Havergal College - Magazine Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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Havergal College Magazine this month. The cattle ' s names are Bill, Jerry, Star, and Dolly the calf. We have dogs here to pull the sleighs to the nets on the lake, and we look at the nets often and get lots of fish. Do you love reading books? I do ! I love to read books of adventure, such as True Blue, The Coral Island, The Young Fur Traders and Peter the Whaler. I have three books of my own and have read them. I hope you will receive this letter and will answer it as soon as you. With best wishes to you. Good-bye. I remain, your sincere friend, ANDREW CAMPBELL. Before Christmas the Rev. and Mrs. Cavalier, home on fur- lough from their missionary work in India, stayed in Havergal for a week. Mrs. Cavalier talked to us at Prayers one day about the girls and women of India, and we learnt a good deal about India at other times during their stay with us. In February we were fortunate in having an address from another Missionary working in India, Dr. Archer. By his stories of the good that doctors can do for the people of India, and of the love and gratitude that the patients feel towards them, he made us feel that Medical Missionaries can do more than any others, perhaps, to spread Christianity. Here at Havergal we are helping to support a little girl in India through the Zenana Mission Guild. This Guild holds its meetings in the Library at 7.30 every Monday evening, and can again report a good year ' s work. Before Christmas we were hard at work making things for the December Bazaar, which was a great success; we also dressed dolls to send to India. At present we are planning and preparing for a Tea in the near future, which we hope will be as successful as the Bazaar. Most of the boarders belong to the Guild, but we should like to see them all join, and our numbers increased from the Day School too. The fee is only 25c a term, the meetings, which are arranged by Miss McDonald, are very enjoyable, and through the Guild we are doing something to help forward the cause of Missions. From her dentist ' s out rushed Dolly Peatt, Driven forth by the fire ' s awful heat; Post haste to the store, Home-work books to buy more. For diligence can you this beat? 56

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Havergal College Magazine Utaatnnarg Nhuh The annual Bazaar which we hold in June in aid of Madeline Etenaishi, of the Hay River Mission, was so successful last year that we were able to double our contribution. This good result was largely due to the kindness of the friends who helped us, and we thank them very much. When Bishop Stringer was passing through Winnipeg on his way to England in October, he was kind enough to find time to take Prayers for us one morning, and to tell us about his work in the Yukon District. He had seen Madeline too, and gave us a very good report of her Scripture paper. After his visit, we began to think of our Christmas presents for the Hay River Mission. We could only send small gifts because of the difficulties of postage, but we found that hand- kerchiefs, neckties, hair ribbons and collars would easily go into envelopes with a letter. We have had most grateful letters from our little friends in reply, and some of them even enclosed bead work serviette rings of their own making. Below is a letter that Miriam Rowley received from one of the boys at the Mission: Dear Miriam, — Many thanks for sending me a letter, and necktie and a handkerchief by last mail, they reached me in the New Year. I am not so little as you think I am, because you called me little friend in the letter. I am five feet four inches high and weigh 117 pounds. Yes, our winter began long ago, we skated in October when you were writing; I can skate well now. There are seventeen boys in the school, five little boys, five middle-sized boys and seven big boys. We play shinny or hockey in the winter. I am going to draw you a picture of boys play- ing hockey, though I ' m a poor artist. In the summer we go bathing. Can you swim? The girls here don ' t go bathing. Last summer I learnt to swim; now I can swim more than three hundred yards. We play football and other games in the summer. We boys build toy boats; last summer I built a boat and called it Fire- Fly. I hope to make a schooner and I am going to call it Miriam. Do you like to see Boy Scouts marching? I have never seen a Boy Scout yet, but I have read a book all about them. I would like to become one of them, but I haven ' t got the uni- form. I can camp out, both in winter and summer; I have shot ducks, rabbits, ptarmigan and ground hogs. We have three cattle, a calf and a horse, the horse ' s name is Slim. I have rode him many times. I work at the stable 55

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Havergal College Magazine ii rijnnl l£ntprtatnm?nts THE MASQUERADE. On the last day of October, 1913, at 8 o ' clock in the evening, all the mistresses and girls came down for the fun and dances of the Masquerade, which was to take place in the Assembly Hall. They gathered in the darkened room in many different costumes. There were ladies of the eighteenth century mingling with Eed Indians, and sailor girls and boys ; there were clowns, Eastern beauties and Quaker girls. The Three Musketeers were to be seen chatting with milkmaids and shepherdesses, and for once a pirate and a jude:e met for friendly conversation. The whole scene was a medley of different characters, colours and costumes, and many of the wearers, who had manufactured their own dresses, were highly complimented. Miss Jones, as Di Vernon, with Cecily Mortlock in a fear- some mask, for partner, headed the Grand March. We paraded round the house, up the back stairs, round dark corners, through the studio, guided only by one candle, for all the other lights were turned out. After the march was over we return ed to the Assembly Hall, where dancing began, led off by Miss Jones. While we were dancing, the staff adjudged the prizes, and after we had had supper Miss Jones announced the results. The Staff Prize was awarded to Miss Stephenson, who looked very charming: in a Harem costume ; Thelma Duncan, attired as a shepherdess, won the prize for the prettiest costume ; and Alice McBride, who was unrecognisable as a Zulu Chief, received the prize for the funniest costume. After singing Auld Lang Syne and God Save the King, and thanking Miss Jones for the very pleasant evening we had spent, we retired to bed to dream of witches and pumpkins ! A. McBRIDE. FORM I. XMAS PARTY. One day just before Xmas we thought we would give a party and each ask a friend. It took us a long time to write the invitations, but at last the notes to Miss Wakely, Form II., and other friends were sent off; and then how pleased we were to get their answers. At last the day came. We met our guests in the Assembly Hall, and when all were here we took them to the Library to have tea. The little tables looked so pretty decorated with Xmas favours and crackers, and dainty Xmas place cards showed us where to sit, each by the friend we had in- vited. The nice sandwiches, cake, fruit, biscuits and candy soon were gone, and then off we went to the Hall to play games. 57