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

Text from Pages 1 - 80 of the 1938 volume:

Specialized Training lor Careers m Commerc A MODERN COLLEGE OF COMMERCE IN A MODERN OFFICE BUILDING Health Comlort Quietness Study Every provision has been made for the convenience comfort health and safety of students a fully qualified and experienced faculty modern office desks and chairs up to date equipment noiseless typewriters restrooms cafeteria hospital sc1ent1Hc lighting air conditioned lecture rooms fireproof building - Well controlled program of extra curricula activities. School ol Commerce 1 MANITOBA TELEPHONE BUILDING CEntire fourth floorj WINNIPEG - MANITOBA new 4 I 1 1 ff . '1 v Q . Q I ' giftg' 1 . T' ' 'Ll' . . .EH Q . , - i vial, ri . X 43' ti' .1fgL f - - ' ' , Vip, I- 2' V Lge lf, .J , ' I. N, ,-Apr t, , 1 . i I. - if t ' 'Y V - v . ' ,, , . ' 'WK ,N :W ' vel - I .'t, . .Ar I. l r '-.2 ' 'W , , ' 'lr a e lgzfz. it . ft O X l A fl,-,H l 4 CINAJ r f at . ,, -I.-V. . ., 6 ,xi . -t in I t Y ,' item A , 4 tit Y 60 ga t I lnrb .li , 2? -ff A , ,, 5 1 wt o t ' l 'E K . V ' -nl . . ' W l ' 1' i , 1 'I - V N rl , , t , I , . -iv'. I l . i' t ' ,rf 3 If . . it . . 1 1 I l ' g . 0 0 o l 7 , f ' ' Q I . , , V. .1 - ' ' ' tr , 1. ...-. - - Q . , 'a 1 l ' O O C I I I I -. -1. 'lt 1 , I IW!!! li!! l 11il1fIirLf Tl'i'l WR A- I Hnx 3Hlumini5 RIIVIERBIEND SCHOUJL for GIRLS WINNIPEG - - CANADA VOX FLUMINIS RIVERBEND STAFF Top Row-Miss Coke, Miss Edgar, Miss MacKinnon, Mrs. McDowell, Miss McHattie. 2nd Row-Miss Burns, Miss Crawshaw, Mrs. Price, Mrs. Dempsey, Miss Sheffield, Miss McAdoo lst Row-Miss McLeod, Mrs. Munroe, Miss Gregory, Miss Carter fHeadrnistressJ, Miss Grarit Miss Laing, Mrs. Campbell. VOX FLUMINIS 3 EDITORIAL STAFF OF Vox FLUMINIS E dztlor ................................... - ............ z- ..................................... PEGGY CAMPBELL - - I PAT MURRAY A t t Ed t ....... ..... I ........ ...... S818 an 1 OTS I LOUIE LEISTIKOW - 5 MARGARET GRABAN Business Managers ' ' I MARY Ross MACKENZIE Photography and Humor ........ , ...,,,,,..., I .,.,,,,, ,,FERNE LQUNT SOCial ..................................-.............. - .................... - .......... .ANNA MAY COGHILL S10-Orts ..... - .... -- ........................ - .............................................. -SHIRLEY MCLEAN ROOM REPRESENTATIVES Grade IX ..... - ............ .ANNE COLYER Grade VII .....,..,..... HELEN MCLEAN Grade VIII- MARGARETWINSITANLEY Grades V 81 VI ..... BETTY JOHNSTON Editorial S IS traditionally remarked, the editing of the School magazine is a lot of work, well-tempered with a good deal of fun. As this year's Editor, we again make this very true if rather hackneyed remark- heartily agreeing with it-up to a point-the point where we have to begin to write our editorial. There the fun ends! For you see, an editorial is a very difficult article to write. There must be certain customary sayings in it that are always said, and which the general reading Riverbend always expect-the fun, the work, the failure to begin early enough and a crowd of other such cliches. Into this one must also work touches of gay humour and sly wit, all bound together in the most polished sample of our own inimitable style. That is the task that now confronts us. 2B or not 2B-as the slightly inebriated gentleman remarked before his suite door. Well, yes, we rather feel that the editorial is to be. And, hoping, though with little conviction, that it will not be an unoriginal one land feeling by this very remark most unoriginalj-here goes. There was a desperate last-minute rush and the usual forgotten articles. We do want to thank all those who combined to make this magazine what we hope will be a success, that is, the Council of course, Miss Grant, our business manager, all our advertisers and also Peggy Murray who, though not a member of the magazine staff, gave us such valuable assistance. And-we are glad our editorial is finished. Or- almost finished. For we have not yet mentioned the new departure of our magazine-its diierent cover and colour scheme in recognition of the School's change of uniform. We feel that we are setting a new tradi- tion of grey and scarlet for Vox Fluminis, and for this reason our maga- zine is very significant, though we're not quite sure of what-unless, of course, its significance lies in the appropriateness of the colours. You see we're grey with work before the magazine appears, scarlet with embarrassment afterwards. However, hoping you will not be repulsed by this rather feebly facetious article, we will take no further space but present instead-our 1938 Vox Fluminis. ' . vox FLUMINIS lbrincipal fs .Better Dear Girls: Today We Welcome the first edition of -.V Fluminis with our new crest. l This crest 'Was signed by the late Mr. Douglas MacKay and is illustrative of Riverbend-the White pillars of house itself and the seagull-happy reminder our beautiful location on the bank of the Some day We shall have an appropriate motto add to our crest. . Examinations are over for our Old Girls at the University, we hope that they liked their papersjl and before long our senior grades Will be begizgigi' ning their final tests. We Wish them all success.. e-1 May I express my heartiest congratulations this magazine to Miss Grant, to Peggy Campbell, the editor, and to her very eflicient staff. They: have Workedvery hard to make' it a success, andel am sure they will be satisfied with the result. y Yours affectionately, g J. MAY CARTER, ' ' Principah' 1 VOX FLUMINIS 5 X 'lllllllllllllllllllllllllllll' llIllllllllllllllllilllllllll R mass NUTES R r Eleanore Troup Peggy 'Campbell Maurine Stuart Beth Willson GRADE XII Fourlitle girls in a little wee room. Three little girls in a little wee roorn, Four little girls and a little teacher, too. Three little girls and little Peggy, too. Work, says little Edgar. Class notes, says little Peggy. We work, say the four. Ah, class notes, say the four. So they Work and sometimes giggle till So they classed and they noted until it their little sides are sore. was a bore. Four little girls in a little Wee room, Three little girls in a little Wee room, Four little girls and a little Window, too. Three little girls and little Eleanore, too. Use me, says the Window. Come to tea, says little Eleanore, We use you, say the four. And we'll see what we can do. So they fill the little Window ledge-it So they tea-ed and they haha-ed, but can't hold any more. they don't know what to do. 6 VOX FLUMINIS YE OLDE CURIOSITY SHOPPE EA, and there were four damsels. Fair they were, and wise beyond their years. Yea verily, and a nomad Cno punsj race were they, removing themselves from the higher realms of the twelfth grade to the lowly abode of the five and six. Yea, to the lowly five and six went they, once but a bare kitchen, but now-how changed! Ride with us, oh my friends, into the realms of imagination, and glance into the group of maidens assembled there. And lo, there are four girls-asleep? Nay nay, at work. At work, they are, and verily wan with the strain. First there is Beth Willson, snug is she in her se- cluded corner. Little Beth Corner we call her fthough, in truth, 'tis but our funb who warbleth so sweet in the Springtime Cor atany other time except when she's requested, for a modest lass 'tis shel. Then comes our Eleanore CTroupJ, a fanatical gleam of learning in her eyes. She thinketh, not sure now mark you, but maybe, that is per- haps, she may have attained her geo- metry sum. Smile we and say, Still waters run deep. Lo and we would pride forsooth, the now present, in next fair maiden. A pianist of note is she, yea and no mean scholar. Who is she? Wouldst thou but know, 'tis the Head Girl, Maurine Stuart. Nay, didst we now forget the other valiant student of the group. We would ibut speak and unto thee would say 'tis Peggy CCampbellJ, the Editor of the renowned Vox Fluminis. But why, the sage would ask, this calm prevailing here? Oh, know ye not? Prithee, glance up yonder. 'Tis small but dignified Miss Edgar who presideth there. Be dili- gent, saith she, exams Wince the maidens and toil once more. ' And then a change doth come. But a simple bell tolleth. Joy descendeth. Up glance the maidens and smile they-clasp each other and murmur, La, my dears, our toil is over for to-day. Thus depart we and leave--leave our four fair maidens, so happily at work, yea, so merrily-in their Olde Curiosity Shoppe. GRADE XI, NORTH There are sixteen girls in our grade Who from constant working have gra'de, For studies are hard, So our beauty is mard, And each doubtless will be an old made. There ith a young thtudent called Judith, Who cannot be thaid to be prudith, Nor doeth thhe lithp, But thpeakth very crithp, Thith verthe ith but meant to deludith. There is a young student called Dale, Who has never been known yet to fale. Her drawings are grate, Her hair red, by fate. She has brain waves that never grow stale. Marg Dowler, a very tall creacher, Now plans to become a gym teacher, When puzzled, she twirls And plays with her cirlsg But skating's her outstanding feacher. There are two young students called Marge, Who the ocean once crossed in a barge The crowning to see. And happy are we ' That they went from the school to see Garge. Marg Graban, a beautiful dream, Out of place in the classroom would seamg The Amph she enhances, And skaters entrances, To win all the games for their team. VOX FLUMINIS 1 GRADE ELEVEN , NORTH Pat Murray Iris Norman Caroline Harris Peggy Murray Margaret Graban Ruth Rich Betty Morton Florence Stirling Judy Bennett Mary Paterson Ferne Lount Marjorie Gardiner Julia Dale Margaret Dowler Marjorie McKinnel1 Jean Vinson 8 VOX FLUMINIS Ap There is a young student called Harris, Whose threats, although loud, cannot scarris, Her horse is her pride, And she'd rather ride, Than skip off to London or Parris. There is a young student called Ferne Who strives to the utmost to lerne. She studies all night For each test so slight, But she still has a humorous terne. There is a young student called Bett Who this year is our newest pett. She seems to be glad To sit on the rad When not bouncing around in a frett. 1 Pat and Peggy, intelligent twins, Who resemble each other like pins, With brilliance abounding Their classmates astounding, They enliven the classroom with grins. There is a young student called Norman, Who in all types of sport is our forman, She is energy plus, And surpasses us In wearing out our weary scorman. There is a young student called Mary, Who of bread and potatoes is wary, Fort William's her home, But far does she rome To boarding school out on the prary. There is a young student called Ruth Who is filled with the laughter of yuth. But when sixteen of us Crowd into her bus, Her remarks are somewhat uncuth. In Science the star of the class Is Stirling, a clever young lass. In Chemics and Phiz She's a regular whiz, And makes the best marks of the mass. There is a young student called Jean, So short she can hardly be sean, Ambitious is she To learn how to be An actress of fame on the screan. There is a young teacher, Miss Grant, Who tries very hard and yet can't, Demolish her meal With gusto and zeal, So soon round her gravestone we'll chant. , N .i GRADE XI There is a bright girl from Kinistino, Who worked 'till she learned all there is-to-know, When asked, Aren't you weary? She replied, Oh! not veary, This clever young girl called Phyllis-o. We have a fair lass we call Babs Who never is seen in the labs, She's good in Home Ec, But her Algy's a wrec, And about our fair country she crabs. I And then there is blonde little Nora, Whom all the lads simply adora, She trembles in History, To her 'tis a mystory, For in subjects like that she can't scora. , SOUTH And then there is Emily Hayes Who sometimes is tempted to layes, But she's a good pally, For she's from Rose Vally, Our student called Emily Hayes. From the south comes Virginia Lee, Who has travelled o'er many a see, To school she has gone, But nowhere for long And we wonder if she's hereto stayee. In our classroom there's a gal name of Betty, Who went to a dance looking pretty, Her dress of bright green, - Made the lads exclaim keen, And her red hair caused comments quite witty. VOX FLUMINIS 9 ? 1 I n v 1 1 v I 4 I 4 1 i i i 5 Irene Pieper Pat Veysey Mary McCallum Phyllis Bacon Anne Shaw. Virginia Hopper Verna MacLachlan Mary Rose MacKenzie Louie Leistikow Betty Laidlaw Mary Raike Phoebe Macnab Jean McFarlane Barbara Colyer Emily Hayes Nora Donnelly 10 VOX FLUMINIS There is a fair scholar called Leistikow To a dance at the Garry was ast-to-go, She replied, 'Tm so sorry, But Mother might worry. This exemplary student called Leisti- kow. And then there's our student called Mary, Who comes to our school from the prary, Her cheeks are so pink, When she comes from the rink, And she's never been caught bribing Gerry. Now we have a maid from Alberta, With whom all the boys like to fiirta, She moans at the rools, And doesn't like schools, This Phyllis who comes from Alberta. There is a young student called Jean, Who in music is terribly kean, In school she is lazy, Her history is hazy, And in study she seldom is sean. There is a young girl Mary Rose, When geometry comes she'll repose, For St. Boniface Seals, Her love she reveals, And to each hockey game always gose. There is a young student called Verna, Who from out of the window does lerna, Of things at the U, And paper boys tu, And for the outside she does yerna. From Alberta comes Phoebe Macnab, On whom teachers can't always keep tab, She hates making beds, And there's one day she dreads, That's Friday in Chemistry lab. From Gretna comes our little Pieper, For knowledge she always seeks dieper, She forever has fun, But her works always dun, So the teachers will never repiet'er. And now comes the fair Mary Raike, For quietness she takes the caike, Her secrets she tells To red-headed bell CSD. Now we wonder if everything's jaike. And then there's our boarder called Shaw, Who rooms with a girl from the Paw, She always has fun, And her work's never dun, And she's constantly breaking the law. The Pres of our class is called Pat, Of whom 'tis a well known fact, Her week-end she spends, With a lot of her frend CSD, But blushes when we mention that. There is a young teacher MacKinnon, Who tries hard to quell the loud dinnon, Her sarcastic remarks, Fly around us like sparks, And this is just the beginnon. GRADE X Barbara Allan-When I Grow up Coh! Beverley Elsey-My Buddy Cwhich one? then there's still some hope?D Maria Kipp-May I Have the Next Ro- mance with You? Csorry, the waiting list is miles long.D Shirley Cruiclcshank-True Confession Cwhy, Shirley! we didn't think you would have any!D Frances Walker-But, Where Are You? CHere today, gone for another month.J or would that be telling?J Edith Argue-When I Grow Too Old To Dream Caw, gee, Edith, will you?5 Phyllis Chester-It's a Sin to Tell a Lie Csometimes you give us a bigger bite than wecan chew, Phyl.D Joan MacArthur-T'ake Me Back to My Boots and Saddle Cand who else, J oany?J Mary Harris-Bei Mir Bist Du Schoen Cmeans you're grandb. VOX FLUMINIS ll Ethna Mitten-Mavourneen Cpass the pittatieslb Eloise Edmond-Little Old Lady Csweet and shy.D - Margaret Bennett-Stay As Sweet As You Are Cdon't let a thing ever change youb. Anna May Coghill-Sweet and Low Cbut don't let that fool you!D Catherine Bingernan-I Can Dream, Can't I Cand may they all come true, B-ing.D i Eileen Gray-Our Dancing Lady Cthere's nobody like youb. Ruby Benidickson - Old F a i t h f ul Cwhither thou goest and all that, old top!J Betty Slater-Loch Lomond Cshe takes the high roadb. Helen Winrarn-Dreamy Eyes Cis it a horse you're thinking of?J Joan H easlip-ls It Love or Infatuation? COh! Joany! tsk! tsk!D Roberta Jean McQueen-She's Tall, Tan, She's Terrific Cwith a couple of cyclones thrown inlb Mary Irvine-Sweet as a Song Cand pretty as a picture-or will we turn your head?D Kathleen Benner-Smilin' Thro' Crain or shine, Benner, keeps her chin up. Atta gir1!J Shirley McLean-l'm Wishing for the One I Love Cwhy, Shirley, we thought there were two or three-oh! one in particular, eh?D Sidney Flanders-The Dipsy Doodle CDippy, Dippy, Din, too!D Miss Sheffield-Thanks for the Mem- ory Cof inky floors and messy desks and paper balls and notes. But wasn't it swell while it lasted?J GRADE IX WHERE TO FIND GRADE IX Gloria Brown-behind the Monarch's box. Mary Carpenter--at a special Gram- mar lesson. Ann Colyer-hitch-hiking a ride to Chicago. Janet Edgar-in a pile of text-books C ? ? ? J Mary Elizabeth Edgar-in a Turkish bath. Phyllis Hunter-biting the dentist's finger. Joyce Johnston-at the nail-polish counter. B Maureen Knights-behind a Tyrone Power scrap-book. June Lear-at the nearest skating rink. Betty Jo McCarten-behind the Rang- er's box. Marguerite McDonald-crooning in the festival. Mary McLeod--experimenting on her hair with a carving-knife. Doris Pellcey-in the nearest beauty parlor. Joan Sanderson-in the milk-and-bis- cuit room. Barbara South-trying to chaperon C?D Gloria. Esther Stronach--reading up on hair- dyes. Ruth Wilkinson-behind a wicked camera. VOX FLUMINIS EVIII GR E V G, SUBJECT Moon TENSE CAsE SYNTAX ' VoIc CLASSIFICATION Shirley Pinfolcl .... - Imperative Future Serious Care of the class Active Auxiliary Marion Booth -- -. Subjunctive Present Happy Swimming - Passive Auxiliary Marni Brooks ......... - ....... . Indicative Not present Objective Skipping school Drowsy Copula Winnifred Ruth McIntyre Indiierent Present ? ? ? ? Collecting Fedora Modulated Notional u Q feathers Barbar Ann King ...,.. Imperative Past Difficult Eating Active Auxiliary Florence McCurd'y ..... ---- Indifferent Future Possible Pm going High Copulas Carol Dahl ..... 4 ..... - .... - ..... Subjunctive Present Quiet Sonny I Passive Copula Lorna Aikins ur. ........... -- Imperative Future Nuts Riding Active Notional Doris Moscarella ..... .. ..... - Subjunctive Present . Stubborn - Guessing Soft C0pu1a Margaret Winstanley ..., . Indicative Future Marked Skating Frequent Notional impro ement Betty Best ..... - .... - ...... -I Imperative Present Dawning Talking f Buzzing Auxiliary Marjorie Kehm ...... -- Subjunctive Future Pretty bad Music Passive h Auxiliary Class ........... ....... f If ........... -. Imperative Grammatical Superb ,Indigestion I Quiet ? ? !, C010SSa1 ' 4 VOX FLUMINIS 13 GRADE VII HE girls of Grade VII are very fond of fun, and it is often very difficult to settle down and be quiet for an hour and a quarter in the afternoon when the bell goes for study. I often wonder what we will all be doing about twenty years from now. Already some of us have made up our minds. These are the careers that I can imagine for the girls of Grade VII: Joan Francis-swimmer in the Olymp- ics. Elynor Crapper-an aviatrix. Elisabeth Gilchrist-famous artist. Joan Harris--either a school teacher or a missionary. Virginia R. George--newspaper reporter. Audrey Tritt-newspaper reporter. Jane Lee-gym teacher. Shelagh Lear-a comedian. Joan Pickafrd-still an equestrian. Helen Palk-newspaper reporter. Helen McLean-she wishes to take a course in dietetics and then be a cooking teacher. There is certainly a large variety of occupations, isn't there? - -i ...-1 1938 DIARY OF GRADES V AND VI HE interesting events of Grades V and VI have been numerous. On Friday, October 22nd, we made a visit to Speir's-Parnell Bakery, where we watched the process of bread mak- ing. Late in the fall we visited the Purity Flour Mills, where we saw the grain being ground into flour. We also visited the Hudson's Bay His- torical Museum, in which we saw many articles that made our history more interesting and understandable. After Christmas we found the Mani- toba Museum very interesting. A Red River cart, an old-time kitchen, fossils, stones, butterflies and Indian trinkets and bones. Most of the class went to the Junior League performance, which was held in the Royal Alexandra Hotel. On Tuesday, April 13th, we held two plays, The Land of the Silver Chief, which was an historical playbased on the stories of the Red River Settle- ment, and the King's Warrant, which was one of the merry tales of Robin Hood. Each person portrayed an im- portant part. We have all made a project on Can- ada, seed charts, health books, and watched one of our cocoons come out. GRADES III AND IV E, of Grades III and IV have had a busy year. At the opening of school in September, Sherry Carruthers was chosen class representative and has, since then, acted in that capacity. Rivalry between the four Houses has been keen and House points are marks of achievement. Grade IV visited the Hudson's Bay Museum in connection with geography study and hopes to take some trips to other points of interest while studying Manitoba. Our Hallowe'en party was held with Grades I, II, V and VI. The costumes were very attractive, the games merry, and the refreshments, as usual, very tempting. Other events were the Christ- mas Tree and Valentine's Box. Then came preparation for the gym- nasium display in March. Finally, we bent all efforts to our junior dramatic offering, which was given on April 12th. We presented Candytuft this year and enjoyed the work in connection with it. After the Easter holidays we hope to have our class picnic and so end an active year. 14 VOX 'FLUMINIS BOARDERS' NOTES EXCERPTS FROM A BOARDER'S DIARY MONDAY--Dear Diary: The rising bell rang at 7:15 this morning. Got up at 7:40 when the breakfast bell rang. Had half an orange, cereal, an egg, two pieces of toast, and a glass of milk. After breakfast I made my bed. Bell went for morning walk at 8: 30. We walked around the block in twos. The first bell for school rang at 8:55. Came down to the class-room. At the second bell the class went up to the gymn for prayers. Classes from then till 1 o'clock. Then lunch. After lunch, went up to my room to brush my teeth. Out for a walk-around the drive. Classes from 2 till 4:30. At 4:30 re- ported to teacher on duty that I was going to practise and then be in my room. Was told I should go out and get some fresh air-walking around the drive. Got my apple and mail and went up to my room. At 6 o'c1ock the bell rang to dress for dinner. Put on my suit. At 6:30 the dinner bell rang. After dinner we went up to the gym to dance. It was too cold there, so we came down again. The study bell rang. at 7:30. We studied until 9 o'clock. At 9 I got my apple and went up to bed. I wore my green pyjamas. Our lights were turned out at 9.30. We talked until 10.30. TUESDAY-Dear Diary: See Monday. WEDNESDAY-Deaf Diary: See Monday. THURSDAY-DSSI Diary: See Monday. FRIDAY-Dear Diary: See Monday. wk lk SIG THE BOARDERS--IN A WORD OR Two: Jean Gardiner-The Lord helps those who help themselves. Ruth Sanderson-Listen, girls, now I made this one up myself. Marjorie Kehm-Did you hear that whistle? Elynor Crapper-I think I'll get a Taylor -made suit this spring. Joan Sanderson-I'll get it when I am down town on Saturday. ' Maureen Knights-Laugh and the world laughs with you: weep and you weep alone. 'Cl Jo-an Heaslip-I am not in a bad mood. Mary Irvine--It's guys like you that keep romance from going on the Wayne. D Shirley McLean-Did I hear you men- tion my pet? Anne Shaw-E-e-e-e-e-e-e-eh! Verna MacLachlan Cto Anne! -Stop Lalor-ing around. Irene Pieper-I am going to Grand- ma's. - - Betty Laidlaw-Did I have a swell time Saturday night! Mary Paterson-Oh! Phoebe! Phoebe McNab-W-e-e-e-l-l-! Mary McCallum-Oh, my Algebra! Emily Hayes-I'll show you how to do it. Maurine Stuart-I can't. I have to practise. J. H. and M. I. -11--i- PREFECTING Don't put your hands on the railing! Don't run up the stairs! Don't run ! ! ! CL CC CC C6 C6 if Ik ak There will be house meetings at re- cess! There will be a basketball practice at four-thirty! School stand! School turn! It Sk if Don't put your hands on the railing! Don't run down the stairs! y Stop talking ! ! ! Don't run! lk Sk Ik 66 You shouldn't be in here if you don't take biscuits! Have you any biscuits in your pocket? Don't forget the house meeting! Q 3 Q CC 66 GC Is everyone out of the washroom? Pick up the towels on the floor! Will everyone please get out of the locker rooms ! ! I can wait as long as you can! Qui-i-iet, please ! ! ! ! It at III CC CC CG CC Come and help me take pound! You should be out of here by now! It's 4:45! Clear out, please ! ! 1 1 VOX FLUMINIS 15 l ' - F Qlfo . Pnvsicfus A, if A IEJIDIUCCATJIUN lil' a . II HE object of Physical Education is to help in the production and maintenance of health in body and mind. V Our aim at Riverbend is, first, to trainiour girls to stand and walk well. Good posture all through life is very much to be desired. 'It is so easy to hump when you are sitting over desks, and you, who grow so very fast, remember that little bit of elastic attached to the back hairs of your head, stretching you up to the ceiling. Always grow taller. Through gymnastics, dancing, and games we develop the qualities of alert- ness, decision, concentration, and perfect control of brain over body. Gymnastics for girls have changed a great deal in recent years. It used to be that girls were trained in the same manner as boys. Now gymnastic movements on the whole are relaxed and rhythmic, aiming not at muscle bulk, as in previous years, but at a perfectly poised and lithe controlled body. LORNA McADoo. -ii- GYM DISPLAY T IS hard to write anything about our gym display-for one must take care to be very modest about an entertain- ment in which the whole school took part. As a Riverbender one can hardly say it was splendid, interesting, a great success, and these are the things one is tempted to say. One feels that these adjectives could quite easily apply to the performance right from the con- duct of the tiny Kindergarten tots, who danced so daintily right up through the elfin and folk dances, the apparatus and gymnastic demonstrations, the gay pier- rots and pierettes, the snappy tap danc- ers and the polished senior exhibitions. After the affair had finally wound up with an intricate lantern maze, and the flowers had been presented, the audi- ence assured us that the program had moved smoothly and the versatility of the presentations had left no time for boredom. However, perhaps the diffi- culty of appearing too conceited could be overcome by putting the credit where it is due-on the ceaseless energy and enthusiasm of our gym mistress, Miss McAdoo. P.C. EXPLANATION The grounds were damp and soggy, The weather was perverse, The sun showed not a glimmer, And the wind grew worse and worse. For days the air was chilly And misty rains held sway, They showed no sign of letting up- So-we didn't have Sports' D-ay. S.E.M. if wk Sk Ed1ltor's Note-At least not when we were supposed to-but we hope to have it in the stunmer term. , . BASKETBALL WICE a week, on Mondays and Thursdays, late-leavers of the school hear strange noises coming from the gymnasium. However, any partaker in the above-mentioned racket would as- sure any fearful listener that the shrill noises and thud of running feet, above, are all for the best and that the girls are benefiting thereby. For basketball is a Good Thing, as is illustrated by the exciting games which we played against Rupertsland and St. Mary's Academy. 16 VOX FLUMINIS FIRST BASKETBALL TEAM Mrs. Kobold, Margaret Graban, Roberta Jean McQueen, Margaret Dowler, Pat Murray, Ferne Lount, Louie Leistikow, Irene Pieper, CMary Rose MacKenzie, absent5. The teams were most fortunate this year in having Mrs. Kobold as their coach, one whose hard work and enthu- siasm were much appreciated. It is due to this that we did so well this year. Here are the scores for the games: lst Team, Riverbend C245 vs. Ruperts- land C305 at Riverbend. 2nd Team, Riverbend C255 vs. Ruperts- land C125 at Riverbend. lst Team, Riverbend C325 vs. St. Mary's C325 at St. Maryis. 2nd Team, Riverbend C185 vs. St. Mary's C345 at St. Mary's. lst Team, Riverbend C155 vs. St. Mary's C165 at Riverbend. 2nd Team, Riverbend C145 vs. St. Maryis C205 at Riverbend. lst Team, Riverbend C375 vs. Ruperts- land C335 at Rupertsland. 2nd Team, Riverbend C255 vs. Ruperts- land C205 at Rupertsland. lst Team, Riverbend C365 vs. Old Girls C165 at Riverbend. P.M. RIDING AT RIVERBEND AST fall a number of enthusiastic girls found themselves out at the Cambridge Riding Academy, and in due time atop their steeds. Misgivings arose among those faint-hearted ones, but such fears were soon dispelled after another two or three Wednesdays, and each felt sure she was the best horse- woman in the school. Alas for those who became a little too swell-headed, for then they experienced a spill-but it was not so far to the ground and they were encouraged by the fact that to be a good rider one must necessarily fall off nine times. It was wvithregret that the season stopped when winter closed down on that happy hour on Wednes- day. Now, however, winter is behind these riders and the spring is here to lure the back to fields and woods. - It cannot be overlooked how riding during this year has drawn to its ranks more supporters. If such a growing in- VOX FLUMINIS 17 terest continues to prevail and the weather forecast remains favorable, it is hoped that in the near future an inter-house riding meet will possibly be held, which will provide fun not only for the contestants, but is guaran- teed to amuse even the most cynical onlooker. Riding looks forward to more Wednesdays of fun ! ! C.H. SWIMMING S USUAL, a great deal of interest has been taken in the swimming this year. The annual swimming meet held on May 19th, 1937, at the Y.W.C.A., was a pronounced success. The various events were run off well, and Garry House, carrying off top honors, sank Douglas and York by wide margins. Since last September there has been even a larger group attending the Wed- nesday afternoon swimming classes reg- ularly. It will not be long now before we shall be making preparations for the 1938 meet, which is to be held in May. This year there will be four houses- Douglas, Garry, York, and Nelson- competing, instead of three, as in previ- ous meets. Thus we are hoping that the coming gala will go down as one of the most successful in the history of River- bend. M.D. 11 BADMIN TON NOTES FITHE Badminton, this year, has been a ,L great success. Interest in it has in- creased considerably. Saturday morn- ing has become a momentous occasion for our players. We can't say that we are all Jack Purcells, but we do have a good time. We may truthfully say that since the beginning of the year our playing has improved. At the first of the season the badminton was opened by a doubles Round Robin, the prizes were presented by Miss Carter to Betty Slater and Ruth Rich. Several other Round Robins were held at intervals SECOND BASKETBALL TEAM Mrs. Kobold, Eileen Gray, Peggy Murray, Janet Edgar, Ruth Rich, Shirley Cruikshank, Eloise Edmond, Anne Shaw, Iris Norman. 18 VOX FLUMINIS during the season. On the last day of March the staff was challenged to play the girls in doubles. Three teams were formed by each side-Miss Carter and Miss Grant vs. Jean Vinson and Mary Rose MacKenzie, Miss Crawshaw and Miss McKinnon vs. Iris Norman and Miss Sheffield vs. Ruth Rich and Eloise Edmond. The teams were closely matched and showed a great deal of fine playing. As this goes into print the season has not ended, but it is expected that the year will be finished by a successful Peggy Campbell, and Miss McAdoo and tournament. J .V., I.N. ., jp. tx..-5 Q it 4 2 'z,5',, its . V in mini' Hifi, V Q ' ' xx k' 4 ' '-,Aft 'I it 4, V . THE COUNCIL Top Row--Marjorie McKinne1l, Mary Harris, Roberta Jean McQueen, Mary Paterson, Pat Veysey, Louie Leistikow, Peggy Campbell, Mary Rose MacKenzie. 2nd Row-Caroline Harris, Pat Murray, Maurine Stuart, Margaret Graban, Peggy Murray, Iris Norman. 1st Row-Jean Vinson, Catherine Bingeman, Ferne Lount, Phyllis Hunter, June Lear, Shirley Pinfold, Helen MacLean, fMargaret Bennett, absentb. VOX FLUMINIS 19 R AcoIIvIIII3s R ...Y of D.......g,,5...l.Qnl'QlQ.Q..'lQ..Q'QfE EWS, new teachers, new girls, new uniform, new Hall, new colours, new crests-everything's new! And yet, strangely enough, the school remains the same. To us who were at Riverbend last year, the thought of seeing any uniform other than the familiar blue, seemed wholly unimaginable. Now the smart grey uniform with the contrasting red has built itself firmly into the tra- ditions of the school. Again, last year it seemed impossible that there could ever be any houses other than Douglas, York, and Garry. Yet now Nelson Hall, so ably set on its feet and launched by Caroline Harris, is equally well known to us. The new teachers, at iirst com- plete strangers, are now become our familiar friends the staff, and the new girls are no longer new girls, but just other Riverbenders. Of course, with all these radical changes there was criticism. Hot discussions ensued as to the colour and material for stockings -should they be grey or red C?J, ribbed or smooth, or whether brown, black or grey shoes should be made official, on the course to be adopted by red-headed girls regarding the new scarlet blazers. But now at last these perplexing, if minor difficulties, have been overcome. Once more Riverbend runs smoothly on its course, so different, yet so un- changed. Therefore, to Riverbend the old, the Riverbend of the blue uniforms and three halls, we fondly toast good- bye-Riverbend the new, starting out on its fresh era, for whom it has been ours to lay the first foundations of its new traditions, we salute, in hope, in confidence, in love. P.C. -. GLEE CLUB NOTES NDER the able direction of Mrs. Dempsey, the Glee Club sang Jesu, Babe, in a program at the school short- ly before Christmas. Mrs. Dempsey coached several girls to sing in the Musical Festival, which started on March 28th. We have not received the results yet, but we are sure the girls kept up their usual standard of fine work. The Glee Club is now practising two songs, The Sky is Full of Clouds and My Love D-welt in a Northern Land, for the closing exercises. M.M. -1.-1 . BROWNIES HE Riverbend Brownies have had a very happy and successful year. We are glad to say that we have a large number of new Brownies. There are also four Browniekins, who are looking forward to becoming Brownies when they have passed their tests. The en- largement of the pack has resulted in the foundation of a new Six. We now have four Sixes, the Elves, the lmps, the Fairies and the Pixies. Each Six has a leader or Sixer, as she is called, and also a second Sixer. There is a spe- cial song and yell for each six, as well as the Brownie song that they all sing. The Brownies have lots of fun at their meetings and they also learn many use- ful things. At Christmas they made net stockings and filled them with toys for the poor families. On February 19th a Brownie Rally was held at Broadway-St. Stephen's Church. Each of the packs present put on a little play. Our Brownies enacted the story of the Tar Baby. They did very well and were asked to repeat it for Mrs. Semmens, the Winnipeg Divi- sion District Commissioner. At the beginning of the year our Brown Owl, Miss Wellband, had to re- sign, but her place was exceptionally 20 VOX FLUMINIS well filled by our new Brown Owl, Mrs. Griffiths. She is assisted by Iris Norman, our Tawny Owl. We hope that the Brownies will keep up their good work and that Riverbend will always be proud of them. I.N. THE SIXTY-FIFTH GUIDE COMPANY UR 65th Company, this year, hasn't been as successful as it might have been, and I feel that we aren't getting much support from the girls. Don't people join Guides for the common good rather than for their own sakes? But we do have fun! We are planning many new things for the coming weeks -meetings and Cthe greatest thing of allb tea outside. Miss Law, our Captain since Septem- ber, has unfortunately been unable to join us for the last few Tuesdays, but Miss Kernigan, with the help of Miss Johnston, has kindly agreed to take Miss Law's place until she returns. And so, all those who could be Guides we ask you to help us build up a com- pany that Riverbend may be glad to own! A.M.C. .l -.... . GRADUATION DAY HE band is playing! The sun is streaming down. People are begin- ning to arrive looking so very sum- mery in pale greens and blues. The first grads are coming. What a thrill to wear that long white dress and carry those fiowers. Don't they look beautiful? They are so graceful, so calm, so cool, but oh - What time is it? Are your knees shaking as mine are? What if I should trip on the stairs? With which hand do you shake hands? Oh, it's so hot. Is my nose shiny? Is my hair all right? These flowers are so' heavy. On which arm do you hold them? Is it time to go up? Excitement! Quivers in every voice, shivers up every spine, tremours in every heart. The bell goes. A hush falls. The music begins and up the school marches-ah! but the grads don't march-they move in a graceful procession to soft music. The prize giving is over. What comes next? Tea-not yet, you grads, there are the clicks of a few cameras first of all. The band has started up again. The horns are booming and blaring to a pulsing rhythm. You find you are walk- ing with a swing in your step. Excite- ment is still in the air, but it has changed -it's not the tense, tremorous, mysteri- ous excitement that went with the cere- monies in the gym, but it's an excite- ment that makes you want to laugh and smile and later, maybe, weep. The youngsters are stuffing ice cream, the grads are being snapped and congrat- ulated, people are moving continually. Everyone is here that you know-so many handshakes, so many smiles, so much happiness. And then they begin to go-a few at a time, but gradually the laughter is less loud, the tables of tea and cakes are empty, the sun is past its prime, the air is cooler, the sea-gulls are crying over the river and you may have a tear too many in your eye. M.G.S. JUNIOR PLAYS AVIN G just seen the Junior plays, we really feel that Garbo will soon have to look out for her rights, and that Riverbend at any time could turn into a Hollywood. This impression was con- veyed to us by the acting in the fairy play Candytuft, directed by Mrs. Price and Miss Crawshaw. The threes and fours quite made us forget it Was a fairy tale, so rapt did we become in the enthralling romance of Candytuft CJoan Thomson! , and the Prince CSher- ry Carruthersb, protege of the beauti- ful fairy queen CMary Elizabeth J uddb . The fives and sixes combined educa- tion with entertainment in their play, the Red River Settlers, presented by Miss Burns, finishing up with the lighter Robinhood. In short, the afternoon of April 13th was a thoroughly delightful one, thanks to the ability of the River- bend Juniors. P.C. VOX FLUMINIS 21 THE HALLOWE-EN PARTIES HAT time of year is better loved than autumn? For at the end of October is the children's festival- Hallowe'en. Just what event Hallowe'en is supposed to commemorate no one knows unless it is to celebrate the glorious autumn season. For weeks be- fore Hallowe'en the school was filled with secret meetings, much whisper- ings and sudden outbursts of giggles. Grades I, II, and III joined forces for their party in the living-room, while IV, V. and VI celebrate-d in the dining- room in the afternoon. Most of the costumes were quite original and the rooms were decorated to carry out the Hallowe'en spirit. The same evening the senior school made merry in the gym. The school was alive with witches and skeletons who peered coyly around doors or through windows while fat pumpkins smiled at the fun from vantage points around the room. Soon' the gym was filled with people in many different and colorful costumes. Our familiar chums were hidden behind grease-paint or masks. The Grand Parade started the evening and gave everyone an oppor- tunity of seeing all the costumes. The class skits were next, and the intervals between acts were pleasantly filled with dancing. The initiation which followed provoked much laughter at the expense of the new girls. After several dances the party ended with refreshments. Hallowe'en was over for another year. J .V. -11 UNE SOIREE DU FRANCAIS A soiree francaise avait lieu ven- ' dredi soir le 25 mars at huit heures. Beaucoup d'ecoliers sont venues. Nous avons commence par jouer des jeux. Le premier jeu etait tres' drole. Un morceau de papier etait epingle sur votre dos. Sur le morceau de papier etait un nom celebre peut etre Hitler ou Shirley Temple. Vous devriez de- vener votre nom. Apres cela, nous avons joue beaucoup d'autres jeux. Le deuxieme divertissement a com- mence par des chansons francais. En- suite nous avons fait les actions de Sur le Pont. . Le troisieme divertissement etait un petit dialogue. Le nom du dialogue etait Un Pique-Niquef' Le dialogue etait joue par deux eleves de Grade VIII. Ensuite nous avons eu des rafrai- chissements et apres les rafraichisse- ments, nous avons danse jusqu'a dix heures. Nous nous sommes bien amuses ce soir-la. M.K. THE LILAC TEA N a bright sunny afternoon early last June, with all the lilacs in bloom, each house in its respective cor- ner decorated its tables with the colors. The home cooking and flower tables, as well as the fish pond in the summer- house, were busy all afternoon. The little messengers were kept on the run steadily and everyone had a delightful time. M.H. THE WICKED WANG-PAH HIS was the interesting title given the Intermediate play presented on last December 17th. Under the capable directing ability of Miss Sheffield, this Chinese fantasy proved a welcome di- version from a week of strenuous study. In the title role Barbara Ann King quickly captured our intense dislike in her portrayal of the evil usurperg while Marjorie Kehm, as the demure Mo-Lan, won sympathy for the cruel misfortunes which were hers. Shirley Pinfold, the Viceroy of the Province, accomplished with fiuency long words which continu- ally rolled forth from that portly noble. Marguerite McDonald, with her sweet singing and also her brave action, be- came in truth the hero of the play. Mention must be made of the costumers and of those in charge of properties- Gloria Brown, Barbara South, and Joyce Johnston-whose skill was revealed in the sea-garden act and the jail scene, as well as the dance of the moon-god- esses. It would be impossible to omit 22 ' VOX FLUMINIS the supreme monstrous dragon com- posed of Betty Best, Doris Moscarella, Shelagh Lear, and Helen McLean. The first of these was responsible for the beastis words of wisdom which re- placed the customary fire and smoke, while the latter provided a comical exit for the dragon. To Ann Colyer, who as the Chorus Man, exhibited her skill as an actress-we bow in deep admiration. Others in the cast were: Phyllis Hun- ter, Joan Harris, June Lear, Winnifred R. Mclntyre, Ruth Wilkinson, Marion Booth, Joan Sanderson, Elynor Crapper, Betty Jo McCarten, Janet Edgar, Carol Dahl, Margaret Winstanley, Joan Fran- cis, Audrey Tritt, Mona Shirley Paget, Marni Brooks, Florence McCurdy, Vir- ginia R. George, Elizabeth Gilchrist, Maureen Knights, Lorna Aikins, Esther Stronach, Doris Pelkey, Mary Carpen- ter, and Mary E. Edgar. C.H. THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH T happened, yes it did happen-on the evening of February 22nd, when the Cricket chirped softly into my ear the story of his life on the Hearth. He narrated it to me in his cheery way, as he did to so many other people in the crowded hall of Riverbend. The first person to appear in the Cricketis life was the faithful Story- teller, who acted as a true Dickens' character throughout his lengthy part. Dot and John Perrybingle, Tillie, the Baby, and Boxer, together, made up the happy scene typical of the quaint home life of which the Cricket grew so fond. Tackleton, the gruff toy merchant, up- set this happiness for a'while by his false accusations and disagreeable na- ture. Caleb and his poor blind daughter, Bertha, two pathetic characters, strug- gled through life as cheerfully as their wretched home and poor means per- mitted. Imperious Mrs. Fielding added a touch of humor, and her comely daughter, May, became the charming wife of Edward, now no longer the mysterious old gentleman. There were times fthe Cricket told meh when he didn't know what would have happened if thoughtful hands hadn't put the cribbage board or ger- anium plant where they were expected. He told me how much everybody en- joyed the extra bung-hole at the other end of the beer-keg. Then during the dinner when somebody forgot her cue, there was a pause. Suddenly the voice of Caleb boomed out, Have some more beer, John! This unexpected gener- osity compelled John to help himself. All ran smoothly after that. When the last chapter was happily finished and as the curtain slowly fell, I overheard the Cricket chirping softly to himself. Chirp the first- for the actors, Chirp the second- for all those who fitted out my home and made my friends look so real. Chirp the third-- for the one who directed us. Thus saith the Cricket. C.B. THE LIBRARY WANT to read this. Doesn't it look good? Oh, there are so many books here I want to read-so many new ones that I've heard about and wanted to read, and now here is the chance. That is what is being said in our library very frequently these days. The many new and interesting books are a great stimulus to the library business. The crisp new pages and the crackling stiff covers are so inviting, you find yourself practically compelled to take a book off the shelf. You begin to look at it and it attracts you to such an extent that you decide you simply cannot rest until you have read it to the last page. We are grateful to the kind friends who have been so generous to the lib- rary this year. May we especially thank Mrs. Douglas MacKay, Mr. and Mrs. J. R. Murray, Miss Palk, and Mrs. N. E. South for their beautiful gifts. Among our own Riverbenders Miss Gregory, Betty Newcombe, Margaret Powell, VOX FLUMINIS 23 Margaret Graban, Pat and Peggy Mur- ray, Roberta Jean McQueen, Winnifred Ruth McIntyre, Louie Leistikow, and Kathleen Richardson know how much their contributions were appreciated. About twenty-iive senior girls have worked well and faithfully in the lib- rary at different times during the year and their assistance has been most wel- come. M.G.S. HOUSE NOTES HIS fall, with a larger enrolment in the school, it was decided that a new house should be formed. From each grade a certain number of girls drew by ballot for membership in this new house. At the first meetings held by the four houses an election of oflicers took place. In the new house not only were officers elected but a name was chosen by the new members, Nelson Nelson was chosen because it was a fort in Manitoba, just as were the other houses. Dark-blue and light-blue be- came the colors, reminding us of the old school colors. Douglas, Garry, Nelson, and York were unable to hold their annual house picnics last fall, because of the weather conditions. At Christmas time the houses sent out the usual hampers to needy families, and all were gratefully received. During the winter term house com- petition became very keen. The com- ing term, with its many outstanding events such as inter-house basketball play-offs, swimming meet, sports' day, and the lilac tea, is being eagerly awaited. R.J.M., C.B., M.H., M.B. . 1 SCHOOL CALENDAR 3rd Term-1936-37 Apr. '5-Maurine Stuart's recital. Apr. 7-School re-opened. Apr. 24-Miss Carter's tea for Marjorie . Gardiner and Marjorie Mc- Kinnell. Apr. 28-The Marjories left for the Coronation. Apr. 30-Junior Plays. May 7-Roller skating party. May 12-The Coronation. May 14-Old Girls' Day. May 19--Swimming Meet June 1--Lilac Tea. June 9-Kindergarten Closing. Grade X luncheon for the graduates. June 10-Dance for graduates. June 11-Closing and Prize giving. 1st Term-1937-38 Sept. 9--School re-opened. Oct. 30-Halloweien parties. Nov. 19-Basketball game with Rupers- land. Dec. 3-Basketball game with St. Mary's. Dec. 17--Grades 7, 8 and 9 play. Dec. 21-Christmas holidays. 2nd Term-1937-38 Jan. 7-School re-opened. Jan. 15-Old Girls' Luncheon. Feb. 18-Miss Johannsen's lecture Feb. 19-Alumnae Tea. Feb. 22-Grade 10 play. Mar. 4-Basketball game with St. Mary's. Mar. ll-French Party. Mar. 17-Basketball game with the Old Girls. Mar. 22-The Gymn display. Apr. 6-Coronation movies. Apr. 12-Junior Plays. Apr. 13-Easter Holidays. - THE OVERSEAS EDUCATIONAL LEAGUE CORONATION TOUR PRIL 28, 1937, the day I had long y looked forward to, had arrived. The hours passed quickly and soon we were at the station where we found a large crowd had gathered to bid Bon Voyage to the Winnipeg girls leaving to join the Overseas Educational League Coronation Tour. The schools were well represented and the train pulled out amid hearty songs and cheers from classmates and friends. The great ad- venture had begun! Our train arrived late at its destina- 24 VOX FLUMINIS tion, Montreal, and there was barely time to greet our friends before we were hurried aboard the Duchess of Athol. Marjorie McKinnell and I found ourselves in a cabin with two girls from Ontario Ladies College, Whitby. The following days passed quickly, some- times pleasantly and due to sea-sick- ness, sometimes not so pleasantly. There were movies, concerts, deck games and group meetings to fill our days. Our first sight of land was Greenoch, Scotland. The following morning we docked at Liverpool and as you can well imagine there was great excite- ment. We boarded the train for Lon- don immediately and from the station there we were taken to a house in Tor- rington Square. The first evening in London we at- tended an illustrated Coronation lec- ture at the County Hall. After seeing pictures of the Coronation of King George V and Queen Mary, we were welcomed to England by Major Ney. Sunday afternoon we attended a beauti- ful service in St. Paul's Cathedral. Monday morning began our busy time in London. First, we visited Whip- snade Zoo. Our other visit that day was made to the General Post Office. The following day, May 12, was the highlight of our trip, but I will leave it to Marjorie McKinnell to tell you about it. One afternoon we visited St. Nicholas Church, Compton, one of the oldest in England, part of it having been built in Saxon times. Another afternoon we visited the British Broadcasting Studios. Two very important services were the Youth Rally at Royal Albert Hall where H.R.H. the Duke of Gloucester and Prime Minister Baldwin spoke to us, and the Service of Youth at West- minster Abbey, where the Archbishop of Canterbury spoke to us. On one other occasion we had an op- portunity of visiting the Abbey. This time thirty of us were entertained at tea by Mrs. Bulloch, the Abbey organ- ist's wife. While we were there we were allowed to visit the Abbey Mu- seum. Another day was spent visiting the historical Hampton Court Palace, Wolsey, and then Kew Gardens. The hydrangea were in full bloom making the grounds a beautiful sight to behold. Next we saw the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace from within the gates. Another day we were given the unusual privilege of seeing Big Ben at close quarters. One week-end we spent in the historical town of Canterbury and visited the cathedral for two or three hours. On the 28th day of May we set off to spend the to the different schools next three weeks of our visit overseas. being able to I was very fortunate in go to Cheltenham Ladies' College which is considered one of the finest,English boarding schools. Of the nine hundred girls in the school, six hundred were boarders. They were divided into houses which were in the vicinity of the main school building, each house containing thirty or forty girls. Every morning with the exception of Sunday morning, the entire school attended classes and with exception of two afternoons a week, they were allowed to study in their own houses. The classes I found very similar to our own here and I was soon doing home- work. Every Saturday afternoon each house went, usually, on a picnic to the Cotswold Hills. One morning we were taken to Strat- ford-on-Avon where we visited Anne Hathaway's Cottage and saw Cym- beline played in the new Shakespeare Memorial Theatre. Another afternoon we visited the remains of an old Roman Villa at Chedworth. Another time we visited Tewkesbury and another time, Tintern Abbey. From Cheltenham on the 17th of June we went to London where we joined the whole group and set off for Eastbourne, one of England's beautiful sea-side resorts. At Eastbourne we spent a week of sea-bathing, hiking on the downs, horseback riding and at- tending band concerts on the pier. In the afternoons we- were entertained by the different schools there. It was dur- ing this week that we went to London VOX FLUMINIS 25 for a day to attend the Garden Party at Buckingham Palace. Marjorie and I were very fortunate in being two of the few who received invitations. On June 24 our week at Eastbourne came to an end and those of us who stayed after the tour was over said good-bye to the girls who left for Southampton to sail home. The following three weeks, our last in England, Marjorie and I spent with her relatives in Northampton. During our stay there we visited Kenilworth and Warwick Castle. We were also for- tunate to be able to see the State Apart- ments and the Queen's Doll House at Windsor Castle. Some of the days we spent bicycling around the country- side and other days picnicking and hiking. So passed our last days in England and on the 16th of July we left Liver- pool on the Duchess of Bedford for home. MARJORIE GARDINER, '38, Douglas Hall. THE CORONATION AY 12, 1937. We were awakened at three a.m. to find it was very dark and dismal. It was also quite misty,-real London weather. The question even came to our minds whether it was worth while getting up, but this day was to be the climax of our trip, so, despite our sleepiness, we jumped out of bed. We hurriedly dressed and after a big breakfast we started out. The streets were unusually quiet and what amused us was to see so many people sleeping on the pave- ments. As we looked we realized how fortunate we were in having excellent seats provided for us. As we had to stand fo-r some time it felt nice to get to our seats at last and sit down. The Canadian boys arrived soon, looking very smart in grey fiannels and red blazers with caps and ties the same as ours. ' Suddenly the gates were opened and shivery thrills ran through our bodies as we realized that the procession was starting. Most of this has been so well described in our papers that I am afraid I cannot do it justice. The brilliant colors and the- splendor of the uni- forms seemed even more intense on this dull day. The first coaches and automobiles contained members of the Royal Family and representatives of foreign powers. Then came the prime ministers. Natu- rally the carriage bearing Mr. Mac- kenzie King, surrounded by Royal Ca- nadian Mounted Police, drew thunder- ous applause from our section. At last came the golden, royal coach, bearing the King and Queen. They really looked like people out of a story-book riding in this beautiful carriage. Long after they had passed we could hear the roar of applause in the distance. The time seemed to pass very quickly until the procession began its home- ward journey. It had barely started when a heavy rain set in. However, de- spite the downpour, the crowd re- mained in a good humor. It was very funny to see the Canadian boys with the red dye from their caps running down their faces. The return procession was much the same as the former, except for the addi- tion of Queen Mary. looking extremely beautiful. She is so regal-every inch a Queen. Lastly came the royal coach with their majesties, now wearing their sparkling crowns. Some of the crowd began to leave but we stayed to see the Royal Party come out on the balcony. When they finally did, the noise was terrific. After screaming ourselves hoarse, and being soaked through we decided to go home. After satisfying that hollow feeling we listened to the King's speech over the radio. It was hard to realize that this day was over but we didn't ponder long. We were worn out and went to bed where we could dream about the glorious things we had seen and heard. A few days later we attended the first Youth Rally at Albert Hall. Seven thousand boys and girls from the Em- pire were there. The two most inter- esting events of the evening were ad- 26 VOX FLUMINIS dresses by the Duke of Gloucester and Stanley Baldwin. It was immensely thrilling to be in the centre of this World Wide Youth Movement. The next day was another resem- bling that of the Coronation. Early in the morning we departed for Bucking- ham Palace where we watched the King and Queen begin the State Drive. I can't truly say that we saw the King' and Queen, for five- limousines left the palace and we didn't know in which their majesties were sitting. After this we went to Westminster Abbey for another Youth Service, con- ducted by the Archbishop of Canter- bury. We sat in the seats formerly oc- cupied by the peeresses at the Corona- tion. In the transept opposite was a lovely stained glass window. The sun shone through it in a myriad of colors onto St. E'dward's Chair. This chair, which always looks so hard in pictures had a golden cushion on it that appeared very luxurious and comfortable. Suddenly the rumor was spread around that we were to see Queen Mary. After the ceremony we were led by a police escort to Marlborough House. It was great fun having the police hold up traffic for us. While we were waiting in the court- yard the Queen returned from a drive. She stepped out of the car onto a thick blue rug before us. She was dressed in a silvery gray gown and cloak, em- broidered with silver beads. Major and Mrs. Ney spoke to her and then we were instructed to file by and curtsy. Most of us were out of practice so you can imagine how we felt. Then we were privileged to wander about the beautiful gardens and admire the flowers, also see the famous dog grave-yard begun by Queen Alexandra and containing several of her dogs. It was with great reluctance that we fin- ally had to leave this lovely place. Before long we had to leave the ex- citing and romantic city of London. The next three intriguing weeks of our trip were spent in the Perse School for Girls in Cambridge. Of course I at- tended school too, but only in the morn- ings and I didn't'have to do any prep. The girls were all very friendly and eager to learn about Canada. While I was there I found very little difference in the school work except for their su- periority in languages. The English teacher, however, told me that she thought we were farther advanced in grammar. Towards the end of our trip, another very important 'day arrived, the day on which Marjorie Gardiner and I at- tended a Royal Garden Party at Buck- ingham Palace. We went to London from Eastbourne and we spent the morning and afternoon shopping. At four o'clock we departed for the palace. The driver of our taxi would not drive us right in as there was too large a crowd, so he let us out in front of the gates. We were too scared to go in! We stood arguing for some time and finally a policeman held a path through the crowd and we walked in very nerv- ously. We felt very silly in our plain skirts and blazers among all the frills and flounces. Soon we found we were two of the ten thousand people in the garden. We were wandering about when suddenly a path was cleared in the crowd for the Queen. We naturally pushed to the front row. The Queen passed less than a foot from us. We heard her speak to several people and her voice sounded soft and sweet. Following her came the two little princesses, dressed in em- broidered organdy frocks with sun- bonnets to match. They are very tiny, much smaller than you'd imagine, but they are very pretty and doll-like. We stood for about half an hour against a rope, stretched around the table of food and watched the Royal Party eat. Then they returned to the Palace and the band played God Save the King. Many people spoke to us because of our uniforms. We were really glad then that we had worn them. We left shortly afterwards and caught our train back to Eastbourne. It had been a won- derful day. CContinued on page 48D VOX FLUMINIS 27 .'llllllllllllllllllilllllllll: I ... .--.- . l ....... ..... I I 1 llllllllllllllllllllllllllll 1 1 I I I llllllllllllllllllllllllllllli T0 CHOPIN'S RAINDROP PRELUDE HE raindrops fell incessantly that night, The winds grieved round the ancient monastery, The air was dank with death and mystery, And gave his agony no brief respite. He writhed in pain to hear the funeral rite Of friars singing a last obsequy, The music in his pent-up soul broke free And music flowed with e'er increasing might. Oh noble chant that was of madness born Who knows the art that comes from out despair! We know not what great heights we can attain! When we have reached the depths and are forlorn And weary with our way so full of care We may have all that is in life to gain PAT MURRAY, '38 Garrv Hall PEGGY MURRAY 38 Douglas Hall AND THE JURY SAID GUILTY And the jury said guilty. Sure he was guilty-guilty as hell-and ' yet-well, judge for yourself. FF 3 T couldn't happen, not to him-it couldn't, it was a horrible dream. Mary-their new little house--the radio -other chaps had lost their jobs, but to happen to him-it couldn't! He was getting on of course-that was it-he was a weary forty-nine-that new young chap J ones-no wonder the firm had kept him on-more push-more zip. Damn it, could he help it if he was forty-nine and had had to work too long and too hard? If only Jones had never come-he was happy till then- it was all his f--. No-mustn't blame Jones-nice enough young chap-had had him to dinner-Mary liked him too -nice enough young fellow. This heat -that was it-the heat-he couldn't think-it choked you, that's what it did -burned you-dried you up-these sul- try August days in New York--they oppressed you, drove you crazy, Oh III SI! God! No work-how'd he tell Mary- be cheerful, that was it. Oh Mary, laid off-temporarily Cthat was ith temporarily, soon be able to find some- thing else-no need to worry. No need to worry--God! This heat-it burned with a sickening singeing to your very core - heat - worry - Mary. Mary - there was a wife-she'd understand. What was he going to- tell her? Oh yes- Mary dear, laid OH, temporarily -no need to worry, but getting on you know, haha, getting on-these young chaps, more push, more zip, I guess, but don't worry. No job, unemployed, tramp the streets. Forty-nine Sir, but fit as a fiddle. Heat, that sun, August, no job, Mary. Home at last Mary dear. Oh he was sick at heart, but she'd com- fort him, she'd understand. Up the steps -would'nt be long now-- Mary Csharp- lyb Mary. And then he saw! It couldn't 28 VOX FLUMINIS be! His Mary, his wife in Jones' arms. Jones who had stolen his job, now stolen his wife-here he was jobless- wifeless-while Jones stood smug with Mary-his Mary-in his arms. He'd show Jones-he'd show him! Kill him! Kill him! It was over. 41 :If Sk wk And the jury said guilty. Sure he was guilty-guilty as hell-and yet . . . PEGGY CAMPBELL, Grade XII, Douglas Hall. THE MOUSE 0nce there was a little house, In it lived a little mouse. He scampered all the livelong day, Then at night he ran away. He was back again at seven And he worked until eleven, And he stored his food away To have enough for another day. JOAN Ross, Grade V, D-ouglas Hall. , MICHAELO Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build them up with wofrn-out tools. ICHAELO ANGELO, struggling artist and sculptor, lived in a hot, dusty tenement in the Bohemian section of the city. I had often visited his rooms while making my by-monthly rounds. To-day I was to resume my duties again after a really delightful summer vacation by which I had es- caped the still, hovering mugginess of New York in July. September was a heavenly month-friendly sun-light filtering through the thick foliage, fresh, exhilarating breezes, opaque skies, and warm, dreamy noon hours. I was returning from lunch to re- port for afternoon duty at the clinic. Life seemed glorious, heavenly, and worth living. My heart was light as I stopped to buy some daisies from an old decrepit woman on the corner. My Hrst call was at the Angelo's, that large, happy family of Italians. As I climbed the rickety stairs that led to their rooms I remembered that Michaelo had been working on a beautiful marble statue which he had intended to be his masterpiece. He hoped that it would be accepted for the Exhibition sponsored by the American Art Society which was to be held here in New York during the latter part of October. I sincerely hoped it would be accepted. The Angelo's certainly needed money, but if Michaelo's work was accepted the honor of it would gratify him more than anything so material as money. -KIPLING. I was still wondering whether or not the statue had been finished yet when I tapped lightly on the dilapi- dated door. No one responded so I turned the handle cautiously and walked in. Everything was bare and quiet. Strange, I thought. All was unbearably still and deserted. N o mu- sical childish voices issued forth from the corner of the room where the younger Angelos played. After a quick survey of the room I conceded that the children must have gone to the park. Just then I heard a slight noise from the next room. I peeped into the room -there was Michaelo seated on an old chair, his head between his hands. He looked up calmly as if he had quite expected someone. I sensed trouble immediately and asked quietly what the trouble was. In his broken, simple English he told me that his statue had been finished and packed safely, but when the men who were carrying it down the stairs slipped and fell, the statue had been smashed to bits. There had been a terrific crash! That was all! Nothing could be done about it. I knew that Michaelo cared terribly but his 'outward appearance was one of calmness and serenity. The dis- appointment that was stofred inside of him showed itself in his sad melan- choly eyes. The words of Kipling's poem If came to me then. VOX FLUMINIS 29 Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. Michaelo, like Kipling's pattern of a man had to begin again and with the sme ambition, same perseverance, and same patience build up his dream. He seemed older now, and the road to success would seem longer and dustier to him, but next time he would reach the top of this much be-travelled road victorious! ELoIsE EDMOND, '39, Douglas Hall. A DOG'S LIFE LEFT' my diary in the city so I have been unable to write till now, be- cause I never thought of writing it down on paper and copying it out later. Anyway, here are some of my adventures. I called for Pug this morning, but he was still eating breakfast when I got there, so I helped him finish, though, of course, against his will. When this was done we ambled out of his yard, down the sidewalk to- wards Bing's house. He is my best friend next to Pug. Pug is a fat, old codger, with no teeth, and Bing is a spaniel with two large ears. We then raced over to our enemy's house, and dug up all his bones. Finding this of little amusement, we went over to a kind old lady's house who always gives us something to eat. Today she gave Pug and Bing bones, and me a little milk. Being annoyed at this, I took half of Pug's bone when we were outside again. We had a fight over it and my mistress tied me up as punishment. THE NEXT DAY I am no longer tied up by a rope, and I am occupying the yard now. It is fenced off from the driveway, with a wire fence, so that I can look through it. In the very far corner of my yard there is a tree, and exactly eleven inches south-east is buried the nicest bone. I intend to dig it up one of these days and will it be nice and wormy. In the north-east and south- west corners are' likewise bones, but in the north-west corner I have a trea- sure, really a treasure. There is a can which is buried and in it, under the lid, are four of my baby teeth, a de- cayed rubber ball, and a dead bird, and it is very mouldy. Today I had ever so much fun. I escaped from my yard, the bread- man let me out. I walked down Gros- venor almost to the end of the street until I found a big dog playing with a rubber bone. We immediately made friends. I went with him till we came to a garage. Here he told me that they were having a debate, the question be- ing whether Irishmen are better than Scotchmen or not. As I am Scotch I immediately pointed out that the Scotch were not stingy, that they were wonderful people and were much cleverer than the Irish. Getting im- patient, he told me most rudely to stop and get out at once. Then he started bunting me. I immediately dropped down and refused to budge an inch and I put up a good fight. Then, much to my amazement, he fairly screamed with joy because he had a new point. The Scotch have ability to resist! Well, good-bye for now, Dear Diary, for Pug wants me to meet him and go out to play. BARBARA ANNE KING, Grade VIII, Douglas Hall. A TYPICAL SCHOOLGIRL'S TELEPHONE CONVERSATION ELLO? . . . Oh, Hi Molly! . . . Where was I today? Well, I had a very bad cold so I decided I'd better stay home. Cough, Cough, See? What show did I go to? Why, Molly, I said I had a cold-well, as a matter of fact, I did feel well enough to run down town this afternoon and see the Motor Show, and who do you s'pose I almost bumped into? Three guesses . . . No . . . Yes! . . . and me without my beret and chewing gum. Boy! You couldn't see me for dust! . . . What's new? . . . Don't tell me she's changed her hair again! Honest, that girl never 30 VOX FLUMINIS seems to be able to make up her mind. What's it like? . . . Page Boy? Well, that's nothing new . . . Oh, another doo-dad on top, eh? That makes three, now . . . Hey, get oi the phone! . . . No, I wasn't speaking to you, Molly, somebody was on the downstairs phone. Oh, by the way, what French did we have? Oh, no, don't bother telling me, I forgot I had been away today so I couldn't possibly know my homework, could I? . . . Say, have you seen the Green's new Cadillac . . . Isn't it a honey? Radio and everything! . . . O.K., Mom, I'll be off the phone in a jiff! . . . Mother says my bath's run- ning over .... What? . . . A History exam, tomorrow! Jiminy Crickets, I forgot all about it! . . . Gee, will I ever have to cram! . . . Bye, Molly, see you tomorrow! SIDNEY FLANDERS, '39, York Hall. -l- SING A SONG OF GRADE X Sing a song of Riverbend In the room they call Grade Ten, Four and twenty giggly girls, Each one looking for her pen. When the classroom door is closed And the girls are left to chatter, Is it 'not an easy thing To soon produce a clatter? Girls at once begin to argue, Let's have heat! No, we shall not! Coming down the hall, Miss Carter, Easily hears them almost shout. Then she opens wide the door, To her surprise she finds again, Four and twenty giggly girls Each one looking for her pen. MARGARET BENNETT, 39, York Hall. .l THE STORY OF BILLY NCE upon a time there was a little boy named Billy, and he could hardly wait for the next morning to come. It would be Easter Sunday and Billy wanted to stay awake to see the Easter rabbit. His mother said to him, Billy, you cannot stay awake, be- cause the Easter rabbit will not come and give you any eggs. So Billy went to sleep, and while he was asleep the Easter rabbit came in and brought a big basket with colored eggs in it. When Billy woke up he got a big surprise. He was so happy to see all the colored eggs that the Easter rabbit had brought him. GAIL GRAHAM, Grade IV, I Garry Hall. FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND HE old stone tower stood apart from the cottage on a small hill over- looking the lake. Its stones were cov- ered with moss, the windows were broken and the sagging door creaked on its hinges, disturbing the peace of its surroundings. We loved to walk down to this line old tower and spend many happy hours there. After frequent visits to the tower we felt it belonged to us. One fine day we decided to have our lunch at this spot. We took a hamper of sandwiches, Coco-Cola, and fruit. As we approached the sandy path to the door, Mary stopped still with a puzzled expression and looked at a queer mark in the sand. It almost looked like a human footprint but it was too small and there were no toe prints. We walked around the tower but could find no other clue. Then we went inside and looked around but we saw nothing. Timidly we tip- toed up the stairway, hand in hand, and peeked into the tower attic, but we saw nothing. After having a second glance around the attic we walked bravely down the staircase. We were both feeling strange by this time and decided it would be more pleasant to eat outside than in. We found the hamper where we had placed it. Mary picked up a sandwich and exclaimed that there was no lettuce in it. I had made it myself and had put a leaf in each one. We were both puzzled over this sece ond mystery when we heard a shrill cry. We couldn't tell where it came from. We looked up at the tower in consternation, but could see nothing. VOX FLUMINIS 31 We were both staring at each other in blank amazement when we spied Mrs. James hastening to us, waving her arms and crying, Have you seen him, my darling Fuzzy. Does you Fuzzy leave queer marks in the sand and eat lettuce out of sand- wiches? I inquired. Once more the shrill cry was re- peated, followed by a lot of mutterings. We glanced up into the old tree near- by and there, from the topmost branches of the old tree, hung Fuzzy, Mrs. J ames' pet monkey! BARBARA SOUTH, '40, Douglas Hall. .ii- DREAMLAND Mother comes in every night, And tucks us in real snug and tight, Then to dreamland fast we go, We have such fun there as you know. Then, when the dawn of another day Brings us home, when 'we want to stay, We do not mind, but dance and hum, For to-night dreamland again will come. MARGARET WINSTANLEY, Grade VIII, York Hall. CFor no apparent reason, the language of the ancients seems to appeal greatly to our present Grade XII. As child specialists have assured us that re- pression of any kind is harmful to this modern generation, we are presenting two attemptsbz ICY STREETS OME, let us arise, we have tarried long and the shades of eventide fall fast. The roads are slippery. Be ye therefore careful lest thou crashest into another vehicle. Then Mother spake unto us saying, Cursed be the man who driveth not with care for surely evil shall befall him. We answered unto her, So be it, oh little Mother. And it came to pass when we had de- parted from thence, it grew dark and the lights shone upon the icy streets and verily we were blinded. Then the words of our Mother came unto us and we were no longer filled with fear of the ice for we drove with great care. BETH WILLSON, Grade XII, Nelson Hall. WALKING - As John Bunyan Might Say It ALKING is a good thing. It doth serve for the betterment of man's physical being and his moral disposi- tion. Therefore is .it delightful and should be practised. For God smiles on what doth give a cheerful pleasure and a happy time, nor doth He frown on it. Some are there who have wished for evil things and wicked, but God doth not smile on these. It is best that ye go out into the world of Nature and see the lilies of the field, the fowls of the air, and the Lord's wonders. There- fore, ye God-fearing ones, walk. PEGGY CAMPBELL, Grade VII, Douglas Hall. . SHIIAN VALLEY T WAS the spring of eighteen hun- dred and seventy. The trails were again open for the adventurous pioneers who founded this new Dominion. The heavy snows of winter had melted, fill- ing many swamps, ditches, and low- lands with an overflow of water, making many places very difficult to pass through. However, this difficulty did not seem to worry settlers as the trails were filled with creaking, swaying, top- heavy covered wagons. Their white canvas billowing in the wind looked as if they were white Sentinels acting as a truce to any oncoming enemy. In some of the happier moments of the train a great chorus could be heard ac- companied by banjos strumming out the old favorite, Oh Susanna, and many other western favorites. How- ever, their life was not all a life of pleasure as you will notice as the story continues. The wagon train of which I'm about to relate the story consisted of 32 VOX FLUMINIS g twenty-four wagons, each wagon being accompanied by two guards. Eight men on horseback brought up the rear while twelve went in the lead. Two scouts went further ahead to look for Indian signs or any other danger that might threaten the train. At night the wagons were stationed in a circle so as to make a barricade to nightly invaders. Night watches went on and off in shifts. This particular night as the train was in In- dian country no fires were allowed and the settlers had to be satisfied with a cold, stale supper. The train had been on the trail for two weeks and was nearing exhaustion. Fort St. Charles, their destination, was still twenty miles away and that par- ticular territory was one of the wild- est. The atmosphere of the whole camp was very tense as they knew that dan- ger lurked in every thicket. A great deal of care had to be taken in defence as Indians signs had been reported by the scouts during the day. Night senti- nels were doubled. Orders were Sil- ence, Ammunition Readyf' Everyone was ready for a fight, although some thought a few shots would scare away the red devils. The unearthly silence continued until four o'clock in the morning when the red men launched a fierce attack. Every brave was armed to the teeth with Indian weapons and fiercely painted with hideous colors. This tribe, the Shiian, really intended to wipe out the white men who were so boldly crossing their territory. In one of McPherson's wagons, Jane was dressing her father's wound and was thinking very seriously of the whole situation. Many men were wounded and ammunition was running low-they would be able to hold out only a few days more. Something had to be done at once or the whole train would be massacred. There was one chance. She had to take it over if it meant her life. Jane clothed herself in leather breeches and riding boots, armed herself with two guns and pre- pared her father's other wagon. Just at daybreak, when the firing and volleys of poisoned arrows had ceased for an instant, Jane took this opportunity of frightening her horses so that they bolted right into a passing herd of buffalo crossing the plain. Many ar- rows ripped through the canvas but failed to reach her crouched person in the front of the wagon. The buffalo divided and left a considerable space between themselves and the wagon, saving the horses from being trampled down. The Indians were forced to give up the chase as they would have been gored to death the instant they had entered the herd. When Jane finally came to, the horses were idly walking along a road andit was the clip-clap of their feet on the hard beaten road that had finally brought Jane to her senses. The race across the plain had been too much for her and when the wagon had given a sudden jolt she had collapsed into a great blackness. As her senses finally returned she knew that this road must be near the fort, as hard beaten roads were scarce in those days. As Jane's wagon topped the next hill, Fort St. Charles could be seen in the distance. The horses seemed to understand as they quickened their steps before she gave the command. When Jane reached the fort she was so fatigued that it was all she could do to explain to the General that the cavalry was needed in Shiian Valley. Not depending on anyone else to find the train, Jane her- self led them by the shortest route to the besieged train. With the sight of the long procession of cavalry the In- dians seemed to know they would be defeated and slunk off into the sur- rounding woods. With the cavalry as a guard, the train continued the last part of their journey in safety. At the forte the wounded were taken care of and the families made comfortable. Jane was highly praised and honored by the Gen- eral and given a magnificent black horse in return for her great service. After this adventure Jane was given the name of Calamity Jane and in later years was known as one of the great pioneer women of the west. BETTY LAIDLAW, '38, Garry Hall. VOX FLUMINIS 33 A RABBIT NCE upon a time I went for a walk in the woods. I saw lovely wild flowers and birds. I was looking at them when I. heard a little noise. I was startled, but when I looked, I saw a little rabbit. He was caught in a trap. I felt sorry for him. His leg was bleeding. Suddenly he said some- thing. I thought he said, Please help me. I got him out, carried him home and bandaged his leg and fed him. I looked after him for some time. He seemed to like me looking after him, but one day he said, Would you let me go home now to mother and father rabbit?,' So I let him go home and every Easter he puts Easter eggs at the door. Lors DONNELLY, Grade IV, Douglas Hall. SNOWFLAKES AND FAIRIES A million little diamonds - Were twinkling onthe trees, The fairies say they come in ships From far across the seasg And when the chests are opened They flutter and they shake- And gently fall upon the earth, A fairy land to make. Each gayly dance on twinkling toes, Then, down the little snowflake goes To form a blanket soft and warm And keep the plants all safe from harm. MILDR1-:D LONGSTAFFE, Grade VI, j York House. A TRAGIC END NCE upon a time, for that is how I always begin my stories, I was a bit of steel. Of course I felt proud of myself and I felt sure I would be part of a clock or part of an important object. One day I was moulded, and I was so sure I would be something very im- portant that I swelled with pride, but when I came out I found to my great disgust I was an insignificant little pen-nib. It took me a time to get over my disappointment and when I finally did I found myself in a box with a crowd of other pen-nibs. After a while I found that all of us were brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles and cousins. I was an aunt to fifteen pen-nibs and grandmother to thirty- two. There were seventy-five of us in the box. Then one morning, we were taken to a store and sold to a girl. Next morning we were put in what I later learned was a school-bag. Then came several surprises. One day Great- Aunt Bess disappeared, then my niece Carol disappeared. At last the box was opened and I felt somebody pick me up and lift me out. I was never so scared. Then I was fitted into a painted wooden thing. One day I dropped on the floor and cracked. Then my owner took hold of me and after nearly smothering me pulled me away from the wooden object and I was thrown in the basket. Now I am at the bottom of the rubbish heap and before something ends me I will end my story. MARGARET WINSTANLEY, Grade VIII, York Hall. MY VVISH I wish I were a running brook That runs right through the forest And in my bank I'd have a nook Where birds would sing in chorus. 1 I'd be a bubbling little brook, You know the kind I mean, The kind you read of in a book A kind you've never seen. RUTH SANDERSON, Grade VI, Douglas Hall. A MYSTERY IN APRIL ARJORIE Maitland was a boarder at Riverbend School. She had just arrived and was feeling rather blue. Mrs. Munroe had placed her in the Rose and Gray room with Doris Mac- Lean. Doris and Marjorie were in the same grade and made friends quickly. Marjorie had been boarding for a month and two weeks, when one morn- ing she noticed a note on her dresser. She opened it and saw three words, 34 VOX FLUMIN IS one more week. She was terrified, but didn't tell a soul. On the night be- fore the fatal day she told Doris all about it. They decided on a plan to capture the person that was writing the notes. That morning they went to school like heroines. At night they felt just the opposite, as it was dark, the wind was howling, the rain was pouring down and their imaginations ran away with them. Altogether they were quite frightened. They thought they saw eerie figures, but found it was only the dresser or a door. Marjorie heard a noise and called to Doris. Doris! Did you hear that? I'm scared! This place is too creepy for me. Silly, it is only a mouse in the closet. If you're that scared, come in with me, was the response. Don't make so much noise. 'Everybody in the house will hear you. Willingly, Marjorie crept in D-oris' bed with just a few toes stubbed. They covered their heads up with the blanket and soon fell asleep. In the morning there was another note on her dresser. It said, IT IS HERE. Poor Marjorie could hardly think she was so frightened. She thought she had better study Grammar as it was first period. She opened her book and found another note pinned to the page they were to study. This note said, THIS IS IT. Marjorie nearly fainted when six or seven girls, of her grade, came in and said, April l Fool. j ' RUTH SANDERSON, Grade VII, ELYNOR CRAPPER, Grade VII, Douglas Hall. SLEEPY HOLLOW . -R-R-R! Suddenly I was snatched from the arms of Morpheus by the ring of my old alarm clock. My first thought was to turn over and try to recapture those beautiful dreams which had been shattered. It was then that I remembered that this was a spe- cial morning, that to-day I was going to La Riviere. Quickly, I rushed around gathering together all my clothes and trying to get dressed., This task had become very difficult for no matter how I tried, I couldn't put my two legs into the one pant-leg of my ski-slacks. After stumbling over most of the furniture in my room, and waking the whole household,, I was ready for breakfast. This, in my state of mind, took quite awhile. At last, finally, I was ready. So gathering my skiing equipment to- gether I rushed out to the car. It didn't take us long to get to the train. In fact, before I really realized it, we were on our way. Finally we had arrived, for there, directy before us were the skiing slopes just waiting to be used, or shall I say, silently waiting for their prey. But at a time like this, such thoughts were far from our minds. As I looked down from the Nursery Slopes, it seemed that everyone of the five hundred skiers on the train was in front of me. As I gave that feeble little shove, which silently I hoped wouldn't start me down the hill, my only wish was that they would be able to get out of my way, because I knew I couldn't get out of theirs. Beginner's luck, however, went hand in hand with me down the slope for much to my surprise I reached the bottom in one piece, and actually standing up. Then came the climb back' up the hill which took fifteen minutes of time and about fifteen pounds of energy. When I reached the top my legs felt as if I would never be able to walk again. - After I had gone down the hill two or three times without falling, I decided to try something harder. I started up the slope called Sleepy Hollow, which is not an appropriate name, I assure you. After much puffing, groaning and many cold glares from the skiers who were following and thus had to go along the pace I was setting, I reached the top. As I looked down the hill I real- ized that I had taken the wrong move, VOX FLUMINIS 35 and politely stepped back, so that my fellow-sufferers who were also looking a trifle worried might go down before me. One by one they started, leaving fewer and fewer of us, until finally I was left standing alone, with no reason whatever for staying. I knew I couldn't walk down and there was only one other way, which, after much contem- plation I took. Really, I can't explain the first few moments but after that everything that happened will al- ways be very clear to me. I can still remember that tree which, looming up so suddenly before me, looked like a whole forest joined into one trunk. With lightning speed of mind and body, I whipped by, missing it by fully an inch, although I still don't know what I did, or how I did it. On I went, on the wings of the wind so I thought, until suddenly I was no longer on such wings, but on something much harder, and much more real. Yes, you guessed it, it was good old mother earth. As I slowly unwound myself, that damp feeling began to creep over me. And no wonder, for I had snow everywhere but under my feet. After some time I managed to get back up again, and away I went once more. This time I was able to reach the bottom of the hill without further mishap. This procedure continued on through the day although I am proud to say, that later I did go down some of the hills without falling, in fact, by the end of the day, I felt like quite an ex- perienced skier. The train started for home at five o'clock. The Hrst hour of the return trip was spent in eating, a task which none of us found very difficult. The other two hours were spent in talking about our experiences of the day. The train arrived in Win- nipeg at ten-thirty, and at eleven- thirty, just one hour later, I was slowly climbing into bed, after examining my souvenirs of the day, which existed mostly in bruises .... And so to sleep, which reminds me, that this is where I came in. FERNE LOUNT, '38, Nelson Hall. CTwo famous lines by Rudyard Kip- ling have been of great inspiration to many aspiring young authors. The fol- lowing stories show three Grade X re- actions to the same quotationj THE CRISIS AT Wilson's shoulders dropped lower, as his huge, broad frame sprawled contentedly in the old wooden chair in the ramshackle log cabin. Outside, a full moon stared down pale and ghostly upon the sleeping lumber camp. Millions of still paler stars clustered about in the lantern-lit heavens. Not a sound broke the quiet stillness except for the steady dip, dip, dip, of the floating wharf on the river. The calm was intense, the long, dark shadows seemed to form themselves into myriads of great giants Waiting for- for what? A dog barked-Nat sprang to his feet, stopped in horror. A ghastly pallor spread over his face, his hand swept to his head, as a fit of dizziness seemed to overwhelm him. Outside the silence had changed into a turmoil of sound, hoarse voices, the shrill scream of panic-stricken horses, but, above all that crackle of burning wood. The truth-and with the truth, reason- came to Wilson. The timber was on fire-destruction, ruin! Then, curiously, he remembered: If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, And treat those two imposters just the same. Yes, that was Kipling, and he was right. With Nat it had been Triumph- and now-Disaster! He had met Tri- umph calmly, with a cool deliberate- ness, now Disaster had reached him. Broad shoulders straightened. His six feet, two inches, seemed many more. He was ready for anything and deter- mined to keep his head. A great hand pulled the door opened and he disap- peared into the night. ANNA MAY COGHILL, '39, Garry Hall. 36 VOX FLUMINIS IF YOU CAN MEET WITH TRIUMPH - ARY MARTIN gazed rapturously at'the big sign on the theatre marquee- Andrea Gordon--Discovery of l940, was written in blazing electric letters. So Mary was no longer plain Mary Martin, struggling to make ends meet and scrape up enough for singing lessons. She was Andrea Gordon- opera star. Triumph was hers and she was well on her way to a bright career in opera and screen. 'Tm going to make the best of it, too, she promised herself. I'll make life and people pay for everything they have tried to deny me. I'll have and do all the things I've wanted all my life. And she did. Every contract, en- gagement, movie, and publicity stunt had to be arranged to flatter her and with directors, co-stars, conductors and every one with whom she dealt she was the most unpopular prima donna in America. Her manager knew that the truth of the matter could not long be kept from Andrea's public, so he sug- gested a tour of Europe, thinking per- haps a change would help her tempera- ment. Andrea readily agreed, sure of captivating the continent. As she had expected, the Europeans adored her, as her America. But her reputation spread amongst the concert managers and her offers dwindled till no manager would risk engaging her. On her return to America she spent a few weeks in New York. Listening to the radio one night she happened to hear a popular news commentator say: Flash! What prominent young singer, recently returned from a not- so-successful tour in Europe is known in Hollywood as the girl who couldn't take her fame? The young lady, with ability aplenty and lots of charm, could be America's sweetest sweetheart but for her superiority complex. Watch yourself, Miss High-and-Mighty, you're slipping. And that, ladies and gentlemen, con- cludes your nosey co1umnist's tidbits for tonight. This is Allan Stuart wish- ing you- Andrea snapped off the radio and jumped to her feet. She felt a familiar shiver down her back. A tempera- mental outburst was coming on. Ca1! she screamed. Her manager poked a worried face through the door-way. He knew the symptoms all too well. Take me down to that studio! I'll show that impudent columnist he can't get away with that. , As he drove her to the broadcasting studio, Cal thought grimly, I wish you luck, Allan Stuart, but your name is practically mud, I'm afraid. At that moment Allan Stuart was preparing to leave his oflice, all un- aware of the storm about to break. A few seconds later the astonished com- mentator saw a miniature cyclone whirl into his office. Andrea, eyes ablaze and shivering with fury screamed at him for fully five' minutes and ended abruptly by slapping his face. But the young man also had a temper and a mind of his own. Are you through? he asked. She was, but only because she was out of breath. Then let me tell you something, he said. Everything I said tonight is true and you must be blind if you can't see you're the most unpopular star in America. I seem to have a good many fans yet,', snapped Andrea. I wonder how many you'll have when they find out what you're really like? And you know they're bound to some- time-sometime soon, too. They'll push you down very fast, Miss Gordon. Surely you can realize that from seeing it happen all around you. Think it over. Andrea did think for a moment, but only long enough to find some suitable retort. Lacking a verbal one, she took a more effective method. Picking up the nearest unattached object, she hurled it in the general direction of the un- fortunate Allan and fled from the office, slamming the door so hard that the plate glass shivered in its frame. VOX FLUMINIS 37 Allan came out from behind his desk, where he had taken refuge and re- marked drily, I must have said some- thing wrong. Completely ignoring her manager who was waiting to take her home, Andrea stamped out of the building and hailed a taxi, telling the driver to keep going until she stopped him. The driver hadn't much imagination, so he just kept going around and around the block. Each time they passed the studio entrance Andrea made a wild face at the window of Allan Stuart's office, much to the amazement and amuse- ment! of the passers-by. Finally the driver attempted conversation. Had a quarrel with Al Stuart, Miss Gordon? he asked. Taking her silence for affirmative, he continued. I heard that broadcast at the stand tonight. I can't say I blame you much for being mad, Miss Gordon, but 'ain't it only admitting you're the one he was panning and you know he was right when you blow up like that. You know, you're my favorite star, Miss Gordon, but I've heard some kinda nasty things lately and- I asked you to drive me around, not to lecture me on the model movie act- ress, and so on, snapped Andrea. Stop here. I've had enough of this joy ride. The driver stopped abruptly, fearing to lose the fare if he annoyed the irate Miss Gordon any further. Andrea paid him, however, and then, finding she had only her lucky penny left, proceeded to walk home. Arriving there, she found she had not only sore arches, but also a conscience, which kept popping up to femind her of all the nasty outbursts she had indulged in and all the mis- takes she had made, thinking to benefit herself. She tried reading a book, going out to dinner, to a movie, but all in vain. Mr. Conscience kept pricking and pricking. Even her favorite pastime, revealing her identity and gathering large crowds of admiring fans to her, failed to eliminate that constant re- proaching voice in the back of her mind. Call she said disgustedly, some days later. Do you know what l've just discovered? Heavens :only knows that or any- thing else about you, said Cal, ready for anything from a sewing bee to an earthquake. I've really got a conscience, said Andrea flatly. Cal raised one eyebrow quizzically, asif to say, how did you know I was expecting everything else but that. Well, what are you going to do about it? he asked. Have Allan Stuart over to dinner tonight. ik Ill 'F A year later, in Allan Stuart's office Andrea was listening to Allan announce the orchids for the best performances of the year. She stuck her tongue out at him as he said: While presenting awards for the best performances of this year, we can't overlook the best re -formance of 1941. An orchid and hearty congratulations to Andrea Gor- don, America's sweetest sweetheart un- spoiled, and now the best sport in Hollywood. She's here in the studio now, so excuse me a moment while I take time out to kiss her. And why shouldn't he? After all, he was her husband. SHIRLEY MCLEAN, '39, Douglas Hall. ..... ..-..l .. I 1 THE UNDERLINED WORDS R. JOHN WILSON was feeling de- cidedly proud of himself. Hadn't he just made a successful operation,- one which very few men had made. And did he not have a fortune thrown in? Life was wonderful! What an important person he looked, strutting up and down the hospital lobby. Every other doctor, interne, and nurse, even down to the humblest in the hospital, knew about Dr. John Wilson's most miraculous operation. So the surgeon was conscious of admiring gazes and hearty congratulations given to him, I 1 I x ' . 4 K 5 1 T. lo I. 'I , .in -ev I . w .T 4 3 I , 1 ' I 1.x R r 1 1 ,, 1 X ' 1 1 1 tu Q 40 VOX FLUMINIS and drew himself up ie his full height and dignity when the superintendent praised him. It was late that night when Dr. Wil- son finished his calls and ,was looking forward to home, rest, and best of all, family. He was surprised to see his wife looking a bit anxious when he came in. You look worried, Mary, or are you tired? John, dear, Paul is sick. I wish you would come and see him and do some- thing to help him. He has a tempera- ture, and complains of a sore back. Oh, I thought you would never get home. That's tough on Paul, poor chap. Yes, Mary, I'll be right up to see him. Paul sick? It's very queer, he has al- ways been such a sturdy youngster. I'll go right upstairs now and not eat. Five minutes later John went into the room where his eight-year-old son lay stretched out on the bed. Paul was so changed from the last time his father had seen him two days before. Now, his face was hot and feverish, his large sombre eyes stared out into space until they rested wearily on the figure of some man, a familiar man,-his father! He tried to get up but fell back with a gasp of pain. As Wilson completed the examination of Paul, he became more and more worried over his son's condition. Can it be? No, it can't, it mustn't.', Yes, it was true. After a consulta- tion with several doctors little Paul Wilson was rushed to the St. George Hospital with that dreaded disease, In- fantile Paralysis. For days the boy was wavering between life--and death. But he put up a wonderful fight and so did Medical Science, the very best that Dr. Wilson could buy. Wilson was so concerned over his son that he slumped in his work. Everybody knew why he was so haggard and pale, but why was he taking it so hard? All was being done that was possible. Paul lived, but the cruel disease left him a hopeless cripple. His back was useless to him now, and for the rest of his life he would never be able to walk. Nevertheless, he bore his trouble like a man. One evening after work, Wilson went into his son's room laden with toys. But instead of being thanked for them he was faced abruptly by the question, 'fDad, why are you so gloomy, you aren't half as much fun as you used to be? , This hurt Wilson and he tried to make excuses. Why-I-er, I'1l be-, say how do you like that book I brought you yes- terday? It's perfect, Dad, especially .this poem of Kiplings, 'If.' Do you want to read it? - Slowly Wilson glanced over it, but his eyes filled with tears when he came to two lines heavily underlined in crayon. He read them,- If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, And treat these two imposters just the same- Wilson looked at his son, then took the weak hand in his, I too will under- line them, my boy, he said. CATHERINE BINGEMAN, '39, D Q Garry Hall. , 1. ' I THE SCORELESS TIE The teams lined up, the whistle blew, And down the ice the forwards flew, The centre shot, the goalie saved, Spectators yelled and booed and waved. The rebound missed the winger's stick, The chance to score just didn't click, The play went on, a scoreless tie, Until a period had gone by. We all trooped out for intermission . To discuss the different teams' position, Eating peanuts, drinking coffee, ' Chewing gum and munching toffee. Back we went to take our places To watch the boys go through their paces. . VOX FLUMINIS 41 The second period at last had started, When across the line a forward darted Right through the guard with careful aim He shot-but it was all in vain. The centre tripped him, down he went, The centre off the rink was sent, The crowd was angry, shouting threats, Throwing programmes, making bets. The game went on, with one man off, They couldn't score and did we scoff. Full strength again, they skated fast The pace was swift but couldn't last. We all trooped out for intermission Our faces gave way our disposition, Eating peanuts, drinking coffee, Chewing gum and munching toffee. Back to our seats in silence walked, No one muttered, no one talked. The face off now was-stern and tense, Forwards, centres, and defence Were still, but when the whistle blew, Off they went, as comets do! The power plays failed and rushes too, The tie still held, what would they do? A flashy centre broke away, He shot, but could not make the play. Thus it ended, no team won, Both were champs, so no harm done, The game was thrilling, fast and clean, In fact the best we've ever seen! MARGARET GRABAN, '38, York Hall. -i1 ,. MY WALK NE bright, sunny day in June I decided to go out and take a walk. The weather was beautiful. The sky was a bright blue, the sun was golden yellow, and there were so many differ- ent kinds of colors of flowers all nod- ding to the sun that I just stood and looked at all the beauty around me. I felt so thankful to God for all the lovely gifts that he had given to his chil- dren. I felt sure that His love for me was very great when He had given me so many lovely things to look at and enjoy. I continued on my walk until I came to a little rustic cottage. It was painted white with dark green shutters at the windows, and there were roses, lark- spur, nasturtiums, blue-bells and ferns in the garden. The grass was green and at one side of the lawn there was a little brook, tumbling and bubbling over the rocks that were in its way. The brook was very happy and pretty and I could just imagine that it was siinging a happy little song. Just be- side it there were ferns which were leaning over and dipping their tips in the sparkling water. Some little pansies and blue-bells were also leaning over the water trying to catch the reflec- tion of their pretty faces in the brook. It was, by far, the loveliest little cot- tage and the simplest and prettiest garden that I'd ever seen. Judging the kind of people that lived in this darling little place by the gar- den and house, I decided that they prob- ably wouldn't mind if I sat down by the brook to look at my surroundings. I must have fallen asleep, for I dreamed that it was my own house that I was at. I suddenly wakened up thinking how pleasant it would be if my dream ever came true. All of a sudden I saw on the house a sign which had these words written on it: 'For Sale, Apply at the Smith Building on Emerson Street, Office No. 144. This seemed too good to be true! I pinched myself quite hard to see if I was still dreaming. But, no, I wasn't. I jumped up from the side of the lovely little brook and decided to go down to the office named on the sign. I knew that one of my friends was in the real estate business, but he'd never told me where his ofiice was or any- thing. So you can imagine my surprise when I walked into office No. 144 and found 42 VOX FLUMINIS that my friend was the person who had put up that sign on that dear house. I was thrilled, and he said that I could buy it. 'I was so excited that he must have thought that I was cer- tainly crazy. Lo and behold! my dream had come true, and the dear little cottage with the babbling brook in the garden was actually mine! HELEN MCLEAN, Grade VII, Nelson Hall. SCHOOLGIRL'S SONG With apologies to Thomas Moore Sound the loud lunch bell o'er River- bend's halls, While over the tumult the lunch table callsg Shout-for the reign of the teacher is broken, Her spell has been shattered that bade us to slave. How vain was her chiding-the bell hath but spoken, And seniors and juniors are caught in the wave. Sound the loud lunch bell o'er River- bend's halls, While over the tumult the lunch table calls. Down with French proses, down with all Lit., French words give us headaches, and so we just sit. o Who shall return to tell teachers the story Of homework undone and of books left behind. Clark Gable looked out and the theatre's glory Drove all noble notions of study from mind. So sound the loud lunch bell o'er River- bend's halls, While over the tumult the lunch table calls. BARBARA ALLAN, '39, Nelson Hall. BREAD fThis is an account of one of the many interesting things the Grade V's and VI's have clone this year.D N the twenty-second of October we went to the Spiers-Parnell Bakery to see the making of bread. First we saw the flour in the base- ment, where it is kept for three weeks before it is used. We went up four nights of stairs to see the dough being mixed, then it is put in big vats and put in a very hot room to rise. It is then shapedg we climbed up some stairs to see that being done. It is a machine that the dough goes through, there are knives in the front, so when the dough comes through it comes out like very big buns. As they come out they are sprinkled with flour, then they go on two canvas belts and are squashed flat. They are put in pans and then put in a room that has steam coming up through the floor, to rise. Then it is taken to the oven where it is baked from thirty to thirty-five minutes. It is then taken to the room where it is wrapped, and some is sliced before it is wrapped. KATHLEEN RICHARDSON, Grade VI, York Hall. HOW SOUR THE RISING BELL CWith all due apologies to Shalcespeareb . . . How sweet we boarders sleep upon l our beds. Here will we lie and let the sounds of morning Creep in our ears. Still let us slumber on. What matter teachers or the rising bell? Lie still, Mary. Look how the floor of the room Is thick inlaid with clothes of yesterday. There's not the smallest boarder thou behold'st, But in her bed lies still as though asleep. Still waiting for the window to be closed, VOX FLUMINIS OUT-OF-DOORS AT RIVERBEND 44 VOX FLUMINIS Such harmony is before we stir, For whilst these blankets and soft pil- lows Doth grosely close us in, we cannot rise. SHIRLEY MCLEAN, '39, Douglas Hall. THE BIOGRAPHY OF A PAIR OF DANCING SHOES ANY years ago, when the fairies lived in Canada, dancing shoes were never heard of. One day a little fairy called Snow- drop was playing in the meadows. Sud- denly she let out a cry of pain because she had a sliver in her little toe. She could not walk because it hurt her, so she decided to Hy to the Shoemaker who was a goblin and get him to make her some little slippers. When she arrived at the goblin's shop she told him what she wanted and soon the goblin was a busy little man. Soon the little fairy could see the leather forming a little foot and when he had finished she paid him and slipped them on, and that is how danc- ing shoes began. When the great big stores heard of this they too began to make them. The first store to have them was the Fairy Shop Company. THE STORY ToLn BY ONE PAIR OF DANCING SHoEs I was first tried on by a little girl, but her feet were too large. I felt sad when she did not buy me. But soon another little girl came in, and she bought me. The little girl's name was Mary. I was First danced in at the Fairy Hall. I was proud because Mary was ,such a good dancer and had to dance a lot for the people, and because all the people picked me up and admired me. When I arrived home Mary put me back in the box and carefully put me on the shelf. I was tired, and soon fell asleep. In my sleep I dreamed how well cared for I was, and very soon morning came. I was stills thinking of what had happened last night when Mary came to take me to her dancing lesson. After I had been used for at least three years, Mary's feet had grown and I was too small for her feet, so she put me away. ' After many years had passed when Mary was married and had children, she wanted to show -them her first dancing shoes. They could not find me, and they looked and looked and, at last, found me down in the cellar. All her children loved me and once more I was a happy pair of dancing shoes. ELEANOR SoU'rH, Grade VI, Garry Hall. SCHOOLGIRLS' LAMENTS CA plus BJ squared results in what sum? We work and we slave till wer're cold and numb. Miss Gregory says that algebra's grand, But we'd rather be listening to Good- man's band. 4 Miss Sheffield says Nelson was a fine, brave man Because, at Trafalgar, the Frenchmen ran. Miss Grant says Latin is easy to see, But, confidentially, we disagree. And science! We learn that the earth has a force Which draws bodies to it-Miss McLeod is hoarse. From saying, constellations are groups of stars, That there cannot be air on far-off Mars. With French and with English our minds are a haze And Galileo's theories leave us in a daze. But we'l1 grin and we'll bear it with true bravery, For without education, why, where h would we be? MARY MCLEOD, '40. I Nelson Hall. , I ! VOX FLUMINIS 45 A LEGEND OF THE ST. LAWRENCE RIVER The Witch of the St. Lawrence HE' ruthless Iroquois were the most dreaded of all enemies to the peo- ple of old Quebec. Greater than that was the people's fear of the witch, Matshi Skueou, who was said to be more than supernatural. She had no settled abiding place but wandered from camp to camp, up and down the river. Everyone knew of her, and the terrible tortures she inflicted upon chil- dren. No one ever saw her in the day time, but at night any lone wanderer, going along the river bank, was likely to see before him the vision of a tall, terrible creature, her sea-green eyes beckoning to- him and her purple hair covered with flags. He-r copper skin, her violet lips, with their terrible smile, were full of fascination. Descending from the moon, she would appear on the waters of cascades on the silent sands of the downs, among the vapours of the valleys or the sea tides, aiding and abetting her fearful friends the Iro- quois. The people who were her vic- tims were attracted by soft movements that seemed to raise a dust of bluish sparks to dance about her, and her voice was mysteriously beautiful. People have connected a certain rock at Point Riviere Quelle, with the leg- ends of this witch. One night long ago Madame Houel with her young son left Quebec in charge of a famous canoer. She was on the way to join her hus- band. Sudde-nly, from the distance, the child heard exquisite music and saw a woman in white walking on the water. His mother told him that it was only the moonlight. However the canoer knew that the Iroquois had sent their witch to find them, and he and his Indian paddle-r tried many devices to elude her, but all in vein. In the end the delicate woman and her son were subjected to awful tortures on what is known as Iroquois Point. This was a frightening story, and be- fore long the people in that part of the country knew about it. For years after- wards old men would say, Children, do not go out in the evenings on the banks of the river at the rising of the new moon, for down behind the green fringe of the reeds 'the lady with the flags' watches for little children. ROBERTA J1-:AN MCQUEEN, Douglas Hall, '39. THE QUEEN 'S HERE is a house in England which has an attraction for tourists of every age. It is perhaps the smallest house in the realm, but this does not lessen its popularity. This minute man- sion, The Queen's Dolls' House, despite its size, is a perfect model of a twen- tieth century home, down to the last detail. It is kept at Windsor Castle, and none visiting this palace fail to see the famed miniature. There is one chamber in this fascinat- ing house which is of special interest to children. This is the night nursery, which contains all children's furniture, including the beautiful apple-wood cradle, inlaid and bound with silver. Next to this is the day-nurserey with its thrilling toy theatre-electrically DOLLS' HOUSE lighted, its tiny gramophone, and its piano with two atomic volumes of nursery rhymes set to music. The floor below the nursery contains the large and stately drawing-room. This chamber is a pattern of elegance and simplicity. The walls are covered with rose-coloured silk damask, em- broidered with an elaborate design in gold. The tiny chairs and sofa display the most exquisite and microscopic petit point which must have taken an incredibly long time to work. Perhaps the most wonderous attractions in the room are the beautiful portraits on the walls. They are as minute as every other object and yet every feature in the faces is perfect. For those who like lavish and lux- 46 VOX FLUMINIS urious surroundings, there is the Queen's bedroom. This cool apartment, whose main color scheme is blue, is typical of the Queen Anne Period. One of the most interesting details in the room is a tiny portrait of King George V, on the Queen's. dresser. It is not more than a quarter of an inch square and yet is quite recognizable. The Queen's bathroom adjoining the bed- room is another astonishing apartment. The floor is mother-of-pearl and the walls are of ivory, with panels of green shagreen. , In contrast to the above is the bed- room and bath of the King. These rooms are magnificent and majestic and naturally more masculine than those of the Queen. The bathroom is in a fan- tastically beautiful design combining white marble, jasper, and a grey-green Indian stone. The entrance hall of the house, al- though undisturbed by many furnish- ings gives a remarkable effect of color. There are two tiny mites in armour which mount their guard over the fine painting of Windsor Castle from the River, by Mr. D. Y. Cameron, R.A. There is a room which is necessary in every house, and which therefore is not omitted from the Dolls' mansion- that is the dining room. There is an entire dinner service for eighteen peo- ple for state occasions in silver, wrought in an intricate design and there is an- other dinner set of china for common use. On the walls there are a great number of famous paintings, each of exquisite beauty and of great value. The studious visitors and even those who are not studious are attracted to the particular quality of the library. The walls of this room are lined with rows and rows of books. But they are not merely painted rows. Each book is by a well-known author and is quite easy to read. There are some books on art, some reference and some are even fairy stories. There is a tiny writ- ing desk in this room too, with station- ery of a diminutive size, and two little books for stamps. Below these apartments which I have already mentioned there are the service quarters-the kitchen, the butler's pan- try, and the scullery. And even farther below there is the wine cellar with its half-inch bottles containing perhaps one drop of wine. After examining the interior one's attention is next drawn to the outside of the house. On one side there is a garden of infinitesimal quality and yet perfect in every detail to the tiniest petal of the tiniest fiower. There is a garage connected with this mansion too. It contains six limousines, each guaran- teed never to need repair, a motor- cycle, complete tools and cleaning ma- terials, a gas pump and a fire engine. Having completed our view of this unbelievable wonder, we realize that, however small it may be, millions of hands and millions of eyes were used in its creation. How many people lost their patience?-One can only wonder. MARJORIE MCKINNELL, Garry Hall, '30. l..1 FRAGMENTS OF THE LIFE QHE looked about the room. Hospital L, rooms weren't exactly comforting, she thought wryly. At least charity wards weren't. She wondered if the pri- vate rooms in which the over-wealthy could be ill, were greatly different. Slowly she turned her head. That precious bundle in the curve of her arm was worth more than all the wealth in the world. Her mind turned to the father. The rotter, she thought OF A DETERMINED WOMAN without malice. He had deserted her when he had learned that there would be one more mouth to feed. She looked again at that small, quiet bundle. A girl! How she had longed for her! What tedious hours her unaccustomed fingers had spent on those tiny stitched clothes. She hugged the baby fiercely. It was hers! The smiling nurse came, and taking the baby away, uttered the usual banalities that sprung readily to VOX FLUMINIS 47 her lips. She looked after the nurse and reflected that nursing must be a weari- some job. Then her face changed. Her eyes 'glinted and her mouth tightened in her white face. This was the last time her baby would enter a charity ward, she vowed. If ever she had to come to hospital again it would be on another flat, where only the over- wealthy were ill. A white cloud seemed to cover up her thoughts and she fell asleep. Sk Sk Sk The raucous laughter of restaurant voices filled the room. A spotlight glared on the floor, and she appeared in the middle of it. As she sang there was silence then hearty applause. Fools, she thought, why do they come to this place when they might be at home. She turned quickly and made her way to the dressing-rooms. Carefully remov- ing her make-up, she, changed into a street-suit and hurried from the build- ing. She watched the beautifully dress- ed men and women and listened to them as they criticized or praised the leading celebrity. Her eyes glinted and her mouth tightened. Some day, she promised herself, it would be her name that would be mentioned with awe by these grand men and women. She walked on down the street. Bk 12 14 The dancers glided on the Hoor with- out making a sound, the onlookers spoke quietly among themselves, and the or- chestra played softly. From the bal- cony a voice began to sing, and the dancers stopped to look upward. As she sang she thought of that little tousled head lying asleep, with its rosy cheeks seeming even rosier when next to the white pillow, and she smiled to herself. She looked at the people be- low. Fools, she thought, why do you linger here when you might be hap- pier at home. Graciously she bowed and left the room. The muffled sound of applause reached her as she threw her cloak around her shoulders. Smil- ing at the doorman she stepped into the waiting taxi and sped homeward. The announcer's bland voice intro- duced her. She stepped forward, nodded to the pianist and began to sing. Her voice throbbed through the room, sooth- ing her listeners and then raising them up to a pitch of ecstasy. Her song over, she nodded to the announcer and left the studio. She walked into the ad- joining room and waited. Through the partly open door she heard fragments of conversation -- Surely wonder- fula- - such poise. Such technique -- such beauty --- opera needs her. Taking her. coat from the chair, she left the room. She thought of the young girl anxiously sitting by the radio at home, and smiled. lk wk :lf She walked slowly away from the tumultuous applause that was still echoing throughout the great hall. She was glad the concert had been a suc- cess, but these tours in foreign coun- tries certainly made her weary. The German audience had been unusually sympathetic and their naturally stolid nature had been raised out of its leth- argy. She sank into an easy-chair. Motioning the maid to leave, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for an hour's rest. Half an hour later she was awakened by the maid's excited voice exclaiming 'that there was a cablegram from her daughter. Opening her eyes she demanded the message. It wasn't true! Her baby was going to be mar- ried? lmpossible! It was true and to- morrow was the wedding day. Giving hasty orders to the maid as to her lug- gage, she ran from the room. Protests from the manager were of no avail. She had to be home by tomorrow. Hailing the first taxi, she sped toward the air- port. ' ' Pk Sk PF 1 The great clusters of flowers lent a gay aspect to the hospital room. A radio played softly in the room. The young man helped her to the door. A smiling nurse met them there with a white bundle in her arms. I'll take the baby, said the older woman, standing by the window and held out her arms. The 48 VOX FLUMINIS young man and girl smiled at the nurse and slowly left the room. As the women followed, she stopped and called the nurse to her. Holding the baby in her arms she said thoughtfully, send all the flowers down to the char- ity ward. JEAN VINsoN, '38, Garry Hall. One of the oldest and most honored members of the school was asked for a contribution to the magazine. She re- plied, somewhat unhelpfully, that she would rather do twenty Algebra ques- tions than write one story! Although this was rather unusual, we did not want it to be done in vain, and are therefore printing the two best. X-1-4:8 X:8--4 X:4 at as as y ll 3-2 2y:33 33 Yzi 2 IRIS NORMAN, '38, Douglas Hall. THE CORONATION CContinued from page 265 Our whole trip was full of days such as these. Each one contained something worth while. Each day brought us something new and exciting, but I could never begin to tell you of everything. Practically every high-school in the Dominion was represented and you cannot imagine what an honor it was for us to be representatives, an honor which has made an impression that will last all our lives. ' MARJORIE MCKINNELL, '38, Garry Hall. HIS space was originally intended for our annual column on staff weaknesses. This year, however, despite much research, no such weaknesses could be unearthed. So that the staff should not feel neglected, we are dedi- cating their usual corner to them. Miss Edgar: What is the outstanding contribution that Chemistry has given the world? Ferne: Blondes. 42 Pk Ik , Editor: Your article isn't bad but you must write it so that any fool can read it: Eloise: Which part don'.t you under- stand? 42 HF 32 Mona Shirley: 'Tm going to take the elevator to the next floor. Joan P.: Well be sure to? bring it back. sf as se Florence McCurdy: There was no- body home last night, so I sang to the clock. - Betty Best: Trying to kill time. VOX FLUMINIS OUT-OF-DOORS AT RIVERBEND 50 VOX FLUMINIS allllllllllllllllllllllllllllli - '11 I R R 'llll lllIllIllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll OFFICERS FOR THE YEAR 1937-1938: President ......................................... - ...................... .. .... -BETTY MCHATTIE Vice-President ........ ---- ........... GRACE CLARK Treasurer -- ........ . ................... - ....... .... ....... T ............. E D NA PHSIFOLD Recording Secretary ..... - .... - ................... ---------MARGARET AI.DOUS Corresponding Secretary ...... - ................. MARGARET ANDERSON Social Convenor ..... - .............................T.............. -DOROTHY CREELMAN S THE years pass, Riverbend Alumnae are gradually spreading throughtout the world and making themselves known by their ability in whatever their chosen field. Across Canada and in England we have par- ticularly large groups. Perhaps you would like to know where some of them are and what they are doing. ENGLAND Evelyn Hay continues to reside 'in London, as also does Mrs. Dennis Weath- erell-Pepper CBeth Kennedyj. Mrs. Elmer James Uean McLean! came home to Winnipeg for Christmas, but has since returned to London, where her husband is doing post-graduate work. Mrs. William Humble CMary Bullk is the proud mother of a son, born early in the new year. Carla Leh- mann represents Riverbend in the field of dramatics and has had the distinc- tion of appearing with Dame Ellen Terry. Every success. to you, Carla. Frances Heakes is attending a girls' school in London, where life is very different from what we knew as school life. SCOTLAND Muriel Beth Gourley is an assistant instructor in the Zoology Department of the University of Edinburgh and also takes some subjects. in her spare time. CANADA Starting at the West Coast of Can- ada we find Katherine Hall, Monica Cave, Betty Crawford, and Betty Moxon residing in Vancouver. Our T'oronto group is composed of Margaret Evans, studying musicg Pat Blair, who has just received her M.A. in Child Psychology, and is going to a Girls' Camp in Algonquin Park for six months' interneshipg Isobel Hutchison, and Dorothea Tait who are attending University. Jane White is in training at the Sick Children's Hospital. Mrs. Robson CDorothy Youngb, also lives in Toronto and is the mother of a daughter, Nancy, who visited Winnipeg last sum- mer with her mother. Elsa Lehman is doing Social Service work in Toronto, after having com- pleted a course at McGill. Elspeth Wilson is an instructor at the Margaret Eaton School of Physical Education and is very happy in her work. Riverbend is represented in Montreal by the following: Mrs. Ron Chadwick CR.uth McFar- lane, who is in training at the Royal Victoria Hospital, Catherine Walton is attending McGill. UNITED STATES Helen Jane Nicholls is doing tech- nician work at the Johns Hopkins Uni- versity in Baltimore and from all re- ports is getting on exceptionally well. Now for news of those who keep the home fire burning: Margaret Macdonald is now Mrs. Jim VOX FLUMINIS 51 Johnson and resides at Kenora. Her wedding was an event of last summer. Peggy Carlisle is now Mrs. George Reade and continues her riding with as much verve and enthusiasm as ever. Roberta Yates. is entering the Indian- apolis Post-Graduate Dietetic School for a further course of study. Kathleen Corke is head of the Opto- thahnic Department of the Children's Hospital, after having completed a course in Birmingham, England. This is the only department of its kind in Canada, and we congratulate Kay on her enterprise. Sally Coyne deserves a word of praise for the ability with which she handled the office of Chairman of the Junior League Hotel Day. Roberta Lee joined the staff of Home Economics at the University as an as- sistant in the first year of the course, and is at present spending the summer in Europe. ' Mary Elizabeth McIntyre is busy learning Swedish. Betty Neal is taking pupil dietetics at the General Hospital. Ruth Macdonald is working in Lon- don, Ont. Helen Mclnnes is teaching in Winni- peg schools. Edith Haig is making a name for herself in connection with University Dramatic productions. She has been taking major parts and is to be con- gratulated on continued success in her roles. Agnes Richardson has just com- pleted her first year at Queen's, having continued to keep up her reputation for good work. 'Constance Guy, Margaret Anderson, Lydia Klein and Alison Warner are ardent Glee Club workers and they have helped to make these productions outstanding events in University life. Betty Newcombe and Lydia Klein are both prominent in University Sports, being on their respective fic- ulty basketball teams. Morna Kenny is playing basketball for Science. Ruth'Baldry graduates from Science this year and will enter Medical School in the fall from which she intends to emerge with an M.D. after her name. B.M. Ban Righ Hall, Queen's University, Kingston, Ont. Dear Girls: Still proudly wearing the R pin, and frequently writing my letters on school note-paper Cof which I seem to have had an amazing amountb, I am often reminded of Riverbend. In these retrospective flights I see myself sur- rounded by girls wearing blue tunics, blue blazers, blue berets, not to men- tion black stockings. I can not picture myself as one of those grey and red girls who are so distinctive and smart. I am no longer at Riverbend. I am a Freshette at Queen's University at Kingston, Ontario, and it is of my life here that you have asked me to write. Queen's is one of the oldest and most beautiful universities in Canada. The buildings are all made of the limestone for which Kingston is famous. They are situated close together on the cen- tral campus. It is compulsory for Freshettes to live in residence. I live in Ban Righ, the main residence, which accommo- dates sixty-five girls. One hundred and eighty girls, including those from the annexes have their meals in our din- ing room. We also have a lovely com- mon room in which several dances are held throughout the year. Also the girls gather here to sing on Sunday eve- nings. There are no sororities at Queen's, but instead of this all the girls auto- matically become members of the Levana Society. As part of our initia- tion all Freshettes had to wear berets until Christmas. They were dark wine- red with bright blue and yellow bows on top, and for neglecting to wear them we had to pay a fine- of fifty cents. CMiss Carter might find a similar process very effective? Because Kingston is so small the 52 VOX FLUMINIS students provide most of their own en- tertainment, giving a dance nearly every Friday night. In the fall foot- ball causes a great deal of excitement. True enthusiasm was shown by the large number of supporters who attend- ed a Toronto-Queen's game here in the pouring rain. A punt afloat at one end of the field attracted considerable at- tention. The hockey games are also ex- tremely popular. Although the arena is reserved for students at certain hours, everyone pre- fers the thrill of skating on the lake. The struggle along the shore against the wind is well repaid by the pleasure of gliding back effortlessly. We have a new gymnasium with basketball and badminton courts, a large swimming pool, and facilities for numerous other forms of sport. So far I have said nothing about the less pleasant side of University life. Every day including Saturday we at- tend lectures from eight until twelve. The afternoons are comparatively free. Final exams commence on the eighth of April. I am looking forward to be- ing present at the Riverbend closing. Wishing you every success with this year's Vox Fluminis. Sincerely, AGNES RICHARDSON, '37, Kappa Kappa Gamma House, University of Washington, Seattle, Washington. Dear Girls: It seems so funny that I should be some two thousand miles away from you all and having to write a letter in- stead of being able to talk my head off. But here I am at the University of Washington and the idea occurred to me that you might like to know some- thing about the life at a big American university. The University of Washington has between ten and eleven thousand stu- dents, but it's a very good one and very beautiful. It's on rather rolling ground, with lovely big trees and pines. It has only snowed once here this win- ter, over Christmas Day, so it is sort of a perpetual fall-you don't need fur coats and I very rarely wear a hat. But to get back to the University, I suppose there are some twenty to twenty-five really big buildings and a wonderful library building. It's im- mense, and it's a decidedly complicated business to find out how to take out a book,-l'm still learning. Just to show you how complete it is-they have every issue, as far back as 1900, of most any magazine or periodical you ever heard of, as well as every im- aginable book. The library is always crowded, too, not just because every one is so very studious, but because every one has so many spare hours a week, that they fill in time by doing their homework in the library. You see classes here start at eight o'clock and go till five, but that doesn't mean each person goes for that long. Because there are so many students, in some subjects there are as many as five classes on the same lesson in one day, and of course you only go to one.of them, so you very rarely know anyone in your class,-this term it just hap- pens that there is one other girl taking the same three subjects that I am and at the same time, but that's very un- usual. I expect you are appalled by the mention of three subjects, but the way they work it is that you take three to five subjects a quarter Cdepending on the number of classes in each a weekb, write an exam in each, and then you're finished with the subject, and you go for three terms for quartersb a year. Some of you may have heard that I was taking golf last term and were sur- prised-that was because it is compul- sory for each girl fthe boys take army or navy trainingb to take five quarters of some sort of gym in her first two years of University, besides real classes, and you can get practically any kind of gym-tennis, swimming, folk and tap dancing, basketball, archery. .Before I finish I want to tell you about one of the oldest traditions around here. It is the ringing of the VOX FLUMINIS 53 chimes Cin a big chimes tower on the campusb twice a day by a to-tally blind man. He plays at eight and twelve and it is so grand to walk to your classes, all the time hearing the chimes peal out some jazz tune, or something'like Country Gardens. But now I must end this lengthy let- ter by wishing you the best in all your school activities. An old Riverbender, KAY HALL., '35, 1- 721 University Place. Evanston, Ill., April 19, 1938. Dear Girls: Thank you for your kind letter ask- ing for news of me. I am continuing my studies at North- western University in Evanston, Illi- nois. The campus is situated right on the shores of Lake Michigan and occu- pies approximately the same area as our Fort Garry Campus. The students have a real bathing beach a block from their dorms. My first vivid impression of Chicago was the hectic ride in the taxi from the station to Northwestern's campus, a matter of approximately twenty-two miles. Chicago drivers literally tear up the street and really weave in and out of traffic. The scenery was absolutely lost on me as I spent the greater part of my time covering my eyes as cars loomed directly in front of us. It was with a fervent sigh of relief that I found myself standing on the Zeta Tau Alpha doorstep. I was still in a daze from my ride and am sure I strongly resembled a ghost, but I did notice some of the house's main points -a beautiful living room furnished modernistically with an enormous white stone fireplace bearing Zeta's crest cut into the stone, a beautiful recreation room furnished in blonde maple, bed- rooms with studio lounges instead of beds, each bedroom done in a different color scheme. These American students are very individual. The girls attend classes all winter in bare legs and angora ankle socks, with gay peasant kerchiefs tied over their curls. At the first flurry of snow they don ski suits. Imagine River- bend's students coming to classes in ski suits! Many of the boys wear slacks and white sport shoes during the win- ter, and he who has the dirtiest white shoes is the best dressed man. Believe it or not classes start at eight o'clock. A great deal of time is spent trying to arrange your time-table so that the joy of early rising will be un- necessary. Saturday afternoons during the foot- ball season are spent at the stadium watching the games. Thousands of peo- ple attend, as the whole town of Evans- ton takes great pride in their football team as they call Northwestern. The whole town mourns if the team loses. It is a wonderful spectacle. After every touchdown purple balloons are released. It is a beautiful sight to watch hun- dreds of balloons rising gently from the stands. I really believe this is all the space I can take up, .but needless to say, I could write several more pages. I like Northwestern, I like the Americans. They keep one thoroughly interested and entertained, and not the type of entertainment you drop in the aisle along with your ticket stub after the show, for pleasant memories last a long time. Best wishes for everyone and suc- cess to Vox Flguminis. INAS GEORGE, '35, 46 l Cornel Pringles, Quilmes, Buenos Aires, March, 1938. Dear Peggy: Thank you very much for your let- ter. You asked me to write something for the school magazine so I will try to give a short account of my journey to South America and my life there. After leaving Winnipeg we were 54 VOX FLUMINIS three nights and two days on the train and eighteen days on the ship. The train journey was not very interesting and I was glad that I had brought some reading material. I didn't have much sleep at nights because the train jerked so much. We sailed from New York on an American liner, the Southern Cross. It was more interesting than the train because there were movies, lots of swimming and many different games such as deck tennis, shuifleboard and ping pong. When we landed at the Buenos Aires dock, after short stops at the Ports of Rio de Janeiro, Santos and Montevideo, my father met us and drove us to our house. At first I was greatly disappointed because it is not very different from North America. Of course Buenos Aires is a much larger city than Winnipeg and the streets are more crowded and busy than the Winnipeg streets. I have not met any Canadians so far. The English people here think I am American and the Americans think I am English! I go to an English private school and all the children speak Spanish much better than I do. The grades go like this: One, Two, Three B, Three A, Four B, Four A, and Five. A prepara- tory school comes before this. I will be in Three A after these summer holi- days, which last from December the ninth to March the seventh. February is our hottest month. There are no singing or hygiene lessons but I have to learn algebra and geometry. All my friends here can ride and I am riding a lot now. We often ride along the sands of the Rio del Plata or River Plats. The bathing is very good in this river and one cannot see across it. I have la golden cocker Spaniel pup called Ginger born on Coronation Day, and a black cat. We have a big garden full of fruit trees and flowers for them to play in. I take dancing from the ex-leader of the ballet at the Colon Opera House. Fortunately she can speak English though she is an Italian by birth. We are enjoying three days of Car- nival now. Everyone dresses up in costumes, even the grown-ups. In the evening we drive around the streets which are covered with confetti and flowers. It is all very gay and happens every year. . I am afraid I have written far too much so please take the part you want and leave the rest. With best wishes to all my friends at Riverbend and write again soon, Peggy. With love from, DAPHNE STANLEY-HARRIS. Grade VI. 19 Spencer Hill, Wimbledon, London-S.W.19, February 1938. Dear Girls: After a page or so of extremely rash flattery your editor made the request that I should write and give an account of myself. She thanked me in advance -so what else could I do but take up my pen and oblige? I love this London town. There is something that holds and fascinates. It is old and quaint, yet large and be- wildering. Everywhere you witness a struggle between the old and the new. The ancients cling tenaciously to their old customs and buildings while the moderns brazenly proclaim a new era. For instance in the London of today you may see a row of buildings black with age and suddenly find a huge mod- ern cinema occupying the place of .im- portance at the corner. In fact London is a whole succession of contrasts. There are huge double-decker buses towering over tiny miniature cars, the noisy un- derground railways and the quiet ca- thedrals, the gay brave little garden plots even in the worst slum districts surrounded by the belching smoke of factories. V Another thing I will never cease to VOX FLUMINIS 55 wonder about is the number of beggars on the streets. Perhaps it is hardly fair to call them that because they do earn their pennies and in widely diver- gent ways. There is the organ-grinder sometimes with his saucy monkey, more often pitifully alone. Occasionally you may catch a glimpse of a street artist daubing colors onto a dirty piece of cardboard, or even decorating the pave- ment on which he sits. The well known flower girls still hold their own. Even though they are not the gay young things I once imagined them to be, they have the most glorious array of flowers imaginable and a rich cockney accent. No doubt you would like to know something about English schools. Or have you already been saturated with school girl annuals? At present I am one of the number of young ladies who may be seen walking in that well known formation The crocodile. We are distinguished, not one from the other but one rival school from the other, by our peculiar old fashioned velour hats with the telling band de- picting the favorite color of the head mistress. We will probably be carrying either our satchels or our hockey or tennis bags and nearly always have a raincoat near at hand-being one of the necessities of life in this country. Actually things aren't as different as one is given to believe. You are ex- pected to work hard and play hard and the English girl manages both very well, chiefly because she takes her studies and games seriously. Until she is about eighteen her whole life centres around her school and she cares sur- prisingly little about clothes or beaux. A great deal of stress is placed upon the various arts. Painting and music hold top place but quite a few go in for pottery and sculpture. Most English people are quietly amused at what they call our Ameri- can ideas. They are dreadfully sus- picious of central heating and much pre- fer to produce filthy black fogs from their numerous chimneys. The things they blame on this terrible heating sys- tem are really astonishing. One of the most popular theories is that it causes flu. Our gardener, who is quite an au- thority on local history, informs us that after one epidemic of the dread disease all the big hotels had to re- move their central heating. He tells another weird tale of a woman who blamed the death of her husband onto the heating system. But he may be prejudiced because he looks after our furnace! On week-ends, when it isn't raining or that nasty gentleman the fog isn't paying a visit, nearly every English- man takes to the country. And if the family pocketbook won't stretch that far there is always a nearby park, or heath. The English parks are really wonderful. Here in Wimbledon we are quite close to Richmond. It is a lovely place full of beautiful herds of deer, gnarled old oak trees and tiny lakes where small boys play with sailboats. There are no set bridle paths for riders. You may gallop up hill and down dale just as the fancy, or the horse decrees. It has been grand chatting to you all again but I mustn't be a dog in the manger. All the Very Best Wishes . Sincerely, FRANCES HEAKES, '37. ff -2. - F Zi- I ,,,ll,, . 9 liil4l' P u f 56 VOX FLUMINIS . DEFINITIONS E have long been brought up on uninteresting dictionary defini- tions. Your Editor feels that the fol- lowing ones, though lighter are equally true: A Gossip-a woman with a strong sense of rumour. Dust-mud with the juice squeezed out. Mother's definition of a pedestrian-a woman who owns a car and has two daughters going to Riverbend. Toast-what you eat in the morning and drink at night. Flattery--soft soap and soft soap is ninety percent lye. Diplomacy-the art of letting someone else have your way. A Politician-a man who's got what it takes to take what youive got. A Pekinese-a cross between a muff and a chrysanthemum. A Sheik-a guy who always has a gala night. The Perfect host-one who, when a guest spills the salt, overturns the table and smashes the mirror in or- der to- save him from being embar- rassed. A Skunk-A striped cat with B.O. A Grass Widow-one whose husband died from hay-fever. A Modern Girl-a vision in the eve- ning and a sight in the morning. An Excuse--anything which will sat- isfy a teacher. Teachers-individuals who talk when- ever they want to but only let us talk when we haven't anything to say. COMPLIMENTS OF . . . Canadian - Bemis ag Co. ALEXANDER AVE. AND PRINCESS ST. Compliments of . . . Ihr allinginrh HYPEZ -Dlimitrh Producers of High Class Printed Matter TELEPHONE 21 368 WALLINGFORD BUILDING KENNEDY STREET VOX FLUMINIS 57 gi' GZ? W 6' 'x Phyllis Chester: I drink about fifty cups of coffee a day. Barbara C.: Doesn't that keep you 773 awake. Phyllis: It helps. Mary P.: I saw the cutest hat down- town. Irene: Put it on and let's see how you look in it. if 214 2? , Miss Sheffield: What is the name of the place where the 'League of Nations' is held? Nora : T'he Garden of Eden. Sk Pk ii! Pat V.: Goodbye, Miss Edgar, I want to thank you for all I have learned from you. Miss Edgar: Don't mention it, it's nothing at all. is Pk ik Judge: What were you thinking about when you stole the sheep? Prisoner: I must have been wool- gathering. PZ: 8 914 Iris Carrested for speedingyz But your honour, I'm a Riverbend School- girl. Judge: Ignorance doesn't excuse anybody. :lf Pk Pk Laugh and the teacher laughs with you, Laugh and you laugh alone, The first one is the teacher's joke, The second one, your own. wk wk 23 Her best friends wouldn't tell her, so she flunked the exam. .WB 'wx Julia. DALE. Disgusted Mother: I hear you are always at the bottom of the class. Can't you get another place? Student: No, all the others are taken. Mary Irvine: Any mail for me? Postman: What's the name? Mary: It's on the envelope. 21 34 PIC Lorna: The horse I was riding wanted to go one way and I wanted to go another. Marjorie G.: Who won? Lorna: He tossed me for it. 24 Pk vii Peggy C.: I hear you got thrown out of the University for calling the dean a fish? Betty Newcombe: I didn't call him a fish. I just said, 'thatls our dean,' quickly? P14 Sk 22 Cop Cfinding a drunk clinging to a lamp-post and knocking on it loudlybz Hey, nobody lives there. Drunk: Hie, you're a liar, theresh a light upstairs. ik 914 Si! Barbara A.: Did you hear what your friend said about you? Shirley: No, I was in the other group talking about her. P14 Dk X Girl: I simply adore that funny step. Where did you pick it up? Boy: Funny step nothing. I'm losing my garter. 214 wk Sk A pupil's knowledge varies inversely as the square root of the distance from the teacher. 58 VOX FLUMINIS Mother: Well, what did they teach you at Riverbend today? Student: Oh, teacher told us that Columbus went 2,000 miles on a gal- leon. Mother: Don't believe all she tells you about those American cars. Q lk Ill Traffic Cop: Don't you know what I mean when I put up my hand? Old Lady: I ought to: I was a school teacher for 35 years. ill 12 Ik Janet Edgar: The Lord made us beautiful and dumb. Gloria: How's that? Janet: Beautiful so men would love us and dumb so that we would love them. IF if Il! Marg. Dowler: Where have you been for the last four years? Julia Dale: At college taking medi- cine. Marg.: And did you finally get well? HB 'll 3 Father: Young man, I'll teach you to make love to my daughter. Boy: I wish you would, I'm not mak- ing much headway. ik wk if Verna: I have a magnetic person- alityf' Anne: Yes, your clothes are charged. Ik all It Judge: I shall let you off today, but the next time you appear before me for speeding I shall send you to jail. Caroline: Sort of a weather forecast, eh judge? Judge: What do you mean. Caroline: Fine today, cooler tomor- row. lk ill Ill Maria: Good night, Franny? Frances: It sure was. Louie thought she was a chemist, But now she is no more, For what she thought was H20 Was H2SOa. Pk HI! Ik Miss Grant: Why do you call your alarm clock Macbeth? Mary McC.: Well, Macbeth doth murder sleep. 12 8 S Miss Edgar: Eleanore, can you ex- plain the' binomial theorem to me? Eleanore Troup: Just what don't you understand, Miss Edgar. 1 1 5 Mrs. McDowell: Beth, did you filter that solution? Beth: No, I didn't think it could stand the strain. ll 8 if Eileen Gray: Seen my golf socks, Mary? g Mary Harris: What do you mean,- golf socks? Eileen: They've got eighteen holes in them. ' Ik Sk 42 ' Helen Palk: Can you imagine any- thing worse than a giraffe with a sore throat? Joan H.: Sure, how about a centi- pede with corns. 12 if Sk A girl may be wearing a bathing suit when she can't swim, a ski outfit when she can't ski, but when she puts on a wedding outfit she means business. ill 8 42 June: Was Betty-Jo cool when she discovered a burglar in the school? Joyce: Cool, she was so cool her teeth were chattering. 8 Q ill -Mary Rose: What are you writing? Marg.: A joke. Mary Rose: Give him my love. VOX FLUMINIS 59 SOME NEWS OF FORMER STAFF Miss Jean Connacher ............................... . Miss Kathleen Dunlop .... ..................... Miss Ruth Fellows ............... - ............. Miss Coralie Fraser ..... - .... - ....................... Miss Doris Henley ............ ---- ............ - Miss Marian Macdougall Miss Dorothy Rutherford Miss Evelyn Shillington Miss Verna Vaux ............. Miss Beatrice Wilson ..... Miss Laura Cull ............ Miss Mary White .......... Miss Barbara Erith ..,.. Miss J.M.V. Foster ....... Miss Gwen Fraser .................. .............. - - Miss Gwen Bowman ---- .......... - ...... Miss Leita McKibbon ............. - ..... Miss Dorothy Mackereth Miss Gertrude Amies ........ - ....... ....... Miss Phyllis Lee ............. Miss Constance Young ...... ..... - - Miss Mary Matheson ..... Mrs. Frank Le Blanc .......... Dalhousie, N.B. Mrs. R. Litch ....................... - ,......,. .-Winnipeg ---- ........... .. .................. .Fenelon Falls, Ontario Mrs. Godfrey Lomas .......... Chemainus, B.C. ---- .......... - .......... - ................. Kingston, Ontario Mrs. Fred McDowell ........,,.......... Winnipeg Mrs J. A. Logan .................. Columbia, Mo. Mrs L. A. H. Smith ........ Timmins, Ontario Mrs. Ted Boecker ................ Naperville, Ill. Y.W.C.A. .................................... St. John, N.B. Retired ............... - ................. Vancouver, B.C. Moulton Ladies' College ........ Toronto, Ont. ...... .--. ........... .- ................... Surrey, England Girls' School -- ....... - ............ .New York State Mrs Mrs Mrs . Donald Leonard .............. Halifax, N.S. Nigel Lawrence ......... - ........... Winnipeg D. H. Kobold. .............. .East Kildonan Mrs. S. R. Kirk, secretarial work in Lon- Mrs don, England Stanley Laing ................. .. ..... Winnipeg in West Africa Principal, Mount Allison Ladies' College, Sackville, N.B. Mrs. T. R. Gunn ................ E'agle Rock, Calif. - SCHOOL DIRECTORY DOUGLAS HALL Name Address Telephone Head-Peggy Murray ................................ 728 South Drive ,,,,. - ,,,.,...,. ,,,,,, . 47 038 Secretary-Roberta Jean McQueen ........ 283 Yale Avenue ....... 46 936 Treasurer-Peggy Campbell .................... 7 Almonte Apts ,,,,,,,, , ,,,,,. 33 547 Sports' Captain-J une Lear ........ ....... 1 87 Yale Avenue .......,......,..,................ 46 476 Eleanore Troup ........................... ....... 2 99 Lipton Street ................................ 71868 II'iS Norman ..-................... ....... 9 43 Riverwood Ave., Ft. Garry ........ 46 097 Marjorie Gardiner ........................... ....... 8 9 Scotia Street .................................. 57 196 Florence Stirling ....... - ............................... 224 Campbell Street ..... ...... . 402 509 Mary Raike fcfo Mrs. G. F. Dent ............ 414 Campbell Street ..... .... Verna MacLachlan ...................................... The Pas, Manitoba. Eloise Edmond ........ - .... - ....... M824 Wellington Crescent ....... 41 466 Frances Walker ...... 197 Oak Street ..................... ....... 4 01 486 Shirley McLean ...... 405 Devon Court ............. 28 580 Joan Heaslip .......... .............. . ......... R ed Rock, Ontario. Barbara South ...... - .... - ............. 92 Niagara Street ...... 401 163 Joyce Johnston .................... ....... 71 Cordova Street ...... 402 771 Ruth Wilkinson ....................... - ........ ........ 2 39 Niagara Street ............. ....... 4 03 450 Winnifred Ruth McIntyre ,.,... ..,..... 2 58 Dromore Avenue ......... ....... 4 1 789 Marnie Brooks ......................... . ....... 578 Sherburn Street ........... .... Barbara Ann King ....... 1050 Grosvenor Avenue 41 517 Jane Lee -. ................... .... L -115 Brock Street ................. ....... 4 03 038 Audrey Tritt ...... .. ..,,, 1121 Grosvenor Avenue 41 212 Name Address 60 VOX FLUMINIS Elynor Crapper ....... Ruth Sanderson ..... 1 Doreen Gibson ......... Joan Ross ............ ..... Lois Donnelly .............. Dorothy Macallum ...... Dalores Caldwell ..... - Joan Kirkwood ....... Mary Mathers ..... Maida Johnston ....... Julian Harris ..... Donna Plant ...... STAFF- Miss Sadie Gregory ............. Miss Mildred Crawshaw ...... Mrs. F. McDowell ............... 20 Wellington Apts. 20 Biltmore Apts. ..... - 334 Elm Street ........... 401 Waterloo Street ...... 96 Furby Street ......... Telephone 403 427 403 854 31 344 71 121 36 762 45 658 7 Dalkeith Apts. .........,., ,,,,.,. - 1 Harvard Apts. .................-. ..,,,,. - 8 Riverview Mansions ......... ..,..... 340 Dromore Avenue ........... ........ 36 Purcell Avenue ................. ........ 125 Wellington Crescent ......... .....,.. 146 The Glen, St. Vital ....... .... GARRY HALL Head-Patricia Murray .....i.....,................ Secretary-Catherine Bingeman ............ Treasurer-Marjorie McKinnell .,.... . .... -- Sports' Captain-Jean Vinson - ............... -- Ruth Rich ..........t.............................. .... - Judy Bennett .,...., Pat Veysey ........ Emily Hayes ......... Nora Donnelly ..,.. - Virginia Hopper ......., Betty Laidlaw ......... Barbara Colyer .....,.... Anna May Coghill ...... Barbara Allan ......... Ethna Mitten .... ....... Joan Macarthur ....... Eileen Gray ....,............... Betty Slater ........... - .............. Marguerite McDonald Mary Elizabeth Edgar Betty Jo McCarten ........ Doris Pelkey ..... - .... -- Mary Carpenter ..... Marjorie Kehm ........ a Doris Moscarella ............... Mona Shirley Paget ....,,.,..,,. ..................., Carol Dahl ,.......... .1 ......... 1 ....... ---,- ..... Virginia Ross George ....... .... ...... , , ,.... - Elizabeth Gilchrist ...... .......... - ........... Eleanor South ............ Jean Gardiner ..... .............. ....,....,...... Gail Graham - .... -- Marilyn Smith ......... 36 873 49 798 292 Waverley Street ........ ........ 4 01 185 530 Rathgar Avenue ........ ........ 4 8588 40 Royal Crest Apts. -. .... ........ 4 9 306 728 South Drive ....... 47 038 342 Dromore Ave. ....... ........ 4 1 088 120 Canora St. ..... -.- -- .... - ..... 30 895 160 Cordova St. ......... .................. 4 03215 102 Handsart Blvd. ...... - ........... 61 570 231 Kingsway ..... i ........ 41 O77 849 Wolseley Ave. ..... ........ 3 3 114 Rose Valley, Sask. 96 Furby St. .... . ...... 31344 17 Harvard Ave. ....... ........ 4 3 045 West Kildonan ......... 55 617 225 Dromore Ave. ......... 45 641 58 Furby St. ........................ ........ 3 9 343 165 Leighton Ave., E. K11d. .............. 501 591 181 Ethelbert St. ................... ........ 3 4 591 182 Waverly St. .................. ........ 4 02 575 401 Kingston Crescent 203 928 253 Overdale St. ............ ........ 6 2272 52 Balmoral Place ...... ........ 3 3316 105 Brock St. ......... . ................ ........ 4 01 515 127 Harrow Ave. ................................ 47 630 Greysalon Apts., Spence St. ............ 71 134 233 Hertford Blvd. .... -- ....... -1--.. ....... 61 016 38 Crescent Place, Wilmette Iowa. 323 Kingsway ................. - .......... L ....... 43 875 219 Overdale St. ....................... - ....... 61 237 497 Raglan Road ......... .... ........ 3 3 1413 221 Academy Road ................... ........ 4 7 711 1015 Wellington Crescent ....... ........ 4 6 586 92 Niagara St. ..................... ........ 4 01 163 89 Scotia St. ........... ........ 5 7 196 69 Middle Gate ......... ........ 7 3 335 119 Handsart Blvd. ...... ........ 6 2245 VOX FLUMINIS 61 Name Address Telephone Mary Mackay .....,............... ........ 1 57 West Gate .............. 71 881 Marjory-Lynn McIntyre -------258 Dromore Ave. ........... -- 41 789 Sheila Smith ..............,........ ..... . --Ufniversity of Manitoba ...,.... 44 951 Eileen Hart ................. - .......... .... 9 Seridan Apts. .............. 35 392 Deane Hillsman .............. ........ 9 4 Middle Gate ..,... 35 940 STAFF- Miss Josephine Sheflield ........ Lyndhurst, Ont. Miss Edna Burns ............ -. ..... Oak Lake, Man. Mrs. Alice Price ....... ....... . ...... 1 24 Walnut St. .....,. 30 039 NELSON HALL Head-Caroline Harris ..... ................., 1 25 Wellington Crescent .....i. 49 798 Secretary-Mary Harris ............ ....... 1 25 Wellington Crescent ....... 49 798 Treasurer-Ferne Lount ..... - ..................... 214 Overdale St. ................. 61 294 Sports' Captain-Louie Leistikow .......... 1 Amhurst Apts. .,.... 49 036 Beth Willson ..................... .... .....,...... .....,. 1 8 5 Lyle St. .............. 63 571 Virginia Hopper ....,.. .,,..,. 1 7 Harvard Ave. .... 43 045 Phyllis Bacon ........ ........ 6 88 Jessie Ave. ....................... 48 465 Margaret Dowler ..... .,..,.. 81 Waterloo St. .................................. 402 779 Anne Shaw .... - ....... ,.......,. , .... 1 MacKinnon Road, Ottawa. Julia Dale ............ , .......... . 3 Winnitoba Apts. ............... 31327 Edith Argue ......... . ........... 189 Kingston Row ................... 204 434 Helen Winram ........ .............. 1 30 Machray Ave. ........... 52 101 Mary Irvine ........ - .,... -Pine Falls, Manitoba. Phyllis Chester ,.,... ,- ,,,..., ,,.,,. , ,548-B Stradbrooke Ave. ......... 43 224 Barbara Allan ..,.,,.. ,,,,,,,, 1 65 Leighton Ave., East Kild 501 591 Esther Stronach ,,,-,,, ,.,,,,-, 2 92 Montrose St. ....................... 401642 Maureen Knights ---L ....... ,....... P ort Arthur, Ont. Mary McLeod ,,,,.,,. ,,,, 3 Alcade Apts. ................ 45 553 Shirley Pinfold ,,,,,, -,,,-,,- 4 3 Middle Gate .................... 34 907 Marion Booth ,--,,, ,,,.,,,, 1 190 Wellington Crescent ....... 402 478 Lorna Aikins ,---,, ,,,-,,., 2 18 Roslyn Road ..... - ............. -. ..... 47 084 Joan Pickard ...... -. ...... 297 Yale Ave. .....,......,..,....., 45 O32 Helen McLean ........ ........ 9 01 Wellington Crescent ......... -.43 992 Helen Palk .......... ........ 3 36 Dromore Ave. ................................ 41 495 Lois McLean ............. ........... 3 Kingston Row, East Kild 201 362 Doris Donnelly ..... - .... ---- -- ..... 96 Furby St. ............. . ............... 31 344 Mary Colyer ................... ........ 2 25 Dromore Ave. ........ 45 641 Mary Elizabeth Judd ...... ..... - -366 Elm St, ................ 401 O25 Phyllis Graham .,..... ........ 1 84 West Gate .......... 73 319 Helen Emerson ...... ........... 1 96 Waterloo St. ................. 401 174 Betty Cooper - ..... .............. - ..... 3 89 Montrose St. .................... 402 039 Elaine Mclnnes ...... 1 .... - .... - ....... 1274 Wellington Crescent ....... 403 606 Jeanette Spencer ....... ........ 2 27 Waverly St. ...................... 403 216 Frances Abbott ...... ........ 1 27 Grenfell Blvd. ............. 61579 Helen Graham ........ .... - ---184 West Gate ....... 73 319 STAFF- Miss Marjorie Edgar ...,....... ,- ........ Harriston, Ontario. Miss Ainslie MacKinnon ........ ..... 31 Glenwood Ave., Toronto. Miss Mary McLeod .... . .......... .... 5 Lancaster Apts. .................. ....... 4 3 257 62 VOX FLUMINIS YORK HALL ' Name Address Telephone Head-Margaret Graban ......................... .102 Roslyn Road ..... 42 990 Secretary-Margaret Bennett ................. 231 Kingsway .................... ........ 4 1 077 Treasurer-Mary Paterson ..................... .Fort William, Ont. Sports' Captain-Mary Rose Mackenzie 248 Wellington Crescent .....,,,, ,,,,,,,. 4 1 179 Maurine Stuart .....................,............... ..... . Keeler, Sask. Jean McFarlane .................................... . ..... 1.71 Arlington St. ................................ 36 836 Phoebe Macnab ..... 1031 Durham Ave., Calgary, Alta. Betty Morton ....... 120 Hertford Blvd. .........................,.... 63 315 Irene Pieper ............. Gretna, Manitoba. Ruby Benidickson ...... ......... 3 11 Baltimore Road .....- 42 064 Kathleen Benner ........ 537 Basswood Place ............................ 30 539 Shirley Cruikshank ...... .......... 1 54 Oak St. .........................,.,.........,...... 401 974 Beverley Elsey ....,.. 235 Munroe Ave., East Kildonan .... 503 794 Sidney Flanders 57 Kennedy St. ...........,.....,,-.............. 21 108 Maria Kipp ,-,,,, ,,,,, 1 030 Wellington Crescent 403 421 Gloria Brown ,,,,,,, Waverley St. ................ ........ 4 01 510 Anne Colyer ,,,,,. Dromore Ave. ....... 45 641 Janet Edgar ....,..1. Phyllis Hunter ......... Joan Sanderson ..... Betty Best .................... ....... . .- Florence McCurdy ........... ......... Margaret Winstanley Joan Harris .1.................. ......... J oan Francis .....,..... Shelagh Lear .......e...... ......... Mildred Longstaife ........ . ..... Betty Johnson .....,.....,....... ......... Kathleen Richardson Sherry Carruthers ........ Lorna Body ............. Joan Carruthers ....... Mercedes George ....... ......... Barbara McLean ......... ......... Marion Rose ............. STAFF- Miss Allison Grant ...,., ......,., Miss Gladys Coke ....... .,.... Brock St. .............. - Baltimore Road' ...... Biltmore Apts. .... - 401 515 42 976 Walnut St. ........... 34 635 Dorchester Ave. .......... ........ 4 9 891 Waverley St. ................... ........ 4 03 388 Wellington Crescent ......... ........ 4 9 798 Langside St. ................ ........ 3 0 164 Yale Ave. ......... 46 476 Oakvievv Ave. ....,....,., ........ 5 01532 Purcell Ave. ....................... ........ 3 6 873 Wellington Crescent ......... ........ 4 4 678 Wellington Crescent ....... ........ 4 5 564 East Gate ............................. ........ 3 1 465 Wellington Crescent 45 564 Academy Road ............... ........ 4 7 711 Wellington Crescent ..... - ........ 43 992 Grosvenor Ave. ............. ........ 4 7 677 10440-83rd Avenue, Edmonton, Alta. 944 Warsaw Ave., VOX FLUMINIS The College of Higher Standards . if ' - 1,, x -3:5 'ff-f 'fxeix R it , . e mi -3.. -45:1 ,,,-f - . I -e S - 1. Q 1-:ffl S o m. E- X . -ae, ' f' A . 1- ,S 11 .. --...g if A ll 5 . Z v - -. -- P' 3' . fA , f'1, '7'5'5: F1-liiiilii' 'f Zfil-f--1+'l'! 1515131-F-'E-'-551 Hifi iw ' T i 451. 5 5 - I S, wfnug. Z . . - gk- ' ,LIU I' I 49:1 Q- Q 'ij'-,,,1i ' ,Y iv - L? nt- A' Z:-I 43211- ACCREDITED by lllllllll zf llllllllllllllllllllllllll : JQWC TUPSQQX f . ' : I Co if- , tr? 5 5 E Active E ,gl QE M27 ,Q 5 Independent E Employment W gt 5 B. E. A. 5 5 , E Aa E! E , . E : SBTVICB 5 - Q, Ab 5 Examlnatlons E ' 'IAFFILIATED 2 5 lllllllllllillll IIllllllllllllllllllllllll E : OUR ADMITTANCE STANDARD FOR DAY ' CLASSES IS : GRADE XI CSupplements Allowedj There zs no hzgher standard in Winnipeg : CLASSES ARE CONDUCTED CONTINUOUSLY THROUGHOUT THE YEAR ' Enninvnn Glnllvgr D. F. FERGUSON, President Portage Avenue at Edmonton Street Phone 25 843 or 25 844 64 VOX FLUMINIS RIVERBENDERSJ f fifgfigf i f i I I H .-:1:2:I:3r3' -'.',- 5:i'?'I-If - 5 J-. -35-3.5-iff? ' ,.g.gzffffifffffifififfffgfz-. -, ,135 :':':'f'f':fE5i5:2:.., 5E5S5E5EfE5E5S5ES 1 iEff1f11ff1ff111ff' 'N 2 U , '-isasisisisifsijs5s5sg.gfi52::s2f2fiifffff? 1 , J 1 ' , . h N B YI I is me Are Af T 9 A -'e e -. at4925353ffEg3g3555s525s5etjfisisiiiisfsigiifg, Ne - - 0 Cool, immaculate dresses, de- signed for young Charm and E15-Yr5r5rEf5Y:P5'E?25553355:E2E3QE5S52E5E5S5 25555:-5555555 . freedom of action. Carefully in cut of lon wearin re- Qmg . g g' p - gigsgsgg,1gffg1g5ssgsgsg.g 'gsgsgsgsgsw Peg. shrunk Indlan Head the have ' H4 fsSsSs2sSf'1'1:tifs:sfs5z32.'s:s:is:5:1.?2s.1..... We . ' 1 Q A 9 deep pleated skirts, deep hems fx.. i 'K and neat zippered fronts Grey with white collars. Sizes 6 to ..,. . 15 Years ------------------- --------- 5 3-25 0 Maffrhlng Bloomers- Each 51.00 .. . . '.' '.-.-, , I '.'.'.'.'.-5.-1'-2' :-.f:-:-:-:-:-'- 4' ' ' ' ' ' gZ7'5Z3'5f.' I? 2512. 2:3:- f:5: '-5 Q.:-fEQq::5k'f:-'Q. '-:-::Y:1:':!'1 --:-:-:2! 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Young Folk Need Plenty of GCJOD BREAD Energize Young Bodles With CANADA B REA D Whether lt be to replace energy expended 1n the classroom or out doors the best body fuel 1S an appGt1Z1l'1g wholesome bread 11ke CANADA BREAD CANADA BREAD CO LTD PHONE 39 017 WEDDING AND BIRTHDAY CAKES TO ORDER H ll The Quality goes in before the name goes on , . . . . If 23 I I VOX FLUMINIS COMPLIMENTS . . . BARTON, 1+'ERGIE 8: CO. NATIONAL CARTAGE BUILDING Agents for INDEPENDENT BISCUIT' COT., LTD. Manufactufrers of those delicious . . . CHOCOLATE PUFFS - CHOCOLATE GRAHAM WAFERS HOME MADE COOKIES Et . , c Only the Best for Riverbend 1938 DODGE CUSTOM FOUR-DOOR TOURING SEDAN Complete - 51,149.00 - Winnipeg DODGE WINNIPEC SALES Breen Motor Company Limited 247 MAIN STREET AIKINS, LOFTUS, AIKINS, WILLIAMS Sz MacAULEY BARRISTERS, Etc. WINNIPEG MANITOBA VOX FLUMINIS 'We .Proudly . . . .ocS'ay Street Cars and Buses . gre Safe p Street railway employees have reduced accidents over 60070 since 1929. Careful and courteous operation is largely respon- sible for this. Your co-operation in ex- tending this Work will make our streets safer for all. Ride - Street ' Caors - and - Jduses Winnipeg Electric Company VOX FLUMINIS COMPLIMENTS OF Progpt ' TELEPHONE an A A sgifiszae S' , Dependable VJXJVS A T '5ggENP3iLE' f 31961 Service . . C mes, DYERS ws CLEANERS Lumlid Dine Uailvm and Uwwiefna YOUNG ST. - LAT PORTAGE7 - WINNIPEG 2 ,fb CAPITAL COAL CQ ' Limrmn All that is Best in our Canadian Coal WHOLESALE AND RETAIL CAPITAL COAL COMPANY LTD. Please note our New Address 246 SOMERSET BLDG. - - PORTAGE AND DONALD VISIT . . . Brathwaites Tea Room A for After Theatre Parties PORTAGE AVENUE AT VAUGHAN STREET CArrangements made for Private Partiesl VOX FLUMINIS Always 'A Good A Phone: 87647 I ' CITY DAIRY LTD. Imperial Bank of Canada Head Office: TORONTO, ONT. A General Banking Business Transacted O SAVINGS DEPARTMENT 0 SAFETY DEPOSIT BOXES O COLLECTIONS, DRAFTS AND MONEY ORDERS City Branches at MAIN AND BANNERMAN, MAIN AND SELKIRK, ARLINGTON AND WESTMINSTER, and ST. VITAL Serving the Public of Winnipeg for More than 50 Years VOX FLUMINIS BENDER ,ew S,f',j'Q, 'f g 5500 402 PORTAGE AVE. WINNIPEG, MAN Szfer f7uture . . . It is important, above many important considerations chat will affect the Welfare of your child, to make sure that she will have the education you plan for her, whether you are on hand to see to it or not. The Great-West Life has a plan that will do just that. Besides making sure that the funds necessary for school or college will be ready when needed, it also has adequate insurance features covering the earlier years of life. It takes very little to secure these bene- fits if you invest early. Ask for full particulars. THE GREAT-WEST LIFE ASSURANCE CIIMPANY HEAD OFFICE: WINNIPEG COMPLIMENTS OF Security Storage Co. Ltd 725 PORTAGE AVENUE HOSIERY AND BAGS I VOX FLUMINIS 3 level 3 cups 1 level the sugar. remainder When next you make cakes or cook- ies, see what a sur- prising improvement Domestic Shortening makes. Try it in all pas try. As good as butter and costs far less. Better than lard for frying be cause you can use it over and over again--it carries Nor will it smoke at the high temperatures good frying requires. .,f' I , f N Wav svvf' SHORTENING makes a effer Creamed lcin DOMESTIC SHORTENING CHOCOLATE ICING tablespoonfuls Domestic. 3 heaping tablespoonfuls Cocoa. Icing' Sugar. teaspoon Salt. llig teaspoon Vanilla. METHOD Cream Domestic, salt, cocoa and half Add sufficient boiling water to make a soft consistency-then add of the sugar and vanil1a-- cream to a smooth texture. These quantities make suf- ficient for a large layer cake. To make a white icing use same recipe omit- ting cocoa and adding: 2 teaspoons Lemon Extract 2 teaspoons Vanilla Extract OMESTI S1-1on:n-:Nino 1, Ky 1 'I jrixt ,r iff 5 gf XX - it ' X ,X V' .-7'-'nl' ' Mlllllgw ,I Ml , fl . .- . neither taste nor odor. ' W Limb ,,.. .....--' ' ' PURELY VEGETABLE 1 c wov ' FAMOUS HOME-MADE PICARDY CANDIES 11 STORES IN WINNIPEG Gfpilliam .fenn WDM Oil CNN ECQX4 Vx and ww vii? QQ! Worth Star gasoline NGRTH STAR CIL LIMITED COMPLIMENTS OF . . . A. B. C-ARDINER VOX FLUMINIS FSSTT Hlllbridge ALWAYS Riding Club ITS - - wall HUN2ii?3L'lU11f555ES AND mg FW 9 o GIFTS THAT ARE DIFFERENT IS YOUR CHILD FIT TO GO TO SCHOOL Clothlng books pens and pen CIIS school bag or book strap important items of equ1pment of course but the ma1n thing s physlcal fitness The burden of learnlng falls prlncipally upon the eyes the gateway to the mind Are the eyes of your child all 'ready for the schoolday tasks ahead? Me tal dullness nervousness d c'ent me ory ,irritability and general ill health-these are frequent symp- toms of eye trouble with children Many a child has been 'regarded stupid when, as a matter of fact the mind was bright and active and normal but the channel to it-the eyes-was defective. 'Qlnhvri Sv. liamaag Guild Optician 283 DONALD STREET ' FOR HIRE O A Safe Place to Learn the Art of Riding O WE INVITE INSPECTION 4 PHONE 44117 WALTER J. KANE o ART PHOTO ENGRAVING furi- BYIQJSDS call 8639l PHOTOGRAPHY VOX FLUMINIS BROADWAY FLORISTS Fresh Cut Flowers Daily for All Occasions Q 277 PORTAGE AVE. PHONE 24 180 The logical step after fRiverbend is . . Western 0 0 Canada's Finest 5Business Training College . . I . THE PLAN Individual Instruction . . . a unique plan of instruction built up during twenty-five years' experience in training for business positions. A plan of instruction peculiar to the Dominion Business College, where students are required to work . . . to do a certain amount of work known as a day's work each day of attendance, this amount being gradually increased in quantity and variety as the student progresses in his course and as he advances until at the completion of any course he is Working as a self- directing individual on his own initiative. In connection with this plan is a 5 5332 staff that regards itself as a group of QMHSHM helpers to those who will help them- pol y selves to learn. I 5' IT PAYS TO ATTEND EG'f5f92g'Sm A GOOD SCHOOL TQ, . E 'f!IcIenl Schou DOMINION BUSINESS COLLEGE FRANK TURNBULL'S SERVICE STATION BRITISH AMERICAN No. 28 . A Complete Motor Service ROSLYN Sz OSBORNE ST. PHONE 46 388 '1.,..ss I2 - Jr' gnllfgiu' s-'. 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Ties and crests are chosen at school, but it's to Eaton's you come for tunics, blous- es, blazers, shorts, calots, berets and ' - bloomers. We contribute to school needs . . . and keep our prices in a comprehensive range. 615-gi-17:14 J 'B f pad lv lf ' Girls' Spofrtwear, Fifth Floor. ,fl A 1 395 g f OX Wwe 2 4,1 fl!! f a ,lm ffl l gf ,c -r,'.'A ..r', LPA , .1 ' A ,. 'pn . A I SV - ' 4 'V 'H' ' .. 'fb' Ll 1 fi 1' gs 4 hi? A 'u lr JW' sh , fl.. :',s'I fl V ft' 1. ,v 'Qs,f 'G' T? 1 is Jr 8,15 - ' x Pl ' , P-4 'nn g 5 ., i 4' y A 'fl 4 1. lj' 5 - ,5 . . wa 'H ff I PM I t . . 'yn-' 'L X , W --A. .I.. 1 . '3 4 , -H, -r . f N .' x . . ,Vg . ' ,gkv ., ,Nl 1 I, r p-.w Q 3- Q I ,fiff 'qu A U I .Ml ' 'l f 4 T A V Tx 4 ' ,A , A ITF!! T' A -A -aff ' .e '-fir -r17,f, U . K4--44 7 1' , f,t . rss' VH 1. JNL U- ' ,S 'yi 1 .k r 1 Y ,'. Q, -. t .M -' 4.'. I 1 .. 1 ' I. 1 , , 1, C-rf., ,sk M- ,B A W. . - T , xv.. ,LT -,' w AMI? ' ,fn A. 'L Jw Y sf' , , . .4 in 'H A- .-'.' A L ggi ,',! .Q I T, tg. A A' U v , alafg 1 -'fre . , X Qggvyi Q, . ', , .r 1 mf , Y I at f' A I I-', H ga it V M! .A '.1.'viL '- 3 ' N .- , J w Lar s H - .1 ff? X ' ' 1 A 'lax-.. f wg' -U1 T 15, on ..-gn gg -,-fm. Q ' 'rv' A ' J' fi iff.: 'I 7 '. :nggg I , ,x,T.f1 . .A fill ff. ' 5 . 1: apt n' I , v A i .r V , fl' , L T' lift. M f' :A if JJ- . I f '. ' 'Z 4 J' 'war - ' ,P - 1 li if WW' 'll'E7'..-:.- 5: -'e.-l:rW',- :i9?'f2'f??i ' t 5 i Y t . 1-1 2 Established 1857 GRAIN MERCHANTS SHIPPERS EXPORTERS AMES RICHARDSON s. SoNS LIMITED EXECUTIVE OFFICES: WINNIPEG Ojfices across Canada,- .BONDS - STOCKS - MINES OILS - COMMODITIES Private wires connecting all our offices throughout Canada and to leading markets. , JAMES RICHARDSON a. SoNS MAIN STREET ' WINNIPEG