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

Text from Pages 1 - 68 of the 1935 volume:

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Cf course -we knew nothing about it because we were only class representatives then and our job was to come to meetings when we were asked to, make suggestions now and again when we could think of them, and most important of all, get contributions from our classmates. It has been said that all is fair in love and war and we would like to add editing-coax, threaten. plead, Hatter, do anything to make people write. Wfe started out to edit the magazine full of enthusiasm and with a wonderful theory about making the magazine more interesting by asking the girls to write the kind of thing that they would want to read. Getting contributions was, we thought, just a matter of giving a few pep talks to the class representatives and then keeping at them till they handed in the work. Having had the job ourselves, we knew that theirs would be no easy task but we had struggled with it so long that We also knew it was not quite impossible if only we persevered. VV e decided that editing, like Christmas shopping, is 'best done early so we were going to have our literary efforts all sorted out before the Easter holidays. Were we? We soon found that we were not, the class representatives were sorry, very sorry, but their classes wouldn't write, and strangely enough, our own class wouldn't write either. This was a bit disconcerting, but since everyone seemed to agree that if only she could have some of the holidays when she was :no longer haunted by that awful apparition, homework, she could and would write. There was nothing else to do so we gave everyone a week of the holidays in which to become writers. At the end of the week we went back to school, we had pestered our own grade over the telephone and the result of this was meagre enough, but from the rest of the school we received-one poem! No more, no less! A bit discouraged we set to work to make the best of what we had. Hours of reading literary efforts followed, and finally out of the chaos came what we thought were the most suitable compositions arranged in some sort of order. The pictures were taken and the cuts made. and now at last as we write this it is all at the printers. Wihe-n you read this you will have your magazine in your hand. Possibly we have not arranged it as you would have done. but we would like you to understand that we can neither make nor mar the magazine, Vox Flumfinis is what you make it and we think that too few of you realize this. Somehow most of you imagine that if you scribble one story or poem, not necessarily your best work, you have done your share. You haven'tl and until everyone does her best V ox Fluminis will never be the magazine we would like it to be. For you there is another year and we hope that next year our dream magazine will be your reality. But even if this Vox Fluminis is not all we had hoped to make it, still we were right when we thought editing would be fun. -- -5 . -. . , v ' I . . ' , v ' . ' .yi p' 'Aff Vox FLUMINIS e '9 . .Q 1 Principal is Letters p is Rive1nbE --' l , ,, Ar I Dear Girls, ' ' . ' 'V' ' I am very happy to greet you in this my first 'appearggff Vox Flmfmhzis. I have only been in Winimipeg nine months, has been so kind and friendly that I feel quite at home alreadyts 1 - 5 ,. girls-for their patience and help. There were so many new me to learng for example, the buildings-and the shortest distan ' two points,-the names, and with them connect their faces, -vi I should like to take this opportunity of thanking everyonef Y c characters, -and if possible their handwriting! The seft books-'ani De they contaifng the customs and rules of the school-and of the? .' of Education ! I 1 ,xv-, Courtesy, Honesty, Order. Obedience, Loyalty. ' I In closing I should like to express my congratulations to the Staff, who have Worked so hard and faithfully to make this success. ' ' ' Q L I Yours affectionately, I I J. MAY CAREJ xy A E - v . vl. . ga.' Some things were not new-our aims and ambitions-4-oui after those qualities for whichvthe Word school - standsf-7515 1 . l 'K Pagc Five VOX FLUMINIS MIS-S J. MAY CARTER I I.- w 1 X . A S VOX FLUMINIS r s-cHooL NOTES Q i Lv 44 First Term C 5 Cl4l5'5Q ' ' -.44 ' School opened September 14th Awith our new principal, Miss: Dr. Mackay came to prayers and introduced her to us. . Q Early in October Mr. Avison spoke to us in prayers of 'the clothing around Deloraifne. As a result, three large 'boxes were H1 sent to that dried-out area. 4 . on Friday, October 27th. Each grade gave a skit-the teache resented a Rnverbend class-and we ended with ' eats in the -dining The next afternoon the junior School had' their party, the prefects entertain the children. ' The Senior School Hallowe'en Party was held as usual in- th 1 . , . . 5 After some delay, we had our Field Day early in November.. Hall came first in the Senior events, and Douglas took the Junior C detailed account will be found elsewhere. Q 1 , Our sincere congratulations to everyone who helped make the play She Stoops to Conquer such a success on the night 'of 1 ber 23rd. ' ' The last day of the Christmas term was the occasion of a i presentation The Children's Messiah, by the combined Glee. The si-nging was interspersed with three stories, told by Aline Ha gJ,,,,. I . S, .- ---x Q.,--+...-,,.. E ,. X A ' x ,gp X Second Term . . X . resolutions served to strengthen our morals-badly 'needed afte Christmas reportsidrj On February 22nd, Miss Carter entertained Grades X, XI ai at a party in the middle house. Miss Carter, Col. and Mrs. . Y and Mr. and Mrs. W. M. Neil received the guests. After danc' had -a lovely lunch about 11.15. We danced again till 12.30. Than more, Miss Carter. . V , J , School reopened on january 11th. For a' 'short time, New 1 . I ' 1 l o The all-important inter-school basketball games were playedg ing the Easter term. sentative in the dining room one March morning All the pos activities were poitraved on the screen with information .amu otherwise-accompany ng it . V The Junior Plays were presented under the patronage -of Mrsf on Friday, March Sth. As a result, the school has some thirty for future use. 'f ' An interesting illustrated lecture was given us by a .post office . . . . J I , . . . -u . C i . . - 0 ' 4 Q 1 I I Page Seven VOX FLUMINIHS' just before the holidays, we had our annual gym. display-very suc- cessful according to all reports Qwe thought so, tool. Various dances, exercises, and apparatus were clfimaxed by a gra-nd march and God Save the King. Third Term A certain do-or-die air was noticed in the Senior School the first day after holidays, partially worn off now, however, probably because we never could be serious in tunics. Un the occasion of the King's Silver Jubilee, Mrs. A. M. Campbell gave us a delightful talk on The King and Queen. Events we have yet to enjoy: The Qld Girls' visit. The Swim-ming Meet at the Y.VV.C.A. The Garden Party. h Closing and all that goes with it. And? Exams. -1-11nl1i- A TRIBUTE ' IN CE the founding of Riverbend School in 1929 Miss Laura Cull has supervised the Junior Department and taught Grades l and 2. It is undoubtedly true that the present status of the school in NVestern Canada is -due, in no small measure, to her wise and gracious leadership. The beginners who have entered Riverbend during the past six years have been privileged to begin the adventure of learning under the guidance of a teacher of wide experience and unusual professional prestige. After occupying various positions of responsibility in the Elementary schools of Winnipeg, Miss Cull was selected to demonstrate primary methods in the Provincial Normal School, and was later one of the first teachers chosen for the Normal Model, where she taught until that school was closd in 1922. It was not, however, as a Pri-ncipal of a city school or as a Normal School instruct-or, but as a teacher of little children that Miss Cull found the greatest happiness in her chosen profession. She has continually resisted flattering offers of promotion in order to remain in the primary classroom. Her sympathy with their youthful viewpoint and her rare gift of arousing in her pupils an enthusiasm for work for work's sake have contributed largely to her success. Because she belongs to that select group of living teachers who grow and develop steadily throughout the years, she has possessed the power to quicken life in the minds and souls of her pupils. ' ' VOX FLUMINIS Page Eight Duri-ng the past few years Miss Cull has enjoyed the highest tribute that can be paid to any teacher. Her old pupils, often at a great sacrifice, have brought their own little ones to her, coveting for them the sympa- thetic understanding and sane training that it was the parents' privilege to receive from Miss Cull. Riverbend is losing Miss Cull as a memnber of its staff but is retaining her as a staunch friend and well-wisher and as a member of its Advisory Council. For years to come the influence of her 'personality and the results of her splendid teaching will be felt in the upper grades of the school. MISS ERITH T IS difficult to know where to begin when we come to wriite about Miss Erith. Perhaps the plays have been her most spectacular workg in the three years she has been with us she has produced six plays. Make Believe was the first and Cinderella the last. Between these two came The Rose and the Ring, Twelfth Night, Alice in Woncler- land and She Stoops to Conquer, all the Hrst of their ki-nd. If Mi-ss Erith measures the worth of her plays in the pleasure and expenience which they give to us. her actresses, 'and we are sure she does, the-n she must feel amply repaid for all the work which she and Miss White have put into them. Miss Erith has also done a great deal for the Magazineg it was she who First suggested that V 01' Fliumiuis be edited by the girls-a big step forward-and though her editors start with only ambition to make up for the knowledge they lack, she somehow manages to guide without ever dictating. VVe are not sure what it is about Miss Erithis English classes. but they seldom fail to be interesting and it is a feather in her cap that even Page Nine VOX FL UMINIS those who find English difficult enjoy her periods. From this it will be surmised that Miss Erith's method of teaching is absolutely painless, and we might add that she usually manages to teach us the set work in time to give us some entertaining book or play of her own choosing. Although we have not yet mentioned Miss Erith for herself alone. her achievements must have spoken for her and it only remains to say how sorry we all are to learn that she will not be back at Riverbend in September. The Senior .Muse A TALE OF DAWENDINE CSenior Prize-winning Storyj HE silvery mloon looked down on a calm lake of transluce-nt midnight blue, surrounded -by tall, dark evergreens. Two canoes started out from the cover of the shore. The Man in the Moon winked and laughed his silvery, rippling laugh when he saw that one canoe contained a young Indian brave and a chieftain's daughter. Cupfid's assistant had watched these two before. and he knew that in the not far distant future there would be much feasting among the tribe, and that a very new bride would shyly look up into the eyes of a handsome young brave. The laugh died in the distant cloud hills and the Moon Man looked for the other canoe. There it is. It has only one occupant. No, two. A young girl and a dog. The Moon Man looked wlith genuine pleasure upon the maid. He called her his little Earth Daughter. Earth Daughter was not an Indian. No one knew what her nation- ality was, but quite obviously s-he was n-ot Indian, though her hair was as raven as any redskin's. I-n sharp contrast with her black hair, her face was creamy and pure, like the petals of a gardenia. She was beautiful. Many were the young braves who loved to see the color deepen in her face. to see her black eyes dance and sparkle, and to see her red lips part in a laugh or smile over a set of beautiful teeth. From whence she came no one knew. As a tiny baby she had been found by Dominick. the chief of chiefs, in the rosy dawn of morni-ng. She was lying on the sandy shore of Yaada. the Lake of Beauty. Because she was so lovely, because he was getting old, and because he was childless, he had taken the tiny baby up in his arms and whispered, I will take thee for my own, wee one, and I shall call thee Dawendine. Child of Dawning, 'because thou hast come to me to make my old age a thing of rose and blue and gold like yo-nder sunrise from whence thou hast come. Oh Dawendine. thou hast caught mv hard old heart in thy baby hands. I shall leave it in thy keeping, but I trust thee not to break it. V OX F L U M I NI S Page Ten and so saying, he stepped into his canoe and took the baby Dawendine back with him to his chieftai'n's Wigwam where she grew u-p, loving him as her father and being loved by all as if she really were the daughter of the greatest chief of the Lake of the Woods. g Dominick was learned, much travelled, a-nd wise. As a young boy he had been educated by the best tutors in Canada and later attended her greatest university. On completing his studies he had travelled f-or ma11y years. He had marvelled at the learning of Oxford, the cathedrals of F rarnce, the pyramids of Egypt, the horses of Arabia, the forests of Afnica, the sheep of Australia. and the vastness of the Amazon, only to return to Canada, to place his hand upon the ageing shoulder- of his father and sav, I have seen many countries, father, but I love our Canada the best, so I have returned to assist you in any way I am. able, to rule our peo-ple fairly, and to try and lighten the burden from your shoulders so that you may. in your last years, sit back and smoke your pipe in peace. , Now Dominick was an old man, much older than his father had been when he had sped to his Happy Hunti-ng Ground. The education and travel he had received, and the years that had begun to sit a little heavily upon his shoulders had made him wise. Though he lived with his tribe away from civilization he kept in contact with the outside world, and his methods of governing his people would put ours to shame. ' His people still lived in wigwams in the Summer and wore the piC- turesque garb of their ancestors. No car had ever travelled their trails and no rod and reel had ever caught fish from their lakes. Yet it was the twentieth century. These were the things that were passing through Dawendine's mind as she skimmed across the glassy surface of the lake. ' Dominick had taken her to the great cities of Canada, had bought -her lovely clothes, taken her to operas and thein asked her if she would like to see all the world and live like a lady, the lady she would have been had she not been left on Yaada's shores, for Dominick r-ecognized in her the in- born grace of a lady. the airs and graces that had descended to her through countless generations of beautiful women. Dawendine had not hesitated. She had slipped her hand into his and said softly. s No sire. I like it better in thy Wigwam. There is peace there. and beauty. and I prefer to see thee in thy chieftain's garments to these evening clothes. I will not go. So he had taken her back and she had never re- gretted her decision. for the bond between them grew daily stronger, as together they read the latest books in the shade of a tree or discussed the most prominent economic problems of the day. af as :af wk g Not many moons after Dawendine had been seen by the Moon Man, Dominick received a letter from a friend of his, a young Canadian. who Page Eleven VOX F L U M I N I S lived in VVinnipeg. This gentleman, whose name was Gordon Kent, had once saved his life and a deep bond of affection existed between the two. The letter contained G1 request that he be allowed to visit his old friend, the Indian chief. It was against Dominick's principles to allow any white mlan within the b-oundary -of this Indian haven except those whose busi- ness took them thither, such as government officials, missionaries, etc., but he wanted to see Kent again before he was called Home and he was get- ting too old to attempt the journey to Winnipeg. Dominick had sat pondering for some time over the letter. Dawendine noticed it, and said, g Sire, thou hast smoked many pipes over the letter. Does something trouble thee? Can I help thee? Thou knowest, sire, that I would do anything for one who has been so good to me. I know thou wouldst, fairest Howler, but---. Tell me, little Dawendine, hast thou given thy heart to one of my braves P No, sire, slowly, I like them all, but not one has taken my heart away. Thou art the only one that hast custody of that. Dawendine, I am an old man and before I seek my Maker in the Happy Hunting Ground I would see thee safely wedded. I love my people, but Child of Dawning, thou art too good to waste thy precious years here in the tribe of an old Indian. Nay Dawendine, as she started to protest. I know better than thee wherein thy happiness lies. But sire, thou art not going yet for many summers. Do not send me away for awhile. I would rather remain with thee l I kn-ow, I kfnow, Dawendine. We shall see. but for the present do not 'trouble thy pretty head. Sing to me instead. X The old chief lay back and closed his eyes. To all it would seem that he was quietly listening to the rare beauty of her voice, but he wasnlt. There was a struggle going on in his heart. A bitter struggle. He wanted Child of Dawning to marry one of his braves and for 'the two of them together to rule his tribes, but he knew that there was better than that in life for her and it did not lie in an Indian wigwam. Her true happiness. he knew, lay in the -ou-tside world. and with a young Canadian by her side, so. after she had crept away, thinking him asleep, Dominick wrote to Gordon Kent. ' sf :nf we Pk . You can teach me so much, Dawendine. You can even tell me more about the plays I have seen than I can. and you have only read them. Gordon Kent looked despairingly at the girl while her quick hngers flew at her basket work. But that is because you only went for the pleasure. I read them to learn something. There is a great difference. t I suppose so. Still, I have yet to find something that I can tell you about of wh'ch you don't already know more. VOX 1iLUil1lINIS Page Twelve XV hat about the songs you sing? Ujazz? I'm a pretty poor specimen if that's all I can trim you in. Gordon lay back, his hands behind his head, to study her more in- tently. The sun was slowly descending and as it .crept lower -and lower it seemed to make a hal-o about her. She looked like an angel. The sweet expression of her beautiful face, her lovely disposition, only served to in- tensify his longing. After a long pause he asked, Dawendine, why do you and Dominick .always u-se the familiar language when you speak to one another? Neither of you uses it at any other time. Because, Gordon, he always used it with me. and I used it with him. Then as I grew older I learned the familiar language was used only when people thought a great deal of each other. I think I must always have subconsciously realized this because I never used it with anyone else. It's a mark of re-spect and love on my part. I've n-ever questioned why he does. That night when Gordon and Dominick were the only ones left about the camp Ere. Gordon asked Dominick if he intended Dawendine to marry a brave. VVhy do you ask, my son ? Because I love her, Dominick. No, Gordon. She is too good for an Indian. I don't kn-ow who she is or whence she came, but she is a lady of good birth. She has given me much happness, and much as I would like to marry her into my tribe, I owe her her own happiness. Thalt. I am sure, she will End with some man of her own race and standing. XVhat is her standing, Dominick ? Dominick looked rather qufzzically at Gordon, shook the ashes from his pipe and said, very simply and earnestly, Yours, Kent. is aa: :sf Pk The birds had migrated to the south twice before Dominick's health really failed him. Une day in early June he had been carried to a bed of balsam boughs o-n the shore so he could view the lake shores he was so loath to leave. Dawendine sat by his side and softly sang the songs he had taught her in her childhood. After she had sung them all, D-ominick asked her to go up to the wigwam to get his pipe for him.. XVhen she returned she found Gordon Kenft with Dominick. V Dominick saw her eyes light up and as she filled his pipe for him by the firelight. he saw her blood rise. then leave her pale. He read the expressions on her lovely face as he had read them from childhood, and it was with a deep sigh of peace and contentment and yet of longing that he realized she had found her true happiness. As Dawendine came forward to give Dominick his pi-pe he signalled to Kent and as the two stood beside him, wai't'ng, he said a prayer. and never. Page Tlzirteen VOX FL UMINIS was there a lovelier one. for their happiness. Then he took the beautiful white hand of his adopted daughter and placed it in that -of Gordon Kent's with the words, softly spoken, Till death d-o you part. Then with a 1-ook at 'their happy faces. he smiled, and asked Dawendine to sing for him once more. VVhat shall I sing for thee, sire? 'Tosti's Goodbyef Dawendinef' Sometime, neither knew exactly when, while Dawendine was singing that beautiful, poignant song, lthe soul of a great man was freed from its earthly bonds, and with only a pause for another blessing on the two it left behind, it lightly winged its way to the Happy Hunting Ground and the Great Gne of all N-ations. I X :uf vs Pk Once more, the Mo-on Man looked down from his billowy throne and saw a canoe. It contained a very lovely. new bride. Her hair was raven, her face sweet, and 'beautifu'l, her heart full. Beside her sat a young man in whose eyes, love, wonder. and more love were struggling for supremacy. The Moon Man looked -away. His happiness for his Earth Daughter brought tears to his eyes, but he smiled as he looked d-own again and saw her hus'band's arm around her, their faces turned toward the future, and heard them say softly, Till death d-o us part. -planet VViggins. Grade XII, Garry Hall. A SAD STORY At the table I casually said, Exams are over and I'm nearly dead. No more studying, no more work, No more alarm clocks at me smirkf, For tonight at least, I've nothing to do, I'll -sit by the radio, an experience new. I'll read if I want, or I might even sew, Or be taken to see an amusing show. But alas for my plans, the telephone rang And over the wire a-n annoyed voice sang, VVhere are the stories you promised to write? You have no work. so do them tonight' So there I was sitting, and trying to think, fPlease, no cracks. not even a wink lj No show that night, -no books were near, As for the radio programmes, oh dear! -Katherine Hall, Grade XI.. Garry Hall. O V OX F L U M I NI S Page Fourteen ' Y . IF I HAD A 'SHIP If I had a ship, I'd sail my ship Down through the southern seas, NW-th some time to spare On an islaind there Iid make my home 'neath the trees. And there would I peacefully lie, Wlatching the sun-bleached boulder shore At ebb-tide, a rippled and shining Hoor, Beneath the ro-of pf the blue-grey sky. And I'd think to myself, as I gazed o'er the sea, Of the beauty of nature and God's kindness to me. -Elenor VVard, Grade XI., Douglas Hall. FORGIVE AND FORGET Have not a thing to do Wfith anger -or vain fret. If anyone offends you, Forgive and forget. Remember people's troubles, Do nothing you'll regret: ,lust do the right thing, Forgive and forget. N -Catherine Walton, ' Grade XI., Garry Hall. I THE ADVENTURES OF AMOS-A CANARY T VVAS the mo-nth of May. Violets were just coming up from. the ground after a long period of being tucked away beneath the snow. Everything seemed to be alive with Spring. In a little cottage on the hill a canary was hopping about .in his cage. He had not exercised his wings all wifnter, and on this particular morning was feeling very gay. Later on in the morning an old lady who lived by herself in the cottage came to open the windows of the tiny cottage to let in the spring air. Then Amos had a bright idea--why not go out to see the world for him- self? The lock on his cage was very loose, so he could easily get out. At first he was rather frightened at the idea, but the more he thought about it the braver he became. With a bit of tugging 'at the lock he was free. and fiapping his wings he flew out of the window and into the open air. Oh. it was good to be out, he thought, as he went happily on his way. He Hew over pleasant country lanes. and bye and bye lit on the bough of a tree to take a rest. I t:a..m Q' ...nn 1 -i 071 o 'A '35 F! Page Fifteen VOX FLUMINIS As the time passed, great black clouds began to form in the sky. Sud- denly he felt a drop -of rain and then another and another. Light-ning began to flash, the sky seemed to open, and he heard a great peal of thunder. T-his was dreadful-whatever was he going to do. He got a great splash of dirty water on his nice clean yellow feathers. He had to find shelter somewhere. As he flew dowln to the ground, he felt that the wind would tear his wings apart. He struggled along, and finally was so exhausted that he fell into a dead faint. . A VVhen he awoke a pale m-oon was shining overhead, which formed queer shadows on the ground. VVhat was that hoot? An owl, of course, but as he listened to it, it seemed to say, You've lost your way. you're all alone. Then he began to cry, and as he was about to pick up a leaf to dry his eyes with, he saw a grey shadow on the ground. What ever was it? As he looked again he saw that i-t was a cat, a cat with fierce whiskers, a sweeping tail. straight ears. and a l-ong grey body. VVhen he looked at it, it seemed to be smacking its lips. He tried to raise himself from the ground, but was not able to. His wings were still wet from the rain.. He took big leaps along the ground, a-nd at every jump he took, the cat seemed to take a b.igger one. Goodness, he thought, fthe cat nearly had me in hi-s mouth. The ca-t gave Amos a big cuff with his paw but just in the nick of time a little gust of wind seemed to take him up from the ground. and he was saved for that second. Then the cat began to chase him again, but -this time with more determination. Then suddenly he saw before him the cottage where he livedg was he ever to live there again? Perhaps after this he would live inside of the ca't's stomach. His wings were nearly dry by this time, and hnally he raised himself from the ground and flew -for all he was worth to the cottage on the hill. As he flew in the window he could still see the cat behind him. He flew into his cage and shut the door. Then he saw the cat outside the window looking at him. As he looked up at the fireplace he saw a picture and on it was painted, Home Sweet Home. After all, the violets were no different here than elsewhere. And as he tucked his head beneath his wings, he still saw before him Horne, Sweet Home. CVVith apologies to VValt Disney's Silly Symp'honie. j -Maria Kipp, Grade VII., York Hall. A DREAM ONG after Mary had departed, I sat pondering over our strange conversation. VVould it be easy or difficult to dispose of a large sum of money in a short time? The fire was burning brightly and my chair was delightfully comfort- ableg I began to get sleepy and presently I dozed. A hand was tugging at my shoulder and Mary was endeavoring to make me become sufficiently awake to listen to what she had to say. It VOX F L U MINI S . Page Sixteen seemed that we had both been left eighty -thousand dollars to dispose of in twelve hours! VVe decided to go separate ways, and on dressing and going out I noticed the surroundings not at all familiar! On pursuing this discovery further I found that I was in London Qmy, I'll never forget 'how startled the bobby was when I asked him what city I was in lj. ' Eighty thousa-nd dollars to dispose of by ten o'clock-a strange city but then, a strange quest. I took a bus Q-one has to run afiter them in Londonj but on second thoughts changed to a taxi. I might as well begin to be extravagant. When I was asked where I wanted to go I told the driver to take me to the most exclusive fur shop in London. Little did I expect such elegance as when I stepped into a prominent fur shop in Bond Street. The haughty clerk passed a remark about another of these rich Americans. came over to me and proceeded to try and be diplomatic. O-n leaving the shop I was minus ten thousand dollars, spent recklessly on a coat of Russian sables. but well on my way to spending the eighty thousand dollars. On walking in a residential district in London I noticed a sign read- ing, Auction Sale. Mr. G. C. Lorry, auctioneerf' and being curious. flike most trayellersl I entered. Following the crowd through the room-s I perceived what appeared to be a genuine Chippendale desk. Although quite small. it had an appeal- ing air about it. ' Next thi-ng I realized was a huge woman with repulsive features evidently determined to be the next possessor of the desk. Feeling as though I could not let a thing -of beauty, quality and an- tiquity be owned by its opposite. I decided to purchase it myself. She opened the bid at one 'hundred and I raised her by the same amoufntg two other parties entered at a slight raise. When the bid reached a thousand dollars, the other two -bidders dropped out and the bid became a battle between us. Other spectators watched us curiously and all noticed how Mrs. Phelps CI shall call her that for the purpose of referring to herj hugged her pug-nosed Pomerania-n closer as if in disgust. When the bid reached two thousand dollars, proposed by myself, she faced me, looked me over from head to toe. slowly turned her back and left with an exaggerated swagger. The crowd tittered. and seeing my rival van- quished promptly lost all interest and settled back to await the next fight. VVell, that was twelve thousand disposed of. fLater, I found the desk was a fraud alnd worth probably about twenty dollars.j The clerk was saying in her most gushing tone. -was just imported. It is one of Patouis ni-ost successful models. would you care to try it on? I am sure Madame would look charming. Being somewhat amused and mostly bored. I told her I'd. take it and others in such a matter-of-fact tone that she gave me a bewildered look and hurried away to do my bidding. Page Seventeen V O X FL U MINI S To date. thirteen thousand-a good lump sum could be spent on a car, so off to the shops I went. The big imported cars were such a terrific price. I felt I couldn't possibly keep it in oil a-nd gas-after what was left of the eighty thousand had g-one. After spending a lot -of time in indecision, I finally 'bought a Daimler, selling at four thousand. To spend the remaining sixty-two thousa-nd seemed to be an impos- sible task, and to make it worse I only had two and a half hours in which to do it. . I had heard several days previous to this, that the world-famed library containing many original manuscripts and portfolios of tfhe late Sir James M. Kerry, was being offered for sale, the proceeds of which were to go to charity. On some vague intuition I went up to the Kerry estate and made the representative ain offer. I became the next owner of the library for a m-ere song fthat is, a mere song for such a famous collectionj- sixty-two thousand dollars. just then- Gwen, wake up. You're already fifteen minutes late for your music lessonf, And did I tear! -Gwen Ramsay, Grade X., Garry Hall. GRADE X. COOKING VOX FLUZWINIS Page Eighteen A POEM COME TRUE I read a poem the other day That said things in a funny way. It told of suns that never set And birds and fairies that always met. It told of beautiful running streams And great big fluffy, silvery dreams, Of elves that danced and sang all day. Skipping and jumping so merry and gay. I thought this silly, and well I might, Till I saw it all, the other night. -June Edmison, Grade X., York Hall. TO A BOOK WORM Of all the insects I've ever met, I like the book worm the best. as yet. Heis very quiet, but knows a lot. For he winds thru' the leaves getting all they've got. He's very powerful, so they say, 'Cause he grew to a person the other day. -June Edmison. Grade X., York Hall. THE LYRICAL BALLADS NE of the most curious a-nd interesting friendships in literature was that between Vtfilliam Wordswortli and Samuel Taylor Coleridge. VVordsworth invited Coleridge to Racedown, and in the spring of 1797 he came. It was a momentous visit. Nearly half a century later William and his sister Dorothy recalled his first arrival, how he did not keep to the high road, but leapt over a gate and bounded down the pathless field by which he cut off an angle. to meet them. And in this manner were the Lyrical Ballads made possible. V After this first visit. the XVorclsworth's moved to Alfoxden to be near Coleridge. and f-or a year they were in almost daily intercourse. The ideas of the two poets concerning poetry coinoided remarkably. Each was a stimulus to the other fbut particularly was Coleridge a stimulus to WO1'dSWOfthJ and Dorothy was an inspiration to them both-some of the descriptions in her Journal 'being almlost identical with passages from one or other of the poets. They often discussed the relative value of super-natural incidents and common life as themes for imaginative poetry. Gradually the idea came Page Nineteen VOX FLUMINIS to them of writing jointly a volume of poetry. Coleridge's endeavours were to be directed to persons and characters supernatural. Mr. Words- worth, oin the other hand, was to propose to himself as his object, to give the charm of novelty to things of everyday . . . and to awaken the mind's attention to the lethargy of custom and direct it to the loveli-ness and won- ders of the world before usf' Qnly three or four of the poems in the volume are Coleridge's. The Lyrical Ballads were received by many critics with a storm of opposition. They were charged with being prosaic, childish, unpoetic, and even stupiidg and merciless imitations were made of them. But that they were not' merely childish a-nd stupid, as some thought, was proved when they were still causing controversy twenty years afterwards, and when more and more people were reading and appreciating them. Coleridge said that the omission of less than a hundred lines would have precluded nine-tenths of the criticism. However this may be, Wordsworth has steadily risen in favour and has even been ranked as our third greatest poet. In submitting to print the second volume of Lyrical Ballads in 1800, W'ordsworth, partly on the advice of friends, decided to state some of his poetical views and his reasons for writing in the manner and on the subjects as he did. To this end he wrote a long Preface, which ex- pressed his philosophy of poetry. The.principal objectf' he says, which I proposed to myself in these Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or descri-be them, throughout, as far as was possible, in a selection of language really used 'by meng and at the same time to throw over them a certain colouring of the imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind iin an unusual way. He chose to write about common people and nature, because it is here that the elemental passions are at their simplest, and no artificiality. He used simple langu- age because if the Poet thinks and feels in the spirit of the passions of men, how ca-n his language differ in any material degree from that of all other men who feel vividly and see clearly? In his imaginative faculty he so far succeeded, that Coleridge says concerning it, he stands nearest to Shakespeare and Milton, and yet in a kind perfectly un-borrowed and his own. The gist of his poetic creed was that what sounds bombastic and affected in prose does so no less in poetry. VV hen we turn to the 'ballads themselves we F1-nd his views carefully and thoughtfully embodied. The poems all concern rustic happenings or scenes. They are all written with an austere purity of language. VVordsworth's minute and faithful description aind simple language give his work much both of its strength and its weakness. Oftentimes it becomes prosy. Coleridge cites lines in the Brothers which are the baldest prose, merely set down in metrical form. It is this same fault which makes for inconstancy in his style. and sudden descendings from the sublime to the everyday. This fault shows itself in still another form. where he uses thoughts and images too great for the subject. j VOX F L U MI NI S Page Twenty But the very fact that his descriptions are so accurate makes for remarkable and sometimes unexpectedly beautiful passages. He repro- duces what he sees or feels with unerring fidelity. Certain lines in particu- lar arrest one. s T he sun. above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. And from the Idiot Boy. By this the stars were almost gone. The moon was setting on the hill. So pale you scarcely looked at her: The little birds began to stir, Though yet their tongues were still. Through all, moreover, there is deep. sincere, a-nd original thought, per- haps best instanced in the Lines written above Tinter-n Abbey. . The poems on the Naming of Places are delightful. Michael and Ruth', are among the best narrative poems. VVith Wordsworth, everyone has his preference. I have heard at different times. and from different individuals, every single poem extolled and reprobated, with the exception of those of a loftier kind. which seem to have won universal praise. CColeridgej. The Lyrical Ballads contain Vlfordsworth at his best and at his worst. He does not thrill us. but he is quiet and truthful and sure of his message. VVe should be indebted to him if he had never written anything besides these lines from Tintern Abbey. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughtsg a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused. XVhose dwelling is the light of setting suns And the round ocean and the living air. And the blue sky, and in the mind of man A motion and a spirit that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. -Aline Harvey, Grade XII., Garry I-Iall. 1- y XJI 3 Mao . J. nm THE WILLOW TREE A' willow I saw one day by the brook. IVith boughs downbent and a mournful look. I gazed and gazed and asked her why Did she look so sad and need she cry? She raised her head and said to me, I'ni only a willow and I want to be A king of the forest. a great oak tree. Then a voice around us softly spoke. God mlade you great-not like the oak But great in your beauty and charm and grace, Beauty of heart as well as of face. I looked at the willow and she smiled at me, And I knew in her heart she wanted to be God's beautiful, charming, graceful tree. --janet XrVigglns, Grade XII., Garry Hall. DREAMS , W'eird. terrifying dreams that writhe and scream. That pass and repass in a fevered stream, Wfith hideous evil forms and perils dire. Like misshaped shadows on the wall or faces in the fire. Beautiful silvery dreams, elusive, vagrant, Gliste-ning fresh and poised and sweetly fragrant. In which we catch through iilrny portals riven Odd glimpses of an unremembered heaven. -Aline Harvey. Grade XII.. Garry Hall. Page Twenty-011-c' VOX FLU1lIIN1S VOX FLUMINIS Page Twenty-two OVERHEARD ON THE RIVER-BANK HEY were walking along the river-bank, a loving couple, with nothing to do but talk, talk, talk. That is just what they were doi-ng, they were talking, at least one of them was. Said he to she, H-ow beautiful you are, tonight, Betsy, but she gave no reply. Maybe she didn't think he meant what he had said. Perhaps she thought that he. like many other men, said that to every girl. They walked along for a mile or so, he passing complime-nts all the way, she uttering not a word. Now. there were many trees and bushes along the river-bank, so that although there was room on the path for the couple, no one else could possibly squeeze in beside them. There were tram-ps near-'by and they heard the incessant chattering of the man, and presumed that there was a woman with him, because he kept saying Betsy to someone. They could not see the couple. Suddenly one of the tramps said Hush, you twog did you hear what that main said just then ? No, replied the other two in a chorus. VVhat did he say ? VVell. said the hrst tramp, he said, 'Betsy you are all that I have in the world, and I'd hate to lose you. Besides, you're worth a lot of money. VV hat of it ? asked one of the other tramps. That doesn't inter- est me. VVhy, you foolf' said the first tramp. Don't you see? VVhoever is wfth that man is worth a lot of money. If we could kidnap her, we would be able to secure a lot of ransom moneyf' ' A very good idea! exclaimed the third tramp. Let's do it this very night. Of course, blockheadg we'll follow them, out of sight, of course, and then when we come to the edge of this bush we'll spring out and catch her, then run back .into the woods. It's only a mile to walk. So, the tramps followed close behind our couple, and soon came to the end of the bush. Then the tramps sprang out, and were about to make a grab for the girl, when suddenly a loud moo-oo was heard from the supposedly wealthy woman. For he was but arn ignorant country lad who thought his cow was very beautiful, and quite priceless, and she. a -lersey cow. . VVell,', grunted the Hrst tramp in disgust, we certainly were fooled dat timef, Huh, snorted the other two. VV e were fooled? VVhat ye talkin' about? VV ho suggested this, anyway ? i --Eleanor Maclnnes, Grade X, Douglas Hall. COME AWAY! i Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, T Or surely you'll grow double, Up! up! my friend, and clear your lo-oks, VVhy all this toil and trouble? Page Twenty-t1z1'0e VOX IVLUIIIINIS Books, they are dull and endless things, What good in learniing History, With all its battles. dates, and kings? To me it's all a mystery. Forget there ever was a school, just for a little while. Remove the look of rigid rule. Replace it with a smile. Enough of Science and of Art, Enough of Latin tried. Come., now, and join our jolly class, Down 'by the river-side. VVith apologies to Xlfordsworth. -Eleanor MacInnes. Grade X., Douglas Hall. REDUCING ID you ever go to a fashion parade or a movie a-nd gaze with envy on the slim figure of a beautiful girl and wish in your heart all the way home, Oh, if I had a figure like that Y I did. I once went to a fashion show and gazed with envious eyes on the trim forms. I went home feeling very despondent indeed. But suddenly, out of the depths of despair an idea dawned. VV hy shouldn't I have a figure like that? There was no reason in the wiide world. The more I thought about it the more determined T became. Yes, I would reduce. I gave myself a couple of pats on' the 'Jack and felt that once more life was worth living. I rushed for a movie magazine where I had once read of an actress's reducing plan and resolvec. to follow it. VVhy, in no time I'd have a figure like hers! I also combined with hers a few other diets I had heard of so I would achieve the 'Jest results. And now I am going to impart the information to you. So girls, stop weeping over your excess avoirdupois and follow my i-nstructions. Beginning with early morning :-Rise at six. An alarm clock under your pillow is capital for this, as it rings without disturbing the family. After you have thrown off your lbedclothes, pull up the 'blind, open the window wide as possible, close the door, and greet the world with a smile. Better practise that smile at the first. You will 'need it. Now begin your exercises. I could tell you many, but I have only room for my two favorites. The first is touching your elbows to the Hoor one hundred times, and the second is to stand on your head for two minutes. bicycling the air with your feetg coasting downhill is not counted. Try to smuggle in a gramophone as it helps to break the monotony of -bend one, up two, which after the first hour becomes a bit tiresome. God Save the King is dandy. and Be-nd Down, Sister, also lends inspiration. Keep up these exercises for at least two hours, and then turn on the cold shower. Run it for awhrile, and when it is Vox 111. UMINIS Page Twenty-font, simply freezing, dash u-nder it. Screaming at the top of one's voice seems to help. After this, have breakfast. You will feel like eating a horse's neck, but don't. It contains fat. You may have a good breakfast con- sisting of one glass of tomato juiice and six glasses of water. After this hearty meal, if you are still hungry, a little birdseed may 'be added. 'If' the family say anything, look at them sorrowfully fyou'll be surprised how easy this isj and say, I am 'not hungry, thank you. This ought to squelch them, but if not, say you are not eating for the good of your soul. They will probably make some smart remark about it but just grin and bear it. It all adds to the fun. If you work at an ofhce or a school, that is just great. There is nothing like hard work to take off those extra pounds. Never walk there, always run. If you live near'your office or school, take a couple of runs around the block. If anyone stops you, say that you are training for the Olympics. but do'n't mention the word reducing, You will never hear the end of it if you do. After a good morniing's work, you may have some lunch. This should consist of a salad of spinach and lettuce, and two nutmegs for dessert. Take another couple of runs around the block after this pleasant repast and you will retur-n to work just bubbling over with energy and enthusiasm. Skip home from work to give yourself a big appetite for the real meal of the day. Try to eat it without the family, as the razzing at this point becomes a bit overbearing. A good plan is to retire to the attic, and after eating your scrumptious dinner of two soda bscuits and a plate of very thifn soup, repeat your exercises and then read a thrilling novel f Frankenstein is goodj until -bedtime. This routine should -be kept up for at least a week. Two weeks is even better. The second week you will feel peppiier than ever, and will be the life of every party you attend. By this time, girls, you will have such a wonderful figure you won't recognize yourself. So don't stand before the mirror bemoaning your reflection. Get lbusy. I guarantee from my own experience that after two weeks, fsuch a short time, iisn't it?j of this grand reducing plafn you will have the slimmest figure anyone could possibly desire. just try it once a-nd see. Let do or die be your motto, and the best of luck! - -Edith Haig. Grade XII, Garry Hall. A DAY FROM A SCHOOL GIRL'S DIARY EVEN o'clock! Too early to, get up so I decided to sleep for another half hour. VVoke again. I heard someone on the radio announce 8.15 and start giving the weather report. Sprang out of bed, dressed and ate my breakfast with the speed it is necessary to show on morn'ngs of sleeping in. , VV hen I arrived at school a boarder informed me that the first bell had gone f not one of the boarders who wait on the front stepsj. I put rljy things in my locker, forgot I had a key, and grabbed my books from a pile Page Twenty-five V VOX FLUMINIS on the pia-no. VV ent up stairs over more books. At the second door they were lined up, the only roomr however. In the eleven room everybody fwho couldj was perched on the radiator. The second bell went and silence followed a few minutes laterg followed also the late members. After prayers came the morning grind, with a little irregularity in bells as it was Monday and I was not used to the duty. Then came recess, and on the way to the milk aind biscurit room instead of climbing over books, I climbed over jack players, who used up all the available floor space. Next break was lunch, and in the washroom everybody washing at thesame time. After lunch I had to jump across more jack players to get to the gym. where a few of the non-jack players were firing requests at our pianist. , The afternoon was spent at a lafb. lesson C side attraction church gos- sipj and a gym. -class with grades tern and twelve. After study I waited around till one of the prefects had rounded up the people who insist on staying till 4.45. then left. , Q Bad radio reception, more homework done in consequencej -Nancy Morgan, Grade XI, Douglas Hall. A WISH O, give me a tent on some far lake-shore, There's nothing whatever that I'd like more, XV here the ripples frolic with zephyrs at play. And everything makes me feel happy and gayg VV here sunbeams dance in spritely style With little waves, while on them smile The kindly skiies of heavenly blue. Tinting the waters with their hueg XV here I can sit with my favorite book, Or lazily sprawl in some shady -nook, Wfhile I hark to the babbling sounds of a spring, And the joyous songs of birds on the wingg XV here breezes laden with sweet perfume Cool me in the heat of the afternoon. And as they breathe through leaves a-nd grass. Make woodland music as they passg VV here I. on velvety moss. can lie I And gaze with awe at the starlit sky. VVhi1e the moon bathes all with a silvery light. Till I'm lulled to sleep, 'midst the beauty of night. -Alison VVarner, Grade XII., York Hall. VOX FL U ill I NI S Page Twenty-six A Pomivi FoR HOMEWORK? i N THE first place, there are two vastly different ways of writing a poem. The easiest a-nd I think the best way is to see something or think of something and feel as if you wanted to write a poem about it. I am sure a good deal of bad poetry must have been written at one time or another, and I'm equally sure a large part of it was written for homez work. The night before such a masterpiece as this has to be handed in, or sometimes, it is to be feared, the night after, I, the potential poetess, sit down with a blank sheet of paper in front of me and take my pen ifn hand just as so many others have done before me. What can I write about? Haven't I heard somewhere that the world is full of a number of things- ships and sealing wax, cabfbages and kings? But none of these articles, varied though they be, suggest much in the way of a poem. Nature is always good as a last resort, but too many people resort to it. Vifhy, I wonder, should anything so beautiful supply the inspiration for such a proportion of worse than mediocre verse. Somewhere out of the past comes a hazy recollection of a Latin class with a muse of poetry in it. but that doesn't help. Did Xklordsworth write To the Daffodils just because he wanted to write a poem? I donit think so, and were those lines of Shelley's, which always give me and hundreds of us who read them a little inward thrill, composed after a lot of hard thinki-ng? They couldn't have been! But I, without a single spark of their genius. must write a poem for homework. VVhile I sit thus turning over in my mind the injustice of being asked to write poetry suddenly there is another side to the question. Even I know that mine is not good poetry but how much more pitiable my efforts must seem when read by one who knows something about it all. Still another thought pushes itself to the fore in my muddled brain, how many people have read all of even the best poetry which has been written down through the ages? I shouldn't thi-nk many have done it, and I wouldn't really be surprised if none could boast of this accomplishment. VV ith this point in view, it seems strange that it should be desirable for me and my classmates to write poetry at all. Besides which, doubting Thomas that I am, I do'n't think that the people who wrote the best poetry were taught to do it in any classroom. ' And all the rambling of my thoughts notwithstanding, I still have neither title nor poem to hand in tomorrow. -Margaret Aldous, Grade XI., Douglas Halli Editoifs N otc-These are my personal and not my official views. Page Twenty .seven VGX FLUMINIA GRADE XII. Six girls we are in a library old Which is stuffy and hot,or freezingly cold, Where things often happen which never are told And where teachers endeavor our young lives to mould. That lady called Luck was our greatest friend VVhen toxus she did Miss Macdougall send, A regular sort. though we hate to relate. One Whom We really don't half 'preciate. Cur president Edith who loves asking questions, Amuses the class with her artful suggestionsg In sports Inas Helen does brilliantly shine, y Making baskets, of course, her particular lineg Aline, our student, who thinks with great ease, Attacks all her problems like niouses do cheeseg Sonie of the hobbies which janet enjoys Are singing, and dancing, and skiing, and boysg Helen, our niinstrel, skips gaily along, Greeting every new crisis with snatches of songg Alison's talents are yet to be shown, We must ask you to wait until she's full grovvng We are honored in English by Elenor Lee, Wfhose encounters with Pickwick we all watch with gleeg h So these are the girls in that library old Which we like though stuffy, or freezingly cold. 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I O .- ll I li ji i S If sa - I '11 I i fs Hi Q 5 2 l C: l I' 0 HEI i 3 lil gil S H x fx ual HQ ll I 2- 92 GRADE X. Grade ten is the class with lots of pep, Grade ten is the class with the lively step. XV e are a happy, carefree bunch, Perhaps too carefree, I've a hunch. Betty is our president dear, On her we rely too much, l fear. Maurine. the pianist of our class Halls from Saskatchewan, a bon V v lass. rl: June. the girl who's full of fun, Always is ready to pull a pun. Dossie, the Sec. of Douglas Hall Answers nobly to the Call. Yvonne, our friend, who's slim a-nd tall, Is o-ne of our captains in basketball. Edna. who lives on Vifellington Crescent, Gained a point for always bei-ng present. n Ruth, a nice girl, who's by no means dumb, Always chews VVl'ligIC'j'S Spearmint Gum. Gwen, our pal, with her big, bold eyes. In the festival won a prize. Shirley. the girl with the winning smile, Is as jolly as can be all the while. Eleanor. the very smallest lass. Is the poet of our class. Miss Montgomery. our guide, and friend, U Has been but a year at Riverbend. Grade Ten Page Tlzirty-one V OX FL UMINIS A GRADE IX. CLASIS NOTES This is the Riverbend Broadcasting System, station N-I-N-E, bring- ing to you a resume of the events of one blue Monday morning in the Grade Nine class-room. First Period, Science. Miss MacDougall enters. Come along girls. Hurry up and get settledf' and the day has begun. X , Half an hour later she is leaning exhausted against the radiator, try- ing tokeep a listless class instructed in the principles of floatation. She begins to dictate Archimedes, principles, starting, When a body- and Lydia absent-mindedly finishes- meets a body coming through the rye. Luckily for Lydia the bell rings. 4 Second Period, Hygiene. Ten minutes after the bell Miss Rutherford trips in, and begins to teach them something they should have learned iin Grade VI. Every few minutes she goes to the board to illustrate some point, during which time the diligent students play catch across the room with a jack ball. Third Period. Miss Montgomery ambles in for French. By this time a general boredom has settled over the room, and numerous yawns are being unsuccessfully suppressed. Miss Montgomery proceeds to talk on indefintely about the apostrophe in Hgrand' mere while the sleep-y class watches the snow melt. When the quick steps of a Grade Eleven are heard hurrying to the bell, a smile of vague pleasure illuminates the faces of the girls, and they rush out to milk and biscuits. Twenty minutes later Miss Gregory enters. to find an exciting game of jacks in progress about to go on indefinitely. But eventually they are settled again, and the fourth period wears slowly away. Miss Erith comes in for the last period, the class rises, then sinks wearily down again thinking, 0nly forty minutes more till lunch. Soon Miss Erith is droning away at that most fascinating of books, Robinson Crusoe. By this time all efforts, on the part of the class. of assuming i-nterest are abandoned, and Pat, safe behind Betty, shamelessly writes a letter, while Marilyn sits in the corner huddled up in her blazer, and pokes Pat every few mi-nutes entreating her in a hoarse whisper to close the windows and turn on the heat. Agnes and Morna in the opposite corner are dili- gently drawing sketches of nothing in particular. Betty tries to look politely interested, but fails miserably and keeps asking Agnes for the time. while VVinnifred 'behind a pile of books, gets most of her homework done. Vivian amuses herself by fussing with Lydia's hair, soo-n exhaust- ing the patience of her victim, who, after a disgusted glare at Vivian, moves her desk forward out of reach, and continues to stare vacantly around the room. Vox FL UMINIS Page Tztiffy-fam Suddenly the bell sounds and the half-sleepi-ng students come to life miraculously. By the time a relieved teacher has given out the homework, Betty and Wiiiiiifred have escaped inconspicuously out of the back door and are probably half-way home. The rest of the girls stagger out, think- ing-lunch!! But then their spirits drop again. Sewing all afternoon! A Did you hear that crash the other morning before prayers? That was Winnifred and Betty trying to move the piano, but they moved it the wro-ng way and had to spend the next ten minutes getting it upright and putting the keys in place. g We hope Vivian will forget her grammar troubles for a few weeks while she basks in the California sun. Lydia excelled herself in the Easter exams. by getting one hundred and three per cent in Latin. I Marilyn, known by her bouncing march, is this year's new additionto our class. She's a boarder. pea-green from Dryden. Agnes provides much entertainment to bored classmates by becoming hoarse and more hoarser while reading history. Pat recovered from a dangerous tonsil operation in time to attend the daince. The class stooge. in other words Morna, -spends most of her time getting chalk for Miss Gregory, and closing the door. XV e have spent this year under the iron rule and eagle eye of Miss Vtlilson. So far we are none the worse and possibly a little better. This is statio-n N-I-N-E signing off. XVe hope to return again next year as station T-E-N. WHO'S WHO IN GRADE VIII. VVho's the artist who draws so well, In fact her drawings are simply swell-- julia. VVho's the girl who's always giggling, XVorries the teachers with her wriggling- Ruth. XV ho five weeks did with us stay. And on the piano she does play- Marjorie. XVho's the girl who likes to walk. To ru-n. to jump. to eat and talk- J . Margaret. XVho's the jolliest in our class, Fair, and clever. what a lass- Caroline. Page Tlzivfty-flzrec VOX F L U All I NI S VVho's our diver, dark and tall, VVho's very good at basketball- Louie. VVho's the girl who hates to work, And in the gym you'l1 find her lurk- Mary Rose. VVho's the boarder who wears the bands. Coming' from the northern lands- Verna. XVho's the tallest in our class. VVho is afraid she will not pass- Phoebe. VVho's our impish, dark-haired blunder, VV ho at the piano is a wonder-' Jean. VVho's the girl that has a double, And sometimes she gets into trouble- Peggy- NVho's our swimmer, short and strong. VV ho sometimes gets her lessons wrong- Pat. VVho's the girl who played Prince Charming, Wfhose pretty smile is most disarming- Iris. VVho's the girl with fluffy hair, And round the school she likes to tear- . ' Louise. XVho's our monkey, full of fun, And into mischief she will run- Nancy. GRA DE VII. Grade VII is a jolly class, Never letting fun go past. Wfhyl what is the matter now? Nothing-much, only that they e Have been in another row. They seem to be in distress, I guess it's because their room is In such a frightful mess. Taffy, Mary and Anna May Are tidying up without delay. Maria, Roberta and Kathleen Are' seeing that the boards are clean. Nearly all sports they delight in But, there are a few that they fight in. Now, this is all of the jolly class VV ho thought that work was such a task. -Kathleen Benner Vox FL UMINIS Page Thmy-fo W- CLASS NOTES FOR GRADES V. AND VI. MARjORIE'S SURPRISE PARTY CA Grade VI. versionj A.M. A state of great excitement prevailed in the Grade V. and VI. classroom. Girls were relating how they had made their cakes. cookies, candy, sandwiches and ici-ng. A small group of girls was gathered near the window, chattering like a zoo of monkeys. Someone saw Marjorie entering the building and managed to convey the news to us. Immediately girls sprawled on the floor, trying to look natural playing jacks. Some bright person had the idea of relating to a few supposedly interested listen- ers the horrors of her recent trip to the dentist's. I ' VV hen Marjorie entered the room everything looked natural. P.M. After-noon came. After lunch girls made trips over to the kitchen to see what the other girls' cakes looked like and to see if their cookies or candy were still there. Gthers stayed in the classroom to talk, taking care that Marjorie was not within hearing. XVith the excuse that we were going to have an extra library club, some of us guardedly concealed pencils in our pockets, or underneath our tunics. Much excitement was caused when one or two of them fell to the floor. to be hastily retrieved by their owners. Arriving at the drawing room we announced loudly that we were going to have a party. After playing several interesting games the Grade V. president pre- sented a gift to Marjorie. Tea was announced and we trooped into the other room where it was being served. It seemed that we had hardly begu-n when we were told that Marjorie's father and mother were waiting outside for her, so the party came to an abrupt end with rousing cheers for Marjorie as she rode away. -Joyce Johnston. APRIL EOOL'S DAY Vtfell. here it is April Fools' Day again. Lorna blossomed forth with some butter for the boards fwe are still washing them with solve-ntj. Miss Gregory's books were taken up to the galleries along with our drawers. Her table was cluttered up with signs, for insta-nce Out to lunch. Mutiny aboard ship. I-Ier chair was on top of the table, and the wastepaper basket on top of that. Our desks were turned backwards. Vlfhen work time came we were without pens and books. However, we had forgotten to move our examination pads from locker I!! These, with the dark purple pencils we had to buy from Miss Gregory, provided materials for the morni'ng's work. All day long there were giggles heard around the classroom, not because of another trick, but we were thinking of the morning's fun. Page Tlzivfty-ffm' VOX FL U M I NI S MUSIC UR First work of the 1934-35 season was The Children's Messiah, a charming collection of Christmas Carols for chorus, quartet, duet and solo work done by the comlbined Glee Clubs-a new departure for closing the Christmas term. On VVednesdays during the Easter term the Glee Clubs sang sup- posedly for the minister Qwho, however, did not always remember to comej- The Lord is My Shepherd, I Love a Lassie, Sweet and Low,', and Wl1o is Sylvia. The last morning Miss Cull and the school had a welcome surprise when the Glee Club QGrades one to fourj sang four songs very delightfully- Four and Twenty Blackbirdsf' Cradle Songf I Love Little Pussy and Tulips At the Musical Festival. VVe were all very proud of Gwen Ramsay when she took third place in a class of Fifty-three girls singing Mozart's Cradle Song. Ferne Cairns and Helen D. Thomson just missed the finals in their respective solo classes. Of the three duets the school entered, Ferne and Helen were the most successful, taking third place. VVilla Harvey and Shirley Muddiinan. and june Edmison and Eleanor Flett also sang very nicely. June the 14th is our closing day and we are working at songs for it now. VX7e are planning for the -lunior Glee to sing The Piping Song, Greetings, and Hush Thee My Babyug and the Senior Glee Club The Shepherdessf' Sweet Miss Mary, Evening, and On Airy Pin- ionsf' and our perennial favourite Pippa's Songf' -Maurine Stuart. SHE sTooPs TO CCNQUER HINKING back over the last Senior play, She Stoops to Conquer, we wonder how often it has been done before by an all-girl cast, and if they got as much fun out of it as we did. During the first term it took up a lot of our time. and we practised for weeks before the big night of November 23rd. VOX FLUMINIS Page Thierry-mf VVe had such a hard time with the inn scene. It seemed impossible to shake off the restraining influence of Riverbend. However, by dint of much practising the well-behaved you-ng ladies learned how to be boister- ous. and in the performance this was one of the very good scenes. Another part we had trouble with was the scene at the bottom of the garden, where Miss Erith had us in fits with a demonstration of how Mrs. Hardcastle should act. The fans were a great trial and so apt to be forgotten. The art of taking snuff was also revived. But whenever practising threatened to be too much for us. what with the cold gym and those stubborn lines, Mrs. Munro appeared at the door with cocoa and cookies. M-m-m-m. One Saturday morning we went down for our costumes. Hastings had a very thrilling cloak and Kate Hardcastle's dress was sweet. Some of us would have preferred other costumes, younger perhaps. but we must dress as befits our part. At any rate they were quite harmonious on the stage. 4 And now the pleasantly fearful moment just before the curtain rises. XVe are very nervous and consequently a bit weak at first. But we work up through all those funny scenes. until at the end cast and audience are thoroughly at ease and enjoying things immensely. The whole thing went off very well, with scarcely any mistakes. Sometimes lines were spoken too quickly. or in a low tone. More of that stage presence which comes only with practice was needed. The parts were very well taken. even the minor characters doing creditably. Especial mention must be made of Shirley Muddiman, Margaret Aldous and Edith Haig. who all performed excellently. Shirley as Tony Lumpkin was almost perfect. The directors. Miss Erith and Miss VVhite. worked harder than anyone else. and deserve great praise. Thanks are due to Catharine XValton, business manager. to Mrs. Aldous. who kindly loaned furniture, and to all those others who helped in various ways. ' The cast was as follows: Mr. Hardcastle-Margaret Aldous. Kate Hardcastle-janet Wliggins. Mrs. Hardcastle--Monica Cave. Tony Bumpkin-Shirley Muddiman. Constance Neville-Dossie McLean. Sir Charles Marlow-Gwen Ramsay. Marlow-Edith Haig. Hastings-june Edmison. Minor parts were taken by A. Harvey. V. Keeler, B. Moxon, E. Pinfold. Y. Seybold, M. Stuart, R. VVood. E. Maclnnes. D. Mel-Tayden, M. VVilso-n. B. Newcombe. A. Richardson. B. Klein, M. Kenny, and P. Leistikow. Wife hope that if Oliver Goldsmith was watching from some far Elysian landscape, that he enjoyed our performance of his most popular play. No doubt he looked on with interest while once again the heroine Stooped to Conquerf, -Aline Harvey. Page Tlziffty-seven I 'OX FLUMINIS THE JUNIOR PLAYS I-I! GH! Wfhat excitement! The great night of Friday, March Sth had arrived. the night on which our juniors were to present those ever-popular, age-old fairy tales of Cinderella and the Knave of Hearts. The auditorium was rapidly filling with parents and friends. Behind scenes a poor chamberlain was vainly attempting to stick on his beard. another was hunting for a shoebuckle. and still others were running over their parts to make sure of their lines. By eight o'clock everyone was ready. The curtains were drawn and the Knave of Hearts began. All went well until the pompous king Pompclebili the Eighth choked over the tarts which Violetta was supposed to have made with such an astounding recipe. This set everyone laughing. ,Shortly afterwards Violetta was proclaimed queen and the curtains were drawn for a short intermission. Then Cinderella was presented. Mary Harris made a sweet Cinder- ella and her two ugly sisters quarrelled realistically, much to the amuse- ment of the audience. Joyce .lohnsoin played the part of a devoted cat very well indeed and provoked much laughter, especially when she crawled into the paper bag in order to make herself a present for the prince. Marian Booth deserves credit for having taken the part of the fairy gotlmother so well on only a few hours -notice. due to the illness of Daphne Stanley Harris. In -both plays the costumes added a great deal of effectiveness and charm. The school would like to extend a vote of thanks to Miss Erith and Miss VVhite. the producers. Also to Miss Vaux and Miss MacDougall for their assistance with the costumes and propertiesg to Miss Rutherford for the dancing inthe playsg to Miss Potruff and Elenor VVard, the accompanists, and to Catherine NValton for her capability as business manager. -June Edmison, Betty Mackay, Shirley Muddiman. o THE BOADERS' TIME TABLE 7 .15-that bell again and Marilyn hides her head, I wish I didn't have to get up and get out of this nice warm bed. 20 to 8--that's breakfast time, and Phoebe's fuzz not combed, Oh. what a difference it all would make if I were onlv at home. Oh, Louie. hurry and eat that toast, it's already half-past eight, You know you have to make your bed and then the walk will be late. VOX FL UIWINIS Page Tlzirfy-eight 8.25-the first bell goes and Verna says, Oh Hat, And Maurine says. I'd be able to hurry, if only I wasinlt so fat. 'Round the old block we gallop and into the drug store File, And Pat is looking at movie books to find out the latest style. 9.OOQand up to prayers and so the day goes on. 4.30-comes and before you know it most of the day is gone. Outside, girls. and have a run in the nice cool, fresh air. 5 to 6-a free playtime or else for those who care At 6-you 6.30- 7 .30- To practice for an hour or so the pianos are always there. get into a bath, if it happens to be your time. Ant, take off all the dirt you've acquired Ant. scrub away at your grime. es and your appetite has risen to a ravenous state com e at your dinner you eat every bit of everything on your plate. r dinner you sit for a while and Louie and Phoebe play checkers, Mary 'lane sits down and plays the piano from some pictures. nc Aft Lxllfl, 1 means that's study and down to the library trot. Then there's one grand noise and sometimes trouble fraught. After your study you wander to bed, And go and are ready to lay down your head. Lights out for everyone except Ferne and me comes at 9.30 And sometimes a hurry to get there by then, .Xnd soon comes a teacher and our lights out at IO. -Maurine Stuart. PHYSICAL EDUCATION H.X'l' is the object of Physical Education? Physical Education helps us to produce and to maintain health in body and mind. It includes all activities such as gymnastics. dancing, swimming, 1n- door games, outdoor games. camp-life and in fact all occupations and exercise which help to create a love of outdoor life and a healthy way of liv'ng Page Tlzif1'fy-niaiizc VOX FLU.lII.YI.S At Riverbend School we have the opportunity of taking part in prac- tically all the above activities and we should make full use of our advan- tages. VVe want comipetitive games for girls in which all can participate and not only the highly competitive type of athletics such as basketball and track work. Remem-ber that the latter last only during our school careers. VV e should therefore try to acquire a greater variety of skill in games such as tennis. riding, golf, swimming and badminto-n and be able to do them reasonably well. Self-conhdence grows with achievementg one athletic game will not give us the same value that two or three will. Wfe would like to stress the point that Physical Education has not as its aim the highly trained athlete, but the opposite .g it tries to encourage all children to enjoy physical exercise. It promotes health, stability and strength, and develops skill and grace of body. Games give us organic power, emotional balance and self-control in trying emergencies, poise in defeat or victory, co-operation. leadership, loyalty and innate good sports- manship. VVe at Riverbend want to keep all these things in mindg we have a fine school spirit 'now in our games. but we hope in years to come there will be even more. -D.G.R. THE GYM. DISPLAY April 12th. 1. At eight o'clock the gym was full VVhile excitement reigned below, And the Poppy Girls a-nd Grasshopper Boys Put on their little show. 2. Up came the little one's and two's Vifith happy faces allg They did their exercfses well, Obeying Miss Rutherford's call. 3. The next to entertain us On forms. were five and six. Being followed by Grades three and four Vifho showed us many tricks. 4. Exercises on the march Vtfere performed by eight's and seven's. Then a burlesque, a great delight, VVas given 'by the eleven's. 5. Grades three to six came trooping in VVith dances bright and gay, And afterwards the rhythmic seven's Made their clubs whirl and sway. 6. Grades 'nine and ten in gingham gowns Renewed their childhood joysg Then elevens and twelves on narrow forms Balanced with perfect poise. VOX FLULWINIS Page Forty 7. The juniors and Seniors on horse and box Showed practice careful and long, f Next Seven and Eight did a Highland Schottische, And no one's steps were wrong. S. Grades five and six in costumes bright, In a clap dance were so graceful, Followed by the Se-nior girls Wlhose Danish proved successful. 9. The Grades eleven and twelve in their pyramids, Outdid themselves once moreg . Then excitement prevailed in the relay race, Douglas won, in a great uproar! 10. The Grand March ended a successful display, Wie formed R. S. and then, hurray! ' All are glad it is over at last. The dreaded night is a thing of the past. -Betty Moxon and Lydia Klein. THE FIELD DAY Wie held our annual sports day on November 10th, 1934. York Hall won the Senior Cup with a total of 64 points. Garry was second and Douglas third in the Senior events. In the Junior section Douglas Hall took first place with a total of 30 points, Garry second with 27 points and York third with 24 points. Page Forty-one 1 'ox FL UMINIS Winners in the numerous events Were: Race, Grades 1 and 2-1, joan Ross, 2. Muryn Anderson, 3, Gail Graham. 75 Yard Dash, Seniors-1, Monica Cave, 2, Edith Haig, 3, Alison Warner. Dash, Juniors-1, Gloria Brown, 2, Marguerite McDonald. Dash, .Intermediate-1, Louie Leistikow, Z, Louise Phillips, 3, Margaret Graban. Dash, Kindergarten-1, Marjorie McIntyre, 2, Donald Smith, 3, joan Thomson. High Jump, Grades 3 and 4-1, Lola Marsdon, 2, Helen Palk, 3, Eleanor South. , High jump, Seniors-1, Inas Helen George, 2, Yvonne Seylbolcl, 3, Ruth Wood. High jump, Grades 1 and 2-1, Gail Graham, 2, Nancy Martin, 3, Mury-n Anderson. High Jump, Intermediates--1, Margaret Graban, 2, Louie Leisti- lfow, 3, Betty Newcomlbe. a High Jump, juniors--1, Barbara King, 2, Marion Booth, 3, Mar- guerite McDonald. Standing Broad Jump, Intermediates-1, Betty Newcombe, 2, Lydia Klein, 3, Margaret Graban. Dash, Grades 3 and 4-1, Helen Palk, Z, Daphne Harris, 3, Joan Harris. ' Standing Broad Jump, Seniors-1, Eleanor Flett, 2, Alison VVarner, 3, Inas Helen George. Running Broad jump, Intermediate-1, Margaret Graba-n, 2, tie. Louise Phillips and Lydia Klein, 3, Louie Leistikow. Standing Broad Jump, Juniors-1, Marguerite McDonald, 2, Barbara King, 3, Margaret Winstanly. Basketball Throwing, Seniors-l. Inas Helen George, 2, Kay Hall, 3, Shirley Muddiman. Gbstacle Race, Intermediate-1, XVinnifred Davidson, 2, Agnes Richardson, 3, Lydia Klein. - Running Broad Jump, Juniors-1, Barbara King, 2, VVi-nnifred Ruth McIntyre, 3, Margaret VVinstanly. Basketball Throwing, Intermediates-1, Betty Newcombe, 2, Louie Leistikow, 3, Mary Rose Mackenzie. Three-legged Race, Juniors-1, Lorna Aikins and Vkfinnifred Ruth McIntyre, Z, Rosamond Esling and Margaret jean Daly, 3, Virginia Ross George a-nd Shirley Pinfold. ' ' Senior Running Broad Jump-1, Eleanor Flett, 2, Shirley Muddi- man, 3, Yvonne Seybold. Baseball Throwing, Seniors-1, Inas Helen George, 2, Maui-ine Stuart, 3, Gwe-n Ramsay. Obstacle Race, Seniors-1, Aileen Harvey, 2, Marion McCurdy, VOX FLL'ilUNIS Page F01'z'y-tivo 3. Eleanor Mclnnes. Shuttle Relay Race-1, York Hall. Following the events. Miss Carter presented the ribbons and cups to the winners. Later tea was served in the drawing-room. b -Inas Helen George. School Sports Captain. BASKETBALL N SPITIQ of the loss of the many good basketball players of last year. the inter-school games were very exciting and by no means unfavor- able to Riverbend. This was the lirst year that we have played against St. Mary's Academy. Our opening game was played at the Academy wl1ere they won both games. the scores being 40-29 for the first team, and 23-20 for the second team. The return game at Riverbend resulted in a victory for our second team, the score being 24-18, and for the senior team 25-20 in St. Mary! favor. At Rupert's Land our first team won, -12-29 and the second teams tied 28 allg at Riverbend both our teams won, the scores hefng 25-16 for the first team, and 18-16 for the second. 1 .5 az.. 25153. r ,, 1. fFr0m Left to Righty: FIRST BASKETBALL TEAM Back Row-Betty Mcxon, Lydia Klein, Edna Pinfold, Catherine Waltqn. Middle Row-Jurae Edmison, Inas Helen George CSchool Sports Captaml, Eleanor Flett, Sh' l M d ' . xr ey u xman Front-Miss Rutherford. Page Forty-three VOX FLUMINIS Thanks are due to Miss Rutherford for her helpful coaching. The school would also like to thank both teams for their good Work. The girls on the first team are Inas Helen George, jump cefntreg Eleanor Elett and june Edmison. forwardsg Lydia Klein, Betty Moxon and Catherine VValton, guarflsg Shirley Muddimain and Edna Pinfold, side centres. Those on the second team are Yvonne Seybold, jump centreg Monica Cave, Louie Leistikow, Mary Rose Mackenzie. Nancy Morgan and Betty Newcombe, forwards, Edith Haig. Gwen Ramsay, Agnes Richardson and Alison VVarner, guardsg Marlon McCurdy and Dossie MacLean, side centres. RS.-The last game of the season has just been played off, the school against the Qld Girls. It was very exciting and the final score was 24-16 in our favor. Members of the Alumnae Team were Ruth Baldry, jump centre, Pat Blair, Mabel Stuart, forwardsg Grace McCurdy, Helen Mclnnes. guardsg Marfon McCurdy, side centre Qsubstitutej. SECOND BASKETBALL TEAM CFrom Left to Rightlz Back Row-Gwen Ramsay, Dossie McLean, Betty Newcombe, Mary Rose MacKenzie, Edith Haig, Middle Row-Alison Warner, Marian McCurdy, Yvonne Seybold, Nancy Morgan, Monica Cave. Front-Miss Rutherford. VOX FL URIIXIS ' Page Folfty-four The Junior Muse THE PINK 'CANDLE ' Uunior Prize-winning Contributionj N CE upon a time a lady bought a pink candle at the store. The pink candle thought it a great honour to be bought by such a rich lady. Vifhen it got home it was put on the lady's desk. There Was a quill pen, a blue china ink pot. and some pretty blotters. The candle thought itself the best of all. Next morning the blind was put up. The blotter said, Do you like your new home? The candle was not sure. The ink pot said, Qh. the sun is so nice and Warm here all -da,y. ' Be quiet, I want to sleep. said the candle in a cross tone. The sun was getting very hot-the candle seemed very wet. By noon, the candle was sick. The lady of the house said to her maid, '.l'hrow the candle out, it is melting on my beautiful desk. The candle was so very sad that it cried itself away. -Helen Palk, Grade IV., York Hall. MY GARDEN I have a little garden. It is planted in a dish, It has a mossy border And a lake with little fish. There are tiny little bridges Between the islands green, XYhere ladies with umbrellas Out walking can be seein. e -Helen Palk, Grade IV., York Hall. .l..l-...--1. SMARTY Evelyn Carstairs and her sister, Barbara, lived in an old stone m-an4 sion o-n the moors of Scotland. Evelyn was a year older than her sister and was in the fourth form at St. Clare's. a school in England. Evelyn and Barbara were spending their holidays with their father and mother' at Greystone Manor. which had belonged to the Carstairs family for many generations. . Une day the two girls were out on the moors when they came tc a small lake about a mile from the castle. Barbara suggested climbing onto some rocks that stretched out into the lake. They climbed out till they could go no farther. Page Forty-five VOX FLUll1I.Yl.S' A faint splash attracted their attention. Barbara turned around to see what was the cause, when a second and louder splash made her whirl 'round Evelyn was gone! She saw her swimming out to a dark object about ten yards from the rocks. Very soon Evelyn swam back, carrying on her back a wee. black Scotch terrier. The girls took him home and fed him. Colonel Carstairs said they must Hnd his owner. but they soon gave it up. Smarty now occupies a comfortable kennel in the pets' house at St. Clare's. -Joyce Johnston. Grade VI., Douglas Hall. ...L1-1111. A PIECE OF ICE. There was once a little piece of ice. He fell into a gutter and went sliding on and on. He saw a pile of ashes and a funny old rat. The ice was getting smaller and smaller. The rat thought it was a 'nice little piece of ice and he would eat it. He ran after it but could not catch it. The ice fell into the sewer. The rat was so cross that he ran in too. I do not think the rat caught the piece of ice because it melted. -Eleanor South, Grade HI.. Garry Hall THE GOBLIN Goblin drinking tea Gut of an acorn cup. He looked and winked at me And gobbled it up. -Elizabeth Gilchrist. Grade IV.. Garry Hall. A BEE HIVE Let us now go into a bee hive. Here at the door a number of bees EITC C rawling. The guide tells us that they are guards. Then just inside the coor there are more bees. They are flapping their wings. VVe are told that this is to keep the hive ventilated. inside are a number of combs with eight-sided cells in them. These cells are covered with a thin coat of wax. The guide tells us that the small bees are still in them. We go around the edge of the comb and find another. On this the queen is laying eggs. There are a number of dants around her. These are feeding her. She opens her mouth and atten one bee feeds her. VVe notice a number of bees doing this to others. When we ask the guide about it he says T here are two ki-nds of bees. the worker and the drone. The drone cannot feed himself so the worker must. Then we hear a grating sound and the place is filled with smoke. The guide quickly takes us out. The fresh air feels very good. VOX FLUMINIS Page Forty-six We see the beekeeper with a kettle in his hand. VV e know that the smoke comes out and goes into the hive. The bees quickly suck up honey, then cannot sting. -Winnifred Ruth Mclfntyre, Grade V., Douglas Hall. . THE CARVER Gnce u-pon a time some people were building a church. Everybody helped. One day an old man came to the church and asked if he could help. He could carve very nicely. He was asked to carve an angel in a dark corlner. No one would see anything but the face. One day as the old man was sitting carving, a m-an came up and asked why he took so many pains to carve the robes when no one could see anything but the face and they would -not know who had done it. The -old man answered that God could see it and would know who had done it. -,loan Francis, Grade III, York Hall. THE ROBIN I saw a little robin Sitting in a nest, Along came a goblin, Dressed in his best. The goblin had a gun And the robin had none. The goblin said he'd shoot If robin did not sing or hum. --Eleanor South, Grade HI, Garry Hall. OUR SAND TABLE NVe have a sand table in our classroom. We made little houses of the time when jesus was borln, with guest rooms on the top. The houses were made of soap and so was the inn. It was the inn where Jesus went, but we did not make the stable. VVe made the roads out of rubber. We had three donkeys with a man driving them and with packs on their backs. They were made of plasticine. The camels and the people were also made of plasticine. We made pretty little windows and doors in the soap houses, which we painted. VVe made a little stairway on the outside wall up to the roof in eachhouse. The houses had Hat roofs on which the people could sleep. -Daphne Harris, ' Grade IV, Garry Hall. Page F 01fty-seven I 'OX F L U MI N1 S A FAIRY I Once I saw a fairy, Sitting on a flower. She ate a tiny berry, Then flew into a bower. A spider came to meet her. Then much afraid was she. The spider said ger ger ger, And then the fairy did Hee. --Joan Harris. Grade IV. York Hall. i THE DOG There was a little dog Who was lost in a fog. He got in a muddle, And fell in a puddle. I rescued him from the dirt But he dirtied my skirt, So I took him home. This ends my poem. -Ruth Sanderson. Grade IV., Douglas Hall. JULIA AND THE CHICKS Once there was a little boy called David. His mother was talking on the telephone one day. David asked his mother to whom she was talking. His mother said she was talking to a lady about buying a mother hen. The hen came in a box that aftern-oon. David's father made a little chicken house out in the back yard. David had a little dog called Julia. Julia liked to Watch the mother hen sitting on her eggs. One day the mother hen had eight little chicks in her house. David brought a dish of bread and milk for the chicks. julia ate with them and played with them. They had a good time together. -Peggy Holt. Grade IV., York Hall. A WAVE 1 I am john-ny VVave. I live in the ocean with my father, mother and sisters. One day I asked mother if I could go and seek my fortune. VO-X FL UMINIS Page Forty-eight Mother let me go all 'by myself. I started the next day to go across the ocean and see what was on the other side. When I was quite a distance from home I saw something I had never seen before 3 I waited for a while till it was almost upon me. Then I made a wild dash at it. It switched and swerved. Then it started to sink. It was a ship. After it was gone I went on. The next morning I reached the other side. I rolled up on the sand and lay there forever. - ' -joan Harris, Grade IV, g York ,Hall. TWO PUPS Once there were two little pups, They were not quite one year old, One's name was VVag, the other's Puff, One was a cry baby, one was bold. Puff would ruin away and get lost, CThough he always came back at nightj, VVag stayed at home like a good little dog, Though she cried as soon as it was light. XVag stayed on and lived at the farm, XVhile Puff moved to the city. Puff is learning to be good, VVag still cries. which is a pity. --Marion Booth, Grade V., Douglas Hall. THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A GRADE V. PEN I am a penhandle and I belong to a little girl in Grade V. Much as I hate to say this, she is very unkind to me. She keeps sucking the top of my head and sometimes she even takes a bite right off me. Oh! it hurts so much that I don't know what to do! Now I will tell you about one of my most exciting days. On this day, my mistress was writing an examination. She was very excited because it was an arithmetic paper. She kept biting harder and harder till she almost reached my nib. too. She kept dipping me in a-nd out of her ink-well so many times that I was almost dizzy. She wrote down the hnal answer. threw me to the floor, and went over to put her paper down. The next day when she came into the room she was still Worried about her paper. The teacher said the highest mark was my mistress'. After that she kept me for good luck. -Virginia Ross George, Grade V., Garry Hall. Page Forty-111710 VOX FLUMINIS Miss MacDougall: VVhat is a polygon? rn'Ai Aline Cpromptlyl : A dead parrot. Miss Montgomery: Run up the blind, Edith. Edith: I'm no squirrel. Miss Wlhite Cdramaticallyj : Caesar. Willa Cseeing Monica about to skip classy 1 I've got her. Miss VVilson: VVhat are the epistles? june: The wives of the apostles. Now, I want Albert to have a thoroughly modern, up-to-date educa- tion, said his mother, including Latin. But Latin is a dead language, said the principal. Well, all the better, Albert is goi-ng to be an undertakerf' Miss VVilson: VVhat kind of problems are those, Alison? Alison: Mae Wfest problems. Miss Vlfilson: NVhy do you call them that? Alison: I done 'em wrong. Miss Erith: VVhat animals hunt in packs? Lydia: Customs inspectors. A liar is one who has no partition between his imagination and his 'nforn1ation. We have a head for the same reason a pin has-to keep us from going too far. M M M M N. M M M M iss iss iss iss iss iss iss rs. TS. WHAT GRADE TWELVE WOULD LIKE TO SEE MacDougall wide awake last period Friday morning. Wilson doing a rhumba. Montgomery washing dishes on a tramp steamer. Erith caught in a New York subway jam. White in Roman Scandals. Rutherford fat and forty. Carter playing jacks. Dempsey chewing gum. Munroe giving away chocolate biscuits. VOX FL UMINIS Page Fifty rosswora' Puzzle A90 Af- ,CL ACROSS 1. Principal of Il school. 7. One of the Halls. 10. A propeller. 11. To devour. 12. Recent. 1 13 An authoress' initials. 14. VVhat we do in class. I5 16 17 18 19 20 . A metal vessel. . A preposition. . A coal-scuttle. . A small pocket. . A suffix. . Vtfhat we have six months of the year. 22. Edge of a cloth. 23. A pain. 24. Above. 26. To wash lightly. 28. A preposition. 29. Restrains. 31. We. 32. A dance. 33. Else. 34. Shirley Temple in The Little Colonel. 36. Track of :1 wheel. 37. An eagle. 39. An electrically charged atom. 40. 41. 42. 43. 44. 45. 46. 47. 48. 49. 50. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 12. 14. 15. ACROSS Affirmative. Period of time. In like manner. A grain. Gone. To exist. A tree. A fuss. Distant. XVh:1t Lusitzinia did, Sluggish. DOWN VVhat we like to play. Something seldom seen ai Riverbend. XVlio played the Vklesterner in Huggies of Rod G:ip ? XVliat we will do to the magazine, XVhat Fred Astaire docs. And CI-'r.l A Japanese coin. An exclamation. Young cuts. To catch unexpectedly. The present. Funny, FOR SOLUTION SEE PAGE 57 DOWN Xvaste of burned coal. A vine. Pertziining to iron. A high card. An- almond. Animal of horse family. What Rlverhend did from Rupertsland, Mesh. Helps. A vehicle. The feathery down of seeds. A vase. What we get in summer. Native metal. Also, Self. To put forth. An 'ox of Central Asia. Astir. Same as 46 across. A girl's name. To forbid the use of. Upon. Same as 16 across. Note of musical scale. --Ferne Cairns, Grade XI., York Hall Page Fifty-0110 VOX FLUMINIS I 1 i 'A - Axe DOUGLAS HALL NOTES Last year, Douglas came second in the inter-house competition for Winged Victory. We started this year determined to carry off the trophy, and at the time of publication we are leading by a small margin. just o-ne final push, Douglas! Our social activities during the year have been coniined to a picnic in Fort Garry last fall. and a taffy pull in the Red House in November. At Christmas. we made up a hamper for a poor family, glad to be able to help someone less fortunate than ourselves. V , 1 sz,-H ' :. .1 KZ . tflai , H .: - ' ,f '.., SCHOOL EXECUTIVE ' CFrom Left to Rightlz Back Row-Edith Haig, June Edmison, Edna Pinfold. Dossie McLean. Middle Row-Margaret Aldous, lnas Helen George, Eleanor Flett lHead Girly, Katherine Hall, Marian McCurdy. Front Row-Nancy Morgan, Betty Moxon. VOX PLUMINIS Page Fifty-two The Douglas Juniors won the cup for the highest aggregate of points on Sports' Day, but the Seniors were not so successful. Congratulations to Shirley Muddiman, the only one of our nu-m'ber to make the first basketball team. VV e all welcome Miss Montgomery and the new girls into our house. Douglas members for this year are: Margaret Aldous. House Captain. Dossie MacLean, Sec.-Treasurer. Nancy Morgan, Sports Captain. Eleanor Wlard, Monica Cave, Mary McFarlane, VVilla Harvey, Eleanor Maclnines, Ruth VVood, Shirley Muddiman, Pat Leistikow, Morna Kenny, Marilyn VVilson, Peggy Murray, Iris Norman, Marjorie Gardiner, Caroline Harris, Verna MacLaughlin, Mary Harris, Roberta McQueen, Joyce Johnston, Barbara South, Lorna Aikens. Barbara Anine King, Marian Booth, Betty Devenish, Ruth Sanderson, Winiiifred McIntyre, Doreen Gibson, Patsy Lou Garnett, Jane Sutherland, Jean Brown, Guy Brooks, Giovanna Campo, Joan Ross, plane Sullivan, Nancy VVallick. Mistresses: Miss Macdougall, Miss Gregory, Miss Montgomery. GARRY HALL NOTES Garry is now the proud possessor of VVinged Victory, a trophy donated by G. H. Aikens, KC., for the greatest numfber of points won during the year. At the end of the second term of the present year we were tied with Douglas. Last fall we had a weiner roast in Fort Garry, and we are planning to end the year with another event. At Christmas we gave a hamper to a mission family. The girls took much pleasure in assembling it and we think that the family appreciated it. XV e succeeded in winning the volley-ball tournament, the basket-ball cup, and came second at Field Day. The members of the House are: Katherine Hall, House Captain. Edna Pilnfold, Secretary. Edith Haig, Sports Captain. Isabel Bilton, Catherine Bingeman, Ruth Edgar, Eleanor Flett, Virginia Ross George, Elizabeth Gilchrist. Daphne Harris, Aline Harvey, Isobel Hutchison, Nancy Martin, Lola Marston, Marguerite McDonald, Gail Graham, joan Mackay, Patricia Murray, Betty Newcombe, Louise Phillips, Shirley Pinfold, Gwen Ramsay, Agnes Richardson. Nancy Riley, Marianne Saunders, Yvonne Seybold, Eleanor South, Catheri-ne VValton, Helen Thompson, janet Vlfiggins, VVinnifred Davidson. Mistresses: Miss VVilson. Miss VVhite, Miss Vaux. Page Fifty-flzree VOX FLUMINIS YORK HALL NOTES At the Field Day in November, York won the Senior cup and this winter wo-n the ticket sale for the Junior Play. Qur only social event was a pionic in the fall on the river-bank at the SchooL In December we took a large hamper and Christmas tree to a needy family and had great fun i-n wrapping up the contributions, which were greatly appreciated by the family. The members in the Hall are: Marian McCurdy, Captain. Betty Moxon, Secretary, June Edmison, Sports Captain. Inas George, Alison Warner, Ferne Cairns, Betty Mackay, Maurine Stuart, Phoebe Macnab, Vivian Keeler, Lydia Klein, Louie Leistikow. Julia Dale, Mary Rose MacKenzie, Jean McFarlane, Maria Kipp, Kathleen Benner, Gloria Brown, joan Sanderson, Janet Edgar, Margaret Jean Daly, Rosamund Esling, Margaret Winstanley, joan Francis, Joan Harris. Helen Palk, Shirley Brookes, Muryin Anderson, Mary Elizabeth Judd. Eleanor Hall, Katharine Richardson, Peggy Holt, Margaret Graban. Mistresses: Miss Erith. Miss Cull, Miss Rutherford, Miss Tisdale. GIFTS We have to acknowledge several gifts this year. First-The Winged Victory donated by Mr. G. H. Aikins. K.C., in memory of Sir James Aikins. The Wi-nged Victory is the trophy competed for annually by the three houses, and awarded to the house having the highest average of points per person. The original of the statue is in the Louvre, Paris. It was originally intended for the celebration of the naval victory of the Greeks at Salamis in 306 B.C. over the Egyptians. The reproduction we have in school was found in London by Miss Erith. It was made by VVedgewood in black basalt and at present is kept on the drawing-room table so that it may be seen from- all sides. We are very grateful for this beautiful and appro- priate gift. .Secmzd-Gifts for the library. Mrs. Kirk fformerly Miss Mackerethi made a large contribution of seventy books to the library when she left W'i'nnipeg last summer. The Riverbend Alumnae Association, who previously helped us very generously with our stage curtains. gave us several nice books, including books of reference and a large atlas. Mrs. Palk gave us some delightful children's books. We are very pleased to have these additions to the library as our only other means of adding to its shelves is by what we can buy by lines. So far only 32.50 has been raised by this method this year! Books are very welcome. Thank you very much. Vox FLUMINIS ' Page Fifty-four Qlumnar 7 Somers Mews, ' Somers Place, Hyde Park, ' London W. 2. Dear Vox Flum-inis. You have asked for news of us. VVe need no introduction. It is evening and we have just returned from a service in the crypt of St. Martin's-in-the-Field. by Trafalgar Square. Coming back we passed Buckingham Palace, through to Hyde Park, where the orators were in excelle-nt form, shrieking loud under the setting sun. And always they have a crowd around them. not so much to hear what they say, but to laugh at how they say it. I W , It is rather hard to start this letter. VV e can only write of things in chronological order. I, Carla, left home first, landing in Southampton September 5th. Q, the glad thrill of strangeness and wonder as ,to the future, steaming slowly up Southampton XYaters, looking on the green banks and saying over and over again, This is England-and this is me, about to land in her midst Y I spent three mad hectic days in Londonicompletely off my balance. and hating it then. Quoting from a written impression at the time. People always rushing, rushing, endlessly moving, millions of them. and yet an idle crowd springs up for almost -no cause. Strange, teeming metropolis. ugly. haggard and scarred. But those three days gave me 1ny first play-john Gielguid in The Maitlandsf' the most out- standing of Englands actors, in a very fine and sensitive play. Then followed a wonderful week in the Lake District, a week climb- ing the hills and fells among glorious colors of wild. rich autumn. The furious. plunging little streams with their magical stepping stones and rustic bridgesg the queer little stiles in the picturesque old walls, built by hand from the rock of the fells in years far back in historyg the funny little village with its narrow. twisting cobblestone lanes and surprising little court-yards. fifteenth century cottages. and rural charactersg and the utter beauty of the tarns nestling in the hills. All had such vivid, irresistible appeal. ' Later I went up to Manchester and stayed round about in Cheshire and also spent a week with Mrs. Kirk Cnee our own Miss Mackerethj and her family in the wild moor country of the Brontes. in Yorkshire. It was while I was there that Betty landed at Liverpool. on October 2Othg but she having been to England not so long ago, her eyes and mouth were not so wide open as mine. at landing. And we both were in Manchester at the same time without realizing it. , I Paga Fifty-fm Vox FLUMINIS For quite a while Betty stayed in Herpenden, Hertfordshireg I in Tonbridge, Kent, both not far from London, where we met each other oc- casionally at Canada House-the only place to which we knew how to find our way. But we both wanted to live right in town. Betty accomp- lished it first, landing up in a most unhappy situation, where I joined her after Christmas. We had heard a lot about the advantages of living in residential clubs, so we picked a centrally situated one and moved in, find- ing to our dismay that it was an ordinary women's hostel with all the ac- companying restrictions. We stood it for three weeks more, two of which we spent in looking for a suitable fiat. And on January. the 29th, we moved out with much joy and into a charming little mews fiat. complete with cobblestone lane a-nd even a riding stable beneath us, as they were in the last century. ' I was taking a course in interior decorating which I soon gave up. Then we spent our days seeing and exploring London, the historic nooks and corners, the places hitherto only names in history books or referred to in literature. Gradually we assimilated the manners and customs that England takes for granted. Wie rambled east amid the city properg wan- dered through the old and graceful churchesg struggled through the swarm- ing markets, and up and down the teeming narrow, winding streets to the endless march of 'Londonis millions. VV e learned the reason for the amaz- ing number of churches, mostly by Christopher VVren, within that one square mile which is the city. We learned to distinguish the different dis- tricts that everyone knows of but which are not marked on any map, nor found in any directory. We spent hours amid the wonders of art galleries and collections. VVe visited the dignified law courts and heard various casesg wandzered among the old world Inns of Lawg went to sessions of Pm-1'iam.ent, saw dawn rise above the Thames from behind a skyline of towers and turrets and spires while we stood on Westminster Bridge, and Watched it fiood the Enibankmentsg and we revelled in a world of plays. At the end of March we fiew to Paris with England's all-star hockey team fwho happen to be Canadiansj. We tried to compare it with Lon- don-it could not be done. Paris so wide and spacious and cleverly plan- ned, the main thoroughfares radiating from the centre Arc de Triomphe like a regular, twelve-pointed star. And the view from the top. down the length of the Champs Elysses was magnificent. The whole atmosphere was of a different world. so unrestrained and friendly. Our Riverbend French was stretched to its narrow limit. particularly when we both got lost, coming from the morning service at Notre Dame Cathedral. VV e had only too short a glimpse inside the Louvre, 'but we saw much else that was of 'interest and amusement, the Casino de Paris. Four of us stayed over a day: then the air company refused to allow credit for our tickets as we had had a special plane coming over. VVe stayed two days longer, missed two more planes, then came back by boat from Boulogne. It wasn't rough-very. At present Betty is taking a course in fashion design in which she is very interested. I am doing voluntary welfare work down in London's worst slum area. It too is interesting. sometimes very sad. sometimes almost happy. VOX F L U M I NI S Page Fifty-six IfVe hope to continue, Betty with her designs, I entering the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art next term. But who knows? Least of all, us! Best wishes, -Betty Dailley. --Carla Lehmann. Dear Girls, This is the only opportunity that the Alumnae have to greet you of the school. It is also the hrst opportunity we have of welcoming this year'sxgraduating class. A Our several meetings were conducted by our President, Roberta Lee. VVe have not had any of the exciting basketball games of previous years. The annual silver tea was held in Januaryg the proceeds will go to buy books for the library. Thank you, girls of the school, for your loyal support. Many changes have been made in the school, and many more will be made. The hrst cha-nge important to the Alumnae is our new Honorary President, Miss Carter. Her advice has been very valuable. What Graduates of 1934 are Doing Ariel Anderson is pursuing her studies at a convent. Margaret Anderson is studying Home Economics. Ruth Baldry is attending the University, taking a Science course. Marnie Austin has become domestic-she is taking Home Economics. Grace McCurdy-where Marnie is, there Grace is-Home Economics. Mary Cowan is studying at Wesley this year. N Sfieila Paget has returned to Kenora to live. Mabel Stewart is studying Home Economics. timer Turnbull is taking an Arts course. .lane Vlfhyte is making a place for herself in the Arts faculty. Elspeth Wfilson has been very active in the Sock and Buskin, while carry- ing on some studies. Roberta Yates is at the University. Inas Helen George is in Grade XII. at the school. .Kline Harvey is in Grade XII. this year. Graduates in Other Fields Vera Mason will receive a B.Sc. on May 14th. Pat Blair gets a B.A. this spring. Betty McHattie is graduating from Arts. Page Fifty-sovozfz VOX FLUMIXIS Margaret Brown will graduate from Pharmacy-the only girl in her graduating class. Kathleen Corke will graduate. a full-Hedged nurse, from the Children! Hospital this spring. Marriages h Charlotte Purdy '32 is now Mrs. King. She still lives at Island Falls. Births The lirst Alumnae Babyl' arrived on June 10, 1934-Helen Cory Kilvert. She is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. M. C. Kilvert CgMar5 VValston, head girl '33j. 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