDINGS OF THE ALUMNA ASSOCIATION Our first 1910-11 meeting, which was held at the new Branksome Hall, on Sherbourne Street, was a most promising one, the attendance numbering between thirty and thirty-five. Following in the footsteps of the last committee, we have mapped out a definite line of study for tlie year, which is to deal with some of the European countries. We chose France as the subject for the first meeting, and had four very interesting papers : Its Greography and Government, by Miss Puth Winchester ; Products and Indus- tries, by Miss Gertrude Chipman; Art and Music, by Miss Mar- jorie Kilmer ; and Literature, by Miss Theresa Goldie. All of these papers were well written and much appreciated. We expect to take up five other countries in the same way, and hope that the hearty co-operation which we have had so far may continue throughout the year. At the November meeting it was decided by vote that for our one purely social meeting we should hold a. Thimble Tea at the school in 32 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. D ecember in place of the luncheon at the Teapot Inn, which we have held for the last two years in February. The committee are anxiously waiting to see whether or not this innovation will prove a success. An amendment to the constitution was made, providing that the choice of the day for the monthly meeting be left to the discretion of the year committee, whereas Article VIII in the original constitu- tion reads, The regular meetings shall be held on the first Thursday of each month. For this year the first Tuesday has been decided upon. The annual meeting last June was very well attended, and we were glad, as usual, to welcome the out-of-town girls who were present. Miss Gladys Stark presided whilst the business of the year was being closed, and before vacating the chair in favor of Miss Cole, who con- ducted the meeting during the elections, she was presented with a bunch of sweet peas and lilies of the valley as an expression, on behalf of the B.H.A.A., of their appreciation of her splendid work during her two years of office. Her position as the first president was a diffi- cult one to fill, and I feel sure that in saying that she filled it admir- ably I voice the sentiments of the whole Alumnae. It seems fitting to tell her througb the medium of the Slogan how sorry we are that she cannot be with us this year, but that we wish her every success in the work which she has chosen. It seems strange indeed that we shall never again hold our meet- ings at our beloved 102 Bloor Street East, but Miss Read has very kindly promised to do for us what Miss Scott has done during the past two years, so that the Alumnag may continue to blossom forth in spite of the changes. Times change and we with time, but not in ways of friendship. I know that the other members of the Association join with me in gratitude to Miss Scott for the way in which she has made it pos- sible for the old girls to keep in touch with one another and with the school, and for the interest which she has always taken in us all. Our congratulations, too. are due to Miss Eead upon her assured success in her new undertaking. Let us strive to make the Alumnae Association something of which Branksome will always have cause to be proud. Ethel M. Ames, President. THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 33 OFFICERS OF THE BETA KAPPA. Left to Right: Florence Graham, Reda Fullerton, Ruth Caven. Marie Parkes. Marcia Allen (Pi ' esident), Agnes MacGillivray. BETA KAnnA. The officers of Beta Kappa for the school year, 1910-11 ; Hon. President Miss Macdonald. President Marcia Allen. Vice-President Agnes McGill ' ivary. Treasurer Florence Graham. Secretary. . . . ' Euth Caven. Musical Convener Eeda Fullerton. Delating Convener Marie Parkes. For the first time since the formation of Beta Kappa the day girls of the senior forms have formed a part of the society. Several very enjoyable meetings have been held since September, including one which was given up to the life of Florence Nightingale. At this meeting the new officers entered upon their duties for the coming year. When called upon for speeches they responded admirably. (?) On Friday, November 4, instead of holding a regular meeting, the annual masquerade was held, when we had many notable characters with us, such as the red and white chess queen, an advertisement for Cream of Wheat; Hamlet, Buster Brown and Mary Jane, Hiawatha and Minnehaha, Little Boy Blue, and many others. Three of the officers represented witches, whilst two others made splendid pumpkins, and our honored President acted the lemon (as usual?) ! 34 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. Before the dancing began the three witches brought in their caldron with presents in it for thirteen lucky people, after which there was the fortune- telling. The dancing went ppleiKlirllv, and all enjoyed them- selves thoroughly. At the hext meeting, after a very interesting programme, a debate was held. The subject was, Eesolved, that the English have a keener sense of humor than the Americans. The affirmative won. We hope for many meetings in the future which will be still more enjoyable and profitable than our past ones. EuTH Caven, Secretary. MUSICAL NOTES So far this season we have had the opportunity of enjoying three musical treats. The first was Melba, on Sept. 21st. She was assisted by Mile. Ada Lassoli, Mr. John Lemmone, Mr. Maurice Lefarge and Mr. Albert Quesnel. Melba ' s leading number was the Mad Scene (Lucia), by Donizetti. The second concert was that given by the S3 mphon3 Orchestra, conducted, as usual, by Mr. Welsman, October 6th. The assisting lartist was Gadski. On November 9th Hoffman played with the Symphony Concert. As there are always a great many concerts in the spring, we are looking forward to hearing them. Eeda Fullerton , Musical Convener. ALEXANDER THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. 35 5 PORTS. BASKETBALL The first basketball match of the season was played between Haver- gal and Branksome, on the Havergal grounds, on Wednesday, October 19th. Our girls were very glad indeed to see their old rivals again, and showed this by turning out in large numbers to see the match. BASKET BALL TEAM. Top row, from left to right : Carmilla Eaton, Amy Angstrom, Ruth C ven (Capl ). Joan Stewart, Dorothy May, Miss Sheppard (Coach). Bottom row : Agnes MacGillivray. Dorothy C hapman, Madeline Ch ' sholm Elsie Stewart. During the first half Branksome was in the lead, but towards the finish of the last half Havergal showed its superiority, and when the whistle blew at full time the score was 25 — 10 in Havergal ' s favor. For Havergal Helen Brown and Mary Kirkpatrick played an exceedingly good game, and for our school Joan Stewart excelled. The first half was refereed by Miss Ada McKenzie, and the second by Miss Shepherd. After the match our team was entertained by the Havergal players. B. P. 36 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. The return match with Havergal was played on our own grounds on Wednesday, Noyember 2nd. This game, which was a very excit- ing one, was witnessed by a great many spectators, the majority being Havergal girls. The first half was exceedingly well played, especially by our team, the girls all doing themselves justice, and Joan Stewart winning applause by her well-aimed throws. The excitement was intense when the whistle blew at half-time, the score being in Branksome ' s favor. After half-time the game pro- ceeded much as before, Branksome still keeping the lead, and not once during the game did Havergal tie the score. Just before the whistle blew a well-aimed shot was put in by Amy Angstrom, which made the final score 23 — 11. After the cheering subsided the opposing team was entertained by the Athletic Association. The girls of the Athletic Association wish to thank Miss Shepherd heartily for the trouble she has taken in coaching the basketball team. B. P. Hi % On Wednesday, November 16th, the Day Girls team played the House team in basketball for the shield. It was a highly exciting game, and the interest was kept up right till the end, for the Day Girls only succeeded in winning by two points, the score being 10 — 8 at full time. (With all due apologies.) Breathes there a girl with soul so dead, Who never to herself hath said, In gazing up at Branksome Hall, This is the best school of them all ? If such there be, go, mark her well. For her no minstrel raptures swell; Fine though her dresses, proud her air, Money in plenty and to spare. That maid who has so little sense Shall gradually grow more dense — Be never missed when she leaves town, And when she dies she shall go down To the vile dust from whence she sprung. Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. —J. C. M. THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 37 PERSONALS Dorothy Code is at Varsity this year. Lily Thompson is abroad. Margaret MacLennan has deserted us and gone to Trafalgar, Montreal. , Eileen King, we are sorry to say, has been very ill, and we all hope for her speedy recovery. Vera Reed is taking domestic science this year at the Lillian M-assey School. Oh, 5 011 busy little housewife ! Marjorie Norris, we are told, is reading twelve volumes of English history. We extend our sincerest sympathy. Mrs. Plant (Lillie Shannon) gave a kitchen shower for Marjorie Brodie before her marriage. Mrs. Greene (Mollie Mel drum) had a tea, and Miss Euth Curry a luncheon, also in her honor. Miss Lillian Fisher, of Dundas, and Miss Mary Irwin, of Gait, were in Toronto for a few days in October. Miss Joy Eobinson is a Freshette at Varsity this year. Miss Jean Morton returned in October, after spending a most delightful year visiting in Scotland. Miss Mabel Block is at the Garfield Memorial Hospital in Wash- ington, training to be a nurse. . Miss Margaret Mclvinley spent the summer at Shanty Bay on Lake Simcoe. Miss Mary Blain underwent a very serious operation this fall, but we iare glad to say that she is now able to be around again. Miss Agnes Campbell, of Minesing, was in town for a short visit. Miss Alice Anderson represented her year, Varsity 13, at the Y.W.C.A. Conference at Elgin House in July. Miss Katie Mcljarcn is spending isome months across the line with her sister. Miss Christine Graham, our first B.A., has been quite ill at her home in Gait, but we hope will soon be quite recovered. 38 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. Miss Isabel Smith, of Chatham, spent part of the summer at Elk Lake, and then visited Miss Grace Woods, of Hamilton, both going to Ottawa for the opening of the Dominion House on November 17th. The Misses Chipman spent the summer in Muskoka. Miss Irene O ' Neil, Miss Euth Winchester, and Miss Jean MiacTavish were at the Lake of Bays. Miss Ivy MacDonald entertained a house party of former Brank- somites )at her summer cottage, M ' aple Villa, for the first of July including Miss Mary Irwin, Miss Gertrude Chipman, Miss Muriel Eobertson and Miss Irene OTSTeil. The stork visited Mrs. Harry Gordon (Thelma Lester) on Novem- ber 18th, and left a fine young son. Miss Maud Banning returned this fall after liaving spent ei ghteen months in the West. She spent the past winter in Honolulu and California, and travelled in Western Canada during the spring and summer. She is now at iber home in Chatham. Mrs. Frank E. Eollett (Vera Smith) has just moved into a pretty, new home in Binscarth Eoad, Toronto. Miss Marde Thompson, formerly of Dawson City, who graduated last summer from the Presbyterian Hospital, New York, was in Toronto for a couple of weeks in October, and received a warm wel- come from her old friends. Miss Marguerite Thompson is still in Florence, studying, and Marie intends to join her at an early date. There have been several weddings of our girls since the last issue of the Slogan went to press. Miss Lillie Shannon and Mr. W. H. Plant were married the latter part of June; Miss Mima Jenkins and Dr. C. S. Hawkins also in June. One of the earliest autumn wed- dings was that of Miss Marjorie Brodie and Mr. Norman F. Henry, followed soon by that of Miss Sybil Tomlinson and Mr. H. L. Kelson, and Miss Mollie Stitt and Dr. Grant Fleming. On November 23rd Miss Edith Holland, a first year girl, and Mr. Thomas Keefer were married. Miss Gladys L. Stark, who was President of our Alumnae for the first two years of its life, is at the Presbyterian Hospital in New York, training. Miss Winnifred Gray, of Chatham, visited Miss Mabel Eussel at her summer home at Scarboro in September. THE BEANESOME SLOGAN. 39 Miss Dora Campbell, of Chatham, visited the Misses Playter in Newmarket in the fall. MisiS Norah Wilson, of Ingersoll, was in Toronto for her biiother ' s (Mr. Harry Wilson) wedding to Miss Marion Johnston in October, and was also here for Marjorie Brodie s wedding. Misis Elsie Jeffrey, of Ingersoll, spent the snmmer in Muskoka. Miss Mary Elliott is in Toronto, staying at Fraulein Hoffman ' s, and is continuing her piano studies with Mr. Welsman. Miss Hetty McCaw spent the summer on the Continent, and returned to Winnipeg in October. Miss Gladys Whyte, of Winnipeg, spent the summer at the Coast. The deepest s rtnpiathy of the Alumnae girls is with Miss Edith Anderson, whose brother ' s death occurred early in the fall. She was expected down for her cousin ' s (Miss Edith Holland) wedding. Miss Daisy Eobertson is still studying art at Branksome. Miss Marjory Kilmer returned from abroad in the summer, and reports having had a splendid trip. Miss Margaret Eddis made her dehut at a tea given by her mwthefr in October. Miss Hilda Eutherford is on the staff of the News. Miss Mary Hanna made her debut early in November at a large luncheon given by her mother at the King Edward. The large table, seating over fift} , was exquisitely decorated with chrysanthemums shading from yellow to cream, with a jar of button mums at each plate. The debutante looked charming in a beautiful Parisian gown of the new fuchsia shade, carrying a bouquet of orchids. Amongst the guests were noted several Branksome girls. Misses Alice and Helen TJnsworth, Margaret Eddis, Jean MacTavish and Evelyn Taylor being present. 4U THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. Knockers -MiwA. Kouun- 1. Miss Marie P — is thinking seriously of opening a branch of the Hamilton Correspondence School (sometimes known as High- field) in Toronto. At present she is simply studying their methods. 2. M ' ar— ' ' Will there be taxis in Texas? 3. Ag. has lately taken to Herpicide becaiiise Hairs are falling out. We sincerely hope the case is not serious as ;the Drug Habit is bad for the constitutifon. 4. Why is it Rufus starts to pay attention in British History when the subject is Clive in India? 5. Bessie Storey — Oh, girls, an Indian ' s wife is called a squaw, isn ' t she? Well, what is an Indian youngster called? Our brilliant Marcia — A squawler. 6. Ethel T. — Elsie, please close the cupboard door, there ' s an awful draught ! 7. Warning. — Don ' t attempt to hurry the only man in the house. 8. Amy likes to go to Montreal by the Grand Trunk System. I wonder why. 9. May — Have you met Florence ' s friend, the surgeon at the Jail? Jean — Oh, 3 es, across the Don. 10. A Continued Proportion.— A soda biscuit to a boarder is as a red cloth to a bull. 11. At the Masquerade — Tchabod Campbell (to Rosalind Morley, who is dressed as Hamlet, all in black and carrying -a skull) — ' ' O ' h, Ross, you look like an angel to-night ! 12. When Texas arrived at Branksome in all its blaze of yellow, and the girls declared it was loud enough to keep them awake, its owner indignantly remarked: ' ' Well, if you make me take it down, I ' ll use it for a Comforter 1 13. Isabel C. (entering Room .9 for the first time after the pennant had arrived) — Whom did the Texas pennant come from, Marcia? Marcia (very much excited) — Wliy. from Texas, of course! 14. F. Graham (on Tluirsda afternoons) — Girls, does my hair look tidy — are my hands clean — is mv dress all right? We all THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 41 wonder why F. worries about her appearance on this day, but it is all solved by three words : My music lesson Why did last year ' s editors choose such a martial name for the paper? An outsider was heard referring to it disrespectfully the other day as the Branksome War-Cry — WHAT IF— Dot May didn ' t have any crushes ? The fire of wood went out — Oh, Andy, how awful ! Cameo didn ' t get at least nine untidy marks in one day ? Reda should be seen without her music and metronome under her arm? Bone should forget who her last crush was on? Jess should laugh? The early bird in Room I. forgot to turn on the lights as soon as I he rising bell starts? Phyl should forget she came from the West? Jean should forget to fuiss? Maiisie sbould come to school two days in succession? (Apologies to The Last Rose of Summer.) ' Tis the last game of ball On the dear cinder court, All our stockings are torn For the sake of the sport. No more will Miss Shepphard Her shrill whistle blow, Or say to the players, ' ' Be careful! Pass low! ' ' Snow and ice will soon come And the leaves all decay, A rink will be there Where ball has held sway. The team may be back. Perhaps longing for fall. When they will be playing Their dear basket-ball. — Marjorie Lyon. 4 THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN. (With E. K. M s apologies to Mother Goose and x liee in Wonderland ' ) Our Miss Cole is a merry, merry soul, A very merry soul is she. But she long since deserted us To go to Gay Paree. Oh, Molly has a little crush. And let me tell you this : Each time her victim comes in sight She greets her with, a kiss. Marie, Marie, quite contrary, Where do your fond thoughts fly? To a mountainous city not far off, May we say that they fly High? ' ' liittle girl Joan Come blow up your horn. The Queen ' s Own are home, But they look rather shorn. Speak roughly to our Gertie, dear, And beat her when she giggles; She is a tartar, that small child, The way she talks and wriggles. Betty is a Yankee, Betty is a dear, Betty came to Canada And stole our hearts, I fear. If we go to Betty ' s land, 1 know that we shall find That someone ' s stolen Betty ' s heart And left their own behind. There is a young lady who lives at the hall, She formerly came from Montreal; But now its Toronto lads she adores — Thinks Montrealers are terrible bores. THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 43 Little Jean Sftark Sat in the dark;, But she was not alone, you see; They sat in a trance ' Till they heard, Skipped my dance ' Then they found they had sat out three ! Mad and Jean, The Ottawa Queen, Went down the hill with laughter; Mad fell first, She got the worst, For Jean came tumbling after. MISTAKEN MODESTY The lesson and significance of an experience incorporated by Mr. Maurice Baring in his recent book, Russian Essays and Stories, are undoubtedly the mistake of underrating one ' s wares. One is likely to be taken at one ' s word. Once, when Mr. Baring was com- pleting a civil service examination and appeared as a c andidate in the German viva voce ' the German examiner asked him if he could speak German. Yes, a little, he answered modestly. ' Oh, said the examiner, I will then wish you good morning ; 1 will no doubt have the pleasure of seeing you again the next time there is an examination. The next time there was an examination Mr. Baring presented himself again. The German examiner, who happened to be a dif- ferent man, asked Mr. Baring if he could speak German. He replied: Yes, I speak it as well as Bismarck spoke it, and my written style combines the solidity of Lessing ' s, the limpidity of Goethe ' s and the lightness of touch of Heine ' s, as you have no doubt observed from my written papers. Then I need not trouble you any further, said the examiner. That time Mr. Baring got full marks. 44 THE BKANKSOME SLOGAN. The BRANKSOME SLOGAN VOL. II Ollfnfitmaa, 1910 no i ...CONTENTS... Editorials Beta Kappa Contributed Articles Sports Book Review Personals Alumnae Notes Knockers Kolumn Editor-in-Chief— JEAN C. MacTAVISH Editors— ROSALIND MORLEY, ELIZABETH McWHINNEY, HILDA RUTHERFORD Business Manager— MURIEL ROBERTSON Assistant Business Manager — STELLA FLEMING ISSUED EVERY CHRISTMAS AND MIDSUMMER THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. 45 SWAN BROS., Wholesale and IVetail Grocers 162, 164, 166 King St. East TORONTO TEA, GOPPEE, BUTTER, OUR SPECIALTIES. ALL KINDS OF FRUITS AND VEGETABLES IN SEASON. Special attention iven to preserving fruits. Canned Goods and Groceries of all kinds in any quantity. A BOOK EVERYONE SHOULD READ! THE SECOND CHANCE BY Nellie L. McClung Author of Sowing Seeds in Danny CLOTH $1.25 WiAimipe Town Topics (Advance notice from proof sheets). ' There is abundance of quaint humor in the book, much of it supplied by Thomas Perkins, who left home when nine years old, with the wind in his back — ' That ' s all I got from home — and with about enough clothes on me to flag a train. ' I am thankful t ' lat the Canadian West, and more especially Manitoba, has the honor of producing a writer capable of presenting such vivid pictures of home life, which is the real life of the nation. I predict that many a future tear will be wiped away, and many, many hearty laughs ring out over the reading of The Second Chance. WILLIAM BRIGGS PUBLISHER AND BOOKSELLER 29-37 RICHMOND STREET WEST, TORONTO And of all Booksellers. 46 THE BEANKSOME SLOGAN. makes a big difference to the kiddies, the kind of milk you give them. Whether you make use of the City Dairy scientifically pasteurized, always clean and safe milk— or the dubious kind — is for YOU to say. Come and se3 our NEW pasteur zing plant, which pasteurizes milk according to the recommendations of ihe Milk Commission of the Canadian Medical Association. Remember City Dairy Pasteurizing does not interfere with the flavour or nutritive value of the milk — just makes it SAFE. 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