Ruperts Land Girls School - Eagle Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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paw 20 .,..x..x..,..x..x..,,.,..,..x..,..,..,..,..,..,..x..,..x..,..,..,..,..,..,..x..,..x..031 T H E E A G LE Ig.. The following letters are supposed to have been written one hundred years ago. Actually they were written by Joan Macaw and Barbara Hamon, descendants of these men. Salter and Hollis, Halifax, N.S., June 25, 1336. My dear Haliburton, Congratulations on that last most expressive speech of yours, also on your sketches in the Nova Scotianf' My family and I enjoyed them so much, and hope to see them in a book some day. Have you heard any more about Howe's Railway Scheme? He is still trying to persuade the Government. to support him. Railway enthusiasm seems to be increasing. They tell me that the Albion Coal Company at Pictou is considering importing an engine from England to haul coal from the mines to the dock-rather an expensive project I should say. I also hear that there is a horse-drawn railway running from Richelieu to La Prairie, do you know of it? The new steam-sail supply ship arrived last week. Sir Colin Campbell said that the dispatches report that the King is ailing, after all he is quite old now. I suppose Princess Victoria will be Queen next, since Princess Charlotte is dead. Do you think a woman would be a satisfactory ruler? Queen Elizabeth and Queen Anne brought us prosperity, but would Victoria? Howe was elected to the Assembly yesterday, He made a rather good speechg declared that the English Parliament couldn't understand Canadian affairs, and so shouldn't rule Canada. I think he is crazy. How can a set of uneducated backwoods-men know enough to rule their country? I suppose that now he is elected he will try to pass his Twelve Resolutions. Of course Parliament will not accept them, although they have some sensible suggestions. I must close my letter as the stage coach will leave in half an hour. Hoping you will excuse my incoherence, I remain, Yours sincerely, Maalchi Salter. PS. The Governor has suggested that I call my home 'A House of St. Andrews because of the diagonal cross on the door. NVhat do you think of this suggestion? Names for houses are becoming the fashion now, you know. M. S. Clifton, Windsor, NS., .Iuly 4, 1836. My dear Salter, Thank you so much for your congratulatory letter. I am so glad your family enjoyed my sketches in the Nova Scotianf' I have had so many exacting criticisms thatfwcll, here is an excerpt.- I read one of your sketches in the 'Nova Scotian' and am astounded at your appalling judgment. You will entirely corrupt the keen intellect of our Canadian youth, and I hope you will abstain from further expression of your views .... etc. I am forced to believe someone disagrees with me. I do not think Howc's railroad scheme will come to much, as it is too expensive, and Parliament is rather pressed for money at present. I had a letter from a friend in Quebec who told me of the following incident which happened on the little horse-railway running from Richelieu to the St. Lawrence. He says, HI got on the railway at La Prairie: we jolted along at the tremendous speed of seven miles per hour. The road is very hilly, and we had to walk up the hills as it was too hard on the horses to make them pull us. As hills occurred often, we walked most of the way. lYhen we at last arrived, I felt for my brief-case, which I had put under the seat, and all I felt was space. A board had dropped out of the floor and my case was gone. Is that the kind of railroad Howe is advocating? I was talking to one of the directors in charge of t.he Albion Mines, Pictou, and he says they have decided to have a railroad from the mines to the harbour, The engine is to be run by steam. Quite an improvement, eh? But will it work? Howe made a fine speech at thc Opening of Parliament last week, didn't hc? Too had he was on the side of Responsible Government. I wonder if parliament will pass his 'fTwelve Resolutions. If they do, he will send them to England, and that will be unfortunate. The one about education is reasonable, but the rest are not. Responsible Government is only for an independent country like the U.S.A.g if this country had it, we should soon be at cross purposes with Great Britain and that would mean-Revolution! Responsible Government is Responsible Nonsense. I heard your wife, Susannah, was going to Boston on Captain Mulbery's ship the t'Abergail I hope she has a pleasant time. Would it be too much trouble for her to get my wife twenty yards of crimson broadcloth and some gold braid, as it can be obtained more cheaply there? I think House of St. Andrews is a very appropriate name. Sir Colin Campbell is certainly to be congratulated on his choice. You know he suggested Clifton, the name of my home. It is very sad to think of King William dying, but I believe Princess Victoria will make a very good queen. Give my kind regards to your family, Sincerely yours, Thomas Chandler Haliburton. CD56 OVERHEARD IN THE LIBRARY CAn. Early Victorian opinion. of modern stylesj QDF ALL the rooms in the School, the Library, situated on the first floor in the East wing, is the most pleasant. It is an ideal place in which to write a story, all you have to do is to sit still and let your imagination work, and then you can hear many things. One day as I sat in the Library, I thought I heard the following conversation between some of the people in the picture of The Court at St. James' Palace, on the west wall, and Archbishop Strir1ger's picture over the Hreplace. Cozuitess of Spencer: My dear, I think that one of these days I shall faint with horror and fall right out of the picture. Lady Augusta Stum't.' I quite agree with you, those atro- cious costumes the girls are Wearing. Just see! Their skirts don't even reach their knees! They have cut their hair! They aren't fit to be seen in public, yet they go about as if it were quite natural. Duchess of llIrm.cl1esLcr.' Times have changed! VVhy, at fifteen we would no more have thought of wearing short skirts and bobbed hair than we should have thought of riding astride. It's so undignifiedf' Lady Augusta Stuczrt Yes, and the way they speak. They are so impolite, and they never have the decency to curtsey to their elders-they simply standf, ffounless of Spencer: Outrageous! And did you see that girl in here todav in pants? .'ll'!'llb'l!Sll01J Stringer: But my dear ladies, times have changed. These girls are as much up-to-date and act with as much propriety for their times, as you did in yours. C'nu.ntess QfS1JPlLCE7'.' Maybe so, Your Grace, but I think that if Her Majesty were not looking at the Marchioness of Carmarthen and that if she saw them, she would send them at once to a Reformatoryf' IJILNPFSS of rwrmchestcr: Disgraceful! .-lrclzbishop SLr'z'ngcr: Ladies! Ladies! Please remember this is 1936 not 1836. Styles have changed. Lady Augusln Stuart: Just the same, I don't approve! This beautiful room is absolutely spoilt by these new ideas. It's dignified air is stolen away. It's infamous, infamous! Prince Consort: Ladies, we are past and goneg the King of England approves: it is not for us to object. -Joan .'l1'acf1u', Grade IX.

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R U P E R T l S L A N D C O L L E G E Ian- as-nsnxnsn-xnxnsnxns:asusnxuxsnxnsnxuxnvsnsuxuxnsn Hardly had he finished this sentence before a terrific crash rent the air, and Richard found himself confronted by an ethereal being. Somewhat astonished, and, although nothing would have induced him to admit it, the least bit nervous, Mr. Hardheart inquired in a small voice as to the object of this visit, and by whom the visit was made. The being replied in a low, grave voice, 'II am the Spirit of Musicg you have wished there were no music. Come! You shall see the world bereft of this priceless gift. Richard gasped-what was to happen? His reveries were interrupted by t.hat low, grave voice, Follow me, and you shall see. To all the questions Mr. Hardheart asked, this mysterious remark was the answer, and then he felt himself slowly rising, and drifting, drifting into space. Then out of the mists that surrounded them there came to Richard's ears the low, reverent speech of the congrega- tion at prayer. They descended to the ground and watched the proceedings. Richard was puzzled. There seemed to be something missing, yet the people were grave and devoutg the clergyman, gentle and benevolent. He looked up and found the gaze of his guide upon him. Ah! said the Spirit, 'tyou are learning. Richard, more mystitied than ever, found himself again carried away, this time to a narrow, dirty little street in the suburb of the city, where a group of children were dancing along hand in hand, seemingly quite happy. Yet again he noted something amiss. There was not the life, the rhythm in their movements that should have been there. Then, as the picture faded, there came to Richards ears a familiar sound. The tramp of many marching feet. Soldiers, marching along the dusky trail. Where was the joyous energy Richard knew of old? The faces of the men denoted fatigue and dreariness. He could not understand it. The mist gathered again, and Richard floated onwards. This time as the mist, cleared he saw that his spirit companion had led him into the presence of those afflicted with sightless eyes. Some of them were knitting, some reading braille, some weaving basket work. As their tragic fingers deftly followed their occupation, Richard was aware of a stillness scarcely broken by their saddened voices. Then the mist gathered and Richard, stirred to the bottom of his heart, heard that low, grave voice saying, What have you learnt?l' He answered, t'Oh! Spirit of Music, I have learnt that when I wished that music would cease to exist I made an unforgiveable mistake. The atmosphere of that little church, which seemed lacking in something, I have now realized needed the reverent strains an organ gives forth. Those little children in the suburban street whose feet seemed to lack the happy freedom, needed the rhythm of music to guide their dancing steps. His voice grew to a mumble as he thought of a day, many years ago, when he had marched along a dusky road singing lustily at the top of his voice with his companions. Man as he was, he felt a lump in his throat as he continued, Those poor soldiers with weary feet and weary minds-oh! if only I could start them with 'Tipperary' or some of the old songs our regiment used to sing. Richard gulped as his mind conjured up the pathetic sadness with which those poor, blind men sat at their various occupations, and he went on, 'fThose poor, blind people, how their tasks would have been lightened could they have listened to the sweet strains of some orchestra. There was real anguish in his heart as he turned to his com- panion. But with a slow, quiet smile of satisfaction the ethereal being melted into the mist. -Joyce Tarpfirz., Grade VIII. C566 Grandchamp, Le 2 mai, 1935. Ma chere amie, Nous sommes sur la ferme de mon frere et nous sommes arrives jeudi. La maison de la ferme est tres grande et elle a six fenetres. Au milieu de la route il y a une longue barriere noire et derriere notre ferme il y a beaucoup de champs verts. Un facteur apporte nos lettres tous les matins neuf heures et ma soeur se leve pour le voir. Mon petit cousin grimpe une echelle au grenier et il se couche dans le foin avec son chien. Maman l'appelle a midi. Tous les soirs nous nous promenons au moulin at vent sur la colline. Nous allons dans les salles et voyons les arbres des fenetres et apres nous jouons un jeu. Toute a vous, Grace Edgar, Grade VIII. Le Hameauf' Beaufort, Le Ii aofit, 'Citi Mon chere Jaqueline, Nous sommes arrivesl Nous avons quitte Paris le 30 juillet, et nous sommes arrives ici le 31 juillet. Le Hamcau est a 160 milles de Paris, pres de la riviere. Il y a beaucoup de champs, qui sont grands et verts, et la riviere va a eote. La maison est au bord de la riviere, aussi. La maison est tres belle, avec de tres larges fenetres. Ma salle est derriere. Sous elle il y a une mare. Dans la mare il y a des roseaux. .I'ai un jardin potager, et beaucoup de legumes. Des laitues, des artichauts, des epinards, des carottcs, des tomates, et des petits pois. . Bijou amene les vaches et les bmrfs aux champs tous les jours. Nous avons beaucoup de ruches et beaucoup de gui-pcs. Nous avons des piques-niques sur l'herbe sur la berge dc la riviere. Tous les soirs nous nous promenons par la rivierc au moulin, ou nous chantons pres d'un feu. Votre amie affectionee, Izllll. --Iicslfr' 1'l1Hl'f1IlI'I', ffrllrfc VIII. Q. 7 LITERAL OBEDIENCE YOUNG teacher who graduated from the Normal School last .Iune was asked one day to substitute in a higher grade than that for which she was trained. She was a little nervous over the temporary promotion and was anxious that everything should go off in the usual good order. While instruct- ing the class in Composition, she said, Now children, don't attempt any flights of fancy, don't try to reproduce things you have read, but just be yourselves and write what is really in you. As a result of this advice, one little boy turned in the following composition. I'm not going to attempt any flights of fancyg I'm just going to write whatfs in me. I've got a heart, a liver, two lungs and some other things like that, then I've got a stomach, and its got in it: a pickle, a piece of pie, two sticks of peppermint candy, and my dinner. -Gracc Loiivlcn. QQED TO THE SEA I love the endless rhythms of the sea, Now raging angrily, then gently sadg At times it seems to sing a song of glee, Of joy and merriment, of hearts made glad. Again its rolling waves chant mournful songs Of dreadful storms, of nights with terror filledg Imagining, I hear the drowned throngs, Although their voices are forever stilled. Secrets of centuries the sea doth hold, Beneath its green and everswelling waves- Of pirate ships gone down, with wealth untold, Of priceless chests with gold from ancient caves. Man won elsewhere, when man and nature met, But still the waves roll on, unconquered yet. -Joyce Turpin., Grade VIII.

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R U P E R T , S L AN D C O L L E G E -xusf-sus-nxn-s-axe--scAg--xuxnx.-snxnxuxnxnsuxnx.-xipx- Page THE PROCTORS SOME members of Grade X put their heads together over a joint piece of work. Marjorie Chisholm wrote a description of the members of the Proctor family, and Audrey Garnett illustrated them, Frances Hunt described their house, of which Jocelyn Richardson had drawn the plan, Stephanie Richards planned their estate, which Betty McDonald des- cribed, and Virginia Cameron wrote a story about the lives of this famous Proctor family. Not all of this work could be reproduced, but here is some of it: is a mirror in a gilt frame. The only pictures in the room are water-colours and etchings. The furniture consists of a grand piano,Ichairs and chesterfields upholstered in either rust or green. The dining-room furniture is mahogany, with mulberry-colored drapes and rugs, the pictures are sea-scapes done in oils. ln the library there is a large brick fireplace, the bookcases reach nearly to the ceiling, and on the tops of them are busts of the great musical composers. The inantel-piece is ornamented with cups and other trophies won by members of the family. Scarlet and ivory form the colour scheme in the kitchen, where there is every modern convenience to help the cook and maids. The bedroom of Colonel and Mrs. Proctor contains l l t :nfl l gg V' z 30 I I Z n 'HALI' A1 t. l I' j 119 snooei E cz I 3, Oi 3, wfinrmonr D 3D F 0- F I i I -C IRTHKYW 5-fm-my r'lmD's - r1AlD'5 Btbnoorl summon U1 1 FV :, 5 . n I- r1nio'S Bnnn 2 BEDRQQI-1 2 S, CUYUDHIDF ,,,...m,. :..i ..., j msg-Eiwg--ff-cg? D '-sgopdi' g:,....,':.-ga 5 Dv'-1 'C5-IQUQOU' - 3' CD-cu'7 'SD,f'v' C 31 garb Zffbv-siggbv-,UQ ID ev-'D ,22g'3.sQ:, 'j m gpg:-ng-4....m ...D -1. O :-'1 f p m QE-m5'IQQe+'pq4 i? 5' ::S.O'D-cvfs'-.. 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He is a healthy, robust man, with frank blue eyes which twinkle out of a ruddy countenance, and his greying hair and sandy moustache give him a very distinguished appearance. Mrs. Proctor is the kind, thoughtful and sym- pathetic mother of her affectionate children. She has golden brown hair, brown, laughing eyes and a lovely smile. Many a time her short, comforting figure is seen in poor wards in hospitals and homes, and someone will smile in a knowing way and say that Mrs. Proctor is doing her usual helpful work. Patricia is a tall, slim, popular young debutante, about eighteen years old. She has her mother's colouring and friendly smile, enjoys all sports, and although sometimes thoughtless, she adores her younger brother and sister. John is the eldest, about nineteen, with an infectious grin and teasing ways. Although active in all sports, his one ambition is to be a doctor, and he spends much of his time in studying medical books. Barbara and Malcolm are six year-old twins who spend most of their time playing pranks on the elder members of the family. Their heads are a mass of fair, curly hair, and their deep brown eyes radiate happiness. The house, which was primarily de- signed for comfort, is built of dull red '-'1-v-' there. Directly in front of the main door of the house there are stone steps leading down to a beautiful, green, creeping-bent lawn on which are clumps of lilac bushes, heavily laden with blossom in the spring, Beyond this is the half-moon-shaped sunken garden, a flag-stone terrace and a lily pond. The ground slopes down to the river on which stands a large dock, and stairs running up to the top of the boathouse where the gardeners sleep. Below, in the boathouse, there is a small Dodge boat, a Ditchburn, two canoes, a rowboat and an outboard engine. East of the boat- house lies a fair-sized vegetable gardeng to the west, beyond a clump of willows, a perennial Hower border runs along the edge of the garden, the whole of which is surrounded by a tall caragana hedge. There are many other features which there is no space here to describe: a fountain, a croquet lawn, a Hagstone walk, the garage in which the Proctors keep both their big and little cars, the tennis court and numerous clumps of trees of different kinds. brick which is partly covered with vines, the White door with a fan-light above it gives it a Georgian appearance. Broad, shallow brick steps lead into a vestibule tiled in black and white marble, up two more steps is a long hall carpeted in green broad loom. A door at the end of in it reflects a the hall with a mirror mahogany console table with two small antique chairs on either side of it, and a mirror over it. The living-room is carpeted in pale green broad loom, in front of the fireplace is a huge polar-bear skin. The French windows have drapes of white monk's cloth, and all the woodwork is - If - - - Jw f ee DROOV1 25 3 .1 T 8 41 S5 ' :J F' rn 'J' P3 4 s f J l enrimom-ig in WLNC, . H mo N i J BATNROOYS u J BEDROOM 5 -. LIVING Room I 'L e H QU-. ' l L4 . l J, ctosu'-I J 2 BEDROOM CHIWFFEDR 5 SHMK 3 E-.cnecovi U G BEDPQON if DQv.sswc Room BHTHROOH Q ,-1 q-i i i 4 1 ' white. Over the white marble mantel-piece