Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

Page 27 text:

Professor Traquair ' s Lecture N May 7th, the pupils of Trafalgar were privileged in hearing the first of a series of illustrated lectures on Architecture by Professor Ramsay Traquair, of McGill Uni- versity. Many people have the impression that an intelligent appreciation of architecture necessitates a wide technical knowledge of the subject, but Professor Traquair assured us that the study is far less difficult and much more interesting than is generally imagined. Moreover, architecture is of great interest historically because the character of a nation is expressed just as much by its buildings as by its literature and painting. This particular lecture dealt with the architecture of the Greeks, which is the most beautiful the world has every known. Professor Traquair showed us lantern slides of several famous Greek temples and theatres and pointed out the differences between the principal forms of architecture found in Greece, namely Doric, Ionic, and Corinthian. All these buildings were elementally simple in design but almost perfect as to proportion and detail, because the Greeks had such a keen appreciation of art that they considered even a curve of two inches on a gigantic column of great importance. One of the slides showed the Acropolis, a rock in the middle of Athens on which stood many famous buildings — the Temple of Nike and the famous Parthenon among them. Another showed the Elgin marbles, which were brought from Greece by Lord Elgin and are now in the British museum. These represent the Three Fates, and although the figures are headless they give a vivid impression of life and vigour. This effect is partly due to the wonderful treatment of the drapery which has never been surpassed in marble. Although attempts to copy its wonderful art have never been successful, yet Greek architecture has had a deep influence on that of other nations and has set a very high standard by which others may measure their achievements. Eileen Whillans, Upper V. [25]

Page 26 text:

Then the harvest moon shone brightly down On the grainfields now so near, Colouring the land with a ruddy light, And hiding the stubble drea r. And the big red moon came peeping through The branches with scarlet dressed. Where the gold sheaves watched through the fragrant night. And the tired earth lay at rest. The moon shone through the leafless trees. In winter, when the sun hangs low. When fires on the hearths were burning bright. And the were-wolf trailed through the snow. The moon looked out from a darkening sky. Warned of the coming of cloud, While the long-drawn cry of the owl was heard. And white snow fell like a shroud. Thus the moon looks down through the ages long On a world now sad, now gay, Sharing the joy of a laughing world, The sorrow of those by the way. B. Carter, VT. a. Its A Long Road Up To Trafalgar It ' s a long road up to Trafalgar Its a long way to go. Its a long road up to Trafalgar In the rain or in the snow Good-bye, Mother darling Farewell, vSister dear For it ' s a long, long road up to Trafalgar And I ' m late now, I fear. Kathleen Abbot, IV. a. [ 24]

Page 28 text:

Miss Betsy Barker and Her Alderney Cow MivSS Betsy lived in Cranford town, An Alderney had she, She told her friends about this cow When they went there to tea. She loved it as she would her child, It really was so sweet The way the cow walked up to her, And from her hand did eat. One day the cow to pasture went As it was wont to do, When suddenly the air was rent With a most dreadful moo! It slipped on some banana peel, Into a pit it fell. The lime scorched all its hair away, And burned its skin as well. Miss Betsy ' s grief was sad to see, Just like a child she cried. Her tears fell on her poor dear cow, And sizzled on its hide. The cow was hauled out of the pit, It looked forlorn and bare. And all the people fought to see The cow, who ' d lost its hair. Miss Betsy asked them for advice When Captain Brown did say, Make her a flannel petticoat And jacket of dark gray. ' ' Unless you wish the beast to die That only can you do. Miss Betsy quickly wiped her eyes And said, My friend thank you! In a short time, the people all Assembled for to see The cow, in dark gray flannel draped. With frills around each knee. The cow recovered from its shock I ' m very glad to say. And I ' ve had news from Cranford town The cow ' s alive to-day. Eileen Fosbery, IV. b. [26]