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

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44 The Pirates FIRST PRIZE Sailing the ships of old VVas a reckless and daring band, Combing the seas for gold In their ships from every land. They sailed the seas by night On the moonlit waters of blue, Then vanished with the light For shelter in caves they knew. Night after night they roamed For the sight of that precious dust, Day after day they dreamed Of the gold for which they lust. That night they spied a ship Sailing the stormy sea, It was an English ship, Vlfhich was called the Manushea. They boarded the luckless ship And fought till they entered the hold But no one left the ship Till their chests were hlled with gold. They left the Manushea And sailed for distant caves, But in the stormy sea They perished in unknown graves. HUGH IXICFARI..-xNE, IB Ind. Arts THE ECHOES Stardust SECOND PRIZE The hills are just as purple, The pastures just as green, There are still as many colours, On the sunsets silver screen. But there is something missing, Life isn't just as gay, Y Since my pride and joy, a filly 'named Stardust, is gone away. There leans her polished saddle, Close up against the wall, It doesn't seem to shine so bright, Since Stardust had her fall. And there yon clinking bridle, That fitted her shapely head: I'll never use it, never again, Now that Stardust is dead. I guess when you have ridden a horse, For years, most every day, She sort of becomes a part of you, And when she goes away, Things can't be quite the sameg and yet, Though skies aren't quite so blue, Stardust is going down God's Trail, To pastures green and new. GEORGE EASTON, I BfCom. .lily Dog THIRD PRIZE, JUNIOR MIDDLE SCHOOL Theres a pal who comes to meet me, Get a little mongrel puppy, When I come home each night, VVith a joyful bark he greets me, He's a friendly little tike. He cannot boast of pedigree, Or blue blood in his lineg He's nothing much to look at, But to me he's very line. Vllhen I put on my hat and coat, He's standing at the door, He thinks we'll go together To the corner grocery store. And if I have a parcel He can carry home for me, He's the proudest little fellow You would ever wish to see. Treat him as you would a friend, And he'll give you steadfast friendship Love and Faithfulness, no end. GEO. SPICER, III A Academic In ff 7 ?. , .1, 3 -f f , few. ' q Ili ,III 1 -NP

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THE ECHOES 45 77'a71el I know a place 'where flze .VZll7'X like gold A nd the cherry blossoms burst forth like snow Q-1 11d down underneath is the lovelies! nook IVl1ere tlzefour-leafed clover: grow. - E. I-IIGGINSON Cavzterbzzry SECOND PRIZE THERE is no spot which I visited in England a few years ago which impressed me quite so much as that ancient city of Canterbury. The beautiful Norman-built ca- thedral is particularly interesting- but let me begin at the entrance to the city where the Westgate Towers built in the thirteenth century are still the gateway to the city. In these towers are relics of by-gone days, such as the ducking stool for scandal mongers and a jaw clamp for local gossips- which still might be ef- fectively used. Though now only a museum, it still holds something of those days when men were beheaded for such small offences. Its large spikes, which are now only decorations, once held the heads of those who were executed. When one passes through the nar- row, old-fashioned streets on his way to the Cathedral, he is amused at the mixture of ancient and modern, short, narrow streets where stores and houses built in the thirteenth century stand next to the very modern ones built recently. One would be startled to notice a bank messenger dressed in the uniform of 500 years ago step from the latest model in buses, or town criers with large three-cornered hats. By this time we had come to the narrowest street in the city, where neighbours can touch hands by leaning from the upper windows, and where at the end is the beautiful Norman-built Ca- thedral so well preserved in spite of its age. Directly inside the nave is the tomb of the Black Prince, and above it his black coat of mail. just beyond this is the little room where Thomas Becket was murdered. Rays of light shine through a stained glass window to his memory and dance on the Hoor where a brass plate with a black cross marks the place where he fell. The guide's voice droned on but we were more interested in looking than listening, except when the choir began to sing, and then we had to listen to the clear voices of about 50 young men and boys coming from the main Anglican part of the Cathedral, for it has a number of little churches within its walls to suit all religions. The Cathedral is in the centre of what seems like a little village for all the Bishops, Canons and ministers connected with it live around it. The Archbishop of Canterbury lives here in his palace which stands next to a boys' school built by Henry VIII. Extending from the opposite side of the Cathedral is another building shaped like a castle, which is St. Augustine's Abbey, built by St.Augus- tine for the training of young priests when Christianity was first taught by him. It is still used for the same purpose. The inside has been modern- ized, so it is not so interesting, but the outer walls are the same with quaint turrets all around which make an ideal nesting place for large black rooks. The next place of -interest is the pretty little church of St. Martins, CU7IlI'IIllt'lI on page 110 The New Parziffc Coast Highway THIS summer I went from California to Vancouver on the new highway built along the Pacific coast. As far as we could see to the right there were mountains and to the left the ocean. For miles there was nothing but the Rocky Mountain country and the steep wooded slopes of the foot- hills. In the mountains we went though a 'densely-forested redwood region for a distance of two hundred and fifty miles or more. The trees in this forest were the largest we had ever seen, many towering more than three hundred and fifty feet overhead. NVe saw one of the largest trees in the