Pickering College - Voyageur Yearbook (Newmarket, Ontario Canada)

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The Wandefef i ALISTAIR MACDONALD Over the hills and far away, Across deep valleys and past the bay, Through the mist of the bright, new day, I must go on. h Tracking great woods, green, dark and high, Spanning wide plains where wind rushes by, Beyond the line where they meet the sky, Horizons call. Over black mountains capped with snow, The distance calls and the West Wind low Sighs of a yearning that some must know- The VVanderlust. Rhea and H18 HUGH DAVIDSON NCE UPON A TIME, away in the deep woods that border on the edges of Nowhere, lived a little girl and her aged but hardworking grandmother. One day Rhea said to her grandmother: Granny dear, now that my mother and father are dead-and I am getting to be a big girl, don't you think it is time for me to go out into the world and seek my fortune? fOf course, in those days, it was not the custom for girls of Rhea's age, or of any age for that matter, to go out into the world and seek their fortunes. But Rhea didn't know that, and, anyway, early that morning she had seen the young prince of the realm go riding by, and falling in love with him at once, she decided to marry himfl Granny dear, don't you think it's time for me to leave home and seek my fortune? Now the grandmother, who was a rather deaf old woman, thought that Rhea had said fwasn't'it time to buy some new books by St. Francis di Silonel, and of course, said Yes -and immediately bustled off to the book-seller's to order some. Rhea, while she was gone, busily packed her clothes and some food in a brown paper bag and set off into the big wide world. She walked and she walked-and soon all her food was gone. But now in front of her loomed the gates of The Big City. Rhea, not knowing city ways, Eighieen

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If You Wish Peace . . . Prepare -for War JAMES FARR1-31.1. ORLD WAR THREE is a topic which is looked upon as ridiculous by the ' majority in our society. However, to those men who make war their profession it is regarded as a very serious possibility. The professional soldier, a phrase which I am afraid has a bad connotation, although he is in a class with police and fire divisions, is not paid to regard war as a bad dream and forget it as quickly as possible. He is paid to examine all aspects of the situation and draw from them conclusions. If these conclusions point to impending war, he is the one to whom we must turn for advice. At the present time, our military leaders, all professional soldiers, feel that the possibilities of war are great. The problems of how to avert war lie with the politicians, but they must turn again to the professional soldier for advice. For centuries past the general opinion among these soldiers is that to prevent war, you must prepare for it. Although this statement in some contra- dicts itself, it is sound. Field Marshal von Rundstedt, probably the world's greatest living general, said it, and he was backed by all members of the once great German General Staff who, despite their fanatical beliefs, were good soldiers. Recently General D. D. Eisenhower was called to give his views on the matter. He firmly called upon the United States Congress to put through the Draft and the Universal Military Training Bills. Can such men who have been so ,close to war be wrong? Should we trust men who have never seen the horrors of battles to make decisions as to whether or not preparing for war is the best way to prevent it? With reference to everyday affairs, can soft talk and compromise stop the bully? Certainly not, for a bully is only stopped when he is confronted with the same punishment he has given to others. Would the average gangster who robs and kills be willing to fight a duel with another man who also has a gun in his hand? I think not, for a gun is the great equalizer. A man, no matter what his size or physical abilities, can be killed by one bullet from a gun held even by an infant. The only way to prevent war is to show the other country that we can match his army, man for man, gun for gun, plane for plane, ship for ship, and heart for heart. This must be done if we desire to live in a society where our minds can be free from that great weakness, fear. Seventeen

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went up to one of the guards and asked to be admitted-saying las all big girls in fairy tales sayj that she had come to marry the prince. 'fOhl said the guardg I can admit you to The Big City, but, I am afraid you can't marry the prince. You see, he, his father, and all his father's court have been banished for being too voluptuous, there, if you look over by the west gate, you can see them going. Rhea looked over by the west gate, and sure enough-there, with their crowns still on their heads, and their scepters in their hands, went the king, the prince, and all the banished court, looking very voluptuous indeed. However, in spite of her wish to marry the prince, she realized that her duty to seek her fortune must come first, so she decided to enter the city. Please, Mr. Guard, she said, open the gatefl Of course, said the guard. The great bronze gates swung open, disclosing a huge crowd, milling this way and that way, all shrieking at the tops of their voices. Rhea was very frightened, but of course, not knowing the ways of The Big City, she decided to ask some person what to do. So she touched one kindly old man by the sleeve. VVhat is causing all the uproar? she asked timidly, and - - - But before she could say anything more, the old gentleman replied: You see, my dear, as the king and all his voluptuous court have been banished from The Big City, we are now trying to find the 'ideal form of governmentl. One of our citizens thought of a brilliant idea. He thought that everyone should give his own idea on how the city should be run-and have a board of judges select the bestf Over there is the platform, and if you line up, you may give your concept of government. But Rhea was already in the line and found herself being pushed slowly towards the platform, from where she could hear Large, Small, Fat. Thin. Young, and Old-all haranguing the judges and mob about their concepts of government. From what she could make out, the general ideas were, more holidays, higher incomes, and lower prices. The judges were fast asleep, but their snoring was drowned by the mob's bellowing their approval or disapproval. Soon it would be Rhea's turn, for there were only two men in front of her-a Very Fat Man and an Extremely Thin Man. Rhea listened closely to what they said. The Very Fat Man spoke at great length, to the effect that all the Thin Men should work and all the Fat Men should live in Luxury. All the Fat Men in the mob cheered lustily and most of the judges opened one eye. The Extremely .NviIl!3fl'I'Il