Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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4 VaX COLLEGII. On life ' s most restless sea We meet, we greet, we sever. Drifting eternally. And so have we met, touched and parted, but in the encounter may it be that each soul has caught the reflection of what is best and noblest in the others — and now girls — good-bye. MAY DAY AT WHITELANDS, 1899. BY LADV MARJORIE GORDON. Since it is the intention to form a May Court Club in the College next year, it might interest the readers of Vox to read a description by Lady Marjorie Gordon, of May Day celebrated at Whitelands. A week or two ago when the birds kept telling us May Day was coming, we sighed, and wished we could celebrate it as we did last year. But as we couldn ' t make holiday with our own Ottawa May Court, we thought the next best thing would be to join the festivities at Whitelands College. You know this is a training college for teachers where Mr. Ruskin started the revival of the May Queen customs and ceremonies and where his gifts are still the central feature of the day. So at 9 a. m. on the ist of May, we drove off to Whitelands College, Chelsea. The way in which the song of the birds and the scent of the flowers filled the air in the streets near the park was enough to tell anyone it was May Day. Besidjes, all the ponderous cart-horses were covered with flowers and ribbons, and stepped along most gaily. The buses too, looked more jovial than ever, with pink- nd green ribbons flying from their whips. So we were quite in a May mood when we got to Whitelands College. Inside those doors the air was full of hushed excitement. We went straight to the chapel, which, like all the rest of the building, was fresh and sweet with many flowers. The organ began to play and we heard the sound of singing and of ootsteps growing louder till at last the procession entered the chapel — girls in white dresses and crowns of ivy, walking two by two, and singing the hymn For all Thy Goodness. Last of all came thp Queen, in regal rpbes, with last year ' s faded crown on her head and a basket of roses in her hand. She was followed by two ex-queens, and stood in the aisle in front of the altar ; and at the end of the service the Queen gave her roses to be put as an offering on the altar, and the prayer was read which they always have on i hat day for ' ' Thine aged servant — the giver of this day ' s pleasure. ' Then came the hymn All good things around us, ' ' and we slipped out into the cloisters to see the white procession wind out of the chapel door around the garden, while the glad music of the hymn rose into the sky. Of course the right thing would have been to have had the whole celebration in the garden, but unless we had all dressed in fur that would not have been possible. So wc assembled in a big room in which there was as much sunshine and a great many more flowers than in the real garden, not to speak of a beautifnl Maypole and a dias which had an apple-blossom throne and a sort of rustic reredos covered with yellow daisies. Queen Ellen ascended the throne and stood up to make her rather sad little speech of abdication. Her maidens lifted from her head the remains of the royal crown of apple-blossom, and replaced it with a wreath of tendef little forget-me-nofs. Then, amid enthusiastic applause, sho stepped down, and her reign was over. But she still had, and would always have, her gold cross as a pledge and remembrance that she had reigned among her fel[ow atudents as Queen of Love. There were several other of these royal badges to be seen — one worn by a girl who is now teaching at Whitelands. But now an excited whisper, followed by a hush, meaut that the ballot papers were being handed round and that each girl was writing the name of her choice. During the counting there was music ; it seems to be one of the features at Whiielands that every girl can sing, and sing well, too. The Principal came in — he knew the secret. The very flowers held their breath, The May Queen is Agnes Gourlay — wild applause. Queen Ellen sprang from her seat on the lower dais and ran to kiss her successor and lead her away to the robing robing room. The Principal took this opportunity to tell the girls of a visit he had made to Ruskin at his north country home. He had found Mr. Ruskin very well, surrounded by flowers and birds and full of interest in the Whitelands May Court. [To be continued ]

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Vox Collegfii. Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit. Vol XX WHITBY, JUNE, 1902. No 7 Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit. VOX COLLEGII, Published Monthly Throughout the Collegiate Year by the Editorial Staff. STAFF LITERARY Honorary President, President, - Vice-President, Secretary, - - - Treasurer, Programme Committee: Milligan, Crabb and Knapp. Current Events of College Life. Miss F. White, Judge McCrimmon. Miss Oliver. Miss Parker. Miss Chown. Miss Badgley. -Misses Hall, Holden, EDITORIAL Advisory Board, Editors- in-Chief, Locals, Personals, Exchanges, - Y. W. C. A., Music, Art, . . - Domestic Science, Elocution, Business Managers. STAFF : Miss Copeland. Miss Paisley. A. G. Ogden. E. McWaters. M. McConnell. M. McKendry. H. Badgley. B. Stone. O. Biggs. A. G. Ogden. J. Sutherland. H. Merner. N. Webster. G. SiLCOX. M. Heal. L Dale. L. Richardson. Terms of Subscription : Per College Year, 35 cents. Single Copies, 10 cents. Extras (to subscri- bers), 5 cents. Vox COLLEGll will be mailed to any address on receipt of price. To ministers of all denomina- tions, only 25 cents per year. All communications and exchanges should be addressed to — Vox CoLLEGii, Whitby, Ont. CONTENTS. Editorials. May Day at Whitelands. Graduating Class of 1902. Domestic Science. Locals. Essay. Commencement Exercises. Examinations List. jebttorial motes, And now our day of parting has come soon to be mingled with yesterdays of our lives, so many of which were sweet to-days spent together in mutual cares and enjoyment. Looking down the long aisle of time lined with vague to-morrows we wonder what they will bring to us and what we will bring to them. Many are going out from the sheltered precincts of our college, not to return but to take up their posi- tion in life. To some it may be a busy one, fight- ing their battles in an uncertain, hungry world. A life of gayety may be the lot of another, and to others a quiet one— surrounded and guarded by dear ones. In whatever sphere we may be found, be it humble or exalted, calm or turbulent, shadowed or full of sunshine, may something of the good we have learned while together help us to live true and use- ful lives. In moments of uncertainty and perhaps despondency may there be recalled an act, smile or tone to encourage us and smooth the pathway. May errors made in these past months lead us on to future success that we may rise on stepping- stones of our dead selves to higher things : Like a piece of driftwood Tossed on the billowy main Another plank encounters. Meets touches and parts again ; So ' tis with us forever

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vox COLLEGir. 5 Graduating Class of 1902. CLASS PROPHESY. Lillian Wilson — Trillium. Ma jgie McConnel — Shamrock. Daisey Harvey — Japonica. Isabella Dale — Hollyhock. Tottie Hall — Four o ' clock. Viva Giles — Bachelor Button. Gladys Cliff — Johnny-jump up. Helen Badgley — Morning Glory. Ina Kelly- Jack in the Pulpit. Nevada Webster — Black-Eyed Susan. PROPHECY OF CLASS I902. This beautiful array of flowers, whose names, doubtless, you have seen and recognized, have long been known to us all. We have seen them grow in beauty side by side, a, pleasure to the eye, and a constant source of delight to the authorities We have watched them accumulate vast stores of all the leading varieties of knowledge, and we meet to- gether now on the near approach of that time which shall see them scattered abroad, to diffuse, let us hope, the sweet odour of good words and better deeds. But well as we all know them and have known them, who shall pierce the veil which hides that which is to be — who shall attempt to read the inscrutible face of fate or question the sphinx of des- tiny. Yet, as we here lay the foundation of those beautiful superstructures of an after li(e — as we here develop those tendencies which will subsequently influence our actions, it might be possible to present in some small measure the future lot of the indi- vidual members of this bright garland. The fame of sweet Irillium, ' ' for instance, has already gone abroad, and her liteiary abilities have lately been discovered and commented upon by ' ' Frizzle Top, the local genius, and in the dim, mysterious vista of the future I seem to see her trilling thrillingly as of yore, while wondering mul- titudes applaud and welcome with glad hearts the rising star. 2. Our Shamrock, with her happy, contented nature, has surmounted all the difficulties which beset tae path of the struggling artist, and the mystic mirror shows her an important member of the Royal Academy. Her works have achieved world-wide renown, and are hung in the galleries of the House, the Vatican, and, oh ! pinnacle of fame ! in the frqnt parjors of the leading ladies ' col- leges of the American continent. To her handsome villa of the highlands she retires for a well-earned rest, ann there we see her, wilh joyful abandon, weeding the onion bed, which promises odorous joys for sleepless nights. 3. Japonica : — Fate has decreed that Japonica will wander far over land and sea, and eventually take up life in a far off eastern country. There I see her revelling in tea gardens and roses, and most artistically clothed in the fanciful draperies of the eastern woman. Surrounding her are men, clever and learned, who seem to enjoy her delicious tea and appreciate at the same her flow of wit and humor, and further, I see one who stands above all other men in her heart, and associate with him much that speaks of peace and happiness. Nevertheless, I see trials and sor- rows which the natural serenity of her disposition will enable her to overcome. 4. Hollyhock : — Who would expect to see our quiet and dignified Hollyhock occupying the enviable position, the queen of society, in a western city.? Her youthful aversion to tripping the light fantastic, and her bright smile and ready wit make her the life of every social gathering. Her hand has been sought and won by Augustus Courtleigh Vanderbilt. In her dreamy moments she wonders if she could ever have, been a demure, retiring bird at the O. L. C. 5. I see our Four-o-Clock transplanted to the congenial soil of Marlbank, where the loving friend ship of her earlier days will be converted into a life long attachment with best Marlbank cement. There she will flourish brightly, having resigned all thought of the stage and the hard work which such a life demands. Her greatest pleasure is to sit dreamin in the twilight, and often, when the inspiration upon her, to write thrilling poems. 6. Bachelor Button — Now mtends returning to her maternal ancestor but if the mystic ancestor deceives me not she wi not remain there. For it will be much more plea sant to enjoy that freedom to come and go for whic she vainly pines, and which, perhaps, might not b opened under the parental roof more than unde that of her alma mater. Along a country road I see her wending ' her ' ay on her arm a basket in which are stored away wit