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

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um mn-, o0 I lu vnu-ut sement .sf a, 'innxaaif' he Cfzfziaimad fatty To the strains of Apple Blossom Wedding and cries of Swing Your Partnerf, the students greeted the time worn halls of London Normal School. The occasion was the annual Christmas Party held in the gaily decorated Music room. Music was supplied by best name bands Con records, of course, and the square dancing was led by Lloyd Brown, Carl Crocker and Harold Dilling. The festivities began with the Grand March, appropriately led by Santa Claus. A delicious lunch was provided with the co-operation of Miss Conover and her helpers in the kitchen. The party broke up shortly before midnight, and as each guest regretfully donned his winter apparel, the prevailing thought was that this party would long be remembered as one of the finest social evenings spent at the London Normal School. GLORIA VOLLANS, Form IV. 75? Clzifcle fedua Four hundred spectators were welcomed to the annual Christmas party by Dr. Mark, as they waited expectantly in the candle-lit assembly hall. The atmosphere reverberated with Christmas as Miss Margaret Poste and Miss Lorraine Leaper played a piano duet, The Christmas Overture. Then the lights were lowered and a stately procession of Normal students, garbed in black, slowly entered the hall to the soft strains of It Came Upon a Midnight Clear. Under the able direction of Miss Isabel Dobson, and accompanied by Miss Laura Steeves, the choir sang the Childe Jesus cantata. There were solo parts and a recitation by Miss Shirley Wood. At intervals there was audi- ence participation. Mr. Stewart McColl, president of the Literary Society, offered his appreciation and thanks to the audience on behalf of the other students. Miss McIlroy and Dr. Mark added their thanks. After the singing of the last song the audience retired from the auditorium, followed by the procession of the students. LOIS GRANT, Form III. Page Twenty-four

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DONNA WATSON, Comber, Ontario. MARY WICKENS, 680 Dougal! Ave., Windsor, Ontario. ANNA WILSON, Kerrwood, Ontario. JANET WILSON, 799 Princess Ave., London, Ontario. BERNICE WOOD. 16 MacDonald Ave., London, Ontario. SHIRLEY WOOD, 156 William St. S., Chatham, Ontario. EVELYN WOOLLEY, Belmont, Ontario. BEVERLEY YORK, Bayield, Ontario. LILLIAN ZOLOBCHUCK Amherstburg, Ontario. Sister M. CHARLOTTE, Queens Ave., London, Ontario. Sister M. CAJETAN, Queens Ave., London, Ontario. Absent, CARMAN COOK, 8 Victor St., London, Ontario. r 1

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ut,-oo mm., 9 . Vx f NOR-Ax '- Srknoi K iii f fi 'Warm-arf' oeiry of filo! ,A Jelzapdocfy No longer do I see with clouded eyes, No longer do I walk 'mid common things, My feet no longer cling to the cold earth- For I have seen the heavenly realm of kings. Into the billowy clouds I used to drift, Past elfin castles formed of snowy white, Down golden pathways leading from the sun, All gleaming with a joyous golden light. My shining silver craft responded: tuned To every whim and fanciful desire, Ir carried me through happy fairy lands, And wafted me along on rose-soft air. But now, silver wings no longer shine From their proud place my airman's heart. My sobered spirit still soars gaily up- For fliers and the heavens never part! JEAN I. McKEE. Form III. Cqycfe of the sfeaues Autumn leaves are softly falling, Leaves of red and brown and gold, See them floating gently earthwards, Heralds of impending cold. Down they come in endless numbers, Flutt'ring slowly to the ground, Gone is all their summer splendour, When they swayed high, emerald-gowned Swiftly now, the winds. descending, Scud across the heavens pale, Swirl the snow about the sleeping, Till it forms a coat of mail. Spring comes next and buds, awakened, Blossom forth in gay, green clothes, There to reign in summer beauty Till they're beckoned by the snows. TERESA SULLIVAN, Form IV. glue lviditor I sat alone in the garden of life, My brow was knit with care, For I felt the weight of my burden Was more than I could bear. Then, before my eyes, in the moonlight Stood a child of tender years. He smiled upon me a wond'rous smile, And my eyes welled up with tears. For the wounds in his hands and tiny feet I could see by the ribbon of light, He shook his head, as I stood amazed, Then vanished from my sight. And with him went my downcast heart, The sorrows of evenings past, My glad heart sang with a silent joy, It had found sweet peace at last. But whispering wind, who was that child? O! Moon, you know full well, But the breezes only rustle the trees, And the moonbeams would not tell. GLORIA VOLLANS, Form IV. Page Twenty-f1e