Indian Head Collegiate - Whisper Yearbook (Indian Head, Saskatchewan Canada)

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THE WHISPER 13 MEATS THAT PLEASE AND SATISFY The City Meat Market D. S. Irwin Proprietor Grand Avenue Indian Head Collegiate Students! ATTENTION ! F OR the special benefit of all students we re¬ ceive every Thursday, direct from the coast, beautiful Fresh Fish. Use it regularly and your hard studies will become a joke. When you are out for a hike or a picnic come and bring your basket—we have everything in the eats to make your recreation the happiest. Tell mother to visit our store—the most up-to-date in Saskat¬ chewan. THE OTTAWA MEAT MARKET Phone 334 E. H. Arnold, Proprietor Indian Head

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12 THE WHISPER Dawn The morning sun shines aglow, From behind the hill and low The hysteric cry of the loon asounds Through the dense mist that bounds, And slowly rises with a gentle wind. Ducks and grebes of many a kind, Quack and splash in distant marsh ; The gulls with voice ranging harsh, Climb the scale, quaver and fall. Terns with swallow tails, fall On the wary fish, dive and halt, Catching their prey without fault, Flap nervously upward and again, Fly and hover to repeat the same. The cricket in the dewy grass, Ticks slowly in its morning mass. The ’hopper goes singing past on wing, And the thrush starts to sing Its thrilling song, starting high, Coming down, halted by a sigh, To lower again, like a wirery song Sung in hollow barrel round. The hawk with its piercing cry Wheels to windward, rising high And rejoicing on its rabbit meals ; Floats on wing then reels and reels Upward to its airy vigil, To meditate upon its kill. The catbird in hawthorne bush, Whines between the song of the thrush, Alternately as if rightly planned. The bohemians with uneven band, Gather at rest on a cherry tree, Considering where the next move will be, The wild canary with twittering notes, Sings in its flight, then floats, To rise again, with closed wings, Uttering its song with a merry ring. So every bird with itself concerned, Awakens, its hazards to be learned ; A bird alone, a friend of none, Each this law they keep—and dumb. The sun is rising, the mist is clearing, Man and his works put in a showing. The mournful bark of a lonesome dog ; And cattle plunging around a bog. A thin blue cloud of smoke is seen, From the cottage across the green ; All starting the perpetual round Of another day, and each is bound To try again life’s joy and sorrow ; To prepare for the coming morrow, And the promise of a pleasant day, Counted by young as years away, Where there is eternal light, With Dawn supreme—and never night. EDWARD HART Grade X.

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14 THE WHISPER The Editorial Staff Front Row : Dorothy Johnson, Dorothy Mackay Back Row : Cecelia Blackwood, Gordon Jackson, Austin Dewar, Kathleen Hamilton Success Would you be great scholars or suc¬ cessful merchants— strive and you will succeed. Strive in season, and out of season, early and late, night and morn¬ ing and success will come. It may be tardy, it may linger, reluctant to ap¬ proach, but it will come. Do not worry if success does not come all at once. The world grows men as it does forest trees— by minute additions. We never see them grow, but only know that they have grown. Entertain no thought of defeat : Mental anxiety takes away vitality and push and leaves lassitude and languor. But the self-poised man has confidence in himself to dare and do; he never wob¬ bles or staggers from side to side, but pushes right ahead as in a straight course, keeping his destiny ever in view. Those who believe in themselves, who are conscious of their own force of character, of brain and of body, touch the wire of infinite power and can accomplish what would be impossible to those who lack the vital energy which waits on self con¬ centration and knows not worry. There is enough of this vital energy wasted in useless harmful worry to run all the af¬ fairs of the world. Entertain no thought of defeat, marshall your forces, put them in charge of those two invincible officers “I can” and “I will” and you need not fear, but you will win a glorious victory and plant your standard on the sun kissed heights of success. LAWRANCE McKENNA CLIFF. DOUGLAS Grade XI