Eastern High School of Commerce - Eastern Echo Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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LITTLE FLOWER In the merchant Lung Wong's garden, 'Mid the shadows slowly gathering, 'Mid the twilight softly filtering, Through the ever-hanging trees Walked his daughter Little Flower, Walked with saddened eyes of longing, Walked with head all bowed with yearning, Yearning for the absent Kee. Absent full ten silver moons hence, When he sailed to Eldorado, When he sailed to seek his fortune All for love of Little Flower, But to-morrow she was forced to Suddenly in the fragrant silence Upon the air a whisper fell, Little Flower, thrice it calleth, Little Flower, are you there? Nightingales hushed all their singing, Temple bells ceased all their tinkling, Pale she turned and then she trembled, Little Flower, are you there? Thus he came, her truest lover Riding on the crest of hope, Riding hard to bring her back to Eldorado as his bride. In the twilight they departed, From the storm of Lung Wong's Wed the Prince of Karamaneh, wrath, Wed the Prince with slanting green Bird and Buddha both reproached eyes, them, Eyes that showed not love put power. But unheeding, forth they ride. O lit-nib- ., dw- gag ll1 .1-'s--1'-' 'wtf' 8ET..DIE , , , ,f 'Pt ' LIFE SAVING CLASS Front Row: E. Izzard, L. Jones, J. Mitchell, H. Heather, D. Reeder, I. Savage, A. Lyons, F. Hibbs. M. Hayes, D. Pillzie, M. Gibson, M. Rhodes, J. Taylohr, V. Wilson, H. Bond, B. Tadman. Back Row: IInsfrucforsI-M. Darlow, D. Herrington, Miss D. Ker ICoacI1I, A. Jones, M. Donnelly. EASTERN ECHO Thirty-nine

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l l RIFLE TEAM Front Row: J. Wclmsley, G. Withericlge, J. Jones, L. Mackenzie, V. Gibson. Middle Row: J. Virtue, J. Corrigan, A. Tuero, Mr. Schniclc, J. Williamson, D. Ccrplwin. Back Row: A. Parkes. J. Ficller, S. Cranston, H. Posfen. Being the Diary of a Commercialite Cwith apologies to Samuel Pepysi C. WALKINSHAW, 4Gl and G. BARTLE, 55. Monday, April 24 UP and to school with haste. After matins, Mr. Smith did dis- course at great length. Friend McDer- mott did throw chalk and brushes in a spirit of divertissement. Mr. Giffen perchance passed and did out to us in very high terms. Tuesday, April 25 Up betimes and to my classes. Am of cheery thought for it is French to-day. Having discoursed at too great length with one, Glad Bartle Ca merry dog if everl I did appear late. Am espied and must explain. I would not with my best skill forward any sensible reason. Am bidden to his ensemble at 2.30. A strict man. Wednesday, April 26 A very sorry day. Betwixt periods Dot Smerdon and I carolled glees and madrigals with mighty pleasure to ourselves. Did discourse at great length with one, Mr. Rowe. Later Thirty-eight to the tuckshop where, being hungry, I did drink soup with vast content and great noise. Later to the audi- torium where friend Smerdon per- formed divers pieces on the harpsi- cord. Thursday, April 27 Up betimes. Anticipating even Mr, Spence to school. Last even' did Visit a comedy and so this morning was of a mind to borrow Friend Trimbee's French for the nonce. I thought bet- ter. Am now resolved to spend the evening in the bosom of my family. Friday, April 28 Up sprightly and through the pour- ing rain to school, very merry both of us. A noble dinner with much talk of physics and chemistry. In the auditorium Sugarrnan did debate pro- digiously. I perceived he hath new reaped his countenance. Lunney says he is a mad fellow. Indeed, methinks there is method in his madness. EASTERN ECHO

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THE PROFITABLE ACCIDENT HELEN KILLORAN, 453 THE period of prosperity had passed as far as old Jacob Crane was concerned. He had lived by himself since shortly after the death of his wife. And after his son, Jack, mar- ried against his consent and left home, he had been very lonely. The snow was falling heavily and he could see the people hurrying to and fro. He pulled on his ragged old coat, and went out into the cold to get his week's small supply of food. Please give me my groceries, he said to the storekeeper. The grocer cheerfully prepared the order which Crane came for every Saturday morn- ing. Old Jacob thanked the dealer, left the store and began trudging his way homeward. It seemed to him that in the dis- tance, he heard the screech of brakes. Where was he going? What was the noise? What was it that was flying in front of him? All these questions he unconsciously asked himself and then he knew no more. He opened his eyes, and gazed around the room to find he was in a bed in the Eastern Hospital. For a while he lay there trying to remember what had happened to him. Then a pretty nurse entered and he appealed to her for help. She explained to him that he had been knocked down by a car on Em- press Avenue and had been rushed to the hospital in a police ambulance. She also explained that unfortunately it had been her father's car which had hit him and that he was coming to see him this afternoon. The afternoon came and the pretty nurse entered to announce her father's arrival. In walked a middle-aged man. ' Dad! he exclaimed. . Old Jacob Crane shamefacedly begged his son's forgiveness. Perhaps, he said, this accident., was profitable after all. 'kink' PASSING OF A PLEASANT CUSTOM CATHERINE WALKINSHAW, 4GI FOR many years the people of Pleasant Street kept alive the old custom of calling on one another on New Year's Day. A pleasant feeling of fellow- ship was created among them as they drank to the health of their fellows during the coming year. Everyone prepared for this ritual with the choicest of Christmas cake- and cheer, and arrayed in his best clothes, set out to call. One of our number, an old English gentleman, always managed to excel' in the quality and warmth of his hospitality, his perfect manners and his formal dress. When the custom began to die out as the people found other interests in the busy city life, he alone kept up his calls. No matter how late or strenuous the celebration of New Year's Eve, it was an unwritten law that all members of our little community be ready to receive Col. Williams on New Year's Day. When New Year's Day once again came round, we were in readiness to welcome the last upholder of the custom. The day passed and he did not come, the last fort had fallen and New Year's Day Calling had passed on to the world of obsolete customs. 111 - EASTERN ECHO Forty .