Selwyn House School - Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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SIQLWYN HOUSE SCHOOL MAGAZINE MUSIC think the modern trend for jazz and 'boogie-woogie, is very interesting. In the olden days, if a conductor stepped up to the band-stand and announced that his band was going to play 'Pistol packin' hIama', he probably would have been taken out and put in the pound, and for a while would have been the laughing stock of the town I Again, if a modern 'hep-cat' conductor suddenly switched from the 'Trolley Song' to Beethoven or some other classical composer, the audience would very likely get up and ask for their money back. I do not wish to be critical, but I think the American people are largely responsible for the trend towards jazz music. ' Some of the modern tunes, it must be admitted, are very funny, especially 'hlairzy lJoates', but some of the Gilbert and Sullivan's operas are very hilarious. As music changes, dances must change with it, and people, who fifty years ago would have gone out to ball-room or folk dances, now spend their evening jitterbugging or watching a Hoor-show. Qf course, new kinds of music have led to new kinds of instruments, mostly com- plicated mechanical alliairs. They are usually a combination of several instruments. Most common, are the ones in which the player uses his hands for a piano, his right foot for a bass drum, and his left foot for a triangle. These instruments are sometimes called a 'one man band', and are seen quite fre- quently in modern dance orchestras. :Ks new instruments come in, many old ones die out. The most noticeable one that has become obsolete, I think, is the harp, which is hardly ever seen in either jan or classical bands. It has been said that music soothes the savage breast, but to my mind, some of the present day music would only make the listener more savage! .-X. O. .-X., Form -I. AN ADVENTURE IN DREAMI..-XND NIJ. day I thought I would like to go to dreamland, so I sat back in my chair and went to sleep. Suddenly I woke up and found myself in a small train, and I was surprised to had myself very small I Soon the train came to a stop and the con- ductor passed through my car shouting, Dreamland . I thought this might prove in- teresting so I climbed out on to the platform where I saw the Queen and Knave of Hearts. Hello, lXIr. Smith , said the Queen. XVe have been expecting you. XVon't you come to our palace for a few days P Of course I said Yes , and I was whisked off in a carriage driven by the two and three of Hearts. After a ten minute ride we came to a beautiful palace where the Queen and I descended from the carriage and walked in the door. .-Xfter she had shown me around the palace and introduced me to the King, she said, Come into the kitchen g I would like you to have some of my fresh tarts. They are right there on the -- - f . Goodness, they are gone again, probably taken by the Knave . NYith this she pressed a button and a few seconds later four soldiers came run- ning in with swords in hand. XYhat is it, Your Majesty F l30l

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FOR THE SCHOOL YF.-XR 1944-1945 ROAST TURKEY I-IENEVER I see a FULISI turkey, it makes me think of pleasant things. I always associate it with Christmas. It reminds me of the delightful smell which issues forth when it is brought in, steaming hot. I would not like to be the carver, for I would be greatly tempted to give myself the first and largest portion. The taste is even better than the smell, and with cranberry sauce it is superb. Sometimes I wonder about the turkey's life and I like to make up stories about it. It might have lived on a farm on the St. Lawrence River. One day, perhaps, a horse noticed that this large fowl did nothing and got well fed and he began to get very jealous. But soon Christmas time came around and he had to take a huge load to the station. In the load was the turkey, but he was dead. The horse had learned a lesson l The crate containing the turkey was put in the freight car of the only train that passed the little station. In the same car was a dog, who, smelling some meat, succeeded in chewing to pieces the string which was tied round the crate, much to the annoyance of the man who unloaded the freight. Soon the turkey was hung up in a butcher's shop and a lucky customer bought it. Then it was roasted and put on a plate. But as I reach this point I remember that this is only a story, and as I know the present I have to look to the future. Perhaps the farmer will imagine a headless, featherless turkey chasing him around the farm. Perhaps the horse will dream that he is a turkey about to be killed, and perhaps the butcher will dream that all the turkeys he ever sold have suddenly fallen on top of him and he is about to be smothered! Stories of roasting always bring to mind Iilia's magnificent essay on Roast Pig. ' If the reader wants a treat he might read this instead of my attempt I - T. P., Form 3. TO A S KYLAR K Ilfho zzrl 111011, O .VOIIVIUIIK 011e?. Tha! high zzhoee fhix Jan' and tcrmlv worhz' Pzzfwzfcxvf lhri' rozuzte in Fi'67'fIl.flfl1g .fun g .ind .fimpfe ax lh01z he rzrl hZ!ZADf7ft'7'hflll' Then 111011, whom pmre and Jflfiffvl' feel' yhml. lVh0 ar! fh0Il, O happy 0716? Tha! .fingexf on fhvv lofty rozzvh 071 high, -Ind 5C'07'71,Jf the farlh from where zz!! frozzhlfxv come, Though other hirds do fougregale i11j70ck,v, Thou fain wouhfsf pass fhine happy ffarvf zzhme. lVh0 arf fhou, O hfiitjnf 0716? Thy rzzdiam .VO71g hmmx over af! the Jana' ,- .lzzd peopfe loifing in fhe JIHIZNIF7' .mn Look up amz' say, Behold the .fk'X'f!l7'k lhfre lVhi!ef0r ahora lhou Jizzgltl fhgv happy Jong. J. D. R., Form -I. I 291

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FOR THE SCHOOL YE.-XR 1944- 1945 My tarts have been stolen again. Take my friend here to the stables and lind him a horse. I think it is the Knave, and you will probably find him in his usual hiding place . The soldiers pulled me out of the room to the stables where I mounted a horse and followed the men. They went galloping out of the gate, around the palace and then over a hill, where they dismounted and started walking. Suddenly they stopped and one of them drew out his sword, pushed it into the ground and then raised a large piece of earth. Below was a trap-door which he opened quietly and there, in a small cave underground with stairs leading down, was the Knave eating the tarts l But one of the soldiers fell down on the ground and the noise of his armour which rattled made the Knave look up and there he saw us I Ho ho , he said, you haven't captured me yet, and you never will l XYith this he ran to the end of the cave where there were more stairs which he climbed and then suddenly disappeared. Wie went running after him and when we reached the top we saw him mounting his horse. YYe ran back to our horses and galloped after him for about ten minutes. Meanwhile he was not faring so well. I-Ie could only hold the reins with one hand as the other one was holding the dish of tarts. Suddenly he fell off the horse, the tarts falling on the ground. XVe came up to him and the soldiers jumped off their horses and caught him firmly. They then tied his hands with a long cord which one soldier held with his hand. In this manner we marched back to the castle where the king and queen were waiting for us. When I had finished telling the King the story he marched the Knave off to the dungeons where he stayed for two days. During the rest of my stay I am glad to say that the Knave did not steal any more f3.I'fS. Two weeks after I had arrived I left on the same train. Wihen I was almost hgme I thought I felt very tired, so I leaned back and went to sleep. Suddenly I awoke at mv home and found I had been dreaming. Even though it was a dream it had been verv in'- teresting and full of adventure. i -i E. N., Form 3. FE.-XRLESS :IND PROUD Thejiriug fine was hushed a.v 21er1'e.v ran cold, The hear! of every' mmz was heafingfzzft, Earh .voldier wondered fhen how lon g he'd Karl, IV hen fha! grim order fo aa':'zz11fe :mf tofd. The .vim tear going down in rzzgvx of gofd, Erzchfare uplurned lo Hezzcen, O .vo 01151, Pravvin g zo lice - ro mixx ezzfh lhznzderour Hail, .ind pm-ring fha! fhii .vlozlv would mgfofd. .1 icarning hugfe echoed fhI'0ZlgfI lhe lines, Then wifh ez roar fhe hig gun: .vpfit lhe nighl, .Jud lhrough Ihe darknefs charged the ifjahlrj-, Ne:-er zz paufe for hzuzrfing .shells or mines, For lheiv were proud fha! lhev were in lhefghl, To fnifh warrfor zz!! elernifvv. J. H. G., Form 6. l31 l