Daniel McIntyre Collegiate Institute - Breezes Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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D. M. C. I. BREEZES 63 X.K—ROOM 15 President, Nora Archibald; Vice-President, Irene Marshall; Secre¬ tary, Dorothy Davis; Sports Captain, Mona Smyth; Edith Anderton, Phyllis Baird, Annie Bell, Lillian Bentham, Marguerite Bryan, Georgina Care, Irene Cutforth, Aurora Delman, Maisie Flemming, Margaret Hill, Florence Holmes, Thelma Hudson, Vivian Jones, Jessie Joscely, Madge Lyon, Ruth Mainer, Irene Marshall, Beatrice Matthews, Marjorie Mc¬ Lennan, Eileen Muir, Margaret Norrie, Thora Olson, Doris Patrick, Isla Pearson, Grace Smith, Henrietta Thompson, Ellen Turner, Louise Warren, Betty Woodgate. -■- X.L—ROOM 49 President, Hubert Taylor; Secretary, Irene McNutt; Sports Cap¬ tain, Martin Bell; Marjorie Allen, Gladys Callegaro, Shirley Clapham, Margaret Cole, Muriel Collins, Dorothy Cranston, Betty de Wet, Flor¬ ence Eden, Verna Finlay, Eleanor Fulkerson, Corrine Greengard, Clara Grundy, Rhoda Hibburt, Grace Hoskins, Freda Leitner, Marjorie Marks, Hilda Miller, Elsie Plumeridge, Mae Ruxton, Hilda Testar, Florence Thomas, Genevra Whitaker, George Burlington, Bruce Far- quharson, Clarence Folson, Alfred Goddard, Alex. Shaddy, James Sims, Barney Stanick, Alex Stewart, Aubrey Walton. TO A LOST AIRMAN He is not dead—but wingeth Over a Happier sea. He is not mute—but singeth A lovelier melody Than we could know. He is not sad—but daily Rejoices in new life. He is not lost— ' but gaily Forgets our human strife In ecstacy. He is not cold—hut heedeth A warmer love of truth. He is not lonely—but leadeth The joyous Legion of Youth, The Brave. He is not still—but neareth The swiftest in the chase. He is not deaf—but heareth The sound a rainbow makes In harmony. He knows not defeat—but reaches The victory of the brave. He conquers himself, and teaches All nature to be his slave, Tho’ rebellious. Then, while the urge is warm And youth’s blood running fast, We’ll soar beyond all harm And reach the Heights at last, Triumphant. —Cherry Crawford, 58,

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G2 D. M. C. I. BREEZES Diner, Harriet Duncan, Helen Francis, Olive Gillespie, Mildred Harri¬ son, Dorothy Hutchison, May Johnson, Margaret Johnston, Lillian Krausher, Kathleen Macaulay, Ila McCallum, Margaret McKelvie, Minnie Miller, Jean Slinger, Florence Stratton, Annie Sutherland, Violet McLaren, Helen Nicholson, Vyvian Peacock, Florence Pilcher. Maude Rogers. -— XI.D—ROOM 18 President, Joe Dodds; Vice-President, Robert Alexander; Secre¬ tary, Audrey Wilson; Sports Captains, Isadore Rosenstock, Teeny Mc¬ Leod; Laura Benson, Aley Binkley, Sydney Blacker, Morley Coleman. Irene Connon, Jean Cranston, Wilda Crerar, Sterling Dowling, Earl Forrest, Edward Gargett, Carl Hallson, Robert Hamlin, John Hanson, Lloyd Hilton, Lillian Johnson, Ian McLeod ' , Roderick McRae, Stanley Morton, Kenneth Quast, David Reid, Hilary Richards, Wilfred Riley, Grace Roberts, Willie Sherlock, Hannah Sholberg, Knox Sprung, Helen Templeton, Louise Templeton, William Teskey, Stella Waite, Norman Wilde, Alex Zitsow. XI.E—ROOM 51 President, Fred Lang; Vice-President, Lloyd Bruce; Secretary, Leonard Hicks; Sports Captains, Edmund Crayston, Dorothy Rogers; James Agnew, James Bailey, Fred Bogden, Mary Blostein, Gordon Brooks, Gordon Cane, Hardie Clark, Phyllis Forrest, Adhemar Germain, Creighton Gibson, William Haney, Mae Hardy, Charles Johnstone, Jor- man Johnston, Nadine Lush, Roy Mason, John Maxwell, Harold Pink, Waldemar Platz, Edward Rogerson, Howard Russell, David Reimer, Gordon Scott, Mark Smith, Marcus Tessler, Alice Theroux, Robert Wil¬ liamson, Wanda Babowski, Dorothy Vernon. X.A—ROOM 22 President, Lorna Gilmour; Vice-President, Willa Graham; Secre¬ tary, Kathleen Nicholson; Sports Captains, Marguerite Ross, Edwin Bratton; Myrtle Boutlier, Grace Cousens, Esther Curie, Mayme Dewar, Beth Douglas, Catherine Elliott, Bessie Graham, Margaret Hill, Nora Johnston, Annie Metzak, Amy Parliamint, Myrtle Swardfager, Dorothy Walkey, Jessie Watson, George Craig, John Hjalmarson, Bert Knox, Mac. Malcolm, William Quilliams. X.J—ROOM 10 President, Robert Swan; Vice-President, Harold Simpson; Secre¬ tary, Geoffrey Wilson; Sports Captain, Frank McIntosh; James Adam¬ son, Edward Carstens, Lome Coates, Alex. Curr, Harold Davidson, Isabel Doggett, James Ferguson, Nino Forcese, Jean Grant, James Harding, George Hodge, Wilson Kaye, Marjorie Kelly, Alfred Love, Victor Lowe, George Lucas, James McAndrew, Frank McIntosh, Thompson McWilliams, Olive Moffitt, Berkeley Newman, Clarence Robertson, Dorothy Scott, Wilmot Shepherd, Harold Simpson, May Webster, Percy Welsh, Kenneth Yuill, Adolph Zoratti, Hubert Wood.

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64 I). M. C. I. BREEZES EVAN-YOUNG WARRIOR Adventure and Romance many a car droned by on the gravel-road that ran on the margin of Mystery River. At night the dancing head-lights gave to Arch¬ man’s farm buildings and the surrounding bush, weird, moving, shape¬ less shadows, jagged-edged. When his brother went courting Sail} ' , Evan would sometimes seat himself upon a huge rock that topped the river-bank, and there he would watch the shadows. On this particular night, it was very dark. The white house loomed like a majestic ghost. A man, it appeared, flitted around the whitest corner. The distant heavens sparkled and mumbled and the b oy knew that a storm was coming—and was coming fast. Soon streaks of light¬ ning illumined the farmyard and what did the young warrior see? A man crouching against the barn? Yes, Evan knew it well. As this precocious lad pressed the bottom of his bare foot on the stone moss, he felt a strange warm shiver of adventure pass through the whole of his youthful body. He turned and daringly slid down the smooth, sloping side of the huge rock that faced the river. He had often done that, imagining he was about to enter into a hazardous enterprise. At the base of the immense stone, the river yawned widely. As the boy picked up his brother’s gun and flashlight, which he had borrowed to give realism to his fancied adventures, he wondered what made ’him feel so tall, so brave, and so strong tonight. It never occurred to him it might be the love he had for his brother Arnold. A few minutes later, the boy, who was a “dozen years of age.” as he would say, was lightly running through the woods. The only man lie knew that might mean evil was Bull Button. Button had sometime before fought a losing fight with Evan’s brother and had promised revenge. Evan certainly admired his brother for having been so brave. He admired all courageous men. What troubled him most, however, was that he knew not how to capture the culprit. Suddenly he fur¬ iously kicked a tree, personified it, and performed a hold-up, leaving the elm as the storm broke forth. The wind moaned and howled and tore at the leaves and bent young maples into parabolic curves. Lightning and swift-driven rain made vision difficult, and thunder pounded montonously against his ears. Nature contributed in a thousand ways to give the lad a glamorous thrill, so that he was glad to sit on a stone when he reached the barn. Evan wiped his freckled face with his sleeve and panted hard and half turned his face to shelter it from the wind. It was lucky for him he did, for in the light from the white jagged lines in the sky, he saw low-crouched, very near him, with a kerosene can in his hand, the tyrant, Buff Buffon. The first impulse was to shoot the man; but, on second thought, he deemed it wiser to try to hold with the gun. the sneak who planned destruction by fire. But could he do it? He set all