Riverbend School for Girls - Vox Fluminis Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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VOX F L U M I N I S Page Twenty-six . ...... ........ ........ ........ ........... .. ....... .- ..... ...................... .... ........ ............. .............................................---....................-..---uf ......................................-................................ .... ......... ....... ................-.. .... ...............................................-........U...--..-n Across to the pan he dashed and just as he got there he heard Mary pad-padding along behind him. This was no time to stopg his only chance was to run for his hole-run-run, as never before. Faster and faster he ran! ' Ah! safe! I fooled you that time, Mary! But I do wish I knew what that large creature was, and whether or not to be afraid of him. I may find out later. My! but it's good to be alivef' -Helen Leonard, Grade X. l1L T0 A STAR O star, You shine so bright, So long All through the night So high, So far away- So small A twinkling ray. So soon With paling hue You fade At morning Into the blue. And then When nightfall comes Your light To earth you send. -Hope Rutherford, Grade VIII. REX AND 'HIS MASTER ' Rex is a big police dog. He lived up north with his master, where they used to go exploring together, across lakes, tramping through forests and over prairies. It is very cold there in the winter but Rex and his master didn't mind, they liked it. The two lived alone together in a little hut, where they would start from early in the morning and go back at night when it was dark. Rex's master worked for a company in Winnipeg exploring lakes, and rivers. At this time he was looking for a good spot for a town, where there was a river near for navigation. It was getting towards spring and the ice on the rivers was beginning to break. The two set out early one morningg Rex frolicking around his master looking quite pleased. Rex knew that he had found the spot for the town. They were nearly there when they came to a river which they had forgot- ten was open. They walked along the bank for a while when they saw a spot which was still ice. Rex went across first reaching safetyg then his master started. When nearly across, the ice cracked and he went under.

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Page Twenty-Eve VOX FLUMINIS The children, hence, were slightly wild And quite different from their parents mild. One day there came a mighty Hood, Which covered all with a coat of mud, The mud was brown and dark to see And stretched over all from tree to tree. Alack and alas for my children three! For they were all that was dear to me ! Cried the mouse, when his children failed to appear. And nothing was heard of them for many a year. It seems the three had left one day With a farmer and his load of hay. As those that were lost were his favorite sons, He could not bear the other ones. So one by one they disappeared. And when of children the house was cleared, He killed his wife and burned his house- And up to date that's all of the mouse! 1 -Betty Neal, Grade X. TIMMY Timmy was a mouse. A common ordinary, buff-colored mouse. He was a clever mouse, though, for hadn't he missed the Jones trap when all his sisters and brothers and even his mother and father had been caught? Yes, he was clever! One day Cwhich is our nightj he decided to go to the Jones larder and seek for some cheese. It was early, about nine-thirty, but rather dark. Surely that old cat, Mary, had gone to sleep. He sneaked out of his hole and looked around for Mary, just to be sure, he said, then dashed for the radiator. It was such an exciting trip to the larder! He scuttled across from the radiator to the big dishpan. He could hide conveniently behind that for a moment to make sure all was clear for his next mad dash. Ha! here comes Mary! I've sighted her first. Again the dash back to the radiator. Will she never go? Oh! she's settling down for a sleepg her tail's not twitching now-do I dare ? He dashed for the pan rack. Bang! Crash! Mary's awake! There are those horrible Jones! Aha! Mary was blamed for the pans falling and they've put her outsidef, They didn't suspect the tiny mouse. Now my journey will be easier. Back to the pan, across the Hoor, and into that open crack! Aha! here's a trap! I'll just take the cheese and then sneak off ! Clang! Ho! Ho! I've cheated them that time and had a feast as well! Now I'll go home. Oh! What's that large creature? Will he hurt me? Can I go back? Is it safe ?-He's going-no-yes-he's gonef,

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Page Twenty-seven V OX FL U M I N I S Rex immediately jumped in after him. He worked many minutes before he got him out, but in the end he did. The two dripping figures went back to the hut. This did 'not stop them from trying again. Two days after they set out again with tools so that when they came to the river they made a raft. After making it they went to the selected spot. The man felt pleased, and decided it was a good spot. A letter was written to the company, and men came out to see the ground. They liked the spot very much and thanked him, but he said if it had not been for Rex he could not have done his work because Rex had saved him from drowning. ' The two pals did not go back with the men but helped to build the town and stayed there happily together. -Marian McCurdy, Grade VIII. A SHIP FROM SPAIN The sea was hushed and silent. The wind that had been so violent Calmed down to a breathless hush. Sir George, he paced the lawn, He looked to the sky where the sun had shone, And he cried, 'Twill come with a rush. At last the rain came pouring down, Down on the meadows, down on the town Of St. Mary's not far from the sea, Where the ship Sir George wanted Lay waiting, Waiting, Waiting for the wind off the lea. It carried silver, it carried gold, For that night at St. Mary's it was to be sold, Sir George, he wanted the gold that was there, To get for his King and Her Majesty fair. The sea was so rough, and the wind so strong, That the ship, she went down before very long, The gold and the silver was gone, all gone, Down to the bottom of the sea. --Eleanor Tucker, Grade IX.