Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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T 1 1 K H i A N K S O M K S L ( ) ( ; A N 17 The Kiftli Aniiiuil Meet iiiu ' of liu ' Bi ' iiiiksome Hall Alumnae Association, wliich vas held at the Mis-sion Tea Rooms, Kiii ' Street West, on Tuesday, June 17th, at six-thirty i).m., took the form of a, dinnoi-. The ij ' uests, who nniiihei ' ed over t ' ii ' hty. included the principals, staff and , ' raduatini; ' class of Branksome Hall, and the Alumnae uirls who had conu ' from far and neai ' . All those i)resent were look-nu ' their best, and seemed to be brimming ' over with good health and spirits. The scene v as cer- tainly one to strike .joy to the hearts of the mendiers of the execu- tive. The room, which looked most attractive, was filled with small tables, each decorated with red and white carnations and ferns, while in the centre of the room was a larger table, decorated with red and white peonies, at which the executive wej e seated. The place-cards, toast-lists and menu were ornamented with the Brank- some colors. At the conclusion of the dinner proper, a few words of wel- come were spoken by the President, after which the toasts were proposed and drunk. The first toast to Their Majesties, which wns proposed by the Vice-Pres ' dent, Mrs. Plant, in a very loyal speech, was drunk most heartily. The second, The School, was proposed bv Irs. Henry and responded to by Miss Scott, our Hon- orary President. Then came the toast to The Principals, pro- posed by ] Iiss Ethel Ames, and responded to by Miss Kead. In her response, I Iiss Read traced the advancement in the education of women diiring the last hundred years in Canada. Next fol- lowed the toast to the Absent INIembers, proposed by IMiss Edna King and repl ' ed to by Mrs. Thomas Keefer. of Ottawa, in a letter read by ] riss Hilda Rutherford. liss IMareia Allen proposed the toast to the Graduating Class in a burst of poetry, and ATiss Ainslie lci lichael replied. Lastly came the toast to Our Fu- tures, proposed by IMiss Reda Fullerton and responded to by our treasurer, IM ' ss Jean Morton. In rc plying, Jean drew aside the curtain of the future, and in truly prophetic style showed ns our- . elves twenty years hence. The business part of the meeting followed, and during the election of officers Miss ] Iillichamp very kindly took the chair. The officers elected for ih season 1913-1914 were as follows: Editor-in-Chief of The Branksome Slogan — Al ' ce Anderson. Business Managei ' — !Marcia Allen. Assistant Business Manager — Laureda McAndicw. Honorary President of the Alumnae Association — ] liss Scott.

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T II I ' ] I; i; A K s () , i !■; s h n (, . x Ointo t }t l: ast of W ]t z ' ' A ( ' hrisl iiKis i ' ocifi. I Till ' d;iy gi(. ' v dark; Ihc iiijilit wind cried, All iild doji ' howled; a sad hear!: siylicd. A little child, NO cold and tli ' ii, liookcd down 111! ' roadway, flaj-k and i-rini. ' I he scene was sti ' angc, and tii ' i-ricd ' it}i fear-, But only the eruel, cold wind could lieai-. Come with me, the hoy looked up, Come with me to sleep and sup. The old man took the lad by the hand, And the child knew he had found a friend. The days passed on and the hoy still sta -ed With the old musician, and with him played On the old violin, in the attic bare, That was at the top of a rickety .stair. But the year ' s end came and the man grew ill, And sat all day by the window sill. The boy went out to work for food. And earned a little as best he could. On Christmas night when the wind howled ' round. And soft snow had fallen over the ground. The old mau turned to the boy with a cry, My boy, my turn has come to die. I must leave you alone in this lonesome land. But scatter kind deeds with a generous hand. He looked for the boy beside him, but lo. An angel stood in a radiant glow. I am the boy, he said to the man. You come to this earth to complete the span Of years set for you by Christ above, And here you work to deserve Plis love. You have proven yourself and earned your place, And now ere long you shall see His face, For ' Unto the least of these ' you gave Half of all that you here had saved. And now you will go to that world above, Where all is joy and peace and love. The angel ceased, the old man sighed. For the Heavenly Gates had opened wide. And in he passed to take his place. At last he gazed on his Master ' s face. ALLEEN ERB.

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T II !■; I ' , l A N K S () M K S I. O C A X l ' i-c ' wi(l( ' iit — Ivilu ( ' iicsiuil. First Vicc ' -l ' ms ' dent — Jean Morton. Second Vice-President — Rcdii Kiillci-1on. Secretary— Mrs. VV. II. Plfinl. Assistant Secretary — Rosalind Moi ' ley. Treasurei- — liila Black. After (Jod Save llic KitiLr liad liccn )ic;n-lily suntr, tfie meet- ing was ad.joiirned, and we all went homeward, fcelin r that the first dinner-i)arty of the Alumnae As-soeiation had Ijeen a decided success. As Alice Anderson found the work on the Slo( an as Editor- in-Chief more than she could do alone, an Assistant Editor, Kath- leen Baird, Avas appointed this fall. HAIR. Hair ! hair ! hair ! Nowadays on the heads of the girls! How I wish that I could utter What I think of their piiffs and curls I Alas for those puffs and rolls. That pad and that large-sized rat, They were once your pride, O girls, But they went with your last year ' s hat. Hair ! hair I hair ! In front of the glass, 0 dear ! They will fuss and fume till the crack of doom. In the effort to cover an ear. RITA K. CHESXCT, B.A. President. M. H.