Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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Horizontalement 1. Un pays de TEurope. 4. Souverain. 6. Une preposition. 7. Une cruche. 10. Imperatif de aller . 11. De cette maniere. 12. Un cadavre. 16. Quelques-uns. 17. Rejoindre ce qui etait separe. 18. Railler. 19. Adjectif Possessif. 20. Ce qui compose un squelette. 21. Un batiment ou Ton montre les choses anciennes. 23. Indulgence. 26. Ou les enfants vont tous les jours. 29. Dicton. 30. Une interjection. 31. Une conjonction. 32. Une conjonction. 33. Un pronom. 35. Oui. 37. Un adjectif possessif. 38. Une partie d un jour. 39. Ce qu on met sur un cheval. Verticalement 1. Ce qui tombe du ciel. 2. Une corbeille. 3. Des vaisseaux. 4. Lueur. 5. Un metal precieux. 8. Un legume. 9. L ' un avec Tautre. 12. Tarder. 14. Un sourire. 15. Un voyage. 18. Vapeur qui se depose le matin et le soir sur la terre. 22. Un edifice ou nous adorons. 24. Un etre. 25. Une sorte de jupon que les pay- sannes portent. 27. Legume. 28. Une saison de Tannee. 34. Une negation. 36. Un pronom. P. HOLDEN Form V. mmm mmmmM m : eiHBiiBn mm yiH ■ liia m mm m 22

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ON SLEEP O sleep is not divine as poets swear! It earth-born is and can no far- sphere claim ; No theme, no inspiration fair, However mortal hand may break or maim Or chain with pen, but springs from sight and sound: While wak ' ning we attain all loftier notes Which in the darks of sleep can not be found. The birds which hymn to God with praising throats Create their psalms in the sun ' s bright flood, When the light was quench ' d and the song had ceased The moon could only confirm it good, And no muses of sleep its worth increased : Dreams are fabricated of reality, Sleep is a pause from day-divinity. SHELAGH SPRAGUE, Form V. PROMISE They said: But still the snow is white. The trees are stark, all things are dead. It is not Spring when nothing bright Lifts to the sky a coloured head. They are fools; Spring is close around. Its soft wings strive beneath the shroud Of stilly snow and earth ice-bound. Gentlest wings like a Springtime cloud. To these the world in stupour lies, But the struggle ' gainst Winter is won; With tender, first flow ' rs in his eyes The Poet walks warm in the sun. SHELAGH SPRAGUE, Form V. 21

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The Branksome Slogan 23 Notes from a Coronation Letter During the three weeks that were spent in London, we naturally were taken to see most of the points of interest to the tourist, but there were several great happenings that no ordinary tourist can experience. On the evening of May the eighteenth, more than nine thousand young people from every corner of the Empire met in Royal Albert Hall for the Empire Youth Rally, the first of its kind in the world. The Rt. Hon. Stanley Baldwin made his last great speech as Prime Minister that evening, and what an inspiring address it was! As he pointed out, the idea behind the Empire Youth Movement is to promote friendliness and peace among the youth of the Empire, and finally, to stretch out our hands in friendship to the y outh of other countries, and so form a foundation for peace throughout the world. The next day the Archbishop of Canterbury spoke to us, in Westminster Abbey, still decorated with its Coronation splendour. The Canadian contin- gent of girls was asked to remain after the service and we then received the greatest surprise of the entire trip. We were escorted to Marlborough House, where Queen Mary very graciously received us, and allowed us to roam around her garden. In the grounds is the famous cemetery of the Royal pets, started by Queen Alexandra. Our police escort was very amusing on the way from Westminster Abbey to Marlborough House, trying to demonstrate how to curtsey to the Queen ! During the remainder of our stay in London we saw the changing of the guard from the forecourt of Buckingham Palace; the ceremony of the keys, at the Tower of London; and we were invited to ' ' tea on the terrace at the Houses of Parliament, where we climbed to the top of Big Ben. The evening before our departure for various English schools was spent at the Royal Tournament at Olympia, where members of the navy, army and air force gave an exhibition of their prowess at physical jerks. One of the schools were visited, Christ ' s Hospital School, is the oldest girl ' s school in England and was founded by Edward VI in 1552. It was formerly in London, but is at present in Hertford, about thirty miles distant. The school is divided into eight wards (or houses) with thirty-five girls in each. Naturally, as it is a very old school they have a number of old customs. For one thing, instead of using cups for their tea they use large china bowls from which to drink. I was fortunate enough to be at the school for their annual speech day, at which the Lord Mayor of London always presides. The Senior Grecians (or prefects) from the boys ' half of the school at Horsham came for the day. On special occasions they wear their traditional uniform. It consists of a long cloak of heavy blue serge, long orange stockings, a white bib with buttons down the front ornamented with pictures of Edward VI, and belts. The higher one is in the school, the lower one wears the belt, and so the head boy had his down around his hips. All the teachers, especially Miss Craig, the Head Mistress, were very kind to me, and I was very sorry when