Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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11 The Branksome Slogan So the evening passed pleasantly away, and I felt with no little pride that people were looking at and admiring me and envying my self-assurance. Then the time came to take our leave, and we said good-bye to the owners of the smart Treasure-solid silver table-ware, tinkling La Salle Pompeian glasses and shin- ing Dominion England linoleum , and drove home in silence. We went up stairs and walked around as usual, closing windows and turning out lights; then we prepared for bed. While I was sitting before my dressing-table in my neglig-ee, jealously applying Frostilla in valiant and persistent attempts to gain the courted prinna-donna complexion, Ambrose sauntered up in his Jaeger dressing-down. He smiled over my shoulder at me in the mirror, with an encouraging twinkle in his eyes. Come on into the ' Crane ' , Constance, he said, and marshalled me toward the basin. You want that school-girl complexion, don ' t you, old girl? I nodded, and tossed a cake of Palmolive out of the window, muttering something about magazine tommy-rot, and putting in the plug and turning on the cold water tap at the same time. When the basin was full he held my hair back with one hand and with the other plunged my face a dozen times in and out of the icy water. Then he rubbed it briskly with a rough towel. Now! he ejaculated triumphantly, seven nights of that treatment and you will have a school-girl complexion and a self-confi- dence to beat Lady Asquith. C. P. BULL.

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The Branksome Slogan 21 Gaining Self -Confidence It was just as I was wiping off Pond ' s soothing cold cream and was applying Pond ' s vanishing cream, that perfect base for smooth dusting with Yardley ' s Old English Lavender face-powder, that I heard Ambrose calling to me from the hall below. Oh! Constance! h€ shouted; Ambrose has such self-assurance since he gave me those radiant ceros pearls. I coo ' eed back, and told him to make sure he had some Neilson ' s Jersey Milk Chocolate in his pocket, while I slipped a spare package of double-mint into my purse. By the warm glow of my Coleman Radient heater, I pulled on my Hole- proof hosiery, and brushing with my luxuriant Kolor Bak dyed hair with a Mason Pearson hair-brush, I set a Princess Pat hair-net on it to be sure of avoiding those stray hairs which do so lessen one ' s appearance and ruffle one ' s non- chalance. Then looking at our neat little Westclox , I realized it was time to leave. Just a last touch of Guirlant ' s rouge and Kiss-proof lipstick, and after a final spray of Crossmint ' s Oriental Perfumfe , I found myself running downstairs, clasp- ing my Brand Chatillion diamond bracelet as I went. Then, O horrors! I thought surely the party was off; for what should I hear but our Glako baby beginning to whimper! I ran quickly into the Crane bathroom, found a handy bottle of Fletchers ' Castoria and hurried across to baby ' s room; almost immediately he set- tled down comfortably and went quietly off to sleep. As I reached the foot of the stairs I found Ambrose tapping his foot impatiently on the Johnston Electrically Polished floor as he scrutinized his Tavanna watch. [ noticed the latter appeared quite as correct with his Tip-Top tailor-made dinner jacket as it had in the morning with his Wetzel , distinguished, yet not distinctive looking riding habit. He was carelessly chewing Planters ' Salted Peanuts as I came down the stairs. When he looked up to smile at me I noticed how white Ipana Toothpaste and Listerine mouth- wash had made his strong, even teeth. He looked on admiringly as I wrapped my Brodey-Draimin furs around my slim figure, yet kept youthful by my regular evening drinks of Bovril . I felt perfectly groomed as I stepped into our Pontiac 6 and sank back on the luxuriant Oriental plush lining. I thought Ambrose felt the same way about me. As we drew up in front of the Swaggerton ' s Canadian home, we heard the melodious strains of an Atwater-Kent radio. Soon we stood on the Congoleum rug under the soft Laco Mazda lamp, trying to suppress smiles invoked by the sight of some 1902 luggage we noticed in the hall; of course we did not say anything — that would have been rude; but we realized how out of place it was in 1929, as we thought of our smart Hartmann trunks at home, and I could not help put- ting my shinning Cutex polished finger-tips to my lips. Sipping my Canada Dry over Colonial Bridge playing cards, later in the evening, I had the superior feeling of that perfect self-confidence so sought after and admired.

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The Branksome Slogan 23 The Muskoka Trip For the first time, last year Branksome girls went to Muskoka Beach Bungalow Camp for a winter holiday, the success of which was so great that by January of this year plans were being eagerly discussed for a second trip. Thus it was that twenty girls, fortunate in being conducted by Miss Smellie and Miss Ronaldson, gathered in the Union Station, with the inevitable confusion of noise and luggage, and were final- ly stored, with difficulty, into a private car. The trip (interrupted by an excellent supper, thoughtfully provided by Miss Read) proved anything but tedious, and wc arrived triumphantly at Gravenhurst about nine-thirty. A series of school yells for the benefit of the bystanders was followed by a perfect sleigh-ride beneath the stars. At the inn, Mr. and Mrs. Aldcrson graciously received us, and, much to our delight, we were accommodated in three warm and inviting cabins at the end of the line, doubtlessly in order that we might not disturb the other guests. Full advantage was taken of this opportunity. During the week-end the weather was perfect — clear, bright, and not too cold. Thus our time was filled to the limit, our chief sports being eating, ski-ing riding, eating, skating toboganning, and eating. The meals were excellent, as were the appetites wihich did them such justice. The ski-ing, for a great many of us, was a thrilling novelty, with the result that much of our time was spent in waving ski-encumbered distress signals from the depths of the snow. There were near-by hills to suit the most timid or the most daring, and in the end we all agreed that ski-ing is the best sport ever invented. Three horses and a pony did noble work that week-end, and delighted us with winter riding on snow-covered trails among the pines. A skating rink was built near the cabins and a toboggan slide in front of the inn, on both of which we were more than ready to overlook a bump or two. Great excitement was caused by an aeroplane which landed on the lake in front of the inn on Saturday morning. The plane, not to mention the pilot, received a detailed examination, and stayed all week-end to take up passengers. In the evening square dances in the big living-room afforded us considerable amusement, although having doubtful effect on the other guests. This room is large and comfortable, with dining tables at one end and in the middle a great open hearth where logs were always burning. On Sunday evening we piled into the sleighs once more, bid a reluctant fare- well to our gracious hosts, and returned to Gravenhurst, where a private pullman car awaited us. As the general excitement did not allow for much sleep, it was a sub- dued and weary crow d that stood on the windy pavement before the station, on Mon- day morning, sorting grips, skis, snowshoes and skates. Finally the last girl was settled into a taxi and we returned to school in time for the morning run! JOAN KNOWLTON.