London Central Secondary School - Golden Glimpses Yearbook (London, Ontario Canada)

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Tl-IE Retribution N a deserted, out-of-the-way corner of old London, a man hastened along the street. He was clothed in a black, drab, ill-fitting overcoat and wore a black felt hat pulled well over his eyes. Although the day was mild, he was muffled to the chin and wore heavy woollen gloves. He had a furtive air about him, and walked with that peculiar, side-long glance of one who believes he is being followed. Suddenly he dodged up a small, dirty side alley. He walked down a few steps fitted a rusty key into an equally rusty lock and, by dint of much pushing and heaving, succeeded in opening the door. The large room was a bewildering maze of scientific paraphernaliawretorts, test-tubes, beakers of weirdly-coloured liquids and red-hot ovens. In three minutes the man was busy at work- mixing, grinding, distilling, talking to himself. At- tracted by a slight noise from a corner, he uttered a fearful oath, strode over to the corner, and dragging out a small monkey, beat it unmercifully, despite its almost human cries. He returned hurriedly to his work, and in ten seconds the incident was forgotten-by the man. The monkey cringed in in the corner, absolutely motionless, nursing his wrongs and his bruises. REVIEW 15 f f f jack Rohafrts Slowly the man's face was transfigured. The small, pig-like eyes gleamed avariciously, a grim smile spread over the slash of a mouth. While pouring the last two tubes of vaporous, evil-smelling semi-liquids into a small, square, earthen dish, he uttered a long, whistling excuse for a laugh. At last, he murmured, at last, the secret of the centuries, the secret of Time-Alchemy! I have produced gold from lead! The world is mine I Once again a soft murmur was heard from the corner. The man was so occupied that he did not notice it. It increased in intensity until it was a frenzied chatter. The monkey leaped from the corner, landing in the midst of the test-tubes, retorts and bunsen burners, knocking them over, throwing them in all directions. His keen, fear- crazed eyes lit on the earthenware dish. It was a race between the man and the monkey. The monkey won. Twenty-four hours later, attracted by mad screams and bursts of insane laughter, a police- man forced his way into the underground retreat. Here, in a wilderness of broken glass, he found a madman who chattered of gold, and a dead monkey. Q O Q Not What She Wanted ETER PRESTON was one of those one-in-a thousand boys. He was tall and dark, and possessed a remarkable set of teeth, that when he smiled, gave one the same shock as that of having a flashlight suddenly flashed in his eyes. Oh yes, he could wear clothes, he had a car, he had many things, but he did not have ---- ! Sf' ll . in .I J : 4 HV! .:..,:.-wa, V, 'si' ' - U.. -.-. CLUMSY second glance, and rarel Peter, of course, was the idol of ninety-nine percent of the girls in the school, but, to his dismay, there was one girl in the one hundreth percent class who was the only girl Peter cared one bit about. Her name was Betty Dean. Peter knew that - he found it out from the other boys who all knew her. He also knew that she was the prettiest girl in the school, and that she did not give him a the first Eve da he y - , ry Y saw her somewhere. He even picked up her ' Marion Keene Second Prize Story---Illiddle and Upper School Geometry case which he had purposely knocked out of her hands one day, but, instead of a sweet smile and a hesitating thank-you, he received a sharp reproof- clumsy. The school had gone rugby-mad this season. Peter thought it a lot of nonsense. He listened to a lot of talk about it, but soon lost all interest. All he could gather was that they needed a new quar- ter-back. Oh well, he was safe, he did not know the first thing about it. Peter was trying to solve the great problem, as he walked down Main Street one busy Saturday morning. NVhy didn't Betty like him or even ipeak to him? Yesterday, she practically snubbed im. Suddenly he heard a gay laugh behind him. Only one person on earth had a sweet laugh like that. He turned around to see Betty coming through the morning shoppers, with four boys trailing after her. On a leash, was a small foolish looking dog, which everyone stepped on, causing the poor creature to howl at intervals. The little dog stood it until he could endure it no more. Suddenly he bolted, right out of Betty's hand and disappeared in the crowd. Immediately there was I Continued on page 83

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THEREVIEW 'I7 Editor - - - Evelyn Coughlin 44 44 P7 77 Music so softens and disarms the mind, That not an arrow doth resistance jimi , HWaller. NE of the most important as well as enjoyable phases of our curriculum is auditorium sing- ing, and it is interesting for the seniors to look back over their school career and note the distinct changes and improvements that it has undergone. The amount of singing has increased -con- siderably, from the time when Mr. Lethbridge conducted singing in the school each Friday, until now we enjoy it three days a week. Also, the spirit and enthusiasm of auditorium songs have been enlivened by the accompaniment of the school orchestra. Under the able leadership of Mr. Carr, many new songs, at once popular with the student body, have been introduced. Particularly are we proud of our rousing new school song, of which not only the words but also the music, were composed by Mr. Carr. An extra section, inserted in the song books three years ago, made possible greater variety in the programme. Another thing, of which we had very little in former years, was tried, the presenta- tion of more musical talent in the auditorium exercises. This plan proved a great success, and we hope to have even more of it in the future. Community singing is generally considered to be at its best at the time of our Remembrance Day programme, when the entire school, as a unit, joins in song. This year, community singing in the individual years has been encouraged more than before, by means of the organization of the year meetings, held in the gymnasium once a week. Many changes and improvements for the better in auditorium singing have been carried out during the past, and we hope that the future holds even bigger and better musical years. - Editor. UU El The Orchestra Once more the third period found the orchestra members tuning up for practice. With Mr. Carr conducting, Miss Gilles at the piano and Mr. Maddeford playing the trombone, the orchestra of 1933-34 started out on what was to prove a very successful year. Welcome additions were several trombone and trumpet players, besides a 'cellist and violist. Two new trumpets, six new stands, and a number of lights were purchased. This additional member- ship andlequipment meant a great deal to the organization. THE ORCHESTRA Front row-left to right-Orion Hall, John Husher, Jean Porter, Kay Probyn. Mary Melnick, Mary WVhale, Don Urquhart, David Lumb. Second row-Walter Smith, Ted Ruse, Jim Leighton, Ed Wilson, Don Miller, Bill O'Brien, Jack Winterbottom, Doris Kingsmill. Third row-Don McLennan, Dudley Thompson, Geof. Miller, Miss A. Gilles, Mr. D. H. Carr, Mr. C. WV. Maddeford, Harold Scott, Eugene Aristotie, Ed. Crowe, Rus Maguire, Jack Peters, Garth Cambridge. Fourth row-King Vogan, Jack Morgan. Absent-Wilson Wright, Lew Falconer.