Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN 17 Contents Page ' ' Cany On ' 1 ]i!ditoiia] — Lois Howard 3 9 Rranksome Hall Alumnae Association — Phyllis Anderson 20 ' •La Mnison Fi anojuse — Jean Jarvis -1 Ti:e French lloiise — Lois Howai ' d 22 Je n — Margaret Baker 24 Heard in the French House 25 Food Con3er ' ation — Lois Howard .:rr. 2 ' j A Sonnet 26 ' lijings We Do Not Like 27 The Snowdrops — Pauline Stanbiiry 2S Soetho ' en ' s House — Gertrude E. C. Shaw 21) • ' Yellow — Mal)el Clarke , ' . . 31 Neptune ' s Palace — Phyllis Hollinrake . . . . : 34 li ' lT Siurmcr Closiiig-— Gladys M. Billings.. o5 Alumnae Notes • !() Births .... . h ?ed (h ' OS ' s Workers In the Academic and Business World.... 40 Social Notes 42 An Anecdote — Helen Rutherford 44 The Scheme That AVent Wrong — Bernice Jephcott 45 The Exchange 47 i rologue to It. Derniere Ciasso — Kvie Sheppard Jean Jarvis, Lois Howard 48 Beta Kappa Notes — Elinor Bluck 49 The Bird ' s Song — Ma-garet Phippen 50 In 400 A.D.— Lois Howard oi Bargain Day At Simpson ' s — Margaret Austin 52 A Page Fron- the l ife of Tv o Parasites — Margaret Morton 53 Poem — Mary Crouch 55 -V. W. C. A. Notes — Helen Baliantyne 56 Treasurer ' s Eeport for the Y. W. C. A. — Helen Ballantyne ■ 57 On Spring — Elizabeth Walton 57 l amlet — Marjorie McGillivray 5S The Fairieis — Katharine Scott ... , . . 60 School Notes 61 A Piratical Episode — Jean Jarvis.... 62 The Days Girls Red Cros ' S Society — Lorna McLean 63 v ' alondar of MuJ ic and Other Events for 1917-18 — Marion Brewster 64 A Mosquito ' s Diary — Marjorie Scott 66 When Spring Comes Around -- S l vie, Dilworth 67 A Sonnet — Margaret Morton 68 sports — Eleanor McKay 69 Poe-m of Spring — Dillwyn Wan en 72 Lost — Margaret Baker 73 Mie Violet- Margaret Phippen 75 Echoes From the Christmas Tree 77

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THE BRANKSOME SLOGAN 19 The Editorial Helplessness is just another word for Hopelessness. If more people understood this, there would no longer ])e that class of Husguided women constantly crying, Oh, I feel so helpless! This awful war — will it never end? Let us not join these futile exclaiui- ers when there are so many services we can render our country in her time of need. One who is not accustomed to self-sacrifice should com- mence by a few small tasks daily. Gradually the art of heli)ing others will become a firndy-established principle in our lives, and the old, useless days will be entirely forgotten. Over in America many are undergoing almost unbelievable suffer- ing at this moment. At this moment ! That means now, while some of us are complaining of a few necessary privations. If only we could realize that it is the voluntary i)rivations which really count ! The whole trouble lies in the fact that round about us the world, seeui- ingly, is going on in its old-time light-hearted way. If only those of us who have not had to face parting with dear one could see for one instant a stricken home, a grim battlefield, a blinded child, or a starving one ! Then perhaps it would not be so difficult for us to realize that, though thousands of miles from the actual scene of conflict, we are responsible for the lives of many who are over there. How won- derful it is that even the weakest of us can at least make it possible for others to carry help to them. Each new year brings its complement of new thoughts, and so the more advanced and gifted women are, in 1918, able to add in many ways to their aspirations of 1917. They claim now, more than the care of the wounded and the sick, as their share. It is time to dispense with the idea that women can only perform certain clearly-defined duties. Just now it is an indisputable fact that the country needs every resource at its command, and, if bigger and ({uicker results come from a wider recognition of women ' s rights in a nation ' s councils, then by all means let us win that recognition. Through all our endeavor to help, however, we should keep in mind the fact that a triumphant end to the war is our object, and all our energy should be expended on deeds which will eventually add one more rung to the ladder of our Success, one more link to our Golden Chain of Service. LOIS HOWARD, Form V.