Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 92 of the 1923 volume:

CONTENTS Editorial 1 The Graduating Class of 1923 3 Things We Eemember 10 Who ' s Who and AVhere 11 Valedictory 12 Class Prophecies 13 Commencement Day 31 Mr. Farewell ' s Message 34 Senior Dinner 36 May Day Exercises 37 Literary 39 Y. W. C. A 63 Expression 64 Tr vfalgar Daughters 65 Music 66 Commercial 69 Household Science 70 Art 71 Athletics Odds and Ends 4: Vox Collegfii Published Throughout the Collegiate Year by the Editorial Staff. For san et Jiaec elim meminisse juvabit. VOL. XXXII WHITBY, JUNE. 1928 No. 1 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief Lois Laffoley Advertising .. ..|Hope Breckenridge Assistant Editor Anne Shaver SIanagers ... .|Lilliam Sparling Business Manager. ... Nellie Edwards (Nora Halden Athletics Evelyn Carse i iteeary .. • |Rosamond McCullough Music Marjorie Spears Who ' s Who and . J Winifred Hambly Expression Beatrice Carruthers Where (Marjorie Kisbey S.C.M Marjorie Reynolds qdds and Ends Household Science Wilma Gale , rir -d ° i Artists (Reva Richardson Commercial Avis Stacey Gladys Jones Subscription Price — To the Students and Trafalgar Daughters, 50 cents per year; to all others, 75 cents. Please address editorial correspondence to the editor-in-chief and business correspond- ence to the Business Manager. EDITORIAL TO-MORROW Perhaps the one word that causes more failures, that prevents more suc- cesses, is that one little word to-mor- row. It is so very easy to say, ' ' Well, I ' 11 do that to-morrow. ' ' And each time one says it more easily. If there is a hard lesson to study, one invariably thinks he could do it better to-morrow. If a disagreeable task has to be done, surely it will be less disa- greeable to-morrow, one decides. And •so we go on, spending to-morrows and wasting to-days. In the end accomplish- ing nothing, for remember, there is no to-morrow. To-morrov never comes, there is only one day. So if you have something difficult to do, if you have a problem to solve, do it now. For how often we find that to- morrow is too late; that the job we in- tended to do has been filled by someone else, that the opportunity offered to us to-day has no value the following day. We are given, our chance and we must lake it or waste it. Do to-dav ' s work to-day — start out on the I ' ight road by remembering the still truthful adage of Cervantes, By the street of By and By, one arrives at the house of Never. ' ' — Kinkie ATHLETES DO NOT LIVE ON THEIR REPUTATION. In one way or another each of us is seeking or striving to achieve that excel- lence of accomplishment which shall mark us with distinction. The emphasis is laid forcibly upon achievement. Once come home a winner and your position is made. ' ' That is what was told to me hy a bas- ket-ball manager, when I was strug- gling for a position on a basket-ball team. It was repeated in various ways. Make good in your game and you will be sure of a steady position. You will be kept on the team and you will be made. The tij-st thousand dollars is the hardest to attain. Get that and a for- tune Avill follow with little effort. 2 VOX C O L L E G 1 1 Vin your first fight. Build your first house. Make good in your first game. Do .something well and you will cease to worry. It was the old familiar belief wherever the future was being discussed. Get a reputation. And I struggled to get one, believing that when it came, there will be an vna to work and trial. How many had f.a d it out and out that you could settle back and live on your reputation, but the in- ferenc? was there, and I am sure that was the idea lurking in the back of my brain. One real success and I could loaf. But it isn ' t so. Reputation has been falsely advertised or grossly misrepre- sented. Jt is not an endowment but an obligation. It is the most valuable as- set one can possess, but it is not a lounge to lie b ack upon. A week-old reputation will get you nowheie. Uncarcd for and unnursed, it will die a speedy death and leave you sick at heart. The fir.st success has been fatal to many a promising athlete. Every city is peopled with wrecks who once believ- ed they had safely come to port. There is only one insurance for a reputation, and that is hard, ceaseless practice. Napoleon said that the British never won anything except the last battle. Germany to-day is a pitiful illustra- tion of the ia t that reputations win no battles. The last failure wiped out a hundred victories. What was once a powerful nation is nothing but a coun- try of despair. One should try not to have any illus- ions about himself. An athlete should be in the game to play his little part, and he should play to the best of his ability. Remember that yesterday ' s a- chievcmerits will net do to-day ' s work. It may bring to you the job to do, but the performance of it must also come from you. Always remem):)er, whenever you are inclined to grow too proud and chesty over some past accomplishment, that what you are to be, does not depend on what you have done, but wliat you still have to do. I heard of a young fellow who had a little experience aliout two years ago. Although a very young reporter to re- ceive a l)ig assignment, a chance meet- ing with a friendly police inspector, gave him an exclusive story. It was the first big scoop he ever turned in. It tickled him and it pleased his city editor. That was a great story you gave us yesterday, he said, when he reported for duty the next day. Fine work, young man. keep it up. That little p]ira:-e ' ' keep it up, ' ' didn ' t moan much to him then, Init he Avas later to learn that it was the first and most important rule of the game. He thought he had arrived. He was; a recognized reporter of ability. He had beaten old men in his position. He had been praised by his editor and he was entitled to his little spice of conceit; Unconsciously he settled back to enjoy a few days of living on his reputation. Then life handed him a jolt. He missed one of the big stories of the year. He knev why he missed it, but had Jiever confesf. ' ed it to any one but himself. He neglected to visit one of the outlying police stations, accord- ing to the custom and rule. He didn ' t go because he was sure that if an ' thing worth while happened the officer would telephone him, as he had done many times in the past. He knev him and the little reputation he had. Say, said the editor that noon,, ' ' where were you last night 1 ' ' On the job, he replied. It doesn ' t look like it, he replied. You fell down hopelessly on that big l)urglaTy story. What burglary s ' cory? He showed him one of the papers of their rival, containing a front page ar- ticle, of which he had not heard the slightest hint. His reputation had let him down. Three days l)efoi ' e he had been filled with pride ; to-day he was. humbled and temporarily in disgrace. But he had learned his lesson. No more sprees of conceit for him! He ' d vox COLLEGII 3: forget yesterday, no matter what hap- pened, and face to-day ' s work as though he had no reputation. Since then he has always found it better to keep himself humble than to have life come along and humble him. There is no place on any payroll for a man who is living on his reputation. The man who has quit trying has quit producing. Nothing is a cinch in business. What is worth having is worth taking care of. To-morrow should be one ' s big stimu- lant. All should ask Avhat it holds in store for them to face. Coming back to the athlete. He goes out one day and makes a big hit. He gets into the good graces of the fans, players and manager. A week later he begins to feel that he doesn ' t have to work so hard. He doesn ' t have to prac- tice the game. He loafs on the bench never grasping the opportunity to pi ' ac- tiee. The day come ; when he does not make good. The same thing follows rap- idly in succession. He is dropped from the squad and has to begin all over a- gain. His reputation is lost. If he had practiced and taken as much interest in his work after he made a name for him- self, as he did before he earned a repu- tation, he would prol al ly have been held in the high esteem of his fellow players. This is a little creed many should ad- opt : That I shall come each day to its task eager and fjiad to work-, grateful for the accomplishments of the past, but mindful always that to-day demands the best that is in me. — Kink ' ie. The Graduating Class of 1923 (See illustrations on centre pages of this issue) Estelle Bagshaw Some ten years hence, when Mr. Re- porter is interviewing Estelle on How to be a Sucessful CJomposer of Musical Comedies, ' ' he will discover that Hailey- bury has another plea to fame than fires. Hov ever, much of Estelle ' s life has been spent in Toronto — two years at St. Margaret ' s College and two years at the Toronto Conservatory of Music. Last year she spent at home, teaching aes- thetic dancing to an interesting class of wee tots, and also some public school work. The year of 1922-23, however, found her at 0. L. C, where she took Domestic Science until Easter, and in that memorable day in June graduated with honors in her A.T.C.M. piano. Dur- ing her year here, Estelle has demon- strated her various talents, and we wish this versatile maiden success in realizing her big ambition. Hobby — Everything. Favorite expression — I love that! ! Edna Bassett Montreal claims Edna and there she received her public school education. She came to O.L.C. in 1920, here to complete her High School Avork, but in 1921 she branched off to Ccmmercial. This year Edna is giaduating in that course. Dur- ing the past yeai ' she has been a very able President of the Commercial Club, and because she has proved so worthy of her position we ai-e sure that she will succeed in anything she undertakes. Hobby — Writing eight or ten page letters to ( ?) — (the Woods). Expression — Oh! you apple! Evelyn Seattle Better known as just Beattie first saw light in JEuntsville, Ontario, in the year 190-1. She started her primary ed- ucation at the Soo ; she continued it in Fort William, and later went to the Gar- den City, St. Catharines, to complete it. Evelyn then decided on her Commer- cial career. She took one year of Com- mercial at the St. Catharines High, com- ing to 0. L. C. in the fall of 1921 to com- plete her course. The first . year she took some of her Senior subjects, and this year she is one. of our happy graduates. vox COLLEGII Next year Evelyn hopes to secure a position in St. Catharines. We all hope .she Avill succeed. Hobby — Sleeping. Favorite Expression — Oh! Hea- vens ! ' ' Eileen Boake Better known as Sis, is one of our Toronto girls. She received her Junior and part of her Senior matriculation at Technical High School, Toronto. Sis believes in hard work, for with her Sen- ior subjects she is taking Junior Dra- matics, Intenncdiate Piano and Junior Vocal. She is a past-master at accomp- anying the vocalists and is always will- ing to play for the girls as well as take part in the Junior Dramatics and Com- mencement Plays. We know that from her past record she will be successful in anything she attempts. Expression — Gee! ! Heck! ! ! Hobby — Cats. Maisie Bowman Twenty years ago Lethbridge, Alber- ta, was honored by the arrival of Maisie Bowman. There her Public and High School work was completed and she went to St. Margaret ' s, Victoria, where •she took music and art. La.st year was her first year at O.L.C. and she began her Household Science cour.se. After her graduation and her return to the West, we wish her every success. Hobby — Worrying over her sewing. Favorite Expression — For the love of the Pope! ! Jessie Brown Of the nineteen years of her life two short fleeting ones have been spent at O.L.C, Born in Ridgeway, 1904, Jes- sie came to us in 1921 with a Junior Matriculation Certificate already ac- quired. The first question was as us- ual, What course shall I take? But when Mr. Farewell explained that the course to be taken was the one that would best fit her for her life course to come, with no hesitation whatever, Jessie dived boldly and bravely into tne Household Science course. And now as a graduate of the same course she leaves us, carrying away with her a great deal of what is most desirable in life, a host of friends, recollections of the best times of her life and success in all lines of activity she entered into. Hobby — Doing art needlework. Favorite Expression — Well, girls, I won ' t curl my hair to-night! Evelyn Carss Ev was born in Orillia in 1902. There she passed many happy days at public school and three years at High School. She came to O.L.C. in 1921 and passed her Junior, matriculating with flying- colors. The following year she returned with high hopes for her Honor Matriculation, in which we are all sure she will be successful. Ev is what one might call an all-round student. Although her course has been a difficult one she has not neglected the physical side of her development. Ev is President of the Athletic Association and is a sport in every sense of the term. The basket-ball squad will cer- tainly miss her next year in their fiery combats. We all wish her the best of luck in the future, but what a pity one cannot see the future beforehand, Ev might have changed her course. Hobby — AVriting letters. Favorite Expression — Did I get a letter? Virginia Charles Toronto was the great metropolis that first hailed Virginia to this world full nineteen years ago. To begin with the claims of Ontario suited her, but before long we find her flying away to England where she went to school. However, Canada drew her again, and for a while Toronto schools dealt with her. Inevit- ably, liowever, she came to O. L. C. and for six years Virginia has been true to the blue and blue. In her first year she tackled her Entrance, and it fell before her. Then for three years she dug indus- triously into Latin verbs, square roots, and plucked from 0. L. C. ' s High School wisdom the fruits of knov ledge. This vox COLLEGII 5. strenuous work demanded relaxation, and for six months she rested on her reputation, but at the end of that time we find her baclv at Whitby, this time deep in the mysteries of charcoal pencil, oils and water-colors. This year she graduates in Art. If there ever was a sign to paint, a de- sign to do, or letters to print, it was al- ways, Ask Ginny, she ' ll do it, and she did! You may draw your own conclus- ion, but I know lots of people who say Virginia is All Wright. Hobby — Chasing tennis balls. Pet Remark — ' ' I ' d like to paint that. ' ' Mary Doty Mary claims Oakville as her home. She attended the public and High Schools, where she was successful in re- ceiving her Junior Matriculation. She is now graduating in the M.E.L. course and intends to continue her studies at the University of Toronto next year. We will be sorry to lose Mary as her bright and cheerful manner has won for her many friends. Hobby — Looking for pickles at the table. Expression — LaAvs, do they expect us to know that! ! ? and Oh! my Godfrey! Miriam Eckert This sweet girl graduate was born in London eighteen years ago. There she received her public and High School ed- ucation taking her matric at the age of sixteen. In the fall of ' 21 she came to 0. L. C. with the intention of graduating in Ex- pi ' ession. Since Miriam has been with us she has been the able treasurer both of the Junior and Senior classes. Next year she hopes to continue her course at Emerson, finishing in the year 1925. We know that Miriam ' s sweet ways will win for her there as many friends as she has at 0. L. C. Hobby — Pretending she ' s abused. Favorite Expression — I ' m so mad I could spit ! ' ' Wilma Gale Wilma Gale was born in our fair neigh- boring city, Oshawa, in the year 1904.. She atended both the public and High Schools there, the latter she left in her second year, owing to illness. Wilma was absent from school for two years when she tinally decided to brighten 0. L. C. with her presence. She has been with us for two years,, taking the Household Science Course in which she is graduating this June. Wil- ma has made a very efficient secertary of the Household Science Club during the past year. She was their Vox rep- resentative for 1922-23, and has also taken an important part in all House- hold Science activities. We wish you the best of luck in all your future undertakings. Favorite Hobby — Sleeping. Favorite Expression — Oh! I could chew nails and spit rust. Latest version ■ — Oh ! I could chew planks and spit saw- dust. ' ' Alicia Hambly Commonly called Peter. Alicia was born in Barrie in 1905. She claims as her native home the town in which, she was born, but has spent some time with relatives in Toronto, Youngstown and Drayton. Registering at the College in Septem- ber, 1921, Alicia specialized in elocu- tion, and this year we have been hon- ored by having her as the very efficient President of the Dramtic Club, and has taken much trouble in being the willing,, patient librarian. At Christmas Alicia- attended as one of the College delegates the World National Conference, and has been a Avorthy meml er of the Stu- dent Christian Association. We certain- ly shall miss her reading at our monthlj socials. Leaving this year, Alicia hopes later to continue her course in Expression at Emerson College, where Ave knoAv she Avill meet Avith the greatest success. Dear friend, may guid luck hit ye And may her favorites admit you. Hobby — Making faces. Favorite Expression — Oh! Rats! (6 VOX COLLEGII Winifred Hambly Nineteen years ago — there was born in Toronto one who has now become one of our most popular Seniors of 1923. After attending Pickering College for two or three years, Winifred arrived at Whitby Junction one Septemlier day, a little girl with a long braid down her liack bumped up to the side door in the bus. But all that happened six years ago, and ever since then Win has been a member of each class in tui ' n being President of the Elementaries for two years, vice-president of Freshmen, and after her Sophomore year, in which she was also elected vice-prcs., she be- came a Junior Domestic holding the vice-presidentship of her class. This year Win. has ben an active member of the Senior Committee. For the past two years she has been Athletic Treas- urer. We have been trying to imagine (). L. ( ' . without her, but we find that impossible after her being here six years. Win has always taken an ac- tive interest in everything connected with the school, and we feel quite sure that her Ijright spirit will find her hosts of friends everywhere. Good luck, AVin. Favorite Expression — Good niglit, kids, see y ' in the mornin ' ! ! and just lately we have heard this one — ' ' Oh ! I feel so buggy — I ' ve been studying bac- teriology all morning. Hobby— Writing to My Dear. Leila Hunter Leila Hunter comes to us from Bar- rie where she was l)om and Avhere she received part of her education. Before coming to Whitby she travelled consid- erably, having been both in California and Floiida. September, 1921, however, saw her within the precincts of 0. L. C. where slie has spent two year. She took up her Junior Dramatics last year and carried off the highest standing in it. She was also treasurer of the Dramatic Club. This year Leila was elected pre- sident of the Senior Class and has made a most wonderful success of it. As Sen- ior President Leila has been a most ef- ficient iTiember of the Honor Club Coun- cil. She has done splendid dramatic work all year, and now that she is leav- ing us we all wisli her the greatest suc- cess in her work outside the school. We all have a very warm corner in our hearts for Leila and we are going to miss her sadly next year, but never mind, let ' s hope she won ' t forget us. Hobby — Going to Honor Club meet- ings. Expression — Oh ! Alicia ! ! Lois Laffoley Lois blessed the Laffoley family by ar- I ' iving in their midst October 11th, eighteen years ago. Most of her education was pursued at Miss Palmers ' school in Montreal, but before coming here she spent a year at Montreal High School. Not only did Lois work hard in her Commei ' cial course, also excelling in sports, but last year proved invaluable as business manager to the Vox staff. This is Lois ' last year and we shall miss her untiring and successful efforts as Honor Clnh President and Editor-in- Chief of the Vox, not to mention her cheerful personality and amusing anec- dotes. Hobby — Chasing Mr. Farewell. Favorite Expression — ' ' That ' s typi- cal of him. ' ' Alice Lees Better known as Al was born in Hamilton nineteen years ago. She re- ceived her education up to second form High School in that city, coming to O. L. C. in 1920. Al has been with us here for the past three years. She spent her first year in second form High, but on re- turning in 1921 took up Household Science, and this year Alicia is gradu- ating in that course. Besides being very interested in sports Al shows much enthusiasm in the work of the S.C.M. at- tending the Confei ' ence at Elgin House la.st fall. During the past year Al has been a very capable treasurer of the Household Science Club, and on leaving us we wish her every success for the fu- ture. vox C 0 J. L E Oi 1 1 Hobby — Amusing 9 Main after 4th. Favorite Expression — Oh ! say kids, I ' m all broken up ! Jean Lennox We now come to the biography of a man-hater, namely Jean Lennox. She came to 0. L. C. September 12th, 1922, and announced her intention of taking lier M. E. L. Jean was born in Toronto and grad- uated from Malvern Collegiate. Jean is very active in out-door sports. She is leaving us this year and will be ■greatly missed next year in our halls, asking, How does my hair look, but we hope she will have the best of luck in lier future undertakings. Favorite Expression — Heavens! Hobby — Doing her hair. Margaret McNab Margaret McNab claims Dungannon, ' Ontario, as her birthplace. She attended High School in that town. We tirst saw her at 0. L. C. in 1921, and here for two years she has reveled in Commercial, and can play the type- writer with all the easy, artistic touch of Paderewski. ' The youngest member of our graduat- ing class is a competent master of those four-footed critters one sees around here on Saturday afternoons. She puts her speed into them as well as the typewriter. She has a smile for everyone and par- ticularly for ' ' 9 Lower Francis. ' ' Hobby — Banana Pie and looking for Vel. Pet Expression — Watt ! Hamilton ? Jean Mood Jean is one of our Toronto girls com- ing to 0. L. C. to work on her Honour Matriculation. She was born and brought up in that city, receiving her High School Education at Oakwood. Jean has worked steadfastly all this year, accomplishing much in High School work and music. She is expecting to attend University next year. We wish Jean the best of luck in her further education. Hol)by — Knitting sweaters. j xpr8.ssion — ' ' For cat ' s. sake ! ' ' Grcce Moodie Grace Moodie came to 0. L. C. in September, 1921, beginning her work as a Junior Domestic. She was born in Hamilton and received the greater part of her education at Kingsthorpe School of that city. Grace ' s one ambition is to be a nurse, and we hope that graduating in our Household Science Course will aid her along that line. We hear next year that she is going to continue her music, in which she has had such good success this year. You are leaving us Grace for a higher sphere of life, and your many friends at 0. L. C. wish you every success and happiness. Holjb.y — Imitating Galli Curci. Favorite Expression — Miss Butcher d-e-a-r! and Kids! I ' m going cuckoo. Myrtle Nesbitt Myrtle v as born in the country a few miles from Dunnville, which she claims a.s her home town. It was there that she received her High School Education. - Enrolling at the C oUege in Septem- ber, 1921, Myrtle soon won the admir- ation of the girls. She has made a great success as a student in Household Science. Last year we were honored by having Myrtle on the Vox staff and as treasurer of the Household Science Club. This year Myrtle has shown her great ability in organizing and being Presi- dent of the Student Christian Associa- tion. She also attended the Conference at Elgin House and World National Conference in Toronto at Christmas. On the 24th of May the girls showed rheir appreciation for Myrtle in the work she has done for the school by electing her May Queen. Leaving us Myrtle ex- pects to become assistant dietitian in the Toronto General Hospital. We wish her every success in the coming years, and regret that she - not l e here as a stu- dent next year. Hobby — Writing leters. Expression — Oh! you know some good ones! 8 VOXCOLLEGII Marjorie Reyriolds When Marjorie tirxt lifted licr eurly head from its downy pillow it was to view the sights of Chatham, Ontario. At an early age she went to London where she received her education in the Public and High Schools of that city. Two years ago Marjorie entered the sheltering walls of O. L. C. to learn the art of House- hold Science. She is the treasurer of our Student Christian Movement, and was a delegate at the Conference at El- gin House. iNIuskoka, last fall. She is leaving us this year much to our regret, and at the end of her days we will always find Marjorie reading or doing her art needlework, and the last words .she will utter on departing from this sphere will be, I wonder who let him out ! ' Marion Richardson Marion first saw the light of this fair world in 1902. She was born at Al- monds, two miles west of Whitby. In 1921 she cam e to 0. L. C. to take up Household Science, and has certainly made a success of her work in the two years she has been here. After .she leaves 0. L. C. she hopes to take a dietitian course. We will miss her next year, but we know that what- ever she does she will be a credit to her Alma Mater. Her hobby is Art Needlework. Her favorite expression — ' ' Oh ! crack- ey! Reva Richardson In September, 1921, Reva came to 0. L.C. taking as her course of study. Jun- ior Art. She is a resident of Whitby, and although not very far from home, she boarded inside our college. Reva took her Matric at the Whitby High School, and was born just outside this charming town. It is rumored that Reva intends to spend next year in Toronto studying Art and we wish her every success that sh e has had here. We are sorry to see you leave, Reva, but we know that wherever you go, 0. L. C. will be proud of you. Hobby — Painting, of course ! Expression — Oh! dear, anotJier meeting ! ' ' Lorna Rumball Lorna, sometimes known as Rug- gles, was boi ' n in London just nineteen years ago, and attended Pul)lic and High School there. She came to 0. L. C. in September, 1921, and from the first has been a great favorite with evei ' yone so much so that in her first year she was elected Junior President, and this year is on the social committee of the S.C.M. and vice-president of the Dramatic Club. Lorna came to 0. L. C. determined not only to graduate in Expression but to take several matric subjects, and has been very successful in both. She expects to continue her course at Emei ' son next year. And now that she is leaving we realize how much we shall miss her, but neverthelesis wish her every success for the future. Hobby — Rumballing in 4 Main. Favorite Expression — Leave me be I ' ' I must show Lois ! ' ' Anna Shaver Ann was boi ' n in Ancaster, near Ham- ilton. She has lived there ever since and took her Junior Matric at the Hiamilton Collegiate Institute at the age of seven- teen. She came to 0. L. C. last fall, where she was elected assistant editor for the Vox. She is taking her Honor Matriculation and leaves us this year with the intention of attending Univer- sity and graduating in Household Economics. Although we all know she will be suc- cessful we will miss her original sayings and oh how lonesome we will be with no questions to answer. Hol)by — Protecting various parts of her anatomy. Favorite Expression — Ev Carss, quit it! Dorothy Sorby Dorothy comes from Guelph, Ontario where she has lived all her life. She vox C 0 L L E G 1 1 9 took her Collegiate education there, com- ing here in the fall of 1919, taking Jun- ior Domestic Science, returning to grad- uate and take Intermediate piano. Not finding this enough she returned the following year to take Junior Ex- pression but decided not to finish her course. She returned the following year to study for her A.T.C.M. and now she is graduating in piano. Dorothy, w e wish you every success in whatever you do in the future. Hobby — Convincing the kids that she does not put her hair up in rags. Expression — ' Do vou still love me, Mary? Mary Souch Mary was born in Darlington in 1901 and she received her elementary educa- tion at Hampton Public School. For two years she studied in Bowmanville High School. She is now graduating from 0. L. C. in piano and is carrying away the silver medal in A.T.C.M. Mary expects to teach at home next year, and we wish her everj success in her work. Hobby — Fishing for mud-cats. Lillian Sparling Lillian Sparling, known as Sparks was born in Toronto eighteen years ago. She lived for four years in Hamilton, but obtained her matriculation at Lon- don, Ontar ' o. Tnis yair die is graduating in her M. E. L., and next year expects to take her Honor Course in English and Histories at McGill. Sparls has her A.T.C.M. in violin, and often on Sunday nights before chapel she would delight us with her playing. She is a good sport and is an untiring member of the baskctl)all team whicli will miss her when she leaves. We wish lier all success in her future y ears at McGill. Hcbby — Lislening to Gwen ' s woes. Expression — Honestlv, it makes me ill! Marjor ' e Speers Come av a ' with me to the famous town From which comes one of great renown. The town is known from coast to coast And of Marjorie Speers does proudly boast. The town of course- we know like fun It is no other than Burlington. Miss Speers was l)orn in nineteen-four. And played the piano and crawled on the floor. At first she biavely got her matric. And then did try Paderewski to lick She leaves with an A.T. under her arm To live as we think on a quiet farm. Tlio farming is not her chosen profes-iion She told me once in a little confession That she liked milling and ' ' Millers, ' ' too. In fact nothing else would really do. At ' ' third ' ' M. Speers does stretch and yawn And says, Oh, kids, has second gone? So we wish her happiness galore And the best of everything in store. But in starting a home please have in stock A nice shiny — loud alarm clock. Avis Stacey Most of us are interested in the West- erner, and Avis is all that, having lived there all her eighteen years. She was born in Lethbridge, Alberta, but has f pent most of her time in Winnipeg and in Vancouver, where at St. Margaret ' s College she took her matriculation work. She came to 0. L. C. in September, in- tending to take her Junior Course in (Jommercial, but having arrived here her ambitions soared and she is now graduating, having completed her cours3 in one year. On the Vox staff she very ably represents the Commercial Club. Avis is not returning next year, and Ave all wish her every success in the future and feel sure that she will accomplish whatever she may plan to do. Hol)by — Vamping. Favorite Expression — Don ' t be sil- ly! 10 vox COLLEGII Evelyn Symon Evelyn first saw the sunshine in Saiilt Ste. Marie, Ontario. There she received her High School education, taking the matriculation course and music. Two years ago she left her home town to study music at the Toronto Conserva- tory. Evelyn came to 0. L. C. last fall, and f cttled down to hard work, that of pre- l)arinn: her Intcrmed ' ate Sight Singing and Theory Examinations. She is grad- uating this June, having received her A.T.C.M. piano. We shall all miss her smiles next yeai-. and we wish her every success in the future. She has so many funny expressions it takes us all our time I ' cmcmbcring them, but her favorite one is : I ' ve diieovered I ' m I ackside fore- most ! ' ' Hobby — Pop and pei pe; mint ' . Things We Remember In these last few days that we will all be together we are apt to find our- selves dreaming, h.oking foiward per- haps, but surely looking back, at what ? That is the strange part, the things we remember, the things we cannot forget, because they have become i)ictures on memory ' s wall and will never fade. That helpless lost feeling that we ex- perienced when we first came to the school. We did not know any one, and no one knew us, it seemed as if the indi- vidual girl would never untangle hereslf from the crowd and gain her identity. We can not remember when it happened but one morning we awakened to find tiiat every thing had somehow straight- ened out, the crowd had vanished, and in its place we had friends or at least smiling acciuaintances. We remember how the drive looked in the autumn when the maples had burned crimson and gold, and the ivy tinted russet brown and red ; and that Febru- ary afternoon, when we were returning from town just at sundown, looking through the bai ' e swinging branches of the trees, we stopped and held our breath, for just ahead stood what must be an enchanted castle in the land be- yond the sunset, it was not possible that it could be the abode of moi ' tals. It stood in an unspotted field of white, just touched with rosy warmth. Its grey turrets seemed to touch the changing sky l)ehind, but the wonder of the place was its countless windows. They were pools of liquid fire, never the same, and always growing more beautiful. Surely the next minute a giant, fairies or gob- lins must appeal ' . It could not be real,, it could not last. Then it has disappear- ed, it is twilight and the school is just ahead. After the long winter, spring came at last, and one day we looked and saw the brown fields turi:cd to soft young; green and the orchards white with ])los- som. The canaries had built their nest in the thorn Inish with two small eggs in it, and a robin and h!s family were ' just over the door. We remember the night we looked out of the window and siiw the rose tulips under the light, surrounded by the mys- terious dark. It was almost too beau- tiful ; it filled us with wonder and awe as if we had entered a great cathedral. We remember the feelings that over- whelmed us, when with bowed heads our May Queen passed by. For the time she was not just one of our numl er, but the embodiment of all that the office stands for, the Ideal Woman, and it v as to the ideal woman and what she means to the world that we did homage. When we rose from our knees, we realized that we had gained something during the few minutes that we would never lose. We had caught a vision. Yes, we remember that dark place,, when we could not see our Avay out of vox COLLEGII 11 the blackness and we were afraid, and just when we needed one most, and least expected to tine one, we found a friend who helped us through the hard place, her confidence and trust in us made the way light and straight before us. There are other similar experiences when just a hand clasp on the stair made us awaken that our friend cared and understood. These things we could not forget. It was our privilege to l)e here when ■within three short v eeks of each other, all that was mortal of those two, who had given the best part of their lives to the school, was brought back home to rest, and the example of those two whose lives were so full and rich, and who had at- tained such a splendid success in life was set before us. It was not a fleeting impression we received, but a lasting ideal. But sor- row touched us closer still ; the- young- est of our number was taken away. When God has greater work for us to do somewhere else, He moves us on, and Who ' s Who Since Septeral er we have greatly en- joyed the week-end visits of many of the ' ' old girls. ' ' Many more Avould have been able to visit us, but for the epi- demic of flu which cut into our list of invitations dreadfully. We were also very glad to have so many of our old faculty with us the week-end of the faeultj play. The following are the present inten- tions of our graduates from the various departments : Literary — Eileen Boake, Jean Len- nox and Mar.y Doty, intend following their course at Varsity next year. Jean Moad and Ann Shaver will he attending Vic. Lillian Sparling will be at McGill in Montreal. Evelyn Carss will be just staying home next year. Someone whispered that is the way it must have been with Margaret. To us that were left be- liind, she will never grov old, but v. ' ill always be our dearest little girl. There is our last Sunday evening chapel service together, when we feel the bond of school-mate very strong, and we wonder v ' hat the futuie holds in store for us all. There are maiiy other memories of teachers and students, cf home going and the return, and they are not all cf a serious nature, l ut these will last through life, along with that other thing that is hardly a memory, for we take it with us. That intangible something that: is so elusive, yet very real, the spirit cf the school. We will use it alway.j as a standard by which to measure values, for we dare not fall below this school ideal. We must not only keep it for our own use, but we that are fortunate should pass it on to hasten the time when all women everywhere will have the opportunity to receive that which we- have been given. — L. M. H. and A here ? that she was going to get her trousseau ready. But of course we don ' t know — T Expression — All these Seniors intend continuing their course at Emerson in Boston — ] Iii ' iam Eckert, Lorna Rum- ball, Alicia Hambly, and Leila Hunter. Art — Virginia Charles will be study- ing Art in New York, and Reva Rich- ardson in Toronto. PiariG — Estelle Bagshaw, Dorothy Sorby, Mary Souch, and Marjorie Spcers intend studying music next year and doing some teaching. Evelyn Symon also wants to continue studying. Household Science — Marjorie Rey- nolds, Myrtle Nesbitt, Jessie Brown and Alice Lees are taking- a three months dietitian ' s course. Marion Richardson, Wilma Gale, and 12 VOX COLLEGII Maisie Bo mian are just staying- home. ' Grace Moodie intends studying vocal and violin. Winifred Hainbly will I)e in Toronto next year studying: piano. Commercial — ' Edna Bassett, Lois Laf- foley and Avis Stacey. intend taking positions. Evelyn Beattie and largaret McNab will be .just staying home next year. Helen Johnston, a graduate of ' 22, •expects to be teaching piano here next year. Miss McConncll. Miss Child and Miss ]Murcliie are this summer severing their connections (as teachers) with the school for romantic reasons. We wish all three every liappiness. Vaiec We, the Graduating Glass of 1923, wish to express in a measure at least our thoughts and feelings on leaving this lovely old scliool which has been a home to us. It is with mingled emotions of glad- ness because of the happy and helpful times sj)ent here together and of pain at the knowledge that we are leaving, that we approach our graduation cere- mon y. Great things are expected of tliose who go forth from these halls, and rightly .so. But we are a little awed at our responsibility, and only hope that we m;iy never falter from the path of Right. During the years of work and play we have been too busy to appreciate justly our advantages. But now, not le.ss busy perhaps, but more thoughtful as Ave reach the summit in a sense of our at- tainment here, we pause and look back — and this is what we see : Days filled Avith concentrated study and vigorous sports, in the gymnasium, tank, or out-of-doors. Each Friday evening some gay frolic when our cares and Avarries slipped fi ' om us, and then our Sundays Avhen Ave rested, and talked together in our Bible Study groups, or listened to an interesting address and :sang our favorite hymns at chapel. Although our Avork has been so var- ictory ied and so may different activities have taken up our time throughout the year, I think just noAv the thoughts of every mind, and the feelings nearest the hearts of all of us, are very much alike. In our intimate associations Avith one an- other Ave are drawn close together in love and gratefulness and loyalty to our Alma Mater. Perhaps the strong:- est feeling there is one of thankfulness ; thankfulness for the happiness of our life here togethei-, for the high ideals to- Avard Avhich Ave have learned to strive, and for the friendships we have formed. We Avant to try to express our heart- felt thanks to our principal, Mr. Fare- well, for the broadening of our outlook in so many Avays, and for his kind en- couragement. To Miss Maxwell, whose constant graciousness, wisdom and un- selfish helpfulness have made her loved by us all ; to all the members of the Faculty, for their careful guidance and cheering assistance. And to the Juniors, our comrades, Avho have been our staunch support in all our undertakings, we wish success, not only in examinations, but in any- thing for which you strive. We thank you, too, for the enjoyment your various functions have given us during the year, especially your clever stunt and that Avonderful dinner that we shall never forget. All our hopes are for you, vox COLLEGII 13 that you may succeed where we have failed. You are greatly honored to be the Seniors of the Golden Jubilee year Avhen your graduation will recall the the dearest memories to those who have gone before, and who will return at that time. Now we pass our traditions and responsibilities on to you. May your Senior year be as sweet as ours has been. The thought that our school days are over, that next year we will not return, that others will work and play in our beloved halls, is alwaj s with us in these closing days. Every hour comes the re- alization that we are doing something for the last time, But mingled wtih the regret there is a feeling of pride and of passionate determination to follow al- ways our ideals. It is this which takes the sadness out of our farewell, for we feel that we are taking with us the greatest and most precious part of our school life — the ideals of loyalty and service and noble womanhood which we have learned to love while here. Class Prophecies Anna Shaver In 1933 I was visiting in New York and one evening decided to go to the Follies. I had heard a great deal about a new star — Anita Shaveena, and was anxious to see her, as she was a Canadian. On looking Qver the pro- gram I saw under Miss Shaveena ' s name this note — Graduate of Ontario Ladies ' Coll., Whitby, Can., 1923. Could this be one of the girls who was in our 1923 graduating class? It must be ! When Miss Shaveena ap- peared I was more bewildered than ever. She was very tall and slim, with jet black hair and snapping black eyes. After the performance I obtained per- mission for a short interview with the star. On my way back-stage I noticed what appeared to be a mob around the stage entrance. There were literally hundreds of men, and each one carried an immense bouquet of flowers. I was admitted to Miss Shaveena ' s room, and told her I thought we must have gradu- ated in the same class at Whitby. The moment that I mentioned O.L.C. her eyes became as round as saucers and she fired such a volley of questions at me that I was left positively breathless. Now I knew who it was. Anna Shaver. No one else could ask so many ciues- tions in such a short space of time. Anna told me that for a while she was in the Barney Googlesteimlun Com- pany playing the same role always,, that of the severe old maid aunt. She had been extremely successful at this bnt had given it up for the Follies. She also told me that the crowd outside the stage door was waiting for her, and that one evening she went to dinner with the man who could provide her with the most beautiful flowers. The next evening with whoever had the handsomest limousine. We talked a little longer and then I left, wishing Anna all success in her work. But what I could never understand was the flowers, — limousines and men, for Anna used to be such a man-hater,, you know. Marjorie Reynolds On March 24th, 1943, having decided to go on a trip, I though it would not be a bad idea to go and visit this very fashionable boys ' school, that I had heard so much about. I wanted to go and see for myself jut what boarding schools had come to. The head super- intendent came to me and asked me in a very brisk way as a business woman of the world would, what I desired. I told her I wanted to see through this wonderful school. The wonderful must have won her over, for she became very nice and talkative to me. She even decided to tell me her name. Goodness f such a shock, why it was Marjorie Rey- vox C 0 L L E G I I nolds, of O.L.C. ! But thank goodness she gave that little smile for I would certainly not have known her if she hadn ' t. I decided not to tell her my name. How changed she was. a tall, thin, severe-lokiug woman ; why. the pupils must be frightened to death of her! 1 really thouglit it was my duty to reassure them that the severeness was only on the surface. But then people can change. She took me into a sewing class, and complained about how slow they were and fold me that at this tinu of the year the class she was in at O.L.C. had finished their trouseau before tliis. AVe then passed on to the different parts of the school, eacli more wonderful than the first. But look wlio was at the head of it en- joying her freedom. Such was the end of a perfect day. Wilma Gale I was sitting in the front row of the Royal Alick. Xevv York, anxiously waiting for the curtain to rise as that niglit one of Canada ' s prima donnas, Mademoiselle Breezino was paying lier first visit to New York after- studying tlie voice in Italy. Being a Canadian myself I was all the more anxious that she should create a sensation. When the curtain finally arose very loud applause burst forth, and the beau- tiful iNla demoiselle Breezino appeared. She was a woman of very large build, handsome, and absolutely fearless of her audience. I judged her to be about thirty-five years old. but in a minute everything was forgotten, as she burst into a powerful flow of melodious warb- lings, and T sat spellbound listening to each trill and magic note. But it was not until the artist appeared again in an old-fashioned costume that 1 came to myself with amazement, for there before my very eyes I recognized my old school mate, Wilma Gale, and the vision of her the night of the Senior stunt fla.shed across my mind. Indeed it was the same Wilma excepting she had become so very much stouter. T was filled with excitement, and im- mediately I sent for one of the ushers. He was a tall fellow with bright eyes, and he was most ol liging and said as he was a very good friend of Made- moiselle Breezino, he could surely per- suade her to see me for a few moments after the recital. She did not recognize me at first, but when I said Do you remember dear old O.L.C. days a glad smile of recognition lighted her face. However, I did not have opportunity to hear much of her story in those few minutes but gained a few facts concern- ing the change in lier career. During our conversation 1 learned that a few years after leaving (_ .L.C. she had mar- ried a minister, but owing to poor health lie died and left Wilma a pen- niless widow. It was necessary that Wilma do something, so as singing was one of her ambitions she turnsd to it. She must have received some training in voice culture while rattling the dish- es at O.L.C. for as far as I know Wilma did not have the slightest inclination towards vocal in those days. But she had gradually climbed the ladder and had now reached the height of her am- bition. I mentioned the fact that she was so stout. Well, she said, it does s?em strange because for the last few months I have not eaten scarcely any- thing but shredded wheat. I noticed the twinkle in her eye and I said Do you remember when in our college days we girls used to tease you about work- ing in a shredded wheat factory? But many admirers were waiting to speak to Mademoiselle Breezino so I had to say good-bye. But she told me that she was tired after the heavy season and was going to spend the summer in the Canadian West, and she promised that she would make me a visit and so I am looking forward to her visit with a great deal of aii1 icipation. Lois Laffoley I had been rushed all morning and there was now no time left for lunch for 1 was due to report a case at two vox COLLEGII 15 at the opposite end of the city. I ar- rived just in time and found the court- room almost empty, there being only .a few in the front S3ats, and a dozen or more women in the balcony. The case as reported in the press was that of theft of a ear. The defense •called as their first witness the prisoner, who was charged with the offense, and, vhen brought in l y the constable I saw a tall, thin, plainly dressed woman, with head held high but who had the look of one who had little to eat and Tiad slept poorly for some time. With long strides she entered the witness box, and cross-examination followed. When she replied, on be ' ng asked what she had done previous to coming to Chicago, that she had atte-nded Ontario X adies ' College at Whitby for two years before coming to this city to do secretarial work in the fall of 1923, I looked closely, and discovered to my great surprise my old friend Lois Laf- foley. Was this where I was to find th? pres ' dent of our old Honour Club? I could not have conceived it and found it hard to write. She was given a se- vere cross-examination and when ask- ed if she stole the car and the Hudson seal coat, quantities of wool, shoes and gloves which were found in it. she an- swered not guilty to each and did not know how they had all come to be on her property. When the detectives were being examined they told how the car had been missed from the Packard Garage and how they had seen a lady driving at a terrific speed around the corner near there that night as they were covering their beat, but she had succeeded in getting well away without Iteiiig caught. The ear with all the ar- ticles from Marshall Field ' s stowed in it was later found in the defendant ' s garage. Her husband, a short, fat man, with long hair — a musician I took him to l,ie — said that he had had for some years to watch his wife closely as she liad been ill and not entirely respons- ible and had had to pay for things or Teturn them to stores from which she had pilfered. The doctor was called and gave evidence to the effect that he had given her a mental exam ' nation and found her suffering slightly from kleptomania and that it must have all been brought en when she had had much responsibility and great worries arid troubles. How I thought of that last year back at O.L.C. and what ef- fect it had had on poor Lois. The case closed with a sentence of ' not guilty ' and Lois just hooted and said when leaving the court room ' thank the Pope. ' I learned from her husband later that she had gone to an inst ' tution and was improving and all thought she would shortly be her old self. E. Boake I had decided to go down town this morning with an old college fi ' iend. How I detested shopping in such a large place. It was years since I had been in Toronto. But then it was pleas- ant to !see the old familiar sights. We started for the heart of the city and a block before the place where we had intended to get out of the car our at- tention was drawn by a curious look- ing affair on the corner of one of the busiest thoroughfares. In these days of great invention nothing could be more pleasing than to see something new. Long before arriving there we discov- ered that the object of our interest was no less than a hurdy-gurdy. How scpieaky it was. And the organ grinder — what was there in this woman ' s atti- tude that made me look at her so hard. Where had I seen those eyes before? Why, my friend was staring at her, too. Goodness ! what a noise ! Would she never stop? Surely it wasn ' t possible that the woman couldn ' t tune it? There throught the horrible din I heard the voice of my friend. She was saying that this woman could never be E. Boake. Why, didn ' t I remember how well she played at O.L.C? Then I be- gan to doubt a little. The music stop- ped. When I again looked at her I 16 VOX COLLEGII saw that she was passing an old dusty looking fawn hat around. As she near- ed me I thought that 1 would ask her if by any chance she was E. Boake of O.L.C. The moment came, she was in front of me. I began Are you but before I could say more she shrug- ged her shoulders, and waved her hand impatiently saying all the whole Get awa ' , get awa ' . Ah ! Now I knew ! 1 had no need to ask further for it was Eileen Boake ! But then, people do change. Evelyn Carss I was going north for my holidays in the summer of 1933, on the way we liad a two-hour stop at Orillia. For a moment I was rather dismayed, but it suddenly dawned upon me that I had had a class-mate whose home was in Orillia. I hurried to a nearby drug store and inquired her present address which I easily obtained. After a few minutes ' walk I came upon a large house where a number of children frolicked on the lawn. A lady met me at the door and I was greatly surprised at the change that had taken place in my friend who led the way to a spacious drawing room where we sat down to talk over the events of the last ten years. Eve told me that soon after leaving O.L.C. she had been married and settled down to make a comfortable home. This she enjoyed, as she always had been fond of cooking and housework. She stated with pride that she had seven children. While we were talking my eye roam- ed round the room. Everything was in perfect order and had been polished until it shone brightly, not a speck of dust was to be seen anywhere. My mind turned back to O.L.C. again. I saw Eve ' s room all spick and span. Her favourite pastime as we all remember had been dusting. Then my eye rested on the lady herself. She was consider- ably stouter than she had been at 0. L.C., and I knew she weighed at least 200 pounds. I in iuired if she still was athletic. hut poor Eve was horrified and 1 won- dered what T had said to cause such indignation on her part. Slie explained that she didn ' t consider it proper for married women to go galavanting oft to clubs and Athletic Associations. Of course, said Eve, it is alright for the young people who have nothing to do but when yoi; have a home and sev- en children and a ]uisl)and to look after there slnuilc] lie no time wasted on sports. I heard a noise in the hall and in a minute little eight-year-old Jack, with his twin sister. Alma, came in, saying that father was coming home early for supper. I looked at my watch and realized that ' my train left in fifteen minutes. I said good-bye to Eve and hurried stati onward. Jean Moad As I was on a tour through the States in the summer of 1935 I stopped off at New York for a few days. One even- ing while exploring the city I noticed the crowds were all going in one direc- tion, and were apparently in a great hurry. My curiosity got the best of me and I fell into the line and followed. As we were passing one of the busi- est corners I saw a huge poster in large black and red lettering. There was no hesitation so I concluded they had all seen it before. On passing, my eyes caug-ht the words — World-famous comedian — Don ' t miss it — at the Pal- ace at eight o ' clock. So this was what was causing al the excitement. My cxiriosity arose more than ever now and I followed more eagerly. After we reached the Palace I was led in to the back seat of the gallery and was handed a programme. It read — The world-famous comedian was a lady of Toronto and after studying a year at the Ontario Ladies ' College, at Whitby, she had studied in Boston for a short time. The shock was almost too great but at this moment the curtain went up and vox COLLEGII 17 a medhim height lady appeared dress- ed in silver and lace, with numerous strings of pearls and a pearl bandeau on her hair. What attracted nie more than anything was her very pleasant smile. She told us in a very few words that she would appear in several numbers : (1) As Chai ' lie Chaplin ' s wife with her travelling companion as Charlie; (2) Spring Dance; (3) Stunts on a Motor- cycle; (4) Comic vocal selections and readings. After she had said this my heart beat loudly and I recognized her as Jean Moad, a Senior of ' 23. As she went through her numbers amid the terrible autbursts of applause, I decided that I must see her after. This I accomplished and I saw that there was no great change in her face. She told me that when she was in Boston she married a man who was on the stage. A year fol- lowing he deserted her and she was forced to earn a living in some way. It was at this time that she decided to use her talent as a comedian and enter- tainer. We all wish Jean the best of luck in her new career such as she had at 0. L.C. .Edna Bassett You know there was one little thing 1 had always planned to do before I donned mid-way up the bridge of my nose, the proverbial steel-rims, folded my hands, and devoted my spare time to rem ' niscing, and Just-So storying to the grandchildren ; and that was to pay a short visit to my old Alma Mater — Ontario Ladies ' College — now tenn- ed. euphoniously, Trafalgar Hall. Well, one day last winter, 1950, I treated myself to the long-anticipated visit. Although everything was pain- fully modern, even to the new inlaid hardwood floor in Main Hall, and all the other numerous, dreanied-of im- provements, still I could not overthrow a feeling of depression, as I was escort- ed about the building, which recalled to my mind so many happy associa- tions with the girls of my youth. Suddenly I beheld, swooping down up- on me from the infirmary stair a bux- om individual, in the uniform of a nurse. Some girls who were loitering about gracefully vanished at her ap- proach, but not before 1 had overheard tliem in terrified tones pass word along that Nurse Bassett was on the war- path. Suddenly the significance of the name Bassett occurred to me. Once I had known a Bassett — in fact there had been one, Edna, in the old gradu- ating class of ' 23, whom I had often heard express a strong desire to enter the nursing profession. Mentally, I compared remembrance with perception. Red hair? Yes, there it was, but tightly drawn back and streaked with grey. Deep brown eyes? The same, only these had a steely glint, reminding one strongly of the immortal Maggie Jiggs. Tlie other features of the face corres- ponded absolutely with the expression of the eyes — if not more so ! Talkative hands? Sure enough, there they were, propelling themselves rapid- ly, horizontally, vertically, obliquely, while a well-exercised tongue was hurl- ing invectives after the departing girls. In one rotating hand was grasped se- curely, a huge gargle bottle, similar to many I had steered clear of in the old days, while in the other hand was held a thermometer. From one pocket dang- led a loose end of adhesive. In a much shorter time than it takes me to tell it, I was surprised to find my memory to compare with perception. Onr surprise was mutual, to judge by the change of expression in her face, and we hilariously greeted each other as in the old days : 0 you Apple shrieked Edna and, My Darling old Kill- Joy shouted I at the same moment. 0, you Apple worked a trans- 18 VOX (M)LLE(Ul rormation. Such dissipation of EugHsh had never been indulged in by Edna since her youth, and do you know the Maggie look quite vanished, and the dear soul warmed up ; and what a time we had recalling experiences. She really became almost amiable. Hers had been a hard lot. It seemed that she, at the close of her graduation year had quite set her heart, with mat- rimonial intent, on a certain unrespon- sive individual of whom I have the faintest recollections. Finally, in des- pair at his indifference, she bethought her of her old ambition of becoming a nurse, and straightway began her train- ing. I was about to accuse her with utter lack of persistence in her matrimonial intentions when a din arose in the hall, indicative of excited girls. Immediate- ly the stern expression returned to Edna ' s face, and out she flew in a rage — an exaggerated replica of the Ed- die of ' 23 (I recalled that she had never been able to endure noise), I mn-er saw h?r again. While I was impatiently awaiting her return to the room the taxi arrived, but as I passed down the hall I made enquiry of one of the girls who informed me in awe- stricken tones that th nurse had shut herself in her own room, as was lier custom frequently, — especially on Sun- day afternoons. She said that if I were to look up to a certain room from the outside of the building I should se? the nur.se, chin in hand, gazing stonily, vacantly, into space. Once, in explanation of this strange behaviour, the nurse had mumbled, in- coherently, that she did not enjoy watching the squirrels and Bunnies frisking about the lawn; and signifi- cantly tapping her head with forefin- ger, the girl hurried along. Then it was I knew that Nurse Bas- sett was re-living her past, and that the disappointment could never be healed. I waved farewell from the taxi as I de- parted, but there was no response. Evi- dently she was entirely imconscious of her present surroundings. Sadly I returned home, soliloquizing ' Tis true; ' tis true, ' tis pity and pity ' tis, ' tis true. Marion Richardson Even before my husband and I had reached Africa we heard of the fam- ous Flappity, woidd champion pan- cake flipper and it w as with great an- ticipation that we looked forward to encountering this noted person, who, besides her great art in flipping pan- cakes was a great beauty and a con- firmed favourite with the men, many of whom threw their fortunes at her feet. It w as rumoured that her age was un- certain and it really was wonderful how she retained her youthful beauty. It was said she flipped as many as 47 pan-cakes a minute without so much as damaging one — was not this really an art worthy of great note? So it was with great anticipation that we looked forward to meeting this renowned per- son in our journey through Africa, and thereby vei ' ify the .statements we have heard. ( 11 reaching Africa we found that the papers were full of her wonderful achievements and her name was on ev- ery tongue. Ilowever, it was for sever- al days that v e were able to get so much as a glimpse of her on account of the perpetual crowd that invaded the region of her famous pancake estate. But when we d ' d see her — when we act- ually saw the pancakes emerging skill- fully from the flipper at an unbelieve- able sp3ed, rush into the air and return from the ordeal unscathed, we knew that all the praise we had heard of her was ju.stified. Finally she lifted her drooping eyes from her all-absorbing work and looked over the throng be- fore her. She instantly singled out my husband from the crowd and allowed her eyes to rest on him affectionately. I did not blame her altogether, he was a handsome man. Of course he ignored VOXCOLLEGII 19 her, (solely on my account, I believe). There seemed to be something so fa- miliar in that clear gaze and the swish of the wrist as it flipped the pancakes, but I instantly dismissed the idea from my mind as foolish and fanciful. How- ever, when Flappity resumed her work I felt more at ease and as an uncontroll- able hunger overcame us we decided to partake of some of these delicious pan- cakes. It was now quite late and the crowd slowly dwindled away until there were only a few individuals left, so Flappity waited on us herself. As she famously flipped one of her famous pancakes for us I heard her mutter ' ' 0 Crackey ! to herself as one pancake ascended into the air an inch too high, and it was now that I had my su spi- cions of where I had seen this woman before, but I wanted to be sure. Later she joined us in conversation, and upon inquiring the location of some places — such as the public library — she lamented with a perfectly candid air that she didn ' t know anything. Now ray suspicions were confirmed. Certain- ly it was M. R., a graduate of O.L.C. even as I was. How could I have been so stupid as not to have recognized her immediately? Now her every move- ment seemed so familiar. How well I remembered her as a sweet girl gradu- ate — ' way back in ' 23. How strange it seemed to see her now. Once our lives had been so close together and then each had gone her several ways and now fat3 had brought us together again and each was so changed, with such a wide gidf between us. Well, odd is life and the best laid schemes of mice and men gang aft agiae. Lillian Sparling During the summer of 1937 1 liad the pleasure to be visiting the Snoft ' oliski Yacht Club in Northern Russia. The night upon which I arrived was a very busy and excited one. There was to be a presentation of a life membership to a noted and enthusiastic member of the club. This member was not only a member of this club but I was told she had been connected with 89 yacht clubs. At all of these she had entered into the life of clubs and enjoyed it so much that they had all made her a life member. We all waited patiently for the speaker and the noted member to ap- pear. At last the speaker entered, fol- lowed by member of the hour. When the meml er appeared I could not see that she was any diiJerent to anyone else. She had fair hair, rather suspicious looking fair hair. There were traces of her former beauty still visible in those highly rouged cheeks. My attention was taken from the member by the speaker, who had Ijegun his praising speech on belialf of this noteworthy woman. He spoke of her long interest in yacht clubs. How, as far back as 1923 she had loved to at- tend the yacht club near her home. This first club was the Royal St. Law- rence Yacht Club in Montreal, Que. She had become so infatuated by clubs that she desired nothing else before them. He said a gTeat deal more; but I can- not take up your time to relate it all to you now. When the speaker had finished and presented the Life Membership, of course this wonderful woman had to address us. As she came forward I seemed to see something familiar about her walk. I tried to think where I had seen her be- fore. She had been speaking quite a while when she said Ab-so-lute-ly, my dear friends, this is the ' greatest pleas- ure I have ever had thrust upon me. Then I remembered, it was my old 20 VOX COLLEGII school chum, Lillian Sparling-. T could hardly get to her soon enough. After she had stared at me for fully two minutes she recognized me. While chatting to her, two little gii ' ls came running up to her said said Mother, Papa Frank is getting rather impatient waiting. I asked her the little girls ' names. She answered The older one is Gwendoline and the young- er name is Mabel. She asked me to go home with her, which of course I did. We enjoyed the time to -ether ag-ain. She spoke of the good old day.s at O.L.C. and of how we had enjoyed them. Evelyn Symon One day in the year 1927 I was very Inisy shopping in Batons. I had to make a hurr ed luncheon and decided to go to Child ' s. When the girl came 1o take my order T thought I recog- nized her face. When she returned T spoke to her and found her to be Ev- elyn Symon. my old College friend. We talked for some time about our College life and of our experiences since leav- ing school. She said that she had been clerking in Simpson ' s for several years and had just secured her new position. This post had always had a certain at- traction for her as she loved to work in a kitchen. Even the making of pan- cakes and hash interested her. In a few minutes she was called to wait upon another table. I was very pleased to have spoken for those few moments to my old chum. I hope she is able to keep her pleasing and busy position. Marg-aret McNab In 1947 I happened to be spending a few days at the Watt Hotel in Hamil- ton. As this hotel had been recom- mended to me for its excellent meals, I was exceedingly anxious to go into the dining-room. While 1 was waiting for the first course I noticed many delicious des- serts on the menu Init what appealed to me the most was the banana pie. After having ordered and tasted the pie, 1 thought to myself, Where have I tasted such wonderful banana pie be- fore? Then my curiosity was aroused to find out who the cook was because 1 thought no one could excel in this, like a class-mate 1 once had at O.L.C. I called the head waiter and asked him the name of the cook. He blushed with pleasure and bowing to m? said, Zee luime of zee cook most exceelunt am Maggie McNab. I exclaimed witli surprise, How long has she been here? I til ink she is an old school friend of min Then I asked if she would be allowed to come to my room. That even ' ng a rap sounded on my door and upon opening it, sonieone in a sweet voice asked if T had sent for her. Oh! Yes! Are you the cook? Why! M-a-r-g-a-r-e-t ! How you have chang- ed! Sh came into my room and we chat- ted about old times and Margaret told of her experiences after she left O.L.C. She had tried several times as a steno- grapher in offices but decided she would do better by going as a cook in a hotel. This was my last day at the hotel, so Margaret and I said farewell ; then we both prom-sed to kep in touch with each other by writing. Winifred Hambly It was the first time I had attended a meeting of the board of directors of that large orphanage in New York. After the meeting the members were shown through the building on a tour of inspection. We were first conducted to the office of the matron and dieti- tian. Upon entering, to my great sur- prise, who should I see but my old class-mate, Winifred Hambly. I decided that my identity should re- main unknown, for the time being at least. After the necessary formalities, she offered to accompany us ; and throughout the tour I watched her in- tently. She was a stout motherly vox COLLEGII 21 woman dressed in black, and her very straight hair w as drawn back tightly from her forehead. Could this be Win? the Win who used to make those hur- ried trips up to Wiggins ' for a marcel ? We went from room to room, and fin- ally to the gymnasium where a score of K U IJ D V eomplexioned little chaps romped and played. It was then the matron confided in me. You know, she said, I have made physical culture and swimming compulsory here. Then I remembered the gym classes at O.L.C. Was Win a regular attendant? We were then conducted to the din- ing-room where the evening meal was in progress. The matron explained that she had planned the menues her- self — each child receiving a requisite amount of carbohydrates, proteins, fats. Yes, this was Win ! But oh, how she had detested dietetics ! At this point I made myself known to her, and in the course of the conver- sation she explained that after having spent part of the summer of ' 23 at Camp Bolton, she had decided to de- vote her life to the work in which she was now engaged. So now. amid the clatter of tin cups I made an exit, and stumbled down the steps in a stupor of amazement. Alice Lees In July, 1943, I was sent as a Cana- dian del:gate to an International Con- ference at Copenhagen. We were shown every courtesy and entertained by Royalty. Towards the end of our stay there was a good deal of excite- ment in the city, occasioned by the ar- rival of the new British Ambassador, Sir Mortimer Cecil Percival Treval- Jones and Lady Jones. There had been slightly strained re- lations between the two countries and it was thought wise to remove the for- mer ambassador, but in select circles it Avas known, that it was not on Sir Mor- timer ' s account, that he had received the appointment, but it was all due to the diplomacy, tact, and charming per- sonality of Lady Treval-Jones. The crown prince gave a formal din- ner and reception in the.r honour, and I received an invitation. The guests had all assembled; a hush went over the room, and Sir Mortimer Cecil Percival Treval-Jones and Lady Treval-Jones were announced. Being one of the last to be presented, 1 had ample time to study the Treval-Joneses. Sir Morti- mer was small and mouse-like. Lady Treval-Jones was a large woman, well proportioned, every mov m-errt full of grace and quite at ease among the n- tricacies of the Danish court. When 1 was finally introduced Lady Treval- Jones looked at me through her Lor- gnette, and in that soft, highly culti- vated English voice said: Charmed to know you my dear, 1 am a Canadian by birth but English by adoption. When she lowered her Lorgnette I was vaguely troubled. Her face seemed familiar, and then that beautiful voice murmured ' ' My dear, your name ? ' ' Ah ! 1 remember, and seeing my puzzled look she said: Don ' t you remember Alice Lees at Ontario Ladies ' College? The change was so great 1 could hard- ly be convinced. She told me a little about herself. Her eldest son was at- tending Eton preparing for Oxford, and her two older daughters were still in the school room, having not yet made their debut; and wouldn ' t I visit the nursery some morning and see the younger children? She would be de- lighted to have me. I asked if she had enjoyed the trip over. She said No. the water always made her deathly sick. The mere thought of an accident terrified her. ' ' I inquired why she of all this company wore long sleeves in hei ' gown, and in a well-bred but hor- rified tone she exclaimed that she could not tolerate the vulgarity of an expos- ed foi ' earm. During this time Sir Moi ' - tinier had been standing near, remark- ing at intervals ' ' Quite right, my dear, ' ' Yes, certainly, if you say so. I was very sorry I could not have seen my old vox COLLEGII friend longer, but she was claimed by His Ilighness the Crown Prince, who escorted her to dinner, and as she float- ed down the room on his arm she look- ed back and smiled. Virginia Charles For many years 1 have been travel- ling and consequently have kept in toiieh more or less with niy old pals of O.L.C. Some of them 1 liave found do- ing strange things in strange places, such as Al. Lees, but stranger even than this is the life of one of the old Art students who graduated with me. I was riding through a market place in Chengtu, West China, when my rick- sha was suddenly halted and a sweet voice begged me to buy a beautiful painting of a little child. The voice was quite unfamiliar, but something in the dark, roving eye caught and held my attention, but it was she who recogniz- ed me first and then she made her.self known. 8he said that she was Virginia Charles, but had married a missionary, who, after a long struggle had convert- ed her and now she spent her days painting pictures of little children, which she sold at these packed market places, in aid of the Chinese Children ' s Hospital. She invited me to have din- ner with here. This was a most unique meal. AVe all sat around on the floor and ate rice with chop sticks and it was wonderful the speed they made with those chop sticks. A few hours later I bade them good-bye, and the last I saw of Virginia she was standing at the door of her cottage, waving good-bye. Lorna Rumball In my recent travels, while visiting in Los Angeles I was told that a mov- ing picture of Charlie Chaplin ' s entit- led Leave Me B was being produced and with him was his famous new as- sistant, Madame Gracie Hipperenthun- der, whom it was whispered was even better than the famous Charles. Being anxious to see a movie produc- ed I went to the Hollywood studio to see this famous woinan and man. Up- on my arrival 1 was surprised to see a woman l)eing hauled across the stage by a derrick, clutching in her arms vig- orously an infant child. When she landed on the other side she began to talk baby-talk to the child. I observed her closer as this was the famous come- dian and I beheld her to be a portly motherly woman, very tall, her he ' ght being about seven feet and with hair as dark as a raven ' s wing. To my aston- ishment I saw that it was my old Friend Lorna Rumball. I was then taken to her home in a Stutz roadster which 1 recognized as the one given to her by her friend Am- elita for a graduation gift. She had become a very domesticated woman by knitting between scenes. Upon talk- ing of her married life, she told me she was •ery happily married to a man 75 years of age, whose previous occupa- tion had been a derrick mechanic and had now elevated his position to that of a scene shifter. She told me she had had offers for dancing on the stage. While she was keenly interested in this she felt she had not made the best of her opportunities and regretted having ' skipped ' so many dancing classes and not going in more for athletics while at O.L.C. I asked her how she kept her health and happinef-:s and was astonish- ed to hear that she had formed a diet of bologna and onions as the main fruits of diet and as for exercise ' Em- erson ' always. Jessie Brown In the spring of 1935 I was on an in- spection tour of the gymnasium work in Alberta. About 4 o ' clock one morn- ing we were riidely awakened by the jarring noise of the application of the brakes — the rails having been washed out by the terrific storms — the train had nothing to guide the wheels. The head engineer told us it would be impossible to secure help before the next day at noon, so a party of us com- menced walking in search of a nearby vox COLLEGII 23 town. We had walked about eight miles when we saw a station — the sign at the end was Dumbell. We thought this rather a queer name for a town but as we neared the main street we no- ticed all the stores were named after some apparatus used in the gymnasium work. I began to think it was lucky we had had the wreck because Dumbell was not on my tour and I had not known it went in for the work so much. We stayed for the exhibition at night and I was greatly surprised when I saw the instructress. She was very tall and very, very stout. There was something familiar about her features and yet I could not think where I had seen her. After she had finished giv- ing directions she said For the love of Pete it ' s all over — I at at once recog- nized my old classmate, Jessie Brown ; I made my way forward to congratu- late and beg a talk with her. It seems that she had had many pro- posals and had finally married her first sweetheart who was a banker and was now manager of the Sterling bank in Dumbell. She invited me home with her for the night and when we arrived she intro- duced me to her housekeeper, whose name was Isabelle. Afterwards I found she was an old schoolmate of Jessie ' s and her last name was Ster- ling. We certainly had a great old talk together of the old days. Alicia Hambly A combination of O.L.C. corn, beef and cabbage and grape-nut pudding- sent me to bed one night with rather an uncertain feeling. The natural out- come of course is a dream and usually a very bad one. My memories of a dream that night are very vivid. I felt myself being car- ried along through space, rushing and swaying from side to side. Also being poked in the ribs by many sharp and spiky things. This was agony for a moment, but when my vision cleared I saw immediately the reason for all this disturbance of mine. 1 saw myself sur- rounded by a yelling and jostling crowd all rushing on towards a huge sign on which was printed in large letters Toronto Exhibition . Next I was in- side tlie gates still being impelled by the mad excited ei ' owd. On past the huge buildings on and on we rushed 1ill we cam- to another jam of people outside the Grand Stand. I had a feel- ing of wishing to withdraw but on hear- ing someone say that these was an es- pecially good programme on and ra- ther than use up all my energy in try- ing to get out I was pushed forward till 1 found myself inside the Grand Stand standing in the aisle, evidently doomed to stand throught the whole performance as the Grand Stand was packed right up to the roof. I saw a series of parades, dances, etc., when suddenly everybody became excited, programmes Avere fluttered and necks were stretched. I heard whis- pers about a beautiful girl who had evi- dently met fame. Ah ! — the l)and struck up and out lumbered four huge elephants, then out fluttered a slim whisp of a pink lady with fluffy hair and a brilliant, flashing smile. She danced around and cracked her whip for a few moments, lining up the four huge elephants. Si- lence then the music crashed in and the el ephants performed very diffi- cult and puzzling motions led by this charming pink lady. I felt puzzled and then light dawned and as I watched my mouth opened and my eyes pro- truded and I hurriedly poked my neigh- lior and asked for a programme which in my excitement I had failed to get. Yes, my thoughts were confirmed — an O.L.C. girl; Alecea Hamblie, Fam- ous French Elephant Trainer — former Star of the Vaughn Glaser Players . In other words Alicia Hambly of 0. L. C. 2Dutting elephants through push exercises before the Grand Stand of the Toronto Exhibition. And all this night- 24 VOX COLLEGII mare just because of a grape-nut inul- ding. Jean Lennox Aiid this, said tlie rubher-iiecK man as he flourished his big horn, This is where the famous Jean Len- nox first studied vocal. Necks imme- diately elongated that their owners niiglit view the massive building and tlie statue of the famous prima donna as the gyroplane sped past. This college is the famous 0. L. C. of which you have heard, no matter from what part of the world you came. The most famous of its graduating clas- ses was 1923. Miss Lennox, as she was before she started her series of sen- ational elopements and siibsequent di- vorces, graduated in M.E.L. She fully demonstrated her powers as her first husband testified on the witness stand. It is to him she owes her first success in opera. In the apartment house in which they lived also lived a vocal professor. He was so astounded by the volume and tone she produced when she called Henry! that he induced her to start Henry-ing as a business. Thus her start in opera. While singing at the Metropolitan in New York, she met and married Paruso. He died soon af- ter of concussion of the ear-drums ; a few years later she married a scene shifter, the widower of Lorna Rumball, of whom you may have heard. He was very ancient, so did not last long. About this time she published her famous .series of songs, Blessed Are the Married , Double Bliss , What Is Life W ithout Love , and most fam- ous of all My Hubby. Her fourth matrimonial venture proved her last. Her fame brought her to the notice of the Prince of Brazil, whom she married. Unfortunately, his passion for tom-tom music was so marked that she broke her neck trying to drown it out, and died. She is buried in the grounds she lov- ed so well, and the inscription on her tomb is And a song was on her Lps. Blow your trumpets, ye angels. Tlicy oiuittcd the ' Kest in Peace. ' Dorothy Sorby A long time ago. writes a famous Canadian historian ol: ihe 21st eentury, in the beautiful spot where now lie vhe ruins of the ancient town of Whitby, is a p.ctures([ue campus. The campus . r day revels in unrestrained wildness around the ruins of what once were vhe stately walls of Ontario Ladies ' College. One may yet see the subterranean swim- ming pool and the washing machines where was the laundry, both of whicli have gone down in history. Here it was that the most famous benefactress of her age, Miss Dorothea Sorby, dear- ly beloved by all who knew her, receiv- ed her education, graduating first u lionsehold Science and again in piano. She was deeply interested in sports for girls, and upon her final graduation provided special motor cars to convey the young ladies to and from the an- cient railway stations, liy a long, round- about and delightful drive. Miss Sor- l)y was fortunate one day in discover- ing a gold mine by finding how platin- um coidd be made from baked potato skins and the unused beans which were frequently wasted. Realizing that she owed this to the school, she bestowed many gifts and improvements upon it. The remains of the beautiful marble floor in what was then the lower hall, are still one of the marvels of this age. Upon leaving the college after bestow- ing numerous improvements which in- cluded moving stair-cases, gum slots, private mail boxes, and more, she came to Toronto. There she came in touch with the Humane Society, and Central Neighborhood Workers. Through hei ' work there she realized the need of a Home for Mad Dogs and another camp for the unruly children of poor famil- ies. So many dogs were restored to sanity, and so many children memor- ized the Bible that she received the Or- der of the Curly Haired Alligator from vox C ' OLLEGII 25 His Majesty. She then entered politics, and by her influence in the Agnes Mc- Phail Uplift Society for the supremacy of women in the home, she had the law passed against women washing dishes and a contraband placed on grape wine that would pop the cork more than two feet in the air. In her old age she turned her atten- tion to gardening, raising garlic and angle worms. Her contributions to botany, zoology and cookery brought about thereby has baen one of the rea- sons she has gone down in history as one of the greatest benefactresses of her age. Marjorie Speers One Sunday morning 1 was motoring into the country and passing through a little village was attracted by the beauty of the chimes of a nearby church. My time was my own so T went into the church for the service. After a few minutes a tall, sweet- looking lady entered the church, follow- ed by seven small boys. They occu- pied the front pew, so I was able to watch them closely. The children were remarkably well behaved and took the g-reatest interest in the music. As I was leaving the church someone addressed me and I turned to see at my side the aforesaid lady, who to my sur- prise should be none other than Marj. Speers. She urged me to come to her home for lunch, and I was glad to do so. After lunch, when the little boys were all having their nap, or at least suppos- ed to be having it, and Marj. had wash- ed the dishes (she wouldn ' t tolerate a maid, as she enjoyed domestic ' activi- ties so much) she told me what great changes had been made in her plans of 0. L. C. days. She said that after graduating from O.L.C. she had gone abroad to study for concert work. Her masters had predicted a brilliant future for her but social successes had interf?red and so diverted her attention that she gave up her career and returned home. She could not decide which of her many suitors she prefei ' red so she gave up all thought of marriage. As her father and mother were both dead now, she was very lonely, so she determined to adopt a child. However, all the children who came in answer to her advertisement were so attractive that again she could not choose, but this time she took them all, and all boys. She told me the children ' s names, a few of which were familiar. This co- incidence was explained by the fact that she had called them in memory of her rejected suitors, some whos3 names I had often heard at O.L.C. She was very amliitious for one little boy, in- tending him to go to S.P.S. and be a civil engineer when he grew up. She kept herself young and fit by swimming in her private tank and Dy riding horse-back. She taught the little boys herself and all but one had won his l ronze. Marj. seemed very contented and judging by the order with which tilings ran. had retained all her old skill of managing. No doubt someday she will be very proud of her adopted children, and certainly the name ' Speers ' will not soon be extinct. Grace Moodie It was the year 1943 and I had just returned to Toronto from foreign coun- tries, where I had been been doing Bac- teriological research work. I left the new Union Station which had just been opened and decided to go up to Eaton ' s, as I needed some elastic and a few other trifles. Arriving at Eaton ' s, imagine my sur- prise to find only a two story budding in place of the large fine structure I had known. I went in and learned that the de- partment I wanted was on the second floor. T ' he-e weve now no elevators ny ( colat; rs and one had to u e the stnirs. Tlie articles were poor and 26 VOX COLLEGII shabby and I mourued over the chang- es in the store as I laboriously climbed the stairs, (for I am not as thin as 1 used to be). As I turned a bend in the stairs my eye lighted on a worn, faded, bent woman who was scrubbing the steps Murmuring Excuse me. I was about to pass by when she raised her faded eyes to mine. Suddenly her glance be- came fixed on the lapel of my new Par- is coat, and with a startled cry she gas- ped Who are you? where did you get that? I gazed at my lapel and found that she was looking at my graduation pin. That is my Ontario Ladies ' College gaduation pin, I graduated in House- hold Science in June, 1923, I answer- ed in surprise. Household Science. she cried, Are you Maisie Bowman? I am I replied, and hope so to re- main. ' ' Don ' t you know me? she begged. 1 was Grace Mooclie. Then together we sat on the stairs, (I regardless of my Paris coat), while she told me her sad life story and our tears mingled together in the soapy water. Two years after graduating she had married a clerk on Eaton ' s fourth tloor. They had lived happily for some years, but he, being of a naturally fickle and restless temperament had left her and gone off to Europe and she had never heard of him since. She had waited for him, expecting his return, until her finances had be- come in such a state that she had to seek work. She had gone to Eaton ' s because of the old associations, and had begged for work and this was all she coulcL get. My keajt bled for her, but she would let me do nothing to help her. I had to leave her there and I had a dinner engagement, but I prom- ised to return this next day, and we would talk over old O.L.C. days. As I went up Yonge street, I thought with deep sorrow of the fate of the proud and willowy Grace Moodie, and I wondered what were the life stories of many others of my classmates whom 1 had not seen since leaving O.L.C. Myrtle Nesbitt While visiting Algonquin Park in the summer of 1935, some of our party wished to explore the interior of the Park and a guide was hired for the trip. AVhen the time came for us to start a tall, thin woman appeared to guide us. She had short, straight, black hair and wore no hat. We walked miles, the guide leading the way and pointing out spots of in- terest. Something about her attracted my attention. Was it the way she ran her liand through the back of her hair while talking so fluently on points of interest? I could not tell until 1 heard her start to discuss politics with one of the men of the party, then imme- diately turn and correct a lady with regard to the number of calories pres- ent in coffee. It was my old room-mate Myrtle Nesbitt. Of course, why hadn ' t I guess- ed it before? Many pictures flashed before my mind of the times I had seen her stand before the Civics Class at 0. L.C. and give us the U.F.O. Platform; the times we had figured out the hun- dred calorie portion o Fish eyes or Maccaroni and cheese. I felt I must speak to her and find out all that had happ ' ned to her in the years since we left our Alma Mater. She remembered me when I told her who I was and told me a little of her life since we had lost track of each other. After graduating she had taken the position as chief guide at Algonquin Park. This position she held for two years, leaving at the end of that time to be married. But she found married life and housekeping very monoton- ous. Her husband held different poli- tical views from hers, attended the Presbyterian Church and simply would not eat a sufficient number of calories per day ; and so her adventure in mat- rimony not being all that could be de- vox COLLEGII 27 sired she had returned to Algonquin Park. There she has organized a num- ber of classes for the women guides and the two of the classes I remember her mentioning particularly were a class in Art Needlework and one in Public Speaking, so every woman would be able to fluently describe the beauties of the park. Our trip came to an end, and not wishing to lose track of Myrtle again I asked her if she would write me once in a while. Slowly shaking her head she said No, I write very few letters now. Once a year I write my husband to remind him to pay his life insurance premium but that is about all. Slowly I mounted the hotel steps and stood a moment to watch her retreat- ing figure. Wafted back to me on the breeze came the words clear and dis- tinct, sung in an alto voice, Charlie was my darling. Reva Richardson For I look into the Future, Far as human eye can see, And I see a mighty vision Of what Reva Richardson is to l)e. The years have sped by since I was a girl at boarding school, and I am now a matron of forty. I have never been in New York, and so decide that I shall take a holiday. I arrive safely at my destination, hav- ing had great experience in travelling in my college days, when I used to take the perilous journey from Whitby to Oshawa quite frequently. I find a suitable hotel, and after re- freshing myself, I stroll up Broadway to see the sights. I do not get very far before I find the street obstructed by a huge ladder. Half way up is a fat man or woman, I can hardly tell. Yes, 1 believe it is a woman, for her hair is screwed up in a tight Maggie Jiggs knob, at the back. This grotesque figure, that weighs, I should judge, around two hundred pounds, is wearing a pair of Peabody ' s Overalls. Two or three bright colored patches are inset in the side, to make the garment fit a little better. As I gaze up, watching with interest her studied movements, regarding the painting of a sign advertising Reduce to Music Records a huge drop of paint falls and hits me in the eye. Before I can compose myself, the of- fender has reached the ground, and is offering all kinds of apologies. Before I can open my eye I recog- nize something familiar about the voice of the speaker, and as soon as I can again use my optic, I see a face before me that I can not mistake. Though she boasts two dimples and a triple chin, it is unmistakably Reva Richard- son. My hand instinctively goes out to her, and forgetting my 1)lack eye, my ruined dress, and the sensation we are causing, I put my arm through hers, and together we walk back to my hotel to talk over old times. Jean Dickinson As I gaze at the curtains that hide from our view the things, and years that are to be, there is a slight move- ment, and slowly, the curtains draw aside, and before me pass the years. I am given a choice to look upon one day. in one year, and I choose Aug. 30, 1948. As the years roll by, I watch for 48, and as it crosses the page, I press a le- ver, and the year stops in front of me. As the days of the year are flashed quickly before my eyes, I occasionally recognize a familiar face, a graduate of ' 23. Fate, blind folded, is showering her joys and sorrows impartially upon us all, and many are the spheres in which we work. Finally, Aug. 30 arrives, and the scene I see before me, is one of colour, noise, and people, for the setting is the midway of the Toronto Ex. It is not greatly changed since we used to raid the side shows back in the twenties. Above the noise and clamour of the midway I heard loud angry voices of 28 VOX COLLEGII men, who appear to be arguing over something ' . They are standing on the platform of the Roller Boiler Coaster, and in front of them is drawn up one of the little cars. The manager of the railway, a huge, foreign looking man, is vigorously shak- ing his fist in the face of a vei y small timid little gentleman. I hear the big man say If you don ' t get your wife out of that car I ' ll have the law on you, yes sir ! and then you ' ll find out that you can ' t hold up this coaster all afternoon, just because your wife, she too fat to get through the dooi — tell ine, how in the world did she ever get in? After this narration, I turn my gaze to the object in discussion, a lady of huge dimensions who is vainly trying to squeeze through the little door. At last her husband strikes upon a plan and hurries away. In a moment h? returns with several workmen and a rude derrick, and soon they have her safely transplanted on the platform, much to the satisfaction of the mana- ger. Her husband turns to her and says : ' Jean Dickinson you were two and twenty years ago. and Jean Dickinson I wish you were to-day, for since T married you, I ' ve had more trouble trying to get you through doors than I ever had with my mule. Is it possible ? Jean Dickinson ? Yes, so it is ! As the ciirtain falls I say to mv- self T-Iow time and people change ! Mary Souch We all know that every day and in every way women are coming forward more and more to fill the positions of men but what surprised me most on my visit to the large city of Hampton in the year 1929 was the sight of female taxi drivers and female motormen on street cars. It Vv-as about noon when I boarded a north-bound car which was fairly crowded with these conductors and motormen going home for lunch. One of the motormen sat next to me. She was a tall, slim, fair woman with dark brown eyes. She reminded me of some- one I had once met and I seemed to re- mind her of someone too, for she kept glancing my way. At last I spoke and asked her name; she quite surprised ;inc by saying that her maiden name had been Mary Souch. 1 told her who 1 was and then we talked about ths years which had slipped by since our gradu- ation. Mary said she had tried the Cole Inisiness but after a few years ot happiness her husband had died leav- ing her with hvo boys whom she had taken lionie to her mother. For the past two years she had been one of the head motormen in the Hampton Rail- way Co. The car stopped just then and 1 liurried away promising to see IMary again soon. Miriam Eckert Naturally interested in parades, I craned and pushed and squeezed until I could see the approaching riot at the corner of Richmond and Dundas street, London. What a commotion it caused in peaceful London ! And no wonder, for it was headed by a short, stout, masculine-looking speciman of human- ity, who wore her hair sleeked back and screwed up in a knot from which short ends protruding under the severe black sailor hat showed her to have been at one time a victim of the flap- per ' s fad for bobbed hair. From the black skirt and the tailored shirtwaist with the black necktie and the nose glasses held in place by a wide black ribbon her type was revealed. Behind the champion of her caiise came the Hilton-Strothers band and then the standard bearers announcing to th world in red letters — Why cannot women l)o preachers! We want to preach ! Give the women a chance! This subject interested me so T fol- lowed the procession to Queen ' s Park, vox COLLEGII 29 where the leader took up her position on a soap box on which was printed the words Good morning! Have you used Pear ' s soap? Then 1 understood why this woman wanted to preach, she could say more in five minutes than I have ever heard anyone else say in thirty. Her tones were deep and mannish — it was her voice that sounded familiar — where had I heard it? As she talked on and on suddenly I gasped — I had heard that voice from the platform of the chapel at O.L.C. at the Graduation Recital in 1923, when Miriam Eckert had recited the Doll ' s House. I turned away, overcome by grief for the dear girl who in her youth had been such a promising young creature and who would have made such a dear gentle little wife and mother had she not had her masculine side emphasized while taking dramatics at 0. L. C. Mary Doty After leaving O.L.C. in 1923, 1 one day decided to go back and visit the Collage and upon arriving who should be the first person I should meet in the Main Hall but my old College friend, Mary Doty. 1 was sitting in the reception room one day while 1 was there and Mary came in, so then I knew that my curi- osity would now be appeased. She told me that after graduating in M.E.L. she had decided to specialize in the sub ject of Mathematics. Mary had made good use of her time and had graduated from Victoria and also from a Univer- sity in Germany with honors in Maths. After her return to Canada she had wanted to put her learning to a good use so had put in application for a position as teacher in a University or College and had found that one of her wishes had been given her, because she was to be the Maths teacher at O.L.C. After spending a day or so at the College I was not at all surprised to learn that Mary was one of the most highly thought of teachers because of her cheerful and sunny disposition and her optimistic views of how the girls were getting on in their work and of their examination time. When I left the College I was happy in the thought that Mary had found the right place in the world in which she could be an aid and example to those who were her companions. Evelyn J. Beattie It was the year 1930 and I was stroll- ing along Miami Beach down in Flor- ida when suddenly I saw a tremendous crowd of people rush down to the water ' s edge and I beheld a tall, dark girl heroically rescue three children from out the angry waves, whilst the crowds enthusiastically yelled Bravo! Hurrah for Mme. Evelyn White, our famous bathing beauty! Then as we pressed closer we stared in astonish- ment for lo and behold we now recog- nized the slender form and face of our beloved class mate, Evelyn Beattie. We threw our arms around her neck and besought her to tell tis all she had done since she had left our dear Alma Mater, O.L.C. And in her characteristic fash- ion she told us of her wild adventures on the stage in New York, and all about the multi-millionaire who had seen her gliding through the water like a fairy mermaid and had engaged her as chief instructor for the Royal Life Sav- ing Society at Miami Shore. Leila .Hunter In the year 1934 i went upon an ex- tended tour of New York. One even- ing, finding myself all dressed up and no place to go, 1 decided to stroll along the Great White Way in search of amusement. After stopping in front of several theatres, and finding nothing of interest on the bill boarcls, I was about to give up in disgust when I no- noticed — The Winter Gardens Mile. Rosebud (Last appearance in America) This looked inviting, and I entered 30 VOX COLLEGII the theatre and by good fortune obtain- ed a seat in the front row. The performance was very catchy and the music of the tinkly variety. Siiddenlj ' all lights were extinguished (except one pool of brilliancy far back r.ear the green draperies of the stage.) The music ceased for a moment, then came a deafening ' crash of all instru- ments. At the same time a lithe fig- ure in a gauzy lilue costume of a liallet dancer leaped upon the stage. Her hair hung to her waist and a garland of flowers caught the stray strands up- on her forehead. She smiled sweetly in response to the deafening applause and the shrill Avhistles of the peanut gallery, then swimg into a wild whirl of rhythm. I noticed that the orchestra found it dif- ficult to keep up with her. Suddenly she stopped directly in front of me, and to my amazement I found myself gazing- into the eyes of Mademoiselle Rosebud — or rather Leila Hunter. The shock was so great that it almost unnerved me. Between the second and third acts I called an usher and sent my card back stas ' e. The boy re- turned witli a note instructing me to go to Mademoiselle Rosebud ' s dressing room immediately after the close of the third act. I did so, and was ushered into a lux- urious apartment banked in roses and orchids. Leila came out to greet me in a swirling gown of flame. She greet- ed me effusively, kissing me on both cheeks. I found it difficult to imagine that this dazzling creature could liave been our dear, retiring, Senior Presi- dent of the 1923 class at O.L.C. We talked over our fortunes since we had parted in 1923, and 1 found tliat al ' ter leaving the College, Leila had married a missionary ami had gone to live in Africa. But her married life was very short as her husband had one day, while cutting wood, been accident- ally devoured by a lion. Leila returned to America and decid- ed to drown her grief in the realm of grease paint. She was now the lead- ing toe dancer of America and was leaving shortly for Russia to take that country by storm. Our conversation lasted well into the small hours of the morning, and then I departed overpowered by the heavy scent of flowers and the dazzling lady in theii ' midst. VOXCOLLEGII 31 Commencement Day In spile of our superstitions, June 13 was all one could wish. As early as 8.30 guests began to arrive for the day — brothers, sisteis, parents and fi ' iends to- gether made up one of the largest erowds 0. L. C. has ever welcomed on a Coni- meneement Day. In the morning the following pro- gramme was given by memljers of the Graduating Class, assisted l).y Mr. G. D. Atkinson ' s class. Motet — Glorious Forever (Rach- maninoff), Choral Class. Piano Solo — Autumn, (Chamin- ade), Dorothy Sorby. Eeading — A Pot of Broth, (Yeats), Alicia Hambly. Soprano Solo — Ombra Leggiera (Meyerbeer), Jane Merchant. Piano Solo — Kuss Walzer (Schutt), Estelle Bagshaw. Valedictory — Anna Shaver. Part Songs — (a) Wake, Miss Lindy ( Scott ) ; ( b ) The Miller ' s Wooing ' ' (Faning), Choral Class. Piano Solo — Cantique d ' Amour , (Liszt), Marjorie Speers. Reading — His Widow ' s Husband , (Benevente), Lorna Rumball. Community Songs — (a) Commit thy ways to Jesus, (St. Matthew ' s Passion) (J. S. Bach) ; (b) Keep on hopin ' (Heron-MaxAvell), Choral Class. After the program every one assemb- led outside on the lawns, where they found plenty of good things to satisfy their lean and hungry loo ks. At two o ' clock the Faculty followed by the members of the Graduating Class took their places on the platform and the granting of Diplomas and Certifi- cates and awarding of medals and prizes l)egan. Granting- of Diplomas Literary ■ — M.E.L. — Freida Eileen Boake, Toronto, Ont. ; Evelyn Tait ( ' arss, Orillia, Ont. ; Mary Margaret Doty, Oak- ville, Ont. ; Jean A. L. Lennox, Toronto, Out., (Mathematics) ; Beatrice Jean Moad, Toronto, Ont. ; Annie Marie Sha- ver, Ancaster, Ont. ; Lillian Elizabeth Sparling, Montreal, Que., (Latin and French ) . Piano— A.O. CM. and A.T.C.M.— Es- telle Bagshaw, Haileyl)ury. Ont. ; Dor- othy Douglas Soi ' b.y, Guelph, Ont. ; Mary Dorothy Souch, Hampton, Ontario ; El- len Marjorie Speers, Burlington, Ont. ; Beatrice Evelyn Symon, Sault Ste. Marie, Ont. Vocal — A.O.C.M. and A.T.C.M. — Jane Merchant, Bowmanville, Ont. Expression — Miriam Claire Eckert, London, Ont. ; Irma Alicia Hambly, To- ronto, Ont. ; Leila Mary Hunter. Barrie, Ont. ; Lorna Grace Rumball, London. Ont. Art — Virginia Hughes ( ' harles, New York, U.S.A. ; Reva Bernice Richardson, Whitby, Ont. Household Science. — Maisie Bow- man, Lethbridge, Alta. ; Jessie Evelyn Brown, Ridgeway, Ont. ; Wilma Kath- erine Gale, OshaAva, Ont. ; Winifred Crosby Hambly, Toronto, Ont. ; Alice Wilson Lees, Hamilton, Ont. ; Grace Eli- zabeth Moodie, Hamilton, Ont. ; Myrtle Leone Nesbitt, Dunnville, Ont. ; Marjorie Helen Reynolds. London, Ont. ; Miriam Louise Richardson, Whitby, Ont. Commercial — Melvin Edna Bassett, Montreal, Que. ; Evelyn Jean Beattie, St. Catharines, Ont. ; Lois Evelyn Laf- foley, Montreal, Que. ; Margaret Kath- leen McNab, Duiigannon, Ont., (Type- Avriting) : Avis Stacey. Lothliridge. Alta. Winning of Certificates (Musical) Piano — Intermediate — F. Eileen Boake (honoi ' s). Intermediate School — Kathleen M. Corrigan. Junior — Albina E. Oberholtzer, Dorothy M. Pitt. Reva B. Richardson. Junior School — Rhoda Earle Frid, Jean Fisher Hepburn (lien- ors). Primary — M. Lucille Bascom (honors), Frances Nutting (honors), Luva Thompson, Helen Wilson (hon- ors), Betty A. Wright (honors). Pri- 32 VOX COLLEGII mary School — Marjorie Green (honors) Elementary School — Helen Qninn. Singing — Intermediate — Gwendolyn M. Taylor (1st class honors), Helen Den- ike AVood. Junior — F. Eileen Boake, Helen Bunner (honors), Anna Elsley (honoi ' s), Sylvia M. Kearns, Grace E. Moodie (honors). Sight Singing — Intermediate — Hope Breckenridge. (1st class honors). Mar- jorie Speers (1st class honors), Beatrice Evel.vn Symon (honors), Gwendolyn M. Taylor (1st class honors), Helen Denike Wood (1st class honors). Junior — Helen Bunner. Violin — Junior — Rosamond ] IcCull- och. Primary — John E. Clarke. Household Science — HoMEMAKERs ' CouRSE — Fraiiccs Nut- ting, Helen Thompson. Awarding of Medals Gold Medal, by Mr. Oliver Hezzle- wood. highest standing in M.K.L. Course — Anna Shaver. Silver Medal, by M)-. ii. M. Goodfel- low, second standing in I.E.L. Course — Jean Moad. Gold Medal by . Mi ' . R. N. Ba scrt. highest standing in A.T.C.M. and A.O. CM. Piano — Marjorie Speers. Silver Medal by Mr. G. 1). Atkinson, second standing in A.T.C.M. and A.O. L ' . l. — Mary Souch. George Cormack Memorial Gold Med- al, highest standing A.T.C.M. and A.O. CM. Vocal — Jane Merchant. Gold Medal, by R. C. Hamilton, high- est standing in Expression ( ' ourse — Loi ' na Rumball. Silver Medals, second standing in Expression Course — Miriam Eckert, Leila Hunter (equal). Gold Medal, by Mr. F. M. Score, high- est standing in Household Science Cour.se — Wilma Gale. Silver Medal, by Mr. Robert Thomp- .son, .second standing in Household Science Course — Myrtle Nesbitt. Gold Medal, by Mr. F. S. ( ' orrigan, highest standing in two year Commercial Course — Lois Laffoley. Silver Medal, second .standing in two- year Commoi ' cial (_ ourse — Edna Bas- sett. Governor-Generars Medal, liighest standing in Junior JNlatriculation Eng- lish — Noi ' ah Holden ; Honorable IMention — Wilma Gale. Gold Medal, by F. L. Farewell, high- est proficienc.v in swimming, life-saving, etc., open to students holding Award of Merit Certificates from Royal Life Sav- ing Society of England — Alice Lees. Silver Medal, by Miss Leila Muichie, higliest proficiene.y in swinnnng, life- saving, etc., open to students holding bronze medallions from the Royal Life Saving Societ.v of England — Marjorie Morley. Awarding of Prizes Literary Department — Pi ize by Mr. Farewell, highest standing in Junior ] Iatriculation History — Norah Holden. Trafalgar Daughters ' Scholarship, high- est standing in any three Academic sub- jects, 1921-22 — Lois Newberry. Special — Award for highest standing in spelling: Junior Fourth, Vine Lewis; Senior Fourth, Ruth Spall. Highest standing in Entrance to Higli School Exaniination, June, 1922 — Dorothy Moodic. Award by Miss A. A. Ball, for highesL standing in First ■ Year Hi eh School, 1922-23— Virginia Frid. Mttsical Department — Prizes given by A. S. Nordheimer : Highest stand- ing in Intermediate Piano — Eileen Boake. Highest .standing in Junior Piano — Albina Oberholtzei ' . Highest standing in Pi ' imary Piano — Lucille Bascom and Betty Wright (equal). Highest standing in Junior Vocal — Helen Bunner. Award by David Dick Slater, highest standing in Intermed- iate Vocal — Gwendolyn Taylor. Art Department — Awards by T. G. Greene, O.S.A., and Mi.ss Bertha Ingle: Highest standing in Senior Art — Reva Richardson. Second standing in Senior Art — Virginia Charles. Highest stand- ing in Junior Art — Viola Smart. Household Science — Highest stand- ing in Dietetics Course — Albina Ober- holtzer. Highest standing in Junior Yeai ' — Evelyn Ball. Special priz? by vox COLLEGII 33 Mrs. Arthur VanKouf hnet, highest standing in practical cooking — Marjorie Reynolds. Special awards by Miss Clara Powell, for highest standing in Art Needlework: — Highest standing in Sen- ior Class — Marion Richardson. Second standing in Senior Class — Wilma Gale. Highest standing in Junior class —Dorothy Pitt. Expression — Highest standing in the Junior Year — Maud Girvin. Commercial — Highest standing in One Year Course — Avis Stacey. High- est standing in Penmanship — Evelyn Beattie. Athletics — The honor of having name on Strathcona Shield for year 1922-23 — Evelyn Carss. Winner of Field Day Trophy, present ed by F. L. Farewell — Edith Playf air. Winner of School Let- ters, Spring Field Day — Nina Edwards. Winner of School Numerals, Spring Field Day — Estelle Bagshaw. Winner of School Letters, Spring Swimming Meet — Marjorie Nicol. Winner of School Numerals, Spring Swimming Meet — Marjorie Carss. Swimming and Life Saving. — Honor- ary Associate of the Royal Life Saving Society of England — Miss Leila Mur- chie. Honorary Instructor ' s Certificate, by the Royal Life Saving Society of Eng- land for swimming and life-saving — Elmyra Nichols, Alicia Hambly, Vir- ginia Frid, Josephine Houston, Dorothy Moodie, Isabel Stewart, Evelyn Carss, Isabelle Fairfield, Emma Frid, Edna, Bassett, Willa Sandison. Th? Award of Merit — Eileen Boake, Nina Edwards, Violet Montgomery, Gwendolyne Wel)b, Isabelle Fairfield, Mabel Burkell, Willa Sandison, Estelle Bagshaw, Rosamond McCullough, Ruth Duggan, Anna Elsley, Kathleen Jen- kins, Mary Brennan, Dorothy LaFrance, Adelie McLennan, Louise Fifield, Jessie Bell, Helen Deroche. Bronze Medallion — Hope Brecken- ridge, Eleanor McClemont, Margaret Ormond, Margaret McTavish, Mary Doty, Miriam Eckert, Marjorie Morley, Dorothy Sutherland, Velma LaFrance, Marjorie Carss, Helen Parry, Helen Wilson, Reva Richardson, Frances Nut- ting, Marie Ott. Photography — Winners in Amateur Photography : First Prize — Mabel May. Seeon ' d Prize — Patricia Gumley. The Graduation Exercises were open- ed by prayer by Rev. J. H. McBain, pastor of Simcoe St. Methodist Church, Oshawa. Mr. Hamilton, President of the Board of Directors, who occupied the chair, then congratulated the Graduates on their success, and as being the largest graduating class for many years. After the awarding of diplomas and certificates, Mr. Farewell, our principal, expressed his appreciation of the inter- est of the parents and friends of the pu- pils in the work of the school. He spoke of how successful this, the idth year of the school, had been in every respect, and expressed his gratitude to Miss Maxwell, Lady Principal, members of the Faculty and Staff and to all who had conti ' ibuted towards its success. His wish was that 0. L. C. would continue to progress in the future and that next year, which is Jubilee Year would be one of the greatest years in the his- tory of the school. A generous invita- tion was given to all present and partic- ularly to the members of the Graduating Class to be present next year at the Commencement Exercises. To the members of the Graduating Class he expressed our regret because they were leaving the halls of 0. L. C. but also our joy in seeing them launch- ing out to fulfil a greater service. We will miss the class of 1923 who have been loyal, true and strong, but we hope they will answer the call to a larger vision and fulfil a greater sei ' vice. At the close of Mr. Farewell ' s re- marks. Miss Myrtle Nesbitt, on behalf of the S. C. M., presented the school with a pulpit lamp. Prizes and medals were then present- ed to the winners by Mr. Hamilton, or the donor of the gift, where present. Prof. Fred Langford, of Victoria Col- lege, closed the Graduation Exercises 34 VOX rOLLEGII by a short but inspiring address on the things of School Life wliicli count. To him there were three tilings which meant most in the school life of a girl. The first is fellowship. By daily fel- lowship one with another one should acquii-e a personality which would en- able them to go out and be a blessing to the community in which they live. The second great conti ' ibution the school makes to us is that of Instruc- tion. ' After all. the more we study the more we realize how little we know and how much there is to know. Our school life is but the beginning of our train- ing and preparation for life. It is when we study togetlier that we find life en- larging and enriching. The third thing we should get from our school life and which we do get from ().L.C. is an insight into and a longing foi the deeper things of life. School life has length, breadth and height — length of outlook towards some specific goal ; breadth that comes from social contact or fellowship ; and height that comes from uplift and reach to God, to Christian living and Christian Ijehaviour. Mr. Farewell ' s Message to the Students on Commencement Day I feel I should not close without a word to the student body generally. It may be some of you cannot return in September. We shall be sorry, we shall miss you. Next year is our Golden Ju- bilee — O.L.C. fifty years a college. We are looking forwarcl to a great year, re- unions, special features and all that kind of thing. We should like as many of you as possible to be with us to assist and to take part in the celebration. So let us hope that when Wednesday, the 12th of September, 1923, comes about it shall be for many of you, All aboard for O.L. C. But to you who miss the train we wish all sorts of good things, joys, suc- cess, !-atisfaction, many hard tasks and some really difficult problems, for after all it is only in the doing of the hard things that one gets real joy and satis- faction. Any one may have an easy time, but for O. L. C. girls — may they have some mountain climbing to do by long and. tortutrus- ways , and then the beautry and glory of the mountain peak — work done, a life well spent, satisfaction, joy. I should like to thank you too for what you have meant to the school during the year. You have not been angels, and indeed I would not have you so. I think it is J. W. Barrie who tells of the old and gnarled couple who had received a dijiloma from the University eulogizing tlie son who had fallen in the war — what ii wonderful boy he was, a great scholar, beloved by everybody, faultless and, according to the diploma, blameless. But the day the old couple returned to the University — this grand boy so well and favoral)ly depicted, was not their boy. Their boy had many a fault, he was not always noble, he frequently angered his father and grieved his mother and bare- ly scraped through his examination. But this was the father love. Would not the Senate tear up the diploma and give them liack their boy. So we have had no misgivings. We know who you are and what you have been and done, and we have loved you for your faults as well as for your fine qualities. And these fine qualities have been many and in all of you. Sometimes, perchance we have seen through a wrong perspective. The Faculty — the stu- dents, and the students — the Faculty. I I am reminded of a verse of Tennyson. Tennyson was a great patriot, and one day the criticisms directed at England, at home and abroad, got on his nerves, and he penned these words: You make our fault to grow and thence maintain vox COLLEGII 35 Our darker future! May your fear be vain ! At times the small black fly upon the pane May seem the black ox of the distant planes. ' ' It may be that now and then we have both seen the black ox of the distant plane. Well for the day at least let us see only the small black fly upon the pane. And as the years lengthen we shall forget the faults and remember only the fine things, and think of 1922- 23 as one of the finest and best years of life because we spent it down there at O.L.C. And so go forth upon your holiday mth the benediction of the college upon you. And now a final word to the mem- bers of the graduating class. For the most of us this is an occasion for mixed emotions. We are sorry and we are glad. We are sorry as a mother is sorry when her daughter is leaving home. And you are now leaving your college home. Some of you have been with us a year, two years, three years. At least three of you have been here five or six years. But you are all our daugh- ters and we deeply regret your going. We shall greatly miss you. You are the largest graduating class in recent years. TMrty-three is a large number to take away at a single time. We shall miss your numbers. Some of you have held positions of re- sponsibility and trust. You have been loyal and true. We shall miss your leadership. Each and all of you, by your splendid qualities of girlhood have endeared yourselves to us and your places will be hard to fill. And so we are earnestly sorry at your going. Your Alma Mater would hold you, but a louder call comes to you — a call to a larger vision, and a greater responsibil- ity, and a wider service. It is a call to conserve the simplicity and the purity and the fellowship of Canadian homes ; it is a call to the service of childhood ; it may be a call to community service — to teach, to alleviate suffering, to elevate civic life, to relieve the burdens of the poor and needy — to lead in the continu- ous war upon sin and evil — it may be a call into national service or to serve your fellows in foreign fields. Which of these calls may come to you, I know not. But this I know, that some day there will come to you the call, the challenge to a definite, .specific service — which is to be your life work. And when that challenge comes — fail not. Respond — be able to say, Here am I, ready. I know you are all lovers of Tenny- son. I rememljer years and years ago I too was studying matriculation Eng- lish. Tennyson was one of the authors. Merlin and the Gleam was one of the poems. Perhaps no poem ever stirred my boyhood fancy so much as this. As you know it expresses the experience of Tennyson in seeking to follow the finest and most beautiful in his art. It was the gleam that lured him on. And when one day an idea shall have touched your soul, and thereby become your ideal, as someone said recently, and you come to know that to realize that ideal is your great work in the world. When that mo- ment comes, then respond with your whole life, and in the words of Tenny- son : ' ' 0 young mariner Down to the haven Call your companions Launch your vessel And crowd your canvas And ere it vanishes Over the margin After it, follow it Follow the gleam. At that moment too there will be with you in spirit your Alma Mater, praying for you, hoping for you, loving you, trusting in you and knowing you will fail not but will follow the gleam that has flashed across your pathway until you have made life abundant and have tasted of its richest sweets and joys. A year hence we shall be on the look- out for you. It is the year of our Ju- bilee. Our portals shall be swung wide 36 VOX COLLEGII open and none shall have a gladder wel- May God bless and keep you and come than the members of the glorious cause his face to shine upon you every class of Nineteen Twenty-Three. one. Senior Dinner On Friday. April 13th, everyone don- ned her party frock, for it was the night of the Senior dinner, the social event of the year. The table at which the large Senior class sat was ])eautifully decor- ated in flame blue, gold and black, and the favors were in the form of umbrellas. The umbrellas were to protect us from the Junior ' s tears at the thought of our departure. Briefly we had everything from soup to nuts, as well as some extras of iliss Wallace ' s own concoction. After we had eaten until even the people Avho were making toasts were almost too full for utterance, we pushed back our chairs and made ourselves comfortable for the programme. Mv. Farewell was our jolly toastmas- ter and opened the programme by say- ing some very complimentary things a- bout the Seniors of 23, and calling on Reva Richardson to propose the toast to our country. This excellently ex- pressed toast was ably responded to by Alicia Hambly, after which Minnie Ket- cheson, in her sincere, charming way, asked us to drink to the health of our Alma Mater. Winifred Hamljly, who has ])een in the college for six years, replied to this as only she could. The toast to the Faculty was proposed by Anne Shaver, and in the absence of Miss Maxwell, a response was made by Miss Ball, which was very humorous and en- joyable. Lois Newberry, our Junior President, very kindly wished the Seniors every success, and Leila Hunter, our Senior president, expressed her appreciation of the splendid co-operation of the Juniors. The toast to Other Classes was most oi-- iginally proposed by Wilma Gale and was responded to by representatives of the various classes, Beatrice Carruther.s, Helen Wood, Jean Hepburn, Florence Eastmond and Marjorie Green. The program came to a close with the toast to ' ' Student Organizations, ' ' most ably proposed by Dorothy Sorby, to which the Presidents of the Honor Chib, S.C.M. and Athletic Association, Lois Laffoley, Myrtle Nesbitt,, and Evelyn Carss, respectively responded in a few well chosen words. To further strengthen the spirit of brotherliness and good-fellowship we joined hands all I ' ound and sang Auld Lang Syne. ' ' Then everyone autograph- ed and was autographed, and we danced in the g ' m. till bed-time. It was agreed unanimously that a pleasanter evening had not l)eeii since the first of the year. —A. M. S. vox COLLEGII 37 May Day May Day dawned an ideal and per- fect day and at 10.30 all the girls, ar- rayed in white middies and skirts as- sembled in the Concert Hall to hear Mrs. Jean Blewett who was our May Speaker, the topic of her address be- ing the ideal woman, but throughout Mrs. Blewett gave a more general talk on ideals, and their relationship in the life of every ideal woman. She coun- selled us on the ideal work, and the spirit we take into our work. The ad- dress was interwoven with a great deal of Mrs. Blewett ' s own splendid poetry. Preceding the address Mr. Farewell made a few introductory remarks and requested Mr. R. C. Hamilton to take the chair. Miss Marjorie Speers con- tributed a piano solo and the Empire Day Message of King George and Queen Mary was heard on a phonograph se- lection. Following the address was the elec- tion of the May Queen and her council- lors. Myrtle Nesbitt was announced as May Queen by an unanimous vote, with Lois Newberry and Velma LaFrance for the councillors. During the voting the guests and friends from town adjourned to the lawn. Preparatory to crowning the Queen the girls participated in a march end- ing with the formation of the letters 0. L.C. The girls then lined up in two paths leading to the throne and tlie coronation ceremony was proceeded with. The May Queen slowly advanc- ed to the lawn, accompanied by her councillors, the jewel bearers and train bearers. The coronation was perform- ed by Mrs. Blewett and the May Queen ' s pin was presented by Olive Isaacs, a former May Queen. Then the Queen advanced to the dais and took her seat on the throne to witness the exercises given in her honor. These commenced with a Sailor ' s Hornpipe by Avis Stacey, which was followed by a club drill, participated in by about 45 girls. Then followed a Exercises pantomime ballet, The Enchanted Princess. ' ' This was a beautiful fairy tale told by aesthetic and folk dancing. After this dance good-byes were said, and after lunch all the girls enjoyed a hayrack ride to the lake, where we had such a good time and enjoyed our supper. After our retiirn home we en- joyed a display of fireworks and when bedtime came we were all very tired but very happy. THREE MAY QUEENS Cort Reynolds, 1921 Frances Stevens, 1920 Myrtle Nesbitt, 1923 SCENES FROM MAY DAY EXERCISES vox C 0 L L E G 1 1 39 SPRING AT 0. L. C. (First Pi ' ize Story) March 21st dawned cold and dreary. Everybody said tliat Spring would come in a few days, but the rest of March continued to be cold and dreary. April came, the 1st, 2nd, 3rd. At last it was April 21st, and the rising sun gave one a glimpse of softly falling snow flalves. Snow? Yes, snow, the latter part of April ! Everyone had given up hope. Ten- nis rackets were replaced upon their customary nails, spring coats were hung at the back of clothes-presses, and faces were long and doleful. Newspaper men actually prophesied no warm weather until September. We were certainly getting tired of this long- drawn out winter, and wishing for the warm spring days to come. Weird pictures presented themselves to our distraught minds, such as the girls staging a snow ball tight on the lawn on May Day, instead of pyramids, etc., and the Seniors graduating in fur coats and golloshes, carrying a branch of evergreen to complete the winter spirit. Then the unexpected happened. It was on the night of April 25th. All day the sky had ben heavily clouded, and the darkness of the sky foretold either rain or snow. As the air was cool, we got what we expected — snow. As night settled down, it became colder and as I looked out the window and watched the snow flakes whirl against the pane, I couldn ' t help but think that the weather man was a hor- rible old thing. Our room was cold, and as I curled iTp, for a good night ' s sleep, I felt more or less disgusted with the train of events and my parting question to my poor mate was, Do you really think Spring will ever come? I asked it every night, so she took it quite as a matter of course — and didn ' t bother answering me. I very soon went to sleep, and guess what happened? Oh! I know you couldn ' t possil)ly guess, so I ' ll tell you — but you mustn ' t tell anyone, for this is another absolute secret (that every- body knows) that is so popular at 0. L. C. Well, I heard a little voice in my ear saying, Awake, awake, for Spring is Coming. Incredible! so I rolled 40 VOX COLLEGII over aud tucked the bed clothes more snugly around my neck. But I still heard the persistent little voice, and this time I was asked if I would care to see the triumphal entry of Spring into our land. 1 became more interested and opened my eyes, to see a little elf, dressed in leaf green, standing beside my bed. With a start, I sat up in bed and asked him who he was, and where he had come from. He motioned me to be silent, and told me, rather sternly, that if I ' d stop bombarding him with silly questions, that he would tell me the story of Spring ' s Life, and later, let me see the advent of that much-lov- ed personage herself. It rather ruffled my dignity to be told to keep quiet in my own room, and at night. I am told often enough in class to stop talking, but surely one ought to be free from such discipline during the hours of repose. It was on the tip of my tongue to ask that im- pertinent young gentleman what he meant, but perhaps it was my womanly curiosity or most likely my really grave desire to hear the story of Spring (for I had never thought of her as a per- son), at any rate, I tucked the pillows behind my back, and fixed my gaze on the little fellow, who had perched on the end of my bed. He began to speak, and his silvery voice sounded like the water of a brook, falling over little rocks, and this is what he told me. Mother Nature has four children — two boys and two girls. The boys are called Fall and Winter while the girls are called Spring and Sum- mer. Mother Nature allows each one of her children to come and visit with us, for three months of the year. Now this year, on December 21st, she packed up Winter ' s skates, snow-shoes, tobog- gans and snow flakes, and after kissing him good-bye, sent him on his way, tell- ing- him to be sure and return on March 21st, for then his ticket would run out. AVinter arrived, bringing with him glorious crisp cold air, wonderful sports and sleigh rides. But when March came, and time for his depart- ure, (because he is only a little boy, and like all little boys, liable to be naughty), he thought he would play a trick on his poor mother, and stay a little while longer. But one day when he returned to his hotel, he found that the liaggage man had taken all his luggage away, leaving him only a few snow-flakes, that he had stored under the bed. Winter was very angry, for well he knew that it was his mother ' s orders, that his things be sent home, so just to show her he didn ' t care, he resolved that he would just stay anyway, so he remain- ed here for another month, with only a few snow-flakes, to amuse you with. But evei-ywhere he went he heard the people complaining against him, and wishing for Spring, so at last he threw his remaining snow flakes in farewell, and caught the midnight train for home, to-night. iSpring will be here in a few minutes and I am going to take you to see her. vox COLLEGII 41 42 VOX CULLEGII After this long story, I was too mucli dazed to give any resistance, as I felt myself being lifted iiodily through the air, in a hammock, made from my eider- down. I looked out over the world, and saw a forest directly underneatli me, the tree tops swaying in the l)reeze. Pres- ently I felt that we were descending, and finally alighted in a little clearing. The first thing that greeted me was an opening chord, the sweetest I had ever lieard — full. vibrating. resounding through the vvliole forest. I looked to see from whence it came, and saw on the branches of the trees juyriads of birds, little birds, large birds, all col- ours, shapes and sizes, and each one singing so lustily that his little throat (|uivered. Flitting from side to side, winged a bright red cardinal, flapping his wings, and conducting his bright little orchestra. From this delightful scene, I turned to see the head of a procession, winding its way through the wood. It was led by two little elves, dressed as violets. As they approached they blew upou sil- ver trumpets, which they carried. — the peal rang out to tell the world that Spring, loveliest of Nature ' s children, had arrived. The heralds stepped to one side, and slowly down the aisle of green walked a beautiful young girl. She was tall, slight, and graceful. Her hair was like spxni gold, and as it hung over her shoulders the sun glistened upon it, and the breeze caught and let it fall through her fingers. Her eyes were blue as the sky and her skin as fair as the day. She wore a loose robe of pal- est green, and on her feet were Lady ' s Slippers. Behind her walked on either side little girls and boys to represent all the spring flowers — yellow violets, trilli- ums, hypaticas, lily-of-the-valley and many others. The princess walked to a throne, made in a huge oak tree. It was made of softest green mosses, and a canopy overhead of woven vines. After she had s. ated herself, her at- tendants arranged ihcmselves in their places. The birds flew from their bran- ches, and formed an arch over their Pi-incess — and a rainbow of living color blazed upon my sight. A bell rang — one — two — three! I sat up iu bed, rulibed my eyes, and I saw my room-mate retreating out the door. When she saw that I was awake she said I ' ll bring you some toast. For several moments I sat and gazed into space. Then I got up and went to the window. 1 looked out. Tlu ' sky was blue, with fleecy little white clouds idaying hide and seek with each other, around the sun. The air was balmy as it drifted in through the window. I turned my head so that its soft fingers could caress my face — birds sang in the trees, and as I looked intently at the little shrubs and bushes beneath me, I fancied I could see a quivering in the buds, as if there was some little spirit inside, trying to release itself. — ' Yes, Spring had come, and as 1 turned back to dress aud go through the day breakfastless, I said, God ' s in his heaven, all ' s right with the world. W. Gale. THE TALE OF A DOG Thei ' e is no fool like an old fool, and Barney was old. Upon the top step, bathed by the sun, he blinked his im- perial eyes at the three gaml)ling pup- pies below him in the yard, with su- p?rcilious scorn. The haughty toss of his shaggy head and the disdainful twitch of his ear clearly showed the su perior wisdom and power of his twelve years. Puppies could roll about and play, so could he, if he chose, but he did not, it was not done! Pupprs could run and bark, so could he, swift- ed and louder than they, but lie did not because it was uot diguified. So he lay on the top step in the sun and smil- 44 VOX COLLEGII THE GRADU TOP CIRCLE— Reva Richardson, Wilma Gale, Virginia Charles, Eileen Boake, Win Moodie, Maiian Richardson, Maisie Bowman. CENTRE ROW— Lois Laffoley, Dorothy Sorby, Leila Hunter, (President), Marjorii BOTTOM CIRCLE— Mary Doty, Evelyn Beatty, Edna Bassett, Avis Stacey, Jean Moaffi Dickinson, Evelyn Symon, Alicia Hambly, Alice Lees. I vox COLLEGII NG CLASS I Hambly, Evelyn Carss, Marjorie Reynolds, Je sie Brown, Margaret McNab, Grace lears, Miriam Eckart, Myrtle Nesbitt. ean Lennox, Anna Shaver, Estelle Bagshaw, Lillian Sparling, Lorna Rumball, Jean vox COLLEGII ed in his laiigiiid way as to say Oli well, pups Mali be pups. lu the days of his youth Barney had been considered among- his fellow dogs as a handsome chap but from the standpoint of a thorough-bred he was too big- for a spaniel, too small Tor a set- ter, his ears were too large for a collie and his nose was too flat for a terrier, so as to breed he was just dog. This fact however did not lower his own estimate of himself. According to Bar- ney ' s opinion Bai-ney was potent, grave and wise. Over and over rolled the puppies with joyous little yelps and merry l arks. Barney ' s fine teeth gleamed as he curled his lips in a patronizing .smile. When 1 was young, he re- marked, we conducted ourselves with gracious dignity. It was the nuinner of all proper dogs. Suddenly a shrill whistle sent tlie piippies rolling out of the yard, down the lane after the flying heels of a small boy. Barney watched them go while the whistle was yet ringing in his ears and as he saw the happy party disap- pear something cleared the mi.st from the old dog ' s memoi-y. He saw himself racing after a similar pair of heels down the same lane, bound for the same cool woods where there were delicious thrills at every step and where the an- noying little squirrels dwell. The warm spring air flowed over him and brought to his sensitive nose the in- toxicating odour of pine and woods and more than that of ground hogs and squiri ' els and furry things. There was something in the beauty of the day, the tang of the air, the whole splendid world that awoke the old yearning of his heart and roused once more his love of the hunt. With a single bound he was over the fence and off down the lane in mad haste across the fields, go- ing once more to the mysterious woods and feeling again the thrill as of yore, the ecstacy of flying. Birds sang ' for him, flowers l)loomed for him, the wind sighed for him, the whole world was made for him and was his to possess. The breezes chased merrily over the green fields and rippled up the long hair on his back. Forgot- ten was his rheiimatism, gone his stiff joints and his prop riety, once more he was the free, wild thing blowing at will with the wings of the morning, investi- gating all mysteries and reaping de- light and joy at every turn. Just at the edge of the woods a I ' urry brown rabbit leaped out of the thicket and darted into the underbrush. Like a shot Barney was after it. Off they raced over fallen logs, around giant trees, through thorny bushes, across cleared spaces, up hill and down dale. At full speed the ra))bit leapt a little stream and was off up the other side but a Barney unaccustomed to such exer- cise and winded by his long strenuous run slipped on the muddy bank and plunged headlong into the stream. The icy water sent cold chills to his old bones and it was a soaking little dog that climbed, panting onto the bank. The rabbit had gone. Try as he would his dulled sense of smell could not fol- low the trail. There wei-e so many trails, and they were all mixed up Quite bewildered and disappointed he wandered aimlessly under the trees. Soon, however, his old courage came back and he was once more engrossed in the hidden surprises the wood held for him. Here was a broken twig, who broke it? What were they doing? There was a fresh hole, whose hole was it? Where were they now? TTiese and numerous other eqiially important ques- tions stirred his imagination. Without thought of time or distance he sped on and on. All at once the trees opened onto a cleared field. Here, peaceful! grazing and minding their own business were a flock of sheep — horrid, wooly sheep that munched and munched, that were never interested in anything but, sleep- ing and eating — ugh! How he hated sheep ! It is the business of all proper dogs to attend to every one ' s business TOP— S. C. M. Executive CENTRE— Athletic Executive BELOW— Honor Club 48 VOX CULLEGll but their own so Barney considered it his bounden duty to attend to these sheep. With a furioiis bark he sprang ' into their midst, scattering thein in all directions. What silly things they Avere, stumbling over each other, fall- ing over stones and running aimlessly hither and thither. He felt a fiendish delight as he realized his mastery over these frightened animals. This indeed was living. Then something happened. Like a thunder cloud hangs over the tremb- ling earth so did this dreadful some- thing sweep over him. Like a crack of doom it sounded and cold teiTor gripped him as a great hairy body sprang upon him with a bark that rent the heavens. This other dog, guardian of the sheep, resented his interference and undertook to teach him a lesson. With zealous passion the sheep dog searched for his neck. Barney strug- gled for his life. His muscles, tired and overstrained, seemed stretched to the bursting point. His head reeled, and a great nauseating fright took pos- session of him. He was as a wet dish cloth to the other dog; so limp he felt and helpless, and yet he fought. With a dying hope and fast waning courage he fought underneath the sheep dog, pinioned to the ground. The blood from a mangled ear poured into his eyes and the terrible torture of a wounded leg was driving him to mad- ness. He could hold out no longer ; to break away, to run, to escape were his only thoughts. ' ' Off Rover ! — shame on you, sir ! ' ' Suddenly the other dog was wrenched off and Barney once more saw daylight. It would have taken a steady hand at the trigger to shoot as straight and as swiftly as Barney ran. He ran leaving the other dog to explain things to his master. Blinded, lame and weak he soon fell from sheer exhaustion. Gone was his pride; departed his glory; fled forever his conceit and overbearanee. Come was his riain, his downfall, his de- feat. Oh! where is h ' s prowess now? He was old and as sVich he should have known that it was not for him to dash madly about the world Imt 1o sun himself on the top step. How he longed for the top step now. He had been an idiot to suppose that his old legs would carry him and even to dream of hunting. Oh, why had he left the step? He would never be able to face tlic puppies again! How long he lay there who can tell? But it was late the next evening when a muc}i-])edraggled, mud-stained, blood- stained dog crawled up the back lane, and with tail and head down sneaked onto the steps. Within the kitchen he could hear the puppies at play and he sighed deeply. I wonder where Bar- ney can be? cried someone, and the door opened. He was home ! Home ! how nice it is to come home ! They did not laugh for they seemed to know dogs are sensitive about laughter, and they did not scold, but they were oh ! so kind ! Big, scalding tears such as a pi ippy would shed rose to the eyes of this dog from a grateful dog ' s heart. That night, washed and fed, he lay in his hod and watched the puppies. No longer was he supercilious, he was even condescending to them. He had tried his experiment and failed, but now it was over somehow he didn ' t re- gret it. He was glad it happened, glad to be home, glad he was alive. There is no fool like an old fool! Romeo. THE NEW MISS CAMPBELL It was in my first year at St. Mar- tha ' s that it all happened. At the be- ginning of the year we had a history teacher called Miss Farrow. We nick- named her Tlie Sprite by right of contrast. She was tall, and more pre- tentious looking than the Ancient His- tory she taught us. Rags annoyed her, hence she had more tricks played on her than any other teacher in the school. Poor Sprite stuck to it. and honestly, I don ' t think a class of 50 VOX C O L L E G 1 1 girls ever felt so ashamed of them- selves as Ave did, the day we heard Sprite had had a nervous break- down and was off for the south. Oh! we sent flowers, we wrote letters, we took pledges, but very soon we heard that a substitute was coming to take her place. By much inciuiry, we found that she was quite young, good-looking, and had just grad-ed last year. Perfect! said Lucy, as she tipped me a wink. Lucy is my seat-mate and we are a pair when it comes to ragging a teacher. The new Miss Campbell arrived the following Monday, and the class were amply prepared for her reception. She was a revelation! Never before had we had a teacher learn our names so quickly, or find where the chalk and brushes Were kept. Before we realized it we were writing all the dates from the flood till the Armistice. Kay Fletcher, who sat behind me, passed a note quick as a flash to Lucy. Like a shot. Miss Campbell turned. Kay, she said, very quietly, We use the waste-basket for all useless pa- per. Kay bit her lip and sauntered up to the desk and back. Kay is a good kid biTt has an awful temper. As a rule her ' rags ' are the best in the class, and I ' d never known her to be caught at anything. Poor Kay, I think she felt that her reputation tottered at that moment About an hour later, the TTead brought in a new girl. Her name was Marjory Campbell. She was a tall, slight, fair-haired girl with a nervous look about her. Miss Campbell intro- duced her and gave her a desk on the far side of the room. Lucy nudged me. That makes three of them now! Yep, I whispered, Ought to be able to get something good to go on there. You see, Jean Campbell, onr chief when it comes to hikes and parties, was in our form too. Jean had all the brains in the class. She never mixed a date, and knew the biography of ev- ery great man since Adam. We all thought it would be a sure thing that Miss Campl)ell would like Jean, she was so clever. Pretty soon we began to call Miss Campbell Soupie. to distinguish her as it were — maybe. No teacher ever really belonged to us imtil we nick- named ' ' her, and one of the reasons ' ' Soupie ' ' suited her so, was because she always had a big C . She saw every- thing. She spotted Lucie ' s metranome in less than three ticks. Hide the brushes where we might, she always went straight to the spot and got them. Lucy and 1 lost our reps., and Kay ' s reeled dangerously. My hair was long in those days, and I ciirled it in three waist-long ringlets clown my back. They were the pride of my life. One afternoon Sioupie ask- ed me to give the date of the French Revolution. I knew it well so got up in a hurry to show her that once in a Avhile I got something into my head, when half way up I felt something hit me on the back of the head, and my neck went back nearly broken in two. Kay had fastened my precious pigtail corkscrews in the inkwell. I said not a word but waited hoping to goodness she ' d get me released before Soupie spotted the trouble. No time. Soupie was there. Release Eleanor ' s hair, please, and ou will write twenty-eight lines and take three black marks, said Miss Campbell. Everyone gasped. Three black marks meant two hours detention and today was shoppin g- day. Kay sat clown and said not a word, but Lucy and I knew Soupie was ' in for it. ' Things began to go queerly. In the first place Soupie began to call Jean Campbell for everything. Nothing she did was good enough, and on the other hand, helped poor Marjory Campbell as she plodded through her Ancient and Modern. Well, Soupie was queer, so vox C O L L E G 1 1 51 TOP — Sophomore Class CENTRE— Freshman Class BELOW— Elementary Class 52 VOX COLLEGII after a while we didn ' t notice it so much as Jean didn ' t seem to mind. Now, the greatest secret of the class was the trick of the monkey-legged blackboard. For certain purposes, oft- en the old fashioned blackboard was brought into the class room to be used for reference maps, or date charts. If a screw were loosened in one of tlie supports, the blackboard would col- lapse upon touch, and the teacher not knowing what had happened would be startled and think it an accident. One afternoon this kind of black- board was to be used. The old one had cracked and this one was a newer make and heavier. Kay got a screw-driver and just before the class, removed the screw. Soupie came in and proceeded to make a date chart on the board. Sud- denly the heavy thing lurched alarm- ingly. It certainly was bigger than the old on?. The leg gave way! ' Madge!! Look out! shrieked Jean. The big board crashed to the floor, catching Soupie on the shoiilder. She clutched at it with a grimace of pain, and faced the class. Who monkey-legged th? black- board 1 ' ' Stunned silence ! Kay, verv white, got up. I ' d ' d, Mi.ss Campbell. Report to the Head, immediately, and Soupee fainted dead away just as J an got to her. Amid the din the nurse and two of the other teachers came in and picked Soupie up and took her to the infirm- ary. Left to talk it over, talk we did ! It was a surprise enough about Jean as non? of us ever dreamed she had a crush on Soupie who had treated her so badly, but the alarming surprise was, WHO TOLD THE MONKEY-LEG TRICK 1 Nobody outside of our clique knew the trick. And yet — ? We talked all afternoon, and we talked all evening, and got nowhere. Kay reported and got privileges sus- pended. Next morning we filed into class as curious as could be. To our surprise the Head dismissed the matter with a warning and left. What was our aston- ishment when Jean got up and asked us to listen. I suppose you know by now, she said, that Madge is my sister. Yes, the one I talked so much about that went to University. Of course neither of us ever dreamed she would ever come here, and so that ' s how she knew all your names, and aljout the ' mon- key-leg. ' I ' m awfully sorry, kids, Init you see how it happened and since she came, of course I ' ve told her nothing. We know it, cried Kay, as she jumped to her feet. You ' re a peach, and that explains why she was so down on you in class. And — I ' m sorry as I can be. Well, blushed Jean, We tliought if yon did find out you might think that she — oh, well its not so long now till June, and then — Then! shrieked the class. ' Then, said Jean, If you are good why maybe she ' ll send you a tiny box of cake to dream on! Hoorah, yelled the form, Soupie forever ! Were we good? Who couldn ' t be with a teacher who was such a chum? And — we got the cake, too. Estelle Ba shaw. MY LADY OF THE ROSE One rainy day not long ago, I spent an interesting morning in our attic, go- ing tlirough an old chest of my grand- mother ' s, which had come out from Scotland with the family and was filled with the heavy, beautiful silks, and dainty India muslins of a long dead belle and a by-gone age. With the let- ters, and books, and diaries of a young Scotch girl, full of her life, and her hopes and joys, and of her love and VOXCOLLEGII 53 TOP— Miss Klombies ' Vocal Class. CENTRE— Mr. Atkinson ' s Class BELOW— Mr. Slater ' s Class 54 VOX U (J L L E G 1 1 strength. It is hard to realize when one is reading the dim characters on the crumbling paper, that all the force and passion, all the every-day feelings and occurrences of life which liave crept into the record on those pages were felt and lived through long ago, and are now forever past. Grandmother Johnston came out to Canada as a bride, but her youth had been spent in Scotland. She was the daughter of a border laird whose purse was considerably shorter than his pedi- gree, and whose House was nearly as broken down in fortunes as his man- sion was in need of repair. Nevertheless the laird was fond of good cheer and merriment and kept open house for all the neighborhood, so that Grandmother ' s youth was far from dull. In fact she had been a great belle in her day and much admir- ed by the neighboring squires, and therefore she threw away her heart on a poor young minister, and came out to a life of hardship in a new land. One entry in her diary particularly interested me. It was after the descrip- tion of a large ball which had been held in her honour on the occasion of her seventeenth birthday. It was dated June 15th, 1846: After the departure of the guests last night I did not feel inclined to go yet to my room, and so walked to and fro awhile in the gallery overlook- ing the terrace. It was almost mid- night and very still and calm. A most beautiful night with a waning moon, wh ' ch shone directly in through the oriel. I paused in front of the window and looked out into the quiet garden, and even as T watched I saw two fig- ures walking side by side upon the ter- race. I watched them in amazement. They were dressed in costumes totally foreign to me. The man was in half- armour, with a helmet on his head and a sword by his side, while the lady wore a gown of some clinging, glisten- ing satin, girdled with jewels. They were talking very earnestly together and their voices were soft and clear, but although I could distinguish no words the tones were those of great happiness. At first I thought I was dreaming, but was too curious to be afraid and so ran downstairs in great haste and out onto the terrace. Before I reached it I heard the clock in the court-yard strike twelve, and when I at last stood upon it there no one in sight. As I gazed over the sleeping garden where the two had been walk- ing, my eye fell upon two rose bushes, the one a fair briar, the other a red rose, and l)oth of great age and stature, which grew side by side near the ter- race steps. Then suddenly I realized that I, the last of the Grahams, had been privileged to see the Lady Bar- bara Graham and her husband. How foolish of me not to know. I went in- side immediately and this morning the frst thing I did was to come down and look at the bushes. Sure enough they were both in full bloom. Here the entry stopped and left me in a state of the most ardent curiosity and excitement. What on earth could this all mean? I looked through the whole of her diary, through all her let- ters, and all the books in the chest, but found no further reference to the mys- terious Lady Barbara. She must have been some ancestress of Grandmother ' s but when? That night I approached my father on the subject. Why to be sure! said he, Didn ' t dear old granny ever tell you as a child the story of Barbara Graham and how she herself saw her in her younger days? Well, my dear, this lady was an ancestress of yours, some four hundred years removed, and she lived in the bad old days when the border between England and Scotland was the scene of continued feud, rapine, and murder. At that t ' me Great-Grand- father Graham ' s house was a strong- hold of the clan and young Sir John Graham, a turbulent powerful knight with great power along the border. ITis wife, Barbara, was younger and beau- 66 VOX COLLEGII tiful, and had a lovely little son, and Sir John loved them better than every- thinsj else he possessed. He apparently had a blood feud with a neighboring ' lord as great and powerful as himself. This lord while Sir John was absent on a foray la ' d seige to his castle when it had no oth:r defenders save the brave Lady Barbara and a few old men. They broke into it. and as was their custom in that barbarous age. slaughtered every soul in it. Lady Barbara got her little son out with his nurse, but she herself was cruelly murdered on the terrace. When Sir John returned and found his castle half Imrnt and his wife dead, his rage and grief knew no bounds. He took a terrible revenge upon h s neighbor, but that would not bring back his dear wife and the poor knight ' s grief was terrible to see. He buried his wife in the rose garden, where he might see her grave at all times, and before the year was out a lovely red rose-tree sprang from her grave. S ' r John would have it that this was his dear lady come back to him and watched by it continually, un- til one night, so the old story runs, just before the rose tree bloomed for the first time, the Virgin took pity upon him and allowed him to see and speak to his lost wife. And every year for one night as long as he lived Sir John spoke with her on the terrace, and when he died was buried beside her. In the course of time a briar grew from the knight ' s dust and flourished by the Lady ' s red rose. And just before the roses bloom each year they meet again on the old terrace. Many of the Gra- hams who came after them saw them. Your Grandmother was the last. THE SHADES OF NIGHT The wind whistled through the sway- ing trees and tore madly around the turrets of the castle-like old mansion. Flash after flash of devouring fire shot from the heavens and the rumble of approaching thunder rattled the win- dow casings and made the walls rock half off their fovmdations. What a night! Would this nerve-racking strain never be relieved by the soothing lull of spring rain drops ' ? But not a drop fell to quench the deafening roar. All huddled in one corner they shi- vered and shook, that family of liung- ery litle mice. At every crash ot thunder the little ones cuddled closer to the protecting form of Mrs. Mouse, as she squealed hushed warnings for them to keep low. ■ But this was the tail end of tlie year and provisions were scare, hardly a crumb even in anyone ' s waste liasket. A feeling greater than fear rose in the inside of one of the mice. That feeling of grow ng hunger which eats the soul and heart out of one. This was too much for him and under cover of the tumult off he scuttled at the sole guidance of his little pink nose. Shaking and shivering under every door he crawled but no cubby hole or basket furnished any solace. And that dreadful thunder. Oh ! It was far worse than even the paralyzing snap of a mouse trap. So at last the poor sick little mouse crawled and dragged himself back to the d ngy recesses of the practice rooms where the sound of a heavy step sent him scurrying into a crack. Down ! Down ! Down ! Through the darkness he sank, not daring to think till he fell exhausted on his back. When his brain did slowly begin to work, it occurred to him that it had only been the night watchman, with whom he was ffuite familiar. Before his little thinking apparatus had time to solve further mysteries a peal of deafening thunder shook the building until the plaster cracked and crumbled. TTiis was followed by an aw ful silence. Quaking with fear, the mouse peered through the darkness with his beady black eyes bulging with fear. , 58 V 0 X ( ' ( ) L L E CI I 1 Where, oh where could he be? He had nsver been here before, no. never. He must be in the greatly fear- ed secret passapje, that had been the ter- ror of his ai;cestors. Ages and ages ago. his great, great, great-uncle ' s aunt had been stepped on by a man AV ' ho was hiding there. And just a few years ago another of his close relations had been electrocuted in the very same place. Oh indeed it must be that dread- ful place his mother had warned him of so often. He must get out of here somehow. So he made a great effort but weakened by fear and hunger, his thin little legs crumpled beneath him, leaving him pauting and terror stricken. A cold damp atmosphere prevailed over all. The whole place was filled by a ghostly chill and a draft swept through resembling a breath fi ' om the tomb. The shivering mouse closed his eyes lo shut out the darkness of the place. But before long he felt a supernatural presence. He opened his eyes to be confronted with something far worse than the sluggish blackness, for now the gloom was filled with phantoms. The mouse ' s heart beat faster and faster. Were these ghosts? Those terrible creatures of the world b?yond, whom he had heard so much about. His mother had told him that they would come with waitings and clanging of chains. But these ghosts appeared as swiftly and silently as the lightening which had preceeded them. They seemed more distirjct now. AVhy ! they were quite real. This ghost right in front of him was quite human only far worse so tall that the little mouse could not even see the summit of his elongated body. He was not drap- ed in flowing white robes but far worse. He wore garments which had never been seen or heard of before by the amazed mouse, and he had a long beard, white like everything else about his chalk-like person. But stronger ' -tlian anything else, one could see through his transparent form and see the other phantoms l)ehind him. Rut now he moved closed to the little mouse, approached nearer to the cor- ner where the little shaking ball of fur was crouched. Then down, descended llie hugh foot as if to crush the very breatii out of the gasping little mite. The mouse closed his eyes and pre- pared to die. But the terrorizing slow- uess witli which tlie foot descended was too much i ' or the mouse ' s keen curios- ity, and he opened his eyes to find him- self wrapped in a clinging mist. He was not crushed but enveloped and surroiinded in the ghost ' s foot. It was mist ! Now it moved and the mouse breath- ed freely once more. This figure seem- ed to be the leader of this ghostly re- union, for it took a central i osition and began to speak in a hollow voice which seemed to come from the depth of the night. I have returned to thes3 scenes, af- ter close to a half century has been moved on by the hand of time. A ' hem! Methinks we had better speak low for I have heard that there is a being who sleeps on the other side of this partition who keeps one ear and eye open day and night. But who is that back there who seems to have something important to say? Pardon, Sir, but I would like to vi- sit the room that I was murdered in years ago, came a s(|u( ' aking voice from a little man in a remote corner. Ay! Ay! Let us be off to explore these spacious hallways, chorused the cackling voices of the ghosts in unison. No doorway or secret panel was mov- ed. Instead the misty forms floated through the cracks and our bewildered little friend was left squeaking with dismay. But before long he was through the crack and scuttling down the hal], trying to catch up with their fleeting forms. He just arived in time to hear them saying, One, two, three, this must be vox COLLEGII 59 the chamber of death. Let us slip in and liaunt the modern occupants. So all in one chill mass they slipped under the door, followed by the little mouse who had grown quite confident of these midnight prowlers, whom he had chanced upon. They bent their ghost-like shapes around the beds of the sound sleepers and the whole room was filled with a damp chill. The ghost of the murdered man went peeriug into every corner, as if he would make sure of the place by the number of cracks in the floor. Oh, yes, he muttered, it was dark like this when I stepped into the room that night. Before I had a chance to light my candle I was pierced through with a dagger. Oh! What could be more vicious? Unless perhaps the way modern females carve a roast. Then a sickening pain racked my whole frame and I fell in no graceful fashion upon my back. Then all my comrades came crowding around and asked me if I were dead. But to my great remorse T found that for once I could not speak. But now the sleepers stirred uneasily in their beds and lest they should wake and discover these intruders from an- other age, the thoughtful ghosts van- ished to ])e rejoined bv the mouse in the hall. A-hem, let us pass on, the height of this altitude will give me a chill, wheezad a shivering old ghost. But hush! What is that rumpus across the hall that breaks into the si- lent hours of the night? ' ' Let me go and see, ' ' spoke up a ghost of huge proportions, I used to deal with all those who dared to make a noise after fourth, when I was a teacher here. In through the transom it floated and was greeted on the opposite side l y a cry of terror followed hy a heavy thud. A long silence ensued and then the ghost reappeared to be surrounded and questioned eagerly. Even the little mouse crowded nearer to hear what she had to say. The ghost paused as if for breath, and then said with an important air, When I appeared over the transom I found to my g ' reat dismay, a plump creature trying to turn hand springs over the chandelier. But I was delight- ed to see the effect that my superior presence had over the young would-be THE VOX STAFF 60 VOX COLL ECU I acrobat. She turned wliite and actu- ally fainted at my feet. The group laughed in cackling, hal- low tones, and then turned and floated along the hallway and down the stairs. I have heard of one who is extreme- ly funny, who sleeps in this room, an- nounced one of the ghosts pau.sing be- fore one of the many doors, through which could be heard the even breath- ing of the sleepers within. Rumor says that she is so comical that she has to ke. p her hair done up in funny papers at night to prevent herselt from growing sober in her sleep. ' ' In to see this prodigy chorused the ghosts eagerly, with laughing voices. In they crept, and soon after they came out shrieking Avith laughter. On down the hall they passed slipping into tliffprent rooms; distingni.shing the se- ]iior ' s rooms by the black robes laid out for the next day ' s ceremonies. In thes? rooms they left a tranquil spirit of content and peacefulness, while in 1he rooms of the greener students their presence left a chill, resembling the clam ' ness of the supernatural. In one room a love lorn maiden bab- bled of her crush, Oh them eyes, — those marvelous eyes and wavy, wavy In-own hair Oh! Then the voice drifted off into such iiproarious tones of laughter that the draft from it blew the ghosts out of th.e doorway, and up against the cup- boards in the hall. In another room the phanttans began to teas the sleeping girls and the little niouse feeling quite high spirited by this time, climbed up the bed post and ran across a hand resting on the cover- let. The hand was immediately with- drawn with a shriek as the girl started from her slumber to see the ghostly forms crowded about her bed. Oh ghosts, ghosts! she wailed. By this t ' me her room-mates had regained consciousness too, but to see nothing but the darkness of the night for the phantoms had fled leaving the shiver- ing mouse half out of the door. Dorothy, have you lost your mind? they questioned angrily. No! No! A ghost awakened me — it had its clammy hands about my throat she answered, her teeth chattering. Go back to sleep or I ' ll throw this pillow at you ; you probably wakened yourself by your own snores. The little mouse had had enough of this angry dialogue and he scurried after his fleeting companions. lie caught iip to them panting, but he had no sooner recovered his Irreath when a heavy footstep was heard ap- proaching. The ghosts vanished and the poor unfortunate little mou.se found himself nearly under the feet of the suspicious matron bedecked in night at- tire and hair ciu ' lers. Oh ! she was far worse than any ghost of the tomb, for he knew her well and he ran faster than he had ever run before in his life. Under a door he s([ueezed, not dar- ing to stop to look back, until he was safe on the other sid- Then not being able to look back through the door, he looked around him and found, much to his comfort, that his companions had preceded him. They were all crowded around the bed of one of the girls who se?med to be a Senior. One could tell that she was, by the look of perfect satisfaction on her sleeping countenance, that she belong- ed to that supreme class who were sup- posed to know everyth ng in the school. Whether it was the scratching of the little mouse as he squeezed under the door, or some supernatural power, nr whatever it was, the girl stirred in her sle?p. She became more restless and then sat up in bed, and looked fearless- ly at the phantoms crowded about her. She seemed to be mentally on the other side of the great divide, sometiities called dreamland. The leader of the reunion said to her in a solemn voice, Venerable Senior, we represent a few of the forgotten guests of the old castle, and deceased vox COLLEGII 61 teachers and girls of this honorable old college. We have come here on the eve of the greatest day of the year. Com- mencement, to revisit our old haunts. Then you must have some message for me, my wise Councillors, for I am graduating to-morrow and it will be for me a commencement of a new life. My education has been to me like a climb up a mountain. I started the ascant when mothei ' sent me oE to school the first day, and I have been climbing up, up, until now I have reached the summit. As I look at the world from the peak I have reached, the mysteries of the universe seem more clear to me. But there is still a haze about them. So I must continue higher and higher into the very ele- ments of the clouds, where there are still higher summits to be reached. Surely you, my wise visitors from the past ages, will have some council that will help me in my climb higher. ' ' Yes, we all have climbed that moun- tain, ' ' solemnly responded the spokes- man, some of us may have ' climbed higher than others, but my coun cil is ' Do not keep your eyes too intently fixed on the summit you wish to reach or you may stumble on the thorns and mis the flowers by the pathway. ' Oh yes, spoke up an old ghost, if you keep your eyes glued to the sum- mit of your ambitions, the piercing thorns of the wayside may breed self- ishness and in time the loneliness of a world apart from the warm rays of love and fellowship. Beware! came a severe voice from the background, you may always keep your faith and look upwards to God in the Heavens. But you are apt to look up to Him through the mists which circle around the summit. And as it is often His fancy to take the humblest form on the ground at your feet, be careful or you may step over Him without notice. Be careful not to miss the little flowers and patches of flowers by the side of your ever-steepen- ing path. For they represent happi- ness derived from kind deeds. Loving sacrifices that warm the very depth of the soul. The patches in particular are the opportunities for useful service to the world. If these are passed by they may wilt and die before the scorching MR, FAREWELL ' S ALGEBRA CLASS 62 VOX rOLLEGlI noonday sun. So do not fail to see them in the morning. But what has caused that perpetual twitching- of the little mouse ' s nose? Oh ! He has smelt something. His tail swings, and with one jump he is sitting on the chair beside a de- licious, half-eaten piece of pie and a morsel of cheese. Oh ! what a feast. At sight of this his hunger, which has been forgotten for a time, redoubles itself and he eats until he can hardly move. Indeed he resembles a fat little pig, ex- cept for his thin little tail, which never gets any fatter. At last he jumps heavily to the floor. Remembering his late companions of the night, he looks around for the ghosts. But it all seems a nightmare now, for the Senior is serenely sleep- ing and the ghosts have vanished as perfectly as they appeared. So, under the door he crept and along the hall, back to his warm little nest to escape the chill grey dawn fast growing rosy in promise of a perfect Commencement Day. Mary Brennan. ?IR. FAREWELL ' S HISTORY CLASS vox rjOLLEGII 63 Y. W. C. A.— STUDENT CHRISTIAN MOVEMENT As we look back over the past year some of the brightest spots that stand out in our memories are the good times in connection with the S.C.M. The Students Come and Meet Party held the first Friday afternoon after our return in September, v as a great time for getting acquainted and broke the ice for many newcomers. According to our new constitution, Bible Study groups were held every Sunday afternoon and a social evening the first Thursday evening of every month. Some of the speakers at these social gatherings were Mr. Farewell, Miss Maxwell, Miss Ball, and i Iiss But- cher. The Annual Christmas Bazaar held liefore the Christmas holidays broke all past records in respect to beauty and financial results, two hundred and fifty- five dollars being realized. The money was divided between the European Re- lief Fund, Star Santa Claus Fund and the House of Refuge. The members of the Student Christian Movement have taken a Keen interest this year in European Student Relief, and on the evening of March 9th a Eur- opean Party was held, which afforded every one a good time. The admission to the party was a novel one, being do- nations of clothing. Three l)oxes of clothing were collected together with Twenty Dollars. Our Chapel services have all been in- spiring and interesting. One of the first services after our return from the Christmas holidays, was given over to the reports of the six delegates to the National Conference of Canadian Stu- dents. On the occasion of our last Cha- pel service the Sacrament was adminis- tered. This was a solemn and long to be remembered service, especially for the girls that are not returning. The Baccalaureate Sermon was deliv- ered by Rev. Dr. Hughson, of Hamilton. He took for his text, ' ' Blessed Art Thou among women. ' ' This year the S. C. M. presented to the College a pulpit lamp as a parting gif t. Earlier in the year this organiza- tion also presented the College with hymn books to be used at Chapel ser- vices. The candy department has had a very successful year, and much of the suc- cess is due to the Candy Secretary, El- myra Nichols, and her assistant, Isabel Stewart. By a donation from this de- partment it was possible for our unit to send delegates to the Elgin House Con- ference and the National ( onference of Canadian Students at Christmas. We hope the interest shown in the Student Christian Movement this year will continue to grow in the years to come, and we wish the new officers for next year every success in their work. VOX COLLEGII EXPRESSION On .the Friday evening- after our Christmas holidays the Junior Expres- sion students gave their annual stunt. They i ut on a vei v amusing ' comedy en- titled Young Dr. Devine which was much enjoyed by the gii ' ls. The cast was: Rebecca — Helen Thompson. Elizabeth — Maude Girvin Mar ' e — Eileen Boake. Rc.se — Helen Deroche. iNfaude— Helen Sharpe Laura — Dorothy Dodge jMadam Joy Aitchison. Grace — Bea ' i:rice Carrnthers. Dr. Devinc — Marion Edwards. The mid-year play, The Romancers by Rcstand, was played early in March. It wax a three act romantic comedy, and showed excellent character work on the i)art of the students. It was pro- duced under difficulties, and we were very sorry that our friends from to vn v.f.f not able to I)e pre.sent on account of the influenza. The cast was : Percinette — Alicia Hambly. Syl V et t e — Miria m E ckert . Pascino — Leila Huntei ' . Burfjamin — Lcrna Rumball. Strafforal — Rosamond McCulloch. Gardener — Dorothy Dodge. Each year the College has the pleasure of a w ' eek-end visit from President Soiitliwick, of the Emerson College of Oratory, Boston. Tli? Pret-ndent was with us this year on January 28th and 29th. YVe greeted him as an old friend and knew that wt should have two days of rare pleasure. On Saturday afternoon he gave us a miscellaneous programme : The School-room scene from Nicli- olas Nickleby. ' ' The Boat Race ' ' and of course ' ' The 1 amel and Alphabetical Romance. These last two numbers we always in- sist on, although, as the l i ' csident says, they have no literary value. In the evening we had the pleasure of listening to a superb interpretation of Othello. He held us enthralled for two hours and a half while we suffer- ed with Othello in his agony. Othello is ranked with the four great iragedies of Shakespeare and is essentially a trag- edy of the mind. It is considered the most difficult to interpret, but we found no difficulty in following the theme nor in gras])ing the characters as portrayed to us by the President. Sunday night he spoke to us in ( ' l)a])el. He took for his subject, What ( ' ;in You Make of Me! based on the story of the Prodigal Son. President Southwick is considered one of America ' s outstanding interpre- ters of Shakespeare, and we are indeed fortunate that he includes us on his lec- ture tour. So the Great Si)irit made the Red Man to live in his great forests and be his own free people. But sometimes they consent to come out of the forest and show to the world of what a Red Man is made. Such a one is Frances Nicawa who came to us as a pleasant surprise on Tuesday, May 22nd. At five o ' clock we assembled in the concert hall and then appeared the slender dark girl with a flashing smile that quite chai ' med our hearts away. Before us rose the dark green forests and there we saw brave Hiawatha and the stooping old Nocomis, the shy glance of Minne- haha and the land of the Dakotas. Then we sped down the rapids, we felt the waters surge, we felt the pull of a good stout l lade, we felt the shiver of a strong bark beneath us, and we knew we would make the port. Lucky indeed were the Di ' amatie students and Seniors who had the privilege of hearing Miss Nicawa again at the Methodist Church that vox COLLEGII 65 night. There, her program was divided into two parts, the tirst of the more commonplace White Literature, and the second portraying the Indian lore. Miss Nicawa appeared to us in fine Indian ar- ray, and with her we roved the dark forests, lurking behind tall pine trees and stealing close to hidden camp fires we watched the rugged lives of this peo- ple of Nature. The concert was dotted with musical selections by local talent. Miss Klombies ably represented the school in her rendering of ' ' Pale Moon. ' ' Indeed as we came homeward I am sure we felt that this had been an evening well spent. On Friday evening, at 8.30 o ' clock, the second of the annual Commencement week recitals — the Undergraduate Re- cital — took place in the concert hall. This Undergraduates ' Recital is al- ways an interesting one, and this year it quite lived up to expectations. The piano and vocal numbers were given with splendid style and a good display of technique ; the expression student did credit to her teacher. Miss Ball ; and the violin solo was an added attraction, it being the first one on the undergrad- uate programme for several years. The program was as follows : Dancing Waves (Pieezonka), Kath- leen Corrigan. Sing, Break Into Song (Malinson), Helen Wood. ApoUo-Belvidere (Ruth McEnery Stewart), Maud Girvin. A Memory (Goring Thomas), Gwen Taylor. Ave Marie (Gounod) ; Schon Rosmar- in (Kreizler), Lillian Sparling. The Enchantress (Hatton), Marion Edwards. Witches Dance (MacDowell), Eileen Boake. One Fine Day (Puccini), Velma La- France. Trafalgar Daughters One of the most interesting phases of our Commencement week was the annual meeting of the Trafalgar Daugh- ters, to which the members of the Grad- uating Class were invited. Mrs. George Ross presided. Greet- ing were given the graduating class by Mrs. Sharpe. of Uxbridge, and a cor- dial invitation was given all O.L.C. stu- dents and graduates, by Mrs. Crosby, of England, an ex-student, to call on her in the beautiful old spot Stratford-on- Avon. A discussion of preparation for the Jubilee Year, and changing the name of the College followed. Solos were given by Mrs. Wesley, of Toronto, and Miss Merchant, of the Col- lege. The graduating class, with their mothers and friends were invited to re- main for the tea hour. It was a very great pleasure to meet and converse with the students of former days. That evening was the occasion of the annual Commencement play, The Am- azons. The several parts were enacted ad- mirably, some of them were extremely difficult, but the ease with which they were enacted indicated the serious and painstaking preparation and the work of the girls throughout the year. The performance must have afforded Miss Ball, the Expression teacher, great de- light. The cast : Miriam, Lady Castle Jordan — Helen Thompson Rev. Roger Minchin — Leik Hunter Youatt, a servant — Evelyn Ball Earl of Tweenwayes — Miriam Eckert 66 VOX COLLEGII Viscount Littlerby — Alicia Hanibly Andre, Count de Grival — Lorna Rum- ball Lady Xoeline Belturbet — Aileen Boakc Lady Wilhelniina Belturbert — j Iaud Girvin Lady Tomasin Belturbet — Mary Howard Sergeant Shuter — Helen Deroehe Orts, a poacher — Rosamond McCul- lough Suton. a game keeper — Dorothy Dodge Music Sherbourne St. Choir Concert One of the finest musical programs of the season was given at the College, wlien the solo quartette and choir of Sherbourne Street Methodist Churcli, Toronto, gave a concert. The choir was under the direction of the organist and loader, Mr. G. D. Atkinson, who is mu- sical directoi ' of our College. Composed of about fifty voices, this choir is one of the finest in Toronto, and it was an unusual privilege for us to hear such a program as this. The pro- gi ' am Avas quite varied ; the most preten- tious works rendered wei-e sacred, these forming a large part of the program. There were, however, secular and humor- ous selections as well. The choir sings almost as one voice, and this was particularly noticeable in the unaccompanied motet by Gounod, ' ' By Babylon ' s Wave. ' ' Two other ap- pealing selections were Rachmaninoff ' s Glorious Forever and Rossini ' s In- flammatus. ' ' The soloists are of an unusually high calibre. Mrs. C. Franklin Legge, so- prano ; Miss Dorothy Shaver, contralto ; Mr. J. E. Doddington, tenor, and Mr. Ernest Caldwell, baritone, form a quar- tette of outstanding brilliance. Miss Shaver ' s beautiful voice was heard to splendid advantage in Hark, Hark, My Soul, while Mrs. Legge impressed her hearers in Inflammatus. Mr. Dod- dington ' s voice was heard to splendid advantage in tbe tenor solo, Seek Ye the Lord. Mr. Caldwell has few peers as a baritone, and his fine powerful voice was heard to good effect in 0 Worship tlie Lord, and Now God be With us. A trio for soprano, tenor and baritone My Soul Doth Magnify, was one of tlie most enjoyable selections on the pro- gram. Some of the secular selections were, Keep on Hopin, Wake, Miss Lindy, Bold Tarpin, Ole Uncle Moon, The Big Brown Bear. Mrs. E. 0. Biadshaw, violinist, de- lighted her audience with violin solos, and Mr. Harold Pryee contributed two readings. His rendering of ' ' The Coun- try Curate in costume was so humor- ous that the audience insisted on an en- core which brought in response The Stuttei ' ing Aiictioneer. ' ' Altogether it vi as a real musical treat and wo sincerely hope that the choir will visit us again. Toronto String Quartette Making their seventh successive ap- pearance at the College, the celebrated Toronto String Quartette gave a most enjoyable programme of modern cham- ber music. The Quartette consists of Mr. Frank Blackford, 1st violin; Mr. Erland Mis- ener, 2nd violin ; Mr. Alfred Bi-uce, viola, and Mr. Leo Smith, ' cello. The.se were aeeomi)anied by Dr. Ernest Mac- Ian at the piano, one of Canada ' s most brilliant pianists, and organist of Tim- othy Eaton Memorial Church, Toronto. All of the musicians are individually re- nowned and are masters in portraying real chamber music. Before beginning their program, Mr. vox COLLEGII 67 Leo Smith briefly explained the idea of chamber music, and traced its advance- ment diu-ins the hist few centuries, showing the remarlvable rise of English composers in this tield in modern times. The program consisted of five num- bers, vdth several movements in each number. The first was a trio, Phan- tasy Trio in A Minor, by John Tre- land, with piano, violin and ' cello play- ing. The next three numbers were played by the quartette, Interludium (Glazounow), Molly on the Shore (Grainger), and Andante. They were full of the rarest harmony, and the feel- ing throughout was exquisitely portray- ed by the artists. The concluding num- ber was Quintette in D from the works of Frank Bi ' idge, a brilliant com- poser of the modern British school, play- ed by the Quartette and the piano. This number completed a program unequal- led in beauty of composition, and bril- liance of execution, and we can only say to the Quartette ' ' Come again. ' ' Ernest Hutcheson The advent of Ernest Hutcheson to the Ontario Ladies ' College on Decem- ber 13th, 1922, Avill stand as a climax to recitals held in our college hall. Mr. Hutcheson has this season pre- sented in New York, Boston and Toron- to a most interesting and instructive series of five recitals, devoting an even- ing to each — Bach, Beethoven, Schu- mann, Chopin and Liszt. A great num- ber of Ontario music lovers benefited by this group, and we felt especiall} favor- ed in having the opportunity of hearing Mr. Hutcheson in a miscellaneous pro- gram as well. Mr. Hutcheson opened his program with Schumann ' s Etude Symphoniques followed by a Chopin group including Ballade in F Major, Mazurka in D, Noc- turne in F Major, Fantasie. The art- ist showed his al)ility as a composer in his third number playing his own Pre- lude and Caprice, both being full of richness, rhythm and song, greatly enhanced by the composer ' s playing. Following this was the Liszt Concert Etude in F Minor, being most popularly received. This was interpreted with re- markable brilliancy. The Deljussy Minstrels had a unique place be- tween the Liszt Etude and the final number which was Wagner-Hutcheson, ' ' Ride of the Valkyries. ' ' Only those who have heard Mr. Hut- cheson play his setting of the Valky- ries ' ' can realize the magnificance of his climax. One wants to hear it again and again, and will then look forward to the next recital given by Ernest Hutcheson. As for encores, we indeed had a sec- ond program. Mr. Hutcheson generous- ly agreed to play hy request favourites of his audience providecl he had played them within the last ten years. The sel- ections were: (Bach) Prelude and Eu- gue in C Minor, (Beethoven) Sonata Pathetique (slow movement), (Schu- mann) Aufschwung, (Chopin) Polon- aise, Valse in E Minor, Valse in A Flat, (Mendelssohn) Spinning Song, (Schu- bert) Minuet, March Militaire. We can hardly mention favorites from the entire program, as we find no weed- ing to do, all Ijeing gems left to grow in our minds. We are sincerely hoping to have Mr. Hutcheson at the College soon again — maybe at our Jubilee next year, as we want all our friends to share our great- est joys. Graduates ' Kecital A very pleasing and successful recital was given by the graduates on Satur- day evening. The program of eight numbers was received by a most enthu- siastic and appreciative audience. The piano selections, Allegro Scherzando by Pierne, and Liszt ' s ' ' Cantique d ' Am- our were particularly well rendered and interpreted. The reading The Doll ' s House, Avas charmingly given and Miss Merchant ' s solo thoroughly enjoyed. Prelude (Stojowski) Allegro Scher- zando (Pierne) — Mary Souch. Autumn (Chaminade) — Dorothv Sor- by. Spreading the News (Lady Gregory) — Leila Hunter. 68 VOX ( OLLEGII Polonaise in E Flat Minor (C ' hopin) — Evelyn Symons. Kuss Walzer (Sohutt)— Estclle Basi- shaw. The Doll ' s House (Ibsen) — Miriam Eckert. Ombra leggiera (from Dinorah - Meyerbeer) — Jane Merchant. Cantique d ' Amour (Liszt) — Marjorie Speers. The Okticlos Club The year 1922 has drawn to a close, thus completing our Okticlos year. At the first meeting the following were elected as officers : Hon. Pres.— Mr. G. D. Atkinson. President — Miss Marjory Kisbey. Vice-Pres. — Marjory Speers. Secretary — Velma La France. Treasurer — Gladys Jones. Executive ( ' ommittee — Hope Breck- eni ' idge, Kathleen Corrigan. During the entire year both the of- ticers and members of the Club have walked in splendid co-operation. In the spring the Okticlos held theii ' annual tea. The drawing and common rooms were scenes of artistic beauty de- corated in the Club colors of midnight blue and gold. While tea was progressing, a delight- ful programme was rendered by some of the students. The programme con- sisted of sevei al musical numbeis, name- ly : a violin solo by Miss Gwendolyn Klomlnes. Miss Gwendolyn Taylor and Velma La France. Six p.m. l)rought the close of one of th( happiest occasions of the yeai ' . Througli s})l( ' iKlid management on the jnu ' t of o ir worthy President, Miss Kis- bey. the afternoon proved a joyous suc- cess. Our meetings have been held practic- ally at regular intervals, and each meet- ing enjoyed by all. We were always pleased to have Mr. Atkinson with us at these meetings, who helped us greatly in appreciating the vai ' ions numbers given by the members. At the last meeting we spent a most delightful time. Those students prepar- ing for A. T. C. M. and Intermediate examinations entertained the Club in playing one or two selections for us. In sincere appreciation of all Mr. At- kinson has meant to us as friend and teacher, we chose a small way to express our sentiments in presenting him with a leather cas: of ebony. Miss Kisbey made the presentation. Mr. Atkinson responded to her addiess and extended his thanks to the members for their co-operation throughout the year, and promised to make use of his new case on his weekly visits to college. This has been a happy and successful year for us all, and may it ever be so for the Okticlos Club in years to come. vox ( ' 0 h h E G I I 69 Abont the end of January the Club, with Miss MeConnell and Miss Merch- fiut, had a very excitinej sleigh-ride; at least most of us rode, but one or two chose to run behind. The driver landed us at the side door promptly at six o ' - clock, and the Bean-feed which fol- lowed, in the Domestic, was greatly ap- preciated. We thoroughly recommend- a long run on an icy road, after a rapidlv disappearing sleigh for those suffering from loss of appetite. A few of Miss McConnell ' s friends and the Senior Commercial girls had a tea-party in Miss McConnell ' s room one Saturday afternoon. It was very niformal, and everyone had a most eii- joyable time. Another party took place when Mabel Roulston presented the Club with a cho- colate cake; Miss MeConnell supplying the other refreshments. Mabel ' s cakes are becoming famous at 0. L. C, and only those who tasted it will realize how much it was appreciated. At almost every meeting of the CIuIj this year we asked each other when Mr. Farewell was going to speak to us; but for a long time we were not able to ar- range it. But one afternoon in April we had the talk we had been so eagerly looking forward to. We all collected in Miss Ball ' s studio shortly after four o ' - clock, and as we all felt fatigued with the day ' s work, we served refreshments first. Then we got out our note-books and pens, — for our intentions were good, — and we all attempted to take down Mr. Farewell ' s speech. We had a pleasant surprise when we found how much we were able to take down. Mr. Farewell spoke to us on The Business Girl of To-day. Some of the essential qualifications he gave for the business girl are : Naturalness, neatness, capability, trustworthiness, reliability, punctuality, initiative, interest in work, and a specific and general knowledge of business. We wish to thank Mr. Farewell for his talk. We all enjoyed it, and the Juniors are looking foi ' ward to having him speak to them next year, not onlv once but several times. Owing to Miss MeConnell getting married in June, a number of the girls on her own hall planned to give a sur- prise miscellaneous shower, and asked all of the Commercial Club and her other classes to join in the fun. We were very well chaperoned by several memliers of the Faculty. We believe it was a sur- prise to Miss MeConnell, for she was al 70 VOX COLLEGII most speechless. I say almost speechless, for she did manage to say, Isn ' t this lovely, several times during the even- ing. She received a number of pretty gifts, and some obviously meant for use. Some of them were: Cups and saucers; candles, candle-sticks, and candle-shades, madeira, aluminum-wear and a rolling pin. Refreshments were served, and at ten o ' clock, our time limit being up, af- ter many good-nights we departed to our several halls. Coming to the College in September, and finding the students new, and the teacher new, we were in awe of one an- othei ' . But liss McT ' onnell soon put us at ease by giving us speed to begin with. Miss McConnell has brought into the course many new standards. By stand- ards I mean a more general knowledge of what our business training ought to be. We are all agreed that this has been a very successful and happy year, and we wish the Juniors every success for next yeai . We would like to thank Miss McCon- nell for all she has done for us. She has not only been a splendid teacher but a wonderful friend. The members of the Club join in wishing Miss McConnell health and happiness in a cottage for two. Household Science ' ' We have come to the end of a per- fect year. That isn ' t a quotation but the simple truth. The Household Science course was one of the last added to the O.L.C. calendar, so therefore we are a comparatively young department, but nevertheless a very active and live wire one, for this year we boast the largest class the H. S. course has ever had, and we have the largest number of graduates of any de- partment in the school — nine. We sin- cerely hope that all the Juniors will re- turn next year, to make the Golden Ju- bilee a truly great occasion. Prom the Senior class we miss Nellie Edwards ' cheery face. She was called home at the beginning of the new year and was unable to return. During the past year we have been as one large family, with Miss Butcher as our leader. The slogan of the class was always ' ' We want our teacher, ' ' for she ever proved herself the friend and in- structor that we needed. She was al- ways tolerant of our many mistakes and ever ready to help overcome the obstac- les that inevitably presented themselves. We planned several outings during the year, all of which turned out events of great enjoyment. We had a sleigh load to Oshawa on January 18th, and on our return dined right royally in the Domestic. Our tea on March 17th, was as usual a great success. In appreciation of . Miss Butcher ' s many kindnesses to us, we arranged a picnic to the Valley on May 26th, and presented her with a small token of re- membrance in the form of a silver purse. A very enjoyable afternoon was spent in the woods and at tea time there was no shortage of good things to eat. Great credit is due to Marjorie Rey- nolds, the President, and her executive for the success of the year. To those of us who are leaving O.L.C. we shall look back upon the year of 1923 as one of the happiest in our lives, and for those who are returning next Sep- tember to complete their course, we wish as happy and successful a year as the one that has just passed. To Miss Butch-er, who is not return- ing next year, we hope that fate will shower her with good things, and give her happiness in her new position. Al- though we would all have been over-joy- vox COLLEGII 71 ed to have her return next September, pleasure of her comradeship and guid- still we are glad that we have had the ance for even one short year. ART There has been perhaps no class that has looked forward as eagerly to the coming of Spring as the Art Class. Not that we did not appreciate the beauty of sparkling, dazzling snow, of the sharp black twigs outlined against its white. Beautiful, yes, but can even an aspirant to the title of artist, appreciate a win- ter scene when one ' s fingers are numb and stubborn. Now when the sun shines so brightly and the air is filled with the hum of bees and the scent of snowy and pink tinted blossoms, and we can sit on a grassj eoixch with a balmy zephyr fanning our cheeks and dare to try to paint in our small poor way, the wealth of life and color we see budding and blooming a- round us. Who could not be inspired to work as hard as we have with such inspiration and co-operation from the greatest of all artists, Nature. Indoors, when she has a blue day like every artist of temperament, we have found a great deal of pleasure in our portraiture and our Still Life. This year we have been doing some enamel- ling, which has especially interested the faculty who have bravely wielded the brush and enamel can with surprising results. They and quite a number of the girls have taken such an interest in our portrait painting that they have sat for us with the result we have some very fair attempts at portraits. 72 VOX I ' () L L E G I I A few of the girls took their lunoli and sketehing- materials to the lake where they found a delightful spot uear some rushes. Which they eujoyed the most, the drive or tlie spot, would be hard to say. On the whole, this has l)een one ol ' the most enjoyable years the Art Club has had, and we liope that next year will lie even better. Athletics Field Day The day of the 8th dawned, but no ! it was not clear and bright. After all, what does weather matter? Miss Mur- chie ' s plans for the afternoon eas ' ly overcame the weather. The program began at 3 p.m.. on the grass lawn to the right of the school building and starting with a 50 yd. dash, Edith Playfair easily came in first, Nina Ed- wards and Helen Bunner taking second and thii ' d places. In the second event the running broad jump Edith again came out ahead with a 10 ft. 8I 2 in. jump. It was a good beginnin ' g for Edith, and she kept up the good work to the end. taking second place in only two events. In the hop, step and jump .she made it 26 ft. 1 in., and showed the great strength in her muscles by throwing the baseball I231 2 ft. Others who starred in the afternoon ' s events were Nina Edwards, Evstelle Bagshaw. Helen Bunner and Grace Elliot, hwt with 36 points out oi ' a possible 40, Edith carried off the honours, and hers will be the next name to be inscribed on the Silver Cup. The day was finished off beautifully with supper in the Gymnasium, and that night a great many of us climbed into bed with tired, aching bodies after the day ' s exertions. Aquatic Meet One of the most exciting events of Commencement week was Saturday afternoon, June 9th, the Annual Aqua- tic Meet. At three o ' clock the contest- ants for tile gold and the silver, as- sembled in the tank and the Judges, Mr. Hanold and Miss Grey, from the Royal Life Saving Society, announced the meet opened. Spectators crowded close to the edge of the tank, the bet- ter to see the sports, but soon withdrew beyond the reach of the ' wild waves and dashing spray. ' The program was as follows, for the Bronze Holders as well as Silver : 1. Speed. 2. Competition in style — breast stroke. 3. Race, back stroke with arms. 4. Plunge, for distance. 5. Competition in diving. 6. Race under water. 7. Life Saving, 1st method — for style. 8. Best Stunt. 9. Follow the Leader. So close was the competition that the spectators became so enthusiastic as to disregard the spray and pushed to the tank edge, the better to cheer their fa- vorites. Finally the judges withdrew to determine the results, during which exciting moment the contestants aban- doned themselves to the sport of a game of Follow the Leader. At last the results were announced. Gold Medal — Alice Lees Second — Marjory Nicol Third— Betty Wright Silver Medal — Marjory Morley Second — Marjory Carss Third — Geraldine Wright Wild cheering and hearty satisfac- vox COLLEGII 73 tion, a fitting ending to the Swimming Year, which as usual has been most successful, many girls obtaining their bronze and silver awards, some their Teachers ' certificate, and some are working towards the coveted diploma which we all hope they may be success- ful in obtaining. was drawn up. This will make things very much easier for the new President and her Executive. On May 31, the Association held its last meeting at which the new Presi- dent, Marjorie Carss, was elected. The Athletics of our last two terms have been more or less broken up on account of the epidemic, and so it has been necessary to have inter-class games instead of the usual inter-college ones. Each class chose a team from among their number and each entered most enthusiastically into the play, in- cluding a splendid team from the Fac- ulty. One of the best games that has been played all year was that played between the Faculty and Seniors. Each team felt that they would be eternally disgraced if the other won, and altho ' it was a friendly game all through, yet it was a death struggle, ending finally with victory for the Seniors, the score being 9-6. The other games were exceptionally good also and many new players were brought to the fore. Toward the end of the year a con- stitution which was very badly needed, The Shield On Saturday morning, June 9t]i, the student body gathered in the Concei ' t Hall for the purpose of choosing from among our number the student whose name shouhl l e engraved on the Nelson son Shield ; a student whose develop- ment has proved well-rounded and four- square. A small part of the shield boasts a relic of one of Admiral Nelson ' s battle ships, and the occasion of this election is one of great importance and of vital interest to all, for it places, upon the student a great honour and also a great responsibility. Unanimous- ly, Evelyn Carss, of Orillia, was chosen as the one who could best represent us and our ideals for the shield. A better Athletic president than Ev. would be impossible to find; packed full of life and pep, with the right kind of school spirit, the student body could not have mads a better choice. R. Dug-g-an. 74 VOX e ' O L L E G 1 1 ODDS AND ENDS French eon.ju«-ation of verb to smile. Je nie grin Tu te gig ' g ' le 11 se laugh Nous nous caeklons Yens vous splitiez lis se burst. Suicide, Ir, Gallagher? No. murder. Mr. Shean. Supple (in Algebra) — X ec[uals rate of stream in still water. This is an awful dump, said the Ash Pile. — Shu Bodgn-. Miss E.— Betty, why are you late? Betty W. — Well, you began class before I got here. Spike — Kay J. did you take a bath this morning ? ' ' Kay — Why certainly not. Is there one missing ? ' ' Miss Bird — Norah, compare ' flee. Norah Holden — ' ' Fleo-ere-itchi-scratcli -um. Miss Spence — Marie, you are all hair and no head. Marie 0. — AVell, hair don ' t grow on wood. Lorna E. — There are some things preying on my head. Lillian S. — They must be pretty hungry then. ' ' Eve, being a spare rib, has naturally had a lot of roasting. — Record. ' J ters to the head of the stairs and calls to the maid: Lizzie, you will be cook- in ' but one egg for breakfast this morn- ing. ' ' Wonum — I should think you ' d be a- shamed to l)eg in this neighljorhood. Tramp. — Don ' t apologize for it, nuun, I ' ve seen woise neighborhoods than this. Ike — ' ' What you doing, Mabel ? ' ' Mabel M. — Copying biixi notes. Ike — I didn ' t know yoa took music. Anne — If you put this wedding cake under your pillow, what you dream will come true. Peg. — Why can ' t I eat the cake and put the pilloAv over my stomach ? ' ' A silk-worm met h s lady fair They sat beneath the moon, I don ' t know what they spoke of. Perhaps they were just coo-coo ' n! Lois — That was a great gorge up in the mountains. ' ' Lorna — ' ' AVish I ' d been there. I love feeds! Mr. F. — Give a famous saying that a well-known geneial said on his retreat from the battlefield. Grace — You chase me now. St. Peter.— Well, who are you? Candidate— A. .student at 6. L. C. St. Peter— Did you read the Yox? Candidate — ' ' I did. ' ' St. Peter — Did vou subscribe to the Yox? Candidate — I did not. St. Peter — First elevator down. Donald awakens to find hLs spouse oi forty years, dead by his side. He tot- Eats, .shouted Estelle, .as she drop- ped a handful of beautiful black tresses. vox COLLEGII 75 Tallest— Lloyd Baldwin. Shortest — Rome me Thinnest — Marion Edwards. Fairest — Mary Morley. Darkest — G-race Moodie. Reddest — Pinkie. Quietest — Al. Lees. Noisiest — Jean Mood. Jolliest— Dot Pitt. Happiest — Virginia Charles. Most Literary — Eileen Powers. Most Miisical — Lorna Rximball. Most Studious — Gwen Webb. Most Dignified — Mary Brennan. Most Argumentative — Marjorie Wright. Best Bluffer — Sylvia Kerns. Alice — Will you show me that S. C. M. bill if I come up to your room?, Mary R. — I ' m sorry Al. I ' m afraid I ' ve lost it. Al. — You ' re pretty good at losing Bills. Meditation Upon An Old Friend How came j ' ou in this sorry plight The wreck, the ruin of a fight Alas, what is this woeful sight? My Latin Book! This bruised reed, this fraying leaf This dog-eared page torn past belief. Oh tell me how you came to grief My Latin Book! ' Twas on a day once long- ago When I in anguish sought to know And through your pages to and fro With haste and madness I did go I ripped, I tore, thy blood did flow Because that verb that I sought so Did quite refuse itself to show And thus with just one mighty throw Straight through the window didst thou go • And in the dust far, far below I found you, where with footsteps slow I hunted v here you lay so low All covered up with mud and snow. My Latin Book. The wisdom of a world long dead From which my soul has ever fled Hangs about thy hoary head My Latin Book. Ye battered, worn out piteous thing Split and bent by many a fling Of careless hand, to you I sing My Latin Book! — Rome Who Would Have Thunk It? Ambitions — Isabelle Fairfield. Cut-up — Jean Mood. Dignified — Emma Frid. Early — Peggy Ormand. Boys — Virginia Charles. Hustling — Grace Moodie. Nervous — Rosamond McCulloch. Over-worked — K. Carrigan. Puny— Hazel Ott. Lazy — Lois Laffoley, Studious — Eileen Powers. L nsociable — Dorothy Dodge. Wicked — Frances Nutting. Yielding — Gwen Webb. Jolly — Norah Holden. Sensil}le — Ruth Kincaid. Shy — Bobljv Smart. — W. G. Miss Child — Will this coon coat stand the rain? Torchy — Did you ever see a coon that carried an umbrella? First Student — I ' m going to hear Paderewski to-night. ' ' Second Student — What subject is he going to talk on? — Vox Boo. Mr. F. — Can anyone tell me what nationality Napoleon was? B. — ' ' Course I can. ' ' Mr. F.— Right. Soph, (at seven-thirty in the evening) — Shut off that alarm. Freshie — Let ' er run, I didn ' t hear it this morning. Freshman — I wish I had your know- ledge of chemistry. ' ' Senior — You have. — Judge. re vox C 0 L L E G 1 1 Things Heard At Senior Table Leila — Please give me some more corn, I just love it. Jessie (who has just been looking at Isabel) — But, girls. I ' m not blushing, reallv, whv, I never used to. liss Ball — Don ' t wait for me, girls. Myrtle — I wasn ' t; I was waiting for the salt. Marv E. — Can vou close vour eves, Ev. ? Ev. (closing them) — Yes. why ? Mary — Your hair is back so tight I didn ' t think aou could. We think we have found the reason why Mary likes bread so well. It ' s a ease of evolution — wheat, Miller, flour bread. Exams, are drawing near — and the strain of overwork is so telling on Alice, that she upturned the lemon pie while serving it. Leila says she does not talk to herself in her room. She goes to the gym. Real- ly this is an unexpected trait in her character. Edna B. — Now, Margaret, you stop teasing me about Orillia or I ' ll tell Vel. on vou. A Late Arrival AVhat are thev plaving now? The fifth Nocturne. Gracious, but I ' m awful late. At Lunch In the spring the gentle lamblet Gambols ' round the mother ewe ; But the next day it ' s a cutlet And the next day Irish stew. (On the morning wall?;). (Dot. L.) — It makes me sick, every time I open my mouth Miss Murchie tells me to close up the Gap. Heard you are still going to school. What are you taking up ? Anvtliing that isn ' t naik d down. All Knockers All the world ' s a stage, but the most of us sit in the gallery and hiss the performer. Oh! That Flu Oh I how I ' d like U) get up this morn- ing. Oh! how I hate to remain in I)ed, But the hardest blow of all is to hear Minnie call. You ' ve got to stay there, you ' ve got tO ' stay there in the morning. V Some day I ' m going to murder the thennometer, Some day you ' re going to find it dead; I ' ll amputate its mercury And stamp upon it heavily And spent the rest of my life out of bed. —By two Flu Victims. The Freshmen are seated on the lawn Enter the Sophs, Kay, ' ' There are the Freshies. ' ' Spike, Gee, I could hardly tell them from the grass ! ' ' 0. L. C. Saturday breakfast- ing of 6 I ' olls and a turnover. -consist- Ruth D. offering Torchy raisin. Hullo Torchy, have you had your iron to-day? Torchy — No, but I got my bronze. iZc Y -ty yi - - y d j: vox COLLEGII 77 0. L. C. Whitby is a village As nice as it can be Where there stands a college Known as 0. L. C. In that dear old college Which looms up near the sky, There are girls of all description Some like you and I. How happy are the memories Which fill my sleepy brain As I close my tired eyelids And am back there once again. The feeds so oft forbidden, The lessons which I shirked, The lectures from Miss Maxwell All the problems which I worked. My week-ends and my classes My pals now far away But we hope to see each other In the future some fine day. Oh ! how happy when I ponder O ' er those days that used to be, How I long to be in Whitby Back at home in O.L.C. — V. Smart. D. T. First Form While all the other girls Are out practising tennis Or riding and walking as usual. We sit in study hall. We skipped a class on Monday, So we have detention-school. How I wish I ' d known my Latin And not skipped it like a fool. I sit looking out the window And I waste an hour or so Just waiting for the time When the teacher says to go. I open first my history book. Then to Latin turn once more. But I simply cannot study For my eyes are on that door. Here are some wild women, said Miss Murchie as she led the girls through the Insane Asylum. We have learned that Kinkie likes Apple-pie-parlez-vous ! ' ' You can always tell a Fourth Former by the way she ' s neatly dressed, You can always tell a Third Former by the way she swells her chest, You can always tell a Second Former by her conscious pride and such. You can always tell a Freshie — ])ut you cannot tell her much. Mrs. Wood — Well, do you like col- lege, Helen? Helen — No, they made me wash my face and when I came home my dog bit me ' cause he didn ' t know me. Miss Scott — How many flats are in the key of A, the key of G minor, the key of B major, the key of — . M. T. — Goodness, I never saw so many keys before except those hanging on Miss Wallace ' s door. Two in a hammock Attempted to kiss, And all in a minute They landed like(sin;) Bobbie — Gee, there ' s a big black bug on the ceiling. ' ' Dot — ' ' All right, step on it, I ' m busy. ' ' Miss Bird (to Peggy, who was twenty minutes late to class) — Well, Pegg} ' , why bother to come to class at all ? ' ' Peggy — Oh, it ' s no bother. Florences. — What do you call a person who pretends to knoAv every- thing? Nora W. — A teacher. Trials of a Latin Student. Lorna — Miss Bird, what is the sin- gular of t res (3) ? Bee— Tria isn ' t it? Miss Child (to her Chemistry Class) — Now class, this is a very dangerous experiment. It is apt to blow up at any minute. Come closer now so that you can all keep up to me. 78 VOX COLLEGII A large amount of bloomer. A large amount of )ieat, A very dirty middy. And hair that is not neat. A pair of riibber booties, A scratch right on my nose, And oh. my goodness gracious, What aAvf ul holey hose ! A bang and then a tumble, A shriek and tlien a fall— These merely go to prove I ' ve been playing basketball! Ike This soup is hot. Val.— Who told you? Ike— A little .swaUoAv. Big ere lit of the sea. ' ioii — Gladys Jones got hooked in Gym. Hooked — meirried. A Freshman from the Amazon Put nighties of her Gramazon; The reason ' s that She was too fat To put her oAvn Pajamazon. Miss Child (in 2nd Form Physiogra- phy class) — ' ' Mary, what is a vacuum ? ' ' M. T. — ' ' I ' m not sure I can exj lain it but I have it in mv head. Miss Child— Correct. Miss E. — Why do you go to school? Gwen W. — ' ' Well, I don ' t knoAV ; it has sorta become a habit. Win. Hambly — ' ' Oh Alice, you left the window open and the draught closed my cook book, and now I haven ' t the faintest idea what it is I ' m cooking. Ikey (in Cook ' s grocery store) — Do you seiwe nuts here? Yes, we serve anybody. AVatcha want V Lolie — Heard you read out for ' un- prepared ' for recitation this morning. How come? Fi. — Brought a soft pencil for a hard exam. ' ' The door is wide; the sun is high. The road is long; our courage strong. ' ' Woi-k conquei s all, ' ' we bear along, A rainbow girds the distant sky. We journey forth from O. L. C. to-day. With minds determined, proud and gay. Let us bear forth her spirit fail-, Enshrine it in our hearts for e ' er. Her sacred portals pass we through Into the world for concpxests new. The torch of O. L. C. we ' ll carry far She still will be our guiding star. Commencement Road leads varying v. ays. So as you leave the walls of O. L. C. Your vision fair, keep l)right and keen. Spring Fever Some folks tliink it ' s funny. And some people call it queer That one gets a lonesome feeling At spring time every year. You reaUy lose ambition, Your duties all you shirk. You don ' t feel like having any fun And how you hate to work. You don ' t care if you are off the Honor Club, Or whether a week ' s D. T. And when you ' re asked a question. You say, It ' s all the same to me. Everything seems to bore you And in class the teacher will say, What in the world is the matter with you. You haven ' t recited all day ! ' ' Just let me give you a gentle hint,, When you get that way next time Don ' t think you ' re going to pass right out It ' s spring fever you have, my dear. - — Kinkie. vox COLLEGII 79 Ev. — ' ' I see you ' re wearing golf stock- ings. ' ' Bessie D. — How do you know? Ev. — I just counted 18 holes in them. ' ' There are Christening bells Church bells Fire bells Cow bells Wedding l)ells Jingle bells Dinner bells Village belles But The worst bells I know Are the hour bells In this school. The.y make Me i ' eel Ijike A fire horse, On the jump To get Somewhere In a hurry. The only bells I don ' t hear Are Th? rising bells. They say that Every dog Has its day (Without Bells, I hope) So There may be Some chance For me. — E. Bagshaw. Tommy — I am going to sue my Eng- lish teacher for libel. Hope.— What for? Tommy — ' ' She Avrote on my theme you have bad relatives and antecedents. ' ' Freshie former ' s — Tremble. Sophs, farmer ' s — Crow. Juniors former ' s — Stumble. Seniors former ' s — Know. Sir, you ask me if I like O.L.C.? Why I like it awfully well. But there ' s just one thing That bothers me And that is the morning bell. Pinky — ' ' On what day did Caesar de- port the greatest number? Emma F. — On the day of a Latin Exam. M. Doty — What ' s the distance be- tween your two ears Dot S.— I don ' t know. Doty— ' ' One block. ' ' When Girls Leave Home. At the Old Homestead, In the Springtime of Youth, ' ' during ' ' Blos- som Time, Little Nelly Kelly pick- ed Orange Blossoms with Sally, Irene and Mary. The Yankee Princ3..s was there too with her cousin, ' ' The Gingham Girl. ' ' Tired of country life, these Six Characters in search of an Author sought the city. After the first explanation of ' ' So this is Lon- don, they were dazed, for they stumb- led onto ' The Awful Truth, that things are seldom what they seem. ' ' Rose Bernd, their latest rival, was the Lady in Ermine known everywhere East of Suez. The Tailor Made Man was their old friend, Clarence on Shore Leave with the Remem- brance of One Exciting Night in the ' ' Rain, ' ' they went back to The Cat and the Canary. — Kinkie. Lost and Found. Lost, a 150 lbs. by Marion Edwards. Finder please return to Grace Moodie. Lost, a stray laugh by Rhoda Frid. Finder please return to Jean Mood. Lost, a few inches by Spike. Finder please return to Lloyd Baldwin. Found, a new crush, on Miss Everson, belonging to Virginia Frid. Reward of- fered to the one who recovers it first. 80 VOX C O L L E G 1 1 The hoy stood on the bui ' ning deck Cried he: What is that there little speck? The Ancient Mariner answered him 0. L. C! My friends! Turn back! The Light Brigade charged him, said they, You ' re wrong, day by day, in every way They ' re learning more and moi-e — Cried the Last Minstrel Who stole my Lav? Somebody cried, Lead on MacDuff! Quoth he, This sea is getting rough. This boat hath got the Inchcapc Rock War whooped Hiawatha Plot stuff. Blessings on thee, little man Yelled the barefoot boy f] ' om the ash can. Whined Shyloek, Gif me just vun leetle pound Not a bit said Romeo as he and -lulie ett. — E. B. Use the Irving Pitt I. P Loose Leaf Students Note Books CARRIED BY ALL STATIONERS Sole Agents for Canada : The Brown Bros., Limited TORONTO Colleges, Clubs, Hotels, Hos pita ' s similar Institutions, when in need - OF - China. Glassware and Silverware Will find it to their advantage to communicate with the Hotel Supply Dept. 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