Glebe Collegiate Institute - Lux Glebana Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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UX GLEBANACQLQ- ff -T 6 Rf K X X1 .' MZ so , shui- v .,., U Il! . R V' l f ee it S f' ,f 1' a is .A x 1 , , X .A N521 R. , M L . L I beside my ride. The bear, somewhat non- plussed by the strange incidents of the last few moments, sped off into space. Reversing the usual order of events, I gave chase. Finally exhausted by the pursuit and not wishing to lose my prey, I cocked my gun and as the bear looked round to see how close I was I shot it between the eyes. I waited till daylight and set out for the cabin, carryin' the carcass of the bear on my shoulders. .vie-09.1 OUR GOVERNOR . . . lContinuedfro1n Page 29 secretary to one of the Lords of the House of Lords, and later, when he got to know Ramsay MacDonald, he won a place for himself in politics. No doubt, if he had not been called away from his work he would have gone very much higher in his political life. The Governor General is the King's repre- sentative, the King being unable to be in all his Dominious at once. During his term of 'office the Governor General has, therefore, the same honours as the King himself. His first duty is that of the strictest constitutionalism. Within the limits permitted him by the constitutional usage, he has the three rights which Bagehot enumerated- The right to be consulted, the right to encourage, and warn. As commander- in-chief in Canada, he 'takes the salute when the militia marches past. As the most exalted per- sonage in the Dominion his presence at a social function, or the laying of a cornerstone serves as a guarantee of the most impeccable respect- ability . The qualities which these august duties require are those of great dignity, sound judgment, and perfect taste, and these ,are exactly the qualities which our Lord Tweeds- muir brings to his new post. mg-PALERE FLAMMAM SKIPPIN' by MARGARET OGILVIE, 3-F We crept down the hall silent as could be. School was in session, but not for us three: A good show was on, to miss was a crime. Why bother with school? We'd each raised a dime. We lurked in a hallway-not a soul was in sight, We started a-creepin,-oh gosh, what a plight! A teacher appeared from a room just ahead, Spotted us, stopped us, What's up? she said. VVe're not feeling well , the three of us cried, We weren't at that moment, so none of us lied. She seemed to believe us, and-what was more Left us alone, so we streaked for the door. We were quickly outside and as quickly away, We'd skipped from school and were free for the day. , With a laugh and a song we headed for town, Nary a cloud in sight and nary a frown. The office bell rang in a silent class room. In the eyes of a teacher we three read our doom. No need to tell us, we knew we were through, So we slunk to the office, crestfallen and blue. We creep down the hall as silent can be. School is in session but only for three. Good shows may be on, but what do we care? We go to the office, work's waiting us there. Hour after hour for that sin we atone, Our fates o'er took us, so now we just groan: Dear fellow student, if skipping's your thought, Pause before doing it-take care you,re not caught. L.-Q-Q-ai AUTUMN'S FORECAST by CHARLES BEDDOE, 1-M The last of summer dayshave gone, Their richest colours all trees don Of crimson, gold, and russet brown. In the night, before the dawn, Mushrooms burst through frosty lawn, A And high o'erhead birds wing their flight .Q Southward to a warmer night. Q. . A All these tell me, much too soon, Winter keeps her annual boon, Soon downy snow shall blanket earth, A And all shall sleep until rebirth. I aisle

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UX GLEBANAGHQQ- mj3PALERE FLAMMAM THE THREE BEARS E was a real old-timer, judging by his antiquated clothes, walrus mous- tache, and outmoded pipe. He was known to the farmers and summer cottagers, who congre- gated in the general store on Saturday night, as Old Pete. Once a week, he told some story of his youth or his life as a trapper and settler in the Gatineau. Judging by the expectant looks on the faces of the occupants of the store and the way Pete bit off a huge chew from a plug of tobacco which he had fished from the depths of his pockets, it was evident that he was about to tell another story. He chewed contentedly for a few seconds, cleared his throat and began: Many's the time I've been lost while huntin', but I recall one time 'way back in the eighties when I had a very interestin, experience. I was only a young shaver then, about thirty years old. We were homesteadin' in back of Island Lake near Blueberry Creek. We'd been there for nearly a year, tryin' to make the land fit for farmin'. Near the cabin was our outhouse where we kept all our grub, includin' home- made maple syrup and a big sack of sugar. One mornin', when I went out to the store- house to get some soap to wash myself with fit was Sundayj, I was surprised to find that the door had been torn from its leather hinges and the sugar sack ripped open. Big tracks led to the thick bush close at hand. Only one thing could have caused this-bears. I wasted no time but ran into the cabin, stuffed some grub into my pockets, grabbed my gun, and started off after the marauders. I followed the trail which led deeper and deeper into the unexplored forest west of our cabin. At a spot where the trail led across a piece of swampy ground, I saw by the spoor that I was followin' two cubs and a full-grown bear. This fact did not worry me, for I was such a good shot I could put a bullet through the eye of a needle at Hfty yards. I followed the trail for several hours, but it led so far into country where I had never been before, that I decided to return to the homestead before it got dark. Accordin'ly I set out in the direc- tion of our cabin. I had not gone far before I came to a big spruce tree, towerin' far above the surroundin' rl 3 1, ROLF LOCKEBERG 5-B countryside, even though the top seemed to be broken off. I was not quite sure of where I was, so I decided to climb the tree and have a look. I climbed to the top but sat there with some difficulty, for the tree was hollow. just as I was mappin' out a way to the cabin which I could see in the distance, I lost my balance. I fell right down inside the tree and my gun fell outside. I did not hurt myself, due to my extreme toughness. My father, who died a couple of years ago at the age of a hundred and seven, used to spank me with fencerails to make me hard. After a few seconds, when I had recovered from my slight shakin up, I started to grope around in the darkness at the foot of the tree. I stumbled over a small furry body and fell across another. Bear cubs! I looked hurriedly up at the circle of light at the top of the tree to see if the cubs' mother was returning yet, but my fears were groundless. I tried to climb out but I found that the inside of the tree was too smooth to afford a hand or foothold. Makin' the best of a bad situation, I sat down with my back against the tree and ate the grub I had brought with me. Fear was a lesson which I had never learned, so it was not long before I feel asleep. When I awoke I could see the light of the stars far above me. I heard a scratchin, on the outside of the tree. It could only mean one thing-the bear was comin' back. Soon the starlight was blotted out and I could hear the bear descendin' on the inside. As soon as it was a few feet above me I stood up, reached for the bear and seized a little of the thick hair on the bear's sides in each hand. I hung on for dear life and bit the bear as hard as I could on the tail. Surprised at this unexpected attack, the bear started up the tree as fast as it could go, draggin' me up with it. Well, sir! the bear had pulled me to the top of the tree in less time than it took 'me to fall down inside. I let go the bear at the top and climbed down the tree on the opposite side from it. Bein' very fast and nimble in those days, I reached the bottom some time before the bear. I jumped the last few feet and, as luck would have it, I landed Ol'

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UX GLEBANACQ- QAEPALERE FLAMMAM N ofu. 2 I .-Awoke after a sleepless night feel- ing tired and very examination about Z7 0 f 'fi is School Editors' Con- vention, and another which told other one would not expect conscious of the fact -0 people our names, that the after-dinner I 7 Then to enfo rect-- coach would carry jet, Q G X 'Q ings from thblsflogiour- Jeff, and myself on a Q - sf f able and Reverent H. long awaited trip. So X is ,A V,'!: ' j. Cody, president of U7 rise and dress and N gr, ,... ......i,.., , ,, the College and laugh- eat, and then to school ed heartily at his jokes where I did try to End fi which were told in a elusive marks on an 'humorous way that gi leaves and plants and things, and to make last minute arrange- ments with jet about the trip and eat a hearty lunch at home. So to the coach ter- minal where my friends awaited my BYJ ASI?-Tm EXTRACT rom A DIARY OHN ST O RR 5-C from such a man. So to take notes of a lec- ture on art, design and other things of goodly interest and discussed it further in a small group and then went to lunch at Child's Tavern on Younge arrival and into the coach which did start immediately, and gave me two tiring hours only made bearable by the pleasant company. Did arrive at Brockville there to board a larger and faster coach from Mount Royal on which we did eat our supper from hampers, and talked and chatted till ten when we did enter the city of York fTorontoj and of necessity had to find conveyance to our hostelry in a strange mechanical contraption which was much like the ones at home but had strange and fascinating sliding doors. Went with Jet to her lodgings and then we to ours, I feeling like a country rube because of the largeness of the city, to deposit our luggage in our room and out again in an attempt to obtain more comfortable hostelry at a place called the Y inn and having procured promises of lodgings for the morrow returned here to crawl into bed and shiver - these good people of York having a peculiar sense of the coldness of their climate and supply only one blanket. Nov. 22.-Did awake this morning somewhat refreshed despite the cold, but so late that we did discover jet gone from her lodgings and already about the day's business and so we had to eat a quick meal at Bassil's tavern and having found Jet proceeded to the place of business in the West Hall of the University of this city where we did register our names and in return for goodly money received small doolittles, one of silk proclaiming us members of the High Street, jeff acting as host to our trisome and we did feel the morning well spent. Did part with jet, Jeff and I to change our lodgings to the Y Inn and jet back to the West Hall alone. We did arrive too late to hear the famous Gregory Clark, but did hear, however, a Mr. Johnson who expounded sound ideas on business policy and then boarded hired coaches which took us for a lengthy and interesting visit to McLean's Publishing House where we saw all sorts of Hat-bed presses, roller presses, type setting machines, colour presses, and all the other things which are peculiar to publishing houses. Did lose contact with Jet but 111612 her again at Burwash Hall after jeff and I had enjoyed the indoor swimming facilities of our inn and so sat down to a free banquet which was made up of stuffed ham, cranberry sauce and all the other rich and delectable dishes which make up a sumptuous repast. Then to hear after-dinner speeches of varying character and see other people receive prizes but not getting any our- selves, and then did accompany jet to a dance given for us at the Newman's Club and from thence to jet's lodgings and then I to mine- content with the evening to meet a charming Mr. Morgan who was staying in the same room and did talk with him for an hour till two and so to bed with hopes of better sleep. N ov. 23.-Slept soundly between the strokes of a town clock whose face shone brightly, and which rang every quarter, half and full hour, 43210