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

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Writing forthe Lux b Gwe1ilMorton UESS it's about time I started that story for the Lux. Jim Weld says he wants everything in by next week. Suppose I should have written it during the holidays. Meant to, but never get the urge until the eleventh hour. Oh well, it won't take long to rattle off a few words. I wonder why I've never tried before? If I couldn't do better than some of the junk they published last year. . . ! Gee, what a mess my desk's in! There's no sense starting until I clear some room. Mother's always saying if Iweren't so lazy and would tidy up I'd work twice as well. I don't want to have things distracting me in the middle of my story. Story? Might as well send in two or three contributions! Limericks are a cinch and aesthetic poetry is just a lot of pretty words. This is my last year at Glebe QI hopeb and I sure would like to see my name in print a few times. That's why most people do it anyway. Either that or else to see their brain-child taking a public bow. Well, what do'yuh know! There's my chemistry stencil! Thought it must have got thrown out. And to think I bought a new one. I'll swear it wasn't here when I was looking for it. There must be haunts in the house. Nothing ever stays where I put it and then it pops up in a drawer that I absolutely turned out in the search. Funny that mother can always find things. Right under your nose, she says. Can she be in league with the ghosts? Chemistry stencil, dictionary, bottle of ink, piece of Kleenex, hair-pin, coloured pencils, German books, calendar, song sheet, erasers, blotters, pins, red ink, pair of pliers. Why does everything have to be dumped on my desk? Eligibility card, ruler, diary. Diary. Mmm. Mustn't for- get to write in it today. I'm a couple of weeks behind. I wonder what I was doing a year ago? If I can find last year's diary -in the desk somewhere. Nope. Bookcase? Cupboard? Dressing-table? It must be in the desk. And it is. Now why wasn't it there the first time? Oh, well. Let's see. January, February. Here we are. The Latin exam was hard, but as I had only covered two ,hundred out of six hundred lines, anythingi wouldfiiiave stumpedhme.. As for the fourth form Germaniaut ors, LUX GLEBANA words fail mellltzwas without doubtzthe worst exam I ever wrote. Not exactly cheerful. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea. There! All set and ready for Work. Should I write in pencil or ink? I remember reading somewhere that Mary Roberts Rinehart writes in pencil on yellow paper- easier on the eyes. Haven't any yellow paper though. Anyway, she's old and probably has poor eyesight. The first thing is a title. Choose a good title and make your story to fit it, I always say. The thing is to get one that catches the reader's eye, like The Crimson Toe- nail or Victim Number Four. But perhaps that's too vigorous for the Lux. Broken Butterfly and Eternal Love don't seem to be just the thing either. Something about the school perhaps. The Bell Rings! Why I dropped Latin. School Spirit. As Mischa Auer says, Confidentially, it stinks. Every kid in the school has had to write on one of those in composition class. This isn't quite as easy as I thought- Caramba! I've got a honey of an idea! Glebe student falls asleep in lab where he is catching up on experiments he missed. He wakes to find the school full of activity -the various personages and characters of fact and fiction come to life. Coming out of Room 203 he sees-wait a minute! This is going a little bit too smoothly. Haven't I read something of the sort somewhere, sometime? Quick, where's last year's school magazine? Boy's athletics. Travelogues. Too far back. Literary. Omigosh! For Fifth Formers Only -someone has already done it. The so-and-so. If he hadn't thought of it, I would have. Wonder what time it is? I can hear Dad coming in now. Today's Friday and he'll have Life with him. Guess I'll go down and get it before someone snaffies it. I'll write a poem or something after dinner- Plf PF F14 f'H TM 1 ,731 'tg' Xe K , Page 15

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The Royal Air Force Weldon Pearson EARLY sixty-three years ago the present Royal Air Force came into being when a captain of the 2nd Middlesex Militia began to teach men of the Royal Engineers Law to manipulate balloons. In the latter part of the nine- teenth century the Royal Aircraft Estab- lishment was founded at South Farnborough, England. It was not until 1911, however, that the army decided to establish an air battalion of Royal Engineers, one company to ex- periment with lighter-than-air craft, and the other with heavier-than-air craft. In 1912 King George V signed a charter establishing the Royal Flying Corps with Naval and Military Wings. The Naval Wing became the Royal Naval Air Service CR. N. A. SJ, remaining as such until it merged with the Royal Flying Corps gxR. F. C.J in 1918, to form the Royal Air orce. When war broke between England and Germany in August 1914, Squadrons 2, 3, 4, and 5 went to France under the comm- and of Brigadier-General Sir David Hen- derson. These squadrons were equipped with Farman Blinot and B. E. 2 C. machines. These types, were at best flimsy structures of wire, wood and fabric, mounting engines which fumed and jerked protestingly, as they carried their daring passengers aloft, The men who flew out those happy-go- lucky autumn mornings had no machine- guns for protection. Instead the pilot car- ried a service revolver and his passenger a riiile or a shot-gun firing slugs designed for cutting flying wires. But with these ill- suited weapons they flew as long as their petrol would allow, scouting for enemy troops and directing gun-fire accordingly by Morse, at the same time endeavoring to keep their slow-flying ships in the air. Up to 1915 the aerial cavalry attempted to annihilate each other by shooting at one another with their shot-guns and rifles They even attempted to drop bombs on each other. Then, in that year Anthony Fokker's speedy, easily-manoeuvered little scouts appeared on the scene. Tony Fokker was a Dutchman who had previously offered his services to the allies but had been turned down. Subsequently he turned LUX GLEBANA to the Central Powers and was received with open arms. With the appearance of these little ships which fired a machine-gun through their propellor arcs, the pendulum of aerial supremacy swung to the side of our enemy. Many an allied squadron or flight returned from a trip over the lines leaving a good number of their comrades down in enemy country. The slaughter from 1915 on was particularly strong in the R. F. C. and scarcely a week went by with- out replacements both in men and machines arriving at the front. Thus it raged for months, while such great enemy aces as Immelman and Boelke rode their stars in the heavens. The British and French brought out many pusher types perhaps the most famous being the F. E2 B. which lasted the war. ,Then late in 1915 the Constantinesco gear was invented by a Rumanian army officer and with this mounted on the ma- chines, the machine-gun could be fired through the propellor arc. With the help of this device the allies managed to stagger back to their feet. In 1917 the allies designed such splendid little scouts as the Sopwith Camel , Cso- called because of the peculiar hump on the fuselagej, the S. E5, the S. P. A. D., and the Neuports XXVII and XVIII. The Bristol works in England designed the Bristol Fighter fthe beloved Bris-fit J, a two- seater machine of fine qualifications. Of all these machines the Sopwith Camel is considered the most outstanding developed during the war. It was fast and easily manoeuvered. Moreover, it could dive like a swallow without shedding its fabric or losing its wings. The enemy countered by bringing out the Fokkers D-VII and D-VIII, the different Phalz and Albatross models. But the allies, slowly, yet surely, 'began to gain aerial supremacy and after the last great German offensive of March 1918, they reached the top and so remained until the Central Powers sued for peace in November 1918. At the end of the war the R. A. F. had a total of ten thousand, three hundred- and-fifteen planes, a good third of the pilots and men in the R. A. F. being Canadian. In March 1918 the R. F. C. was re- organized and, with the R. N. A. S. formed into the Royal Air Force. It might be noted here that the R. N. A. S. carried on the best traditions of the silent service and did remarkable workin home and coast- al defense. This section of the navy used blimps for scouting over the North Sea, also many of the heavier-than-air craft that were being used on the Western Front, as well as machines best suited to their type of work such as the Short Skirl . One of Page 17