Havergal College - Magazine Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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Havergal College Magazine THE DOLLS ' TEA PARTY. Form I. had a dolls ' tea party one Friday afternoon in January. They all brought dolls or Teddy bears. The day was a cold one, so all the guests were warmly dressed by their parents. They took oft their wraps in Form I. Room, and the dolls were much admired. Jane, a doll half as big as her mother, was elegantly dressed in a red velvet coat and hood and a white dress, and all said she was the belle of the party, though many others were very pretty, too. The gentlemen were represented by John Chinaman, Eric Bell, a Teddy bear, and Jim Hop-o-my-thumb. Jim amused the guests by standing on his head and tumbling over. The girls ' sitting-room was lent for the reception, and as the guests arrived they were seated at Kindergarten tables, which were loaded with candies, cake, biscuits and fruit. Then Eric, the Teddy bear, said : Every one please hear me — Now, listen to what I say — No lessons until Monday, A jolly good time to-day : Biscuits and cake and candy, Each child shall have a large piece ; Let ' s place our chairs quite handy, Let ' s always remember ' please ' . And then the fun began. How the hostesses did enjoy admir- ing their guests as the hosts passed around the cake! Dorothy ' s tiny white teeth looked so pretty, and Marjorie held her biscuit so cleverly in her little hand. John Chinaman ate so much that his head shot up in the air and showed a big fan below. When the bell rang the guests departed, very pleased with their afternoon. Party described by Airdrie Bell and Eric Severin. Form I. SLEEPY LAND Oh, tell me what is behind the moon, Behind that globe of light? There ' s a beautiful land, with a merry band Of fairies, happy and bright. The name of that land is Sleepy Land, Where all little children go ; And together they ' re flocked and to sleep they ' re rocked, With a motion soft and slow. Come, Baby dear, and we ' ll wander off, Strolling hand in hand ; And we ' ll go away at the close of day To that beautiful Sleepy Land. Jocelyn Allan, Upper IV. 62

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Havergal College Magazine unioT brms l.H.UL.m l£Wtf 4J THE PRINCE CLIMBER. Once upon a time there was a very rich princess who was a very great favourite with all her friends. One night her mother was going to give a ball, and she sent her daughter out to gather some wild roses for the ball. As she was picking them a kind- looking old lady came up to her and asked for whom she was picking roses, and when she answered for my mother, the kind- looking old lady asked her if she would take some roses to her house and wait till she came, and she would give her some powder to make her face sweet and pink. When the old lady came in the young girl was waiting for her. The kind-looking old lady was not a kind lady at all, but an old witch who had a spite against the princess ' mother. She now took advantage of her trust, and shut the princess up in a tower, where she cried all the time. One day the old witch had gone out. As the maiden was weeping at the window she heard a beautiful voice singing one of her favourite songs. She joined in, and the singer stopped to listen and then walked on to see where the voice came from. Seeing the lovely princess at the window, he asked her why she was there. She told him her story and how she longed to be free, and he said he was a good climber, and with his wonderful boots to aid him he could climb the wall. Up he got in a minute, and, taking the lovely princess in his arms, he climbed down again and ran swiftly to the palace. Her mother was so glad to see her that she promised the princess for a wife, and they were married and lived happily ever after. Edith Lay ton, Form II. THE SNOW MAN. One day last wyk Ray and Walter made a snow man in the back yard. When it was finisht they went to the house and tolde thare mother that thare was a poor man out in the back yared. Oh, poor feloe, bring him in, she sed, as she ran to the windoe. Ray and Walter laft til theyr sids ware sore when theyr mother saw hoo it was. Herbert Moody, aged 7 years, Form I. 61

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Havergal College Magazine HALLEYS COMET. Once upon a time, many years ago, a huge old giant was sitting on a hill. He had had heaps of power given him by the fairy Goodness, provided he used it well, and as a sign of this, she had given him a beautiful tail of a white, filmy material. But now, the giant had used his power to dry up a great and mighty river which flowed through the land; but this was not all. He had thoughtlessly turned some people who bothered him into mosqui- toes, and, as there was no water, this caused a great deal of suffer- ing both to people and animals. And now he was to meet Goodness on the hill and to learn his fate. Suddenly a white light covered the hill, and the giant saw Goodness before him. I have decided your fate, said she. Your beautiful tail is to be taken away and you are to be changed into a lifeless thing, to float through the sky. Oh! Oh! cried the giant. I can ' t bear it! Oh, beautiful fairy, can ' t you leave me my lovely tail? Angry as she was, Goodness could not break the giant ' s heart, so she said: Very well; though you don ' t deserve it, you may keep your tail. But now you must be changed into a comet. So saying, she waved her wand over him, repeating the words: Flick! Flop! Hoop! La! He hon! As she spoke, the huge figure was transformed into a lifeless comet to float above the world, until one day a man called Halley, looking through a tele- scope, discovered it. It now appears every 75 years, and no one ever thinks it is the remains of a wicked giant. Mary Estlin, Form IV. Lower. LA SALLE DE CLASSE. Voici la salle de classe de la quatrieme Classe B. La chambre est grande ; a gauche il y a deux fenetres, a droite il y a une porte. Entre les fenetres et la porte il y a 15 pupitres. A chaque pupitre une petite fille est assise, quelques enfants sont petites, les autres sont grandes, tontes sont jolies. Nous sommes des excellentes enfants mais quelquefois nos oreillers de plumes sont si moux que nous nous levons tard, et nous arrivons tard a l ' ecole. Alors notre institutrice n ' est pas contente avec nous et nous sommes obligees a rester apres l ' heure de l ' ecole pour reciter nos lecons. Nons aimons les jeux et la gymnase, nous jouons le basket- ball, la balle et le hockey. Nous jouons aussi le piano, mais nous ne jouons pas la flute ni la harpe. Elsie Scrimes, Form IV. Lower. 63