Kingston Collegiate and Vocational Institute - Times Yearbook (Kingston, Ontario Canada)

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43 I TON cou.eGlA'rs IVOCATIONAL lN.f'rlTu'rs A TALL STORY fFirst Prize Humorous Story-Bill Simmons, SBJ It was a typical Northern Ontario morning. The air was as crisp and fresh as the snow on which Dead-Shot Dick, the famous Southern hunter, was walking. Dead-Shot Dick was the most famous hunter in all the North country. His aim was as deadly as the sting of the poison snake, thus having earned for himself the coveted nickname of Dead-Shot . Dead- Shot could ham-string a moose at three hundred yards with his rifle and he had been known to light matches at five hundred paces by striking their heads with a bullet. Qn this beautiful December morn, Christmas morn it was, he was setting out for his blind to shoot a few ducks for his Christmas dinner. Dick's blind was situat- ed on the edge of a small pool about ten feet square. When Dick reached the pool he found its surface as clear as glass. Although the temperature was ten below the water had not frozen because it was so still. Dick loaded his shot-gun and sat down in his blind to wait. He waited for three hours, but not a duck did he see. He was about to give up and go to his cabin when he heard a great whirring of wings overhead. Seventy-five ducks appeared above his head and suddenly the whole flock flew down from the sky and came to rest on the pond with much flapping of wings. Dead-Shotw Dick was so taken aback by the appearance of so many ducks that he forgot he even had a shot-gun. But a greater surprise still was in store for Dead-Shotf, When the birds came to light on the calm surface of the pool Cwhose waters had been cooled below freez- ing pointl the agitation of the water caus- cd it to freeze, and a thin layer of ice form- cd over the surface of the pond, imprison- ing the seventy-live ducks. When Dick had recovered somewhat from his astonishment, he crawled out on the thin ice and endeavoured to chop a few birds free. In the meantime the birds had begun flapping their wings and suddenly the whole sheet of ice rose up in the air with Dead-Shot Dick in the centre. Higher and higher flew the ducks until they were three thousand feet up. Then the sun came out from behind a cloud and the sheet of ice which imprisoned the seventy-five birds began to melt. Was our hero a coward? Did he give up in despair? No. Dead- Shot seized three ducks in each hand just as the sheet of ice broke up and floated safely down to the ground to land in a snowbank outside his own cabin door!!! ALL IN A DA Y'S IVORK fContinued from page 185 ... .. Over rolled the ship to port. There she hung on that dangerous 450 angle, known and dreaded by every sailor. Would she right herself? Would her cargo shift and bring death to all on board? These things flashed across the minds of the crew as they watched the rescue. Slowly she righted herself, a wave lifted her, and slowly she opened the gap be- tween safety and the man on the barge. He seemed to realize his last chance was slowly drawing away. He leaped and grasped the last rung of the ladder, and slowly swung himself in toward the Fal- con's side. Captain Lambert no longer caring to stay in the vicinity of the crew- less barge, and risking collision, signalled for full speedi' as they drew the grim white-faced man over the side. All clear ! shouted the mate, as though he had merely guided the ship from dock. It was all in a day's work. I 'J JL C - QI C? :rss 2239 -19-

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QC KINGJTCSN COLLEG-l-AT-E ' VQCATIQNAL uN.f'ru'ru're -9 ALL IN A DA Y'S WORK fFirst Prize Junior story-Eugene zavifz, 2133 VVhen the Steamer Falcon arrived in Fort William, on October 2, six days over- due, with her stack, rudder and life-boats missing from their proper places, with no barge towing behind, quite naturally she be- came an object of interest. The log-book did not record any of the heroism that had taken place on her storm- swept deck during the terrific gale that had held shipping storm-bound for five days. The mercury had been acting strangely when she left the Soo. Down went the barometer, and slowly the -thermometer rose. At approximately 49 miles from the Soo they had struck a gale of such violence that the waves were lifted by the angry wind and whipped bodily into the air. Even to experienced sailors, such as Captain Charles Lambert, the violent rise, lurch and fall of the vessel proved unnerv- ing. Fifteen minutes of this and the reliev- ing tack parted, leaving the rudder to the mercy of the waves. The barge in tow swayed and pitched crazily, plunging into a trough with a slack cable and then tightening it with a snap that threatened to part that two inch steel strand. We'll have to go about and get the men off the barge, before the cable parts, said the skipper. Call the engine room! Tell them to stand by because we will want plenty of speed shortlyf' he continu- ed, and smiled grimly. The telegraph tinkled stop , then slow astern. Get her stern up wind! he told the wheelsmain. The wheel spun over and slowly her stern swung round into the wind. Hard starboardf' shouted the captain as the telegraph jangled the answering full speed from the engine room. The ship swung round into the trough, and would 'not go further. There she lay, like a helpless creature, the waves crashing on her decks, It was a good thing she had battened hatches, thought the captain as he watched the water pouring over the decks. There's only one thing to do, said the skipper, turning to the mate. So here goes. He grasped the handles of the telegraph, and rang stop , then for the port engine full aheadn, for the starboard engine full astern. The ship staggered and gradually came about, her stern rising to the waves. One, two, three waves struck her stern. The 'phone rang. It was the engine-room calling. The mate turned from the 'phone his face white. The rudder is gone, sir! he informed the captain. Thought it would, muttered the skip- per grimly. Tell them we'll steer by the engines! Down swept the huge ship upon the barge. Towering above the barge, the Falcon bore down her tow. Ticklish busi- ness this, with a sea running twenty and thirty feet high. Collision meant almost certain death. Both engines went full astern. The ship trembled as the barge glanced the Falcon's bow. Sweat broke out on those who had seen the narrow margin with which they had escaped a head-on collision. The ship slowed down and then stopped. She lay rolling and plunging in the waves ten feet from the barge. Ten feet of death, it looked to the two men who were clinging to the barge's rail. How could they cross that space of raging water between the two plunging hulls. First mate Ed. Nicol, seeing the trouble, fought his way down from the wheel-house to the port side. Loosening the rope to the mast-head ladder he let it drop over the side some twenty feet. Lashing it to the rail and then slacking away altogether on rope, he Hung himself on the ladder. As the ship rolled to starboard he yelled- One at a time! Come on, Jim lu The man needed 'no second bidding, he swung himself across the intervening space and on board with the ease that comes from walking on slippery, heaving decks. CContinued on next pagej ...1-S..

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LITERARY SOCIETY Back Row-Ruth Snowden, Betty Wilsoii, Blossom XVillets, Frances Flynn. Front Row-Wfinifrcd Rutledge, Mr. Hitsman, Arthur Collins, Mr. Kelly, Edna Pound SENIOR LITERARY SOCIETY The K.C.V.I. Senior Literary Society for 1931-32 held its nomination and elec- tion meeting on October 9th, 1931. The following officers were elected: Honorary President .... Mr. W. Kelly President ............ XVilliam Simmons Vice-President ....... XVi-nifred Rutledge Secretary ................. Edna Pound Council-Ruth Snowden, Blossom VVillets, Murray Sowards. The Senior Literary Society this year, until after the New Year, has been handi- capped by the lack of an Assembly Hall, due to the construction of the new Tech- nical School. However it was possible to hold one meeting on November 27, 1931, in the old Hall. The programme was presented by 5A and consisted of selections by the School Orchestra, followed by a. short play. The Technical School which was opened on January 29, 1932, provides us with a spacious auditorium in which we hope to hold many more meetings during the re- mainder of the year. Vile feel sure that the students of Ii.C.V.I. will enjoy many successful Liter- ary Meetings in their new Auditorium. JUNIOR LITERARY SOCIETY At a meeting at the beginning of the term the officers for the Junior Literary Society of 1931-32 were elected as follows: Hon. President ............ Mr. Hitsman President ....... .... C arl Britnell Vice-President ............ Freda Collins Secretary ................. Betty Wilson Committee-Frances Flynn, Arthur Collins. The first 'meeti-ng was held on Friday, Feb. 19. The entertainment was provided by forms ID and IIC. There were three plays put on by ID boys, ID girls and IIC girls which were very entertaining. There were also several musical selections, which were very much enjoyed. -20-