Trafalgar School - Echoes Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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Canadian government should be forcibly stopped by the police. He thinks Hugh MacLennan should be liquidated for having dared to write ' Two Solitudes. ' What do you say? He gave Shakespeare the signal to contradict these opinions, for his greatest delight was to see the fiery little German rant and rave, and threaten to have everyone cast into a concentration camp, forgetting he was not on earth. As an Englishman, he began, I believe that free speech which includes criticism of the government, does much to help literature. Thou hast had much experience, Churchill, and wilt doubtless agree with me. But come, my friends, enough of this. Nero, hast thou completed thine after-dinner speech for this evening? No, Shakespeare, the Muses refuse to obey my command. I believe I shall be forced to stoop to stealing Churchill ' s most famous words. It ' s a pity, really, that he didn ' t write more than he did, for his style pleases me, although it can ' t be compared with that of Virgil or Horace, he added. Dost thou know, asked Shakespeare in a quiet voice while his eyes lighted up mischievously, who wrote his most famous speech? Why, Churchill, of course, answered the unsuspecting Nero. Dost thou recall the last time Pluto granted me permission to visit the earth, about four years ago? pursued the dauntless Elizabethan. I wandered aimlessly around London until I came to 10 Downing Street. Here in the library sat Churchill trying to compose a speech to be given in Parliament the next day, but inspiration had fled. I looked over his stooped shoulder and read what he had written. Suddenly I remembered a phrase around which I had wanted to make a play, but had never done so. I whispered it into his ear and he wrote it down immediately. Nero, dost thou follow me? It was I who wrote those immortal words, ' Never has so much been owed by so many to so few ' . es, added Bacon slyly, just as you wrote ' Hamlet ' . Enid Pascoe, Form Vb, Barclay House. [261

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BTRON A DISPUTED AUTHORSHIP (If it h apologies ti John Kcndrick Bangs) THIS tale concerns a j:rou[ of illiistrious shades who have persuaded Charon to take them in his houseboat on a cruise ot the River Styx. Shakespeare, annoyed because his greatest work, Hamlet, had been criticized bv Bvron, whom he considered a mischievous younij cynic, told Charon to bring his doublet as he wished to seek nuire intelligent arul sympathetic company in the lounge. As he went downstairs, he turned around and caught sight of Byron, convulsed with laughter, reading a paper on wiiich Shakespeare had been writing. Thou villain. muttered Shakespeare, dost thou mock the spelling that I use, I. who have no equal in the world or here : Furiously he snatched up Nero ' s fiddle which unfortunatelv happened to be on the floor and threw it at Byron. Although the aim was true, the missile passed right through the young poet without disturbing him, for you see. he was only a shade. In the lounge. Sir Francis Bacon. Churchill, Hitler, and Nero were discussing the plight of literature on earth. Just as Shakespeare entered quietly, Bacon said, Last night, in Montreal. I saw a production of ' Hamlet ' presented by an Englishman named Wolfit. He seems to think he understands some of Will ' s plays. It was really rather well done, vou know, but of course, it was spoiled by the scenery. Oh, for a stage such as there used to be when I was on earth! Just before he died, Hamlet, who was por- trayed by olfit, gave such an eerie shudder that it almost made me wish I hadn ' t written the scene with so realistic a touch. On perceiving Shakespeare in the doorway, he blushed, and at a loss as to what he should say next, he went over to Nero, who was pursuing his favourite pastime, playing his fiddle. Come and join us. Shakespeare, called Churchill as he took his ever-present cigar from his mouth momentarily. We were discussing present day literature and would like to know how it impresses you. Hitler says that all this criticizing of the [25]

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XUNIOR THE STORY OF REX e had a big dog. His name was Rex. Rev liked to play with Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell is our cat. Rex and Tinker Bell were great friends. They played outside. They had great fun together, an l Rex died with an illness. Tinker Bell is lonesome now. Bemta Haslett, Age 8, Remove. EASTER-TIME Easter is coming soon. The Howers are all in bloom The birds will sing. The bells will ring. And in will come the spring. Linda McDougall, Age 9, Remove. A PIGGIE BANK I AM a piggie bank and I have had many adventures. First I was in a place which smelt very much, and then a man started hammering on me. I started to run away but he caught me. Then he put paint all over me and it didn ' t feel very nice. It was even worse than having my mother w ash me. hen he had finished putting the paint on me, I shook and it went all in his eyes. Then I said I was going to wash him. At this I saw that the man w as very angry. He w as going to spank me when I jumped off the table and ran out into the street. I ran and ran. Then suddenly I felt a net around me, and before I knew it, I was in a dark truck with lots of piggie banks. Later I fell asleep. When I awoke I found myself in a very bright store. Then a lady came and put me in a shopping bag, and I fell asleep. When I awoke she was wrapping me in paper and then she put me in a dark tunnel and I fell down and down. I thought I must be in a mail box. Sure enough I was, because soon after the mailman came and put me in his bag. Then I was put in a truck which was going to Montreal. While I was in the truck I was bumped about a lot, and then all of a sudden my little box jumped up and hit a crook on the head. The Police were very glad that my box hit the crook, and they looked at my address to find out where I was going. One of the Police said he would [27]