Orangeville High School - Red and Blue Yearbook (Orangeville, Ontario Canada)

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72 - Grade XIII Students See The Play Q NThe Admirable Crichtonn b by Don Sproule XIII On Saturday, October 25, 1952, the students of Grade XIII journeyed by automobiles to Toronto to see the play - nThe Admirable Crichtonn, y The play was put on by the University Players in Hart House Theatre which is a part of the University of Toronto. The play written by J.M. Barrie, is a modern type of play and is divided into four acts. The first act takes place in a wealthy English home. The master, Lord Loam, and his daughters are preparing to entertain the servants. This is a monthly affair when the servants are treated on an equal basis with their masters, The butler of the household, Crichton, despises these gatherings and everyone knows it. However, Lord Loam believes strongly in equality among all people, and he tells Crichton that their divisions into classes are artificial and that if they were returned to Nature all would be equal, Later Lord Loam, his daughters, a few friends of the family, and Crichton go on a su mer cruise but their boat is wrecked and they become marocned on an island with very few necessities of life and where there are no other inhabitants, On the island Crichton seems to be the only one who can organize things and he takes complete com and while his former masters now become his servants, Finally they are rescued by a passing ship after about a two yearns stay on the island and they return to England, Here Crichton is again the butler. Crichton mentions nothing of what he did on the island but lets Lord Loam take all the praise, However, if it had not been for Crichton the rest would likely have died. Thus we understand the author's choice of the title of the play Q NThe Admirable Crichtonwo The play provided very enjoyable entertainment as well as being quite beneficial for our study of it in class. O E223 Once upon a time, there were three little kittens who went sailing in an old wooden tub, Their names were un, deux and trois. Suddenly a hole formed in the bottom of the tub, and un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq. 3-D Q Z' Jackie M.: UI get twice as much sleep as you don. Irwin H.: NNo wonder Q you have twice as many classes as I dOn o 3 S fu'

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Y A if-. -' sal- f:.1, 7 ' lil fl, f -- - f ----fi--L l 71 - fi B Fifth Fonm Party B by Gayle McNeill XIII A be 5 On Friday the Qonh, the wetness flli ai. their annual Fifth Form partyg and in g I spite of straight hair and rainy weather we had a wonderful time. X I day of February, Mr. and Mrs. Cline gave Is a Fifth Former handsome, his eyes, his lips, his nose? Well We had plenty of chances to examine ibut we d.idn't judgel, for the first things we saw pinned to the wall were photos of eyes. The owners of those eyes belonged to the Grade XIII students or some members of the Staff. we started the party with three contestsg the fir t was to guess who belonged to the eyes. For the second one the boys went ine to a dark ro m and poked their noses through cardboard. nNow who owns that nose?W Noses separated from father face look all the same and the girls had terr bly low scores in guessing whogs who? The boys were no better, however, when for the third contest the girls changed places with them and showed their lips through the cardboard. The remainder of the night was unorganized, and groups broke off to look at photo albums, have a sing-song, or sit around and talk. And of course the pool sharks were in full swing.N Around eleven we had a wonderful buffet lunch, complete with salad, sandwiches, and sundaes. Then to have fond memories of our Wquietn retiring class, the party ended with a game of Murder. Well kids, the Glines have done it again - a wonderful party in a wonderful year of our life at O.D.H.S. EES The class had been studying the various steps in the manufacture of steel. In one of these processes, coke was heated. Mr. Cline: Wwhat do you have left when the cokeus all gone?W Ralph: WAn empty bottle sirw. SES Mrs. Percy: nAre you ready, dearH?. Mr. Percy: Hwell, I have to shave, but you put your hat on and I'1l wait for you in the earn. aaa: aux:

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uf in ni, 'S 73 G' .A Tense. Moment ALQQHLAQ Oprnjire Q by Lois Meek XIII Twenty men squatted around the open fire. Their uniforms were tattered, their beards matted with the results of days and nights of hard riding. They waited, and only their stillness showed the tension of the moment. Wwho will ride ahead?W The question echoed out into the darkness beyond. Brave comrades had ridden off into that hostile blackness, and not one had returned. Unwary sentries had been snatched from their saddles, and had been found later bearing a silent message from the unseen enemies. . Wwho will ride ahead?W the young lieutenant repeat. Wwe must have a guide, but I cannot condemn a man to face death. I shall leave you to choose among yourselves.u For a long time the men sat silent, each taking mental stock of his neighbour - Pedes Armand, an adventurous funmloving Mexican who really had no part in this senseless warg Sogert, who had been raised in surroundings of Southern gentilityg and Zemurray, the roughest of bareroom gunmen. Each soldier compared himself to his neighbour in the shadowy light of the fire, and tried to determine how much more he had to live for than the next man. Finally someone suggested, NWe'll cut cards e high man rides. One by one each man turned from the light of the open fire to look at this man. It was Steiner, professional gambler and part-time soldier. Steiner Q the man who had been known never to lose a draw. A murmur went around the fire-lit circle Q it was agreed. Steiner produced a grimy, dogseared pack of playing cards, shuffled them, and spread them face down on the ground. The men began to pick in order of rank. Each man, from top sergeant to buckeprivate, made a silent prayer, then chose swiftly. For some it was a happy answer to the prayerg for others the open fire lost some of its warmth and comfort. These men had picked high cards e jack here, king theres each higher card adding a feeling of despair to someone but a respite to another. At last, amid the mutterings of the group, Steiner picked his card. It was the two of spades. This was the one draw the men had been sure of 2 Steiner was no man to lose when the stakes were so high. The cards were compared, and the loser, Armand, steeling himself to fight his panic, set out to make final preparations for his lone ride. With his departure, the blazing fire seemed to lose its cheerfulness. The men sat and stared into the flames, each thankful that he had been spared the fatal task. W