Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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We found Willena Nicholson doing a good work in High Park School in Toronto, where she was helping a multitude of weak, undernourished children to become strong and healthy. Quite unexpectedly we came upon Helen Stout in a New Ford model. She hardly had time to talk to us, she breathlessly explained, she had an appointment with the president of Retail Groceries Association, who was considering taking large orders for the three new breakfast cereals just on the market — Pep, Push, and Personality — from the Kellogg Company, for which she was travelling. Marie Ward welcomed us to New Liskeard, where she was happily bringing up her two boys and vainly trying to discourage their growing interest in alarm clocks. Marie informed us that she had heard that Helen Hicks had undertaken to train Merlin junior to bring her her breakfast in bed each morning. Our travels took us across the border, where we located more of our classmates. Jean Meikle was teaching in the Twentieth Century Art School in New York. Nancy Howard, having acquired a taste for bookkeeping, was holding the responsible position of accountant to the minister of Finance in the White House. How glad I was that I had gone that day into the fortune teller ' s, for it had brought me much joy and happiness to renew my friendships! For sixty years our Alma Mater has been sending forth her daughters to take their places in the world. Sixty years in life is a long time, and many changes have taken place within these walls since O. L. C. was first established. There are bound to be changes in sixty years. We have been benefited by some of the mistakes of our predecessors, we have outgrown some of their ideas, but we cannot improve on their ideals. We are bound to those first graduates by the tradition of honour and fidelity which they have passed down through the years to us, and which have grown more beautiful with age and use. These are the things which will never change and will bind us alike to those who have gone before and those who are to come after. Our inheritance must be won by effort and cherished with devotion — and we hope that we have borne our- selves worthily in the eyes of those who have maintained these traditions in the past. This, then, is the inheritance we are leaving to you Juniors, who have been our true friends, and since we must pass it on, we are glad that you are the ones who are to receive it. Only those who have stood where we now stand can fully realize what graduation means to us. We are reluctant to leave, and yet we cannot help wondering what the future has in store for us. We should be able to face it fearlessly, for our Alma Mater has given us a firm foundation upon which to build. And we would thank our prin- cipal, Dr. Carscallen, our Honorary President, Miss Maxwell, the Faculty, especially our class teacher, and the other classes who have done so much to make this, our last year here, a happy one. We pause on the threshold and glance back into these dear old halls so full of memories and of hopes — but the last stage of our journey has come, and so Filled with sad and gay We pass unto the further day. Eileen Johnson

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Marion Slemon You ' ve made a hash of your life! 11 My tormentor ' s piercing eyes burned into my own and I fancied I could feel myself gradually shrivelling and shrinking to a mere puppet of my human self. To think that I had spent no mean sum of my precious money to have this uncanny woman tell my fortune, and instead of prophesying the future she had dug up my past and thus filled me with a bitter self -contempt! The tor- turing voice went on. I tried to close my ears to it, but could not. You, at twenty- nine years, should be in your prime This was uttered with such emphasis that the veil which had hidden half her face slipped down. I gasped, for as I now looked into her face I saw that one of those compelling eyes was brown, the other, grey. Instantly my eyes went to her long hand and found what they sought — a tiny mole on the third finger. No longer did I stand in awe of this woman. Tears of joy sprang to my eyes as I cried, Eileen Johnson! 11 Of course she had recognized me and had tried to make me feel badly and had succeeded. As we talked of O. L. C, the Senior stunt, the Senior dinner, of the good times the whole Senior class had enjoyed together, we began to think of the other members of the graduating class of 1934. Suddenly an idea seized my friend. Let ' s find out what our old friends are doing now, by means of this. She pointed to the crystal globe. My knowledge of crystal gazing was limited, however, we put our heads together over the mysterious globe. At first I could see nothing, but gradually, with Eileen ' s voice helping me, I began to see dim figures moving. The first figure which we could distinguish was standing in front of a microphone, evidently expounding her theory on some weighty matter — we recognized in surprise our old friend Erna Laing. Then, as is the great advantage of crystal-gazing, we were able to jump to a district in South America where our eyes sought out a group of children. In the centre of the group stood a woman holding in one hand a large bottle, and in the other a spoon. Our attention was drawn to the woman and, of course, upon close inspection we recognized Jean McArthur. We were rather puzzled as to what Jean was doing — then we spied a plate on which was inscribed in bold letters, Dr. J. C. L. Mc- Arthur, Specialist in Children ' s Diseases. Peggy Keyes was our next discovery. We found her in front of an elaborate dressing table applying finishing touches to a striking costume. On her door we could read the inscription, Zara, Private. Thus we could see that Peggy still cherished memories of O. L. O, though she had won fame as a dancer. Another friend we found in an entirely different environment. She was in her garden busy with clippers and followed, whenever she took a few steps, by three children, the smallest of whom clung to her skirt. Grayce Hill it was who gazed so fondly down at the little group. We became so interested in finding out what our old friends were doing that we decided to locate the rest of our class and pay a visit to them personally. We were anxious to find out what had become of our class president, Helen Carscallen. After much inquiry, we were informed that Helen had won a prize given by the Kodak Company which entitled her to a trip around the world in search of a photograph to be called the acme of femininity. Next we visited Audrey McTavish, who had succeeded her father as sales manager of the General Motors in Oshawa, after her unusual ability in that line had been discovered.

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(Enrnmenrrtttntt lag lExrrrtapB WEDNESDAY, JUNE 13th, at 2 p.m. Chairman — Dr. C. F. McGillivray, President of the Board of Directors Invocation - Rev. G. C. R. McQuade, President of the Bay of Quinte Conference of the United Church GRANTING OF DIPLOMAS Collegiate — Jane Helen Carscallen, Whithy, Ontario; Dorothy Grayce Hill, Toronto, Ontario (Modern History); Eileen Norma Johnson, Montreal, Quebec; Erna Jean Laing, Toronto, Ontario; Jean C. Lucie McArthur, Whithy, Ontario; Willena May Nicholson, Toronto, Ontario; Julienne Marie Ward, New Liskeard, Ontario (Algebra and Trigonometry) . Commercial — Helen Miller Hicks, Essex, Ontario; Nancy Mcintosh Howard, Ogdens- burg, New York; Margaret Audrey McTavish, Oshawa, Ontario; Helen Margaret Stout, Crosby, Ontario (Shorthand) . Art — Marguerite Anne Keyes, Winnipeg, Manitoba; Jean Greer Meikle, Morrisburg, Ontario. General — Marion Pamela Slemon, Bowmanville, Ontario. Valedictory ' ' ' Eileen Johnson Sternberg ' ' ' Concert Etude Kathryn Hadden Remarks ' ' ' Principal Carscallen WINNERS OF CERTIFICATES AND DIPLOMAS Musical — Piano — A.T.C.M. (Solo Performers)— Elsie Allin (Honours), Kathryn Hadden (Hon- ours) equal. A.T.C.M. (Teacher ' s) — Helen Quinn, Marie Ward. Intermediate — Constance McCloskey (Honours), Marion Slemon, Catherine Tees (Honours) . Junior — Marjorie Dawson. Introductory — Marion Home. Singing — A.T.C.M. (Solo Performer ' s) — Reta Crosthwaite (Honours). Intermediate — Marjorie Dawson (Honours), Florence Roper (Honours). Junior — Helen Hicks (1st Class Honours). Primary — Erna Laing. Theory — A.T.C.M. Written Examination in the teaching of Piano — Elsie Allin (Honours), Kathryn Hadden (Honours). Grade V Counterpoint — Dorothy Corbett (Honours), Reta Crosthwaite (Hon- ours), Mary Parks, Reta Taylor. Grade V Form— Elsie Allin (Honours), Kathryn Hadden, Marie Ward (Hon- ours) . Grade V Harmony— Elsie Allin (Honours), Dorothy Corbett, Mary Parks, Reta Taylor. Grade V History— Elsie Allin (Honours), Kathryn Hadden, Mary Parks (Hon- ours) . Grade III — Counterpoint — Reta Crosthwaite. ==rg f