Lowe High School - Towers Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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52 The Windsor-Walkerville Technical School Year Book the sun and which is also long enough to reach half way down to the ground. A hag is carried in the hand and jewelery is worn. Light waists are often worn but generally by the younger women. This is a very picturesque costume. All too soon came the date when we must say good-bye to the sunny isle and it was with regret that we left the fortified city. The last T remember was the “boom” of the large gun from the Saluting Bat¬ tery after which T woke up. 1 still cherish my dreams of Mal¬ ta and hope to see some day “The Isle of Sunshine, and all the beau¬ tiful places which I see in my dreams. EDNA SMITH. Cl -o- WRITTEN AS DICTATED “Now, Miss P.logg, boomed Jas¬ per M. Whurtle, President of the Whurtle Whirlwind Laundry Co pany, to his new stenographer, “1 want you to understand that when I dictate a letter I want it written as dictated, and not the way you think it should be. Understand?” “Yes, sir,” said Miss Rlogg, meekly. “I fired three stenogs for revis¬ ing my letters, see?” Yes, sir.” Alright—take a letter.” The next morning Mr. Q. ,1. Squizz, of the Squizz Flexible Soap Company, received the following: “Mr. O. K. or A. or J. something Squizz, of the Squizz what a name Flexible Soap Company, the gyps,, Detroit, that’s in Michigan, isn’t it? “Dear Mr. Squizz, hmmm; “Your a h— of a business man. No, start over. He’s a crook, but I can’t insult him or the hum’ll sue me. The last shipment of soap you sent us was of inferior quality and l want you to understand, no scratch out I want you to under¬ stand. Ah, unless you can ship, furnish, no, furnish us with your regular soap, you needn’t ship us no more period, or whatever the grammar is. and please pull down your skirt. This d— cigar is out again: pardon me, and further¬ more, where was I? Nice boh you have. “Paragraph. “The soap you sen! ns wasn’t fit to wash the dishes, no make that dog. with comma, let alone the laundry comma, and we’re sending it hack period. Yours truly. Read that over, no never mind, I Won’! waste any more time on that egg. I’ll look at the carbon tomorrow. Sign my name. We must go (tut tu lunch soon, eh?” P.S.—A lesson to Commercial si talents. -n- THIS WVMHSKKK SHEARS When far from home I often roam. My heart begins to yenrri Foe I fiends again: And I would fain Once more to home return. Hut when I shrink From what they’ll think Of me. who went away, With no farewell To those who dwell In that little home so gay; I hear Lhem call, I love them all: Trite love will find a load For me to tread To that homestead, My own beloved abode. CM AS: FISIIER -O- THE (GRADUATION DANCE The graduation dance this year proved to be one ol ' the school’s most outstanding social events. It was the fourth annual dance of its kind in the history of the school and proved a huge success. Invitations were limited to the graduates of the year, each gradu-

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The Windsor-Walkerville Technical School Year Book 51 tiful city on the island. The white buildings with their high steeples looked like shining spears piercing the white clouds. As the boat en¬ tered Grand Harbour we had a splendid view of the Flotilla, all newly painted. We later found out that Malta was somewhat of a re¬ pair shop for the Mediterranean vessels. When we arrived in port we were met by our friends in a quaint cab. brought for our special benefit; and what a cab—not like our modern de luxe cabs—but they were very novel and afforded us much enjoyment. We were driven to the fashionable Strada Reale where we resided during our visit. It is a much narrower thorough¬ fare than that at home but was lined with more beautiful build¬ ings. What seemed odd was that the homes all possessed balconies. Very nice for a Romeo and Juliet act if one was not particular whe¬ ther a crowd gathered to view the scene. It was on this street that the Opera House was situated. During our visit we spent a great deal of time at the plays and pic¬ tures, the majority of which were in Italian. Those that were in Eng¬ lish 1 had seen some months be¬ fore, either in England or at home, but enjoyed them nevertheless. The Opera House is very wonder¬ ful inside and out. It really looks like one of Washington’s munici¬ pal buildings. Our time was spent mosty in sight-seeing, a never ending occupation. There is so much of interest to be seen. The Maltese History seems to have begun at the time of the Knights of St. John. Practically all of their cathedrals and palaces date from that period. St. John’s Cathedral is magnificent. The al¬ tar is wonderful and the walls are gorgeously carved and h ave huge paintings on them as well as on ihe arched ceiling. Among the most prominent buildings in Valetta is the Nesle- yan Church, the Augerve de Cus- tille, the Customs House, Admir¬ alty House at Vittoriosa, and the St. Paul’s Cathedral, which is the highest pinnacle in Malta, now the residence of the Governor, all of which arc very impressive. During our stay they held their annual races. These races are very interesting and were carried on in much Ihe same manner as ours. This custom also dates from the time of the Knights of St. John. We went across to Sliema in a small launch. It is a city quite the same as Valetta but not as large. When we returned to Val¬ etta we went to Strada St. Lucia, but were forced to descend from the cab and climb the many steps of St. Lucia which 1 think must amount to almost a hundred if not more. I thanked my lucky star when 1 arrived at the top. A pecu¬ liarity of Strada San Patrizio is the hanging out of the weekly wash on the front of the houses from one balcony to another. It reminded one of some of the streets on the East Side of Now York. We took many short boat trips and met a great many people. Malta seems to be a great resort for people from all parts of Eur¬ ope. They could hardly find a more beautiful place to visit. Il-Torri. in Sliema is the finest promenade in Malta and English aristocrats can be seen taking an evening stroll nere quite frequently. We could not possibly leave Mal¬ ta without visiting “Chalet” Char Id-Dud, a favorite summer resort ot the Maltese. It is very beauti¬ ful and a pleasant time can be had by one who is visiting these resorts. , Before going further I wish to comment on the native costume of the Maltese women. It is gradu¬ ally dying out but is still worn by many. It consists of a long skirl reaching almost to the ground, of a dark, high necked waist with many tucks in the front; of a wide belt, and of a huge hood effect that serves as a hat to protect one from

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The WindsorWalkervtllc Technical School Year Book 53 ate being allowed to be accompan¬ ied by a friend. The chaperons of I he party were the school teachers who added very pleasantly to the si vess of the evening. The gymnasium was very pret¬ tily decorated in coloured stream¬ ers, and by lanterns shedding a soft light over the spacious floor, the orchestra being surrounded by palms at one side of the lloor. Mr. O ' Neill, as master of cere¬ monies. conducted the party splen¬ didly. Coloured paper hats were given out and streamers were so plentiful that it seemed like a jun¬ gle of colours. The balcony was reserved for the refreshments which were plentiful and excellent. The grand march and many novel daiheos were done to the enjoyment of all those present. Too, it proved the meeting place for old school acquaintances who had not seen one another since hav¬ ing graduated! The time passed so quickly and pleasantly that when the orches¬ tra, who rendered excellent music all evening, struck up the anthem, a sigh of regret went all along the floor at the thought of having con¬ cluded so pleasant ail evening. Many thanks are due to Mr. O’¬ Neill for his work in decorating the gym. so splendidly and in his delightful conducting of the party; also to Mr. and Mrs. Lowe and teachers who added so charmingly to the evening. FRANK HULL -o- MEMORIES OF T3B IN 1927-2K There once lived a Mann, named Wilkins Wlu» was Bourne on Langlois Ave., in the city of Hull. He had Longfeet which were always in the way; He had u friend named Duggan who studied Law. And who had a sister Merry who always wore a White dress. Her Parent insisted that she go to church To see the Pope, Who wore a R« se on his coat. Merry hail a sly Fox for a pel Who larked Lowther than she wished. Wilkin’s other relations are: Doloughan, Eoker, Morneau, Bristow , Gurley and Fleming, Broski, Dymnud. Gurbin, OtlevsefT, Er¬ win, llgple, Hal I i day, Bogcman and Nieini. JOHN HENRY ROSE and TOMMY FRANCIS DOLOUGHAN WHERE SLEEP THE FLOWERS? From woodland dells and meadows I hear a murmur low, And it softly seems to whisper, “Where do the flowers go? The flowers that bloomed but yesterday. The Hollyhocks so fair. The roses and the foxgloves. That perfumed all the air?” Then up a gentle wind. An answer soft and deep; ' The flowers that bloomed but yesterday Now lie fast asleep. The fairies keep watch o ' er them, And sweetly to them sing A song of min and sunny days That wakes them in the’spring.” -O-- MEMORIES The ' fast the years are rolling by, Tho’ golden sun is rising, sinking. Each day is born, at night to die; Time passes by us; all unthinking We take no heed of time or place. Live for the day. look to the future. From out our minds the past erase. But scattered thoughts our minds still nurture: Thoughts of other days and scenes; Youthful dreams, so light and gay. Flash once more on memories screens, And our minds begin to stray Back through the years to long ago. In fan y once again we meet The friends who shared our joy and woe, Whose hearts beat as our own heart beats; Their faces smile at us once more; With love light shining in their eyes They great us warmly as of yore. When strong and true were friendships ties. And thus we stroll down Memories’ Lane To where four towers still rise greater; A prayer we sav in simple vein. “God fdess our glorious Alma Mater.” CHAS. FISHER