Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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' 1 ' 1 1 H H R A X K S ( ) M K S 1. () ( ; A 19 jfrnm luniou to |3ans by JJlninr. Pal•i . .hily ITlli, Dear Sloiian licadci-s, — I can liardl; liclicve tluit we have J4 ' i)t 1o I ' aris, and ( ' (iiiu ' all the way from |-)i-ist(il in oui ' own oai ' , l)ut such is the case. Th cai ' has hceii iunnin ' heaut ' t ' nlly and the roads are perfect. We spent four days in l.nndon. k avin - there on Tuesday morninji ' . It was pourinj ' rain, hut, as you know, one doesn ' t put ( ft ' outings on account of rain in En.uhrind, and the roads are so hard that it doesn ' t matter much if they are wet . We had a calm and peaceful drive of seventy niik s to Folkestone, which place we reached ' n time foi ' lun; h. We ate an extensive table d ' hote meal, rested for a while, then hoarded the boat, and crossed that channel of ill repute. P ven though I had established a very good record as a sailor, I had heard tales of other good sailors who had weath- ered many rough At ' antics only to succumb on this miserable little voyage. There was no great cause for alarm — just a nice, soothing motion — and we all reached Boulogne in good condition. We had planned to go r ' ght on to Abbeville for the night, expecting to get away from Boulogne about five o ' clock, but there was considerable delay in taking the ear off the boat, and by the time the motor-tank was filled with gasoline, and we had bought some sandwiches and fruit to eat on the journey, it was 7.30 and beginning to rain again. Imagine start ' ng off in the rain at that time of day to drive fifty miles in a foreign ' ' ouutry, with the most meagre smattering of the language and in blissful ignorance as to our route ! It happened to work cut all r ' ght, but before we had gone many miles we realized what a foolish enterprise it was. We didn ' t pa.ss through one village where we could have spent th night with even a suggestion of comfort, and, if we had lost our way, or had any other mishap, it would have meant camping in the car unt ' l moi-ning. The French roads are fine for speeding, and we made pretty good time before it got very dark, but when we finally got to Abbeville and drew up at the Tete de Boeuf it was nearly half- past ten. and a very weary party we were. We hadn ' t felt a bit certain that we were on the right I ' oad. and we saw very few people to ask. Several of the villages were in darkness, and we met practically no one on the road for miles. These little village-, which eons ' st of one .street with cottages on both sides, are peopled by farm lal orers who live close together instead of each one livinu ' right on his farm. Some of them nmst be a long way from th ii ' work.

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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.

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' I ' II I-: p. K, A N K s () . H sl()(;a. Fiincy oiii- r-eiici ' wln ' ii llic lios1 of 1lic ' ' I ' etc ](; J or;uf greeted us in P n ilish, iinri jissiind u- IIkiI hi- IkkI accommodation for us. The place w;is )io1 lliat it miyhl liavc been, but the rooms seemed tolcraljly clean, and we were all pretty {rlad to hit the feathers. In the morn ' iiii ' we made a preleuce of eatiii r Ijreakfast, but the repast left much to be desired (and we left much of it that was not desii ed). We set out about eleven, armed with ham f-and- wiehes and plums, and farther along we got a bottle of water at a dirty little tavern in a dismal village. Farther on .still, we stopped by the roadside aud ate what we were forced to call our lunch. It was a gloriou.s day, ajid tin. ' trip of a liuudred miles to Par ' s was delis ' htful. We passed aercs iipoi] acres of fine-looking farm land. The country in tint ]nii-t of Fi ' ;ince is very beautiful, but the villages are the most desolate-looking j)laces. mostly very small and s-:o poorly kept. After the quaint little villages of Eng- land, with their picturesque stene cottages and profusion of flowers, the contrast is very marked. The roads are almost as good as those of England, but quite different, hi that there are many long stretches of straight road. The curves are, of course, more picturesque but not so conducive to speed. We drove through miles and miles of avenue, bordered by fine, tall trees — poplar, chestnut and a species of maple, they seemed to be — and we marvelled at their numbers. It was really surprising how little diificulty we had in finding our way. My Est-ce la route de Paris? was quite effectual and though in most cases I had very little idea as to what my inform- ants were saying, they invariably pointed out the direction, and we felt very grateful for the national weakness for gestures. Early in the afternoon we reached the gates of Paris, and were arrested (I mean stopped) as we were about to drive throueh, by an imperative repetition of Essence! essence! which, in our innocence, we imag-iiied was a request to see the license for run- ning the car. Father dived into his pocket and brought foT ' th various and sundry papers, which he presented in turn to the official at hand, but all of them failed to have the desired effect. After much wasted effort and hicomprehensible lansruaffe on the part of the said official, and much amusement and confusion on our side, some interested bystanders enouired in French if we were German. I answered Anglais, and foi thwith our man disap- peared and returned with a paper on which was written, Have you any mineral o ' ls? It oceiirred to someone that he meant gasoline and I renlied Oui. He wrote again. How much? and, after con- idting with the chauffeur, I told him the number of gallons. Whereupon he made it clear that what he wanted was money, so after handing over two or three francs we went gla.dly