Guelph Collegiate Vocational Institute - Acta Nostra Yearbook (Guelph, Ontario Canada)

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ACTA NOSTRA, 1926 13 As an incentive to the necessary profound meditation, some of the Com- mittee can be seen indulging in the products of onie Mr. Wrigley, whose fame is nation wide, and whose products have been the cause of considerable chew- ing in the world. Dis-card-ed papers are strewn on the iioor. Wrinkled brows are much in evidence, and from the appearance of abject despair on some of the faces it might seem as if a jury were deciding the fate of a criminal. It is. however, only the committee at work who are trying to decide upon the name for the G. C.-V. I. Year Book. The choosing of a name for a school publication is a task which, from a superficial glance, might appear very easy. So many names are used now in publications that it behooves us. in selecting a new one. to be at. least o1'iginal. Our task, then, was to select a name which in some measure would indicate the purpose of the Year Book-would be simple and catchy. incap- able of much mispronunciation. and acceptable to the majority. For some reason or other English names did not seem to meet with very much approval. Several French names were submitted, which were short and catchy, but liable to mispronunciation, and we did not wish to feel morally responsible for any possible corruption of the French tongue. Some Latin names were either second hand or did not carry much appeal with them, but when Acta Nostra was suggested each one of the committee grasped at it ea.gerly. Some may say that, having pondered so long and laboriously, we were mentally fatigued and so incapacitated for using our best judgment. Probably so-however, the name has continued to grow steadily in popularity and has made many friends. Our hope is that we may be vindicated by posterity-that Acta Nostra may be perpetuated and live as a dear remem- brance in the hearts of future students so that all may look back with fond 1'eminiscences upon their Alma Mater and be linked to her more strongly even in those years when we of 1926 shall have become part of the dim distant past. , .N l ? '67 fix I . . Nostifd? , 595' U , io fig We 1 . -W- rev-5' i ' ea 03.3,-as.i.A . if'f?,.1,-,Ak 0 I p , 1 ! - Q 'lbggvevsvaie Q 1 71 1 ,X ,f , Y .Y 1 ' AC ef , I V' I . ma qoavokgp 4' G 94 5'-oma emitter f I ,Ei - fin X 4 . 1 dawn r -ax Yipmodcpn Zo ,I , J X 4: hesfl 5 it H vi ,fs vt' - X O fig' 4. T. o 0 cp Q N Q f' vi1'1W:i'4 fer - - Q A Jiiiiif JK gy ' 2 l oi ,gin .A'a 'fiT-fffntr ' 7 - s S 7 1' , fe -i'f 'fF-Qtyui -fe' 1- '-' I 111111411424 I -- if-1 awszgf Laawzifa ai if sen N' 11111111111, 540, 'f ' - . V17 ac, P .: 1 , ff- W 'i ,.f... if Tutu ile. e ff ' Q.. f' ff i - Jg,,f- J' Jag ' ,rw 3 X I Y Q' .r:3 5 e' 'f - ,fm I - , 3,5 A The Committee, D. Davison, Miss Sinclair, Mr. Dixon and M. Watson, at work selecting the name.

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14- AICTA NOSTRA, 1926 HC3reetungs,, Welcome to the G. C.-V. I. new students, old students, new teachers, old teachers. Acta Nostra extends to you a hearty welcome. To the students who have returned to their studies, there are many pleasant friendships and associations to be renewed and continued in the future. Collegiate life with its many joyous incidents and happy days holds before you a glorious time in which much can be accomplished. May it be for all a successful term. To the new-comers much has already been said, and will be said, by practically every speaking element of Collegiate life. particularly by the teach- ers. The young student suddenly transplanted to rather a new environment. in a different atmosphere, and with changed surroundings, sometimes loses sight of the principal reason for which he comes to the G. C.-V. I. While it is well that all students should take an active and intelligent interest in the various Collegiate activities. he should remember that it is for a deiinite purpose that he attends a Collegiate Institute and that to acquit himself well in his stud- ies should. after all. be his highest aim. EDITH MAHONEY. HSandH When I was quite young I remember paddling along the beach writ- ing my name in large letters upon the sand, and .then watching them being erased by the waves. How absolutely they had disappeared: not a sign was left! But one day when I had become older, I went to where 9, rocky head- land jutted out into the sea defying the elements and here on a fallen portion of the cliff I saw deep in solid rock the name of a man. This hardy adventur- er had no doubt left this world. for the date told of many years before. The name was not as finely cut as it had been, but yet the letters were dis- tinctly visible although a thousand storms had blown and millions of waves beaten upon it. How many of us are going to walk along the shore writing our names in sand with whatever instrument is handy? The waves of time are even more destructive of slight structure and half-hearted efforts than are the sea waves. Thousands are to-day spending their strength and times writing their names in sand. imagining that whatever has happened to other names. theirs will survive or be beyond the sea's reach. But they are doomed to disappointment. How different is the case of the person who carves his name in solid rock at the cliff's base. He had to walk a long way and over a rough track be- fore he reached the spot where his name was carved. He may have had to wait many days for suitable conditions. But he overcame all difficulties. And there was his name many years later plain to see. easy to read, and a parable of life, saying to all who looked upon it, If you would make a lasting name. do not write it upon sand. but carve it deep in hard rock. The shore is before us. we may write our names where we please. Every day, made up of many deeds, is a letter inscribed either on sand or carved upon rock. He who lives from day to day, having no goal, possessing no set desire, is certainly writing upon sand. and when the wave has passed no trace of his works will be found. But he who is carving his career, aiming at some worthy goal, making each day and deed contribute -to the same end, is carving his name on rock and the letters of his name will remain for the waves of oblivion can not erase them. D. M. DAVISON, SR. B.