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

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4... fa S P5 Q up UN BON ABRI Le petit Pierre-pendant la promenade -Oh que je suis content. Il va pleuvoir. Le papa du petit Pierre-Tu aimes done tant la pluie? Le petit Pierre-Non mais quand je suis avec maman et qu'e1 pleut nous nous mettons at l'abri chez un patissier. 242213 LA NOUVELLE BONNE Madame-lVlfariette nous dejeunons le La nouvelle bonne-Tres bien, madame, mais si par hasard je n' etais pas levee que madame ne m'attende pas. 2391424 CHARADES Mon premier se trouvait dans les chateaux forts. Mon second est un arbre. Mon tout indique un mouvement circu- laire. Solution-four-mi. MNA V'NA V 5 V V LU-I V V LUJDU-I V A 4 AA - A A -- -, - -Q ' martin a huit heures. H EW and FEATURES 1 495 , VNMVMVVMMVVNVN A P6X1I'01f0dI'6YIV8t1 A PAYIDSYI ' A ' A ' K P A P DOUG. KEMP. - - - Editors - MARGARET MCCALLUM Perhaps a remembrance of these things will prove a source of future pleasure. The School Party GALA STUDENT EVENT AROLD DAVIS shook hands with the reception committee at least a dozen times on the night of the annual school social. That's the secret of pop- ularity. The school gym. was Hooded with light, and once past Janet and Hume at the door, everyone cast off the mantle of formality, and tripped the light fantastic, or played crokinole, absorbing and reflect- ing the glow of .the jolly lamps. Ice cream and delectable cake, and cafe au lait were served in the lunch rooms. Garf. wasn't hungry, so a considerable portion was left for the black kitten. When the party broke up, We pile.d in the family chariots, shining in use, and maybe went home, ultrajoyous. 'YL Memorial Service O the slow and solemn strains of that well-known hymn, Oh God our help in ages past, -the long line of teach- ers, in the gowns of their Various Alma Maters, made its entrance into the crowded Assembly Hall. Folliowing in military formation, the Cadets of the School marched to their assigned places, while the guard of honour was arranged formally along the length of the auditorium. The service was conducted by fthe Rev. Canon W. H. Snelgrove and Principal T. H. Wholton. It was, in its beauty and sincerity a direct challenge to those who believe that to-day's youth are for- 44 getting the vast debt of gratitude and reverence they owe that gallant army of men who fell in France for the honour and preservation of their country. None who were privileged to attend the service, or who heard it broadcast, were untouched by a feeling of deep appreciaition and solemn reverence, from the time of the mellow bars of the opening 'hymn, to the soul-stirring notes of the bugler's Last Post. While the voices of the pupils were raised in unison to the measured strains of Oh, God of Bethel, the teachers were ushered out by the Cadets to pay homage with bowed heads to the memory of Galt's

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f S P5 Gur u VOICE UN POEME DE M. JEAN NOLIN EN CLASSE Tandis que le maitre proclame La necessite d'avoir l'ame Pure eat chaude comme la Hamme Du soleil dans le firmament, Les eleves voudraient bien etre Le rayon joyeux qui penetre, Par le trou bleu de la fenetre, Insolemment. Tandis qu'il leur jette at brassees Les splendeurs des gloires passees, Fleurs que l' Histoire a rarnasseesg Qu'i1 leur dit l'empereur romain Et l'Aigle mort at Sainte-Helene, Chaque eleve songe at demain Quand on s' ebattra dans la plaine A perdre haleine. Tandis qu'i1 leur fait entrevoir Le bonheur grave du savoir Les recompenses du devoir Et la beaute du sacrifice, En soi-meme chacun se dit Que, si le temps se refroidilt, On s'en ira, demain jeudi La ou l'on glisse. 119323 LE TRAIN-DAN CING Apres le Wagon-restaurantg apres le wagon-salong apres le wagon-litg apres le Wagon de lectureg apres le wagon-poste- de-T. S. F. voici donc le Wagon-dancing. Ou a enleve les sieges, les filets, les porte-baggageg et les voyageurs peuvent, a peu pres a leur aise y danser le one-step, le two-step, le five-step, ou le 945-step ou son de l'orchestre du Claridge transmis pas T. S. F. Avouons que c'est delicieux et char- mant. Apres le Wagon jazz, le wagon-chevauX- de-bois et le wagon water Chute il ne restera plus qu' un seul Wagon at creer. Le Wagon ou l'on pourra regarder tranquillement par la vitre les jolis pay- sages de France. Pkflfvk LE BRAVE CHASSEUR Un jour, un chasseur entra dans un foret, portant son fusil sur l'epaule. Il marchait lentement, avec precaution. Soudain el s'arreta. Alors el regarda at droite, a gauche, devant, derriere, 'tout autour de lui. Il se baissa, examina le solg pues se releva, regarda en l'air ecouta avec attention, et continua d'avancer lentement, avec precaution. 43 V . PARA TUS Un bucheron, qui abattait des arbres dans la foret, passa a ce moment. Il aper- gut notre chasseur et lui demanda ce qu'il chlerchait ainsi. -Je cherche la trace des pas d'un ours. -Venez avec moi monsieur, je vais vous mont-rer l'ours, je l'ai vu il n'y a qu'un instant. -Non, non, merci! repondit aussitol le brave chasseur. Je ne cherche pas l'ours. Je ne cherche que la trace de ses pas. Dlfvkvk LA FEMME ET LE PARAPLUIE Savez-vous mesdames qu'on peut juger de votre caractere d'apres le facon dont Vous vous servez de votre parapluie? C'est du moins ce qu' afiirme un physiog- nomoniste qui a etabli les principales regles que voici. Une femme qui continue a gardier son parapluie ouvert quand il a cesse de pleuvoir est une bonne menagere, soig- neuse et econome. Une femme qui roule son parapluie' encore humide est une personne in- souciante et desordonnee. Une femme qui ne le roule jamais est negligente et depensiere. Une femme qui traine son parapluie derriere elle est mechante et acariatre tandis que celle qui le porte habituellement sous le bras est d'un commerce agreable et presque toujours de bonne humeur. Enfin une femme qui a chaque pas frappe le sol du bout de son parapluie peut etre consideree comme une femme loyale et fidele. Pk :lf Pl! BONS MOTS A l'eXamen pour le centificat d'etudes L'examinateur - Et maintenant eleve Poupon pourriez-vous me dire quel est l'an1mal qui nous fournet le jambon. L'eleve-Le charcutier, monsieur. 24211 QUESTION L'autre jour au cours d'un meeting tres houleux auquel j'ai assiste des suffragettes ont agite la grave question du feminisme. Je n'etais pas tres rassure. Une dame est montee at la tribune. Elle etait vetue d'un joli corsage gris en crepe de chine et coiffee d'un charmant chapeau vert, avec une plume qui n'en finissait plus. Elle a agite la sonnette a tour de bras et elle a dit. -Citoyennes. Je suis prete a repondre a toutes les questions. Alors -toutes les suffragettes-restees femmes quand meme-ont crie. -Ou avec-vous achete ce delicieux chapeau. ff

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' PAnA5i,2n PE U L. A I? dead war heroes. The long main corridor was lined on either side by the military uniforms of the Cadets and the impressive black gowns of the teachers, unadorned except for the colours to which their par- lticular letters entitled them. Between V PARA TUS ' these lines the whole school reverently marched past the tablet engraved with names of the dead, and hung with poppy wreaths to symbolize our remembrance of their great deed. ii The High School Editors' Convention RIGHT and early that Friday morning, when most students were in their comfortable beds, tired from their toiling upward of the night before, I wended my way to the C.P.R. Station to catch the six-forty Hier for Toronto. I was going to a gathering of School mag- azine editors, which was to meet in Con- vocation Hall at the University of Toronto. Editors were to be there from all over Ontfario, as guests of the Sigma Phi, Women's Journalistic Fraternity of the University. An all too short train ride brought me to the vastnesses of the Union Station, and I alighted, full of the dignity of my position as representative of the finest school in the world. A rather meaningless walk up Bay Street took the tight out of my legs, and I boarded a car and was whirled to Bloor and Avenue Road corner. My rube intelligence told me that if I proceeded any further I should only have to walk back, and I hustled OH the T.T.C. vehicle. I stood, in the middle of the sidewalk, mouth and eyes wide open, drinking in avidly the marvels of the corner, revealing to everyone my rustic extraction. But the Fates were kind that day, and sent their favoured messenger in the thrice welcome form of Marion Tait, to shield me from the city sharpers. For that extremely charming and accomplished young lady at that very moment stepped from a car, and we joined hands and danced with joy. In the next five minutes, as we moved along with a crowd of college students, each told the other all we could remem- ber. Marion pointed out Convocation Hall, and we. parted. Dear me, if I chatter -on like this all night, the account will cover reams, and I shall never be allowed to put anything in the Specula again. When we were all registered and seated reading copies of the Varsity, the Con- vention came to order. Professor Wallace welcomed the delegates to the University, and the roll was called. Schools from North Bay to Ottawa were represented, some b-y one person, and many by two or 45 three. Rest assured that when Galt was called the writer made sure he was heard all over the building in his stentorian Present Two more addresses filled Friday morn- ing, one from Mr. Knowles of the Daily Star, and the other on Humour by the in- imitable Gregory Clarke. Frederick Allen, editor of Varsity, seemed to have recov- ered from his ducking in the pool, and spoke briefly on paper layout. Descriptions of all the speeches would only bore. Suffice it to say that we received a thousand and one new ideas for our journals, some of which you see embodied before you. Friday afternoon, after the session, we went through MacLean Publishing House, seeing- how the magazine is made. The assembling room for the books was per- haps the most interesting of all the departments. With lightning speed the different pages are arranged in proper order, fastened in place, and cut even. Then they are ready to be stamped for the mail. Each of us was given a copy of the Thanksgiving MacLean's, fresh from the press. A trip rthrough the Chatelaine Institute kitchen and dining room was entrancing to future homemakers, and afternoon tea was delightful to all of us, potential housekeepers or no. Friday night was the time of a mag- nificent banquet, in the Arts and Letters Club. It was .the high light of the occasion, for such men as Charles G. D. Roberts, Arthur Lismer, and Doctor Hardy were present. On Saturday afternoon we separated, and some went to the Rugby game while the others saw Street Scene, the Pulitzer Prize Play, at fthe Royal Alexandra. The greatest thing about the whole meeting was the formation of new friend- ships. Everything was most informal, and links of affection were firmly welded be- tween us. They will live when the speeches and speakers and sights of the Convocation are forgotten. 2