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

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Shawnigan Lake School Magazine of the great schools. Here it was still going on and the re- sponsibility applied from the oldest to the very youngest. It would be a great pleasure to him, on his return to Eng- land, to be able to tell people that in this school the boys were building up a tradition and esprit de corps worthy of the great schools of the Empire. Air-Commodore Halahan then presented the prizes as follows: — Form VI. — Wallbridge. Form V. — Piddington i. Form IV. — Manson. Form III. — Stanton. Form II. — Walcot. Form I. — Graham. Maths. — Wallbridge. Music — Fox ii. General Progress — Piddington i, Oldham, Bell-Irving. Reading — Groves. French — Groves Efficiency — Ripley, Groves, Crisp. Natural History Collection — Best i and ii, Lacon, Bazett. Snap Shooting — Best i, Harcourt. Dormitory Shield, No, 3 — Skrimshire. Sports Cup (Senior) — Best i. Sports Cup (Junior) — Merritt. Prizes were kindly donated by: Mrs. F. H. Stanton, Mr. and Mrs. F. J. Stanton, Mrs. Stanier, Miss Lonsdale, Mrs. Hartl, Mrs. Haddon, Mrs. Morres, Mrs. Tryon, Rev. E. M. Willis, Mr. T. S. Gillatt. Page Twenty-eight

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Shawnigan Lake School Magazine Prize Day A LARGER crowd of parents and friends than ever before was present at the annual water sports and sub- sequent prize-giving in the Big School afterwards. The Headmaster in a short resume of the year ' s work said that he looked back on a year of progress. The numbers were larger than ever before in the history of the school, and the necessity of additional equipment loomed in the near future. He hoped to add a laboratory for science work and a gym- nasium. The school had now a considerable number of Old Boys, and they had met and formed an Old Boys ' Associa- tion. The examination results were not yet available, but last year ' s had been eminently satisfactory, with five matricu- lation candidates and five passes. Air-Commodore Halahan, C.M.G., C.B.E., M.V.O.. D.S.O., who is director of the Technical Department of the Royal Air Force, then spoke. He said that after thirty years in the Navy and Air Force, he at last had the opportunity of visiting Canada. It was a wonderful thing to see a tip-top school in one of the Dominions. He had seen many schools in the Old Country, but had never seen fellows looking fitter than the boys before him. He likened the school to some intricate casting in a great engine. There were two or three important jobs in connec- tion with the casting. First came the pattern maker, then the moulder, and lastly the pourer. The Headmaster had a large lump of valuable metal and it was his job to form the finished casting. The pattern makers were the head boys, they made it possible for the Headmaster to turn out a finished and effi- cient article. The Juniors had to build up the school. They had looked up to some senior boy on whom they would wish to model their life, and the Seniors ' responsibility was great, since what they were the Juniors would be. In England the pattern making was all finished in the centuries-old tradition Page Twenty-seven

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Shawnigan Lake School Magazine A Train Journey to the Himalayas THE temperature being nearly 125 degrees in the shade, we dec ide to leave Calcutta for the Hills, as they are called in India. We pack up warm clothes that have not been brought forth for many moons, and hie ourselves to Sealda Station of the Eastern Bengal State Railway where we catch the 5.20 p.m. Darjeeling Mail. The scene in the station that presents itself to us is an extraordinarily amusing one. Babus armed with umbrellas, pushing each other all over the place, arguing, collecting pack- ets of food, beating each other over the heads with their um- brellas to emphasize the points of their arguments; everyone talking at once and nobody paying the slightest attention to anyone else. We now board our train which, for the first part of the journey, consists of long coaches with arm-chair equipment. Having settled our places near the punkas, we stroll down the train and take a look at the native carriages which are filled with heated humanity, for all the world like sardines in a can brought to melting point; and then back to our own to look out of the windows and watch the fun when the train is about to start. The bell goes for the passengers to take their seats. From everywhere Babus and their families appear, all seeming to try to get into the same carriage, until at last they are all packed in and we are off. The first part of our journey is through the out-skirts of the city, then we pass through Barrackpore, where the first outbreak of the Indian Mutiny occurred. From here on we go through the flat, uncultivated land of Lower Bengal. Darkness now falls with that suddenness peculiar to the Tropics, and we settle ourselves down to read until we get near the new Sara Bridge over the Ganges. This is one of the finest of its kind in the world. Little of it, however, can now be Page Twenty-nine