Lindsay Collegiate and Vocational Institute - Tatler Yearbook (Lindsay, Ontario Canada)

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THE L. C. I. TATLER 21 lished in the history of the school out- lining in every detail the school year. The different departments in the book were so well organized that the reader misesd not the slightest part of the year's events. May I say to every student attending the L.C.I. that the Tatler is an invaluable remembrance for future years. Yours sincerely, BILL REID, President of Central Athletic Society ,mill- Dear Editor:- On behalf of the members of the Lit- erary Society Executive I wish to extend to you our sincere wishes for a success- ful Tatler for the year 1933. Each of us thoroughly enjoy reading your ever pop- ular publication and delight especially in reading through the older copies which hold a prominent place on our book shelves. We wish to thank you especially for the splendid pages which have always been devoted to our activities and to Wish you a successful year. Realizing that, the Tatler-the year book for 1933-will not only be a success but bigger and better than ever. We are, Yours respectfully, Lindsay Collegiate Institute Literary, Society, Robert E. Gregory, President. Dear Editor:- I write on behalf of and at the urgent request of a large body of students who feel that 'the Anti-Gum Chewing Ban which is being enforced so rigorously by certain teachers should be lifted. It is one of the things which relieves the monotony of a hard day's work, a pleasant change for tired nerves and a mild form of relaxation. One is spurred on to do greater things. It is especially beneficial in working prob- lems and hard French sentences. It is a pastime handed down from earliest antiquity. Why the Romans chewed it, the Egyptians chewed it and I guess they chewed it on the Ark be- cause so many people in such close quart- ers :floating around for such a long time would need some diversion, because I don't remember that we had jig-saw puzzles then. And so, my dear editor, I am sure you will use your iniiuence in having some amendments put on this law. Thanking you for you valued space. I remain your obedient servant, EDWARD TANGNEY. the editur of the tatlr. deer madem ras si understan yu are?- i feel that i have darn gude reeson for riteing this leetr eevn tho i dont go to yur skule and am jest as glad i never did enyway and i dont by yur tatlr eether but as i am a sitisen of this counti and a hard wurking man to as eny of mi naybors wood be glad to tel yu were yu intirestid enuf to ask them which you probabibli are not. i am the ownur of a nise prosprus farm which enybody wood wan-t if they did and i am lokated heer in a mighti fine gude farming secshun with gude conveenienses to and also. Well last summr didnt i go to wurk and make miself sum of the dandiessed gude old cidar that yu evr layed esy on and tasted to, me figgerin that eny man who wurks as hard as i have from chiledberth to an age of fifty won yeers is entiteled to a little pleshure now and then eevn if it is seldom. well ser or madem as the case maybe, didnt i go put this sheer cidar in the barn to kule off eeven tho it nevr was hot but just as the sayin is to let every thing get down where it shud be or up prhaps. Enyway i had just had it out 'ther in the barn not more than a weak karefulli hidd away on account of prinsepels when sum of those dad ratted and skungks of yung wheleps of ibill read and willburr tommas and sech like of pupeles of yur colejate kurn along and gallup it down like sum old topirs or Wurse if Wurse therr is which i so much doute. for which reeson i am veri antag- nistick agenste thees boo yung pupps and philps and agennst the wurld in ginerel thanking yu for this spase but suggestting that i wood be veri pleesed were it to but lay m.i hands on yu or any of such of the skungks frlun yur skule as stated EZRA FLAW.

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20 THE L. C. I. TATLER in my opinion, very losely resembles an Indian reserve. Being a married man and having, there- fore, no designing amlbitions, I feel that I can speak boldly and frankly. Although I do not mean to say that my opinion is that of the entire male student body, I feel that I have sufficient backing to write this letter, but please, for my sake. don't let anyone know my real name. The Hermits Club. I feel are supporting me, but in case of an uprising, however, they form a very small amount of support. What do you intend to do about this? Can I rely on your co-operation or must I lay my complaint before the Town Council? Yours Superficially, THE DEI-MOON. Dear Editor: On behalf of the modern girl I wish to make a statement in reply to some of the fanatical suggestions of the modern young men. If the girls of -to-day should be willing to return to bustles, flannel petticoats, cotton stockings an-d button boots, would the young men consider co- cperating with us in regard to chin whiskers, high starched collars, white vests, and horn-toed shoes? Would they also consider returning to 'the state of bicycles ibuilt for two, buggy-rides and tot- ing around ten-cent bags of peppermints? Would they be willing to suffer the indig- nity at nine o'clo-ck of having father, who is standing in the doorway with an alarm clock, pull that time worn gag-'ADO you play checkers son? Well, it's your move. If the young gentlemen who are com- plaining, will sign a petition agreeing to return to these former atrocities, we mod- ern maidens will in turn sign an agree- ment submitting to their proposals even though, deep in our hearts, we believe them to be revolutionary. We are quite confident that our sug- gestion will receive fair consideration and deliberation by the members of the Tatler staff which is composed tmainlyb of superior and intellectual minds. Subrnissively Yours, SOULFUL SADIE. Dear Editor:- We. the members of the Tatler staff, wish to take this opportunity of voicing our appreciation to the Lindsay Boys' Ban-cl for the way they have supported the school in so many events. They have co-operated with Mr. Couke in regard to the school orchestra, and by adding a drawing attraction to one of our most important rugby games. We feel that the boys are doing great work, both in the school and in public affairs, and we are very glad of this chance to congratulate all the members, on behalf of the student body, for the splendid work they have done, and to wish them every success for the future. Sincerely, THE TATLER STAFF. Dear Editor:- In the column of your book, I wish to present -a suggestion for the further beau- tification of our school. To a certain ex- tent horticulture has vbeen attempted, but we feel that it has not been given pro- per consideration and attention by the student body. I feel that 'there are a great number of students in our school who greatly appreciate flowers and are deeply interested in horticulture and who would if given an opportunity display their skill to advantage. My suggestion is that an L:C.I. Horticultural Society be formed by such students as have more or less adopted horticulture as their hobby. I feel sure that such a movement would receive the assistance and co-operation of the Lindsay Horticultural Society and private citizens interested in this pro- gressive step. In regards to the expendi- ture necessary for the development of this movement, I feel conident that the 'town people Will assist in a practical manner. Hoping this suggestion will meet with approval and be taken up immediately and supported in a worth while manner, I remain. Respectfully yours, SYBIL PICKERING. Dear Editor:- I consider it an honor to be given an opportunity of expressing my views on the 1931-32 Tatler. This was one of the finest books pub-

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THE L. C. I. TATLER 2 pq, wr an 5 - 4, 1 Y .. FEAR his lips suddenly. That doctor-He had llst prize senior short storyl lGreta B. Coshl We1l? The voice was querulous and had a cur- ious rasping quality. The shrewd eyes of the doctor noted the gray pallor of the face, the haunted eyes of the man. The eyes searched the mask-like face of the doctor, who glanced rapidly away. He felt suddenly very tired and old-for he had seen fear in the man's eyes and he could offer no help. The man would tell him nothing. The quietly level tones of the doctor fell flatly into the silence between them. You must get rest. Would it not be possible for you to leave the city? Now, a quiet place in the country - - And the doctor poised slim fingers together. Then lips curler ironically into a. semb- lance of a smile. Rest? Yes, he needed rest. He knew that. But when? How? How find rest for a sick mind, a soul in torment? Was he going mad? Fear clutched at his heart, made him lurch and catch sharply at the door-knob. What a fool he had been to consult a doctor. He laughed suddenly, hollowly and with- out mirth. Horrible to hear a man laugh like that, thought the doctor as he usher- ed out his patient and glanced after him down the snow-covered street. Poor beg- gar! The doctor shrugged his shoulders. nodded vaguely at the stiifly-starched nurse, recalled himself sharply and said All right-next. ::: ::: sf A quiet place in the country the doctor had said. Well, he was here. It had not been so difficult to get away. Young Rhodes would take his place efficiently enough, if not with finesse. There had been just a suspicion of smugness in his Don't worry, Mr. Vail. We'll carry on all right. Luck and health to you, Sir. He felt suddenly and definitely alone. EXCGIN fOr Perry, the setter, he was alone-there was no doubt about rthat. The hunting-lodge was miles from the nearest village and almost smothered in snow. He sank down wearily into the rough seat in front of the red flames he had coaxed into life. A wry smile twisted not expected to 'be taken so literally-He wondered if he had been wise to come alone to this hunting shack of his. He ful fashion. He spread fthe fingers and slowly clenched them into fists. Dusk crept steadily into dusty corners. in its clutches, he could only drown. It was good to be so tired, one could not think. Thoughts brought always an en- gulfing tide of black despair and once Vail stirred uneasily. He felt cold. Rising jerkily, he caught up sticks from the pile and hurriedly thrust rthem into the sickly fire. With curious intentness he Watched thin blue flames 'brighten into flaring red. Ah, that was better. The heat was a drug. He felt strangely calm. He was aware vaguely of the fretful sobbing of the wind in the evergreens. Soon that too became remote. There was another sound. It clutched at him persistently- annoyingly. Irt pulled him hack for an instant from the sleep he Wanted-need- ed. A thin knife-edge of fear struck deep. Was someone knocking at the frost cofv- ered window. But wait. He remembered now. A tree grew there-bare branches were tapping sharply. He lay back limply, exhausted. Was there no rest in sleep? He saw again the mob in the court room. Lean, vulture-like faces, drinking in every detail of the sordid story. Inhuman faces. In- human people. He did not want to look at the prisoner. He would not look at the prisoner. He had to look at the pris- oner. A sick wave of horror gripped him. The man was gazing at ihim. 'I'he eyes were coolly speculative. Vail realized that the man knew. The eyes held a message for him. They said wait. A long shud- dering tremor laid hold of him and he awoke. A slight movement of the setter at his feet cleared his confused senses-though the face with the accusing eyes seemed to leer from the dark corners, to smirk from the flames. With coldly sweating hands he clutched a stick and poked the fire viciously. He found himself listening in- tently. The low wailing Wind had risen to a screech. The shack trembled and creaked painfully under the lash of it.