Shawnigan Lake School - Yearbook (Shawnigan Lake, British Columbia Canada)

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THE COMMON-ROOM CAROLLERS ' Twas on a Thursday evening When the daily round was done, They collected in the Common-Room And murdered Sullivan And Gilbert, too, and even John Brown Could find no rest, though quite deep down. ' Twas said that John Brown mouldered, But they wouldn ' t let him rest ; They then rolled down to Rio to put The bay mare to the test In the Campdown Races just then run. Where elephants eat the caraway bun. The crowd now shouted lustily, As they went from lay to lay. They asked each other concernedly That on an orderly clay Who ' d be an orderly man? They said No one with any. brains in his head. They started on another theme, Yes, quite on another track. They sang of chickens sneezing, Polly Wolly and the carpet tack. Doodle, it seems, was his other name, Niggers and horses to him were the same. It was the end of the evening, And the singers were all but done ; Just one song more ! they audibly cried, But the dormitries voted for none. There was one more river to cross, they said, And having done this, they went to bed. LIBRARY NOTES During the year thirty-nine new books were added to the Library, which has been entirely re-organized ; new book lists have been made and all the books re-numbered. Mr. Ellissen has taken on the duties of Librarian with the assist- ance of Ross and Halley. Page Twenty-three

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nothing on the Editor of this magazine, nor had the Israelites of old who had to perform the comparatively easy task of making bricks without straw. Form I. felt that something ought to be done about it, but what to do? The heart of Form I. is big, its lungs and vocal organs are powerful and active enough when employed in the breaking up of slothful habits in other people ; and its digestive equipment is of notoriously well proved capacity. But, alas ! its ideas are without form and void, its syntax is absolutely sinful, and its orthography leaves much to be de- sired. The Form is quite aware that the pen is mightier than the sword, also that the limber malacca is a long sight worse than either of them. Knowledge of the latter fact having been acquired by painful personal experience is proportion- ately valuable, and the method of its acquisition being more or less confidential in its nature, the information is passed on to others with almost the same reluctance with which it was received. Form I. feels a little diffident in approaching the Editor too closely with offers of help in this time of his tribulation, and having regard to everything, can only maintain its atti- tude of masterly inactivity and witness the agonies of the Editor in respectful silence, and firm, well-chosen strategic positions, hoping always for the best, and exhorting him to be of good cheer, for it can assure him, of its own ripe ex- perience, that things are not half as bad as they will be. The Form hopes that in withholding active support in the form of contributions to the magazine, it will not be considered to have abandoned the Editor in his distress. Be- ing thoroughly sensible of its responsibility as the foundation upon which this seat of learning stands (the Form is not quite certain here whether it is not a little mixed in its meta- phors) it would scorn such a dastardly act as desertion. — F.W.H. POTTED SHAKESPEARE As in potting everything else, the greatest care must be taken. A few samples of Shakespeare potted were submitted to us, but either they were damaged in transit or they were not properly potted. Anyhow, the air has got at them, and we regret we are unable to offer them to the public. Page Twenty-two

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THE BELLS We ' ve fire alarms and buzzers, And ' phones upon the stairs, A little bell for school and meals, And another bell for prayers. We ' ve several other gadgets That make a lot of noise, Such as radiophones and class-room bells, And num ' rous other toys. Now, what I want to know is this : It ' s woryying me so — Suppose they all go off at once ! To which one do you go? Do you scramble to the telephone Praying loudly in your flight, Seizing lesson books with left hand, And the Pyrene with your right? Or do you find some sheltered spot Which no one knows but you, And let the whole darned works go hang? I rather think you do. — M.A.E. PRIZE LIST, 1923 Prize Giving Day was a purely informal affair, owing to the presence of measles in the School, and we entirely dis- pensed with the celebrations which usually attend the last day of the Summer Term. The presentations were made by Dr. Wace. The List Form VI. — Given by Bishop of Columbia. Won by Morres. Form V. — Given by F. G. Crisp, Esq. Won by Best I. Form IV — Given by Mrs. Stanton. Won by Roaf II. Form III. — Given by Commander Morres. Won by Robinson. Form II. — Given by Mrs. Barry. Won by Ripley. Form I.— Given by Mrs. J. H. Slade. Won by Noble II. Pago Twenty-four