London Normal School - Spectrum Yearbook (London, Ontario Canada)

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SPRING SONG The winter is over, I ts sorrows are past, And summer, sweet summer, Is coming at last. New grass in the fields, New flowers in the woods — Ther e is balm in the breeze From all the new buds! And life once again 1 ts purpose renews, As the grass after rain, Or the cool fragrant dews. Old woes are forgotten, Old heart-aches anil fears; A new joy is begotten, A new hope for the years. For winter is over, Its sorrows are past, And summer, sweet summer, Has come in at last! A. Stevenson. 17 TO A RAINDROP Tiny, shimmering, crystal drop, Wilt not longer stay? Quickly as thou earnest, vet Faster still away. Wast thou from a silver lake, Set in Irish hills? Wast from bubbling brook, maybe, Little, laughing rills? Wast thou stol ' n from caravan? O wind! didst further seek, Softly brushed, an erstwhile tear From a baby ' s cheek? We, like strangers, that first day Knew not one the other, Pondered, it we ever should Better know each other. Now the year is nearly over, We, like raindrops still, Ask where now, ye gods of fortune? What is Heaven ' s great will ?

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THIS IS SPRING King Winter ' s reign has passed away, His castles fall beneath the suns, Life is renewed that felt his sway; His hosts retreat! The victor comes! The sun in golden glory gleams, Wind driven shifting shadows sail. The fields are marked by furrowed seams. Afar there calls a lonely quail. The maples drip with nectar sweet; Above them wing the cawing crows. A dauntless cowslip at my feet Has pushed aside the winter snows. A robin pipes his song for ram, A swallow circles on the wing, And all the world is new again, And echoes answer — This is spring. W. V ES3 Vfr THE MARIGOLD ' S AWAKENING. The swamp is golden touched, this morn, The sleeping buds begin to wake. The sun this message clear hath borne ' Tis time your dreamings to forsake. The breeze retells the story old, And lightly touches the golden cheek, It whispers, laughing, Marigold, l is spring, and you were fast asleep! The thrasher from his maple tower Fills all the valley with his song, The tale he tells the yellow flower Is one he sings the whole spring long. And all things sing it: the killdeer, The willow and the warm, damp earth, W ake up, marigold, spring is here! No time for sleeping, just time for mirth. Erie Lloyd. (Form III.)

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Biographies ALMA ALDERSON 530 English Street, London. Always wears a smile That would almost heal a broken heart. Alma was quite a brilliant scholar at the London Central Collegiate Institute, where she won several scholarships. After graduating from Collegiate, she attended Western for a year, but could not resist the call of teaching, and has since shown the wisdom of her choice. We predict a brilliant future for Alma. KATHLEEN ARMSTRONG Tara, Ontario. She has wit and song and sense. Mirth and sport and eloquence. Tara, Seaforth and Chesley have all had a share in Kathleen ' s education. Beneath that demure, sweet countenance hides a roguish, fun-loving spirit. Lucky are the young hopefuls who will call her teacher. ISABEL I BAIN R. R. No. 3, Woodstock. Never trouble trouble till trouble troubles you. Isabel received her High School education in Woodstock. There she excelled in Science and sports. Since coming to Normal her motto has been that quoted above. At basketball she ' s a wonder. ELECTA BEAMER Strathroy, Ont. A little learning scattered o ' er. A frolic of a year or more. Then presto change and you create A sober Normal graduate. Electa hails from Strathroy, where she attended Public and Collegiate schools. During her brief sojourn there she won a number of prizes, among them the Efficiency, Short Story and Athletic Champ. So you see, she is a winner in more ways than one. EUNICE BEATTY 1389 Dundas Street, London. She has wit. and fun. and fire. Of her as a friend you never would tire. Eunice comes from Whitby, where the greater part of her school life was spent. Whitby ' s loss, however, was London ' s gain. Eunice, we found, was an all-around girl. Her ready wit and cheery personality won her many friends, while her work earned the respect of all. MARY M. BELL Seaforth, Ontario. Standing with reluctant feet Where the brook and river meet. In the little town of Seaforth. on a bright November morn, a little girl named Mary , many years ago, was born. She served her four-year sentence there at S. C. I., and on being granted a parole came to the L. N. S. Just one more. JEAN AND JESSIE BOYES R. R. No. 2, Springfield. ' Why, you are twins — how sweet! Yes, they are twins, Jean and Jessie, who hail from Aylmer Collegiate. Perhaps because they are twins they seem to have a double amount of brains, and each carried off a Carter Scholarship, while attending school in Aylmer. But the twins are not one-sided. They came to our basketball team from the one in Aylmer, and proved to be our strongest players. And are they religious! Didn ' t they both get 100 in the exam.? They are especially well-developed along social lines, for Jessie and Jean enjoy a good time above all things, and cer- tainly make plenty of friends wherever they go. MARY BROCK Thorndale. Ont. They say she ' s shy; she gives a side glance, then looks dow.i. Beware I Beware! Oh yes, she learned a great deal at St. Mary ' s Collegiate, and then at London Central. At London Normal she has won a host of friends and proved herself of no mean worth. Happy the pupils that come under her sphere as teacher. 18