Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 132 of the 1939 volume:

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Strong Co., Ltd. ♦ 610 Keeper Building Montreal D011ard 4601 [6] EATON ' S First Class Fashions For the 8 to 16 ' ers Those captivating fashions with the ingenue air all girls love . . . that all Mothers approve! Those are the type of clothes you ' ll find in EATON ' S GIRLS ' DEPARTMENT, on the Third Floor. Exciting, gay, practical clothes . . . always the last word In style . . . always fresh and new . . . always moderately priced ! For parties, school, or beach wear . . . for Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring! . T. EATON C9.H.Teo OF MONTR EAI_ [7] With the Compliments of the BANK OF MONTREAL THE EMPIRE ' S HERITAGE photo by MODERN PORTRAITURE By WILLIAM NOTMAN SON LIMITED 1330 Sherbrooke Street West Telephone PL. 9447 Ma (er5 of Vorlyails for Canada s First Families since 1856 WATSON {Paintings of CDistinction Sherbrooke Street West [8] CONTENTS Page Their Majesties 12 Picture of Miss Gumming 14 Editorial 15 Literary 17 Trap ' House News 42 Histoires Franqaises 43 Blick Auf Deutscii 49 Juniors 54 Junior Juniors 62 Music 65 Library Notes 67 School Lectures 69 Hallowe ' en Party 70 Saint Joan 71 Mission Box Collections 73 Matriculation Classes 74 Girl Guides . 84 Brownies 86 House Section 87 Sports 91 Jokes 100 Old Girls ' Notes . 104 School Directory 108 [9] . I— I o o o o u : o i MAGAZINE STAFF Editor Jane Elliot Sub-Editor Betty Grlmley Art Representative Georgina Grier Sports Representative ........ Anne Jaques Secretary-Treasurer Marilyn Mechin Advisor to the Magazine Staff . . . . . . Miss Bryan CLASS REPRESENTATIVES Matriculation II. Form Va. Form Vb. Form IVa. Form IVb. Ruth Parson Peggy Clarke Helen Leavitt Nancy Taylor Elizabeth Ann Hay Barbara Smith Form IIIa. Form IIIb. Form Upper Ha. Form Upper IIb. Form II. Form Upper I. Mary Cuttle Dorothy Turville Ann Lindsay Lois Tyndale Barbara Ross Elizabeth Atkinson FORM OFFICERS Form Officers Matriculation I. Matriculation II. Form Va. Form Vb. Form IVa. Form IVb. Form IIIa. Form IIIb. Form Upper IIa. Form Upper IIb. Form II. Form Upper I. Form Lower I. President Marilyn Mechin Bette Ward Lyn Berens Grace Wurtele Eleanor Tapley Marguerite Packard Margaret Burden Edith Mather Rae Hunter Mary Mitham Helen Fawcett Marion Fox Helen Ayr Vice-President Jane Elliot Joan Forrest Janet Hamilton Isabel Wurtele Joyce Ault Margaret Muir Marjorie Campbell Elizabeth Johnson Dagmar Johnson Lois Tyndale Cynthia Wilkes Mary Munroe Jan Henry [11] THEIR MAJESTIES KING GEORGE VI AND QUEEN ELIZABETH [12] ' ' On The Visit of Their Majesties King George VI and Queen Elizabeth ' ' . May, 1939. And thou, Canada, daughter of the North, Thrice blessed in subjects, soil, and British king! Let loyal welcome from thy shores go forth And from thy hills, let joyous echoes ring. From English soil, this news has come, of late. That thou will have an honour unforeseen When to thy harbour come in royal state King George the Sixth and his most gracious queen. Then herald thou their coming with glad song, (O land whose Union Jack, and Maple Leaf Are symbols of a union firm and strong) And make them welcome, though their stay be brief. Joan C as sidy. [13] MISS JANET L. GUMMING Principal of Trafalgar School [14] TRAFALGAR ECHOES is very pleased this year to have Miss Cumming ' s photograph for its frontispiece. We had great difficulty in persuading Miss Gumming to have her picture taken and the delight of the committee cannot be imagined when it learned that she had finally given her consent. One of the magazine ' s innovations is the German section, which we hope will be a success, for German has always been a favourite subject at Traf and was taught even during the years 1914 to 1918. We were very anxious to have a section on French Canada but the small number of contributions was disappointing especially when there are so many appropriate subjects in the Province of Quebec. The school year has been a difficult one owing to the snow and our worst enemy the flu but we have had several lectures which helped to keep our spirits up. Miss Eve Maxwell-Lyte sang and interpreted Scotch, English, Irish and Canadian folk songs. Mr. Crawley spoke on Palestine and Miss Hadow gave us a very interesting talk about the city of Oxford. We congratulate Miss Turner on producing basketball teams which were once more able to retain both first and second Team Cups. The Demonstration also was a credit to Miss Turner ' s hard work for it was unusual, and different from any we have had in previous years. The Penguin Ski-Club held its annual meet at Saint Sauveur in February and our team returned with the beautiful shield presented by Col. Molson. The School has decided to have a new ski badge to be worn by the first team. The Houses have been very successful this year and there seems to be a great deal more House spirit, and House enthusiasm, as we have seen in the Spelling Bees, and the Musical Competition. [15] ) The Old Girls have also brought new honours to Traf . Christine Williams won the University Scholarship, an examination open to those under twenty who are taking either Junior or Senior Matriculation anywhere in the Dominion. The candidates are allowed to write on their three best subjects and the winner is always someone of out- standing merit. Alma Howard last year received her Ph.D. and is continuing her scientific work at McGill. The school was delighted at Miss Bryan ' s return after Christmas. She spent six months in Europe and came back with a wonderful tan and some very interesting experiences. As the Magazine goes to press, the School has just been presented with a beautiful Union Jack by the Old Girls ' Association. We are grateful for this gift, which comes at a most appropriate time. This has been a very eventful year in the world ' s history and we are thankful to be able to welcome their Majesties King George VI and Queen Elizabeth to Canada, far from Europe ' s turmoil. PREFECTS Head Prefect: Marilyn Mechin Jane Elliot Norma Osler Heather Campbell Alma Macfarlane Elspeth Smart Betty Grimley Marie Oliver Mary Lindsay Betty Ward Allana Reid Norma Burgess THE GRIER CUP LAST June the Grier Cup, awarded to the most public-spirited of the Senior Girls, who at the same time has maintained a high standard of conduct and shown devotion to her work, was won by Anne Dodd. THE FORSYTH CUP THE Forsyth Cup, awarded to the Senior Girl who has made the most of her oppor- tunities, showing herself friendly and helpful to all, was won by Wilma Howard. INTER-HOUSE TROPHY The Inter-House Shield, presented by Mrs. Wynne Robinson, was awarded last June to Ross House. [16] UNDER GREEK SKIES TO see Greece had been a dream of mine since childhood. I remember looking at the map and someone called my attention to the fact that it was like a pendant, a jewelled pendant flashing brightly towards the East, The phrase caught my fancy and everything I have heard or seen of Greece since then has made me feel this was one of the best descriptions ever given. Geographically of course it is obvious. Her many islands, clustering in the Aegean Sea, gleam in the radiant Greek air like precious stones set in wine dark waters. But the phrase has a deeper significance. When we think of the heritage bequeathed by ancient Greece to Europe, not only in learning but also in art, when we realize that, while she has championed Europe against Asiatic aggression, she has also been the gate through which Eastern thought has come to us, then we see that not only geographically, but also in a spiritual sense, Greece has been the jewel of Europe, flashing brightly towards the East. Several things surprised me about the country. I had thought it was a small place. I was amazed to find how much it has developed since its independence was declared in 1831. The population has more than trebled, and Greece is now the dominant power in the Eastern Mediterranean. Crete belongs to her and she has also got the Ionian Islands on the west coast, Macedonia and Thrace to the North, and all the islands in the Aegean Sea. In addition she received after the Great War, a million and a half refugees from Asia Minor where they were being persecuted by the Turks. She has not only fed and clothed them but has given them work and has quite absorbed them in her population. Some of these people are very good at carpet-weaving and making pottery and they are becoming useful citizens. Another thing that surprised me was to find that Greece was under a dictatorship. Although she still has a King, yet Metaxas, the Dictator about two years ago suspended Parliament, dealt sharply with all labour questions, organized a Youth Movement and marshalled the whole country in a very summary way, on the side of law an d order. Everybody now seems occupied and busy and the faces of shepherds, fishermen and muleteers all light up at the mention of Metaxas ' name. However many people do not like it at all, for they feel he has suppressed liberty, the most precious of all possessions. [17] I was interested to find that French is the second language throughout the country. In all museums and picture-galleries notices were written in French as well as in Greek. For instance many might feel rather puzzled at the words ME APTE but they would feel quite at home when they saw Ne touchez pas written underneath. In all the leading hotels and shops you will always find several people who can understand French. Indeed the Greeks, especially the Athenians, resemble the French in many ways. Both are quick-witted with a keen sense of humour; they are good talkers and love argument and discussion. They are realists too, and, distrusting everything that is vague or woolly , they like things to be clearly defined. I found them polite and affable like the French, and none but the French could rival the Greeks in that unerring artistic sense, that sense of beauty which has made both peoples the touchstone of taste for the world. There are many ways of approaching Greece but the best is by sea. It was the way the ancients knew it and the way we know it through them. Boats go regularly from Marseilles to the Piraeus, and also from Venice down the Adriatic Sea. That was the way we went. One evening we left Venice, and the following afternoon we called at Dubrovnik an ancient city-state now forming part of Yugo-Slavia. It is a lovely spot, a city of white stone and purple flowers, jutting out into the deep blue waters of the Adriatic, with the last spurs of the Dinaric Alps rising high behind it against a vivid sky. Next morning we woke to find ourselves slipping past Corfou, an island supposed to be the Scheria of the Odyssey, and quite lovely enough to have been the very place where Nausicaa played ball with her maidens and was found by Odysseus! Soon we were sailing past Ithaca, and in the afternoon we reached the northwest of the Pelo- ponnesus where we landed in Greece for the first time and drove to Olympia. We went in buses, escorted, rather to our surprise, by policemen, smiling gentlemen in grey-green uniforms, white sun helmets and white gloves. One sat beside the driver, one was perched on the top of the bus, and one hung on behind. Wherever we went in the country, policemen invariably accompanied us, whether to protect us from the natives or the natives from us we were never quite sure! The Greek chauffeurs drove at a terrific rate along roads that were none too good, and though at times we were rather fearful at heart, yet we could not but admire the dashing way in which they took dangerous corners and the crumbling banks of certain rivers. The country was wild and rather desolate. We saw men and women working in the fields gathering the currants, one of the most important Greek exports. Most of the women wore a brightly-coloured scarf twisted simply round their head and falling gracefully over their shoulders, while the men wore gaily coloured sashes, and had straw sombreros to protect them from the sun. Here and there we passed solitary figures riding on mules who drew aside and watched us with that passive stare with which country people generally regard a bus full of tourists. We saw some houses — very humble indeed, little mo re than flat-roofed shacks with a lean-to for the animals. Sometimes there was a rough attempt at a verandah — a crude arrangement of poles and sticks with branches laid on as a kind of roof — just something to keep off the heat. Now and then [18] we rattled past a little church of the Byzantine type, and sitting near it was the Greek priest in his long white robes and high, round black headdress. And then suddenly we swung up the hill of Cronus, crossed a bridge under which a tiny stream trickled in an exhausted way. Someone called out excitedly That must be the Alphaeus! We rounded a corner and found ourselves looking down on the broad and rich valley of Olympia. My first impression was one of exquisite peace and beauty. It was one of the few places in Greece where we saw trees — pines, myrtles, turpentine trees, and a kind of rock-rose. Green banks rose on either side on which sheep and goats peacefully browsed. It was a pastoral scene, the whole bathed in that strangely trans- figuring light which to my mind makes Greece a land apart. Then we remembered that this peaceful valley had once been a vast sanctuary to Zeus, a meeting place for the entire Greek race, where all forgot their feuds and fra- ternised in the worship of strength, skill and beauty. For it was here that the great Olympic games were held every four years from 776 B.C. till the fourth century A.D. In the spring when the date was fixed, heralds went through Greece proclaiming the fact. All wars had to cease for the time being, and none dared to molest the competitors or spectators on their way to Olympia. For more than a thousand years this valley must have been thronged every four years with athletes, poets, princes, sculptors and musi- cians, and all they would bring in their train. I tried to imagine the running, the wrestling, the boxing, and above all, the chariot-races. What sights this valley must have seen! No wonder they kindled the soul of Pindar into song and inspired the masterpieces of Phidias and Praxitiles. In the stadium, recently excavated, w e saw the very stones sunk flush !with the earth where the runners got a grip with their toes to be ready for the start. The Palaestra or gymnasium, where candidates trained for a month before the events, the Bouleu- terion where they took oaths to obey all the rules of the games, the Prytaneum where the winners were feasted and crowned with wild olive — there are traces of all these still left. But what interested me most were the grey ruins of the ancient temple to Hera, Mother of the Gods, and close to it the huge broken pillars of the temple to Zeus. I thought of the god ' s colossal statute in gold and ivory — forty feet high — which once stood there. It perished long ago, but the splendid marble figures which were once in the eastern and western pediments of the temple, have recently been excavated, and are now in the museum on the top of the hill. We hurried to see them, and the past sud- denly came flashing back to us as we gazed at these grave and lovely men and women in sculptured marble, as fresh and true today as they were over two thousand years ago. On the left is a striking scene showing two groups preparing for a chariot race. In the centre stands Zeus between the girl Hippodameia with her young lover, Pelops, on the one hand, and the girl ' s parents on the other. The father has challenged all his daughter ' s suitors to a chariot-race, and if he wins, he slays them for their presumption in aspiring to his daughter ' s hand. Here, however, he meets his match, for Pelops is the victor, and the father, though he does not know it, is going out to meet his doom. Chariots, horses and servants are grouped on either side, among them an old man whose face of despair plainly shows that he foresees his master ' s fate. [19] On the other side of the hall is a struggling mass of Centaurs and Lapiths with Apollo, an almost perfect figure, directing or controlling the conflict. The severity and dignity of these figures are only equalled by their simplicity and perfect harmony. At the back of the Hall are two of the greatest treasures of Greek art, the Hermes of Praxitiles, and the Victory of Paeonius. We looked at these glorious statues forever young, forever fair , and then glanced down the valley and in a moment it was peopled — for me at least — with the splendid past, and I found myself wondering what men or gods are these! Then the sun sank, and turning away we drove back through the gathering dusk past the humble shacks, the now deserted fields, the little churches. The contrast between the past and present struck us sharply. But the sky was brilliant with stars, and looking up we felt the gods were still in Greece. Our next visit was to Athens. Rather to our surprise we found it quite a modern city with white houses, red roofs, handsome public buildings, broad boulevards lined with pepper-trees and fine open squares. We had forgotten that this Athens was built within the last seventy years, and that its chief function is to be a sort of frame for the Acropolis. This is a flat rock rising abruptly almost in the middle of the city, and crowned with a temple in honour of Athene. It is called the Parthenon which is the Greek word for [20] maiden, and is the remains of the loveliest thing in Greek architecture. They say no one is in Athens more than a quarter of an hour before he hurries up to see it and we were no exception. On our way we stopped at the open-air stone theatre of Dionysus, cut out of the side of the hill. It is splendidly preserved, and plays can still be acted there. Soon we had climbed to the top, passing on our left the Erechtheum, a temple built in the Ionic style with slender delicately ornamented columns and an exquisite porch where every pillar is carved in the shape of a maiden. Facing it is the Parthenon built in simple Doric style with seventeen pillars on either side and eight at either end. Although it is over two thousand years old, it gives the impression of something living and lovely. It has the supple straightness that makes all other straight things look stiff. It is straight like a living thing, like a tree or the stem of a flower. And yet there is not a single straight line in the building. Look along the steps, and you will see a slight convex curve along what you had taken to be a straight line, while the columns have an almost imperceptible curve inward, and it has been calculated that if prolonged a mile into the air they would meet in a point. This temple, the home of a goddess, was treated as though it were sculpture, and with sure instinct every line, every pillar was adjusted, with the result that no two pillars are alike. These exquisite proportions are one cause of its beauty; another is its colour. Built of the purest Pentelic marble it is the colour of flesh — a rosy-gold mellowed by twenty- four centuries of exposure to Greek sunlight. And no words can give an adequate idea of what this light is like. It has a certain luminous quality which for revealing and intensifying beauty is unlike anything else in the world. I stayed up there on the Acropolis all the afternoon, watching the light deepen from golden to amethyst, and then to violet and seeing the Porch of the Maidens spring- ing into new loveliness in the changing light. Then the sun dipped over the bay of Salamis; a Greek guard blew a trumpet as a sign that all should depart. I took one last look around me, knowing that from this point I could see everything that was significant in Greek life. Here I was on the rock-like citadel with the city at my feet, and beyond, the plain, ringed round by mountains, open only to the sea. Across the bay lay Salamis where the Persians had been trapped twenty-four centuries ago and close by, the stirring sea always a challenge to the Greeks. I felt I was in the very heart of Greece, beside the loveliest thing she had produced, and surrounded by all the natural features which conditioned her history and existence. Thermopylae, high in the mountains, was the next place we visited. But the cele- brated Pass, once held by Leonidas and his three hundred Spartans, is no longer a pass but a plain. The river has brought down so much deposit that what was once a narrow- passage between the high cliffs and the river is now a wide plain. However the famous hot springs which give the place its name are still there, and we could not resist dipping our hands and feet in water where once the Spartans may have refreshed themselves for battle. Then we sailed northward to Thessaly, and coming to a picturesque village called Tsagarada, we got mules, and attended by our muleteers — mine was called Dmitri — we went swiftly enough up the shaggy side of Mount Pelion. I was thrilled at the thought of going up this mountain. It was here that Achilles had been brought up; it had [21] furnished the wood from which Jason built the Argo, and it was in these very glades that the Centaurs used to live. I was trying to think of all these things, but I found it quite difficult to hold on to my saddle, and to duck my head when my mule plunged abruptly though what seemed an impenetrable thicket. But they are extraordinarily sure-footed creatures, and I think mine must have had some Centaur blood in him, so intelligently did he scale the precipitous cliff. Near the top we came to a cool beechy wood with a stream flowing through it. The air was delicious — like a June day in Eng- land. From here we had a glorious view across the Aegean Sea to Salonika in the distance and the craggy peaks of Mt. Athos. Here there is the famous Greek monastery, where nothing feminine, not even a hen! is ever allowed to set foot. When we arrived the following day at this holy spot, we knew of course we would not be allowed to land, but we hoped to have a swim round our boat while the men of our party went ashore to visit the monks. However we were soon informed that not only were women forbidden to land, but that no female form was allowed to sully the waters within a radius of three miles of the Holy Mountain! So we stayed on deck, gazing up at the cliffs, tower- ing in some places six thousand feet high, on the very brink of which were perched the cells of the monks. On the return of the men we heard a great deal about this Holy Republic of Mt. Athos, as it is called. It is situated on a peninsula about thirty miles long, and is separated from the mainland by the canal cut by Xerxes in 480 B.C. Its [22] position made it impregnable for centuries, and in stormy times valuables of all kind were placed there for safety. The result is that precious manuscripts, Byzantine mosaics and other works of art have made it a veritable treasure house. We saw a couple of the monks, tall, bearded men in black robes with thick dark hair flowing over their shoulders from underneath high black headdresses. It appears there are about five thousand of them and they have their own laws and courts of justice under the presi- dency of their Abbot. Recently however, Metaxas, the Dictator of Greece, has decreed that no monks are exempt from military service. This decree has seriously affected their outlook, and one cannot tell what the outcome may be. It is strange how modern dictators by their drastic action can suddenly dynamite institutions which have stood like rocks for centuries ! The next few days we spent cruising among the islands in the Northern Aegean. We visited Thasos, a lovely spot off the Thracian coast, Lesbos, where burning Sappho lived and sung , and Chios, the reputed birthplace of Homer. But it was Samothrace, a wild mountainous island swept by the winds from the Dardanelles that interested me most. From here a youth called Dardanus had set out and founded Troy; from its highest peak, Poseidon, according to Homer, watched the conflict between Greeks and Trojans, and in recent years what is now one of France ' s loveliest treasures the Victory was found on its shore. It is difficult of access. There is no harbour, no landing place, no roads, no vehicle of any kind on this island, and ships are chary of putting in here. Some shepherds and a couple of muleteers came down and stared at us as we scrambled ashore. Curiously enough it was the only place where the inhabitants seemed to understand the classical Greek Which our party could muster up. Four of us set off on mules to explore the island and I coaxed my beast up a crag and looked eagerly towards the East, hoping to have Poseidon ' s luck and to catch a glimpse of Troy. But alas ! I saw nothing but a maze of heat. However, we found Khora, the little settlement to the north of the island where the entire population turned out to greet us and insisted on giving us not only water — deliciously cool, bubbling water — but also wine and Turkish coffee served in tiny delicate white cups. They entertained us royally and we were gettting on splendidly with the language when suddenly a man appeared and addressed us in fluent American ! It appeared that he had been in Hollywood for four years, and after trying his luck in New York, he had returned to his native Samothrace, married and settled down. Many of the islanders accompanied us half-way across the island, and I have since had a letter in Greek from one of the little girls, enclosing her photograph. Crete was our next stopping place. But that is a whole story in itself, and now I have only time to tell you about our last day in Greece. We spent it in Delphi, and I am not sure that it was not the best day of all. We landed at the port of Itea, drove rapidly across the Sacred Plain, and almost immediately passed through a beautiful grove of olive-trees — very rich, very old. Soon we were swinging up a zig-zag road catching at every turn new and breath-taking views of the gulf of Corinth. Higher and higher we went with sharper and even more excit- ing turns until at last we were well over two thousand feet up on the shoulder of Mt. [23] Parnassus. We passed through the little village of Kastri which once stood on the site of the sanctuary, but forty years ago the French School of Archaeology removed it — lock, stock and barrel — and thus set Delphi free for the excavations which have had such remarkable results. So to-day there is nothing modern in Delphi, nothing but the remains of her past greatness set in a scene of lonely and impressive grandeur. Here is a vast natural amphitheatre, a hollow glade, rugged yet lovely, a cleft between two enormous rocks, called the Shining Ones, from which water — the sacred spring of Castaly — gushes forth as freely to-day as it did three thousand years ago when men first felt the presence of the gods here. For from earliest times this was a holy spot, where Earth and Water were worshipped, and Earth ' s child, the serpent, long before the Sun- God came. But when the Lord Apollo came, he slew the serpent, and, not forgetting to take its name Pytho, established this as his own sanctuary, making it the religious centre of the ancient world. Men came from all over Greece, from Egypt, and from the East to consult the oracle and to hear what was the will of the God. They put their question to the priests, who pondered on it and in their turn gave it to the priestess, generally a simple village woman, chosen for her blameless life. Seated on a tripod close by the strange vapours arising from the rocks, she, excited as if by mesmeric influence, uttered wild and whirling words which none but the priests could understand. They trans- lated this mystery as they thought best, and gave the answer, generally expressed in veiled and cryptic words, to the suppliant, who turned it over in his mind on his way home. Thus it can easily be seen that the oracle at Delphi was controlled by the priests, as astute and subtle a body of men as ever lived, well versed in world politics, and with a good knowledge of human nature. They had to answer all sorts of questions. Some were about a proposed marriage or a business enterprise; others dealt with larger issues — questions of war and peace, colonization, art and education. Nothing was too great or too trivial but the priests had an answer for it. The fact that it was given in rather am- biguous words enabled them to save face if their advice turned out badly, as in the well-known story of the oracle ' s reply to Croesus of Lydia about his projected invasion of Persia. But on the whole the advice was good, and it was the oracle at Delphi that declared Socrates was the wisest of men and so started him on his mission of converting men to truth. Replies like this show its fame was well founded and explain how, for over a thousand years, it was the supreme court of appeal for the whole Greek world. All wanted to stand well with it — and gifts poured into it from every side, often from cities warring with one another. Every state turned to this distant sanctuary throned high and aloof on the wind-swept hills. We felt that aloofness, that sense of being apart in Delphi. Never had the Greek instinct for choosing the right spot to build guided them more surely than in their choice of Delphi. We visited the ruins of the temple of Apollo and walking along the Sacred wayj saw the treasury of the Athenians and the statues on the hillside looking like gods and goddesses who had halted for a moment. In the museum we saw the greatest treasure of [24] Delphi — the famous bronze statue of a young charioteer, tall, noble and distinguished- looking. That reminded us of the games and races held there in honour of the God, and we looked for the stadium. Not far from the Museum we came upon the open-air theatre, where Prometheus Bound was produced eight years ago. The acoustics are perfect and what a setting for a play! A zig-zag path up what appeared to be impenetrable rock brought us suddenly to a ledge which stretched away into a perfectly constructed stadium, hewn out of the hillside with a seating capacity of seven thousand. Overhead circled eagles, looking in their strength and dignity, the very embodiment of the spirit of the place. The view from this height was magnificent. But we were rather breathless after our climb, and how competitors ever reached these heights, without being winded, puzzled us a little. However our guide reminded us a little reproachfully that Lord Byron had come all the way from the sea on foot, his heart on fire to see Delphi. At that we were a little ashamed, especially when glancing down we saw our rather unsightly bus in the midst of all these stupendous surroundings, perched on the Sacred Way. We were quite glad when someone gave the order that it should go on and wait for us at the next village. And so like pilgrims of old we walked out of Delphi on foot. That was our last glimpse of Greece, and I could not have wished a fairer one. In the evening we sailed westward along the Gulf of Corinth, the mountains burnished with the glory of the setting sun, Parnassus towering on our right. Helicon behind us, the Achaean Mountains on our left and everywhere that subtle revealing light, which must surely be the despair of painters. We passed Missolonghi, where Byron died for Greece, and as darkness fell, sailed straight for Ithaca, knowing, like a great traveller of old, that our wanderings were over, and our ship was set for home. E. K. Bryan. DAWN A mountain lake in quiet stillness sleeps; Beneath the stars the night is almost gone. When, stealthily, from o ' er the hills, there creeps A freshening breeze, the Messenger of Dawn. When all is still, soon in the Eastern Sky A warming glow arises, and it draws The mists of night, and dims the stars on high. And gloriously expands without a pause. The leaves begin to rustle on the trees. The loon calls to his mate, his laughing cry. And all the little animals, and birds, and bees Begin to stir. The trout rise to the fly The guide awaits you at the first portage As dawns another day o ' er Lac Sauvage. Betty Smith, Matriculation II, Barclay House. [25] COLOUR IN MODERN LIFE COLOUR is playing an increasingly important part in modern life. The advent of psychology has made us more conscious of colour, and it is being used in many ways that had not been thought of fifty years ago. Doctors have recently discovered that colour can be used to help cure patients who are slow in recuperating from an operation. Patients left in the old type of dead white hospital room are not as apt to get well as fast as those in a gayly coloured ward or room. The reason for this is simple. Colour raises morale, which in turn helps the patient to a faster recovery. Nurses also find that wards painted in colour are less tiring to work in than dead white ones. This has been proven in several hospitals where one wing has been painted in colour and the rest of the building left white. At the new wing, there came a flood of transfer applications from the nurses, asking to be put on duty in the coloured wards. Operating rooms are now painted light green, and surgeons and nurses wear light green operating gowns, not to look more attractive, but to reduce glare. This idea is used at the Neurological Institute, where the most delicate work is done con- stantly. Colour is now used to treat certain types of insanity, for scientists have learned that certain colours have definite effects on people. Blue is a cold colour. Not only does it make one feel physically cold, but it dampens the spirits. Red is the opposite. It intensifies and heats one. Red is a colour that makes one work better. Green induces relaxation, bright yellow gaiety. These are but a few colours and their effects. There are many more, each producing different effects. Colour in not confined to medical science. Air- transport and train companies must be careful in the colours they choose for decorative purposes. There are certain yellows and green they dare not use, for fear their patron might become air-sick or train-sick. Colour is now more daringly used for home decorating purposes. During the Elizabethan and Victorian ages, clothes were bright but homes were dark as caverns. Today woodwork is white, mixed with a touch of yellow, blue or red, to harmonize with the rest of the room and to take the deadness from the white. Rooms are decorated with light, warm colours, with contrasting rugs and furnishings. Everywhere bright colours are used. The New York World ' s Fair is in itself a huge experiment in the use of colour. The buildings are laid out like the spokes of a wheel. Each of the Avenues is decorated in one bright colour. Every building of that Avenue must be of, say, bright blue. The flowers have been planted so that when they blossom, they will harmonize with their surroundings. When the Fair opens the buildings will be a little too bright, but this is to allow for fading. By August it will have reached perfection. These are but a few of the ways in which colour is used today. But from these we see how much it affects our life and well-being. Lyn Berens, Form Va, Riddell House. [26] MARSH MARIGOLDS When Spring ' s green skirts have touched the earth That gloomy Winter trod, and hawthorn blossoms Linger on her hair, and violets spring in mirth Where she has stepped, then, ' neath the trees All barr ' d with sunlight, where moss both green and cool Clings to fallen logs, are floating on the swamp Like fairy craft on darkling pool. Marsh-marigolds drifting with the breeze, O ' erbrimming in the pool their mirrored selves Beneath the new-born green of trees. Heather Campbell, Matric. I, Ross House. IN THE NORTHLAND AMONG the many varied regions of Canada there is none more wonderful and yet more unknown than the great track of country between the Laurentians and the Arctic Circle. During the Summer of 1938 we spent sometime in this great stretch of land. Leaving North Bay the highway winds its way north through miles of dense hard- wood forests, by deep blue lakes, over hills and around break-neck, breath-taking curves. In several places the road is blasted through solid rock. White marble-like stone deepen- ing into blue and fading into purples, pinks and gold towered on each side of us like watchful giants guarding the unlimited treasures of the North. Fifteen years ago there was little beyond New Liscard except forests stretching to the Arctic Ocean. Then gold was discovered and great mining plants sprang up. Now there are two cities of more than fifteen thousand people, Timmins and Kirkland Lake — each throbbing with life, the Lake Shore plant in Kirkland Lake being the largest gold mine in Canada. Leaving New Liscard and Kirkland Lake we returned to the Province of Quebec. The road led north over countless hills to the joint towns of Rouyn and Noranda, situated in the centre of a country which shows great promise to settlers. The soil is rich when cleared and drained and tremendous wealth can be realized from the hard and soft woods which now cover the land. The immediate wealth however lies in the gold [27] and copper mines of Noranda and Arntfield. From Rouyn we turned east across the Kenogeirs River, into the heart of the Pro- vince. The dense forests were broken in places by small clearings where log cabins and teams of oxen pulling out stumps of trees were occasionally seen. It almost seemed as if we had stepped back a hundred years and were watching our own ancestors find homes in the New Land. Soon we entered the great mineral belt and drove through the Cadillac mines and prospects. The O ' Brien gold mine ranks the highest in the district being fifteen hundred feet deep and having some of the highest grade ore known. A large wire fence sur- rounds the buildings and people can only enter through guarded gates by special permit. The miners here are forced to change their clothes and take shower-baths before they leave the premises in case what is known as high grading — or the stealing of gold — should be practised. From the Cadillacs the road led to the town of Malartic situated where three years before grew uncut timber. The whole country is now punctured with diamond drills. Working at the rate of eight feet per day these drills bore hundreds of feet into the earth and send up a rock ore which is assayed for gold. At present there are three mines around the town — the Canadian, Sladen and East Malartic gold mines. This group of mines was the one with which we became most familiar since we visited it several times, were shown through its numerous buildings and had the privilege of dining with the staff of the East Malartic in their official dining room. Twenty miles east of Malartic, across the great rolling Thompson River, is the town of Val D ' Or which we made the headquarters of our trip. The first building lot was sold on August 1st, 1934; now it is a large commercial town, with an ever increasing population, exceedingly cosmopolitan and extremely busy. Adjoining it is the lovely little town of Bourlamaque with its wide straight streets, grassy lawns and picturesque homes. The gold mine here ranks next to O ' Brien Cadillac in high grade ore. Surrounding Val D ' Or are several mines. The Sisco , located on a beautiful island in the midst of a lake, was one of the first in the region to be opened. When Mr. Sisco, a Pole, sold it to its present owners, he stipulated that no Pole should ever be refused work in the Mine and consequently the garden-island has become a Polish retreat. The Siscoe Mines, although appealing strongly to the imagination, are however eclipsed in size and importance by the Perron group, the last mines which we were able to visit before turning homewards. The Northland ' s great need of communication with the outside world is being met by a railway, which was completed last autumn, from Montreal, through the entire district to Rouyn and by a section of the Trans-Canada highway which is expected to be opened this Spring. There is an atmosphere in the Northland which pervades everything; an atmos- phere of freshness, of youth and of adventure; an exhilarating, captivating spirit that enthralls everyone. It was with keen regret and high hopes for a speedy return that I said Farewell! to this wonderful Canadian North of ' golden ' promise. Allana Reid, Matriculation I, Barclay House. [28] SAILING The bow cuts through the foamy waves As billowy clouds roll by: The massive sails reflect the sun. The wind is blowing high — Through oceans rough, my vessel glides, With water splashing o ' er her sides. The sky is of an azure blue. The sails so fresh and clean; It makes me want to sail for ' aye Amidst the glorious sheen. We sail along through salty spray To distant countries far away. Mary Holden, Form Va, Riddell House. TOO LONG . When I can watch a sunset, And casually, ' Vivid ' ! say. When I can see a sunrise. And merely call it ' day ' , When I can see a star fall. And think ' Astronomy! ' I shall not want to live I shall not want to see. When I can think of mountains In terms of iron mines. When I can see a grape-vine And count the cost of wines. When I can see an oak-tree. And ask, ' How hard? How strong? ' Then I shall shout to Heaven, You ' ve let me live too long! Elsie Krug, Matric. I, Ross House. THE SUN-TAN CRAZE AFTER the summer holidays are over and we settle down to our winter duties, the subject of conversation for most people, is his or her newly acquired tan. It is the pride of his summer souvenirs, something to be remarked on and speculated about. Young and old all seem to have the desire, either openly or secretly, to become a beauti- ful golden-brown on their vacation. It seems a rather barbarous custom, to become brown in the sun and one that some [29] people would look upon as inexplicable. Those few, then, have never seen, or admired the lovely olive skin of men and women of eastern countries, or that particular shade of dark skin that looks so well in evening clothes. It is true that the pink and white com- pexion of the English lady, with shoulders as of carved marble is in many ways as beautiful. But we seem to be a hardy race and the person of the lily-white complexion, in summer, is either anaemic or a sissy . So we live for hours in the hot sun, turning from side to side, as a marshmallow . is toasted, getting drowsier and drowsier until at length we fall asleep and wake up hours later just plain burned. However, there is no denying that a sun-tan improves many peoples ' appearances. The outdoor man and girl are in their element and many of their weaker cousins glow in a tan. The blonde who tans is greatly admired and envied. Then there are those who carry everything to an extreme, including their sun- bathing. These people are the kind we look at twice in the summer wondering whether they were born like that and once were pickannies. There is also the poor soul who goes through agonizing tortures in the summer just because she burns a lobster red without any semblance to a tan. These people spend a great deal of time, money and effort concocting various formulas to pour over them- selves while in the sun. In the end they just stay white, burn or freckle but at any rate spend most of the summer looking shiny and feeling sticky. Clothes manufacturers have taken advantage of this sun-tan craze and beach ensembles are becoming scantier and scantier. The girls used to tuck the shoulder straps of their swim suits back so they could tan evenly but now they do not have to bother as we have, of all things, strapless bathing suits. Each year there is so much less mate- rial, more detail to summer clothes, that many right thinking people are becoming worried. I wonder if someone should start a keeping- white campaign, would clothes cover more of the human body. It sounds plausible and what a boon it would be to those who do not tan ! Personally I am the poor soul who becomes a shiny red with a disgusting smatter of freckles covering the entire face. I am resigned to my fate now and do not even try to become fashionable, but instead, stay under beach umbrellas and explain, rather weakly, that at least I am being different. Marilyn G. Mechin, Matric. I, Barclay House. SOUTHWARD HO! AFTER a great deal of preparation and excitement we were at last on the boat at Boston. It was a dreary cold day with very little snow, and thousands of sea gulls gliding, soaring all around the ship. Before we knew it, the whistle had gone and all visitors ashore came over the microphone. Hurriedly our friends wished us a Bon Voyage , then we slowly sailed out to the Atlantic — to Bermuda followed by crying sea gulls. We arrived at Hamilton Harbour, Bermuda, the most northerly group of coral islands in the Atlantic, after two glorious days at sea. We spent a delightful day visiting the Aquarium, which has one of the world ' s largest and finest collection of marine [30] tropical fish and also a small zoo. Then we went for a ride in a carriage over the narrow coral stone streets. The white-roofed houses in Bermuda are very quaint; they are made of limestone and painted pink or white and set among green cedar hills and gardens. Bicycles are extremely popular in Bermuda, cars being prohibited except for govern- ment purposes. The dazzling whiteness of house tops is not merely for effect. Roofs must be limewashed at least once a year because most householders receive their water supply from the rain that falls on them, and drains into covered tanks, frequently! inspected by health authorities. Far too soon we were again on our way to Nassau. Nassau a small Bahamian Island is especially noted for its famous Marine Gardens, which we went to see in glass bottomed boats. Afterwards we went swimming at Paradise Beach where the water is so clear, warm and such a gorgeous colour. As one enters the Nassau harbour, one particularly notices the small fishing boats which border the shore. Leaving Bermuda and Nassau far behind us, we at last arrived at Jamaica, the Pearl of the Antilles or the land of sunshine, banana and cocoa-nut trees. Jamaica is an attractive island with beautiful mountains and foliage. There are very few white people in Jamaica; many are coloured, and all the grocery stores and laundries are owned by Chinese. We took a glorious motor trip around the island visiting the old capital Spanish Town , then after climbing Mt. Diablo which is twelve thousand feet high, we reached Moneague, a little village buried in the mountains. Through Fern Gulley to Ocho Rios or Eight Rivers which is famous for its water falls and scenic beauty. Along the north shore passing many sugar estates, we finally reached Montego Bay, popular for its excellent bathing at Doctor ' s Cove . After driving sixty miles of narrow dirt roads up hill and down valley we at last arrived at Mandeville, a delightful village in the orange grove district. Hotel accommodations through the island are excel- lent. After staying two days in Mandeville we returned to Kingston to prepare for our homeward trip back to Boston. Our holiday was soon over and sadly we bade farewell to the island of flowers and sunshine, feeling that Jamaica, the Pearl of the Antilles was undoubtedly our choice. Molly Brown, Form Va, Barclay House. [31] GRANDMOTHER ' S PINK COAT WHEN I was about four years old my father decided to make some advanced medical studies at the universities in Budapest, Edinburgh and Vienna, and to take his family wit h him. Unfortunately I was too young to appreciate this and nothing remains in my memory of the years spent abroad except one event which stands out very clearly. It appears that when I was young I took great delight in the clothes of my elders and particularly in my grandmother ' s old-fashioned corsets, whose lacings and hooks fascinated me. Although I was allowed to try on other clothes occasionally, the corset was forbidden. One morning however the temptation was too great. I decided to carry off the pretty pink coat and, in order not to be seen, planned to put it on in the street. I quickly put on three sweaters because I remembered having been told somewhat vaguely that the coat was supposed to hold something in, and quietly took the corset and slipped out of the house. Soon I was proudly marching down the street in my new finery with the garters dragging in the dust, quite pleased with what I thought were the admiring glances at the amused passers by. But alas ! the nasty old policeman standing at the corner soon spied me and bundling me under one arm and the prized corsets under the other returned me in tears to my surprised family. Jean Donnelly, Form Va, Ross House. SEA-DREAMS Where the blue-green breakers dash Long white foam lines to the shore. Where on rocks the high waves splash Sparkling veils of foam, and roar Against their foot steadily: That is where I long to be. Where the waving grasses sway On the rolling dunes of sand. Where the quick sandpipers play On that distant golden strand Which meets with the noisy sea: That is where I long to be. Where the silver gull is seen. Winging o ' er the brilliant deep. Where the clouds slow-drifting dream. And the moon seems fast asleep, Where the sun makes gold the sea: That is where some day I ' ll be. Heather Campbell, Matric. I, Ross House. [32] AN UNEXPECTED THRILL WE had enjoyed every minute of our stay in Washington. The weather couhl not have been more glorious nor our surroundings more interesting and although we had gone to bed thoroughly tired we woke each morning filled with the desire to feast our eyes on the beauties of the magnificent memorials, buildings and parks. Many of the most important phases of American history became real to me. I had seen pictures of the Lincoln Memorial, Washington ' s Monument, the Capitol and George Washington ' s home at Mount Vernon but I had not fully realized their beauty of design. The noble grandeur of the Lincoln Memorial impressed me tremendously. I was sad when the time arrived, all too quickly, for our return to New York and Montreal but had to console myself with the thought that all good things must come to an end. We took a taxi from the hotel, as I thought to the station and you can imagine my surprise when the car drew up at the Washington Airport. A new thrill was in store for me ! We were going to fly to New York. My heart leapt with joy when I saw the huge aeroplane glistening in the sunshine, its engines being warmed up ready for flight. We stepped into the plane and were soon followed by the pilot, commander and steward. The door was closed and my first experience of flying was about to begin. We were strapped to our seats and the motors changed their tune to a drone as we gathered speed on the runway. It seemed an age before we left the ground and I began to think we should never rise when I suddenly found that we were a few feet in the air and steadily rising. I was terribly excited by the novel sensation. Washington looked like a toy town and the rivers like blue ribbons. The horses seemed no larger than dogs and the automobiles no bigger than beetles. The sky was scattered with fleecy white clouds and our vision was obscured as we climbed through them. I think it was the most inspiring sight I have ever seen as I saw. the fantastically shaped clouds, like the most delicate lace, floating beneath me. When we landed at Baltimore where some passengers disembarked and others took their places, we noticed that it had been raining. We had escaped the shower because we had been flying above the rain clouds. As we circled the landing field with the engines silenced and we began to descend, I fe lt as, I think, a bird must feel as he swoops down and alights on the branch of a tree. It was to me a pleasant sensation although I can imagine that some people might feel as if they were dropping into a bottomless pit. We were soon away again and after one other descent arrived at Newark where we trans- ferred to a bus and drove into New York. We left that night for Montreal and the thrill at my first aeroplane flight was over. It had faded into a never to be forgotten memory, Dorothy Turville, Form IIIb, Riddell House, [33] THE LONELY GULL Above the sea a silver-winged gull Is flying low, circling and gliding, swift As the sunbeam that gold-tips all the waves That crash with never-ending roar on rocks That stand unmoved and silent ' gainst the sea. Heather Campbell, Matric. I, Ross House. THE ATTRACTION OF THINGS THAT ARE OLD THERE is ever an attraction in the things that are new. What a thrill it is to get a new dress or hat, to visit a new vicinity, or to make a new acquaintance. Most new things have about them a charm that cannot be explained; but what of the things that are old? They, too, have a fascination, but of a different sort. We approach a new thing with a kind of excited anticipation, but a thing that is old calls forth a feeling that is akin to reverence and awe. It is hard to account for the attractiveness of the old. Yet, it seems to me that there are two elements that stand out prominently in the appeal they make to the mind. First, they are rich in associations. Why do we cherish the smallest trinket that has been handed down to us from proceeding generations? Is it not because they have associations that are dear to us and which seem to link the present to the past? It is for similar reason that we collect antiques and visit places with historical backgrounds. The tourist in Montreal does not generally go out of his way to see the modern buildings, beautiful though they may be, but rather wishes to visit the Old Fort, the Chateau de Ramezay and such quaint structures which tell of bygone days. In fact, it is the associations of the Old World which makes it more interesting than the New. Time has not yet had a chance to enrich the traditions of the Americas; but on the shores across the sea, we find [34] Each gray old rock a grand historic thing. Each bright wave boasting it hath borne a king Undying footsteps on each sandy beach, Each old wave vocal with historic speech. In the second place, old things attract us because they have about them a friendly atmosphere. An old building is always more inviting than a new, no matter how inviting the latter may be. Antiquity seems to add cordiality as well as veneration to a church. A new church may be bright and cheerful, and, indeed, very beautiful, yet as we enter it we experience a sensation of strangeness and do not feel quite at home. How different is an old church that has stood at least a hundred years! Every stone seems to tell ot the holiness of the place, and warns us to be reverent. A friendly spirit usually prevails, and the complete stranger feels very welcome. Friendliness of a similar sort is seen in the ancient village with a little old inn. What an enticing picture it presents! There are yet, however, other things that are sweetened by age. New books are nearly always attractive, but old books, provided they, are not dilapidated, have a greater appeal. As you read them you think of the numbers of people who must have pondered over those same pages before you and felt the same enchantment. Although you may not have met them nor even know who they are, you cannot help feeling towards them a mutual brotherly bond. Perhaps the friendly element of the old is seen most clearly in friendship itself. It is always delightful to meet new people and make new acquaintances; they all add to the richness of life, but when we are lonely or in trouble, it is to our old friends that we turn. As John Seldon says in one of his essays, Old friends are best. King James used to call for his old shoes; they were easiest for his feet. Mary Pickup, Form Vb, Ross House. THE JOYS OF WINTER? Do I like Winter? I often wonder. Do I like to be cold And nearly snowed under? Do I like to go skating? When I fall so hard Do I like to go skiing? And get myself jarred. Do I like to get up When it is still dark? Or walk the dog Through the snow-drifted Park? Do I like wearing woolies That itch my skin? Or going out in Winter To see country kin ? Do I like these hard tasks? And others that are dumber? Thanks! If you don ' t mind I ' ll take Summer. Betty Curran, Upper Va, Ross House. [35] IMPRESSIONS OF ENGLAND ABOUT two years ago my mother and I went over to England for the Summer months. The journey over was filled with interest for me and though it was rain- ing when we arrived at Southampton, my ardour was not in the least dampened. We went straight to London and as we went from Waterloo to Victoria Station on our way down to Canterbury, I had my first drive in a cab. I could barely control myself when we passed over Westminster Bridge and I saw the Parliament buildings — the Thames — Big Ben and then Westminster Abbey. Everything was a confused but delight- ful blur in my over-burdened mind. The train proved another novelty— it was so different from Canadian trains. I saw Rochester Cathedral on the way and then — Canterbury. Those first impressions and sensations are unforgettable, and, I think, more important than all others. No matter how many times I may or may not see those places again I shall always feel a slight sense of my first thrill. Canterbury was a gold mine of historical interest and I loved every moment of my stay. London found me breathless and left me to this day with a desire to live there. Plays, Churches, the Abbey, the Tower, London Bridge — all were reviewed with grow- ing interest. I spent hours walking up and down the Mall between St. James and Buck- ingham Palace trying to see King Edward and finally was rewarded with a smile and a raise of the hat for which he has my undying loyalty. Later we went down to visit relatives in Staffordshire where I was very interested in the pot-banks. We journeyed round the north of Wales and I looked at the sea and wished I could see Ireland. Then we came back again and went from Birmingham to Chester which I found a second Canterbury and almost as fascinating. [36] We came up to London again and spent some time there before leaving for Liver- pool and home. I disliked leaving London intensely and would have liked it less had II known then that I was fated to lie helpless for most of the stormy passage home. Since then my travelling has been limited to Quebec and Ontario but I have plans in which Browning and I share the same desire, Oh, to be in England — ! Marie Oliver, Matriculation I, Ross House. A STRANGE STORY AT a dinner party held in a country home in India a discussion arose between the gentlemen and ladies of the party, as to who had the most self control, men or women. The argument grew warmer, as neither side succeeded in convincing the other. It happened just at that moment, one of the men noticed the hostess whispe r to a servant. Soon the servant returned with a bowl of milk, which was placed in a corner. For a moment he was puzzled — then suddenly he recalled that he had once heard milk was used to attract cobras. Horrified he surveyed the room. There was no snake in sight. It must be under the table. He thought quickly. What should he do? Suddenly he said, Let us see who can remain still the longest. That should show us who has the most self control. Willingly the guests complied. Not a finger was lifted. After several moments from beneath the table came a deadly cobra crawling towards the bowl of milk. The danger passed, the guests didn ' t cease to praise the young man, congratulating him on his remarkable display of composure and quick thinking. Surely, remarked one gentleman, This is a good example of the superiority of a man ' s self control. But wait, said the hero modestly, Let ' s ask our hostess why she happened to have the milk placed there. Oh, said the hostess laughing, you see the snake was wrapped around my ankle ! Betty Grimley, Matric. I, Fairley House. APRIL FOOL! Yes, Spring is here at last, they said. And every one felt gay. Yes, Spring was really here, it seemed But that was yesterday. This morning I awoke quite late Arose refreshed from sleep, Looked out upon the Spring-time world. The snow was three feet deep ! Margaret Everson, Form IVa, Fairley House. [371 WINTER JOYS Snow upon the fields lies gleaming, With the sunbeams o ' er them streaming. Down the mountainsides come sailing Skiers without courage failing. Through the snow They swiftly go. Children on the hills go sleighing. Others are with snowballs playing. Skaters on the rink like dancing; Fancy skaters look entrancing As they skate Doing figures eight. Winter with the North wind blowing, With the snow-flakes gently snowing Makes one feel the joy of living In a land where Nature ' s giving Winter Joys For girls and boys. Mary Holden, Form Va, Riddell House. THE TRIP TO OTTAWA FOR a long time Mrs. Irwin had had the idea of taking forms 4 A and 4B on a history expedition to Ottawa. Finally on April 22nd it materialized and we got on the train excitedly chattering. With us were Mrs. Irwin, Mr. Milroy, a railway official who acted as semi-guide, Miss Roper and Mile Gabillet. It was a welcome change from the train, to get out at Ottawa. It drizzled a little at first, then it cleared up. We walked quickly to the Archives, where first we saw the large wood en model bf! Quebec made by Jean Baptiste Duberger in 1812. It had a prominent place at one end of the room with a painted background of clouds and farmland. We saw the Church of Notre Dame des Victoires, the Bishop ' s Palace, the Ursuline Convent, Laval University, L ' Hotel Dieu and Le Chien D ' or, a house on the steps of which Philibert was murdered by De Repentigny. Also in the same room were French and English coins, some so old, that they were almost smooth. Old stamps and dollar bills were interesting. There wjre even English eight pence and pound notes, and new $100 and $1000 bills. In another case there were lovely beaded Indian work. Some of us saw Brock ' s coat [38] in which he was killed at Queenston Heights. There were few people who saw everything as we had so little time. In a corner of a case were Wolfe ' s baby shoes. They only had four lace-holes and were roughly made of brown leather. With them were his despatch case with some plans in it, and a soldier ' s chess set. We saw Champlain ' s marriage contract, and many books about the Virgin Mary and a Dutch History of the New World. There was Benjamin West ' s picture of Wolfe ' s death and a drum of the rebellions of 1837-38. Also to be seen was a miniature Vimy Ridge Memorial and the first flag brought out here. Meanwhile one half of us had gone upstairs to see the maps; now we changed over. There were old maps and pictures of Montreal. There was a good view from a window of a big German gun and a freight boat waiting to go up the river. We were very sorry to go, as we had to be on time for everything or we might mies; the train. So we went to lunch in the Parliamentary Buildings. On the way we passed the new War-Memorial. The dining-room is long with a good view of the city. There seemed to be a lot of building being done. We saw a daughter-in-law of Mrs. Black, the Yukon M.P. and many delegates of the Liberal Convention. After a delicious lunch, we had a short speech from Mr. Walsh, the M.P. for Mount Royal, in the Railway Committee Chamber. THE FOURTH FORM IN OTTAWA [39] Then we went to the House of Commons which is not so resplendent as the Senate. Some of us sat in the different desks. We went also the Reading-Room where all the Canadian newspapers can be read, and the library where it would take ages to read thei books for there is tier upon tier of them. We saw where the Book of R emembrance will be when it is finished, and the wonderful room in which it is placed with the great battles of the War engraved in stone on the stone wall. The Senate is very quiet — rather like a church, with red carpeting and many coats of arms on the walls. We saw the King ' s chair behind that of the Speaker ' s, in which he will prorogue Parliament. The Lobby has a stained-glass ceiling. Most lovely of all was the Peace Tower. When we came in to lunch, we heard the carillon, and when we came out again, the guide showed us the points of the compass and the wavy band of black marble which represented the sea around the central pillar. Altogether it was a very successful trip and we are very grateful to Mrs. Irwin and Mr. Mulroy for their efforts to make our trip a happy and educational one. Elizabeth Ann Hay, Form IVa, Barclay House. URING the tour of the Metropolitan Opera, I wonder if any of you have any idea I J how many people are taken from local vicinities for the mob scenes and of what goes on back stage. When the Metropolitan Opera was recently presenting Aida in Boston, my brother was fortunate enough to procure a position on the stage and I would like to tell you his story as he told it to me. We were told to be at the opera house at seven o ' clock in the evening and at six forty-five we were there, he began. At exactly seven the doors opened and we, alongj with a hundred other extras filed in showing our passes. There were mobs of people trying to get in and for extra late numbers, people were taken from that crowd. The two singers of the evening were Giovanni Martinelli and Madame Rethberg who had the dressing rooms on the first floor bvit we, not being quite as important as they, had one big room on the fifth floor. As soon as we got there a fat, little man came in to fit us for costumes which we put on immediately. And would he get angry? He started shout- ing and yelling at everyone until he turned scarlet. Well, we were soon ready and down we went to the wings and you have no idea of the confusion which was reigning there. Now remember we had no kind of a rehearsal before this. At the beginning of the second act we all marched onto the stage in uniforms and carrying spears. We marched right around the stage and up to the back where we stood. I was on the end nearest the wing and from there a man called to me and said, Watch me and when I raise my hand, all lower your spears. So I passed the word on and we did as directed. Now all I had to do was stand and so I watched the rest of the A NIGHT AT THE OPERA. [40] opera. We couldn ' t see into the audience any further than the first row hecause of the strong foot-lights but it was a very queer sensation knowing the audience could only see the natural part of the scene and hear only the singers ' voices and the music while all around us was a continual buzz and chatter. The extras on the stage were supposed to be talking about the war when they really were just conversing naturally as in every-day life. I looked into the wings and there was a man atop a ladder directing the singing chorus on the stage. Then down in front of the stage was a small hole where crouched a man. I watched him and finally realized what he was doing. The two main singers, Martinelli and Rethberg were near him and as they sang one line he would be reading the next to them so they would not forget it. While I was entranced watching this, the man again called from the wings, When I give you a signal, turn right and march along the stage. This we did and the act ended. Then we watched them changing the scenery and I ' m sure I don ' t know how they knew so quickly which canvases to use. There are literally millions hanging from the ceiling and stacked along the walls and a hundred stage hands moving them. Well, after awhile we went up and changed and as we passed the ticket office we showed our passes and collected one dollar each, but I am sure the experience far ex- ceeded the value of a dollar in interest and educational worth. Helen Leavitt, Form Vb, Ross House. [41] TRAP ' HOUSE NEWS TRAFALGAR 1 9 3 8 - 3 9 ROSS HOUSE WINS MUSIC COMPETITION The Music Competi- tion between the four houses was held on April 25th with Miss Blanchard from the Study acting as judge. It was very much en- joyed by all and showed much promise for next year. The results were as follows : TOTAL 200 PTS. 1. Ross 172 2. Barclay 171 3. Fairley 164 4. Ridden 159 Results in each group were as follows: PIANOFORTE SOLO 1. Fairley 2. Ross 3. Barclay 4. Riddell INSTRUMENTAL GROUP 1. Ross 2. Barclay 3. Fairley 4. Riddell SINGING 1. Barclay 2. Ross 3. Riddell 4. Fairley The Music Trophy presented by Miss Strawbridge was given to Ross House. EXHIBITION OF NEEDLE WORK HELD On March 3rd an ex- hibition of needle work was given bythe Houses under the direction of Miss Hicks. Each House was well represented by a table of articles including among them booties bonnets, and sweaters for babies, dresses, scarfs, mittens, socks, stuffed toys, dressed dolls, and afgans made from blocks knitted by the girls of the Houses. On the whole the exhibition represented much effort on the parts of the girls and was a beautiful exhibition of fine handiwork. The articles are to be given to Miss Hazel for children in the West of Canada. BARCLAY AND ROSS HOUSE EACH WIN SPELLING BEE In the spelling bee held in the First term the Barclay team dis- tinguished itself by de- feating the teams of the other houses. Peggy Capps of the Barclay team succeeded i n spelling down all the members of the oppos- ing team and carrying off honours for her House. In the spelling bee of the second term Ross House came first. Elsie Krug of the Ross team succeeded in defeating Marilyn Mechin of Bar- clay House after a very close competition. GENERAL KNOWLEDGE TEST HELD In the first term the school participated in a general knowledge test. Those who showed themselves to be well informed by doing well, INTER-HOUSE BASKETBALL MATCH RESULTS IN VICTORY FOR RIDDELL HOUSE The end of the basket- ball season was finished off by an Inter-House Match. Teams were chosen from the mem- bers of the Houses, and each team played the team of every other House. The games were most exciting and were a dis- play of good fast bas- ketball. Riddell House came first winning four out of four games. Ross came a very close second winning three out of four games. received marks for their Houses. All the Houses gained a considerable number of points, though the exact num- ber has not been de- clared. [42] LA BRAVOURE DE MADELEINE DE VERCHERES DE tous les contes dans Fhistoire du Canada frangais, je ne crois pas qu ' il y en ait un qui soit plus interessant ou plus joli que celui de Madeleine de Vercheres. Vercheres etait un fort situe au bord du fleuve Saint-Laurent a I ' endroit meme oii le village de Vercheres se trouve aujourd ' hui. II y avait un blockhaus pres du fort, et une route couverte les joignait. Le matin, vingt-deux octobre 1692, les habitants travail- laient aux champs et personne ne se trouvait dans le fort, a 1 ' exception de deux soldats, deux jeunes gargons, un vieillard de quatre-vingts ans, et plusieurs femmes et enfants. Le Commandant etait a Quebec, sa femme etait a Montreal, et leur fille Madeleine, qui avait quatorze ans, etait au quai, pas loin du fort. Tout a coup elle entendit une fusillade dans la direction ou les planteurs travaillaient, et un serviteur cria: Courez, mademoiselle! Courez! Voici les Indiens! Elle se pre- cipita dans le fort pendant que les boulets sifflaient autour d ' elle. Elle commanda, Aux armes! Aux armes! esperant que quelqu ' un sortirait Faider; mais personne ne vint. Les deux soldats avaient eu tres peur et ils s ' etaient caches dans le blockhaus. Alors Madeleine alia au blockhaus ou I ' on gardait les munitions, et elle y trouva les deux soldats. Tun cache dans un coin, et I ' autre se tenant debout avec une allumette allumee a la main. Qu ' allez-vous faire de cette allumette? demanda-t-elle. Allumer la poudre et nous faire sauteur tous, repondit-il. Vous etes un poltron miserable, dit-elle. Sortez d ' ici. Alors elle prit un fusil et dit a ses freres, Combattons jusqu ' a la mort pour notre patrie et notre religion. Ses deux freres ages de dix et de douze ans, aides par les soldats, qui se sentaient inspires a ses paroles, se mirent a tirer sur les Indiens. Ceux-ci, ne sachant pas la faiblesse de la garnison, n ' oserent pas attaquer le fort, et commencerent a chasser et a massacrer les gens dans les champs avoisinants. Bientot un canot s ' approcha du quai. C ' etait un colon appele Fontaine, qui tachait d ' atteindre le fort avec sa famille. Les Indiens etaient encore tout pres et Madeleine eut peur que ces etrangers fussent tues, si personne ne les aidait. Se mefiant des soldats, elle alia seule au quai. Les Indiens supposerent que les Frangais avaient envoye cette jeune fille toute seule pour attirer les Indiens vers le fort et alors faire une sortie sur eux. Quand Fontaine et sa famille eurent debarque, ils marcherent au fort si audacieusement que les Indiens n ' oserent pas les attaquer. La nuit, Madeleine assembla sa troupe, formee de six personnes, et leur inspira du [43] courage. EUe envoya Fontaine et les deux soldats avec les femmes et les enfants au blockhaus, et elle-meme, le vieillard, et ses deux freres se chargerent du fort. Toute la nuit, malgre le vent, la neige et la grele, on pent entendre entre le fort et le blockhaus le cri, Tout va bien. Les Indiens crurent que le fort etait rempli de soldats, et s ' enfuirent. Enfin le jour se leva, et, avec lui, Fanxiete de la petite garnison disparut. Fontaine dit qu ' il ne quitterait jamais la place tant que Madeleine y resterait. Elle declara qu ' elle preferait mourir que de I ' abandonner. Apres la mort de cette heroine, on eleva sa statue que Ton pent voir aujourd ' hui dans la village de Vercheres sur la route entre Montreal et Sorel. plus important est la Banque de Montreal. Dans la rue Notre-Dame, qui est parallele a la rue St- Jacques et qui longe aussi la place se trouve la vieille eglise Notre-Dame qui ressem- ble a une cathedrale. Le statue de Paul de Chomedy, Sieur de Maisonneuve est au milieu de la place. Cette statue a ete faite par le sculpteur canadien Louis Philippe Hebert et elle fut posee en mil neuf cent cinq sur la place d ' Armes. Le piedestal de la statue est en ciment et aux quatre coins sont assises quatre statues, quatre compagnons de Maison- neuve: Maisonneuve et ses amis sont en bronze. Le heros est debout sur le piedestal et il tient un drapeau. II porte une longue jaquette jusqu ' aux genoux, de grandes bottes et un large chapeau. Maisonneuve, avec un petit groupe de compagnons a fonde une colonic qu ' il a appelee la Ville Marie de Montreal en 1642. Ce groupe d ' hommes etait parti de France Mary Pickup, Form Vb, Ross House. [44] en 1641, dans deux petits navires. lis ont fait face a beaucoup de dangers sur Tocean et dans ce pays. Les Iroquois les ont attaques plusieurs fois a Ville Marie mais le brave Maisonneuve et ses compagnons ont bati un fort et ils ont reussi a sauver la colonie. A cause de la bravoure de ces hommes, Montreal s ' est developpe et aujourd ' hui, c ' est la plus grande ville du Canada. Alors nous devons connaitre Maisonneuve et ne pas Foublier. Eleanor Tapley, Form IVa, Riddell House. VIEILLES MAISONS JE pense que les souvenirs les plus emouvants du Canada f rangais, ce sont les vieilles maisons de pierres qu ' on voit dans le sud de la Province de Quebec ou dans les Lau- rentides. C ' est dans ces vieilles petites maisons solides qu ' on voit reellement les habitudes des Frangais du Canada des epoques passees. On voit les anciens rouets a filer, les grandes bouilloires en fer, qui sont suspendues devant le feu; les beaux meubles qui appartinrent aux U.E.L. ' s a la fin du dix-huitieme siecle. C ' est pres de ces maisons aussi, dans les bois d ' erables, qu ' on voit comment on fait la recolte de la seve, dont on fait, le sirop et le Sucre d ' erable au printemps, quand la neige est encore sur la terre. C ' est dans ces maisons ou les gens resisterent aux Indiens, particulierement aux Iroquois, tres sauvages et cruels, qu ' ils sauverent le pays qui est devenu le leur. Les grandes et belles statues sont tres bien, mais j ' aime mieux les vieilles maisons de pierres des anciens pionniers, parce que ce sont les souvenirs les plus authentiques que nous avons d ' eux. Anne Murray, Form IVb, Fairley House. [45] UN MANOIR DE LA NOUVELLE FRANCE ANS toute la province de Quebec on trouve de nombreux vestiges de la colonisation Tout au bord des routes, de ci de la, on voit de petites maisons construites en pierres brutes que les premiers colons frangais arrachaient a la terre en la defrichant. Ces humbles habitations sont d ' une architecture simple et harmonieuse ! simple, car le temps etait precieux et 1 ' argent rare; harmonieuse, car on etait au dix-huitieme siecle. Mais le seigneur du pays se rappelait ses origines; le chateau de France oil son pere etait ne. Et il voulait continuer sur la terre, encore a peine colonisee, la tradition de gout, d ' art, de civilisation qui appartenait a son pays et a sa race. Alors, dans chaque seigneurie, s ' eleva le manoir, construit en pierres brutes aussi, comme les demeures plus humbles, mais de lignes plus etendues, avec une cour d ' honneur, un blason sculpte, comme il convient a tout manoir seigneurial. En sortant du village de St-Henri de Mascouche, de chaque cote de la route les champs s ' etendent, et a droite, ils descendent vers un petit cours d ' eau assez torrentueux au bord duquel s ' elevent le manoir de Repentigny et son moulin — Tous deux sont du dix- huitieme siecle, mais le moulin est plus ancien que le manoir. Les pierres grises battues par les intemperies, brulees par le soleil d ' un siecle et demi sont craquelees, rongees; mais elles n ' en sont que plus belles. Devant le manoir, les vieux ormes aussi ont vu les hivers glaces et les etes torrides — Ils sont hauts, tres hauts; ils repandent une ombre legere qui protege leur cher vieux petit manoir sans Faccabler — Et sur le cote, le jardin clos de murs, (les murs d ' autrefois) ; le jardin ou se promenait la chatelaine de Repentigny, oil elle se plaisait a cueillir des roses, des pivoines, des oeillets; le jardin est toujours la. C ' est un merveilleux petit jardin tout rempli de fleurs aux couleurs eclatantes et veloutees, aux parfums penetrants et doux. Et dans les vieux murs s ' ouvrent deux petites portes grillees qui sont une dentelle de fer forge. Sur I ' autre rive du cours d ' eau, la pente abrupte est sauvage — C ' est la foret cana- dieniie, sombre en ete eclatante en automne — Le manoir est frangais, le paysage est canadien — Chacun a garde son cachet et pourtant ils s ' harmonisent. Ce sont deux amis malgre leurs contrastes. Voila ce que Ton voit de la route — Un petit joyau frangais, un souvenir charmant et un peu melancolique du temps ou le Canada s ' appelait la Nouvelle France. W. JUGE. [46] LE CUVIER EN cinquieme, nous preparons une piece appelee Le Cuvier . Cette piece est une des farces populaires du moyen age, qui presentent des situations droles. Ce n ' est pas une piece longue mais je vous assure que toute la classe s ' amuse beaucoup a la pre- parer. II y a seulement trois roles — Jacquinot, sa femme et sa belle-mere. Jacquinot est un pauvre mari que sa femme bat toujours; il faut aussi qu ' il fasse tout le travail dans la maison. La belle-mere s ' accorde bien avec la femme; ainsi il faut que Jacquinot fasse tout ce qu ' elles lui commandent. La femme est g rande et vigoureuse avec une voix de crecelle. La belle-mere est une vieille seche et ridee qui parle d ' une voix chevrotante. La scene represente une cuisine; dedans il y a un grand cuvier pour la lessive, des tas de linge, des draps, etc. Le jour vient a peine de paraitre. Le pauvre Jacquinot a Fair a moitie endormi et on pent I ' entendre maugreer quelque chose entre ses dents, car il ne s ' est pas leve de bonne humeur. Puis, la femme et la belle-mere se sont levees et entrent aussi. La femme, d ' un ton tranchant dit a Jacquinot toutes les choses qu ' il faut faire ce ' jour-la — ecremer le lait, battre le beurre, tamiser la farine, petrir la pate — Le pauvre Jacquinot ne pent pas s ' en rappeler la moitie! Alors! dit la femme, ecrivez ce que vous devez faire, allez me chercher du papier et une plume. II faudra a I ' avenir faire t outes les choses qui sont ecrites! La femme et la belle- mere lui dictent la liste complete de ses devoirs. Meme, chaque fois que le bebe se mettra a pleurer, il lui faudra se lever pour le bercer, le calmer, et le nettoyer, et beaucoup d ' autres choses que le pauvre Jacquinot trouve impossibles. Puis, la femme, d ' un ton de commandement, dit a Jacquinot: Maintenant, Jacquinot, a I ' oeuvre! Ne restez pas la plante comme un poteau. Aidez- moi a tordre ce drap. Pendant qu ' ils tordent ce drap, Jacquinot, qui est menace d ' une gifle par sa terrible femme, se refugie derriere le cuvier. Sa femme le poursuit, se penche au-dessus du cuvier pour le frapper, manque son coup et — helas ! ! elle tombe tete baissee dans le culvert. Au secours! Jacquinot, au secours! Pour 1 ' amour de Dieu, mon cheri, donnez-moi main. Tirez-moi d ' ici ou je meurs. Jacquinot va lentement consulter sa liste et puis il dit Ce n ' est pas sur ma liste! Puis la belle-mere, attiree par le bruit rep ar ait: Au secours, maman. Je suis dans le cuvier. Tirez-moi d ' ici. Je vais mourir. Ah, tirez-moi d ' ici, mon bon mari. Je promets de faire tout ce que vous voudrez, de vous obeir toute ma vie, de faire tous les travaux du menage. Je vous le jure. Sur quoi jurez-vous? demande Jacquinot. [47] Je le jure sur le salut de mon ame. C ' est bien. Je veux bien vous sauver , et il la tire du cuvier, puis dans un geste de triomphe, il s ' ecrie. C ' est moi le maitre a present! Chacun son tour! Joan Sandilands, Form Vb, Fairley House. LE PLAISIR D ' ALLER EN SKI ArOCCASION des vacances de Noel et du nouvel an je vais ordinairement dans les montagnes Laurentides avee ma famille pour faire du ski. Cette annee n ' a pas fait exception. Le vingt-huit decembre nous trouva attendant impatiemment a la gare, avec une foule d ' autres skieurs qui portaient gaiement leurs costumes de ski, capuchons, casquettes et des chandails de toutes les couleurs. Le train s ' arreta a Shawbridge, Piedmont, Sainte Adele et Sainte Marguerite, qui sont les endroits favoris des skieurs, car c ' est la qu ' on trouvera de belles pistes, des sauts de ski et de belles vues. Pendant quinze jours nous restames a Shawbridge et tous les jours nous allames en ski, dans Fair clair et frais, faisant beaucoup d ' excursions cross country . Parcourir les champs, les forets et les rapides descentes des pentes en plein schuss , les mots me manquent pour decrire ce plaisir a sa juste valeur. Mais je sais que le plaisir ne pent pas etre egale. Jean Donnelly, Form Va, Ross House. [48J WAS ES MIR BEDEUTET, DEUTSCH ZU LERNEN WENN man eine neue Sprache lernt, entdeckt man neue Welten, neue Welten betreffend die Kunst, die Literatur und die Wissenschaft. Wir koennen dadurch lernen was ein anderes Volk weiss, ihre Art and Weise Denken besser verstehen. Weil Deutsch eine so wohlbekannte Sprache ist, entdeckt man neue Welten auch fuer uns die wir Englisch sprechen, denn Deutsch und Englisch sind verwandte Sprachen; viele Woerter sind einander sehr aehnlich, und also ist es ziemlich leicht Deutsch zu lernen. Es ist als ob man wieder sprechen lernt, wenn man eine neue Sprache studiert. In jedem Lande gibt es eine goldene Zeit. So auch in Deutschland. Friedrich Klop stock war der deutschen Literatur der Vater, und ihm folgten Lessing, der Lyriker Heine, Schiller der Dramatiker, und Goethe, der deutsche Shakespeare , dessen Dramen and lyrische Gedichte und Trauerspiele niemand uebersteigen kann. Obgleich Deutsch den Kehllaut hat ist es doch eine musikalische Sprache wenn sie einmal richtig gesprochen wird. Die Deutschen sind auf dem Gebiet der Medizin sehr klug; man sagt dass die deut- schen Aerzte zu den besten der Welt gehoeren. Deswegen, wenn man Medizin studieren will, so soil man Deutsch lernen. Und das Reisen ! Gewiss reist man um sich zu unterhalten, auch aber um zu lernen. Und versteht man die Sprache des Volkes in dem Land wo man reist, so kann man viel mehr lernen und verstehen als diejenigen die sich an die Dolmetscher abhaengen. Wie viel schoener kommen uns der Thueringer Wald vor, und alle die anderen Oerter worue- ber wir lesen, wenn wir drueben fahren, und alles was gesagt wird, verstehen. Lernt man eine fremde Sprache, so beginnt man die Einwohner anderer Laender zu verstehen, — ihre Ideale, ihre Ehrbegier, ihre Hoffnungen und alles was die deken und fuehlen. Erst dann hat man das Recht ein Urteil ueber sie auszusprechen. Elspeth Smart, Matriculation I, Riddell House. [49] Folgender Brief wurde waerhrend einer Pruefung, ohne irgend welche Vorbereitung, geschrieben. Mein lieber Sohn, Ich will eben vom Thueringer Wald abreisen, und ich bringe nach Amerika keine Familie mit. Es ist wahr dass die Leute sehr arm sind; sie sind auch sehr gut und ehrlich, und lieben einander sehr. Das ist warum sie nicht nach Amerika wollen. Ich begegnete einer Frau; ihr Mann kennt die ganze Puppenindustrie. Ich dachte dass sie gehen wuerden, weil sie mehr in Amerika verdienen wuerden, aber sie woUten est nicht. Warum? Der Buer germeister sagte ihnen: Wenn ihr die Puppenindustrie nach Amerika bringen, dann werden die Amerikaner die Puppen da machen, und die Fabrikbesitzer bier werden keine Bestellungen mehr bekommen. Dann werden die Leute im Thueringer Wald keine Arbeit mehr haben. Sie werden sterben. AUe die Einwohner des Doerfleins sagten diesem Manne dass die heim bleiben wollen. Ich moechte Menschen wie diese nach Amerika bringen ; aber ich versuchte es nicht nachdem ich hoerte warum sie nicht gehen wollten. Sie sind sehr arm. Selbst die kleinen Kinder arbeiten. Sie essen nur Kartoffeln und trinken Kaffeebruehe. Manchmal haben sie Geld genug, ein wenig Speck zu kauften. ' Sie arbeiten Tag und Nacht, und die Kinder koennen nicht spielen wenn sie wollen. Sie sind sehr fleissig, und auch gluecklich genug. Ich gab der Frau einen Dollar. Zu der Zeit dachte sie dass sie mit mir gehen wuerde; der Buergermeister hatte noch nicht mit ihr gesprochen. Als ich nach einer Woche bei ihr war, sagte sie dass sie mich nicht bezahlen koenne. Sie musste das Geld ausbezahlen. Sie wahr sehr schuldbewusst. Ich bin sehr traurig wenn ich die armen Leute hier sehe. Sie sind so blass, so schwach. Die Kinder wachsen nicht, und viele sterben. Jetzt muss ich meinen Brief zu Ende bringen. Wie geht ' s Dir? In einer Woche bin ich wieder bei Dir. Dein Dich liebender Vater. , Joan Clague, Form Matric. I, Riddell House. DIE DREI SCHWESTERN Es waren einmal drei Schwestern, Die waren klein und schoen; Sie waren in dem Walde Unter den B acumen zu seh ' n. Sie wohnten da sehr froehlich, Sie batten silberne Haar ' ' Welche im Winde flossen Lang, wunderschoen und klar. [50] Warum waren sie da denn? Sie fragen. Um zu seh ' n — Dass niemand darin eintrat, Sie mussten immer steh ' n. Denn Freya, Mondes Koenigin, Kam in den Kreis des Walds, Und ging die Blumen hinueber; Und schoen und auch weiss war ' s. Und die drei Schwestern ringten Sie um, und diese waren Nicht Maedchen, sondern frische Stroeme, die umfahren. Drei Wunderschoene Stroeme! Das schoene silberne Haar War ja der Schaum des Flusses, Und Freya macht ihn klar. Heather Campbell, Matric. I, Ross House. WIESBADEN WIESBADEN ist eine wunderschoene Stadt wie auch ein beruehmter Badeort. Es ist einer der aeltesten Badeplaetze in Deutschland. Die Stadt wurde von den Roemern wegen der heissen Heilquellen gegruendet. Heute kann man die alten roemi- schen Baeder immer noch sehen. Ich denke dass Wiesbaden eine der schoensten Staedte Deutschlands ist. Die Stadt liegt am Berge, und die Strassen sind wie Terrassen, eine ueber der anderen. Die Gaerten um die Haeuser sind voll Blumen, besonders Rosen, so dass die ganze Stadt wie ein [51] Rosengarten aussieht. Wegen ihrer schoenen Lage wohnen viele Auslaender, besonders Englaender, in Wiesbaden. Die Kaiserin von Russland ging sehr oft nach Wiesbaden wegen seiner Schoenheit wie auch wegen der Heilquellen. Da wurde also eine russische Kirche gebaut. In der unleren Stadt ist der Kursaal, mit einem grossen Parke umgeben. Dieser Park enthaelt einen sehr schoenen See; jeden Tag hat man Musik, — Konzerte im Freien, — und die Leute gehen auf und ab durch den Park und hoeren der Musik zu. An bestimmten Abenden werden grosse und wunderschoene Feurwerke gegeben, in der Naehe des Sees. Es ist ein Anblick den man nicht leicht vergisst. Ausserhalb der Stadt, auf einem Berge, ist ein Schwimmbad wo die Leute dem Wassersport in der freien Luft folgen. Auf der Rueckfahrt von diesem Schwimmplatz kann man den vergoldeten Dom der russischen Kirche sehen. Wenn ich Europa nochmals besuche, so werde ich sicher Wiesbaden wiederbesuchen. Man kann in jeder Richtung einen Spaziergang machen und es scheint dass es immer etwas Wunderschoennes zu sehen gibt. Liebe zu der Musik und zu der Schoenheit der Natur scheint in Wiesbaden einverleibt zu sein! Grace Wright, Matriculation II, Fairley House. EINE UNTERHALTUNG ZWISCHEN ZWEI MAEDCHEN Klara: Guten Tag, Gretchen, wie geht ' s? Gretchen: Ach, guten Tag, liebe Klara! Es geht mir ganz gut, danke schoen. Und wie geht ' s dir? Klara: Auch sehr gut. Letzte Woche babe ich dich gar nicht gesehen; wo hist du denn gewesen? Gretchen: Ich bin auf dem Lande gewesen; wir sind Skilaufen gegangen. Und du? Was hast du denn gemacht? Klara: Ich? Ich bin nach New York gefahren, und babe mich da koestlich unter- halten. Aber wo hist du gewesen? Gretchen? Ich bin nach Ste. Marguerite gegangen! Wozu denn haben wir Oster- fericn?! Ich bin da drei Tage geblieben. Es gab viele Leute da, und das Wetter war wunderschoen. Sa ' mir mal, hast du den Schauspielen waehrend deinem Aufenthalt in New York beigewohnt? Klara: Jawohl! Ich babe Hellzappoin gesehen. Es war ja aeusserst komisch. Wir mussten viel lachen. Es gab einen kleinen Bellhop der, das ganze Schauspiel hindurch, ueber die Buehne bin und her lief, immer fort rief: Lassen Sie Frau S. . . . rufen! Lassen Sie Frau S. . . . rufen! [52] Gretchen: Ach! das war ja sehr amuesant! Als ich in Ste. Marguerite war, habe ich mich im Alpine Inn aufgehalten. Ich bin Skilaufen gegangen, und bin Berg 60 mit der Hilfe der Schlepptaue hinabgelaufen. Ich bin leider mehrmals gef alien; fuer mich war das nicht so amuesant. Klara: Die Zuege kommen Sonntag Abend oft sehr spaet an, sagt man; ist dein Zug spaet angekommen? Gretchen: Nein. Auf der Rueckfahrt ist alles ganz gut gegangen. Wir haben viel gesungen; auch haben wir Baseball mit einer leeren Flasche und einer Apfelsine gespielt. Der Laerm war wirklich furchtbar, aber alles war sehr komisch, und wir waren alle sehr lustig. Wohin gehst du jetzt? Klara: Ich muss jetzt eine Freundin aussuchen und bin schon sehr spaet, also . . . auf Wiedersehen! Gretchen: Auf Wiedersehen, Klara! Peggy Capps, Georgina Grier, Matriculation I, Barclay House. D£K KLEINE JOHflNN [53] HYMN Father, we thank Thee for the day And for the things that come our way, For our good home, our church, our school. Help us to live by the Golden Rule. Father, we thank Thee for our King, Who is coming in the Spring, And for the Queen, his gracious wife. May they have a happy life. Joan C. Lavis, Lower I. PRINCESS ELIZABETH ' S BIRTHDAY Her birthday is in April When the world begins anew; And all is young and fresh again, And people happy too. The twenty-firs t ' s her birthday. She ' s entering her teens. Soon she ' ll grow and take her place With England ' s famous queens. But now she ' s just a simple girl. With daily tasks to do; She has to learn besides these To be upright and true. [54] She ' s being very carefully taught, Her life is kept serene; For the princess of to-day Is Britain ' s future queen. Harriet Anderson, Upper IIa, Barclay House. TH£ 5Aifi sgjrch Sonq. A THE .im£ scorctt MAN I — i — — I- 6 CRY - INO, So - Ho- ho - — n r- — Ul — 1 rue um£ orcti. MM 19 = - IN • ■ v 5 4 J i ■ , J . = g 8y XKonne Brown ' LoW R I. TELEVISION DURING the Easter Holidays I had the privilege of seeing the new Television studios of N.B.C. in New York City. As Television is a very new science I will try to tell what I saw. The first room is one of exhibits of early Television apparatus; it is a room of very interesting things. The first object to be Televised was Felix the Cat . The men of the Studios consider that a very great honour to Felix. The reason they used Felix was because the black and white made a good contrast, and he never got sick and never needed any pay. You see the first picture of Felix, taken with the earlier apparatus, was very much blurred. As the apparatus improved, the picture of Felix improved and now it is quite clear. The progress through the exhibit shows how improved Television is over early apparatus. Finally we arrived at a modern receiver which looks very much like a modern radio except for the screen where the picture appears. In the room beside that, is the Television Camera. We took turns being Televised. You stand in front of great bright lights. They throw out a great deal of heat. There is scenery behind where you stand. I saw my Aunt, Father and Sister and they were very clear. The pictures are only in black and white. Then the person speaks; the voice comes through the radio very distinctly. [55] The new broadcasting station is on the top of the Empire State Building, also in New York City. Even from this great height Television waves will carry no more than one hundred miles. The Te levision waves go straight off into space and do not follow the curve of the earth; that is why the range of broadcasting is so limited. So that it will probably be a long time before Television is as common as our regular radios. Elizabeth Griffith, Upper IIa, Ross House. THE MONTH OF MAY Fair May is here and the flowers are out, Green plants begin to shoot and sprout. Jack Frost has gone away to stay. Afraid is he of the month of May. The birds all sing as they make their nests. And the world ' s full of happiness. In April there were many showers So May has brought us lovely flowers. Mary Grimley, Upper I. THE FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLE BEE ' npHE Flight of the Bumble Bee is a piece of music by Rimsky Korsakov. It makeh JL me think of a great, big, dog walking in the garden and sniffing ground near a bee. The Bee does not like it so he stings the dog, and says, ' T am a smart little bee, able to make my own home and my own food. I am so smart to be able to drive away such a big dog. I am so smart, so smart, so smart. — Oh! I must get my honey. Buzzzzzzzzzz ! The little bee is quite young and it is the first time he has stung a dog, cat or any- thing, so he should be proud of himself. After he finds all the honey that he can carry on that trip, he flies back to his hive and tells the other bees what he has done. They re very pleased and buzz very loudly but keep on gathering honey. Helen Ayer, Lower I. [56] AURORA BOREALIS Shafts of pale beauty Across the sky, Ghostly and silent Unfolding they fly. Lake mirrored, and sudden Shimmering of light. Dark shadowing the trees, So soon lost to sight. Susan Murray, Upper IIa, Riddell House. THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A SILK DRESS WHEN I was born I found myself wound around a silk worm. A man came and gathered me. He took me to a factory where I was spun, and made into a beautiful pink silk dress. Then my adventures began to make people happy. I was sent to a store, where I was bought by Mrs. Hurst for Veronica, her daughter. Veronica took me to St. Nelson ' s School where she boarded. Veronica got me when she was twelve years old. When Veronica grew to be fourteen years old she outgrew me. Mrs. Hurst gave me to Cecilia Smith. Cecilia loved me and wore me to many parties. After a few years I got some holes. Mrs. Smith darned me while Cecilia cried because I had some holes. When I grew to be a hundred years old I was taken to a museum where I lived happily during the rest of my days. JoHANNE Brown, Lower 1. THE SEASONS ( Two points of view ) WINTER O the glad winter ' s come once more. The tiresome winter ' s come again With lovely snow all white. You cannot run or leap ! Put on your clothes ! we ' ll have some fun ! The snow comes down so heavily now. To slide is my delight ! And sometimes it ' s so deep ! The lovely Spring has come. In gardens, shoots you see. And tiny little buds All green come from the tree. SPRING I do not like the Spring, The snow all melts away. You cannot do a thing I mean in sports and play. [57] I love the Summer bright, So pretty are the flowers, I find what time it is That passes many hours. The leaves are falling off the trees Orange, yellow, brown and red. There are so many that when they fall They make a nice soft bed. SUMMER The Summer is so hot! And it is here again. We cannot skate nor ski And often it does rain. AUTUMN The Autumn is so very dull It makes me almost cry. There ' s not a single thing to do The Summer ' s all passed by. Mary Munroe, Form Upper I. HOW THE SNOW WAS MADE LONG, long ago there was no snow. Instead, there was a hard, bitter wind. Up above the sky the Maker-of- all-things was very worried, because nobody would go out to enjoy the beautiful things he had made. At last he called a meeting of all the Sky- creatures. When Nicky and Neddy, the two baby clouds appeared, the others drove them away, so they decided to do things on their own. Then Neddy had an idea. They were going to jump off the edge of the sky. When they did this the north wind blew harder than it had ever done before, breaking the clouds into pieces. The pieces fell on the ground and turned into snow. The clouds had risked their lives in making the snow and from then till now every Sky-creature has treated a cloud with respect. The snow made the earth warmer and now human beings hardly ever freeze to death. Marion Fox, Upper I. THE BEAR AND THE HONEY There was a big bear. Who came out of his lair, Very hungry. [58] In the woods he did see, A very large tree, Full of honey. The bees saw the bear. And stung through his hair Oh so funny! So, instead of honey, He got a pain in his ' tummy ' Very funny! Helen Ayer, Lower I. A FAIRY STORY HE fairies were going to have a feast, and they were in two rows, along the path. In the air there were bees carrying lamps. Then came the King and Queen. The King thought that everybody was there. Then all of a sudden a fairy sat down at the mushroom table. Why are you late? said the King. I took my time, said the fairy. Get up and curtsey! cried the Queen. Why, said the fairy. To be polite, said the Queen. But I don ' t want to, said the fairy. To prison! To prison! cried the King. So the fairy was put in prison. Elizabeth Scrimger, Form Lower I. TWO LITTLE FUZZY ROUND BEARS Once upon a time in a dark dark forest. Lived two little fuzzy round bears. They romped and they played in the forest all day And they didn ' t have worries or cares. Brown, black and white with a great deal of might Were the two little fuzzy round bears. Wise they were in their play not to wander away And to always avoid any snares. At the end of the day all tired from play Came two little fuzzy round bears To mother at home all cosy and warm With food that she always shares. Cynthia Wilkes, Form II. [59] A DOG AND A CAT I am a dog. And you are a cat, We ' ll go to sleep And afterwards chat. I ' ll catch a rat, ■ And you a mouse. We ' ll do it all In the Haunted House. Joan Bayer, Lower I. THE DAYS OF THE WEEK Mondays are washdays Tuesday it ' s ironing; As everyone knows; Equally bad. And seem to be dreaded Sometimes the frills And are women ' s foes. Drive the housewives mad. Wednesday is mending; Thursday is dusting; Look at those hose. Kerchoo ! ! What dust ! How the holes get there This must be cleaned Nobody knows. It must, it must. Friday is cooking. Saturday is marketing. What shall I bake? What do I need? What! no flour? Apples and oranges. Then there ' ll be no cake. And carraway seed. Sunday is peaceful, And all is quiet. We go to church And benefit by it. Dagmar Johnson, Form Upper IIa, Riddell House. ULYSSES Ulysses, a warrior bold, (And a right cunning man.) When fighting with the Greeks ' gainst Troy, Thought out a clever plan. We ' ll build, says he, a wooden horse. And therein we will hide. The Trojans then will surely think We ' ve sailed with the tide. The horse is made, some men climb in And quietly they lie. [60] While the rest sail away and hide Behind an isle nearby. The Trojans they soon looked out. And then they shout with glee. For there ' s not sight of a single Greek Not all along the quay. But — when they all have seen the horse They stop the terrific din. They say, ' Tis a tribute to their gods. Come, let us drag it in. And when the happy day is o ' er. They settle down to sleep. They little know that from the horse Some men do quietly creep. The ships sail back, and soon the air Is filled with triumph cries. The Greeks have won, for the Trojan men Are taken by surprise. The battle ' s o ' er and all the Greeks Are very blithe and gay. But Ulysses will not reach his home. No, not for many a day. Barbara Ross, Form II. THE COMING OF THE KING AND QUEEN The King and Queen are coming. On the sixteenth day of May, When the streets will all be crowded. And the town will all be gay. When their Majesties arrive. They will tour all Montreal, Just nine hours they will stay. Both will wave and smile to all. The route is very long. And they cannot travel fast. In an open car they ' ll be. And we ' ll cheer as they go past. When the King and Queen have left us. We ' ll remember without fail. The visit that they paid us. When they traveled here by rail. Dorothy Burden, Form Upper IIa, Riddell House. [61] JUNloR5 xecbof W THE ROBIN HEN the Robin has found a place to stay, he sings to tell everyone that he has come. After two or three days a lady Robin comes and they decide to get married. After a few days the mother Robin has four blue eggs. Then the Cowbird comes and puts her white egg in the nest, because she is so lazy. The Robin does not like this so she drops it on the ground. Daphne Joan Andrews, Age 8. THE LITTLE BIRDS The little birds were on the trees. As I woke up in the morning. They made me feel so full of glee. To hear them sing at dawning. Marie Strathy, Age 9. A LITTLE CHICKEN Once there was a little chicken. Who was yellow, plump and wee. He was the nicest little chicken You ever did see. He had little orange feet. His beak was orange too, And his eyes were black and shiny When he looked at you. Patricia Dietz, Age 9. [62] MY DOG I have a little dog. He ' s as small as small can be. I really love him very much, And I think he loves me. He can ' t go out in winter. For the snow is much too deep. And so instead he stays indoors. And loves to sleep and sleep. Barbara Blake, Age 9. AN EASTER RABBIT ONCE there lived a rabbit, he was nine months old — he was so nice. He came to a hen on the night before Easter and asked if he could have some eggs for himself. The hen said: If you will get me some water, I will give you some. So the rabbit went off and got some water for then hen. Now you have to give me those eggs! So the hen gave the rabbit five eggs and off went the rabbit. Without saying a word he got a basket and put the eggs in it and hid it in a good place in a girl ' s bed. Ever after, all the girls and boys have a basket on Easter morning. AiLEEN Smith, Age 9. JOAN OF ARC TOAN lived in France. Joan was poor. She lived on a Farm. J One day when Joan was working with her Father, she thought she heard voices speaking to her. She thought for a while. Then she said to herself I wonder if these voices are good voices or evil voices. I think they are good voices. I ' ll see. So one day Joan went to the soldiers and asked for a white horse and armour. The head of the soldiers thought for a while. Then he said: Yes, soon Joan became the Leader. After that Joan and the soldiers won many battles. After a while Joan was captured and taken prisoner. At the eleventh Meeting the Bishop and Brother Martin decided to burn Joan if she did not sign a paper. Joan signed the paper. Then Joan asked for freedom. The Bishop said: No . I would rather be burnt than be in prison, said Joan. All right, said the Bishop. Joan was burned One night King Charles had a Dream. He saw visions of Joan. Diane Lillie, Age 8. (This was written as a direct result of Scenes from Joan of Arc , played at school by the Senior girls, and of stories from the life of Joan, which we told the children, in French and English, before they saw the play. — M.S.S.) [63] MISS PRUTSMANN AND MISS HOOD ON October 21st, Trafalgar day, we went up to the Gymnasium and Miss Prutsmann and Miss Hood played some music. Miss Prutsmann played the piano and Miss Hood played the violin. Miss Prutsmann was tall and Miss Hood was shorter. Some of the music was very fast and some was slow. Miss Prutsmann wore a black dress and a flowered cape and Miss Hood wore a blue and white checked dress and blue shoes. We were in the Gymnasium for about an hour and it was very nice. I wish my Uncle had been there because he likes music very much and he can play the violin very well. I am sure that we all liked it very, very much because it was very, very good music. Nancy Inglis, Age 8. FOLK-SONGS ON Monday, January 23rd, we went to the Gymnasium and heard Miss Maxwell-Lyte give us a Folk-song Recital. Mrs. Hawkins was the Accompanist at the piano. She sang us quite a lot of songs with actions and they were: — The Deaf Woman ' s Courtship ; The Potato Famine ; a Scotch Lullaby called Fidgety Bairn ; The Farmer ' s cursed Wife , with a whistling chorus; The Old Couple ; A Washing Song ; and The Frog and the Mouse. At the end she made a lovely circle with her skirt. We all enjoyed it very much and there was a lot of clapping. Then Miss Maxwell-Lyte and Mrs. Hawkins had a cup of tea in the living room with Miss Gumming. Jean Sinnamon, Age 8. THE QUEBEC MUSICAL FESTIVAL ON Monday 6th, we played our Rhythm Band at the High School. There were fifteen Bands in all. We played Fifth. They were all very nice but the Crippled Children won and they have a very nice Band, because they have been practising for a long time. The Judge said, In some of the Bands there were two Conductors and that was not good, because all the little girls and boys watched the Teacher and all the little girl was good for was the bow at the end. He said, Not to hit your Tambourine against your hand, to hit your hand against your Tambourine. Guy Drummond came second. Guy Drummond came first last year. In the Music Festival in singing, Trafalgar came third and the Crippled Children again won in this, so I guess they are very good. IsOBEL Thow, Age 9. [64] MUSIC is now taking a more important part in the life of the school. The musical competition between the Houses was a great source of interest, and we congratulate Ross House on being the winner. We are grateful to Miss Strawbridge not only for pro- moting this competition, but also for her kindness in giving the Trophy. Our heartv thanks too are due to Miss Blanchard who acted as our judge and gave us some very kindly and constructive criticism. Trafalgar Day was celebrated by a Recital given by Miss Hood and Miss Prutsman which was much appreciated. The Christmas term was brought to a close by a carol service on December the twentieth. It was attended by many parents and Old Girls who joined heartily in the singing. In January we had a most enjoyable entertainment given by Miss Eve Maxwell-Lyte. She sang and interpreted the folksongs of many lands, and we were amazed at what she was able to do with her long grey satin skirt. At one time with a clever movement she suggested a mother crooning over he baby, then she used it as a shawl for the melancholy Irish famine song, and finally as a Welsh washerwoman, kneeling by a brook, she hitched it round her waist, revealing a charming striped petti- coat. The Junior and Intermediate Singing classes entered the Quebec Musical Festival, and as usual enjoyed it very much. The School was delighted to hear that in the Senior Piano Duet Barbara Smith and Phyllis Armstrong came first. MEMORIES OF A MUSICAL COMPETITION . . . We are to have a musical festival between Houses, Miss Strawbridge announced this morning. We will have a choir, orchestra, and a piano solo. I don ' t like the idea of an orchestra, and I only hope we have some instruments. It will not take place till next term so we have plenty of time. . . . . . .We had our first choir practice today. I am supposed to conduct it. Heavens! It frightens me. I cannot get up there and show all those girls how to sing; I ' ll have to resign [65] or whatever you do. We have to sing that part song Oh Mistress Mine and some other ballad. We haven ' t thought of that yet. . . . We have been squabbling today over which song to choose of all the ballads. Some want the first and some the last. I don ' t mind particularly which as long as it does not drag. Oh Mistress Mine is dreadful. We can ' t sing it all. No one knows her part, not{ even I, I guess we had better hurry up. Time is flying. . . . . . . We still cannot choose our ballad. It is no use doing what the girls want. They ' don ' t know! Oh Mistress Mine was sung pretty badly because so many were absent, and the few that were there I could not hear. It has suddenly occurred to me that there is supposed to be an orchestra! . . . Anne Murray is conducting the orchestra, and I am playing the piano. We, have no instruments as yet, unfortunately. Very unfortunately! Lots of girls say they will do something, but what? Mistress Mine is improving but Miss Strawbridge says we should not sprawl on the floor. Peggy Clarke and I have decided to have the Galway Piper for our ballad, as it has plenty of swing and spring and (I hope) won ' t drag. We are getting on spendidly. . . . Anne and I are nearly frantic for we still have no orchestra or piece. We have made up and changed our minds a thousand times about the music. We are desperate now. The holidays are coming and we don ' t know what to do or how to do it. . . . I have at last found a piece; now all we have to do is to orchestrate it. We are having a percussion band where everyone hits drums and triangles and things. Our choir is really coming on beautifully, at least Mistress Mine is, but our Galway Piper! . . . Well, the holidays are over and the Day is drawing near, five days hence to be exact, and we have had two orchestra practices. We got our instruments from Miss Strawbridge as we went to her before the other Houses thought of going. At our choir practice we sang beautifully I thought; now if we don ' t disgrace our- selves on Tuesday, all will be well. Unfortunately, with our orchestra, all is not wel l. We are all so busy giving the poor conductor advice that we never get anywhere. How- ever this morning no one said anything, so we banged through quite creditably. . . . What a day Tuesday was! I woke up at eight o ' clock feeling nice and sleepy, but then remembered that it was the Day. We had a short orchestra rehearsal which went off badly, so that was a good omen, as most bad rehearsals mean good performances. Finally eleven-thirty came, and the quaking pianists went to the Assembly Hall and found Miss Blanchard and Miss Strawbridge seated at the Judge ' s table. We were attracted immediately to Miss Blanchard who was awfully nice to us. Then each of the pianistc ' played their piece. Then the whole School arrived and all the orchestra played. We were not last ! Next the choirs sang and we were last ! Altogether we came third, though, through a mistake we thought we came second. What fun we had that Tuesday ! I don ' t know why but I seldom have had as good a time and hope we soon may have another Musical Competition! Mardy McCurdy, Form IVb, Fairley House. [66] THE LIBRARY THIS year the resources of the Library have been variously extended. In the autumn term we received a gift of books from Mrs. Frith including works by Milton, Browning and Carlyle. Later Margot Seeley sent us a very diverse selection from the library of her aunt, Miss Seeley — travel, biography, history and fiction. Miss Bryan brought back some very lovely things from Europe — the nucleus of a French section, some beautiful books on art and three lovely casts of the Winged Victory, Atalanta, and Nefertiti. Miss Field has presented us with the Oxford Companion to Music — a gift of special interest in view of the House Music Competitions. Other works of fiction and of general and particular interest have been acquired during the year. The Library therefore has reason to thank all its friends and takes this opportunity of expressing its gratitude. Marily Mechin Jane Elliot Mary Lindsay A.llana Reid Elsie Krug Joan Patterson Nancy McKean Elspeth Smart Alma McFarlane Heather Campbell Georgina Grier Norma Osier Marie Oliver Jane Grimley Betty Grimley Margaret Thompson Peggy Orr Joan Clague Helen Greenfield Estelle Hargreaves Lorraine Fee Norma Burgess Marjorie Heward Elvira Holden Anne Jaques Betty Smith Mary Holden Peggy Clarke Joan Cassidy Marjorie Morgan Barbara Ann Smith Jane Jaques Joy Symons Joan Little Sybil Ross Margo Thornton Louisa Harrower Jocelyn Carter Jane Edwards Elizabeth Griffith FUND Margaret McFarlane Ann Stearns Dorothy Burden Mary Mitham Lois Carswell Grace Phillips Eleanor File Joan Forrest Maude Fox Betty Connal Margaret Burden Jean Donnelly Aileen Potter Agnes Grinstad Jeannie Atkinson Shirley Walker Anne Fox Peggy Foreman Lyn Berens Constance Cordell Norma Ferguson Ruth de la Plante Mary Lou Clarke Theodora Hubbell Peggy Laird Marian MacKinnon Ruth Kayser Ruth Parson Daphne Griffith Nancy Bruneau Joan Lavis Daintry Chisholm Rosamund Green Helen Ayer Barbara Watson Nora Corley Anne Johnson Elizabeth Scrimger Marilyn Potter Johanne Brown CAUGHT BY THE CAMERA [68] Jan Henry Joan Bayer Anne Richardson Eleanor Trenholme Patsy Scott Lorraine Marcuse Rae Hunter Ann Lindsay Diana Piers Lily Hall Noreen Haney Isabel Earl Jacqueline Levasseur Wendy Maclachlan Pamela Aird Frances Chase Drusilla Riley Barbara Ross Helen Fawcett Margot Hurd Geraldine Mackinnon Ann Rath Peggy Wilson Cynthia Wilkes Marilyn Richardson Jacqueline Holmes Patsy Holland Natalie Chisholm Marian Haney Bette Ward Grace Wright Molly Brown Barbara Grindley Elizabeth Hulbig Margery Campbell Janet Dixon Lorraine Cote Peggy Muir Marian MacMillan Elspeth Weldon Shirley McKeown Frances Patrick Barbara Say Margery Louthood Marjorie McBride Mardy McCurdy Ann Murray Betty MacKellar Marguerite Packard Anne How Betty Curran Eleanor Matthews Barbara Brodie Janet Hamilton Judith O ' Halloran Charlotte Robertson Helen Leavitt Elizabeth Maclaren Barbara Wickes Donna Merry Nina Lawes Margaret Roy Mary Stuart Grace Wurtele Isabella Wurtele Mary Pickup Carrol Walsh Joan Sandilands Nancy Taylor Phyllis Armstrong Audrey MacPherson Edith Mather Nancy Maclure Charlotte Scrimger Helen Tetley Elizabeth Johnston Jean Smith Shirley Young Phyllis MacPherson Dorothy Turville Ruth Taylor Dorothy Johnston Mary Milne Lois Tyndale Dorraine Thow Renee Bissonnette Jean Ruddick SCHOOL LECTURES HIS year we have had several interesting lectures. In addition to those mentioned in the Music Section, five others held our close attention. During the first term we had the privilege of a short address by Miss Hadow of Oxford University. Oxford, with its traditions of scholarship, had always seemed a place of dreams until Miss Hadow brought it into the realm of reality by her vivid descriptions of its ancient walls and by her tales of its strange legends. On February 7th we found ourselves in the land of Palestine, following the stories of the Old Testament as Mr. Crawley placed before our astonished eyes his moving- pictures of the Holy Land. For many years Archdeacon Gower-Rees has spoken to us on Armistice Day and Ash Wednesday. He always gives us something to think about, and we appreciate his visits on these days when he has so many other demands on his time. Another visitor to whom we have always given the heartiest welcome is Rev. George H. Donald. This year he came to bid us Merry Christmas on the last day of the term and in his kindly way made us feel that the holidays were really here. [69] THE HALLOWE ' EN PARTY N Friday evening October twenty-eighth, Miss Hicks and the members of Matricu- lation II held their annual Hallowe ' en party in the assembly hall. The Hall was most picturesquely decorated in keeping with the occasion. Orange! and black streamers were suspended from one end of the hall to the other and wherei they met in the middle. A gruesome skeleton was hung dangling over the heads of the guests. Owls, cats, bats and pumpkins added to the festive air. The guests of the evening, consisting of the Staff, Matriculation I, Form V and the Boarders, arrived about eight o ' clock. The party began with dancing and games, in which everyone took part. Then came the Grand March and the judging of the costumes. There were many different types, some original, some humorous and some artistic. Many characters were represented, including ladies and gentlemen from the French court, representatives from many countries, ghosts, Robin Hood and Maid Marioln, the devil and an angel, Felix the cat. Baby Snooks and numerous others. It was quite diffi- cult to make a choice. However the prize for the most beautiful was won by Marie Oliver and Judith O ' Halloran, as an old-fashioned boy and girl respectively, and the prize for the most original was awarded to the Wurtele twins, who came as the Prince and the Pauper. Miss Rushton, as the World, won the most original prize awarded to the staff and Miss Carroll, as an old-fashioned lady, won the prize for the most beautiful. The Beau Brummel of the evening was without a doubt. Miss Mussel in top-hat, white tie and tails. Supper was served at attractively decorated tables around the room. The Party continued to the strains of the waltz, fox-trot and the Big Apple; but the Lambeth Walk, led by Miss Roper and Miss Carroll, proved to be the hit of the evening. With the national Anthem and many thank you ' s a most enjoyable party came to a close. [70] SAINT JOAN SHORTLY after the Christmas holidays, the Trafalgar Dramatic Club under Miss Roper ' s direction put on the last two acts of Shaw ' s play. Saint Joan. Although all the parts but one are masculine, the play was successfully cast and acted by Fourth and Fifth form girls. Elspeth Rankine played the part of Saint Joan with amazing sympathy and virility — for such a profound character as that of the Maid . The Inquisitor, Constance Cordell, gave dignity to the trial scene. Connie ' s performance was the more commendable, for she acted before she had quite recovered from illness. Helen Leavitt, as the harsh and impatient Cauchon, formed a sharp contrast to the Inquisitor with his quiet voice and manner. In colour too she stood out with her scarlet cloak against a background of severe black and white clerical costumes. Jean Donnelly, as the unfortunate English chaplain, had very convincing hysterics. Her M.R.T. training stood her in good stead. Nina Lawes, as Ladvenu, the priest who wanted to free Joan, but was too tied to his church to come out and say so, gave the impression of sincerity. Patsy Dunton, the rollicking soldier had everyone in gales of laughter, even the timid, weak, but very human Dauphin, played by Carrol Walsh. Patsy did not act the part, she lived it. The supporting cast was up to the standard of the main characters. The play could never have been produced without Miss Roper ' s kind and expert direction. Miss Ridout ' s clever treatment of lighting. Miss Donkersley ' s help in casting and coaching, and Miss Hick ' s help with the scenery. Owing to this aid, and a talented cast, the play. Saint Joan, was one of the most successful we have ever had in the School. MISSION REPRESENTATIVES Matriculation I . . . . Allana Reid Matriculation II ... . Betty Smith Form Va Betty Curran Form Vb Mary Pickup Form IVa Joyce Macario Form IVb . Dorothea Wood Form IITa. . . . . . . Joyce Birks Form IIIb Mary Milne Form Upper IIa. . . . Dorothy Burdon Form Upper IIb. . . . Anne Richardson Form II Cynthia Wilkes Form Upper I Mary Grimley Form Lower I Joan Bayer [71] SCHOOL SNAPS [72] MISSION BOX COLLECTIONS THE Mission Collection this year has been an unusually large one, amounting to $76.40, and we have been able not only to meet all our obligations but also to send $20 to Dr. Grenf ell ' s Labrador Mission and $10 to a Fresh Air Camp. In December 1938, sixty-three girls became members of the Scripture Reading Union. Two meetings of the Missionary Representatives were held (March 8th, April 19th j in which the girls showed themselves enthusiastic and willing to cooperate. Receipts — Balance from Session 1937-8 $ 3.93 October 31st, 1938 52.35 December 7th, 1938 71.86 March 8th, 1939 59.30 April 5th, 1939 44.85 May 1st, 1939 43.98 Interest on Bank Account .13 $276.40 Expenditure — Federated Charities $100.00 Trafalgar Cot, Children ' s Memorial Hospital 140.00 Dr. Grenfell ' s Labrador Mission 20.00 Summer Camp 10.00 $270.00 Balance on Hand 6.40 $276.40 Allana Reid. [73] MATRICULATION I MARILYN MECHIN, 1933-39. ' ' Anything for a quiet life. Activities: Head Prefect. President of the class. Head of Barclay House. Secretary-Treasurer of the Mag . Favourite Expression: Oh Foo! Pet Aversion: People who speak about Pointe ox Trembles! Needs Most: Subway from Traf. to Pt. aux T. Pastime: Making thank you speeches. JANE ELLIOT, 1932-39. Let ' s do or die. Activities: Prefect. Vice-President of the class. Head of Barclay House. Editor of the Mag . First Basketball Team, 1938-39. Favourite Expression: There ' s a meeting at Break. Pet Aversion: Underclassmen who wear lipstick. Needs Most: To shout. Pastime: Applying adhesive tape. ALLANA REID, 1929-39. He Greek and Latin speak with greater ease Than hogs eat acorns and tame pigs peas. Activities: Prefect. Missionary Representative. Favourite Expression: Any mission money, girls? Pet Aversion: 82% in Greek. Needs Most: A large suitcase for her books. Pastime : Explaining Greek to Marie. ALMA McFARLANE, 1932-39. Journeys end in Lovers ' Meetings Every wise man ' s son doth know. Activities: Prefect. Head of Ross House. Favourite Expression: It ' s simply terrible! Pet Aversion: Having no one call for her. Needs Most: A little green car of her own. Pastime: Trying to get out at 3 P.M. on Wednesdays. ELSPETH SMART, 1930-39. She is little, but she is wise. Activities: Prefect. Head of Riddell House. Favourite Expression: It ' s really disgraceful! Pet Aversion: Riddell House ' s singing. Needs Most: A few inches. Pastime: Being a cheerful cherub. [741 MARIE OLIVER, 1933-39. ' 7 to her share some female errors fall Look on her face and you ' ll forget them all. Activities: Prefect. Head of Ross House. Gym Lievitenant. First Basketball Team, 1938-39. The Choir. Favourite Expression: I disagree. Pet Aversion: Charles Lamb. Needs Most: Sleep. Pastime: Boycotting Japan. BETTY GRIMLEY, 1937-39. Young in limbs, in judgment old. Activities: Prefect. Sub-Editor of the Mag . Games Captain. Second Basketball Team, 1938-39. Favourite Expression: It ' s so fruitless. Pet Aversion: People who criticise saddle-shoes. Needs Most: Clothes unlike Jane ' s. Pastime: Shagging with Jane. MARY LINDSAY, 1934-39. ' ' From the crown of his head To the sole of his foot He is all mirth. Activities: Prefect. Head of Fairley House. The Choir. Favourite Expression: Well, I thought it was funny. Pet Aversion: Being asked to explain her drawings. Needs Most: Toe shoes. Pastime: Flitting about. NORMA BURGESS, 1934-39. A kind and gentle heart he had To comfort friends and foes. Activities: Prefect. Favourite Expression: Does a ' — a -f-b? Pet Aversion : Doing cloakroom duty. Needs Most: A pound of flesh. Pastime: Having free periods. NORMA OSLER, 1935-39. Sigh ' d and looked unutterable things. Activities: Prefect. The Choir. Favourite Expression: Sh-h — Pet Aversion: Noisy girls. Needs Most: To live nearer Traf. Pastime: Muttering. [75] HEATHER CAMPBELL, 1935-39. It is not every question that deserves an answer. ' Activities: Prefect. Favourite Expression: What did you get, AUana? Pet Aversion: Geometry exams. Needs Most: Publisher for her poems. Pastime: Studying the dictionary. NANCY McKEAN, 1935-39. He was wont to speak plain and to the purpose. Activities: Head of Riddell House. Captain of Second Basketball Team, 1938-39. Favourite Expression: I know I failed (chuckle, chuckle). Pet Aversion: Having her picture taken. Needs Most: A new pair of black shoes. Pastime: Forging her way to make a shot. HELEN GREENFIELD, 1930-39. Heaven hath blest thee with a cheerful disposition. ' Activities: Head of Fairley House. The Choir. Favourite Expression: I don ' t know. Pet Aversion : Being called Tubby. Needs Most: A definite characteristic. Pastime: Returning purchases to Simpson ' s. ESTELLE HARGREAVES, 1928-39. And unextinguished laughter shakes the sky. Activities: Gym Captain. Vice Captain of the Athletic Association. First Basketball Team 1938-39. Favourite Expression: Ha, ha, giggle, giggle, (riotous laugh). Pet Aversion: People with no school spirit. Needs Most: More room on her tunic for badges. Pastime: Curling that lock of hair. JANE GRIMLEY, 1937-39. Her voice is soft and gentle, A virtuous thing in a woman. Activities: Secretary of the Athletic Association. Favourite Expression: I nearly died. Pet Aversion: Bugs in general. Needs Most: A superiority complex. Pastime: Blushing! [76] GEORGINA GRIER, 1930-39. She moves a goddess And she looks a queen. ' Activities: Art Representative for the Mag . Favourite Expression: What ' s the time, Helen? Pet Aversion: One man ' s family. Needs Most: A strand of hair out of place. Pastime : Communicating with Peggy. MARJORIE HEWARD, 1932-39. Her stature tall I hate a dumpy woman Activities: Second Basketball Team, 1938-39. Games Lieutenant. Favourite Expression: Coming to play baseball, Elvi? Pet Aversion: Being called Marion. Needs Most: To grow up. Pastime: Harassing Betty. ELSIE KRUG, 1937-39. Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn. Activities: Choir. Favourite Expression: I ' ll humour her. Pet Aversion: People who ask why she plays the cornet. Needs Most: Knee pads for skating. Pastime: Making witty remarks. PEGGY CAPPS, 1935-39. ' not budge an inch. Favourite Expression: Gee-e-e — Pet Aversion: The back of the classroom. Needs Most: A responsibility. Pastime : Trying to talk to Tootie. JOAN CLAGUE, 1934-39. The quiet mind is richer than a crown. Activities: The Choir. Favourite Expression : But I thought . . . Pet Aversion: Cicero ' s variations. Needs Most: Information Bureau. Pastime: Taking notes. [77] AUDREY MANSON, 1933-39. Whom the disease of talking once possesses He can never hold his peace. Favourite Expression: I didn ' t open a book! Pet Aversion: Monday mornings. Needs Most: Her own skipping rope. Pastime : Still taking candid camera shots in class. MARY MORRIS, 1936-39. Ah, why should life all labour be? Activities: Choir. Favourite Expression: I had a marvelous weekend! Pet Aversion: People who wake her up. Needs Most: A trip to Toronto. Pastime: Forgetting to clean the blackboard. PEGGY ORR, 1935-39. Love me, love my dog. Favourite Expression: You ought to see my dog! Pet Aversion: Being teased. Needs Most: Good sense of humour. Pastime: Portraying the outdoor girl? LORRAINE FEE, 1929-1930 1936-39. There was a star danced And under that I was born. Activities: Choir. Favourite Expression: It ' s mellow. Pet Aversion: People who don ' t like St. H. Needs Most: A Saturday night at home. Pastime: Trying to convince people parallel lines will meet. JOAN PATTERSON, 1935-39. Better late than never. Activities: The Choir. Favourite Expression: Oh, do you know what! Pet Aversion: People who don ' t shag. Pastime: Discussing week-ends during History. [78] MARGARET THOMPSON, 1935-39. The lady doth protest too much methinks. Favourite Expression: Oh, you didn ' t go there, did you? Pet Aversion: Eaton ' s basement. Needs Most: An air-conditioned school. Pastime: Trying to be frail. TWENTY YEARS AFTER Montreal, Que., June 14, 1959. My dear Jane: How time flies! To think that it is just twenty years from today since we graduated from Traf. What memories are recalled when we think of the good old days . We did have fun, didn ' t we, although we hated to get up in the mornings, espe- cially Mondays and rushed out of school as quickly as possible on Fridays. Looking through the school mag of ' 39 today, I found it interesting to compare the girls of that Matric form with the women they are today. Essentially, they haven ' t changed much, perhaps some more than others, and each is happy and successful in her particular career. Of course you remember Allana Reid, the star pupil of Matric I. We always said Allana would go far and indeed she has. Her brilliant work in China as Head of the Missionary Society in the East has received considerable attention. At one of her lectures here in Montreal the other day, I met Heather Campbell, our literary genius. Heather has just published a book of poems which has been hailed by the critics of today as one of considerable worth. She has also made a valuable addition to a leading encyclopedia. Marie Oliver — remember her English essays? — has made a name for herself in the literary field as well, with a number of short stories. She is living in England now and I hear that her interest is divided between working on a new novel and leading one of the latest movements — Anti- Aggression or Woman Suffrage or some such thing. While visiting in Boston this winter, I saw the Grimleys quite frequently. They arc popular members of Boston Society and such a lot of fun. Betty, after walking off with as many degrees as possible at the American colleges, is now seriously taking up philo- sophy, or the why of things. Jane, as you most likely know, has been very successful with her nursery for underprivileged children. Did you know that Norma Burgess, after finishing her Physical Ed training, is teaching kindergarten and enabling the very young to become health-minded? Alma McFarlane has just returned from abroad and entertained at a tea here the other day. She looks very chic and continental and she and Georgina Grier made us [79] all so envious with their latest gowns. Georgina, now a famous dress designer, is a fashion leader in New York as well as Canada. Among others at the tea were Mary Lindsay, who has established an interior decorating firm in Montreal, which has been very popular; Peggy Orr, now a buyer for the dress department of Morgan ' s, who just re- turned from a New York business trip and Joan Clague who holds an excellent position in a business firm downtown. Did you know that Estelle Har greaves and Joan Patterson had a dancing school here? As a sideline, Joan dabbles in commercial art. Estelle is conducting special gym classes for the girls now to enable us to keep our girlish figures — a really wonderful idea ! Elspeth Smart, who was always so ready with her sympathy when we most needed it, is at the head of an orphanage which she started several years ago when a waif was left on her doorstep. I met her the other day at a meeting of the Society for the Improve- ment of Public Works. (S.I.P.W.) Helen Greenfield, as president, spoke very well and it really begins to look as though the necessary arrangements for snow removal will be carried out next winter. Also at the meeting were Nancy McKean, who successfully completed her Matric several years ago and is now taking up Physical Training along with her work at a girls ' summer camp, and Marjorie Reward who has contributed greatly to the Youth movement in the City. Peggy Capps has opened an extremely smart (and expensive) beauty salon down- town where I happened to meet Lorraine Fee the other day. Lally returned from Holly- wood just recently where, of course you know, she crashed the studios and became a star overnight. She becomes bored ' with Hollywood every once in a while though and likes to see her old friends. She told me that she saw Audrey Manson, (remember her candid shots), a great deal around Los Angeles, where her type of humour is appreciated and where she has made quite a name for herself as a lady cameraman. I was speaking to Dooie Thompson yesterday, who, after her extensive trips around the world, has now settled in Montreal. She was remarking on the disgusting price of mushrooms this season — a new line for Dooie. Mary Morris has been seen frequently in the Toronto society pages lately, where her home is now. By the way, you ' ll notice that I am calling the girls by their maiden names — for sentimental reasons only. Elsie Krug is now living in the States, for after graduating from Wellesley, she obtained an important position as a statistician. She travels around the country now putting her knowledge of maths to a good use. I hear that Norma Osier has returned to Traf as one of the Staff. It must be fun to return to the school where you spent so many years as a pupil. About Junior, Jane, I think that my latest book, which you will receive in the next mail, on How to rear children scientifically ought to be a great help. Don ' t worry about his wrecking your new car, after all he is still young and if you follow my directions carefully, who knows, some day he may even be Prime Minister. Must go now, dear. Give my love to the family. Love, Marilyn. [80] MATRICULATION II BETTE WARD, 1929-39. Still waters run deep Activities: Prefect. President of Matric 11. Ambition: To be a commercial artist. Pastime: Trying to keep Matric II quiet. Pet Aversion: Going to bed. Favourite Expression: Girls — please! JOAN FORREST, 1935-39. How sweet and fair she seems to be! Activities: Vice-President of Matric II. Ambition: To travel around the world. Pastime: Wishing for Fridays to hurry along. Pet Aversion: Factors. Favourite Expression: It ' s a cinch! BETTY SMITH, 1933-39. I laugh at life, As it rolls by. Activities: Choir 1937-38-39. Matric II Mission Representative. Ambition: To cut down the avoirdupois. Pastime: Dropping into school every once in a while to see how the class is getting along. Pet Aversion: Working on her homework. Favourite Expression: Godfrey! RUTH PARSON, 1935-39. Shorten my days thou cans ' t with sullen sorrow. But cans ' t not pluck my nights from me. Activities: Matric II Magazine Representative. Ambition: Metropolitan? Pastime: Lunching at Murray ' s with the right party. Pet Aversion: Monday mornings. Favourite Expression: Ye Gods! ANNE JAQUES, 1933-39. For she is given to sports, laughter and good company. Activities: Choir 1938-39. 2nd Basketball team 1937. 1st Basketball team 1938-39. School Games Captain 1939. Gym Captain for Matric II. Games Captain for Matric II, Sports Representative for Magazine 1939. Ambition: To win the Junior Provincial Golf Championship. Pastime: Sports in general. Pet Aversion : We can ' t find one. Favourite Expression: I ' ll do that little thing! [81] PEGGY LAIRD, 1934-39. A modest maid deck ' d with a blush of honour. Activities: 2nd Basketball team 1939. Gym Lieutenant for Matric II. Ambition: To visit England. Pastime: Gazing into space. Pet Aversion: School work. Favourite Expression: Silence reigns! ELVIRA HOLDEN, 1935-39. I like work — it fascinates me, I can sit and look at it for hours. Activities: Matric II Games Lieutenant. Ambition: To get her own car. Pastime: Trying to understand school. Pet Aversion: Wednesdays. Favourite Expression: , or somehting. MARION HANEY, 1935-39. ' 7 chatter, chatter as I go. Activities: Choir 1937-38-39. 2nd Ski Team 1937-38. 1st Ski Team 1939. Tennis Team 1937. Ambition: To join the Whiteman Cup Tennis Team. Pastime: Waiting for Rose. Pet Aversion: Boarding school. Favourite Expression: I don ' t know. ROSILLA LEAVITT, 1935-39. Men may come and men may go, But Rose goes on forever. Activities: 2nd Ski Team 1939. Ambition : To be a concert pianist. Pastime: Waiting for the week-end. Pet Aversion: Homework. Favourite Expression: Well — anyway. MAUDE FOX, 1935-39. Much ado about nothing. Activities: Nil. Ambition: To travel. Pastime: Enlightening the class with brilliant remarks. Pet Aversion: Snakes. Favourite Expression: But, Miss D [82] KERSTIN HELLSTROM, 1936-39. The merry twinkle in her eye Foretells her disposition. Activities: Nil. Ambition: To be a dress-designer. Pastime: Enjoying a sundae. Pet Aversion: Being told she ' s pleasingly plump. Favourite Expression: What do you mean! RUTH KAYSER, 1937-39. Work and worry have killed many good men. So why shall I take a chance? Activities: Nil. Ambition: To be a nurse in the Arctic. Pastime: Worrying about — things. Pet Aversion: Conductors who ask for passes. Favourite Expression: You want to know?! MARION MacKINNON, 1935-39. Work! that thing which I of all things hate Work! the contradiction of my fate Activities: Nil. Ambition: To go to California. Pastime: Trying to finish off her homework. Pet Aversion: School in general. Favourite Expression: Heck! GRACE WRIGHT, 1932-39. Thoughtful expression, gallant poise. Seldom causing a very loud noise. Activities: Nil. Ambition: To take up law. Pastime: Sleeping. Pet Aversion: Jelly fish. Favourite Expression: Oh, dear! [83] THE GIRL GUIDES THE Girl Guides started the year off with thirty Guides in the Company. It has been a banner year, for the Guides have worked well and added many badges to their credit. To crown all, Joan Savage and Elaine Ross have won their First Class, and the Company was placed second in the Competition and again in the Fairie Shield, losing the latter by one point only. Due to the coaching of Miss Strawbridge, we also climbed into the Finals of the Singing Competition, something we have never accomplished before. Six of our Guides are going down to Burlington, Vt., to be the guests of the Girls Scouts and we are looking forward to a lot of fun. Best of all is the visit of the King and Queen next week, when this Company will be out in full force to cheer their Majesties. A GOOD DEED A SUNNY September morning found four Girl Guides bicycling north from Montreal. Their names were Jean Rivers, Pat Hawke, Betty Wise and Anne Pratt. They; were out for a day ' s hike. This is a glorious morning for a hike, Anne remarked. It is lucky we chose today instead of Tuesday. It was pouring rain then, said Betty. They rode along in silence for a few minutes enjoying the clear autumn air. Look at that aeroplane. Isn ' t it acting queerly? exclaimed Pat. I think it is acting the same as other planes, Jean replied. Oh, it is doing stunts! cried Betty. Look at that nose dive. It is crashing! Come on, let ' s ride to that field, exclaimed Anne in a startled tone. They made their way to the field as quickly as possible. There they found the aero- plane had crashed on a wing, which had buckled under its weight. Fire may break out at any moment, or the pilot may be hurt. We had better rescue him, cried Jean. [84] The girls rushed over to the plane and dragged the unconscious pilot out. There is another man here, said Betty and they proceeded to rescue him. Suddenly the engine burst into flames. The older man seemed to realize this and he muttered faintly. Jean bent over him and heard the words — Money, money — back of plane. She shouted to Pat, who was with Betty, attending to the pilot and told her what he had said. There may be money in the back of the plane, said Pat. Let us go and see. The girls dashed off. Luckily the flames had not yet reached the back of the hull. The plane was full of smoke, but the girls managed to perceive a big bag. It jingled and was quite heavy, but Pat and Jean, after a struggle, pulled it to the ground. They found Betty and Anne administering first aid to the men. The pilot was just opening his eyes. He gazed about quite bewildered. Where am I? What happened? he gasped. Your plane crashed. You are not badly hurt, but do not try to get up, Anne warned. Betty hastened to make him a cup of tea and she soon brought it to him. It revived him very much and he sat up. Is Uncle Jacob all right? he enquired. Yes, he is just opening his eyes now, Betty replied. I am afraid we have lost the money. Uncle, said the pilot. Oh, that is safe, Pat told him. We rescued it out of the plane. You did? Thank you very much! said Jim and his Uncle together. In the meantime Jean had been preparing the lunch. Now they all ate it together. During lunch Uncle Jacob turned to Jim and said, I think we ought to reward these young ladies, don ' t you, Jim? Jim nodded and asked the girls in what way they could repay them. We would not think of taking a reward, Mr. West, they all chorused and Pat added, We are Girl Guides and this is our good turn for today. But I would like to give you something, urged Mr. West. But the girls would not give in. I never thought of Girl Guides that way, Jim remarked. I was under the impres- sion that they were just girls who paraded in uniform. And Uncle Jacob added, In future whenever I see a Guide I shall always think of today. Mary Mitham, Ross House, Form Upper IIb. Lois Tyndale, Fairley House, Form Up. IIb. [85] BROWNIES HIS Fall the Brownie Pack was glad to welcome several new Tweenies and a new Tawny Owl, Lenore Stanley who is an old Trafalgar Girl. During the year there were twenty-four Brownies who made up four sixes. The sixers are Wendy Maclachlan, Margaret Forsyth, Jean Dodds and Joan Bayer. Marilyn Potter, Barbara Brown, Mary Munroe and Elizabeth Anne Blake have all gained their Golden Bar and are now wearing their new badges. Several Brownies are trying hard to gain their Golden Hand so that they will be able to fly up to the Guides with their new wings. There are now three Brownies who have this badge. The pack was delighted to have a new toadstool given by Mr. Jackson Dodds. We hope that it arrives in time for our next pack meeting when our mothers are coming to see us. This spring we are again going for a picnic on the mountain. Last year the weather was fine and we had a very good time. Nora Miner, Brown Owl. [86] A HOUSE PICNIC One day when it was sunny We thought we ' d have some fun, We thought we ' d get some food together For a picnic in the sun. When the food was ready, We started on our way We entered a field that was nearhy To have a lovely day. And when we all were merry A thunderstorm broke out. The trees began to sway and creak, And the leaves they whirled about. We all felt disappointed That it was raining so We gathered up the things we ' d brought, And home we had to go. Next day we had our picnic. We really had great fun. And we just ate and played all day Till the setting of the sun. Mary Munroe. [87] THE RISING BELL The boarders are a group of nine. Who loathe each bell that rings our time, The one we really dislike most. Is heard Fm sure, from coast to coast. Now can you guess, or shall I tell? My dear, it is the Rising Bell. It rings in sharp unpleasant tones That wake us, and bring forth our moans, Which sometimes have such words as these, Oh give us five more minutes, please. But never are these minutes given. And out of our warm beds we ' re driven To hurry, scurry, and get dressed. Then down to wash and look our best. We rush right back and strip our beds, And soon it enters our wee heads. That we must stop this great commotion, A bell just went, this time devotion. Phyllis Armstrong, ♦ Ross House. [89] Trafalgar Athletic Association Committee Honorary President Miss Gumming Honorary Adviser . . . Miss Bryan Chairman Miss Turner Captain - Anne Jaques Vice-Captain Estelle H: rgreaves Secretary . . . 7 Jane Grimley Form V Reprezentative Grace Wurtele Gymnasium Officers 1938-39 Form Matric 1. Matric II. Va. Vb. IVa. IVb. IIIa. IIIb. Upper IIa. Upper IIb. II. Upper I. Lower I. Captain Estelle Ha rgreaves Anne Jaques Janet Hamilton Grace Wurtele Diana Brown Peggy Muir Margaret Burden Joy Symons Dagmar Johnson Margot Thornton Margot Hurd Barbara Brown Daphne Griffith Lieutenant Marie Oliver Peggy Laird Mary Holden Isabella Wurtele Molly Colvil Elaine Ross Mary Cuttle Elizabeth Johnson Harriet Anderson DORRAINE ThOW Jacqueline Levasseur Elizabeth Atkinson Helen Ayer [91] FIRST BASKETBALL TEAM 1938-39 Left to right. Back Row: Jane Elliot, Marie Oliver, Estelle Hargreaves. Front Row: Isabella Wurtele, Anne Jaques (Captain), Grace Wurtele. Games Oflficers 1938-39 Form Matric I. Matric II. Va. Vb. IVa. IVb. IIIa. IIIb. Upper IIa. Upper IIb. II. Captain Betty Grimley Anne Jaques Barbara Brodie Elizabeth MacLaren June Fairweather Rhoda Simpson Marian Heward Diana Pie rs Joan Little Diana Davison Renee Bissonette Cynthia Wilkes Lieutenant Marjorie Heward Elvira Holden Lyn Berens Nancy Taylor Patsy Dunton Joan Peterson Joyce Birks Joan Little Margaret McFarlane Natalie Chisholm Ann Richardson Marilyn Richardson Basketball Team Criticisms FIRST TEAM Estelle Hargreaves. Centre Shot. A very quick player with excellent spring, who com- bines well with the team but her shooting is erratic. (S.A. 9.00). Isabella Wurtele. Shot. A very quick and adaptable player who has made excellent progress and is a very good shot. (S.A. 16). Grace Wurtele. Shot. Grace has made excellent progress. She is very quick and com- bines welL (S.A. 14.3). Anne Jaques (Captain). Centre Guard. A speedy, strong, reliable player. Anne has been a keen and enthusiastic Captain. Jane Elliot. Guard. A persistent guard who is a very useful member of the team. Foot- work has greatly improved. Marie Oliver. Guard. Marie is a good guard, she is quick and reliable and combines w ell. [93] SECOND BASKETBALL TEAM 1938-39 Left to right. Back Row: Marjorie He ward, Judy O ' Halloran, Peggy Laird. Front Row: Peggy Orr, Nancy McKean (Captain), Betty Grimley. [94] Results of Basketball Matches Schools Misses E C Study Trafalgar Weston Score Teams Misses E. C. 0+0 0+0 2+2 4 1 0+0 0+0 2 Study 2-1-2 0+0 2+2 8 1 9 L9 Zi- 1— Z U-j-U 9 Trafalgar 2+2 2-!-2 2+2 12 1 2 ! 2 2+2 8 2 Weston 0+0 0+0 0+0 0 1 SECOND TEAM Nancy McKean (Captain). Centre Shot. A very quick reliable member of the team who has made excellent progress, and is a very good shot. (S.A. 15.5). Peggy Orr. Shot. A steady player who has made very good progress and is a good shot. (S.A. 3.). Betty Grimley. Shot. Betty is a quick player and is gaining experience from match play. She is adaptable but is an erratic shot. (S.A. 5). Judith O ' Halloran. Centre Guard. A careful player who combines well and is a useful member of the team, but her footwork is slow. Peggy Laird. Guard. Peggy has made splendid progress. She is a strong and persistent guard who handles the ball well. Marjorie Reward. Guard. A helpful member of the team, her play has improved. She is a persistent guard, but her passes are erratic and sometimes slow. [95] SKI TEAM 1938-39 to right: Marion Haney, Isabella Wurtele, Grace Wurtele, Helen Leavitt. [96] The Gymnastic Demonstration HE Demonstration this year was one of the best we have ever had. Two performances J- were held as usual, one on Thursday afternoon, March 16th, when friends and Old Girls were present, and one on Friday night, March 17th, when parents alone were invited. The program began with the work of the youngest form whose exercises were enjoyed by all, and this was followed by each class in turn. The girls of the Matriculation classes were very effective, performing their Danish exercises in white tunics. Between the work of each form, there were special classes which demonstrated what they had done through the year. There was vaulting, dancing, and a very effective class of six, which did Greek Friezes. When the girls had finished, the Rev. Gilbert Oliver thanked them, and praised and congratulated Miss Turner on her excellent work. After the distribution of the G and Star badges by Mrs. Almond and Mrs. George Donald, the School presented Miss Turner with a beautiful bouquet of flowers as a token of their appreciation. [97] TENNIS TEAM June, 1938 Marjorie Robinson, Elizabeth Ann Kendall, Dorothy Hunter, Janet Slack. [98] Trafalgar Sport News 1938-39 E are now almost at the end of the year 1939, and on the whole it has heen a very vv successful one. We opened the basketball season with our annual game between the Old Girls and the School, which resulted in a victory for the former. A keen interest was taken in the School basketball matches, and again Traf. retained the first and second team Cups. The inter-class basketball games have now finished, and our congratu- lations go to Matric. I who really had a splendid team. The inter-house matches have also finished, resulting in a victory for Riddell House. As we go to press, we are busy preparing for this year ' s inter-form gymnastic competition. Last year Va tied with Matric. II. We were very fortunate last June in our tennis match against Miss Edgar ' s and Miss Cramp ' s School. Our first team won, and their second team won. The teams played off, and after a hard struggle Traf. succeeded in winning the Cup. This year owing to weather conditions, all form tennis matches have been cancelled, much to the disappoint- ment of the girls. The badminton season is now almost over, although the final game for the school championship has not been played yet. This winter the ski team managed to retain the Private Schools ' Trophy, keeping the shield so kindly presented by Col. J. H. Molson. We are now looking forward to Field Day which is taking place at Molson Stadium on May 25th. The girls are practising during recess and game periods, for the coming events, and points will be given to the winners, which will go to their respective Houses. Form Badminton Champions Matric. I. Matric. II. Nancy McKean Anne Jaques Va. Vb. IVa. Ann Fox IIIa. IIIb. IVb. Grace Wurtele Eleanor Tapley Rhoda Simpson Mary Cuttle Elizabeth Johnson [99] A young man went into a poultry shop and said to the clerk: Have you a nice tender bird? The clerk replied: Do you want a pullet? The young man answered: Certainly not, I ' ll carry it like any one else would. Mrs. L in algebra class : Watch the board, girls, while I run through it again. Miss C : Now, girls, I am about to do a very dangerous experiment, and, if any- thing goes wrong, I shall be blown to the ceiling. Please stand nearer so that you can follow me more closely. She: My dear, what a simply divine dress! Too bad they didn ' t have it in your size! Poet: I put my whole mind into this poem. Editor: Yes, I see it is blank verse. What is a primeval forest? A place where the hand of man has never set foot. Master (to grammar class) : Now I want you to parse this sentence: ' He led the cow into the stall. ' What mood Jones Minor: Please sir, the cow. Bobby: A boy at school told me I looked just like you. Dad, proudly: And what did you say? Bobby: Nothing, he was bigger ' n me. [100] 3 ave money at school? Nonsense, you say! And yet sonne smart girls do nnanage to have their own savings accounts and put aside a fixed amount out of their allowance. So convenient, too, because then you are sure of having money for unexpected trips and many other things, just when you need it most. May we have the pleasure of opening an account for you at your nearest branch? 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Of these Margaret, Daphne, Elsie, Anne, Marian, Elizabeth Ann, Jacqueline, Joan, Jane and Lawrence are all doing first year work at McGill. Faith Lyman and Betty Brodie, who spent last year at Macdonald College are there also, and so are Irene Lawes, Valerie Ker and Mary MacICay. Second Year — Hester Williams, Peggy Tyndale, Margery Simpson, Nancy Nicol, Alison Lyster, Jane Ketterson, Jean Taylor, Margaret Lundon, Anne Thom, Ruperta Macaulay, Jean Douglass, Marie Reiser and Rosemary Brown. Third Year — Jean Scrimger, Madeleine Parent, Betty McCrory, Joan Price, Margaret Montgomery, Catherine Munroe. Fourth Year — Our hearty congratulations to the following girls who have just re- ceived the B.A. Degree: — Phyllis Henry (1st Class Honours in English, 2nd Class Honours in History), Betty Henry (1st Class Honours in English, 2nd Class Honours in History), Katharine Stevenson, Charlotte Barnes, Frances Brown, Doreen Dann, Katharine Weeks, Eleanor Crabtree, Juanita Cronyn, Aileen Childs, Margaret Slack, Frances Earle, Dora Wright, Margaret Kaufman, Jean Yancy. Eleanor Henry has received her M.A. Degree with Honours in English. Jocelyn Bruce has got her degree as Bachelor of Library Science. Frances Prissick has qualified for the degree of M.D. with high standing in Medicine. Barbara Barnard has graduated from the School of Physical Education, winning the Gold Medal for Proficiency. Forrest Burt has just been awarded the Moyse Scholarship valued at $1,250 and will go to Cambridge in the autumn. THE MOYSE TRAVELLING SCHOLARSHIP [104] TAKE MY I bought these slacks In the store that knows What every girl needs Wherever she goes, So take nny advice — And go there — quick! In Morgan clothes You ' ll look tres chic . I ' m wearing Morgan Farnnerettes — dusty blue deninn overalls with a sun-tan back. The smart little jacket is rose hopsacking, lined with dusty blue. Every size from 10 to 16 from 2.95 and up. THIS IS JUST ONE OF THE SMART OUTFITS IN MORGAN ' S GIRLS ' DEPT., ON THE SECOND FLOOR HENRY MORGAN CO.. Limited MONTREAL [105] ABROAD Several of last year ' s Sixth are abroad. Marjorie Robinson is at a finishing school in Paris, Mary Mather is in Lausanne, and Wilma Howard has just left for Paris where she will join Sylvia who has been studying at the Sorbonne. Jean Harvie is at the Institute of Education, London University. NoRA McGinnis is at St. Hugh ' s College, Oxford. Phyllis Williams has gone to London to study dancing. Betty De Brisay has returned from London, where she was studying at the School of Economics. She has now a post in the Social Service Department, Montreal General Hospital. Nancy Murray is doing post-graduate work at Duke University, North Carolina. Anne O ' Halloran, Claire Watson, Grace Mackay and Mary Le Mercier are tak- ing secretarial courses at the Mother House. Some of last year ' s Sixth are now at Macdonald College. Janet Slack is working for her degree in Household Science; Patricia Staples is taking the Homemakers ' Course, and Marion Mills is training as a teacher. Elizabeth Eraser has just finished a two-year kin dergarten course at a Boston training college. WEDDINGS On June 19th, 1938 Dawn Ekers to William C. Bowen. On June 28th, 1938 Vivian Walker to Captain M. F. H. Rogers, R.N. On July 10th, 1938 Constance Mussel to Lieut. H. W. Findlay, R.N. On August 26th, 1938 Janie Spier to A. Forbes Hale. On September 2nd, 1938 Janet Wesbrook to Samuel Boyer Davis. On September 9th, 1938 Hope Laurie to Hugh G. Seybold. On September 27th, 1938 Jean Ritchie to Eric Beardmore. On October 10th, 1938 Margaret Hale to Robert S. Hanna. On October 22nd, 1938 Laurel Soper to Thomas D. Robertson. On February 3rd, 1939 Marjorie Tooke to John C. Newell. On February 4th, 1939 Anne Byers to James B. Ferguson. On February 8th, 1939 Joan Archibald to John Evans Riddell. On February 18th, 1939 Lorraine Ward to A. Scott Mackay. On April 4th, 1939 Eloise Fairie to J. A. Duncan Faulkner. On April 8th, 1939 Amy Archibald to Edmund Carter. On May 6th, 1939 Theo Barclay to George S. Murray. On May 6th, 1939 Audrey Rorke to John Corrigan. On May 10th, 1939 Dora Symons to Arthur D. Ferguson. On May 13th, 1939 Margaret How to Paul G. Sise. On May 13 th, 1939 Meredith Seybold to E. Donald Armour. On June 9th, 1939 Margaret Frazee to John E. Rogers Wood. [106] THE ROBERT SIMPSON MONTREAL LIMITED THE OPTIMIST Optimism is one of the most delightful and lovable traits with which a human being can be endowed. The optimist refuses to be casr down by adverse circumstances, draws comfort from most unlikely sources, and with the ready resourcefulness that as a rule accompanies optimism, wins victory where defeat seemed certain. Ir is the optimistic boy, undaunted by past failures and inadequate equipment who hooks the biggest fish while the unenterprising pessimist catches nothing but a cold. In commerce, optimism is of incalculable value and to the optimistic spirit that throughout our 72 years history has characterized Simpson ' s, we attribute no small portion of our growth and vigour. Specialists and Headquarters for wearing apparel and accessories FOR BOYS AND GIRLS SIMPSON ' S THE ROBERT SIMPSON MONTREAL LIMITED [107] STAFF DIRECTORY Miss Gumming: Trafalgar School, 3495 Simpson St., Montreal. Miss Bryan: Trafalgar School, 3495 Simpson St., Montreal. Miss Abbott: Senneville, P.Q. Miss Bedford- J ones: 210 Somerset St. W., Ottawa. Miss Cam: 1. Keble Road, Oxford, England. Miss Jane Carroll: 547 Lansdowne Ave., Westmount. Miss O. Donkersley: 1477 Sherbrooke St. W., Montreal. Mademoiselle Dillon: 1250 St. Matthew St., Montreal. Miss Goldstein: 5010 Sherbrooke St. W., Apt. 32, Westmount. Mlle Gabillet: 3495 Simpson St., Montreal. Miss Hicks: 3610 Lome Crescent, Apt. 2, Montreal. Mrs. Irwin: 4324 Harvard Avenue, N.D.G., Montreal. Mlle Juge: 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Mussell : 27 Milner Avenue, Montreal West. Miss Prutsman: 1836 Bayle Avenue, Montreal. Miss Randall: 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Ridout : 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Roper : Grosvenor Apts. Apt. 34, Sherbrooke St. W., Montreal. Miss Rushton: 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Strawbridge : 3495 Simpson Street, Montreal. Miss Turner: Arrow Lodge, Kington, Herefordshire, England. Mrs. Leonard: 3498 Walkley Avenue, N.D.G., Montreal. SCHOOL DIRECTORY 1938-39 A ATKINSON, JEANNIE, 16 Oakland Avenue, Westmount. ATKINSON, ELIZABETH, 16 Oakland Avenue, Westmount. ARMSTRONG, PHYLLIS, 68 Moore Street, Sherbrooke, Que. AULT, JOYCE, 4256 Wilson Avenue, Montreal. ALLEN, BARBARA, 3794 Cote des Neiges, Montreal. ALLEN, NANCY, 3794 Cote des Neiges, Montreal. ANDERSON, HARRIET, 19 Thornhill Avenue, Westmount. AIRD, PAMELA, 3431 Redpath Place, Montreal. AYER, HELEN, 810 Upper Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. ANDREWS, DAPHNE, 3736 Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. B BURGESS, NORMA, 4334 Harvard Avenue, N.D.G. BERENS, LYN. 3422 Stanley Street, Montreal. BRODIE, BARBARA, 4710 Upper Roslyn Avsnue, Westmount. BROWN, MOLLY, 3558 Marlowe Avenue, N.D.G. BROWN, BARBARA, 3558 Marlowe Avenue, N.D.G. BOLE, BARBARA, 76 Arlington Avenue, Westmount. BROWN, DIANA, 4591 Westmount Avenue, Westmount. BROWN, JOHANNE BEATRICE, 71 Bruce Avenue, Westmount. BYATT, MARJORIE, 4379 Western Avenue, Westmount. BYRNE, HILDA, 3798 Marlowe Avenue, Montreal. BIRKS, JOYCE, 1517 Pine Avenue, Montreal. BURDEN, MARGARET, 623 Murray Hill, Westmount. BURDEN, DOROTHY, 623 Murray Hill, Westmount. BERKINSHAW, JEAN, 2 Hudson Avenue, Westmount. BISSONNETTE, RENEE, 3540 Hutchinson Street, Montreal. BAIRD, ANNETTE, 7 Redpath Row, Montreal. BROW, ELIZABETH, 619 Murray Hill, Westmount. BAYER, JOAN, 3448 Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. BLAKE, ANNE, 1100 Elgin Terrace, Peel Street, Montreal. BLAKE, BARBARA, 1100 Elgin Terrace, Peel Street, Montreal. BRUNEAU, NANCY, 5062 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. C CAMPBELL, HEATHER, 296 Broadway, Lachine, Que. CAMPBELL, MARGERY, 296 Broadway, Lachine, Que. CAPPS, MARGARET, 4801 Melrose Avenue, N.D.G. CASSIDY, JOAN, 4928 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. CARSWELL, LOIS, 3125 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. CADDELL, MAUREEN, 20 43rd. Avenue, Lachine, Que. CHAMBERS, MARGOT, 23 Barat Road, Westmount. CLAGUE, JOAN, 29 Thurlow Avenue, Hampstead. CLARKE, MARGARET, 737 St. Catherine Road, Outremont. CLARKE; MARIE LOUISE, 3072 The Blvd., Westmount. CLARKE, SUZANNE, 5610 Queen Mary Road, Hampstead. CLARKE, ESTHER, 3 Redpath Place, Montreal. CORDELL, CONSTANCE, 3770 The Blvd., Westmount. CURRAN, ELIZABETH, 40 Aberdeen Avenue, Westmount. CROOKER, JOYCE, 5707 Cote St. Antoine Road, Westmount. COLVIL, MOLLY, 4345 Montrose Avenue, Westmount. COOPER, ISABEL, 56 Windsor Avenue, Westmount. CARTER, JOCELYN, 119 Arlington Avenue, Westmount. CONNAL, ELIZABETH, 4049 Grey Avenue, N.D.G. CUTTLE, MARY, 758 Lexington Avenue, Westmount. COTE, LORRAINE, 5458 Grove Hill Place, Montreal. CHISHOLM, NATALIE, 1935 St. Luke Street, Montreal. CHISHOLM, DAINTRY, 1935 St. Luke Street, Montreal. CORLEY, NORA, 703 Roslyn Avenue, Westmount. CHASE, FRANCES, 1285 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. D DE LA PLANTE, RUTH, 5599 Queen Marv Rd., Hampstead. DONNELLY, JEAN, 3010 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. DODDS, JEAN, 58 BELVEDERE RD., Westmount. DAVIS, SHIRLEY, 1411 Canon Rd., Town of Mt. Royal. DAVIS, ALICE, 633 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. DUNTON, PATRICIA, 4355 Montrose Avenue, Westmount. [108] With Compliments of Canadian Home Assurance Company American Home Fire Assurance Company International Insurance Company Head Office for Cmtada: 465 ST. JOHN STREET MONTREAL [109] DIXON, JANET, 104 Second Street W., Cornwall, Ont. DAMEK, MARILYN, 4655 Melrose Avenue, N.D.G. DAVISON, DIANA, 755 Upper Belmont Avenue, Westmount. DUNLOP, LOIS, 130 Clandeboye Avenue, Westmount. DUNLOP, SHIRLEY, 130 Clandeboye Avenue, Westmount. DIETZ, PATRICIA, 494 Mountain Avenue, Westmount. E EARL, ISOBEL, 8 Forget Street, Rosemere, Que. EDEN, ELIZABETH, 688 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. EDWARDS, JANE, The Roxborough, Ottawa, Ont. ELLIOT, JANE, 3538 Grey Avenue, N .D.G. EVERSON, MARGARET, 644 Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. F FEE, LORRAINE, St. Hyacinth, Que. I OX, MAUDE, 497 Mount Pleasant Avenue, Montreal. FOX, ANNE, 497 Mount Pleasant Avenue, Montreal. FOX, MARIAN, 497 Mount Pleasant Avenue, Montreal. FOREST, JOAN, 763 Upper Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. FERGUSON, NORMA, 637 Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. FOREMAN. MARGARET, 465 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. FAIRWEATHER, JUNE, 445 Daly Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. FORBES, ELEANOR, 3801 Hampton Avenue, Montreal. FRAAS, NORMA, 528 Bioomfield Avenue, Outremont. FRAAS, RUTH, 528 Bioomfield Avenue, Outremont. FITZHARDINGE, ELIZABETH, 123 Union Blvd., St. Lambert. FILE, ELEANOR, 404 Monmouth Avenue, Mount Royal. FAWCETT, HELEN, 77 Finchley Road, Hampstead. FORSYTH, MARGARET, 74 Sunyside Avenue, Westmount. G GRINDLEY, BARBARA, 39 Dufferin Road, Hampstead. GREENFIELD, HELEN, 25 Redpath Place, Montreal. GKIER, GEORGINA, 1444 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. GRIMLEY, JANE, 765 Lexington Avenue, Westmount. GRIMLEY, ELIZABETH, 765 Lexington Avenue, Westmount. GRIMLEY, MARY, 765 Lexington Avenue, Westmount. GRINSTAD, AGNES, East Angus, Quebec. GRIFFITH, ELIZABETH, 398 Roslyn Avenue, Westmount. GRIFFITH, ANNE, 398 Roslvn Avenue, Westmount. GRIFFITH, DAPHNE, 57 Belvedere Circle, Westmount. GYDE, FRANCES, 596 Belmont Avenue, Westmount. GREEN, ROSAMUND, 1546 Crescent Street, Montreal. H HARGREAVES, ESTELLE, 1485 Fort Street, Montreal. HANEY, MARIAN, Laurentian Apts. No. 3, Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. HANEY, JOYCE, Laurentian Apts., No. 3, Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. HANEY, NOREEN, Laurentian Apts., No. 3, Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. HAMILTON, JANET, 4015 Trafalgar Road, Montreal. HARROWER, LOUISA, 490 Argyle Avenue, Westmount. HALL, MARGOT, 595 Roslyn Avenue, Westmount. HAY, ELIZABETH ANN, 4445 Western Avenue, Westmount. HADRILL, ANN, 3517 Oxford Avenue, N.D.G. HALL, LILY, 366 Wood Avenue, Montreal. HEWARD, MARJORIE, 462 Mountain Avenue, Westmount. HEWARD, MARIAN, 10 Answorth Rd., Wesimount. HELLSTROM, KERSTIN, 200 Cote St. Antoine Rd., Westmount. HOLDEN, ELVIRA, 4691 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. HOLDEN, MARY, 4691 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. HOW, ANNE, 3593 Marlow Avenue, N.D.G. HUBBELL, THEODORA, 4695 Westmount Avenue, Westmount. HEAYPERD, VALERIE, 3809 Marlow Avenue, N.D.G. HULBIG, ELIZABETH, 3772 Grey Avenue, N.D.G. HOLLAND, PATRICIA, 5020 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. HOLMES, JACQUELINE, 3493 Atwater Avenue, Montreal. HOLMES, JOAN, 3493 Atwater Avenue, Montreal. HERSEY, ELIZABETH, 3474 Cote des Neiges Rd., Apt. 4. HUNTER, RAE, 4668 Roslyn Avenue, Westmount. HENRY, JANET, Arundel, Quebec. HURD, MARGOT, 4870 Cole des Neiges Rd., Montreal. HOLMES, DOLORES, 3488 Cote des Neiges Rd., Apt. 10, Montreal. INGLIS, NANCY, 3488 Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. J JAQUES, ANNE, 528 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. JAQUES, JANE, 528 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. JOHNSON, LOIS, 4732 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. JOHNSON, ELIZABETH, 638 Clarke Avenue, Westmount. JOHNSON, DAGMAR, 428 Elm Avenue, Westmount. JOHNSON, ANNE, 428 Elm Avenue, Westmount. JOHNSTON, DOROTHY, 70 Beverley Avenue, Mount Royal. K KRUG, ELSIE, 3041 Cedar Avenue, Montreal. KAYSER, RUTH, 131 Wolseley Avenue, Montreal West. L LINDSAY, MARY, 3047 Breslay Road, Montreal. LINDSAY, ANNE, 3047 Breslay Road, Montreal. LAIRD, MARGARET, 723 Roslyn Avenue, Westmount. LEAVITT, ROSILLA, 623 Sydenham Avenue, Wesimount. LEAVITT, HELEN, 623 Sydenham Avenue, Westmount. LAWES, NINA, 44 Stratford Road, Hampstead. LOUTHOOD, MARGERY, 545 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. LITTLE, JOAN, 3808 Grey Avenue, N.D.G. LEVASSEUR, JACQUELINE, 3472 Mountain Street, Montreal. LAVIS. JOAN 4110 Harvard Avenue, N.D.G. LYMAN. GIANA, 3520 McTavish Street, Montreal. LILLIE, DIANE, 4742 Upper Roslyn Avenue, Westmount. M MANSON, AUDREY, 4838 Mira Road, Westmount. MECHIN, MARILYN, 11844 Notre Dame St. East, Montreal. MORRIS, MARY, 125 Ballantvne Avenue, Montreal West. MATTHEWS, ELINOR, 1540 Bernard Avenue, Outremont. M MERRY, DONNA, II De Casson Road, Westmount. MACARIO, JOYCE, 683 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. MURRAY, ANN, 725 Upper Belmont Avenue, Westmount. MURRAY, SUSAN, 3590 University St., Montreal. MORGAN, MARJORIE, 426 Metcalfe Avenue, Westmount. MUIR, MARGARET, 801 Upper Belmont Avenue, Westmount. MATHER, EDITH, 5583 Queen Mary Road, Hampstead. MILNE, MARY, 4709 Grosvenor Avsnue, Westmount. MARCUSE, LORRAINE, 139 Edison Avenue, St. Lambert. MITHAM, MARY, 508 Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. MUNROE, MARY, 29 Bellevue Avenue, Westmount. McFARLANE, ALMA, 637 Sydenham Avenue, Westmount. McFARLANE, MARGARET-ANN, 637 Sydenham Avenue, Westmount. McKEAN, NANCY, 26 Richelieu Place, Montreal. McBRIDE, MARJORIE, 3769 Grey Avenue, N.D.G. McCURDY, MARGARET, 4692 Grosvenor Avenue, Westmount. McKEOWN, SHIRLEY, 735 Upper Belmont Ave., Westmount. MacKINNON, MARION, 4249 Wilson Avenue, Montreal. MacKINNON, GERALDINE, 4746 Westmount Blvd., Westmount. MacLAREN, ELIZABETH, 5064 Notre Dame de Grace Avenue, N.D.G. MACPHERSON, PHYLLIS, 758 Upper Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. MACPHERSON, AUDREY, 758 Upper Lansdowne Avenue, Westmount. MACPHERSON, JANE, 488 Wood Avenue, Westmount. MACKELLAR, BETTINA, 4658 Roslyn Avenue. Westmount. MACMILLAN, MARIAN, 503 Argyle Avenue, Westmount. MACKLAIER, ELISE, 752 Upper Belmont Av3nue, Westmount. MACKLAIER, JOAN, 752 Upper Belmont Avenue, Westmount. MACLURE, NANCY, 602 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. MACLACHLAN, WENDY, 630 Clarke Avenue, Westmount, O OLIVER, MARIE, 14 Forden Avenue, Westmount. ORR, MARGUERITE, 4310 Beaconsfield Avenue, N.D.G. OSLER, NORMA, 4516 Old Orchard Avenue, N.D.G. O ' HALLORAN, JUDITH, 1463 Bishop Street, MontreaL P PATTERSON, JOAN, 5607 Queen Mary Road, Hampstead. PARSON, RUTH, 4744 Victoria Avenue, Westmount. PICKUP, MARY, 332 Ballantyne Avenue, N., Montreal West. PACKARD, MARGUERITE, 609 St. Joseph Street, Lachine. PATRICK, FRANCES, 38 Church Hill, Westmount. PETERSON, JOAN, 139 Edison Avenue, St. Lambert. [110] HEy LTH fo the Nation s Children Doctors know the Health value of this delicious table syrup and recom- mend it for growing boys and girls as a food which helps create energy and strength. CROWN BRAND is a treat for young or old. CORN SYRUP A Product of The CANADA STARCH CO.. Limited Shipping Containers Limited 155 Beaubien West MONTREAL Owned and Controlled cflnflDinn oil Ltd [111] PHILLIPS, GRACE, 4339 Montrose Avenue, Weslmount. PIER , DIANA, 10 Weredale Park, Weslmount. POLLOCK, JOAN, 66 Arlington Avenue, Weslmount. POTTER, AILEEN, 4902 Roslyn Avenue, Weslmount. POTTER, MARILYN, 4902 Roslyn Avenue, Weslmount. PITFIELD, SALLY, Saraquay, Cartierville, Que. R REID, ALLANA, 152 Hillcrest Avenue, Montreal West. ROBERTSON, CHARLOTTE, 377 Lac St. Louis Rd., Chateauguay. ROY, MARGARET, 1326 Ml. Royal Road, Oulremont. ROSS, ELAINE, 56 Upper Bellevue Avenue, Weslmount. ROSS, BARBARA, 655 C !te St. Anloine Rd., Weslmount. ROSS, SYBIL, 536 Roslyn Avenue, Weslmount. RIPLEY, HARRIET, 39 Dufferin Rd., Hampstead. RANKINE. ELSPETH, 8031 Western Avsnue, Montreal West. RICHARDSON, ANNE, Brownsburg, Quebec. RICHARDSON, MARILYN, Brownsburg, Quebec. ROBERTSON, STUART, Como, Quebec. RUDDICK, JEAN, 1499 Crescent Street, Montreal. RATH, ANNE, 4737 Victoria Avenue, Weslmount. RILEY, DRUSILLA, 3430 Stanley Street, Montreal. ROSE, BARBARA, Chanibley, Quebec. S SMART, ELSPETH, 2935 Maplewood Avenue, Outremont. STEVENS, MARGARET 4241 Kingston Avenue, N.D.G. SMITH, ELIZABETH, 655 Grosvenor Avenue, Weslmount. SANDILANDS, JOAN, 5573 Queen Mary Road, Hampstead. STUART, MARY, 58 Beverley Road, Mount Royal. SAVAGE, JOAN, 654 Lansdowne Avenue, Weslmount. SAY, BARBARA, 430 Grosvenor Avenue, Weslmount. SIMPSON, RHODA, 603 Roslyn Avenue, Weslmount. SMITH, BARBARA ANN, 454 Laurier Avenue East, Ottawa, Onl. STEARNS, ANN, 3980 Cole des Neiges Rd., Montreal. SCRIMGER, CHARLOTTE, 1398 Redpalh Crescent, Montreal. SCRIMGER, ELIZABETH, 1398 Redpalh Crescent, Montreal. SMITH, JEAN, 5640 Stirling Avenue, Montreal. SOFER, ANNE, 3246 Cedar Avenue, Weslmount. SYMONS, BETSY JOY, 711 Victoria Avenue, Weslmount. SCOTT, PATSY, 102 Sunnyside Avenue, Weslmount. SINNAMON, SHEILA, 2022 Sherbrooke St. E., Montreal. SINNAMON, JEAN, 2022 Sherbrooke St. E., Montreal. STACKHOUSE, HELEN, 34 Thornhill Avenue, Weslmount. SCHOFIELD, JOYCE, 633 Laird Blvd., Mount Royal. SMITH, AILEEN, 3422 Stanley Street, Montreal. STRATHY, MARIE, 1576 Bernard Avenue, Outremont. T THOMPSON, MARGARET, 4481 Montrose Avenue, Weslmount. THOMPSON, JUNE, 4481 Montrose Avenue, Weslmount. TAYLOR, NANCY, 608 Grosvenor Avenue, Weslmount. TAYLOR, RUTH, 802 Upper Belmont Avenue, Weslmount. TAPLEY, ELEANOR, McMaslerville, Quebec. TURVILLE, DOROTHY, 42 Devon Avenue, Weslmount. TETLEY, HELEN, 64 Cornwall Avenue, Mount Royal. THORNTON, MARGOT, 767 Upper Belmont Avenue, Weslmount. THOW, DORRAINE, 4608 Cedar Crescent, Weslmount. THOW, ISOBEL, 4608 Cedar Crescent, Weslmount. TRENHOLME, ELEANOR, 4657 Upper Roslyn Ave., Weslmount. TYNDALE, LOIS, 115 Sunnyside Ave., Weslmount. THACKRAY, JOAN, 14 Hudson Avenue, Weslmount. W WARD, BETTE, 1469 Drummond Street, Montreal. WRIGHT, GRACE. 517 Roslyn Avenue, Weslmount. WALKER, SHIRLEY, 4412 Kingston Avenue, N.D.G. WALSH, CARROL, 777 Upper Belmont Ave., Weslmount. WICKES, BARBARA, 32 Granville Avenue. WURTELE, GRACE, 756 Upper Lansdowne Ave., Weslmount. WURTELE, ISABELLA, 756 Upper Lansdowne Ave., Weslmount. WOOD, DOROTHEA, 3064 Weslmount Blvd., Weslmount. WELDON, ELSPETH, 21a Gleneagles Apt., 3940 Cote des Neiges Rd., Montreal. WILKES, CYNTHIA, 202 Cote St. Anloine Rd., Weslmount. WILSON, PEGGY, 1455 Drummond Street, Montreal. WATSON, BARBARA, 4905 Lasalle Blvd. Y YOUNG, SHIRLEY. 4870 Cote des Neiges Rd., Apt. 74, Montreal. THE MARCH OF SCIENCE Announcement was made a few days ago of the opening of a new route for telephone talks between Canada and Australia, via the Pacific. This new route, being some 4,000 miles shorter than the former route via the Atlantic through London, ensures not only a telephone talk of higher quality, but notably cheaper than via the East. One is reminded by the perfecting of this latest voice pathway through the ether, of the remarkable strides which the science of electrical communication has made in recent years. There is no field of human progress in which the application of scientific research has been more spectacular and at the same time more useful to humanity. One by one the nations and island domains of the whole earth have been brought within the circle of voice communication. Most of the leading ocean liners, also, are now equipped to provide for their passengers, telephone communication with practically any point on land. 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