Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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Spring has come, whispers Robin, Flowers awake, oh, can ' t you see, That the great red jolly sun Says, Awake and joyous be. Flowers lift your coloured faces. Wake and see the snowflakes run; They ' re afraid, for don ' t you see. Spring has come, Spring has come. Spring has come, whispers Robin, Birds awake, sing and fly. Sing a song of joy and Springtime For don ' t you hear that joyous cry? Bluebird, show us your bright plumage. Lark, herald that the day has come. Let us all unite in chorus : Spring has come, Spring has come. Verse: Janet Cameron, Form IL Drawing: Ethel Renouf, Form IL [2H

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Moving on May First Oh, joyous Spring is here once more! We hear the pipes of Pan Accompanied by the rumbling wheels Of our Baillargeon van. The birds and bees are busy now, We too are occupied : We ' re beating carpets, scrubbing floors, And hauling beds outside. Although the trees are showing green. No bursting bud compares With our big packing case which burst When hurtling down the stairs. The pictures now are off the walls. And trunks lie all about; Th ' electric lights are off because The fuses have blown out ! It ' s rather dark at night because No lights are to be had. When father barks his shins, alas ! His language makes us sad ! The sweet Spring rains improve the soil Except on moving day ! Our van has sunk deep in the mud While struggling on its way. When, wearied out, to bed we creep To seek well ' carned repose. We scarcely close our eyes before The neighbour ' s cockrel crows! If any girl in this fair school Enjoys removal day. We ' ll stick her on a pedestal And crown her Queen of May. F. FosBFRY, Form Va. f 28)

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The Fate of the Children of Tuirenn A Story from the mythology of the Celtic People Into the council strode Lugh demanding a hearing of all present. Oh, King! What would you demand of those who had murdered your father? ' ' ' 1 should command them to be torn limb from limb ' All present confirmed the king ' s statement and Lugh, looking earnestly at Brian, Tuchar and Tucharba, the sons of Tuirenn, said ' The murderers themselves agree, but I demand only a blood fine. Tuchar and Tucharba were anxious to admit their guilt, but Brian fearing that Lugh might change his mind said, ' ' We shall pay your blood ' fine even though we did not kill your father, in order that there may be peace. ' Then hear the blood fine. Three apples, a pig ' skin, a spear, two horses and a chariot, seven pigs, a hound ' whelp, a cooking spit and three shouts on a hill top. Will you pledge yourselves to this? If it is too great, I will remit a part. The sons of Tuirenn, thankful to find that their lives were not in jeopardy, pledged themselves to do as Lugh asked. Then Lugh said, Now hearken! The apples must be brought from the Garden of the Hesperides; they are the si2;e of a small baby ' s head and of the colour of burnished gold. They have the power of healing and when thrown they find out the object of attack, kill it and then return to the hand that threw them. The pigskin is the pigskin of Tuis, King of Greece. It has a power of healing and if dipped into a stream, that stream for the space of nine days flows with wine. The spear is the poisoned spear of Pisear King of Persia. It is irresistible in battle and it is so fiery that it must be kept under water so that it destroy not the place where it is. The two horses and chariot are those of Dobhar, ' King of Sicily. The horses are the swiftest in the world and they run over land and water h ' -; ' Tsio. re e ivj, with equal ease, while the chariot is the finest ever p«Ar to ft-Mxrv made. The seven pigs are the pigs of EasaP of the Golden Pillars. They can be killed and yet on the next day they are alive again; besides any man who has eaten of them cannot be touched by disease. The hound ' whelp is that of the King of Tornadhe . She is called Failinis; every wild animal she sees she immediately catches. The cooking ' spit must be brought from the women of the Island of Fianchiuve which is at the bottom of the sea between Erin and Alba. The three shouts, I have demanded, must be given on the hill called Cnoe Miodhchaoin . Miodhchaoin and his sons do not allow shouting on that hill. So now you know the nature of the blood fine you have promised to pay me. The sons of Tuirenn set out, sailing in a magical coracle to the Hesperides. They they transformed themselves into hawks and flew to the Garden. When they had plucked the apples from the bough, the daughters of the King of the Isles turned themselves into ospreys and pursued Pronunciation: Pezar. - Asal. - ' Troda. Fincara ' ' Midhena. [30]