Central Collegiate Institute - Ye Flame Yearbook (Regina, Saskatchewan Canada)

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O Young Mariner, Down to the haven, Call your companions, Launch your vessel, And crowd your canvas, And, ere it vanishes Over the margin, After it, follow it, Follow The Gleamf' -Tennyson

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CQ.: Sl Gi Tl-HRD YEAR FGREWGRD The school year 1934 is drawing to a close and we of third year have almost, or in some cases reached the end of our collegiate life which three years ago seemed so far away. We entered third year feeling rather proud of our- selves. We were full-fledged seniors at last and the words seemed to make us realize that we had entered the Grown-up stage. Perhaps some of the staff have doubted it several times, but in most cases it has been good clean fun, the love of which is the heritage of youth, and as long as it remains so the teachers believe in the old adage, All work and no play make Jack a dull boy. We have made new friends and acquaintances, we have gained new interests and new learning and now, at the threshold of fourth year we realize how little time we have left to make the most of them. It is our last chance to make sure there will never be any wif only's issuing from our lips. As you turn the next few pages you will see a short write-up on each third year form. They are for you, to add to your school-day memories, the most precious of all, with the hope, that in ensuing years when you look upon those familiar names and faces they will bring back thoughts of the most interesting year in Collegiate. So now, at the end of this year's trail we hope the travellers following us will have just as good a time in third year as we, leaving it, have had. To the fourth years going ahead we wish them the best of luck and hope we may make just as good a job of our responsibilities as they have. J OAN KEVAN, 3A. x 521. 2 la. 79

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