Loyola College - Review Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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LOYOLA COLLEGE Page 12 REVIEW 1354 tícs Тын 1939-40 season was the busiest and certainly one of the most successful ever enjoyed by the Dramatic Society. There is no doubt that the past two years have witnessed a really exceptional rise in the standard of our dramatic presentations, a rise be it noted, which has engendered a wider student interest in the doings of the footlight fraternity, and a finer appre- ciation of good drama. Apart from this general cultural influence on the student body at large, we remark that greater numbers both from high school and college appeared than ever before, while a great many hidden 'stars of the stage staff’ gained rich experience under the direction of Rev. Fr. Bryan, S.J. In many another educational institution course in stage production, in no wise superior to the Sp hi our stage crews, ч ли іп the prospectus under the pretentious headings, English XIII or “Тһе Practice of Dramatic Produc- tion , etc. Loyola men who profit by the opportunities open to each, receive in this extra-curricular activity valuable experience, candy-coated because voluntary. Still feeling an enthusiastic tingle and urge to do, an aftermath of last year's success, Yellow Jack’’, the society swung into action almost as soon as the football squad. Three one act plays were presented as early as Friday, November 10th. Н. Н. Munro's Death Trap showed political plot and counterplot in an obscure east-European kingdom. Sylvio Narizzano gave promise of his later splendid pet by a competent interpretation of the lead, a betrayed prince forcing is betrayers to keep step with him to eternity. John Granda as the loyal Dr. Stronitz, Bob Swinton, Walter Niesluchowski, and Dave Sutherland as the villains, hoist by their own petard, were entirely adequate. We saw for the first time our beautiful new out-door set in Laurence Hous- man's “Ав Good as Gold , and the acting matched the set. That is unequivocal praise of no low order. Dave Asselin as II Poverello, and Bill Shore as Friar Juniper ave splendid performances. From junior member ranks Joe Johnson, Des Ellard, rank Walsh and Jim Mell were equally good in support. A. А. Milne's “Тһе Boy Comes Ноте introduced several newcomers to our stage, Kevin McKenna playing well in his first role, while Kevin Mulcair convinced, as the tragically matured boy officer returned from the front. Hugo Aldaya in the briefest of scenes was perfect as the chef. The audience would have liked more of him. On the feast of the Immaculate Conception, the society continued its intensive activity by presenting a second trio of one act plays. “Тһе Grey Overcoat” by W. К. Randall, a who done іс” detective yarn, gave Mark McKeown scope for his talent as the super sleuth; Bob Haymes was good as the blustering, blundering Police Inspector, and Frank Hammill was a very nasty thief. This reviewer must confess however, that who done іс”, and what it was that was ‘“‘done” still remains something of a mystery.

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LOYOLA Page 11 COLLEGE REVIEW center of the stage. In silence she thrills the world . . . God's master puppet . . . and now she curtsies to the world and is rising higher and higher. All that is left is a tableau of silent beauty. The finale leaves one breathless at the magic of God's puppets, and this student turns away from his window that mirrors the world and kneels to say his prayers and thank God for the beauty of night. “Alas that Spring Should Vanish with tbe Rose Slowly, gently, float the Rose's petals down, As wanton Nature from her well-filled chalice tips A stream ој ош ту blood on Nature's wide green gown, Each petal splashing red—spilt from а rose' s lips. Whispers o'er the fields the sleepy Zephyr’s breath, As steals she, heavy-eyed to yonder vale for rest. A tiny bird chirps out the Summer's shriveled death; And slowly steals on Autumn's hord the dreaded guest. Across the land's black moors the winter now holds sway, And all fat Autumn's store he flings upon the wind: Each trembling bud апа quiv'ring grassy blade of Мау Lies dead. The tree stands bare with leafless boughs entwined, And wails a dirge for Spring that vanished with the Rose. ALBERT MELLOR, 42.

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SCENES FROM “А TALE OF TWO CITIES —Photos: Kohler and Ledoux