Pickering College - Voyageur Yearbook (Newmarket, Ontario Canada)

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24 THE VOTAGEUR s A RTICLE 0 ff to the West Indies by EINYAIIID G. MA1'K UXVN THROUGH the hills of Pennsylvania and into the great metropolis of New York journeyed a small group of students and staff from Pick' ering. Some of them were hound for the West Indies, others were on their way to Baltimore and Vsfashington. In New York the time passed quicklyg a morning and an afternoon of sight-seeing mingled with tall huildings, dirty suhways, strikers, taxifeabs rushing madly in every direction, and the teeming crowds of Times Square could scarcely he termed dull. The SS. Berlin was docked at pier 86, not far from the Hotel Lincoln, neverfthefless there was the customary mad scramhle to get on hoard before the last wellfwisher had disemharked and the gangfplank was drawn up. Then the hoat slowly pulled away from its dock in full Harhour dress, crowds and Roger Strouse cheering, and the hand playing. New York slowly faded into the distance to he temporarily forgotten as the Berlin made her way through the slow river trafhc ani out past Amhrose lightfship, into a world of gaiety and excitement. Life on the hoat was uw to all due ex wectations, with 'ust one meal l l J fCU'llI1'lllLCd on Page SU Mita. V as Photo by E. Gi Mark l.U1'L'lf' Ptmidise Bcizclz, Ntisstizt

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THE VOYAGE UR 'lf LITEIQAIQY ro ramme C f 9 5 omp zmen ary CDW' Dinner goal! - gli: 'Enduro cJ,1., get mga.. - Q g ':DjiJJ.in9lo., 10 IL-' iviniiws of llie Gram 'The Ycomcn ol The Giuid'l Ott ,0 t. H M ' I E 10: 19:48. I arpef GTWUVTU. SS fly Joseph McCullcy, B.A., -J Headmaster, Pickering College, A erhaps Newmarket, Ontario. A greeting and I am deeply di5appn5 .no by their essays parliamentary ri- ' ,nt the clearest glimpse of be prese'-' , one and all long be spared to Co ' . ineir own lives and to impart to others , G, ...ething o! the secret which inspired the V- ,- heroism of Harpers life. N .mu w. L. MACKENZIP: KING. Qt 275:25 deaf' Qtnarhs :z GROUP A CForms I and Ili Barney Apple, Toronto, Charles Beer, Toronto: William Ross, Montrealg Harold Scholz, Woodstock. GROUP B tl-'oi-ms Business III and! Matriculation Illl John Hall, Norandag Jack Rankin, Montreal: Terence Bamford, North Bay, Eugene Onyschuk, Sudbury. GROUP C tlforms Business IV and VJ Edward Mack, Toronto, Reginald Lewis, Barrie, Roger Strouse, New York, GROUP D lForms Matriculatiun IV and Vl Gordon Hay, West Hill: Charles Lanier, Lethbridge, Hugh Buchanan, Lethbridge: Peter Slos.. New York, Bruce Glendinning, 'lbronwg Robert LeBrocq, Hamilton., HNALS lx- GORDON HAY 2. JOHN HALL Honourable Mention CHARLES LANIER EDWARD MACK BARNEY APPLE Grateful acknowledgment for assistance ln Judging is 'hereby made to Mr. Denis Mungovan, B.A., of the Ncwmairltet High School. If I lose mysem I save myseQf Bickering Qllnllzge ftztnmarlxrt, Ont. Zuni- 8. 1935 Qrvsenlolluii ..f'fl..-.,r.1, - - dilr' Am. yllnlutl, ,IKACJ fl Q The Harper Mumoiial Essay has been sponsored by Sir William Mulock to draw the attention of the student body to the life, achievements and character of Henry Albert Harper, who lost his life in an unselfish effort to save a companion, a fellow member of a skating party, on the Ottawa River, December 6, 1901. The statue of Sir Galahad standing in fmnt of the Parliament Buildings in Ottawa was erected by public subscription and a memoir of his life, under the title, 'The Secret Of I-leroism,' written by the present Prime Minister of Canada, the Rt. Hon. William Lyon Mackenzie King. 'I'he essays are based on a reading of this book, copies o! which were presented to the students by Sir William, who has also awarded the prizes.

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'THE VOYAGE UR 2 9 0 SHORT STORY 0 Wlsaacw by CHARLES BEER IENNA IN MARCH 1938 was in a turbulent state. Nazis and Schuschniggs men glared wildly at each other and the country seemed on the verge of civil war. Disturbing rumours came from Germany. Many worried and anxious faces were to be found in Vienna. But one citizen of Vienna showed a cheerful, happy and carefree face this March morning. This was Isaac Rosemeyer, a jew and as good a man as may be found on the face of this troubled earth. Gay was the world for Isaac. No cares clouded his brow. The world looked rosy to him. His prospects were bright. Soon to be made partner of the firm he worked for, engaged to marry the girl of his heart, and with no cares or worries, Isaac was indeed lucky. As he undressed, whistling, it seemed to him his life had reached its zenith. A glorious future spread before him. He got into bed and went to sleep-probably one of the happiest men in the world. Next morning, Isaac rose to go to work as usual. He sauntered out in the streets with a smile for every man. He noticed a queer tension about the crowds tofday. Little groups of men stood on street corners chatf tering excitedly and flourishing newspapers. Suddenly away in the distance, Isaac heard a dull muffled noise. It grew louder and louder until a boomf boomfboomu filled the air. Crowds started running and lined the streets. Louder and louder grew the noise until Isaac recognized it as the marching tread of many men. Drums rolled out their accompaniment but little did Isaac know they were the drums of fate. Soon there entered the square a regiment of soldiers-not Austrians-but big, stolid Germans doing the goose step. Regiment after regiment strutted by, followed by sleek black tanks, armoured cars, pompous generals,-the armed might of Germany on parade. This display of force easily humbled the Viennese. To Isaac, bewildered at first, burst all at once the horrible realization of what this really meant. This was Hitler's stroke-the invasion of Austria. Hereafter Austria would be under the iron thumb of Der Fuehrer. No longer would freedom abound. Austria was doomed to Fascism. Isaac shud' dered as he watched the crowds shouting and waving happily. Little did they know what the future held in store for them. Suddenly he realized that this invasion affected him and his brethren. Was not Hitler the persecutor of jews, their tormentor, and scourge? Had not German jews endured hell under him? Isaac trembled. He must see his future partner, also a jew, and his fiancee and discuss the tragedy with them, He wended his way to Hoffmayer's, the big department store where he was soon to become partner. To his dismay he found it empty and boarded up. Across the windows, some Nazi had scrawled the words Njude! jude! jude! Despair and hopelessness seized Isaac's heart. With leaden footsteps Isaac retraced his way and went to the house of Sonja, his Hancee and a German. The house was empty but an old caretaker