Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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6 VOX COLLEGll Public and High Schools at Port Per- ry, and we would judge from what Dhel has told us that her motto dur- ing all this time was, All work and no play, makes Jack a dull boy. ' ' Dhel is one of those girls who has al- ways a sunny smile and a pleasant word for everyone ; ever ready to en- ter into sports and in her work faith- ful and efficient. She was elected Secretary of the Senior Class and Vice-President of the Delta Sigma Sorority. As a member of the Senior Elocu- tion class, and one of the characters in the production of Hamlet, she was ad- mirably adapted to her part as Laertes. MARJORY ROWLAND. ' Some women rise to heights that others cannot reach. Marg. was born in London, Eng- land, and at a very early age came to Canada to live. At the age of ten she returned to England to attend the Hillside Convent near London. Four years later she became a student of O. L.C., where she has won her way into the hearts of all. Marg. is the small- est Senior in- our class, -but by no means the least important ; she is the winner of the gold medal in the M.E. L. course, of which she was the shin- ing light. She is one of the best-heart- ed girls in existence, always in good temper, and one who has the happy faculty of being sociable with every- one (even the faculty). Her love of work and persistence is shown by the cheerfulness with which she mounts the stairs to Upper Francis. We are as- sured this same persistence will be an open sesame to any circle of life in which her lot may be cast. MAY THOMPSON. Oh how full of briers is this working-day world. To May the working of meals and the serving of the same meals afterwards according to most approved scientific methods is most symbolic of briers But, fortunately, spring came with its invigorating air and friendly gales, from which course the Mathematics of May ' s meals received valuable assist- ance, and now with a good year ' s re- cord behind her. May is modestly fill- ing her place as a sweet girl graduate of Ontario Ladies ' College ' 13. The fact of May ' s being a day student has been a disadvantage to the girls, but those who knew her best, love her, and to all her friendly smile, cheery word and boyish walk betoken a spirit of good will to all mankind. She receiv- ed her early education in Whitby Col- legiate, where she successfully took her Junior Matriculation. Just what Clotho, Lactesis and Atropos have in store for May is, as yet, a hidden se- cret, but Dame Rumor suggests either taking the household responsibilities from her mother or training the minds of the younger generation in a psycho- logical manner. Wherever you go, Good luck to you. May, is the wish of each and all of your Senior Class- mates. KATIE STEPHENS. Work like a man ; but don ' t be worked to death. The subject of this sketch, known to most of us as Steve, was born near Bowmanville, Ontario, and her early education was obtained at the Colleg- iate there. She is one of the three M. E.L. graduates here this year, and is the Only one of theig: who can boast of having received a purple card. ' ' ' Like the other two, she intends to be in Toronto next year, where she will attend the Faculty of Education. She is a steady, sincere student, and where- ever she goes her perseverance is cer- tain to lead her to success. Our only fear for Steve is that her knowledge will eventually become so vast that it will drive from her thouehts the memories of her year at O.L.C., with its pleasant associations, its trials and particularly its tri- umphs.

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8 VOX COLLEGII Graduates Day. Saturday, June 14, was Graduates ' day, that is, it was set apart for the Seniors so that they might have their class exercises. These started at 4 p. m. and were held outside on the lawn, where a platform had been erected for the purpose. The graduates all wore white, and they walked out two by two, each couple being joined to the next by a thick chain of daisies. First of all the oration was given by Miss Alice Butler, next Miss Corona Garnham read the class poem, which was written by Miss Belle El- liot. After that the lives of the grad- uates were foretold by the three fates —Misses Gillis, Tucker and Doherty. Otie of them gave the prophecy, anoth- er held the daisy chain, and the third cut off the chain between the girls as her fate was told. Finally, the presi- dent of the class, Katherine Dynes, read the will of the graduates, who bequeathed the most of their property to the Juniors, even to their debts. At 7.30 p.m. the Juniors gave a ban- quet to the Seniors, followed by toasts. Margaret Ramsay was toast- mistress, and although it was her first attempt, she filled the position splend- idly. At about 8.30 p.m. the Seniors and Juniors went outside on the lawn, where a bon-fire had been made ; and each Senior threw into the flames the book which of all the others she had hated most during the year. When this was over the Juniors and Seniors again went in and coffee and cakes were served. Thus ended one of the most eventful days in the closing week. Class of 1913 Oration. There have been many great lives in the world, many who have sacrificed themselves, not only on the battle- field, but on the altar of literary, artistic and domestic success. But the greatest of all, it seems to me, is the God-inspired life of the pea- sant maid, who lived and thought and worked and at last died for the honor of France — Joan of Arc. There are three distinct features of her history which we will endeavor for a few moments to study. First, her mission. Joan of Arc was horn in a little French village, She grew up under the influences of the church and the study of God in nature. She was a very religious girl, and although untaught from a human standpoint, she felt within her a power which drew from her all that was best, and she knew that power was God. Rumors had come to the village tell- ing of the awful destruction and havoc which England had wrought in France. No doubt she made it a matter of prayer — no doubt she longed to do something for her country, and the answer came at last. ' Perhaps it was in the silence of her own room — perhaps she was standing beside the sheepfold — all we know is the voices commanded her to go forth, raise the siege of Orleans, and crown Charles, King of France. Joan of Arc did not wait to ask how this was to be done — she simply obey- ed, and in obedience found victory. How often in every day life, be it ever so secluded, comes the call to go forth the word of God, the advice of our friends, and the rational conclusions of our own intellects are the voices which we may follow. Perhaps, as in the case of Joan of Arc, the way may be hard and long, the opposition of superior forces al- most insurmountable — but let us re- member that every true ambition will be fulfilled sometime— somehow.