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

Text from Pages 1 - 102 of the 1937 volume:

Moorei TAX! RENT A CAR DRIVE YOURSELF ' 7-passenger Packard - Cadillac Limousines for special occasions Exclusive Taxi Service to Riverbend School PHONE 333 VOX IFILUMIINIIS R IVER B END SCHOCPL FOR GIRLS WINNIPEG, CANADA VOX FLUMINIS STAFF, 1937 Back Row-Miss Fellows, Miss Crawshaw, Mrs. Dempsey, Mrs. Price, Miss Fraser, Miss Sheffield. Second Row-Mrs. Campbell, Mrs. Munroe, Miss Carter CHeadmistressJ , Miss Laing Miss Gregory. Bottom Row-Miss Grant, Miss Dunlop, Miss Edgar, Miss Connacher. VOX FLUMINIS 3 nun-,n-u,,n,,,,n,,,,u ,,,,,,1. I ' EDITORIAL STAFF E I I I sis I Editor-LYDIA KLEIN : . Committee: l AGNES RICHARDSON, Business Manager ' ' PEGGY CAMPBELL, CAROLINE HARRIS, MARJORIE MCKINNELL I : Class Representatives: E MAURINE STUART JANET EDGAR HELEN MCLEAN , CATHERINE BINGEMAN SHIRLEY PINFOLD ELEANOR SOUTH , I ,............,...,..,............................ ......................... gclztorzal HEN everything is arranged at last, and the magazine is ready to go to press, we look back on the work of the last few months and especially the hectic rush of the last few days, and wonder frankly how we ever did it. While we were writing up the unfor- tunately numerous last-minute articles which are considered abso- lutely essential to the magazine and which our fellow students had either refused to write or had conveniently Overlooked, we surprised ourselves with vocabularies 'of which, until then, we had been unaware, and variety we did not know we possessed. We realize this was owing to the stimulus produced by dire necessity, and to the fact that we did most of that writing between the hours of twelve and two a.m., experience having shown us that our ideas, such as they are, flow most freely during that time. However, we have a confession to make-a little thing that weighs upon our consciences for what'S left of themb. Until the editing of the magazine was thrust upon us, we considered our- selves honest and truth-loving citizens. Now we have come to the dubious conclusion that a little prevaricating is sometimes a good thing. This policy we first employed to our advantage during the collecting of advertisements. Not having the slightest idea our- selves as to the date of publication, we nevertheless announced with confidence to certain advertisers that' the magazine would be out the beginning of June, to others the middle of May, and to still others, the end of April. We can only hope that the final date will satisfy all concerned. And just here, we would like to thank those who have advertised with us and those students who were interested enough to co-operate in making this magazine what it is. We have really had a great deal of fun organizing the magazine and finding out what had to be done before it could be published. And now a word to our successors-the only advice we can offer you Cthough we feel we could write books on the subjectj is that which was offered to- us, which is offered to everyone, and which no one ever takes-begin early! 4 VOX FLUMINIS lurincipafs .fetter Dear Girls: In this, the Coronation year, our thoughts are centred even more than usual on the subject of loyalty, In spite of great dis- tances and rather vague ideas about the might of Empire, we, as Canadians, find ourselves held by inexplicable bonds to the royal family and all it represents. Suppose we liken this loyalty to the crown to one of the ripples made by a pebble dropped in the quiet waters of your life-one of the outermost, I think, for it cannot exist without the presence of other and stronger ripples. The greatest of all your loyalties should be that to yourselves- to the best that is in you. Do you flatter other girls through a desire for popularity or do you tell the truth when necessary and keep quiet at all other times? Do you stoop to gossip and unkind remarks or do you remember always to do unto others as you would that they should do unto you ? Do you blindly follow the crowd or are you brave enough to stand up for what you know is right? This loyalty to your highest selves is the first ripple of all, and on its strength depends the number and power of all the others. You cannot really be true to yourselves without being true at the same time to the influence of your home and to the ideals of your parents. Whether you like it or not, strangers often judge your home and yourparents and your school by your behaviour. Are you being loyal to them in everything you do? If you are true to yourselves, you need have no fear for this second ripple. And if the first two are strong, the ever-broadening ripples-- loyalty to your class, to your school, to your country and to your Empire-will be correspondingly strong. f'But what can one person do? you ask. That is the question of a weakling-the class, the school, the country, even the vast Empire -each is composed of individuals, and the ripples made by one individual merge with and influence those made by another. Your business is to see that yours are the best and strongest possible. - To thine own self be true, H And it must follow as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. In conclusion I would like to say how much I have admired the determination and business acumen displayed by your Editors. They have spared no effort to make this magazine a success, and I con- gratulate them on the result. Yours sincerely, J. MAY CARTER, Principal. VOX FLUMINIS 5 gllllllllllllIIIIIIILUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllIlllllIIIIIIIIIIllllgllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE Glass Wotcs allllIIlIIIlllllllllilllllllllllllIIlllllllllIllIIlIIIIIIIIlIllllllIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE EXIMUS fWith apologies to Oliver Goldsmith, and anyone else who feels insultedj Riverbend! sweetest school of all the plain, Where work and plenty of it, made the train Of maidens of the duodecim class Love thee not less, but leisure more,-alas! How often have we blest the sinking day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play. And yet to leave thee and thy rolling lawn To flee thy sports, to feel thy charms withdrawn, A prospect drear, far from thy staying hand To wander cloud-like through the ravished land. And our one joy that to return and view Where once our Sheff1e stood, our aspidistra grew. Our Sheffie ! how we knew her benign gaze So slow to chide, so very quick to praise, Yet righteous anger from her did we dread And listen, closely for her light deceptive tread, Oh! to relieve the puzzled was her pride, To tell which country was to which allied, And more than all the wisdom of the arts, The essence of young ladies to instil into our hearts. A maiden was she to our classroom dear, Maid Maurine, our president, in her fifteenth year, Her airy fairy fingers ever warmth expressed, As from our souls her music chased our care distressed And Beth devoted to the muses too, a voice To make the weary music judge rejoice. How blushed our wholesome Beth, the day that she Painted her nails so red, that one did see A ruddiness beneath the handkerchief She placed to her nose for dainty sniff. Then the preceptress, thinking it was blood She saw beneath the gauze in falling flood, Cried, Hence, away, begone, thou art excused, Ruth Fellows never yet a nosebleed hath refused. Anon proud Helena the roving eye doth claim Ere yet one viewed her beauty, one heard her, loud, proclaim That asylums for the mad were but a heinous shame And To Spank or not to Spank which was most to blame? And lo! neglected evils she found out and decried, And for her noble cause, how sweet, to battle at her side. . 6 VOX FLUMINIS Peggie Willson Dorothy Oliver Beth. Rice-Jones Maurine Stuart Dora Rothwell Margaret Ross Daphne Cumming Helen Johnston How sweet to battle! did our Margaret Eler foam with Wrath, or for her armour fret? Ah no! a soul of peace and precise care She frowned at the indecorous, and saluted all the fair, So right, and calm and prudent this combination rare. Behind sate Dorothy With endearing Wile, Who made us ever at her noisesome pranks to smile. And when the foremost desks she pushed ahead one day, VOX FLUMINIS '7 And pulled too, being at this hour unprotitably gay Upon her guileless face could a teacher's anger rain? Never! Miss Edgar only asked if she were playing train. In front was laughing Dora with her gleaming forehead high, Rosy dimpled cheeks she had, and tawny sparkling eye. Her laugh was like an instrument, a whistle with a wheeze And yet her smile was lovely, and her humor made to please. Across, vivacious Peggie did turn her curly head To right to speak to Dora, or to hear what Helen said, Yet always did she get her mathematics right And do Geom. to help us in our sad, sad plight. But when she knew her lesson not, fear never made he For questioned, she excused herself to seek her handkerchief. At last is languid Daphne in meditation deep Thro' whose strong unruly mind Geom. just would not seep. Peaceful, she yet did not believe in peace at any price, She was really quite a funny girl but-fundamentally nice. Remembrance wakes with all her busy thrall, Those muddy boots we tracked through the front hall. Our room, contrived a double debt to pay- A class room nearly always, but pa drawing-room the day The matrons came to take tea in that strange festive place, Devoid of blackboard, desks, and the one school-case. O fleeting youth! this parting here It will be taken with a pensive tear Yet time rolls on, and we eight but implore That if to the free minded our note has been a bore S-ay that 'twas struck for love, and then, say no more. THE ROOM NEAR THE TOP OIF THE STAIRS COur Kindergartenb There's a bright, airy room near the top of the stairs, Where laughter and music dispense with our cares, Yes, there's music and fun In the bright morning sun, In the room near the top of the stairs. The mornings are full of the loveliest things, There's gym and there's painting and dancing in rings, There's a gay rhythm band And a dolls' house and sand So really they're all just as happy as kings. And this is the life that a little child fares In our bright, airy room with the cheery green chairs. For day after day, This is our way, In the room near the top of the stairs. stiff VOX FLUMINIS GRADE Xl CLASS NOTES There is a young student called Peg So clever she never need beg She laughs all the day In hilarious Way But in spite of it all she's no eg. There is a young student named Wink Whose nails are eternally pink At bridge she's a Whiz She certainly iz And she Wears her hair all in a kink. There is a young student called Guy Who said to Miss Carter, O muy! Life seems so much sweeter Up here on the heeter December feels just like Juluyf' There is a young student named Heakes Who dithers whenever she speakes She Wriggles her feet When she sits in her seet Till it squeakes and it squeakes and it squeakes There is a young student called Viv Whose mind retains thoughts like a siv Her passes in classes Depend on her glasses But zoWie! she knows how to liv. There is a young student named Kenny Who-se brain-Waves in science are menny She takes great delight In working all night And receives highest marks in her chem'y. There is a young student called Klein At Work and at play she is fein She is head of York Hall But that isn't all Still the rest We can't get in one lein. There is a young student named Pat Who is certainly no acrobat W She is terribly thin g And yet far from prin Cpoetic licensej And that is enough of that. There is a young student called Bet Who never her lessons can get Top- Margaret Powell Marilyn Wilson Peggy Campbell Centre- Constance Guy Lydia Klein Agnes Richardson Betty Newcombe Morna Kenny Bottom- Vivian Keeler Patricia Leistikow Winnifred Davidson Frances Heakes VOX FLUMINIS She studies all night And burns out the light And doesn't know anything yet. Another young student named Powell Delighted in making us howell Her careless demeanour Becomes not a senior But rather compels one to growell. There is a young student called Agnus Who seldom puts plus for a minus A mathematician Is not her ambician But still the girls call her a genius. There is a young student named Mousie Who used to live in the Red Housie She Works all day long , Gets everything wrong No wonder at times she is grousie. f7 ,. ,., ., . - His Majesty King George VI Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth lung filing Efhvg Zyign VOX FLUMINIS 11 A DAY IN THE GRADE Xl ROOM 8:10 a.m. Margaret Powell arrives. 8:15 8:30 8:40 8:45 8:46 8:53 8:5315 8:55 8:57 8:5915 9:00 9:10 9:11 9:1115 9:12 QIIZV3 9:13 9:1315 9:14 9:48 9:51 9:52 9I52V2 9:53 9:54 9:55 10:00 10:03 10:29 Margaret does French. Lydia arrives. Lydia gets Marg's French. Miss Grant arrives. Miss Grant opens windows. Marilyn arrives. Marilyn closes windows. Betty, Morna, Peggy and Lydia tear up to the gym to put up benches. Rest of the class tears up. Vivian arrives Qwithout glassesj. Second bell. Dead silence UD. School troops noiselessly down from prayers. Miss Grant leaves room. Some of the girls stand up. Miss Edgar trots in. Betty, Good morning, Miss Edgar. Lydia, Good morning, Miss Edgar. Peggy, Good morning, Miss Edgar. Miss Edgar smiles UD. Loud whispers- Who's ringing bells?', Tonsy rises to ring bell. Miss Sheffield sweeps in. Miss Sheffield, Good morning, girls. Girls Cgleefullyl, Good morning, Miss Sheffield. Pat, Good morning, Miss Sheffield. Frances, Margaret and Betty struggle to put map up. Miss Sheffield, Winnifred, read your note on the results of the Reciprocity Treaty. Winnifred collects herself, rises, and proceeds to read eleven p-ages of notes on one page of history. fShe makes her notes her own waytj Tonsy, having been prodded and bribed, rises guiltily to ring bell. l0:291!2 Tonsy hesitates at en-d of hall-finally pushes bell feebly. 10:31 10:36 10:45 11:12 11:31 Miss Grant plods in. Agnes, Who's ringing bells? Frances gazes into space, swinging her foot happily. Tonsy, on way to door, hears bell peal out angrily. Re- turns nonchalantly to her seat. Agnes, There will be a slight discussion . . . 11:1315 Frances slinks out door. 11:13V2 Agnes, sternly, You can wait for your milk and bis- 11:14 11:30 11:32 cuits . . . - Lydia tears out door, followed hungrily by Marilyn. Bell. Some of the girls amble in. Miss Carter enters. 12 VOX FLUMINIS 11:32V3 Take a little piece of paper, girls, and do- a few sen- tences . . . QGroans.J 11:33-12:10 Silence, especially when questions are asked. 12:11 12:13 12:17 12:40 1224015 12:41 12:45 12:48 12:50 12:51 12I511fg 12:52 12:53 12:54 12:55 12:56 1:30 1:42 1:43 1:45 2:00 2:01 2:02 2:0215 2Z03V3 2:04 2:05 2:06 2Z061fQ 2:07 Miss Edgar re-trots in, books falling in her wake. Agnes hurries in, having been with Miss Carter. Miss Edgar drops chalk. Winnifred lets blind up. Pat pulls blind down. Winnifred and Pat discuss advantages and disadvantages of sunlight. Marilyn rouses herself to close windows. Pat opens windows. Bell. Class manifests great impatience. Peggy, Betty and Lydia half rise from seats. Pat asks involved question. Peggy, Betty and Lydia slump down resignedly, and begin to lose their appetites. Pat is at black-board, gesticulating wildly. Peggy, Betty and Lydia are thoughtfully holding open door for Miss Edgar. Pat, Well I donlt understand- as Miss Edgar hastily gathers and drops books. Peggy, Betty and Lydia have left. Going-out bell rings. Some girls retreat to their hide- outs, the rest go outside. Girls run briskly up steps and crowd around do-or. Miss Dunlop, hardening her heart against pathetic group huddled at door, There are two minutes left. Doors quake as herd of Riverbenders stampede to- locker- rooms. Miss Grant enters empty class-room for roll-call. Last strains of Slumming on Park Avenue are heard from gym gramaphone, and most of the class enter dejectedly. Miss Grant weakly calls roll, and Betty, with unusual foresight, answers for those who are absent. Marilyn inquires about weather conditions, to see if they are suitable for her taking Mutch. - Lydia, grimly, I refuse to go to Chemistry lab. Agnes fequally grimlyj, So do I -as rest of class leave in groups, having first ransacked the Grade VII room for pencils. Agnes and Lydia leave for Chemistry lab, meeting Vivian, who is thoughtfully taking Frances' ink along. Miss Edgar, We will do experiments numbers 40, 41, 42, 43 and 44. Take out your outlines and read through them. CPeggy finds place for Marg.J Vivian enters, having been obliged to return to the class- room to get her book. Vivian,f Lydia, what experiments are we doing? VOX FLUMINIS 13 2:0715 Lydia, 45, 46, 47, 48 and 4937 2:08 Miss Edgar, Constance, give me the method for number 433' fLydia looks mystifiedj 2:08V2 Tonsy, Well, you take a test-tube, more or less, and you heat it, don't you think, Well, that is, yes, you heat it '-H 2:09 Pat, helpfully, Well I thought-- 2110 Morna is giving method for number 43. 2:25 Vivian, industriously cleaning her test-tube, fails to notice that the brush is protruding through the end. 2:30 Winnifred goes airily past on her Way home, and Waves at the girls hanging dejectedly out of the Window. 2:31 Marilyn, having besought everyone- in sight with no suc- cess, goes to her bedroom to prepare to take Mutch herself. 2:35 Experiments are being Written up. Margaret, fortunately, sits in the centre. On one side, Tonsy is copying from her, Agnes from Tonsy, and Morna from Agnes. Gn the other side, Peggy is copying from Margaret, Frances from Peggy, Lydia from Frances and Vivian from Lydia. 2:40 Betty and Pat, in a corner, having finished and Written up all experiments, Washed several test-tubes, found tops for all lamps, and cleaned the table, leave the room with smug smiles on their faces, having been congratulated by Miss Edgar. 2:45 Marg glances anxiously at her Watch, and hastily leaves the room. The girls look helplessly around for another victim so fortunate as to have her Work done. 3:00 Marilyn sets off with Mutch. 3:09 Vivian hastily scratches down the conclusion for 43 on number 45, and all but Morna leave. 3:30 ,Morna comes in to study, having torn herself away from lab, as Peggy, Tonsy, Vivian and Lydia leave for a Glee Club practice. QBetty has gone to a music lesson f?J.J 3:32 Peggy, Tonsy. Vivian and Lydia return, slightly dazed, having discovered that the practice was yesterday. 3:40 Agnes hurries in, having been with Miss Carter. 3:45 Marilyn returns, tired but happy, having successfully disposed of Mutch. 4:00 Betty decides that the time is ripe for refreshments, and With great subtlety passes her peppermints around in a reinforcement box. 4:05 Frantic pokes and distracted looks from unfed members, as Frances fails to pass box on. 4:06 Miss Grant nobly ignores unmistakable odor. 4:10 Tonsy Cat the radiatorj calls around the room for someone to come and join her in doing French. 14 VOX FLUMINIS 4:12 Frances finally is persuaded, and joins Tonsy at the radi- ator, Where snickering and excited Whispering, to the great annoyance of the rest of the class, continue throughout the remainder of study. 4:13 In the opposite corner Agnes, Morna, Betty and Lydia carry on an animated discussion as to who is supposed to provide bread, butter and cream, and Whose turn it is to buy the cokes. 4:15 Pat finally gives up, and leaves in a huff to continue her study in peace in the library. 4:20 The girls find themselves staring vacantly at the time- table, and generally agree that further study is useless. 4:25 Drawers are slammed, and books are piled neatly on tops of desks, as girls prepare for flight at the blessed sound of the bell. 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Benidickson-A new animal in the field of research, about which scientists have discovered little as yet. Investigations so far have proved highly successful. Benner-A perpetually smiling animal usually found frantically asking, 'tWhat did we have for homework? Scientists have found the Benner to be very good-natured and easy to work with. Bingeman-A prehistoric animal dating back to the ancient Ressors. This creature seems to have inherited all the family traits and is a great relater of family history. Chester-An animal commonly given to breaking its bones but man- aging to carry on somehow in spite of bad luck. Coghill-A fair haired animal, small, but never overlooked. Spends most of its time wishing it could grow.. Flanders-A bespectacled, deep-voiced animal usually carrying a mysterious blue-book. This creature is well-known for its fish stories and practical pranks. Harris-This creature is the leader of the pack and possesses more than its own share of brains and physical ability. This animal has a habit of getting very inky. Kipp--A cave animal who can always be found in the nearest theatre or orchestra pit. It plays all the latest song hits and is an ardent follower of the hit parade. MacArthur-Another newcomer to the herd. This animal does a surprising amount of giggling and is the nearest approach to perpetual motion scientists have yet discovered. McLean--This animal has a memory like a sieve fwhere some things are concernedb, an oversized brain, and a weakness for M's fmusic and Mountiesl. McQueen-A large species of outdoor animal commonly found open- ing windows and turning off heat. It has a hard time keeping its arms and legs in the same place. Mitten--A talkative creature who can't be stumped for words but seldom knows their meaning. This animal is amusing, makes a good household pet, and is very fond of cats. ' Ritter-An American animal in the habit of reciting the adventures of Wee Gretchen. It is often heard repeating over and over, Don't gimme that stuff, kid. But don't let that worry you for this creature is harmless. Walker-This animal is usually found in the region of Fort Osborne Barracks. When it isn't trailing a treat in uniform this animal is discovering the latest aid to beauty. Grade Nine Class-A collection of decidedly queer animals com- pletely baffling scientists who have finally agreed that the whole herd will end in the Zoo. VOX FLUMINIS GRADE 'vin CLASS NoTES Says Jo fBetty Jo McCartenJ You know My hygiene-oh! Worries me so. fPresidents are privileged with four lines.J Says Glo Q-ria Brownj What ho! No snow! QSpring is here.J Says Jan Q-et Edgarj My pan Is cold. CNO rhyme or reason, but no matterj Says Beth fMary Elizabeth Edgarj My math Is supercaliflagonisticexperaligosisv figure this out if you canj Says Phyl Q-lis Huntery A pill Keeps doctors away. QPerhapS.J Says Jen C-ny-Joyce J ohnstonl A hen - Lays eggs. fAstounding factj Says June fLearJ A spoon Is a boon. fWhen you are eating ice crearnj Says Muggs fMarguerite McDonaldJ My pluggs Cushanks her rnare J Are tired. QAren,t We all?J Says Mick C-ey-Mary McLeodJ A brick Is a handy thing. fLike Maggie, eh?J Says Haze C-l McMillanj A maze ' Is better. fthan this Latin.J Says Doris fPelkeyJ My porridge . Is gone! featen? Poor rhyrne but fair point.J Says Barb Q-ara Southj My garb Is darbf' COne of her original adjectivesj Say We fGrade VIIIJ A spree Whoopee!! fDon't take this too literally.J VOX FLUMINIS GRADE VII CLASS NOTES Our room is large and airy, Our pals they number ten, Who really are quite merry When they have no pen. We dread the thought of Monday, But Tuesday is our best, And when we finish Wednesday v We really need a rest. When half the week is over And Thursday is begun We feel that wefre in clover For our week is nearly done. Florence comes along so neat Dancing in her pride, She always asks for things to eat With Marnie at her side. There's lots of fun in Mona-Shirley But trouble this does often bring, She's formed the habit of coming early Which is a very splendid thing. Uh, Carol is a quiet one As sweet as sweet can be And eleven pictures she has drawn Of people off to ski. Winnifred, one of our prettiest lasses, Is very good at all of her classes. She has brown hair, blue eyes and glasses And every year with honor passes. Margaret is an athlete, A scholar and our friend, She always comes to school quite neat And stays until the end. Barbara Ann is her real name, We often call her Bubbles, - She loves a horse with a long white mane But it causes her lots of troubles. Shirley is a jolly girl Who dances all day long, She is as sparkling as a pearl And fills our day with song. 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The exercises should then be gradually increased until they take the form of regular lessons in all the following types: at Riverbend the Educational and Remedial are given in the form of Pehr Henrik Lingls Swedish System and Neils Bukh's Danish System, to produce discipline, strength, control and courage, recreative in basketball, badminton, volley ball, soft ball, tennis, all organized games and folk dancing, swimming and riding, to make you nice, jolly and happy,--Ha really good sport , aesthetic in natural and Greek Dancing to express by gesture and interpretation. The two main effects we aim at in Physical Education are fly The physical effect on the general nutrition, corrective, develop- mental: 125 the educational effect on the formation of the character and the development of the higher mental and moral qualities. C.L.F. BASKETBALL, 1936-37 ' ITTING in a classroom on the first floor it is not an uncommon H thing for a snoozing student fwhose mind is far enough away anyhowj suddenly to become aware of a herd of elephants on the stampede above her. She grabs for an axe, her only weapon, and is a bit frightened when she finds it to be so small and inadequate. In fact on closer examination it becomes quite clear that she must be a trifle pixilated for it is a pencil she is holding. Don't be a fool, she says and drops off again. But not for long as the sound of elephants' hoofs is getting louder and the pfoor child awakes again. Uttering a war whoop fonly in her fright it doesn't sound quite like Tarzanj, she jumps to her feet. . My dear child, what is the matter? Help at last! The elephants are coming! Well I am not quite sure whether our basketball teams would VOX FLUMINIS 21 P FIRST BASKETBALL TEAM Back Row-Louie Leistikow, Agnes Richardson, Ferne Lount, Lydia Klein. Second Row-Iris Norman, Miss Fraser, Frances Heakes. . Bottom Row-Betty Newcombe QCaptainJ. appreciate that. But at any rate I think it is high time you attended to your study. We conclude that our would-be adventuress settled down to work tout de suite and so-what of the elephants? , Riverbend School possesses two very fine herds, a number one herd and a number two herd. They have a twofold purpose in life fab to win a game against St. lVIary's and Cbj to avoid having to go out at noon by having basketball practices. And now for a birdls- eye View of one of these practices. There's Betty Newcofnbe four captainj running down the floor with the ball in her hands oblivious to the cry of steps, Once Betty starts going-well, watch the Fords go- by! And that goes for baskets too. Then there's Louie four crack forward! swinging it as she miraculously avoids her guards to make a beautiful basket. Now we have Lydia with a set look on her face. No, she really isn't going to bite you,-in fact the truth is that the score is tied and Lydials the one to untie it in our favour. Here are Agnes and Iris, two first team guards, who can make life miserable for any venture- some forwards. Then we have Ferne, who is bound to get the tallest 22 VOX FLUMINIS of all jumps to guard, and Frances, who sometimes spares for her. So much for herd number one! Did you ever see a whirl-wind? That's Margaret Graban. She is everywhere at 'once and keeps the rest of her team on their toes. For forwards Grade X need never be ashamed of Irene and Verna. As for guards, herd number two have Peggy, Anne and Jean, who know how to get their man. Pat Murray and Morna Kenny play side centres and then we have a new addition, Roberta Jean Mc- Queen, who can play almost anything and does it well. Then last but not by a long way least we have Miss Fraser, our elephant-trainer, who bosses us all and is a crack player herself. There is her whistle now and all the elephants are stampeding towards the stairs. The practice is over and the students beneath heave a sigh of relief. For the benefit of the curious-the season's scores. ' First Team: Riverbend 4151 vs. St. Mary's 1265, at home. Riverbend 1435 vs. Rupertsland 4201, at home. Riverbend C363 vs. Rupertsland 1395, at Rupertsland. SECOND BASKETBALL TEAM Back ROW-MOTHH Kenny, Peggy Murray, Verna MacLach1an, Roberta Jean McQueen, Pat. Murray. Second Row-Anne Shaw, Peggie Willson, Miss Fraser, Jean Vinson, Irene Pieper. Bottom Row-Margaret Graban iCaptainJ. VOX FLUMINIS Riverbend 1111 St. Mary's 1131 St. Mary's Riverbend 1261 Rupertsland 1241 Riverbend. Second Team: Riverbend 1171 St. Mary's 161 Riverbend. Riverbend 1181 vs Rupertsland 1221 Riverbend. Riverbend 1291 vs Rupertsland 1241 Rupertsland Riverbend 1221 vs St. Mary's 1161 St. Mary's Riverbend 161 vs Rupertsland 1321 Riverbend. F H INTER-HOUSE BASKETBALL On May 6th the Inter-House basketball games were played off. The day was warm, the air was still, and no one could remember much about how the game was played. However, we rolled our sleeves up, our socks down and went at it with all we had, though our passing must have horrified Miss Fraser, and at certain points the game slightly resembled rugby. The fates, too, seemed to be against us, as one by one our team-mates were carried out, with one a broken wrist, another an injured foot, yet another a sprained wrist, and even a strained finger, to name a few, while many were near collapse at the end. Of course all this served to dampen our ardor somewhat, but we never said die, and finally, after prac- tically a free-for-all during the last few minutes, York once more came out victorious. SWIMMING MEET 1 On Wednesday, M-ay 20, 1936, Riverbend School held its annual Swimming Meet at the Y.W.C.A. It was enjoyed both by spectators and participants. Great merriment accompanied the obstacle race and the onlookers cheered themselves hoarse while the swimmers nearly drowned laughing. Douglas carried off top honors, followed closely by Garry and York. B.N. BADMINTON A great deal more interest was taken in Badminton this year, owing to the instruction and coaching given to us by Miss Fraser, who is herself a very good player. Early in the season some demon- stration games were played in the school gymnasium by Miss Fraser and several well-known Winnipeg badminton players. These games created interest and showed how Badminton should be played. Later on in the term we invited the girls of St. Mary's Academy to play on our courts, and had several good games with them. Our own Badminton Tournament was played with quite a good entry in both doubles and singles in the Junior and Senior events. The winners were: Iris Norman in the Senior singles, and Louie Leistikow and Iris Norman in the doubles. In the Junior events the 24 VOX FLUMINIS . J winners were: Roberta McQueen in the singles, and Hazel Mc- Millan and Doris Pelkey in the doubles. Great improvement was shown by the end of the season and it is hoped that interest and enthusiasm for Badminton will be even greater during the next winter season. 4 I.N. RIDING VERY Wednesday afternoon about two o'clock fthe weather permittingj, a gathering of laughing, excited girls assembles on the steps of the middle house. These girls form a group of en- thusiastic riders, a group which has grown so large that it has been found necessary to divide it into two sections ,a senior section, which leaves at two o'clock, and a junior section, which leaves when the seniors return. As you now know, the group assembled on the steps is the senior section. The girls are impatiently waiting for two things, one, a teacher to accompany them while out riding, and two, a car to take them to the stables, for, much as these girls enjoy riding, they do not relish the idea of trotting the horses along Osborne Street. As the two olclock bell rings, the door of the house opens, and Miss Fraser appears, ready for the ride, while a green Ford car draws up in front of the steps. With wild shrieks that would do credit to the most savage Indians, the girls scramble down the steps and into the waiting car. Doors slam and they are off for one glorious hour on horseback, trotting sedately along bridle paths and cantering and galloping wildly across open fields. When the hour is up the seniors return and the juniors go out for their ride, where they have an equally good time. Riding this year is under the direction of Miss Fraser, and it is largely due to her interest that such enthusiasm is aroused in all those who take up the sport. M.K. fi, I . f is It CD Events First Second Third Kindergarten Race ............... .... . Donald Gallie Beverley Anne Laidlaw Julia Harris Kindergarten High Jump .... .... . Beverley Anne Laidlaw Jeanette Spencer Julia Harris Kindergarten Sack Race .... . Julia Harris Donald Gallie Dash QGrades I and ID .............. ....... - .... . M. L. Mclntyre Mercedes George Sheila Muteh L. Thompson and I. Carruthers and 3-Legged Race CGrades I 81 II, III 8z IVD--- J. Chesshire K. Richardson J , Bass and J , Sutherland Sack Race CGrades I Sz II, III Sz IVD ............ Lylah Thompson Doris Donnelly Frances Sigurdson Dash fGrades III 85 IVJ .......................... ...... . Lylah Thompson Joan Bass Gail Graham High Jump qGrades III 8r IVJ ...... .... . Joan Bass Liylah Thompson M, C, Judd High Jump CGrades I Sz IID ......... .... . Virginia Hastings Mary Mackay Mercedes George Junior Sack Race ...................... .... . Betty J0hI1S'L0n Eleanor South Joan Pichard Q Junior Dash .... Q ..... . ............... . ....... .... . Anne Forlong Daphne Stanley Harris Joan Harris Q Junior Running Broad Jump ..... Marilyn Andrews Jane Lee Anne Forlong pq Junior Standing Broad Jump ..... ....i p Daphne Stanley-Harris Marilyn Andrews Jane Lee J. Richard and J. Francis and I. Pinfold and E Junior 3-Legged Race .................... - .... W. Mclntyre B. Johnston A. Forlong Q Junior High J p ................................... .... J ane Lee Joan Pickard Joan Harris E Intermediate Standing Broad Jump ......... Marie Kipp Marguerite MacDonald Sydney Flanders E Intermediate Dash ................................... .... . Joan Ritter B. A. King June Lear v-4 Intermediate Running Broad Jump ...... .... J oan Ritter M. MacDonald Gloria Brown M Intermediate High Jump ................. .- .... . Catherine Bingeman Mary Harris Florence McCurdy Intermediate Baseball Throw .... ..... J anet Edgar Sydney Flanders Roberta McQueen Intermediate Basketball Throw ..... .... H azel McMillan Roberta McQueen Sydney Flanders Intermediate Slow Bicycle Race ..... .... L orna Aikins Barbara South Gloria Brown Intermediate Obstacle -- - - - - -- ..... - - W. R. Mclntyr . Lorna Aikins Hazel McMillan Senior Standing Broad Jump ...... Betty Newcombe Louie Leistikow Lydia Klein Senior Running Broad Jump ....., .... . Margaret Graban Betty Newcombe Margaret Dowler Senior Basketball Throw ........... ..... I rene Pieper Jean Vinson Beth Rice-J ones Senior Dash ....,.................... Margaret Graban ' Louie Leistikow Peggie Willson M. G-raban and Senior High Jump ........ - -- ..... L. Leistikow Lydia Klein Senior Baseball Throw , -- .... , , Irene Pieper Ferne Lount Betty Laidlaw Senior Obstacle ................... Daphne Cumming Irene Pieper Marilyn Wilson Senior Slow Bicycle Race -- .... I Caroline Harris Morna Kenny Marjorie Gardiner N O1 I I I I I I I I I 26 VOX FLUMINIS X April May May May May May June June Sept. Sept. Sept. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Dec. Dec. Dec. Dec. Jan. Jan. Mar. Mar. Mar. Mar. April April Social SCHOOL CALENDAR Third Term, 1935-36 20-School re-opened. 1-Roller-skating Party. 12 15 20 29 -Old Girls' Day. -Garry Hall entertained girls from the Children's Aid. -Swimming Meet. -Lilac Tea. 3-Grade X luncheon for grads. 11-Closing. 9.. 18- 30- First Term, 1936-37 School opened. House picnics. Sports' Day. 1-Mr. Dunlop spoke to us. 16- 26- 30- Roller-skating Party. Badminton demonstration by members of the Wildewood Club. Hallowe'en Party. 2-Basketball game with St. lVIary's. 6-Basketball game between staff and last year's grads. 13-Basketball game with Rupertsland. 23-Basketball game at St. Mary's. 27-Basketball game at Rupertsland. 3-Badminton tournament between St. Mary's and River- bend. 4-School Badminton Tournament finals. 18-Intermediate Play. 22--Christmas holidays began. Second Term, 1936-37 7-Back to the grind! 29-Senior Play. 5-Basketball game with Rupertsland. 12-School Dance. 19-Gym Display. 24-Easter holidays! 5-Maurine Stuart's Recital. 24-School re-opened. VOX FLUMINIS 27 April 24-Miss Carter's tea for the Marjoriesf' April 28-Marjorie McKinnell and Marjorie Gardiner left for the E' Coronation. April 30-Junior Plays. May 6-Inter-house Basketball. May 7-Roller Skating Party. May 14-Qld Girls' Day. May 19-Swimming Meet. Here are the two Marjories! After much feting in the way of teas, luncheons, and other gaieties, they have finally left on the Coronation tour. It is not very long now since we, with much shak- ing of hands, slapping of backs and throwing of confetti, bade them adieu on the platform of the C.P.R. station. And, as they last waved to us from the slowly-drawing-out train, I'm sure in every mind was the same thought, we were proud to have them represent us in England. P.C. HALLOWEEN PARTIES YES, there were three of them, and all were equally enjoyable. First there was a party for Grades I and II in the drawing room. Old-fashioned ladies in miniature, mickey-mice, witches, pirates, all were there, and all together took part in the games provided for their entertainment, and later had ice cream and cake in the kinder- garten room. And then in the evening came the senior party, Grads VII to XII. The appearance of the gym was transformed by the black and orange decorations. Each class put on a skit, and 28 VOX FLUMINIS of course we must not forget to mention that the staff did also. In between these the girls danced and afterwards refreshments were served in the dining-room. And then to finish the evening, the new girls were initiated. But what about Grades III, IV, V and VI? Oh, they certainly were not forgotten. Their party took place on Saturday afternoon. Variety was added to the entertainment when, after they had supper, some of the girls sang, tap-danced, recited, toe-danced, and played the piano for the rest. A.R. THE SCHOOL DANCE MOST of us who are or who have been students know how terribly a winter term can drag, know how in spite of the efforts of teachers the pupils have a pronounced tendency to go to sleep during classes. Thus it is with great pleasure that we announce that the pupils of Grades X, XI and XII at Riverbend very mysteriously missed that drag. This was owing to the kind forethought of Miss Carter, who solved the problem by very gra- ciously entertaining at a dance on March 12. Preceding the dance, each class gave a dinner party which enabled the young people to become acquainted with one another. When the guests arrived at the school they were greeted by Miss Carter, Col. and Mrs. J. Y. Reid and Mr. and Mrs. Laurence Palk, after which they enjoyed a merry evening of dancing in rooms gaily decorated with coloured balloons and flowers. Supper was served during an intermission, followed by more dancing. But such good times must come to an end and so it was with genuine regret that the guests began to make their departure after the last strains of God Save the King had been played. It is an occasion such as this that the girls of Riverbend are able to look back on when they think of their happy school days. F.H. MR. DUNLOP'S SPEECH Mr. Dunlop's speech of last fall contained all the fundamentals of an enjoyable talk for it was interesting, informative and enter- taining. Mr. Dunlop, with Mr. Jarman, Major Ney and members of the Canadian Olympic Team, travelled to England and thence to Germany evidently enjoying a trip that was both novel and instruc- tive. As most of us had very little personal information about the Olympics except from the newspapers, it was indeed delightful to have such vivid and intimate glances behind the scenes. Besides giving us a very accurate word-picture of the actual games, he told us many interesting things that the ordinary outsider does not know. His reference to Mary Elizabeth Maclntyre, a previous prefect of the school, was also of keen interest to the girls. Therefore we wish to extend our sincere thanks and appreciation to Mr. Dunlop for a most entertaining morning. C P. . VOX FLUMINIS 29 LILAC TEA Everyone was frantically running around in search of pins, carrying chairs out to the lawn, wondering if it would rain, asking who had seen so-and-so, or where someone else had left her cake. Such excitement could be caused by only one event,-the 'tLilac Tea. All the confusion was, of course, quite unnecessary, for although the day was very hot, there was no storm and every- thing was a great success. Each of the three houses had a table decorated with house colors. The fish-pond and the home-cooking booth were the most popular attractions. We can only hope that our Lilac Teas in the future will be equally -as satisfactory and enjoyable. , A.R. GLEE CLUBS The different glee clubs under the direction of Mrs. Dempsey gave a Christmas Carol program on Tuesday morning, December 22. At the beginning of the New Year the girls in the AH Glee Club began practising on three Shakespearean songs to sing at the Junior Musical Club on March 8. The songs were '4Where the Bee Sucks, Full Fathom Five, and It was a Lover and his lass. The musi- cale being over, Mrs. Dempsey coached a number of girls to sing solos and duets in the festival. We then held a small one of our own to choose the four best girls in each group to represent us in the large festival. The girls did very well, and made us very proud of them. Three songs, Lift Thine Eyes,'i Beauty Lately,', and Song of Shadows,', are now being practised for the closing exercises. M.G. THIS was a new experience for the gym stage. Never before had he felt such gnawing rheumatic pains in his shoulders, as if two great weights were bearing him down. Earlier in the year Napoleonic soldiers had strode across him, and dainty ladies in blue and gold and green had shown ladylike- excitement over these same dashing gentlemen. Earlier still, there had been on one of his corners a little cottage surrounded by a deserted and desolate garden filled with queer grey-cloaked figures and a dainty pierrette. Those days had been fun--the p-eople had said and done such amusing things, and he had had fascinating decorations over him and had shone in all the blazing glory of footlights. But this was different-a chair-filled gymnasium as usual, but there had been no rehearsals, and now there was only a row of ferns and aspi- distras instead of his beloved lights-and in the Easter holidays as well, when, of all times, he might have expected a rest! People in evening dress began to arrive and to whisper quietly to one another. It must surely be an important occasion. If only his shoulders wouldn't pain him so much, he might be able to hear what it was all about. 30 VOX FLUMINIS A sudden hush-then a slender, graceful girl in beige with a scarlet sash stepped quietly across him. For the next two hours the pain in his shoulders was forgotten,-he was living in a heaven of glorious sound. Music, applause, roses-more music, more applause, more roses-and then, just when he thought he would collap-se from sheer joy-it was over! Who was she?-this being who could call forth such exclamations of delight from the beautifully gowned ladies and handsome gentlemen as they went down for coffee- such a well-arranged program, better than a Celebrity, charming personality. Surely it couldn't be--yes, it was-his own Maurine, whom he saw every day, tuniced like all the rest, playing for prayers and gym and dancing-and he hadn't recognized her! JUNIOR PLAYS One of the most enjoyable afternoons during the year is the one on which the Junior Plays take place. To the seniors this is usually a complete surprise, for they know nothing of what goes on in the younger grades. This year grades one to four presented Betsy's Wish, and grades five and six The Pot 'of Gold. Both were extremely well performed and we were still more amazed at the talent of the juniors when, between acts, some of the actresses played for us on the piano. T A.R. PRUNELLA N THE evening of December 18 the parents and friends of the pupils of Riverbend enjoyed a presentation of the play Prunella, Behind the scenes the excitement was intense. Miss Fellows hurried around quieting performers and reminding the off-stage noises that the play hadn't started yet. . Soon Miss Sheffield arrived wearing a corsage of orchids which the cast had presented to her. Finally there was a hush and the curtains parted. The play, being directed so well and with the lovely costumes made by Miss Dunlop and her helpers, went through without a mistake. The story was of a young girl, Prunella, played by June L-ear, who ran away with a band -of mummers or strollingplayers. The leader of this company was Pierott, played by Mary Harris. Strange to say, there were no accidents behind scenes due to the timely warnings of Miss Sheffield. Of course, there was the time when the dinner bell, used for clock chimes, nearly fell off the edge of the platform and was heroically rescued by someone-nobody knows who-but there were no major disasters. VOX FLUMINIS 31 The play was a great success and we all feel that it is a credit to its director and to those who took part in it. J .J . SENIOR PLAY FROM THE INSIDE THE Senior Dramatic Club got considerable enjoyment out of the production of Quality Street. Of course, it-had its unfortunate moments. It was not on the whole a pleasant sensation when after much hurrying, scrambling, and going without breakfast, one pre- sented oneself at about two minutes after ten, only to be met by reproachful glances and still more reproachful words, You've held up the whole thing, everyone has been waiting for positively hours. Then there was the time when everyone within earshot heard one of the staff hysterically proclaim that there was a man in the house! Her bedspread and window curtains were gone. However, it was a false alarm. They were soon discovered gracing the Blue and Vtfhite Room of Quality Street. The last rehearsal was a hilarious one. The subject of our merri- ment was our heroine's fPhoebe of the ringletsb headgear. In order to hide her celebrated coiffure in the schoolroom scene, Phoebe wore a bonnet which had been quite obviously manufactured from a piece of curtain. With its long ties floating in the air and its much be- puckered crown, it presented quite a dazzling sight. Imagine alas! the far from stifled merriment when our Phoebe arrived on the stage for the pathetic scene with her bonnet on back to front! She de- fended herself afterwards by declaring that one of the brighter members of the cast had insinuated that it might be more becoming that way. We all had our pet worries the night of the play. Susan confided to me afterwards, ''Iwaspetrif1edthatIwouldeitherfillthecupstoover- flowingormissthemaltogether.3' And poor Patty, already notorious for dropping things, had to carry a loaded tray all the way across the room. Peggie Willson, one of Napoleonis noble adversaries at Waterloo, feared that during the duel in the ballroom scene, she might not only lose her life, but also her trousers. Jean Vinson, whose discerning characterization of a prim and proper spinster won her much applause, was greatly worried because she habitually addressed some members of the cast by the wrong name. What is that drone off-stage?-merely Tonsy Guy practising her lines. How to convince Captain Brown that the ball was much too plebeian for her to attend? Should she start at High C and descend? ul- ani ' obt - Credibj - awed a Carglzfnformed that th e WOO11en dfaperss daughter has 32 VOX FLUMINIS Voluble protests from Miss Carter who declares that it sounds like a gramophone running down. Perhaps it would be better to start at the bottom of the scale and go up. One of the funniest things in the play was to watch Frances and Peggy in their last fond embrace, as they anxiously searched each other's countenance to discover whether they had left any lipstick traces. Imagine an old maid of Quality Street with lipstick on her cheeks! Would that be -ladylike? And the old maids of Quality Street, as well as the girls of Riverbend, are nothing if not ladylike. H.J. SENIOR PLAY FROM THE OUTSIDE MAYBE it is slightly unethical for a member of the school to write a criticism of Riverbend's unparalleled production of J. M. Barrie's immortal play, Quality Street. However, I shall try to present an unbiased opinion. The fact that over half of the char- acters were male, and no males were in evidence did not daunt our versatile body. Our distinctly feminine Peggy Campbell took the part of the dashing', Captain Brown, and interpreted it manfully, showing genuine ability and artistry. Then the role of the recruiting sergeant was creditably presented by Morna Kenny, who even managed to develop a convincing brogue. Honors are here awarded to Phoebe of the Ringletsn fFrances Heakesj, who was so essentially ladylike, and to her timid sister, Susan Throstle fLydia Kleinj. Over all presided Patty QHelen Johnstonb with domineering hand, whose wide grin and humorous portrayal was a high spot in the per- formance The success of the play was predestined with such an able director as Miss Carter, and our deepest appreciation goes out to her for her untiring and constant effort. ' D.R. HOUSE NOTES AT our first meeting of this year we welcomed the new teachers and girls to our houses and elected house officers. Shortly after this we became still better acquainted with one another at the house picnics which were held-Douglas at Charleswood, York at Assini- boine Park and Garry in Fort Garry. During the next few weeks we were all very busily engaged in practising for Sports Day, which was very cold as usual, and ended with York's capture of the Senior cup and Douglas' of the Junior. At Christmas time each house sent a hamper to a poor family, and all were gratefully received. The basketball games resulted n victory for York, but we have yet to see which house will win the Swimming Meet. At the present we are actively engaged in preparations for our annual Lilac Tea which we intend to hold June l. VOX FLUMINIS 33 DEFECTS OF THE PREFECTS CWritten in one of our weaker momentsb E ARE Iive- .... but are we five .... well yes, apparently . . . . but live raised to the power of nothing equals one 156:15 . . . . where is our power . . . . it is nothing . . . . but we are as one . . . . one what . . . . well at least we have one room. . . . . room for how many .... many teachers, but only two at a time .... what time . . . . four-thirty till six . . . . but there are only five of us . . . . yet there are six cokes in a carton .... and after six cokes ! ! 1 Time out for breathing. We have entertained all of the staff except Alex .... or is he a member .... member of what .... not member of parliament . . . . Oh non . . . . thatfs Sheila Mutch's father . . . . and speaking of Mutch .... we push, we pull, we drag, we haul .... but, we get there .... get where' .... where she gets on and we get off. As a matter of fact we're all off .... off what .... off studying . . . . on account of it has been explained to us that the more we learn the more we have to forget .... and the more we forget . . . . the less we know . . . . so why study . . . . now there's Betty . . . . she doesn't study . . . . 'cause her life is one long music lesson .... and speaking of music .... never be sharp like our teachers .... ! .... never be fiat like our cokes .... always be natural .... ? .... Lydia and Agnes .... they never study . . . . their life is one long magazine fschool magazinej . . . . and Tonsy doesn't study .... she's the family chauffeur now . . . . so the other '4guys keep to the Streetcar . . . . and of course we all know that life for Morna is one long horse. Speaking of horses, we seem to have got started on the wrong track .... so .... wishing you a happy birthday, we remain, for although we have often been tempted to put aspirins in our cokes .... up to this point .... . . . . Oh well I ! . . . . what the heck ! ! ! . . . . you'll probably think we have! .... THE SIXTY-FIFTH COMPANY, RIVERBEND THE VISITORS were walking up the stairs one Tuesday afternoon about four o'clock. They had seen the Kindergarten room and the dining room, the school rooms, and the office but they hadn't seen our gymnasium. As the door was opened the visitors were surprised to see groups of girls talking in the corners or to someone who looked like a captain. They were not in school uniform. But who are these girls, inquired Mrs. Smith. This is our Girl Guide Company, was the answer, the Sixty- fifth Company of Winnipeg. These guides have been busy all year building up their company. They are adding new things to their patrol boxes, they are passing tests, having toboggan parties or hikes, and doing their best to live up to the Guide Promise. 34 VOX FLUMINIS Every third of a month the best all-round guider and the best patrol are rewarded for their work. The guider has her name printed down on our small trophy and the patrol receives a small silver cup. These guides have been working hard all year and we River- benders feel proud of having a company, small though it is, which is doing its part in the great Sisterhood of Guides. M.H. BROWNIES N THE morning after my eleventh birthday I suddenly realized I was too old to be a Brownie. My mind wandered back to the good times I had had at the Sixty-fifth Brownie Pack at Riverbend School. Of these Brownie days I am about to tell you. Before two o'clock on Friday afternoons we begin to get ready. We have houses which fold and unfold and I might mention that we are about the only Brownie Pack in Winnipeg with ,real Brownie houses. These houses have cellophane windows out of which we can see. The fairies live in the treetops and their house has branches painted a dark brown, while the rest is a lighter-coloured brown. The imps live in a cave and their house is a dark brown with rocks outlined in white. The elves live in a magic pool and their house is blue. We bring ornaments such as pictures, curtains for our windows, and many other things to make our houses pretty. We made paper chains and hung them about and around the houses. The elves have shells around their house. The fairies have a little magic pool of their own just outside their house while the imps have a little path formed with stones. We have a little brownie bank, a magic pool, a toadstool, but, as yet, no owl. After our houses are up and decorated we come out of them and each group sings its own song, skipping around in a circle in front of its house, and gives its own yell. We then run and form a circle around the toadstool and skipping around, sing our Brownie song. After sitting down in a fairy ring we are told what we are going to do for the day, and then-Shoo! into our houses we go. Inspection follows and then we learn how to tie knots and every- thing a Brownie needs to know to pass her second and first class tests. A little later, Brown Owl tells us we are going to begin games. There are many of these and lots of new ones come in. We some- times listen to a story told by Brown Owl. After everything is tidied up, we skip around the room singing a song, and say good-bye to Brown Owl and Tawny Owl. There are about twenty Brownies in our pack. Miss Wellband is our Brown Owl and Betty Newcombe our Tawny O-wl. When I flew up to Guides, the Brownies presented me with an image of an 'owl sitting on a toadstool. I shall always remember the Brownies, and in closing, I wish them good luck and many happy years to come. J H J VOX FLUMINIS 35 L THE BOARDERS GF RIVERBEND N WEEKDAYS the rising-bell goes at seven-fifteen. In each of the boarder's bedrooms there is dead silence, each has heard the bell but perhaps by seven-thirty she will feel more like arising. At seven-thirty each makes a brave plunge from her bed and a mad scramble to get dressed and washed by seven-forty. Usually at breakfast there is little conversation. Phoebe can make toast disappear fairly quickly, not necessarily into her stomach either, and so the day continues. When we hear a stumble on the stairs, we know that Verna is either going up or coming down. Maurine has suddenly turned against food. When you ask her if she is dieting, the answer is, No, just not eating. Gracie in grade five, is the youngest boarder, usually with a bag of candy in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. Evening study with Gracie around shows up our deficiencies in grade five arithmetic. From Gretna fManitobaJ comes Irene Pieper. Just mention the word blush to Irene and we find it difficult to tell the differ- ence be-tween the colour of her face and Miss Gregoryls marking pencil. If we hear someone playing a Nelson Eddy-Jeanette MacDonald piece, we can take a guess that it is Shirley MacLean and be correct. We are sure that Mary Paterson regrets going to England for one reason: that there, there exists no distinguished 'fstep-ladder. Some of us wonder why Betty Laidlaw doesn't lose weight, when AT the -table she eats hardly a morsel. We all admire Marilyn Wilson's sheared stockings. The boarders always look forward to Saturday afternoons and our long week-ends, so we wish to take this opportunity of thanking the day girls for their thoughtfulness. We also give a most hearty thank you to a friend for the gift of a radio. P.M. Joyce: I will certainly give her a piece of my mind the next time I see her. Gloria: Impossible Joyce: Why so? . Gloria: Only the most learned scientist can split an atom in pieces. Dk wk Pk :le Pat: Say, what's the idea of wearing my raincoat? Louie: You wouldn't want your new suit to get wet, would ou? y 214 Pk 214 Pk Gypsy girl: I tell your fortune. Frances Walker: How much? Gypsy girl: Fifty cents. Frances: Correct, How did you guess it? J 36 VOX FLUMINIS p gllllllllllllllllllIQUIIlIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIllllIIIIllIlllllIIllIIIllIIIIQIIIllllllllllllllllg fffumor 51IIIIIIIllllllllIlIillllIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIllllIIIIIIlIIIIIIllllIllIIlIlllilllllllllllllllllllg: Marg Powell: I hear your old car has no speedometer, Tonsyf' Tonsy: But that doesn't matter. At ten miles an hour the Windshield rattles, at fifteen the headlights, at twenty the bumper, and at twenty-five I rattlef' Pk Dk Pk PK Betty: Is my face dirty, or is it my imagination? Lydia: Well, your face is clean. all PK Pk DF Miss Edgar: What are you standing here for? Julia: Nothing . Miss Edgar: Well, move on! What if everybody was to stand in one place? How would the others get by? Pk if Ik 34 Morna fto druggistbz Give me some of that prepared mona- ceticacidester of salicylic acid. Druggist: Do you mean aspirin? Morna: That's right! I never can think of that name. Sk PK 214 Pk Miss Gregory: Give examples of three collective nouns, Ethnaf' Ethna: Fly paper, waste basket, and garbage can. :se vs ae :xc . Daphne Cumming: How can I tell mushrooms from toad- stools? - Helen Johnston: Eat some upon retiring. If you Wake up the next morning, they're mushrooms. Pk PF Sf if Marilyn flooking at picturebz That picture mustn't go into the Year Book. It doesn't do me justice. y Dovvler: You don't need justice. What you need is mercy. if Pl' Pk PF Agnes: We'll be friends to the end. Lydia: Lend me fifty cents. Agnes: T'hat's the endf? if wk Pk Pk Verna to Phoebe: If I'm studying when you come home, Wake me up. 214 Pk Dk :if Miss Fraser: Betty, Why are you laughing? VOX FLUMINIS 37 Betty: Laugh and the world laughs with you. Miss Fraser: But you stay after 4.30 alone. wk 2? P14 Pk Miss Edgar: Now, I want you to name some of the lower animals, starting with Peggy Murray. Pk Pk UF :lf Hazel: I can't decide whether to go to a palmist or a mind reader. Pelkey: Go to a palmist. It's obvious that you have a palm. 214 PK FIC FF V' Jean Vinson: Well, what would you do if you were in my shoes? Marg Dowler: I'd get a shoe shine. Pk HIC ak Pk Miss Sheffield: What are you drawing, Verna? , V' Verna: A horse and wagon. Miss S.: I see the horse, but where is the wagon? Verna: Oh, the horse has to draw that. Pk if Pk Dk Vivian: I'm in an awful fix. Winnifred: What's the matter? Vivian: I've lost my glasses and I can't look for them until I find them. at gk SF PF Mary: I had an awful fright last night. Louie: Yes, I saw you with him. Pk Dk P21 22 Pat Murray: For the last time, I ask you for that 33.50 Dorothy Oliver: Thank goodness, that's over. wk PF PF PF Iris- My, that popcorn has a heavenly smell! Caroline: Hasn't it. W e'll walk a little closer. if bk P14 ik Phoebe: Oh Mary, are you using your skates tonight? Mary: 'Tm afraid I am, Phoebe. Phoebe: Splendid! Then you won't mind lending me your bunny coat. DIC PIC SIC Pk Verna: Say, what do you mean by telling everyone around the place that I was deaf and dumb? Irene: I didn't say deaf. Pk Ik PK Pk Teacher lto pupilj: You know I'm not as foolish as you seem to think I look. Pupil: I know teacher, you couldn't be. X :lf PF ak M Miss Edgar: What is the formula for water? Frances Heakes: UHIJKLMNOY' Miss Edgar: What do you mean? Frances: Why, you said it was H to O. 38 VOX FLUMINIS SHAKESPEARE FOR BEGINNERS There was a lugubrious Dane, Whose uncle's misdeeds gave him pain. So he dressed like a rook And hobnobbed with a spook And drove his fiancee insane. Young Romeo thought that his bride Had poisoned her little inside So he killed himself dead- What a nuisance,', she said, Now I've got to die too! -and she died. Said a merchant of Venice whose navy Had gone to the locker of Davy, Though our contract entitles The Jew to my vitals, It's meat that I'm owing-not gravy. It,s scandalous, Prospero sighed, That my daughter is not yet a bride! Lest the moment should slip I'll wreck Ferdinand's ship, We must get her off somehow, he cried. Kathleen Richardson: I've added those figures up ten times. Mrs. Price: Good girl. Kathleen: And here are the ten answers. Qld Mammy: I want a ticket fo' Euphonia. Ticket Agent Qafter ten minutes of weary thumbing over the railroad guidejz Where the deuce is Euphonia? Old Mammy: Settin' over there on dat bench. '4These teachers donlt know a thing! Why, not one of them could teach anywhere else and get away with it. They're just dumb-why, they ought to get a whole new teaching staff. Yes, I failed too. A school teacher said to her class of young boys: Now I am going to give you each three buttons. You must think of the first as representing life, the second liberty, and the third happiness. In three days I want you to produce these buttons and tell me what they represent. On the appointed day the teacher asked one of the younger pupils for his buttons. I haven't got 'em all, he said. I have life and here's liberty, but mother went and sewed happiness on my pants. VOX FLUMINIS 39 I QllllllllllllllIlllmIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllIllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE literary E INDISPUTABLY HERS N GNE of Northern Ontario's smallest towns there happened to abide two women who were not kindred spirits. Both ladies, being staunch supporters of etiquette and the Ladies' Aid, lived in constant view of each other, but thereby their mutual repugnance was lessened not a whit. The occasion of their first meeting was not a happy one, for Miss J annings fonly six months in town and a Sunday school teacher alreadyj had visited Mrs. G. to deplore the behavior of Mrs. G's youngest son Herbert, who, invested with unheard of originality and audacity, had misbehaved in Miss Janning's class. Now few mothers appreciate a stranger's criticism of their offspring, and Mrs. G. was the kind of woman who tried fapart from her natural instinctj never to be an exception to any rule. She was long-winded in praising the boys and short-sighted regarding their faults. More than once had the attacks of neighbors-verbal andotherwise-upon George and Herbert aroused her' wrath, so she was not pleased at the presumption of this prim Spinster whose strange bird-like features became more sharply defined as she began to peck. Platitudes, of course, marked the opening of the conversation, but soon the red agate on Mrs. G.'s large bosom was heaving with great rapidity, and Miss J anning's eyebrows were twitching like a guardsman's moustache as she launched her final offensive. In verbal duels however the prowess of Mrs. G. was at least equal to her own and Mrs. G. was, moreover, secure in her knowledge of all the master- strokes. When she had listened enough she rose, a veritable Niobe and said: I note, Miss Jannings that you do not understand children. Of course that is quite to be expected in one who has never been a wife and mother. And she smiled sympathetically. So Miss J annings was beaten in the first round, but she was a pluckyllittle soul, not given to meekness. She learned too, that Mrs. G's trusty defence, a severe and lofty attitude, could be suc- cessfully adopted byherself. In a few months you could notice a sort of abstract dignity and inherent graciousness in that otherwise vibrant personality. Perhaps because people recognized a change which she herself was not wholly aware of, or because beneath it all she was still essentially Miss Jannings, she became more and more indispensible to the Ladies' Aid. Armed thus, it was simple one day, to be cordial to Mrs. G. After, they tried friendliness a little, but gave it up for graciousness again, this being a more comfortable pursuit, yet although unconscious of what influenced them, they found themselves becoming, more polite to their associates, and 40 VOX FLUMINIS . 1 kinder to dogs and beggars. Ahnost before they realized it the struggle became one for nobility. Yet they avoided all direct discourse, and it was many years later that Miss Jannings-perhaps indeed, because of the early spring, actually stopped Mrs. G. in Rohenheim's linen department and congratulated her on Herbert's promotion to a company of brokers in Toronto. The effect of her lovely gesture was somewhat spoiled by Mrs. G's dulcet remark that Herbert left one of his dearest old friends in Miss Jannings. Apart from being called old, Miss J annings felt angry. The final gesture which was hers by right, had been stolen insultingly by Mrs. G. It must be understood that neither of these ladies wished to end the farce unless the last noble action was hers. And so their graciousness increased. Both were older now, and should have known better, but although Miss J annings was resigned to her spinsterhood, and Mrs. G. to her own elephantine proportions, neither was resigned to the other. When Miss Jannings fbeing in a dignified way, an upholder of the theory of pushj was elected to represent the local Ladies' Aid at Toronto, Mrs. G. remarked in the presence of witnesses that if Miss J annings would just drop in and see how Herbert was getting along. But Miss Jannings being equal to the occasion said she would be delighted as she had always been so interested in the dear boy. And so she did-telling herself it was affection for the boy but knowing it was really curiosity. The manager's sympathetic face told her immediately that something rather untoward had happened but she was aghast when she learned that Herbert was in the peni- tentiary. She hastened to tell the man she was no relation, only an acquaintance, and she hurried away scarcely aware of the man's surprise that an acquaintance should interrupt his business hours. Back in her room with the glass-topped dressing-table, she reflected that Mrs. G's heart would be broken. She felt pity for Herbert-such a bright boy, but she amazed herself at her com- placency as to Mrs. G's feelings. Almost as soon as she came back she met Mrs. G. at a silver tea. Breathing graciousness as the dragon breathed fire, Mrs. G. bore down upon her and asked the excited question-how was Herbert? The piteous smile that Miss J annings reserved for funerals was taking shape, when she noticed the longing expression in Mrs. G's eyes. Something failed her then and she knew she could never tell Mrs. G. about Herbert. Brusquely and rudely she said that she had been much too busy to see him. For a moment, as Mrs. G. scented the chill atmosphere and gasped, there was silence. Then her eyes became as cold as the agate on her breast, and her offended smile showed one sharp tooth. She was very angry. I should have known you would not understand a mother's love and anxiety for her child. I should have known you would rather take notes on the new temperance pamphlet. VOX FLUMINIS 41 Then haughtily she turned from Miss Jannings and swept out of the room. Miss Jannings exhausted sank back in her chair. She sighed happily as she nibbled her sardine sandwich. Fifteen years, and the last heroic action was indisputably hers. 8 DAPHNE CUMMING, Grade XII, Douglas Hall. TRUE WASHOUTS fWith apologies to Ben Jonsonj It is not growing like a weed, Or having hair like dry seaweed, Or lying on a board three hours or more To rise at last with posture we abhor, To diet every day, To beautify with clay, To match the lipstick with the nails,- For all this trouble naught avails. 1- In such proportions faces false we see And by such measures we may washouts be. CAROLINE HARRIS. '38, MARJORIE GARDINER, I38, Douglas Hall. HIS FIRST RIDE LONG ago, in the great expanses of land at the foothills of the Rockies, there were many families who, having travelled farther westward, had made their permanent homes. These people adopted ranch life very quickly and soon many more were encouraged to come out and make their homes there. One of these families settled -on a large strip of land which later formed the F.Q. Ranch. It was on this ranch that little Billy Laidlong was born, on March 22, 1868. Eight years later. Today was the big day in Billy's life because he was to go on his first real ride on the range, with his father and a few cow hands. It was his eighth birthday and his father had promised that he could go on the Day's Ride when he became eight, and so today Billy was to go. Oh!!! Betty, give me that boot, and my belt. You know that I should be ready by now, yelled Billy to his sister Betty who was on the other side of the room. Stop that yelling. You two are becoming worse every day, and especially you Billy. Stop it or you won't be able to go with your father. Now hurry Billy. You, Betty, leave the room so Billy can dress in peace. These were the words which Billy's mother said as he was getting ready to leave. As he was finishing his dressing his fingers did not seem to move, and Billy became very nervous and excited. Heigh-ho Bill, are you ready? Just about, Dad. I'll be ready in a few minutes, yelled Billy 42 VOX FLUMINIS to his father who was leaving the house to go out to get the horses from the Corral. Is that the horse that I am to ride? Yes, son. See if you can get up by yourself. See, Dad, I can. Isn't that good for me? Well done my boy. I certainly am glad to see that you can do that. How much cattle are we bringing home today? 4'We are bringing the calves of the fifth pasture home, replied Mr. Laidlong. The morning soon came to a close and the afternoon was half gone, when in the distance Billy saw something. Dad, is that an Indian who is coming towards us? M-m-m, I think it is. Yes I'm sure it is. Don, you and the boys make a small circle and keep the calves from being seen. This Indian is probably a scout of an Indian war-party because I see he has his war-paint on. Bill, you stay behind me. Ah gee . . . can't I help you, Dad? I can use a gun. 'CI don't think we shall have to use our guns because the war- party is not in sight. Dad, turn to the west. Isn't that cloud of dust the Indians on horseback? 4'That must be the war-party .... Yes, they are making for us. They must be very mad. I wonder why? Mr, Laidlong? '4Yes, Don. We must send word to the Fort for help. Can't any of the men be spared?,' No, sirf' All right then. You go back and stay with the men, because I'll get word through somehow? 'cDad, oh Dad, I can ride that far, and no Indian would harm an unarmed boy, if he did not harm them. I guess I'll have to let you go son, so get ready at once. I'm ready, father. Here is the message in this little wooden box. Put the note in your mouth before you pass the Indian scout. Don't let him see it. Then ride to the Fort and give the note to the commander upon your arrivalf' f'Thanks, Dad. Good-bye. . Good luck my boy. With that farewell in his ears, Billy rode away at a fast gallop towards the Fort. Cn the way he was stopped and searched by one of the Indian scouts who didn't find the note because Billy had it in his mouth. After he was searched he was allowed to go on. He was finally able to reach the Fort and he gave the commander the note. The commander set out immediately with a troop of soldiers. These men were in time to save Billy's father, his men, and the cattle which they were bringing home for their spring sto-ck. CC , VOX FLUMINIS 43 That night the whole Laidlong family was sitting around the open fire-place congratulating Billy for his good deed. So now we leave Billy to dream of the happy day which has finished, but hoping for more to come. ROBERTA JEAN MCQUEEN, '39, Douglas Hall. MY DGG I have a dog He's up at eight Whose name is Boze, With a joyous bark, He's very lazy And seems to think And likes to doze. Life's quite a lark. J oAN Ross, Grade IV, D-ouglas Hall. LITTLE JANE Little Jane of Charlottetown Was lovely to behold, She was known the world around, Her loyalty was untold. Her eyes were as blue as the sky, Her hair was the color of corn, She was as dainty as birds that fly, With a heart that was pure as the morn. DAPHNE STANLEY-HARRIS, Grade VI, Garry Hall. DICTATORSHIP NCLE NICK! cried Marcia, as the last of the supper dishes was dried and put away, I want you to help me with my homework. N You do? But what will your teacher say? inquired Uncle ick. Oh! She told us we might get help, as it is rather a grown-up subject. And what is it, my dear?', I have to write an essay on dictatorship. But that's not always a grown-upl' subject. There are other dictators besides Mussolini and Hitler. What do you mean? asked Marcia, getting out a paper and a pencil. Well, sit down and I'll try to tell you. 'CI guess you know enough about Mussolini and Hitler. They're military dictators on a large scale. But have you ever thought of the smaller dictators? Take, for instance, the little boy next door. You know how he dictates to his parents. And they obey him just as the Germans obey Hitler. 44 VOX FLUMINIS Why, so they do! I never thought of that. And you might also take, continued Uncle Nick, with a sly glance at his wife, the dictatorship in the home. Look at the way your Aunt Ellen dictates to me. She's pretty despotic around here. 4'Well, replied Aunt Ellen, if I didn't dictate to you, I'd never have a moment's peace. You'd always be forgetting to wipe your feet, or letting the dog up on the bed, or breaking some other house- hold rule, she scolded, pretending to be put out. Well, continued Uncle Nick, there are many dictatorships, but the're all based on the same thing. What's that, Uncle Nick? Power, my dear. Power is at the bottom of it all. Mussolini is a dictator today because he has the power to make the Italians listen to him and believe in him. He has military and pecuniary power, too. The little boy next door is a dictator because he has the power to make his parents feel sorry for him and not want to refuse him anything. . 'tYour aunt is a dictator because she has that peculiar power over me called love. I like her to dictate to me because then I know she loves me and wants me to do right. '4Do you remember the young lad we saw giving orders to his friends on the baseball field? He was a little dictator because he had the power of knowledge and speech. He knew more about the game than they, therefore they looked up to him and obeyed him. His way of speaking to them, too, made them feel he was superior to them. Now, do you understand what I mean when I say that there are more than military dictatorships? Yes, indeed. Thank you for helping me, Uncle Nick. Well, now I'm going to exercise my dictatorship. Young lady, it's time you were in bed! All right, Uncle Nickf' laughed Marcia as she gathered up her books and went upstairs. SHIRLEY MCLEAN, '39, Douglas Hall. THE VILLAGE I stood upon the mountain high, Between the earth and clear blue sky, Looked down on the village small, Surrounded by great poplars tall. The trees were shedding, but grass was green, And flowers scarcely could be seen. Near the mountain high, there ran Slowly, River St. Gustan. VOX FLUMINIS 45 A church-spire peeped from 'twixt dense trees, Which swayed within the autumn breeze, And nearly hid the houses neat, Behind which grew the golden wheat. Oh, happy dwellers in this town, Dressed in its varied, brilliant gown, May you ever be the same as you are, And your sweet peace may nothing mar. MARY MCLEOD, Grade VIII, Garry Hall. A HUMAN IN NO-MAN'S-LAND KNOCK, knock! The sound echoed far over the cliffs owned by the elves of No-Man's-Land. The noise had been made by a human beingf' It was very unusual for an echo like that to sound in that land. The elves did not like human beings, neither did they like to have them come walking into their caves under the cliffs. To stop this from being done, they had put some magic moss all over the face of the cliffs. Whenever any human dared to climb up the cliff to No-Man's-Land, they of course had to touch the sur- face of the rock, and whenever a human hand touched the moss, a very loud knocking sound would echo through the cliffs. So it was that a human was just outside the caves of No-Man's-Land. Now it happened that a fisherman elf was making his way home among the cliffs, when he heard the loud knocking. - At once he rushed into his cave which was very close to where he was standing. Caroo-oo-oo-or, Caroo-oo-oo-or. The elf made this noise to attract the attention of the other elves. At once nine more elves came rushing out of their caves and lined up on either side of a very large door which was in the centre of the cave. Now at this very moment Michael O'Brian, the son of an Irish nobleman, was walking up the cliff. He was the cause of this knock- ing sound. He had been taking one of his daily walks along the clii of No-Man's-Land. He had been told from babyhood about the elves and the princess who was said to be captured there. Every day he walked along the cliffs in search of the princess, but every time he touched the magic moss the loud knocking would sound and he would run away. After what seemed an hour to Michael, out of the door came a very tiny elf, much smaller than any other. He wore a cap about five inches high and a purple suit with beads all over. He looks just like a king, said Michael, but I must not stand here admiring things, I must get away. While the elves were standing aside to let their leader, Light- ning, pass, Michael ran away as fast as he could. 46 VOX FLUMINIS When he had gone about five miles, he sat down on a rock, tired from his long Walk. He had reached the end of the magic moss by now so that the knocking sound was not heard. - In the meantime, Lightning had given orders to the elf cook to go to the chest Where all the riches Were kept, and to bring out his pearl safe. The cook having done this errand, Went back to see if the chest were locked securely. He found that it was and was very frightened to hear screams from Within it. Meanwhile out on the cliff Michael had fallen asleep and tumbled to the bottom of the rock which had broken, and he Went rolling underneath. Finding himself within four dark Walls he began to scream, and these Were the screams that had frightened Fatty, the elves' cook. Fatty at once ran to his master and told him. What scoundrel is this that has dared to steal my riches. Come Dash-foot, Fleece-hair, Brown-skin, Long-hair and you men, We must get him. When they finally got to the chest, the screams had stopped, and when they opened the door of it no one was to be seen. Michael had pushed and pulled until he had found the loose rock. He had pushed it open and had wandered still farther down the cliff. He had found lying on the rock a suit that was just like the other elves' suits. Beside it he saw a stone of gold. He picked it up and also the suit of clothes and Went on his Way. After a little while he said, I Wish I were small enough to fit this suit of clothes, then I could pretend that I was one of the elves and I could explore the caves. As soon as he had said this he found that he Was just the size that he had wanted to be. He thought that the stone might have something to do with it and looked at it. After he had examined it for some minutes he read the words, Magic Wishing Stone, which were carved on it. Then he changed into the elves clothes and ran as fast as he could to the door of the caves. When he touched the magic moss no noise could be heard be- cause he had the elves' suit on. He went inside the cave and the elves coming back from their search, hailed him. He told them that he was an elf from over the seas and would like to explore the caves of Lightning. Lightning was very pleased and took him through the caves. One of the rooms which he showed to Michael was very dark and dusky. Lightning told him that the figure which he saw on the bed was a princess of the human land Whom they had captured. Michael listened to this with open ears and resolved to take the princess and the other human slaves which he soon saw, back to his land. The next morning Michael got up very early and set out to find the human beings. After about half an hour he found them and wished that he could be in his right land with the other humans. In one minute his Wish came true. He took the princess to her palace and was married the next Week to her. NANCY WALLICK, Grade V, Douglas Hall. VOX FLUMINIS 47 HOW RIVERBEND CAME TO EXIST N THE banks of a great sea many thousands of years ago. wild animals roamed in countless numbers. Beside this sea a mam- moth and his family lived contentedly, occasionally quarrelling, but the arguments were always settled by the father of this large family. This mammoth in time got the reputation for settling quarrels among the families of the outlying villages and soon came to be known as Judge Mammoth. One day a penguin went to eat his supper, and finding that he had only three fish left, spread the alarm of a robbery. Of course Judge Mammoth went to settle the quarrel. The animals all gathered around to hear what the outcome might be. Peter Penguin accused the unknown Mister X of stealing two of his fish. For some time everybody was under suspicion, till one day Judge Mammoth. said slyly to Peter Penguin: How many fish did you have to begin with? Why six, exclaimed Sir Penguin with some surprise. Six! exclaimed the astonished judge, Why you don't even know how to add yet. Well what does it come to, saucily asked Peter Penguin. Well-a-I-er, I think it comes to five, the judge added trying to calculatei That night the judge thought very deeply in his bed of one acre and decided five was the correct solution. Next day he went back to Peter Penguin and said: We can't have any more of this, we will have to start a place where all our children can be taught to calculate. Pk 514 X if Years after this episode, humans in the shape of animals, and dwelling in caves by this same sea were confronted by the same question. The trait of the animals however had been lost in the vast number of years. Hibi Jiby, king over a group known as the Killiallees and renouned among his people for his ape-like yell, was going to give a feast. And oh! it was going to be a lovely feast,-a shark, fresh green leaves, little red berries fa great delicacyb and things still more appetizing than these. Each man invited to the feast, however, was to bring twenty apples and they would be divided among them. It was a custom, you must understand. One man however failed to bring twenty apples, and brought only seventeen. This was dread- ful for the apples would have to be divided and each man was to have the same number or war would immediately be declared. All was going well at the feast till it came time for the apples. When they were passed around one man was short his share. Great commotion followed and, resulting from it all, was war. The cave- men flung great boulders at one another and all were killed except Hibi J iby. Isha lisha tooka milkey doo, he mumbled, which in our lan- guage means: 48 VOX FLUMINIS This must not happen again. We will have to build caves 'where we can hold meetings to learn how to divide ap-ples evenly. PF Pk Dk Ik Still thousands of years after this by the same sea the Red Folk were camped, bowing to the sky and worshipping constellations of stars. The peaceful skies looked down on little spots of fire dotted all over the land. The picture was beautiful beyond words. Sud- denly one of the red-men jumped up and cried: Look, a great canoe approaches! The whole tribe rushed down to the water's edge but hid themselves behind bushes and trees. Presently the ship grounded on the sand and white gods stepped from the bow on to the new land. Trinkets were passed around by the white men, and were accepted by the Red Folk with awe and wonder. One red-man however received a few trinkets less than the rest. Immediately unrest was apparent, but he was satis- fied by the white gods when they gave him more beads and trinkets. I think me start a system where me learn not to be fooled by white gods, next time. if Dk Ik A Pk In the following years as schools increased in importance the sea decreased in importance and became only a river. Now there are no longer animals or cave-men seen but queer creatures with long legs, a body, head, and arms. They can be seen everywhereg playing by the river, shouting across to one another over vast distances. These creatures today make up a school of which we are all extremely proud-Riverbend. MARIA KIPP, '39, York Hall. THE GEOMETRY DEMON With a Geometry Paper before you Have you ever despairing sat With some proposition to floor you And your mind turning blank as your hat? To a little black Demon you owe it. The corner at C is his den. He waits till you fancy you know it Then makes you forget it again. Two lines by a curious juggle Together are less than the base, And parallel lines with a struggle Succeed in enclosing a space, Then mixing up angle and angle He puts lines where no lines ought to be, And leaving your mind in a tangle, Goes back to his corner at UC. IRIS NORMAN, '38, Douglas Hall. .4 A 'S v 3' V H 1 .,.... v I ' v . 1 1 V v. A 4 I ' 4 w P I I 4. n 1 A X , 7 I v K.. , L fy ' xg . nr v 'I R -.-f L -v -o xi N , K nl 4 n -a 4 , . 1 1 ..- . . V A... v-... W,--. -...----..s U, - 'l . 1 ut, 5 .Y Y ,.., -I ' , ng., A L, ,. 'g.f. . ,. 'Q . L., L4 ri K. vxn. I' -L MQW - 1 .F , . - 0 9.'n Q s u-A7 I 'l s . 5 J- a', ' Q 1 1. 4 I WJ VOX FLUMINIS 49 MICE IN FAIRYLAND H, WHAT shall we do? Mother will be so worried, whined Snook, a little white mouse. Snook and her brother, Snips, had gone to play near their home, which was a hollow stump. While chasing each other they had wandered into the darkest depths of the forest. Now they couldn't find their way home, and the silver moon was steadily creeping from behind the clouds. Night was coming. 'fLook, Snook, we could sleep under that bush! I'm sure we can find the path more easily in the morning, Snips said. All right, come on. l'm getting sleepy already, said Snook. The mice went to the bush and in a little while they were sleep- ing soundly. About midnight Snook woke up and moved to a more comfortable place. Then she screamed in terror: Snip, Snip, save me! squeaked Snook. Snip ran to help Snook who meanwhile had fallen down a rabbit hole. He tripped and found himself face to face with Snook down the rabbit hole. Recovering from their surprise they decided to explore the hole. Paw in paw Snip and Snook went down the tunnel till they came to a door. It was all gold, door handle and all. Let's knock, eh, Snook? suggested Snip. Okay-ready! commanded Snook. They lifted the knocker and after what seemed a long time, the door was opened by a beautiful fairy! Some guests, on the night of the full moon party, how lovely. Won't you step inside? said the fairy sweetly. Too astounded for words the mice went inside. They found themselves in a large, beautiful ballroom. The guests were dancing to a gay tune played by an elfin band. The fairy Queen was there. She was clad in a pink satin dress trimmed with roses. On her golden curls was a garland of roses and her shoes were painted silver. There were many guests including Cinderella, the Prince, Humpty- Dumpty, Mickey and Minnie Mouse, Donald Duck, the Three Bears, fairies and elves. The fairy introduced Snip and Snook to the Queen. She touched them with her wand changing their clothes into beauti- ful ones. They played games, sang songs and fairies danced for them. Snip and Snook were led to a table where they had delicate fairy food. Balloons were given out that had a picture of the fairy Queen on them. A gift was presented to every guest and after thanking the Queen for the lovely time Snip and Snook went back through the tunnel to the bush. The rosy dawn was creeping slowly from behind the purple-headed mountains when they arrived home. Snip and Snook related their adventure to their anxious parents and their mother, Ricky, insisted upon their going to bed for a good rest. Every night of the full moon Snip and Snook went to the Fairy Queen's for the full moon party and each time they were more enchanted and delighted. BETTY JOHNSTON, Grade V, York Hall. 50 VOX FLUMINIS POPULAR FIBS OF THE STAFF Miss Carter- I don't think l'll recommend anyone. Miss Laing- I refuse to give out stationery except before nine o'clock and at morning recess. Mrs. Munroe-'Tm not going to do any more knitting. Mrs. Dempsey- I won't interrupt you at all this time. Miss Fraser- I shall collect five cents from anyone who comes to gym class without her running shoes. Miss Sheffield- I won't give you any homework one night so that you can work on your essay. Miss Grant-'Tm going to stay up all night to mark your Litera- ture papers. Miss Edgar- But the experiment worked perfectly for me last night. Miss Gregory- All you need for test B is the few notes I have given you. Miss Fellows- It will be a very simple paper. Miss Dunlop fto cooking classy- We're going to make ice- cream in a few weeks. Miss Connacher- You'd better get your notebooks ready-I'll be taking them in one of these daysf' Mrs. Price- How would you like to go back to Miss Crawshaw's room? Miss Crawshaw- If anyone talks again, I'll take five marks off her house. A MORNING IN A GOSSIP'S LIFE UNIOR, drop that dirty piece of mud. Now come home. No, don't touch that dog. He may have some dreadful disease. Here's a nice one. What? No. of course you can't take him home. Come along now. . Well, here we are. Go upstairs and scrub your hands. That's mama's good boy. Oh dear, there's the doorbell! No, I don't want any carrots, thank you,-I don't want any- thing. These horrible vegetable peddlers. Junior, did you stand on the chesteriield? You didn't? Well, I don't believe you. Somebody did, and I bet it was you. Oh dear, there's the telephone. Hello Oh, hello, Emma. I'm fine. How are you? What? You don't mean it. Well, isnlt that just awful! And a woman of her age, too. Twenty-eight, and running off with a married man of fifty. She ought to be ashamed of herself. Why, I should say so. I wonder what his wife will do. She is so sweet and gentle. I have always loved her. What was that? You say she's dead? Oh, I didn't know. She died last year, eh? Well, I guess it's all right then, but you never can tell. Lots of women have been murdered by wild husbands. It was a heart-attack? Oh! Well, perhaps he poisoned her. It would VOX FLUMINIS 51 have the same effect. You were there when she- collapsed! Well, I wouldn't point suspicion at you. Good-bye, dearief' Well, what do you think of that. Emma White, a murderer! Dear me, I must tell Myrtle. Junior, don't you dare go near that Mrs. White again. MARY MCLEOD, Grade VIII, Garry Hall. A VERSE We have a little squirrel in our school yard He frisks all about and plays so hard, He scampers oler the branches of theleafless trees And seems to enjoy the wintry breeze. I hope he's here when it comes spring, When the trees are green and the robins sing And the air is warm and the sky is blue. I wouldn't hurt the little fellow, would you? LYLAH THOMSON, Grade IV, Garry Hall. PU ZZLING It has always been a puzzle to me Why the leaves of a book grow on a tree. And do we swim in a gasoline tank? Does a man look cross when he uses a crank? Do little bunnies turn into hairs ? Do we cut our potatoes up in pairs ? Did a door ever hatch a group of chicks? Is it the gum in your mouth that sticks? Does a bird ever pay enough for his bill ? Is a shoe sometimes worn on the Hfootl' of a hill? Does the mouth of a river ever talk? Does a clock always urunl' and never walk? But funniest of all to me, Why is a ucapi' worn on the knee? J oAN HARRIS, HELEN MCLEAN, Grade VI, York Hall. 52 VOX FLUMINIS ADJ USTIN G ONESELF TO GRADE ELEVEN N returning to school in September as a Grade XI you will think, This is my last year and I shall have a good time. The last year's graduates come back for Prayers and tell you what a good year they had in eleven and how much they would like to be back. After you have been at school about two hours, Miss Carter comes into your classroom. You are told that you are grade eleven, you must set an example to the school, you represent the school, and so on. You begin to fear that the remarks of last year's grads were only to cheer you up. At recess you may find yourself elected Head of your House. You are, of course, thrilled, but then you begin to think of your new duties. House meetings will be the least of your worries now. Tomorrow morning in Prayers you will have to walk up in front of the whole school and receive a pin from your predecessor who is more nervous than you are and pins it on the wrong side. You hap- pen to sit on the end of the bench, and as a result you must say, School, stand when Miss Carter finishes. As you were not expect- ing this, you say it very well, but the next day when you know you have to say it the results are not so good. You divide stand into two syllables, the latter of which you say in a high voice. You decide you had better practise, so that night at dinner you suddenly arise from the table and say, School, stand. The family think you are losing control of your mind and their fears are increased next day when you walk into the living-room, say Good morning, Miss Carter, sing a few bars of a hymn and commence to read from the Bible a Psalm you have chosen to read in Prayers on Friday. The first day you call the tables at lunch time you call a mistress' name and wonder from which table the girls will come. You become embarrassed when only one table is left and you cannot remember the name of the new Grade V and VI teacher. You think of it just in time, but to your surprise the girls do not move. Mrs. Munroe tells you that there are two mistresses at that table and you have called the name of the wrong one. After finally dismissing the girls you rush upstairs to chase people outside, resolving to learn the names of all the staff, so you will make no mistakes next time. In about two weeks you begin to get used to being a prefect. You no longer mind sitting with your back against an ice-cold wall, and having the bright sunshine in your face during Prayers, and you do not blush now. You decide that being a Prefect is not as bad as you had thought and you like being in Grade XI. At this point more voting takes place and you may find yourself elected Head Girl. More new duties confront you. Oh, well! in the course of time you will probably become accustomed to your new office and enjoy Grade XI after all. AGNES RICHARDSON, '37, Garry Hall. VOX FLUMINIS 53 THE OLD SCHOOL CLOCK I ONG after the scampering feet of the children had died away J the old clock in the school hallway stood, peacefully dozing, when suddenly it detected a sound. One eye opened slowly and traced the sound to a corner where a small mouse sat, with a huge piece of cheese, much larger than its own. tiny body. He watched the cheese being tugged away to the new family, dispensed with his broad grin and then settled back for another snooze. 2 a.m.-The school clock stopped his steady ticking in excite- ment. Something was happening! He knew! Something exciting was happening and perhaps he would see it. Then he heard it,-just the harmless shoving up of one of the school windows. But it wasn't harmless, not at that time of night. Then the clock's ticker quickened as he heard: T Step on it, Butch, an' shut der winder an' den foller me. l got de inside dope dat dis here school's got some valubers, justa few silver cups or somp'n, but de'll do an'-J' his voice trailed off to a murmur. The cups! the old clock thought, those cherished and prided cups which the pupils had carried off for six consecutive years. They had practised hard with their singing each year and when they had won they were always so thrilled that they could hardly wait to rush into the school to tell their playmates. 2.14 a.m.-The men were now leaving the school and nothing short of a miracle would stop them. He must save those cups! He must! 2.15 a.m.-Suddenly a long siren-like blast sounded throughout the school fchanging-period belly. The men jumped and dropped their sack of valuables on the floor with a thump. Quick, Butch, de coppers, said the one, as they dashed to the window, jumped out and ran. In the morning at nine excitement and hubbub reigned through the school. The janitor had found the silver cups in the hallway neatly tied up in a sack. A window had also been found open. All sorts of stories went around the school as to just what had happened to make the thieves drop their loot. It was really all extremely mysterious. The old school clock winked to himself, yawned and went back to sleep. After all, didn't he have a great deal of sleep to catch up? SIDNEY FLANDERS, ,39, York Hall. THE POINT OF PROSPECT A SPOT dear to the heart of every Vancouverite, and one of the points of interest to be visited by every tourist is Prospect Point. Everyone has heard of Stanley Park, that forest in miniature, which is a delight to all who know it, and whose greatness stuns those who view it for the first time. But if one is stunned by 54 VOX FLUMINIS Stanley Park, one is overwhelmed by the beauty of Prospect Point. Prospect Point is well named. Situated on the northern side of Stanley Park, it forms the division known as the narrows between Georgia Strait and Vancouver Harbor. As one stands on the top of Prospect Point, one sees to the left, beyond the reaches of the blue Pacific, those purple mountains sur- rounding the city of Victoria. Closer, and still to the left, stretch the green hills that form Mount Hollyburn and West Vancouver, and directly opposite are those two peaks aptly called The Lions, which stand guard over Canada's greatest harbor. If one is lucky one can see the salmon jumping out of the water at Capilano Canyon, as it empties into the harbor, almost opposite the Point. Capilano Canyon was named by the Indians who also named those totem poles which are preserved in Stanley Park. One's glance is next attracted by that snow-capped peak, Grouse Mountain, famous for its winter sports, which is directly across the harbor from Vancouver, and lies to the right of Prospect. Suddently one's attention is distracted by the majestic sweep of a great liner passing slowly and steadfastly through the narrows. It is the Empress of Canada, largest boat on the Pacific, homeward bound from the Orient. One's eyes follow it with pride as it enters the harbor, and one's ears are deafened by a mighty blast from its funnels as it greets its Motherland. It is sunset, and the skyline of the city, sharply etched against the glowing flame seems to settle into the night, as it stretches long arms in Salutation. PHYLLIS CHESTER, '39, Garry Hall. THE LITTLE FAIRY I saw a little fairy Who was very light and airy, She liked to dance all day In the green fields far away. She had fair curly hair, Bright pearls she loved to wear, Her dress was made of silk And her skin as white as milk. THE LITTLE BROOK Little brook, little brook You have such a merry look Rolling joyfully along Singing such a happy song. Little brook, little brook You have such a happy look As you sing sweetly all day In the green woods far away. ELEANOR SOUTH, Grade V, Garry Hall. VOX FLUMINIS 55 HISTORY HOWLERS The United Empire Loyalists were people who wanted to be loyal to the King of Britain and wanting to be loyal to the King made the govt. of U.S.A. quite mad. In Frontenac's place, there were two very incomplete gover- nors sent. I Upper Canada would have Christian religion, Lower Canada the Roman Catholic. The Seven Years War.-It lasted seven years. Four of his Knights overheard him and murdered Thomas on the steps of the Pope. The King after what he did had to kneel on the steps of the Pope for so many hours a day, etc. This was a very wicked thing. Today we owe to him QCaptain Vancouverj that Vancouver Island is really an Island. AN APRIL MORN One rosy dawn in April, I sat among the trees, I watched the rows of flowers A-waving in the breeze. I sat among the flowers, I sat upon the grass, I watched the bees and butterflies, I watched the travellers pass. I sat till the end of the morning And watched these beautiful things, The flowers, the birds and the butterflies, That the good Mother Nature brings. Then my mother called me, And I had to leave everything there, But I'll never forget that morning When the garden was all in my care. NANCY WALLICK, Grade V, Douglas Hall. CAN YOU IMAGINE . . . MISS CARTER-figure skating champion of North America. MISS SHEFFIELD-in Grand Opera. : ,I MISS GRANT-editor of Esquire, MISS EDGAR-matron of a children's home. MISS GREGORY-the first woman to swim the English Channel under water. MISS FELLowS-demonstrating hair curlers in Woolworth's. VOX FLUMINIS Miss DUNLoP-thrown into confusion. Miss CONNACHER-With a voice like Cordelia's. MRS. PRICE-air hostess for Never-Crash airlines. Miss CRAWSHAW-getting mixed up in her multiplaction tables. MRS. CAMPBELL-forgetting to commence the school with R Father, we thank Thee. Miss FRASER-With a complete set of chinaware collected. MRS. DEMPSEY-a blues singer on the Wrigley programme MRS. MUNROE-running a fish and chip joint. Miss LAING-selling peanuts at the circus. THE DUEL fWith apologies to Eugene Fieldj The tall thin girls, the blond and the fat Side by side in Grade X sat, 'Twas half-past twelve and fwhat do you think!! No one had spilled a drop of ink! The wastepaper basket and the wide world map Appeared to know by some mishap There was going to be a terrible spat. fl wasn't there, I simply recap What was told me by the wide world map.j The tall thin girls said, Quick! tell us how. The plump blond ones answered, No, not now. The air was littered an hour or so With bits of scribblers tossed to and fro, While the wastepaper basket, out of its place Held up its hands before its face, For it always dreaded a Grade X row. QN ow mind, lim only telling you What the wastepaper basket declares is true.J The wide world map looked very blue And wailed, Oh dear! What shall I do! But the tall thin girls, the fair and the fat Jumped over the seats this way and that, Breaking every rule and law In the awfullest way you ever saw- And, oh! how the rulers and long legs flew! fJust fancy, I was taking a nap- I got my news from the wide world mapj vox FLUMINIS 57 After lunch where the class had sat They found no trace of the morning's spat And some folks think unto this day That the maids had swept it all away! But the truth about the rubbish and all Is this: Miss Carter was coming down the hall! Now what do you really think of that? fThe wastepaper basket told me so And that is how I came to know.J JUDY BENNETT, '38, Garry Hall. MR. ROBIN Oh! Mr. Robin, are you sure That all the snow is gone? Are you sure that skies are clearing After the winter long? Are you sure of gophers peering Out of their winter's throng? Are you sure that violets bloom And the trees are in bud so soon? Are you sure that spring is here? You know you fooled us all last year. JOANNE RITTER, '39, York Hall. ORIGINALITY An original article is what I've been asked for, so here goes. I want to remind you at the beginning that you brought this on yourselves, by asking me to write for the magazine. I was never gifted with originality in any form, so if you've read any of this before you'll understand. Mother has always tried to make us original, even if only by an odd bow on a dress or a new way of doing our hair. But I've never had enough nerve to wear odd shoes, a white hat in January, or pyjamas to school. Even in cooking I've tried my hardest, but was not very successful when trying to make a cake without flour. I wish I could be as original as a friend of my dad's, who eats straw- berry jam with fish. Originality, however, is a marvellous thing. Every day someone is apt to achieve fame and fortune by it. It may be only a new name for a restaurant, a new play, a new dress, a new song, or a new jingle. In the old days people used to laugh at the village idiot. Nowadays, he gets a radio program and hires an office force to handle his fan mail. , Even when I die I will still be remembered as lacking in originality. For I want my epitaph to be like Robert Louis Steven- son's, Here lies one who meant well, tried a little, failed much. This can be suitably applied to the above article. MARJORIE C. MCKINNELL, '38, Garry Hall. VOX FLUMINIS VOX FLUMINIS 60 VOX FLUMINIS THE RACE TICKET IM AINSLEY trudged along the dirty road toward the old red brick bank. His thirty-five years were hidden behind a series of deep wrinkles which spelled worry on his tired face. .Jim was tall and broad, but his back, crooked and weak, was bent beneath his heavy burden. His ragged, dirty clothing sagged upon his twisted frame, as he stumbled along. Suddenly he turned as a small boy ran up to him. Letter for ya, Mr. Ainsleyf, Thanks, sonnyf' Jim took the letter and as the child ran off, ripped it open. All the way from New Yawk, right out to this little dump. The only guy that could of sent this wuz my old pal, Ken Bradford. Jim took the letter from the envelope, looked at the large hand- writing, then with a dry laugh flung it into the gutter before his feet. A large heel came heavily down on the piece of paper as Jim ground it to the earth. Two hunnerd bucks, he muttered, Where'd I get that much dough to set up a business? Fifteen dollars a month, that's my wages. Hardly enough to keep a chicken alive. Jim reached the bank and quickly handed his fifteen-dollar cheque to the teller. Hmm-New here, ain't ya? Jim inquired gruffly. The young teller smiled, Yep He looked at the cheque, Want it all in notes? Jim laughed harshly, Yeah, hunnerd dollar bills. Suddenly his eyes widened. Before him lay a pile of notes, but as he saw them he realized what had happened. Saying nothing, he quickly snatched up the money and shuffled out of the building. Looking behind to see if he had been found out, he darted into Dan's Saloon. Sitting down at a small table he care- fully counted the money. Yes, just as he had guessed, one thousand, five hundred instead of the usual fifteen dollars. His meditating suddenly stopped short as the saloon door was wrenched open. Hatless, coatless, panting hard, was the bank teller. His eyes, darting about the room, lighted on Jim and he ran over. Sir, I made a mistake about the money I gave you-- '4Yeah, I know, and yer not gittin' it back neither. Ya shouldn't be so careless- But, mister, I'll lose my job, sure as fate, and I've got a wife and family to keep. Please! You have to do something for a guy sometime in your life! Jim looked into the other's wild eyes, saw them literally bulging with fear. He seemed to soften, then: Aw, take yer ol' money. I don't want any of it. To himself, I guess honesty is the best policy. Jim saw his chances of setting up business with Ken Bradford flitting away. Half-crazed he grabbed the scrap of paper on which he had put his bet for the race. VOX FLUMINIS 61 Honesty, he wrote, honesty Scrawling on the paper he did not realize what he was doing. On the other side of the piece was the word Sildoure, the horse on which he had bet in the race. The bar tender came over, picked up the piece of paper, took .Jim's betting money and disappeared. All this time the race had been going on. In the corner of the small room was a radio. Over this came a man's voice, telling of the winners. Jim listened with no interest, did not hear his horse's name mentioned, then sank once more to his meditating. Suddenly he heard the sound of many running feet, the door burst open, and a crowd of men thronged into the room. They gathered round Jim, shaking his hand, clapping him on the back, yelling in his ear. Before him stood an old friend, Aldy Brooks. Well, J im, he ejaculated, ya don't seem very pleased at win- nin7,77 But I heard the records and my horse's name wasnlt men- tionedf' Aw ya must be goin' deaf! Of course Honesty won and you've won fifteen grand!! ANNA MAY COGHILL, '39, Garry Hall. A LOVER'S LETTER The Birches, Reidstone, Man., February 28, 1937. My dearest Cynthia: My darling, I can never stop telling you how much I worship you. The very ground upon which you walk is eternally blessed. I would swim the Arctic, for one moment with you. The Fire of London could not restrain the longing I have in my heart to be with you forever. Mountains, fierce beasts, jungles, floods, the very worst obstacles, can give me no fear, if I know you are going to be my reward. Good-bye my sweetest for the present. All the love in the world, ARTHUR. P.S.-Intended to visit you tonight, but it is snowing furiously. I will be over as soon as the weather clears. Au revoir, my dearest.- Arthur. MARY MCLEOD, Grade VIII, Garry Hall. 62 VOX FLUMINIS THE GLORY OF GOD 'WIVHE HEAVENS declare the glory of God, the teacher read slowly. Ken Martin leaned back in his desk and yawned. Scripture lessons were so boring and it would be so much more enjoyable to be out playing marbles than to be listening to Miss Winter's talk about a mysterious and mighty person, who, even if he did exist and could work miracles, would pay no attention to a poor, insignificant boy such as Ken. Ken's thoughts strayed to his home life, thinking of his dad, who had been killed three years ago, and of his dear mother, struggling so bravely to make ends meet. Ken had begged her to allow him to stop school and go to work but she would not hear of it. No, Kenny, she had said, again and again, you must finish your education first. Then you may go to work. Besides, you are too young yet, son. At last she had consented to his selling papers after school hours and Ken vowed he would get a job in the summer. Ken came out of his reverie with a start as the bell rang and Miss Winters dismissed the class. I liked our Scripture lesson today. Didn't you? asked his chum, Bob Allan, as he and Ken went out together. Aw, nuts! remarked Ken in a tone that conveyed clearly his opinion of God and religion in general. Well, I must hurry. So long, Bob. He hurried to the corner on which he usually sold his papers and began his cry of Five o'clock final-Press-Tribune. Suddenly a cry and a screech of brakes from the next corner attracted his attention. Following the crowd, he arrived in time to see two internes lifting a woman on a stretcher into an emergency ambulance. Suddenly fear clutched at his heart as he recognized the woman. ' O Mother! he cried running to the ambulance, Mother! Oh! is she dead? he asked the nearest interne. - No, hop in lad, directed the interne curtly. There's no time to losef' The ambulance careened madly around curves, sirens screeched and in less than five minutes Mrs. Martin had been taken into an operating room for examination. After what seemed hours of waiting Ken saw an interne come out of the room. He came over to- where Ken was standing. Will she get better? Ken whispered, almost afraid to ask. An operation is necessary and must be done at once if your mother is to live. I must tell you the truth, lad. Your mother is very close to death. Only a miracle can save her. Thank you, Ken managed to say. He felt as if his heart had suddenly jumped up into his throat and was lodged there, beating as if to choke him. Blindly he stumbled to a chair and sank down, pillowing his head on his arms. Where could he go? To whom could he turn for help? Suddenly he found himself remembering a phrase he had heard in Scripture VOX FLUMINIS 63 class,- God is good . . . in Him we live and move and have our bein . gln Him we live,--In Him we live, repeated Ken, slowly realizing there was a God. He had never thought of praying-in- deed, he did not even know how to go about it. But he did his best, in a sincere, earnest plea to Him who is the Friend of all. Soon, worn out from fear and loneliness, Ken fell asleep. Several hours later he was wakened by the interne, who in- formed him, You may see your mother for a few minutes now. Will she live? asked Ken, as the interne led him to a neat white room. Yes, she will. It was a miracle, lad. Nothing but the glory of God has saved her, for we doctors are but tools in the hand of the Great Doctor. The glory of God, Ken repeated, as he saw his mother smiling up at him, The glory of God. SHIRLEY MCLEAN, '39, , Douglas Hall. OUR TWO BIRDS At home we have two birds. Their names are Nicholas and Valentine, but we just call them Nicky and Val, I am going to tell you about them, and how they got their names. Nicky got his name, Nicholas, because we got him on Christ- mas Eve. Val got his name, Valentine, because we got him on St. Valen- tine's Day. They are very tame little birdies, and very playful. When we go past their cages they make a funny little noise, which means that they want us to play with them. Val likes to peck 'our lips and face, and Nicky likes us to put our fingers between the bars of the cage, so he can peck them. They are very good singers. They like lettuce, hard boiled eggs and apples to eat. Their plumage is a lovely green and yellow. DOREEN GIBSON, Grade V, Douglas Hall. AROUND THE DIAL THERE is nothing quite so educational as listening to the radio some clear cold night, when every fraction of a turn of the dial gives you a different station. You probably start out with CKY, it being your local station, and it just seems the thing to do. After about two minutes, however, you realize that someone is droning on in a slightly wheezy voice that Winnipeg wheat is up one and one-half cents, that Minneapolis barley remains the same, that Calgary spinach has dropped three points, and a great many equally uninteresting things. You just sit and bear it for a few minutes, and then when the voice gives every indication of going on indefinitely, 64 VOX FLUMINIS you unfold yourself, climb out of your chair, and turn very quickly to CJRC, managing nevertheless, to hear all sorts of spurts and snorts and other kinds of noise, as the dial speeds past various other stations. CJ RC starts out very well, but soon there is a terrific racket, and somebody's Barn Dance comes on, so- you turn quickly away and arrive at KFYR in time to hear a very affected voice tell you that all the movie stars use Lux sixteen times a day, and you simply must try it if you want to be beautiful. This surprises you, because last night you heard that they all used Camay, but you listen undaunted until Lulu somebody comes on, to sing CD a very hot number in a deep-throated yell. Again you turn the dial, deciding that it will be better to sit right down there on the floor than to wear yourself out going back and forth from your chair like this. You touch WLW just in time to hear a very elderly voice begin to discuss the fallacies of the economic system. It is evident that he is reading his talk-in fact it sounds as though he is reading it for the first time, so, sympathizing with his wife and great-grand- children who probably feel it their duty to listen to him, you turn valiantly on, pausing to hear a very cheerful voice announce posi- tively that half the deaths in the past year occurred because those people did not use dated coffee. You wonder idly if your coffee is dated, and deciding it is not, try one more station. Ah, at last! The room is filled with a beautiful baritone voice, which you are sure belongs to Nelson Eddy, and you return, beaming, to your chair to enjoy the radio. a LYDIA KLEIN, '37, York Hall. EXPERIENCES OF A LIBRARY BOOK I was in the corner under the heading of C, I had been written two years ago by Agatha Christie. I remember one time in my experience of being lent to the public, which interested me greatly. The evening was dark and windy, the lightning Hashed in the black skies, as Betty sat curled up near the big lamp in the den. The french windows opened slowly as the half-masked unshaven face of Jake Mac, the hunted criminal, entered the room, pistol drawn. Betty jumped, and as I fell with a bang to the floor I could see the terror in Betty's eyes as he demanded her valuables and money. Betty's father entered at this moment. Jake turned around with a start as he entered, but defended himself with his gun and backed towards the window, where I lay unnoticed. I raised my cover without being seen and, as Mac walked towards the window, he tripped and fell backwards. Immediately Betty's father jumped on him. Of course he was caught and the reward was paid. I was the hero of the day, and treated very royally from then on. BARBARA SOUTH, Grade VIII, Douglas Hall. VOX FLUMINIS MY SISTER I have a little sister With two great big blue eyes, And sometimes she laughs, And sometimes she cries, She has a tiny, stubby nose, My little sister with twinkling toes. My dear little sister With the wee puggy nose, Has two little fingers And ten little toes, She has a little dress, And she often wears a rose, My little sister with twinkling toes. ANN FORLONG, Grade VI, Garry Hall A FINAL HGCKEY GAME The hockey game was going strong, The penalties were few, Our favorite team was winning, As Monarchs always do. The whistle blew, the play was stopped, A penalty was given! By a forward of the other team A long hard shot was driven. He missed the net! the shot was wide! It was so close we almost died. The final period had begun, The teams were skating fast, Gur starry centre broke away, He shot--He scored at last! The score was tied, the scene was tense, The crowd was hard to hold, Just a minute more to go And the winner would be told. The Monarchs scored! the game had ended- The Championship had been defended! MARGARET GRAHAM, '38, York Hall. VERNA MACLACHLAN, '38, I Douglas Hall. 66 VOX FLUMINIS Orig :N3L AAC Lo c' ECTTY jo bwrvsorv. GG'aJC'l U 5 v SWOW UP-ON Hue. Wnvcjow ml, Syow ufokfhg 'hfgq JVVV VVIJ JQM JJFMOH Snow Hn ai faLLa onlwsk afvcH1eJ?e Swan HMT Fallsou me. OT?lgNjN6L NXQ L0 -Toaw Havvms, GnaJe.'!fL' gggunlrssalmuumgl lllll L '-- I-EL -ne Clay befo KC q'Ivv?vl7Q- Luve, A - LoN8, I WaLlqgcI,,y1I,Q vv s STM ' Wi fg J fm E1 VV-U1 .0 an . Q s+m.1Sav0NaLn...Sf.,..,4 KH.fHJ-WnVff'1lfJi.iiiI S a mf To -rhe b'.qc's,Wre Tv Ne, WQSGJQ- Ixnakbveibvff Ma-Jejk Wonk- OfflOlN6L Mclocly. 0 Lois 'Towwelly 5rraJeI'L V Wu ?.LJr-'U - 1 have ations whostNmnevQox.He'5venyl.azy+lnHesf4IwQ VOX FLUMINIS 67 ATTENTION ! Our dog is a Scotty, his name is Bruce. On December 25, 1935, the national anthem was being played. During the anthem the dog came in, and seeing the rest of us standing, Bruce stood on his hind legs 'for the anthem. He has done so ever since then. . EGGS ON THE FARM One summer a little girl was staying at her Grandpfais farm. One day the little girl went to the barn with her Grandpa to get some valuable eggs. For some eggs the Grandpa had to get under the barn. The little girl picked up some eggs her Grandpa put aside. When he came out he said, Drop those eggs at oncell' The little girl did as she was bidden. JANE SUTHERLAND, Grade IV, Douglas Hall. THE JOYS OF STUDYING IN THE LIBRARY HEN the bell rings for our beloved and practically only spare of the week, we gather up a few of the books from which we neglected to do our homework the night before, rush to the library, and settle down grimly determined to complete the assignments in three or four subjects during the next forty minutes. We areajust beginning to see light in an involved geometry problem when we are interrupted by arithmetic problems from the Grade I 81 II room on the other side of the wall. Miss Crawshaw: How many are there in a dozen. Class: Four .... six .... eight. Miss Crawshaw: Girls, you're guessing! Bright pupil: Twelve Miss Crawshaw: Mary, take your fingers out of your mouth. Now then, how many are there in two dozen? Sheila: Twelve Miss Crawshaw: I said two dozen. Sheila Cnot quite so confidentlyjz Twelve Miss Crawshaw: Oh, Sheila! if you had one dozen and I gave you another dozen, how many more would I be giving you? Sheila fhopefullylz Twenty-four. Miss Crawshaw fdisgustedj: Oh, twelve. Marjorie Lynn, I wasn't asking you. fWearilyJ: Now, how many are twelve and twelve? , . . . . Twenty-fourf' Miss Crawshaw: Ah-sit down, Phyllis .... Sheila, if you talk again I'll take a mark off. Meanwhile we are sitting with grit teeth and clenched fists, trying by a sort of mental telepathy to put the correct answers into the minds of the poor children. But, as a matter of fact, by this time it is extremely doubtful whether the answer we have in mind is correct. Nevertheless, in time the confusion subsides, and we 68 VOX FLUMINIS are nearly restored to normal, when there is a warning chord from above, and Mrs. Campbell plays, Father, We Thank Thee, for the two-thousandth time, while the kindergarten sings it in very weak voices and various keys. We have heard this little ritual weekly for the past eight months, but still cannot resist the temptation to join in, and sing bravely through to the bitter end. At this point we feel that we have just got ourselves tuned up, so that, although we don't know their next song, we sing it anyway. It is just about this time that we run out of ink fthere never is any in the libraryj and, breathing a prayer that the Grade XII room across the hall will contain no girls but numerous ink-wells, we tip- toe there, only to be doomed to disappointment, for, though the room is devoid of pupils, it is also devoid of ink. Heaving a sigh, we prepare for the journey to the new building, where we invade the practice rooms in which our more sensible fellow-students are feverishly catching up on their homework. Having prevailed upon one of them to lend us a drop of ink, we return to the library, arriving just in time to hear the bell peal out. Thus is ended our study period, in which we have accomplished-exactly nothing. LYDIA KLEIN, '37, York Hall. COUNCIL, 1937 Back Row-Maurice Stuart, Beth Rice-Jones, Margaret Graban, Louie Leistikow, F L t Pat Murra . erne oun, y Second Row-Norma Kenny, Betty Newcombe, Agnes Richardson, Lydia Klein, C t nce Gu . ons a y Bottom Row-Mary Harris, Iris Norman, Shirley Pinfold, Caroline Harris, Betty Jo McCarten. p VOX FLUMINIS THE SKIER It happened in the mountains bold, The Alps, the weather bitter cold. Every skier held his breath With the fear of dreadful death. Tony bravely glanced around, . And dug his ski-poles in the ground. Others jumped, he heard his name, A. bell rang out and his turn came. He shut his eyes and gasped aloud. Down! Down! Was that a cloud? No, 'twas just a mound of snow, Faster, faster, did he go! 'Round a precipice, o'er a bump, Nearer to the dang'rous jump, A turn, a swerve, a lilt, a dip, Careful! Ah, he did not slip! The jump he, in the distance, saw, Spectators nearly gasped with awe. Closer! Now, he must be brave, The jump, an everlasting cave Before him lay. It seemed to smile With irony. He flew o'er mile. He felt a sudden, choking pain, As greater speed he seemed to gain. Up and o'erg a quick descent, Through the air with body bent, Down and down through endless miles! He saw spectators' hopeful smiles. They strained their eyes so they could see As he flew by so rapidly. T A tree loomed up pure white with snow, Like lightning past it, did he go! Nearer, nearer, to the ground, But for breath there was no sound. He thought he felt snow 'neath his feet, Yes, his skis with it did meet. Slower, slower, slow he went, With his body forward bent, Straight, erect, he rose and stood. Could he still breathe? Ah, yes he could 70 VOX FLUMINIS He stopped and tottered, then he fell, He heard a laugh, a cheer, a yell Through a haze. He had jumped last. He knew that men were rushing past. He rose, heard faintly someone call, Tony, get your prize at the hall. Through clouds there seemed to burst the sun, He was victorious! He had won! MARY MCLEOD, Grade VIII, Garry Hall. KALEIDOSCOPE IT WAS one of those summer days that remind one of the picture on a calendar, when everything is bright and hard and gay and even nature's art seems over-emphasized, when the scene is so essentially familiar that it seems exaggerated, somewhat like a dream, and you smile and say appropriate things, speaking like a marionette in a childrenfs play. Thus it was on the day of Lady Brown-Simmon's garden party. The lawn was a perfect emerald green and the ancient oaks spread an exactly sufficient lace-work of shade on the smooth, flawless surface. The surging mass of pleasant people with their charming clothes and suitable conversa- tion, looked, and spoke, and acted, as they always had and always would as long as English aristocracy existed. But the mass is always uninteresting. Let us single out some groups and eavesdrop on their gay chatter to catch some of their infectious fun ourselves. Here is a typical group. There are two young girls, so sweet and appealing in their pastel frocks, accom- panied, of course, by a man, straight, tall, and handsome. Listen, he is speaking now, with perhaps a shade of apology, regret in his voice:- Mary, my dear, this is Cynthia Rockwell, my fiancee. Mary answers quickly, So glad to meet any friend of Leon- ard's! the bland smile on her lips belying the sorrow in her eyes. Then between the three is detectable a slightly strained atmos- phere, a tiny silence which is ended by Cynthia's cool voice saying: And quite an old friend of his too! We first met, didn't we, Len darling, when you were just a junior partner in Father's firm, and laughingly adding, You've gone far, young man, senior partner now. She turns to go, and Leonard quickly grasps Mary's hand, saying, It's been fun, Mary-this summer. And Mary answers, Yes, lots of-fun, in an unnatural hollow voice, but still with the blithe fixed smile. Leonard hesitates, gazes at her tenderly, then steeling his glance walks off to Cynthia with forced gaiety and a murmured, So sorry to keep you waiting. Mary begins to chatter feverishly to the baldheaded gentleman next to her. j VOX FLUMINIS 71 Oh yes, a divine day, such a delightful party, her mouth is saying, and that is strange for her brain beats out relentlessly, It's been fun, fun, been fun-O God! As that little group has scattered again into the laughing throng, let us direct our attention to that lone prosperous gentleman over there. Should we follow him? He is making for the shaded summer- house, smiling and nodding now and then to acquaintances. But his pace quickens now, and with a slightly tremulous and-why, how strange-even furtive glance behind, he slips into the arbour. My God, George, he is saying, his face quite ashen, this can't go on. I tell you this is the last cent I'll ever--how much? I think 510 would help me forget, for the present, that it is my duty to inform the police that the highly respected C. L. Bancrief has embezzled-- Shut up, you fool, is hissed out in a maddened whisper. Now, here's the cash, the very last mind you-you know the punishment for blackmail-- And for embezzlers! Good-bye, Bancrief, significantly, I'll be seeing you- Bancrief, his eyes feverish, his brow wet with perspiration, walks out with the terrified look of a trapped animal. Quickly he joins two other men who slap him heartily on the shoulder: How are you, Chuck old man? Business as good as ever I suppose, you lucky dogll' Lucky, lucky-O God! Our choice of conversations has not been fortunate-let us try again. Surely that venerable old man over there, a well-known and important clergyman, must be enjoying his talk with the bright-eyed earnest youth at his side. This thing's got me, got me deep down here, Canon Heaton, the boy is saying excitedly. You know how it is, to feel you can spread goodness, holiness, helpfulness to ignorant people, to carry on the work Christ Himself started when He was on earth. Oh, it's wonderful. What does it matter if you never earn a cent, work like a slave without much earthly glory-? You see what I mean, don't you, sir? Yes, and the best luck in your new missionary work, my boy! Heaton grasps his friend's hand sincerely. The youth leaves as an- other man approaches the Canon Just the way I used to be when I first started, Canon Heaton remarks thoughtfully, my very thoughts, ideals. Well, I should jolly well think you'd accomplished your ideals, Canon Heaton, the man remarks in a sincere effort to be compli- mentary. A prosperous living you've got there, a good church, plenty of activities, teas, ladies' auxiliaries-and you're right in line for becoming a bishop. Oh, you've climbed right to the top of the clerical ladder all right. 72 VOX FLUMINIS After another friendly smile and congratulations the Canon is left alone, alone with the thought, the sickening thought- a pros- perous living-accomplished his ideals-his precious earnest youth- ful ideals and this their result, ladies' auxiliaries, teas-accom- plished his ideals-O God! And still the crowd moved on, and still they laughed, and still they smiled, and still they said appropriate things. Petty, but never- theless poignant sufferings could be going on in their midst, great tragedies could occur, but still with tears in their hearts and smiles on their lips, they would look and speak and act, as they always had, and always would as long as English aristocracy existed. PEGGY CAMPBELL, '37, Douglas Hall. Wlumnae Wews NCE more the Riverbend Alumnae greet you, Girls of Riverbend School, and herein try to give you a summary of what some graduates are doing. ' Muriel Beth Gourley graduates from Science and is going to spend the summer abroad. Roberta Lee is accompanying Muriel Beth, after completing her course in Home Economics. Sheilagh Cooney is engaged to marry Bill Sinclair. Helen Jane Nicols is in training at Johns Hopkins. Elspeth Wilson graduates from Margaret Eaton. Mary Jane Austin graduates from Home Economics. Betty Neal also graduates from Home Economics. Isobel Hutchinson is studying at the University of Toronto. Carla Lehmann has returned from England for a holiday. Mary Elizabeth Maclntyre has spent the past year in France. Mrs. William Humble flVlary Bully is living in Yorkshire, England. Catherine Walton is now residing in Montreal. Kay Hall has changed from Arts to Home Economics. Shirley Muddiman is taking up Physical Education in Grand Forks. Betty Moxon is in Arts at the University of British Columbia. June Edmison is in Science at Manitoba but Home Economics is beckoning her. Dossie MacLean is also thinking of changing from Arts to Home Economics. Edna Pinfold hopes to graduate from Science some day. Eleanor Maclnnis is at Angus Business College. Ruth Wood is in Home Economics. Molly Moscarella is in Arts. VOX FLUMINIS 73 Dora Marchant is also in Arts. Gwen Ramsay is in Arts at Manitoba. Frances Teakles is in Home Economics. Dorothy Fo-rsyth hopes to go to Margaret Eaton. Willa Harvey is at Normal. Dorothy McLaren is in training at Moose Jaw. Box 144, University Station, Grand Forks, N. D., February 26, 1937. Dear Girls: Lydia has suggested that I write a letter to you all. Now what shall I write about? I expect you will want to know all about university life here in the United States. Well, girls, I shall certainly try to conform to your desire. But first may I state my thoughts as I write. I am thinking of you all, of course, but in a very odd manner. Y ou are having milk and biscuits during morning recess. Yes, I even see a few of you slipping down the hall with crumby cookies in your hands. I do wish I were back at school to join you all. I live in the Davis Hall dormitory with about one hundred of the jolliest American girls there ever were. We start our lessons at eight o'clo-ck in the morning, and work steadily until five-that is, during the week days. But when the week-ends come along we stack away all books and settle our minds to having a really good time. And a good time we do have! The main attraction during these last two weeks has been the basketball games. Girls, you have never seen a basketball game until you have witnessed one, at least, of these exciting Fargo-Grand Forks competitions. They remind me so much of our Rupertsland-Riverbend games that I have to chuckle. You see, Grand Forks and Fargo are the rival colleges in this state, and, my goodness, they are true rivals, too. Why, the score this evening was something like fifty to forty-six baskets. Last semester for term, as you would call ith the football games took up all our attention. To hear the cheers ring out over the stadium every time a touch-down was made or nearly made, almost deafened me at iirst. Now, girls, I will stop talking about sports, for I do not expect you are as interested in them as I, for I am taking Physical Education as my major subject. But what can I say? I know you will not want to hear about the wrong answers I am continually giving in my Physics classes. I should like to tell you about the school dances, plays, and parties, but I am taking up too much space. I think I had better bid you all goodbye now, but I shall be in to see you again at my earliest opportunity, you may be sure. Yours sincerely, SHIRLEY MUDDIMAN. 74 VOX FLUMINIS Paris, France, Dear Girls: March 11, 1937. I am delighted to hear that two- of our Riverbenders are coming over to be among the representatives of the Empire Youth at the Coronation. As a member of a somewhat similar group last summer, I enjoyed every minute of our two months spent in England. It was almost with regret that I left for France late in September, and then there was that slight feeling 'of trepidation about the lan- guage difiiculty. Reading Daudet's Lettres de Mon Moulin in school does not always help to obtain a bit of nourriture in a restaurant, or a change of sheets in a pension. Life in a French school at Versailles revealed to us the vast amount of work demanded from the French students for their Baccalaureat four Matricj. The ordeal of their public oral examina- tions with an audience of up to five hundred people, would be an impossibility for the average Canadian schoolgirl. Life there was by no means dull. Each day was marked by some amusing incident and by long strolls in the beautifulpark of the Chateau and the Trianons. The daily delivery of our breakfast rolls never ceased to amuse us. The poor baker's boy would dodge in and out among us as he crossed the tiny courtyard, while we were doing our so-called gymnastics. He would deposit the rolls in the kitchen and then recross the yard with the bread basket reversed on his head. This did not seem to diminish our appetites for the typ-ical French break- fast of a petit pain and cafe au lait or tea, served at school in a large sized soup bowl without handles fthe solution to this is to dunk the roll until the bowl is empty enough to drink out of, with- out wetting the nosej. One cannot write a letter from France without commenting on the loaves of bread, their shape, their length and their quality. In fact, it is almost traditional to remark on it, and far be it from me to break any traditions. Coming from a country where the bread is advertised as being untouched by the human hand, it is quite a shock to go into a store to buy bread, and see the salesgirl choose a loaf a yard or two long from an open shelf, dust it off with a feather duster, and hand it to you without paper. Lacking the large black market bag full of vegetables to hold the bread, you must needs tuck it under your arm. When the children are sent for the bread, they invariably start eating the end before they get it home. This bread despite all the disrespectful stories told about it, is far superior to ours. The call of the winter sports led three homesick Canadians to Austria for the Christmas holidays, giving them a welcome taste of home weather-sunshine and snow. In looking back on our Christ- mas Eve spent in a third-class French railway carriage, we can appreciate the humour of the situation. At the time, however, trying to find a place to sleep-even stretched out on newspapers on the floor-we were all a bit snarly. After traversing a corner of Switzer- land, seeing the minute pastures and charming little pink, green and mauve houses, and catching a glimpse of Germany on the far VOX FLUMINIS 75 side of the Rhine, we reached the Austrian frontier and the inspiring mountains of the Tyrol. Gatiir, our stopping place, is a typical mountain village snuggled in a valley surrounded by forest-covered slopes and rocky peaks, and built around the simple wooden church with a tall square tower. The peasants who live in the few houses which make up the village have guarded the quaint custom of greet- ing all passers-by, even strangers. Life in a town where every one has foregathered for amusement is naturally very gay-skiing all day and dancing in the evening. Occasionally one is fortunate enough to have the opportunity to ski by moonlight. The Christmas holidays unfortunately came to an end as do all good things, and we had to come back to the rainy and grey Paris we love. A typical day in Paris includes a lesson or a lecture or two, depend- ing on your work, and usually a bit of study. From time to time a bit of formal sight-seeing must be done, going to one of the innumer- able museums or picture galleries, a church, a park, a walk in the picturesque Montmartre or the old city. There is no end to the excursions to be made on Sundays to the historic spots in the vicinity of Paris. One never has enough time to go to all the lectures, plays, concerts or the Opera, whose face has just been lifted for the Exposition which is scheduled to open May first. The weird and wonderful buildings for it are grouped along both banks of the Seine. One cold grey morning three of us were taken to explore the heights of Notre Dame. The Mademoiselle who was with us pro- duced a large rusty key and, opening tiny squeaky doors she led us up narrow worn and cobwebbed stone steps. We wandered around among the highest and ugliest of the gargoyles, fascinated by their grotesqueness. We peered out from behind a row of remarkably big stone kings to view the other historic buildings of the Ile de la Cite and St. Louis. We walked along the private passages of the monks of the middle ages and examined the entanglement of wooden beams which support the two front towers. Pigeons are the only inhabitants of this ancient forest. A narrow flight of stairs led us up to one of the windows, and much to our surprise Mademoiselle opened a door going onto the roof. Some of the passages were so narrow that we had to turn sideways. It was such a one as this that led us across in front of one of the stained glass windows. ln front of us was the nave, and behind the colorful glass. What a rude shock to leave the beauty and tranquility of this example of mediaeval art, to find ourselves in the hustle and bustle of the noon- time Parisian traffic. And now having just joined a group of French students who will tour Italy at Easter, I have visions of the Isle of Capri, of the ruins of Pompeii, of Caesar's Rome and the gondolas in Venice. The same old problem presents itself--How do you ask for a bath in Italian? I send my best wishes to all of you, and I hope the Vox Fluminis will be a great success. MARY-ELIZABETH MCINTYRE. 76 VOX FLUMINIS Annesley Hall, Queen's Park, Toronto, March 30, 1937. Dear Girls: The first year away from Riverbend since Grade VI! It still seems very queer not to be donning a tunic and blouse in which you can do everything from a handstand to algebraical problems Chead- standsj. On the other hand it seems very surprising that, having become an Alum. who has lost, at any rate, direct contact with the school, and temporarily moved to another city, I should have found so many connections here in Toronto. Out of the thirty-six girls in first year Household Economics, three of us have been at Riverbend! Many of the Alums., if not some of those in the school, will remem- ber the O'Gradys. Marion is in first year-we sit together in Zoology, and tease the same poor specimen of a frog. More of you will remem- ber Ruth Perley, who was in Grade X with us three years ago. She is also a Household Economist. But that is not all. Miss White is teaching at a private school only a few blocks away from the resi- dence, and every once in a while I see her bringing up the rear of a crocodile. From her comes news of Miss Wilson and Miss Erith. And that coupled with gossip and newspaper clippings from home, serves to build up a strong link with past and present. Apart from who is in Toronto, perhaps you'd like to know a little of the city and the U itself. First allow me to dispense with my one grudge. Toronto doesn't know how to have a Winter. While you Westerners fas Torontonians are pleased to call youb were ploughing through three feet of snow I was cutting corners over dead grass, wandering over the campus without a hat, and had it not been for Riverbend etiquette I'm afraid my coat would have been flying open as well. The campus is about a ten-minute walk from the centre of the downtown area Cie., Eaton's main storel, and is situated on the property adjoining the Gntario Legislative Buildings in Queen's Park. The fifty or so buildings that comprise the U of T are spread over a square equal to about twenty-four city blocks. According to the powers that be, a ten-minute walk is sufficient to take you from one corner of the campus to another. But a ten-minute break be- tween lectures proves a very short time to grab a coat, hike across Queen's Park, search for a seat in a lecture theatre, and be ready to take notes at eleven minutes past the hour. Most of you will have heard the praises sung of Hart House, a recreation building for men-which women may visit land never useb only on Sundays, with its swimming pool, four gymnasiums, squash courts, rifle range, and hobby rooms. Unfortunately there is not, as yet, a similar house for women. However there have been many rumours, and like the swimming pool for Riverbend, we'll be sure it's there for our grandchildren. Doings on the Old Ontario Strand would not be complete without a hint of the Victoria College Centenary celebrations. The VOX FLUMINIS 77 outstanding event for the i'studs was the convocation to confer a D.D. QDoctor of Defense?J on Lord Tweedsmuir. We clapped, and sang, and threw streamers to our hearts' content, at the same time making sure that everyone heard the college song which ends thus: And don't forget the Theologians, For they're the finest in the land, For with a little leaven they'll send us all to heaven On the Old Ontario Strand. Other highlights of the season have been many and varied. To mention only a few would be to mention-a preview of the New York showing of Hamlet as produced by John Gielguid, the Toronto Skating Carnival, the foreign cinemas--Charleyls Aunt en Francais, and Waltz Time in Vienna in German, dancing at the Royal York and others,-last but not least, the privilege of hearing Dr. Bonnell, formerly of Westminster Church. As in Winnipeg, the church was filled to capacity and more-all the gallery steps were occupied to form a solid semi-circle of people, the pulpit steps were occupied, likewise part of the choir loft, and even the organ bench, to say nothing of chairs in the aisles and those standing. The forthcoming highlight is perhaps not so interesting, although it requires the utmost concentration. I speak of the final exams-therefore Goodbye till June. 1 IsoBEL HU'rcH1soN fHutchyJ. 1320 15th Ave. W.. Vancouver, B.C., March 10, 1937. Dear Vox Fluminis: Many thanks for the invitation to write a letter for publication in your next issue to tell you something of my world in general, and work and play in particular. I hope this reaches you before you go to press. I am continuing my education, having been successful in trans- ferring from Manitoba to the University of British Columbia. The campus is situated in Point Grey, about six miles from where we live, which means I spend a great deal of my time getting out there and back home again. It is an ideal spot, at the entrance to Van- couver Harbour, and across the water are lovely mountains covered with snow. The view is awe-inspiring, especially to one who has lived on the prairies for a number of years. All lectures. at the University stop at the noon hour and do not begin again until one-thirty. Everybody has lunch on the campus, after which we go for walks along the many pleasant tree-lined paths, down the steep- slopes to the beach and along the shore. Possibly most of us would be better occupied in the library. Many buildings make up the University, but only a few are permanent. Among the latter is the library. It is a beautiful build- ing, so constructe-d that wings may be added in time. The non- permanent buildings are not very attractive but are spacious. When 78 VOX FLUMINIS all the buildings are made permanent, the location and all will provide a lovely place of learning where even the most backward should be inspired to success. The enrollment is not so large as at the University of Manitoba nor are there as many faculties. One of the most interesting courses is one for nurses, which field many of the girls enter. There is no Household Economics course such as is provided in Winnipeg. ' An interesting feature of the University is the Auditorium and Concert Hall. It is one of the few permanent buildings and is equipped with a large stage, besides the main floor there is a spacious balcony. Here the University puts on its operetta and annual play. The ground floor, a sort of half basement, is a large cafeteria, com- monly called the Caf, and it is there we have our lunch. Separate tables are provided for each Sorority and each Fraternity while other tables are available to Freshies and students who d.on't belong to either a Sorority or Fraternity. Although first year boys may join Fraternities, the girls are not rushed until their second year. As I was pledged in-Winnipeg nothing could be done about it. So I remained a pledge and only recently was initiated. With the coming of spring my mind goes back more frequently than ever to my happy years at Riverbend. I can see all of you, if not today in a few short weeks, strolling in its pleasant grounds along the river's bank. I cannot help wishing I could be there again living over those pleasant times. I can only wish the staff and all you girls much happiness, and the school continued success. Most sincerely, BETTY MoxoN. GIFTS E ARE very grateful for the many lovely gifts that have been made to our school this year by kind friends. The boarders' dream of the past four years has been realized at last-they have been given a radio of their own! But they are not the only fortunate ones. In the Gym stands a beautiful piece of furniture for the pleasure of all Riverbenders-a radio and gramo- phone combined, the gift of the Advisory Council and the Alumnae. The library shelves have beneiited much from the generosity of Mrs. Gordon Graham and Miss Eva Calder. The Guides have been made happy through the kindness of Mrs. Aikins, who has given them their flag. Costumes from Mrs. Mitten and other kind friends have been a great asset to the property room. We appreciate the- interest of the Alumnae who have offered a new prize for com- petition among the girls, and of Mrs. J. P. George, who has donated a Sports cup-details of these interesting gifts will be announced later. We sincerely thank these friends for their thoughtfulness. Such generous feeling is always greatly appreciated by us. M.G.S. VOX FLUMINIS 79 7 YORK HALL Lydia Klein fHeadJ---- ..... - .........,.............................. 14 East Gate, 34 369 Margaret Graban fSecretaryJ .........,.............. 102 Roslyn Road, 42 990 Louie Leistikow fSports Captainj .......... Ste. 1 Amherst Apts, 40 036 Joan Carruthers .......................................... 951 Wellington Cres., 45 564 Mercedes George- ........ ........ . . ..a.... . ........ - ---221 Academy Road, 47 711 Sheila Mutch. ......... ........., 942 Somerset Ave., Ft. Garry Lorna Body ......... 1 ........... ............................. 48 East Gate, 31 465 Sherry Carruthers- ......... .......... 9 51 Wellington Cres., 45 564 Eleanor Hall .................. ........ 611 Wellington Cres 45 767 Mary Elizabeth Judd Kathleen Richardson. Betty J ohnston- ........... Grace Kennedy ....... Joan Frances ......... Joan HHTFIS----L ....... Helen McLean- .......... -- Helen Palk- ....... . .......... Margaret Winstanley Florence McCurdy---. ----------366 Elm Stl, 401 025 475 Wellington Cres., Purcell Ave., -------New Westminster Apts., Langside St., ----------125 Wellington Cres., - ....... 901 Wellington Cres., --------336 Dromore Ave .... .............. 3 20 Waverley Stl, -993 Dorchester Ave., Gloria Brown .............. ........... 2 20 Waverley St., Janet Edgar ........ Q ..... ........... - --105 Brock St., Phyllis Hunter .... - ........ ......... 3 05 Baltimore Rd., Hazel McMillan- ...... - ...... ............ 1 93 Martin Ave., Ruby Benidickson--- ...... ......... 3 11 Baltimore Rd., Kathleen Benner .... - .... ............. - 537 Basswood Pl., Maria Kipp .... - .... L ..... A... - -1--1030 Wellington Cres., Sidney Flanders- ......... ................. 5 7 Kennedy St., Joan Ritter-- ..................... ....... 2 21 Winchester Ave., Margaret Bennett- ......... ........................... 2 31 Kingsway, Julia Dale- .... - ...........,.. ...................... 3 Winnitoba Apts., Jean McFarlane .... ....................... - .... 171 Arlington St Phoebe Macnab Mary Paterson ........ ----------1031 Durham Ave., Calgary Fort William, Ont. Anne Shaw- .... 1....,,.. .......,. 1 1X flcKinnon Ave., Ottawa, Ont. Irene Pieper---.. .... ---- ..................... Q ................... Gretna, Man. Frances Heakes. .......... .......................... - --.London, England Margaret Powell- ........ ............ 3 15 Hosmer Blvd., Vivian Keeler- .......... Margaret Ross. ......... Maurine Stuart Dora Rothwell- ....... -- Helen Johnston .... ,... Missy Grant- .... Miss Dunlop- ...,.... - Miss Fellows-, ...... --------358 Assiniboine- Ave., ----------227 Sherburn St., Keeler, Sask. -------------,.Ste. 9 Chateau Apts., 36 Purcell Ave., .... 10440-83 Ave., Edmonton 107 Ruby St. 322 Frank St., Ottawa 44 678 36 873 33 162 30 164 49 798 43 992 41 495 403 388 49 891 401 510 401 515 42 976 501 601 42 064 30 539 403 421 21 108 61 691 41 077 31 327 36 836 62 520 26 016 71 677 31 810 36 873 80 VOX FLUMINIS GARRY HALL Constance Guy QHeadJ ................ 207 Hertford Blvd., Tuxedo, Pat Murray fSecretaryD .................. 728 South Drive, Ft. Garry Beth Rice-.1 ones ...... .. ................................ . ......... 106 Ethelbert St. Dorothy Oliver ................................................ - .... 379 Oakdale Pl. Agnes Richardson fHead Girlj ........ .. ..... 475 Wellington Cres. Betty Newcombe fSchool Sports Captainj ..... ----98 Home St. 7 7 Judy Bennett- ....................... .................................... 2 31 Kingsway, Betty Laidlaw ..................... - ............ - ....................... West Kildonan, Marjorie McKinnell ....... ............ 1 20 Canora St. Pat Veysey ................... ............................. 8 49 Wolseley Ave. Jean Vinson ................. .... .......................... 160 Cordova St. Barbara Allen.-- ............. . .......... 223 Munroe Ave., W. Kildonan Catherine Bingeman ...... . ............................... 342 Dromore Ave. Phyllis Chester ................. ......... 9 Lonsdale Apts., Anna May Coghill- ..... -- Joan McArthur ......... Furby St. ---------182 Waverley St. Ethna Mitten ................ ........ 1 81 Ethelbert St. Betty Jo McCarten ............ ..... . ..... .. ...... 127 Harrow Marguerite McDonald.------ ........ .. .... ---52 Balmoral Pl. Mary McLeod ......... 1 ..... ......... Ste. 3 Alcade Apts. Doris Pelkey ............ ...... - --..---..-Ste. 6 Bronx Apts. Carol Dahl ..... ................. ........... 4 9 7 Raglan Ave. Mona Shirley Paget ....... ....... 1 00 Queenston St. Shirley Pinfold ............. ............ 4 3 Middle Gate Anne Forlong ................ ........... 9 59 Dromore Ave. Virginia George ............... ....... 2 21 Academy Rd. Elizabeth Gilchrist ....... Daphne Stanley Harris ......... ..... 1015 Wellington Cres. ----------145 Middle Gate 7 , . Eleanor South ..................... - .................. 92 Niagara St. Pat Chesshire .................... .......... 9 80 Dorchester Ave., Gail Graham .............. - ................ 69 Middle Gate, Lylah Thompson ............. -- ......... 68 Langside St., Phyllis Graham. .......................... ............... 1 04 West Gate, Marjorie Lynn McIntyre .......... ........ 2 58 Dromore Ave., Mary Mackay .... ....................... .................. 1 5 7 West Gate Frances Sigurdson- ........ . .... ....................... 1 04 Home St., Sheila Smith--- ............. ........ U niversity of Manitoba, Miss Sheffield ........... ................... . Lyndhurst, Ont Mrs. Price---.- ....... ....... ......... 1 2 4 Walnut St. Miss Connacher ........ -- ..... ......................... Dalhousie, N.B DOUGLAS HALL Morna Kenny fHeadJ ................ .............. 1 045 Dorchester Ave., Caroline Harris fSecretaryJ .................. 125 Wellington Cres., Iris Norman QSports Captainj .... 943 Riverwood Ave., Ft. G Daphne- Cumming ............................................ 873 Wolseley Ave Peggy Wilson- .............................. .......... . .................... 1 85 Lyle St Peggy Campbell ........ Almonte Apts: 'Q 'J ---62 036 47 038 35 064 61 951 44 678 30 206 41 077 55 617 30 895 33 114 403 215 501 591 41 088 43 224 39 343 402 575 34 591 47 630 33 316 45 553 44 795 33 413 402 230 34 907 41 388 47 711 46 586 31 033 401 163 49 618 73 335 71 350 73 319 41 789 71 881 72 409 42 335 30 039 41 421 49 798 46 097 71 537 63 571 33 547 VOX FLUMINIS 81 Pat Leistikow ........ ........................ S te. 1 Amherst Apts., 49 036 Marilyn Wilson. ....... ...................... . Dryden, Ont. Margaret Dowler ......... .............. . . ............... Q81 Waterloo, 402 779 Marjorie Gardiner .......... .................................... - 89 Scotia St., 57196 Ferne Lount. ..l................. ...... - 214 Overdale St., St. James, 61 294 Verna MacLachlan. ........ ...................... 1 st Street, The Pas Peggy Murray ............... ....... 7 28 South Drive, Ft. Garry, 47 038 Florence Stirling ............ ......,..............., 2 24Campbell St., 402 509 Mary Harris. ........... ..... ........ ......... . 1 2 5 Wellington Cres., 49 798 Roberta Jean McQueen. ....... ................ 2 83 Yale Ave., 46 936 Shirley MacLean. ................ ..... 405 Devon Ct. Frances Walker ............... ......... ..... 1 9 7 O-ak St., 401 486 Joyce Johnston. ........ ....... 7 1 Cordova St., 402 771 June Lear ............... .......... 1 87 Yale Ave., 46 476 Barbara Southn--- ..... . ............ ..---92 Niagara St., 401163 Lorna Aikins ....... -- ................. 218 Roslyn Rd. 47 084 Marion Booth .... ...... , ......... ......... 1 1 90 Wellington Cres., 402 478 Marnie Brooks- .,..................... ............... 5 78 Sherburn Ave., 27 477 Barbara Ann King. .................. .......... 1 050 Grosvenor Ave., 41 577 Winnifred Ruth McIntyre- ......... ...................... . 259 Dromore, 41 789 Jane Lee ........................... . ........... ................... 1 15 Brock St., 403 038 Joan Picard- ............................. .................... 2 97 Yale Ave., 45 032 Audrey Tritt ......,...... .......... 1 121 Grosvenor Ave., 41217 Doreen Gibson--- ..... ......................., 3 34 Elm St., 403 427 Nancy Wallick- ......... ...................... 1 60 Elm St., 47 026 Joan Ross- ...................... ......... 4 01 Waterloo St., 403 854 Jane Sutherlandl--- ..... ......... 7 1 Cornish Ave., 30 083 Dolores Caldwell- ........ ......... , 24 Wiltshire Apts. Lois Donnelly ...,............ ............ - 96 Furby St., 31 344 Doris Donnelly ................. ........... . - ...... .96 Furby St., 31 344 Shelagh Sutherland. ....... ................. 7 1 Cornish Ave., 30 083 Virginia Hastings- ....... ..................... . 203 Oxford St., 402 659 Joan Kirkwood- ........ 8 Riverview Mansions, 36 762 Maida Johnston ..,.. ................. 36 Purcell Ave., 36 873 Mary Mathers- ....... ..................... . .192 Elm St., 401 858 Miss Gregory ............ Miss Crawshaw ........ Miss Edgar .......... -------,262 Waverley St. --------530 Rathgar Ave. --------Harriston, Ont. Peggie Willson: I never had such a tough time in my life. First I got angina pectoris, followed by arteriosclerosis. Just as I was recovering from these I got pneumonia, followed by pulmonary iphthisis and tuberculosis. Somehow I got over them in time to get appendicitis, to say nothing of pyorrhea. All in all, I don't know how I pulled through. It was the hardest spelling test I've ever had. Dentist: You needn't open your mouth any wider. When I pull your tooth, I expect to stand outside. 82 VOX FLUMINIS THE LIFE OF A RUNNING-SHOE H! OH! what an awful noise is going on! The girl that's wearing me simply has no feelings at all. Just imagine, she thumps on me and stamps so hard when she is marching that I am very dirty and tired when at last she is done with me. She just carelessly throws me head first or any other old way into her terribly hard locker. She then shuts the door and leaves me for a few hours of rest at least. Some people are unkind aren't they? I will tell you something about my life and what I see when I'm on that nasty girl's clumsy feet. I was born in a little place called Morning Town and came to this school when I was about six months old. On my way from Morning Town I had many excit- ing adventures and we used to play hide-and-seek among the packing-boxes at the factory. Then one day we were packed into those rough boxes and sent far east for many hours. It seemed like many years to me. Somehow or other, the train came into a station, and a man said that they had made a mistake on our labels and that we were supposed to get oi here. So we were thrown carelessly off and the train rumbled on again. I still wonder to this very day what the girl I should have gone to would be like. I certainly hope she is more polite than the girl who did get me. The school is a very large building from what I have seen of it, though as I'm in the gym mostly I haven't much chance to look around. This is dreadful! Here is this bothersome girl. Isuppose she is going to gym class now. Oh well, I'm getting used to being treated so roughly. ,Just as I thought, it IS gym! Oh-h, my girl is going over the horse now and what a bang she makes! All the girls are laughing at her clumsiness now. I would laugh too if she hadn't hurt me so much. I really don't wonder that everyone laughs at her. Now then, she is marching downstairs with an awful bang at each step. She, as I said before, has no feelings for a p-oor running- shoe. Ah! There goes the bell, now she will just push me into that cold locker and she will go home, I hope. That is just exactly what she is NOT going to do. I must be going home with her. But she is going to carry me so that I will be partly rested. B-ut when we get home, her little brother will try to wear me and then he'll tear me. Oh well, a running-shoe's life is very hard and who knows it better than I do. This is just to warn you never to be a running-shoe because you will be treated most shockingly if you do become one. HELEN MCLEAN, Grade VI, York Hall. Now, children, said the teacher who was trying to boost the sale of class photographs, just think how you'll enjoy looking at the photographs when you grow up. As you look you'll say to your- self, 'There's Jennie, she's a nurse, there's T'om, he's a judge, and-' And there's teacher, she's dead, came a voice from the back of the class. VOX FLUMINIS 83 LISTENING IN YOU REMEMBER that raiding party of the 81st Division that was cut to pieces by German machine guns the other night? Well, here is how it happened: Colonel McArthur, their C.O., was called to- the communication telephone that afternoon. It was General Headquarters and they ordered him to send a raiding party into Hun territory that night. McArthur asked them Why the devil they told him over the Wire when there Was so much danger of it being tapped, but they accused him of insubordination in daring to question them and rang off. McArthur still had the receiver in his hand. He was thinking how futile the raid would be, and he hated to sacrifice his men's lives for nothing. Suddenly the officers in the mess saw his face go a ghastly White as he quickly replaced the receiver on its hook! My God, boys, he Whispered, someone's been listening in! Poor McArthur could do nothing. He had his orders and had to 'obey them. E MORNA KENNY, '37, Douglas Hall. CCIF77 A CWith apologies to Kiplingj If you can keep your balance when all about you Are losing theirs and bumping into you, - If you can trust yourself when you're about to Do a jump and an axel polson too, If you can Wait and not be tired by Waiting, For ice to do your figures on, If you can skate and not be tired by skating, Even when the will for it has gone, If you can fill the unforgiving minute VV ith sixty seconds' Worth of skating done, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, And fwhich is morej a skater you'll be, my son. MARGARET DOWLER, '38, Douglass Hall. JEAN VINSON, '38, . Garry Hall. Boy: Sir, I have courted your daughter for three years. Father of Girl: Well, what do you want? Boy: I Want to marry her. Father: Oh, is that all! I thought you wanted a pension or something. Proud Mother: Yes, he's a year old now, and he's been walking since he was eight months old. Bored Visitor: Really! He must be awfully tired. VOX FLUMINIS The College of Higher Standards MM? -efzff 2 - ef' 157 - ' . p l'5flfXx je 1,2-'ZE'-' L f R ' ' R L Q if ' A R' wr- it 'lliag - f fm: lp E'f 37?dh P, S--2 Lg. f7:-rc: I:i:4? 3i'5-1l.3-YQ 'T'--:-rTiL-'--- '::i'5Jl, ' ,ul 4 - :m: 511 53' ' -Q. :'g' i'1T, - T T. . -. F ,f , f, L IQ I 5 ' 5 Hi.: pi IIF TY S V :WH PM ggi ??P,'?ff-' , - ,r ebL'QG, v iff' 2-.H ' tkggfh ' 51,254 ' ' Y , ?? f:g., , ,Q Y Y --,,-,rg Q ,Z - - - ...- ACCREDITED by W'MMM ' f' BCEDF w'Mf ww ' , 45,00 A s f':3.X Actnve ffl Ji mi? 15 Independent 1' 5 1 E Bo Fa SCIVICO Ngqg ggy xamlna Ions ' OUR I fi ADMITTANCE STANDARD F OR DAY if CLASSES IS EL E G R A D E Xl 'E P fSupplements Allowed! 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Please note our N ew Address 246 SOMERSET BLDG. - - PORTAGE AND DONALD VOX FLUMINIS A College 0 Distinction A modern College of Commerce in a modern office building, equipped and staffed to train effectively, Well-educated young men , and Women of the right business type, for business careers. ENROLLMENT DEFINITELY LIMITED TO 250 STUDENTS OF GRADE XI OR HIGHER EDUCATION. SPECIAL COURSES FOR UNIVERSITY STUDENTS. 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BLOUSES ........... .51.59 TUNICS ............... 55.95 GYM PANTS. ...... 51.95 BLAZERS ........... 52.95 SUMMER J UNIFORMS ---.51.98 5 id f 1 ,f - Y ,i 5 . . . 5 Q j ig Gzrls' Skzrt and Blouse Sectzon, 2 ' f 1' If Fifth Floor Q f' i 41. l ' f in X Z kv-r,,:'3'5 2 'l Q 1 1 t Established 1 8 5 7 JAMES RICHARDSON A Sims LIMITED 1 Grain Merchants Shippers and Expo rlers- Helld 017509 Executive Offices EUCDOW 0177033 KINGSTON MONTREAL ONT. VANCOUVER OFFICES THROUGHOUT CANADA JAMES RICHARDSON ei Saws 'Investment Service STOCKS - BONDS - MINES - OILS - GRAIN - COMMODITIES 367 MAIN STREET . WINNIPEG Oyfiices Throughout Canada