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

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Shawnigan Lake School Magazine JOHN MACKIE (With apologies to William Cowper.) John Mackie was a prefect, A truly gallant man, A rugby captain eke was he Of famous Shawnigan. John Mackie, he quoth to himself, Though at this school I ' ve dwelt These thrice six tedious months, but yet No licking have I felt. Tomorrow is the Sabbath day: At three o ' clock I ' ll meet, Inside the store of Pen-y-wern Candies and cakes to eat, My brother and my brother ' s friend, And other prefects three. We ' ll eat our fill: so you must wait And eat some after we. But what John Mackie says or does Is none of my affair: So if there ' s more you ' d like to know Pray ask for it elsewhere. So let us sing, Long live the King, And Mackie long live he: When next he ' s off to score a try May I be there to see! — C. R. D. 15

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Shawnigan Lake School Magazine From the kick-off Shawnigan put up a strong attack and were nearly over, but the defence held and they were driven back, and had to defend their own line, but a clever run by Mackie and Lewis relieved the pressure, and they were attacking again, but the good tackling of the Lord Byng side kept them out. The pla y was then just a ding-dong struggle, with Lord Byng occasionally pressing very hard, but they were kept out by good tackling. Lord Byng were awarded a penalty kick nearly under the Shawnigan posts for foot up, but could not put the ball over. Shawnigan again put in a good attack but were driven back, and from then until the end play was quite even, the final score being as at half time, 3-3. It would be difficult to praise either side too much. The tackling, falling down on the ball, and passing were very good. The Shawnigan side considering their disadvantage in weight played extremely well together, and it would be very difficult to single out any one player, with perhaps the exception of Mackie, who played a marvellous game for his side. For Lord Byng it would also not be easy to single out any one player, though Holman and Smith were very noticeable. Shawnigan Lake School: Back, Dawson; three-quarters, Covernton, Reed, Rochfort, Lewis; five-eighths, Mackie (Captain), Bird; half, Whittle; forwards, Homer-Dixon, Campbell, Pullen, Woodward, Wilson, Maybee, Humphreys. Shawnigan Lake School 2nd XV vs. Brentwood 1st XV On Saturday, November 2 5 th, Brentwood College 1st XV beat Shawnigan Lake School ' s 2nd XV, 17-0. At first the play was quite even, but later the breaking down of Shawnigan passing movements led to two scores by Symons and Todd, the latter being converted. One further try was added in the first half when West cut through the centre. The kick failed. Shawnigan started determinedly in the second half and for some time had much the better of the play, and it was not until quite near the end that Davidson scored again for Brentwood from a line out near the Shawnigan line. The final score was made by Kidd after some loose Brentwood passing. Territorially the School had a s much of the game as Brentwood, and, considering their inexperience, the Shaw- nigan team played quite well and their defense was generally quite good. Shawnigan Lake School, 2nd XV: Day 1, Mackie 2, Seaton, Tryon, Harris, Bishop, Maitland, Lewis (captain), Campbell 1, Tupper 1, Bell-Irving, Reynolds, Wilson 2, Goldie, Motherwell. LIBRARY Since last year the Library has acquired the following books: Transition, by Durant; Beneath Tropic Seas, by Beebe; Story of Evolution, by Gruenberg; Technical Electricity, by Hutchison; Psychology and Politics, by Rivers; Montaigne, by Oliphant; Science and the Modern World, by Whitehead; The First World War, by Laurence Stallings. 14

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Shawnigan Lake School Magazine A POLITICAL FANTASY In October Shawnigan stirred in its sleep, troubled by the nightmare of an approaching election. Three little pigs came tripping up to Shawnigan carrying planks for which they seemed to have the greatest solicitude and on which they lavished much care and affection, displaying them proudly and praising them loudly to poor Shawnigan who lay sick of a broken byway, a disease so dreadful that everyone who came to see Shawnigan trembled like a jelly. The first little pig ' s planks were made of straw although they were gaily coloured and attractively labelled, especially his favourite Work and Wages one. He was not a very clever little pig and was very pleased with his pretty planks. He did not know they were made of straw. Two trumpeters rode be- fore him to help him draw attention to the merits of his wares and one of these trumpeters went on trumpeting very loudly till long after his bedtime. The second little pig had quite a different set of planks, which were woven of twigs. He used them to beat off his enemies and thrashed about him mightily, like Tweedledum who used to hit at everything within reach, whether he could see it or not. In spite of his energy the poor pig could not stop a queer bug called Ultra Vires from buzzing continually about his ears. One of his trumpeters had died but he bore this misfortune manfully, blowing the trum- pet himself as though well used to it. The third little pig could not afford trumpeters. He introduced a spice of novelty by bringing a very large Jack-in-the-box. Although he only carried one plank he was heavily laden; because the plank could hardly be seen for the bricks which were piled upon it. Having no trumpeter, this little pig tried to attract attention by throwing the bricks about but he was so clumsy that he dropped as many as he threw. Every time he dropped a brick the Jack-in-the- box leaped up to create a diversion. When all the bricks had gone the plank melted away and finally vanished. But the pig was so occupied with his Jack- in-the-box, which turned out to be a Jill-in-the-box after all, that he did not notice the disappearance of his only plank. All three little pigs were very much afraid of the Big Bad Wolf. Indeed, the second pig was so scared that he fell into a sneezing fit and kept on sneezing out Russia, Russia, till he woke Shawnigan right up. Shawnigan was not afraid of the Big Bad Wolf, for it turned out to be a Brown bear, and quite gentle. One of our oldest citizens taught the bear to sing the National Anthem. — George. 16