Galt Collegiate Institute and Vocational School - Specula Galtonia Yearbook (Galt, Ontario Canada)

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f rem'-I S PE ew- A v G f-vf-to N ' A 5 999000990999 gnu - , - , , , A A .,. A or A ...- POETRY E A A MYI A K'm1hiN1h6N1PfA1VM1 0 VKIDKYIVKIMYI A 'A' The poet may jingle and rhyme, ln hopes of a laureate wreathing 5 And when he has wasted his time, He's kindly rewarded wi' naething. -ROBERT BURNS Afterglow By JOHN THOMPSON In the afterglow Of the tinted west Where the sun sinks low To his evening's rest, Where painted skies Throw a flickering light Or fire flies With their lanterns bright, When shadows fall And the stars peep through, I will hear you call In the afterglow. fi! The Ravin' By MAURICE CROMPTON CWith Apologies to E. A. PJ At our lessons we were sitting, as our teachers say is fitting, And our eyebrows we were knitting, knitting o'er the awful bore. As we sat there faintly snoring, suddenly there came a roaring, As of someone loudly storming, storming at us with a roar. 'Tis the teacher, ' we all muttered, storming at us with a roar, Only he, and nothing more. On and onward he kept ravin' and his hands he sure was wavin', Till to us there came a craving, craving to be out the door. All the while that he was roaring, we all, so it seemed, were poring O'er the lines of print so boring, sometimes looking towards the door 'LHOW oft, threatening detention, must I tell you 'PAY ATTENTION? Quoth the raved at, EVermore. 39

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AWA Tu l U Lf A Pnrrvs O, Union, Union! By ANTION ITTINGLY enough, this year, the newly inaugurated onion week and our examination week arrive at the same time. Misfortunes, of course, never come singly, and we are resigned to the prospect of having every- one but ourselves the victim of onionosis, while we exist on a frugal diet of coffee and aspirins and Latin, feeling generally cross with the rest of the world. The persons responsible for onion week must either be sworn practical jokers, or Communists, bent on wrecking the peace and unanimity of in- telligent society. Perhaps the thing was got up by the makers of Listerine or Lavoris, or Life Savers, with the sole end in View of hastening the return of prosperity by having everyone rush to the drug stores to buy their products, so as to be able to continue to appear in polite company. Whatever was the cause, it may safely be construed that the eiect will be gigantic. Each morning of onion week, as we stretch experimental arms from the land of counterpane to strangle clanging alarm stocks in the cold grey light of dawn, the aroma of omelettes will be wafted to our nostrils. But when at last we are seated at the breakfast board, and have tasted the first morsels, anguish will mask our shining morning faces,-the omelettes will contain chopped onion, when we enter our favourite tea-rooms to in- dulge in delectable lunches at noon-time, the waitress will ask us how we wish our onions. Thereupon We shall bolt those deluding cafes, and eschew luncheons during the whole week. At evening, when we enter our own hallways, tired, but happily expectant of pleasant dinners, again our hopes will fall-the odour of the all-pervading vegetable will even have crashed the gates of dinner, and we shall sit down to beefsteak, smothered in onions. It will be a week of weeping. As women all over the land sit, peeling onions, hot, unbidden, and un- availing tears will roll down their cheeks--tears neither of joy nor sorrow, nor repentance nor pain, but useless tears--tears with no meaning and no objective. It will be a week when men will avoid their friends. Companionable intercourse will be impossible, and thus intimacies will be shattered, men will grow morose and sullen, and an atmosphere of gloom will cover the earth. But the onions themselves will at last come into their own. Grocers will sell them by the barrel, housewives will cook them by the pound, and they will grace the tables of all the homes of the land, small and great, rich and poor. They will be fried, roasted, boiled, creamed, scalloped, and grilled, they will be eaten raw, salted, with or without vinegar, peppered and in salad. Onion pickles will take the place of ketchup and H. P. Sauce, and sweet cucumbers, enterprising chefs will find some way to use them in desserts. So the humble and oft-despised onion will be brought before the public mind, and under the public nose, and will gain a positive or negative pop- ularity. People's minds will be made up on the onion question. They will be through with their everlasting stalling off the potent fruit of the soil in public, and clandestinely eating it in the privacy of home kitchens, and will come out strongly either for or against its penetrating personality. Such a move will make for the equalization of the national mind, and will aid in the relief of strained mental conditions. 38

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