Peterborough Collegiate and Vocational School - Echoes Yearbook (Peterborough, Ontario Canada)

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- YB fi- - L- - - 'Z ' THE i ECHQES 'Ghz ffarmefs 7-Daughter VVeek after week. some able pen, lVrites poetry and prose On farming, and on farming men. And everything that grows. VVhat they have penned, I don't condemn, But one thing strikes my view, They all o'erlook one precious gem. The Farmers Daughter, that is you. Dont fret in summer. though your face Shows the sun's freckling taint, 'Tis lovelier than the one they trace With powder, brush. or with paint. Don't make your days a sum of strife At being so humbly born: A cheerful and a virtuous life lvill any rank adorn. Just keep your rank, but watch your chance Some young me-n's heart to slaughter. ' 'lihen thank my pen that dared advanr-e To praise the Farmer's Daughter. R. E. Darling, Form III H. A. Taba f.Deserteb Tfouse Silent and stately it stands, Un a l1ill with a lake below, A beautiful home, deserted, That was loved in the long ago. Loved by its inmates. dearly, VVho no longer dwell in its halls, All is silent and lonely, Not a picture hangs on its walls. Its windows are broken and shattered. Its rooms are empty and gray, The loved ones, who dwelt there, are scattered, Or in peace are resting alway. So vast is the stillness around it. That the passer-by stops to gaze And think of all the treasures, It held in by-gone days. lllyrtle Joyes, Form III H. A.

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THE ECHQES wine Sprite I love to frolic with my friend, the wind sprite. In Spring, when all the land is green and fair: She lures me to a hilltop where I feel Her long cool fingers running through my hair. She wears a wisp of dainty green in summer. Her breath is warm and sweet. her songs are gayg She trips along beside me in my garden, And softly croons to me at close of day. The wine of autumn courses through her veins. She laughs and shouts and skips in joyous play: I see her toss the dry curled leaves about me: ' Or whisk the seedlings of some plant, away. VVhen winter comes her gown is white and splendid, if I With frosted sparkling jewels. a regal train! I lose my friend,-instead. outside I hear A wild, white witch rattling my window pane. V Olga lllfstbye, QB Academic. 'llorb Hobart Baoen-'Ilowell ORD ROBERT BADEN-POYVELL is a modern Piper with a youthful following of over two millions of scoutsg thc largest boys' movement in the world. Truly such a man is worthy of notice. His parents were comfortable in worldly goods until his father, the Rev. Pro- fessor Baden-Powell. died, leaving the large family to the care of his wife. Baden-Powell entered the British Army at nineteen years of age. passing his examination with high honours: second place for cavalry and fourth for infantry.. He has seen active service in many countries. He will always be remembered as the hero of ltlafeking in the South African lYar-a siege of seven months against far superior forces. He was greeted with wild acclaim everywhere and promoted hlajor- General by Queen Victoria in 1900. After fifty-five years of service he resigned to start a new life as a moulder of boys' lives. Millions of boys of every creed and race t.hank him for his splendid movement. Throughout his career he had gained a knowledge of men and boys which was useful in the scout program. At Brown Sea Island. Dorset. in 1907. he conducted an experimental boys' camp. Here the boys were set to work under the scout law and patrol system: later his observations were recorded in that world-famous book. Scouting for Boysf, This was published in 1908 and troops were formed with sur- prising rapidity in England. Baden-Powell was knighted by King Edward in 1909 for his previous services to the Empire and more especially for founding the Boy Scouts' Association. King Edward approved of the suggestion of the Kings Scout badge for those who have passed high qualifications. -45-