Peterborough Teachers College - PTC Yearbook (Peterborough, Ontario Canada)

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The l'lallovve'en Party HOSTS, goblins, witches, a crow and figures unrecognized, swarmed about the Normal School on Hallowe'en. Through darkened portals, they entered to be greeted by a negro lady. 'Twas as eerie feeling then to grasp the slimy hand of a weird apparition which led guests into the subterranean blackness. Peals of laughter mingled with terrorizing shrieks as along strange passageways one faltered. With deep satisfaction and loud sighs of relief, the familiar Assembly Hall was reached. Strange- ly, everyone did arrive there safely. There, a riotous round of games, amusements and dancing followed in quick succession. What a display of roller skating! The costumes,- how varied! Then the judging came. None other than Conchita was the winner, a modest Joan Cameron taking the honours. The 'tCrow was judged the best men's costume-won by a friend of Doris Fox. As pirates, Mary King and escort took the couple's award. The frolic reached its climax by consuming the products of the Home Economics Department. Don't you remember those baked apples? Thus appeased, at midnightls stroke, the motley spirits vanished leaving only weary bodies and happy hearts to cherish an evening's enjoyment. ---1- -HELEN BURNS. Christmas Party AUSING in the midst of Christmas examinations, the students and friends assembled on the evening of December 17th to enjoy some relaxation in the form of a Yuletide Party. A sing song of Christmas carols led by Blair Hanthorn was much appreciated by all. Games and dances filled in the remainder of the evening with joyous entertainment, topped off by a dainty lunch. Then came the great event of the evening when George Cronk, imper- sonating good old St. Nick, arrived midst a flurry of bells and distributed the gifts from a well-laden Christmas tree. Ross Fleming and John Ryck- man seemed to have considerable trouble unwrapping enormous gift boxes, which, much to the merriment of those viewing the operation, were found to contain one little aspirin. Mr. Smitheram was completely happy with his counting beads. After Santa had departed, the gathering enjoyed a few more dances and then all too soon the evening drew to a close and the students departed in the spirit of 'fPeace on earth, good will towards men. -l -MARION MCGILL. The Sweater Hop E JAPERS! None but the Irish could arrange a sweater hop! What, with the wearing o' green and the lilt of Irish laughter could be finer for St. Patrick's Day in the evening at eight! An Irish bingo started the affair agoing under the direction of a fair colleen behind the piano. Indade, ,twas none other than scourge of the tardy who came late himself. Begorra, whose kitty was Mistaire Copp after feeding? Did you notice he was airly enough for lunch even though some parsimonious Scot attempted to stretch a coo-pon by salting the sugar? No e'en that outrage, nor the odd discordant note could mar the fine celebration of St. Patrick's birth- day. Truly, 'twas a large aivning. Page Thirty

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omni The Reception OW strange Peterborough seemed to us! Nearly all of us were strangers in this fair city, yet it was not long before we felt more at home, especially following the reception which the staff held on our behalf on the 24th of September. Passing through the receiving line, composed of the staff members and their wives, we then assembled in the auditorium where Mr. Copp, our Principal, on behalf of the staff, officially welcomed us to Peterborough Normal School. We received also words of welcome from Mrs. Ovens, who brought greetings to us from her husband, Mayor Ovens. In her pleasing manner, Mrs. Ovens, a former graduate of P.N.S., wished us every success in the year that lay ahead, and hoped that we would enjoy our stay in the city of Peterborough. The special speaker of the afternoon was the Rev. I. Morgan, of Murray Street Baptist Church. In his address, he told us of the responsibilities we must face as teachers. To face these we must be persevering and industrious. At the conclusion of this talk we no longer felt our task ahead a trivial one, but one in which we must try to do our best at all tirnes. The program concluded with a vocal solo by Miss M. Alexander. accompanied by Mr. Charles Allen, organist of George Street United Church. Miss Johnston as hostess, assisted by a few of the girl students, served refreshments. Tea was poured by Mrs. L. W. Copp and Mrs. F. B. Smitheram. We left the school that afternoon with a feeling that Peterborough was really trying to treat us kindly, and We must try to do our best to make this a happy and successful year. -IRIS HOLLAND. Page Twenty-nine

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The At Home EEKS of preparation slipping by, brought February lflth upon us sooner almost than we had expected. During the last Week, P.N.S. experienced a rejuvenation! The Assembly Hall became a ballroom with coloured streamers and gaily fluttering bluebirds. Dainty dolls and Valentine hearts brightened the walls and Dan Cupid with his arrow was everywhere. From basement to attic no detail was omitted. The Normal School radiated a genuine At Homel, atmosphere. By eight-thirty, the building was filled with students and their guests. Proud parents, fond admirers, and special friends made up a happy, care- free audience of more than five hundred, duly welcomed by Jim Covert and Mr. Copp. For entertainment, the members of the Literary Society under the direction of Messrs. McKinney and Woodruff produced a gay Operetta, The Ghost of Lollypop Bay. So well did each perform his part that no star could be named unless we record the stellar performance of Lillian Osborne, the pianist. The romantic theme of the Operetta enhanced the spirit of the occasion. After a brief flurry backstage the performers joined the audience for dancing, lunch and games. Everywhere seemed the same! Good cheer. gay hearts and merry laughter. Too soon indeed came two o'clock in the morning. The At Home was over. The finery disappeared. But for the students, treasured memories of the gala event of our Normal School Year remain. -ARDEN MCLEAN. The Sleigh Ride g HANKS to the heat generated by pressure of work, operetta rehearsals, and the general rush and push of Normal School year, our very capable Athletic Society decided a cooling off by sleigh ride was the very thing for us. Accordingly, three sleighs witnessed dozens of sweatered and rounded figures bustling out of the rather conservative Normal School one winter's night, and in single file slowly tinkled out towards Well covered roads and piled up drifts. Somewhat crowded, all made themselves reasonably comfortable until one young lady accidentally fell off the sleigh. As if by magic all sleighs were cleared of cargo and the long trek to find a quiet resting place for Weary bodies began. Let us not mention the bodies hurtling through space, the groups of characters waddling and puffing through the snow ,the torn ligaments, the bruised and battered bodies, the dismembered arms and legs tossed into snowbanks. No, let us pass along hurriedly to the drive back home, the sensation of sitting moodily in wet clothes and at last the opportunity of cutting ourselves down to proper size as extra sweaters and Windbreakers and so forth were removed. Our competent Berenice Spencer had all in readiness in the Assembly Hall, and perched comfortably on warm radiators we regained conscious- ness and feeling with lovely tomato soup, food and coffee. So ended an eventful evening, but it really was good fun-something to be missed and remembered in future days. -JOHN RYCKMAN. Page Thirty-one