Trinity College School - Record Yearbook (Port Hope, Ontario Canada)

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is TRINITY coI.I.Eq EscHooI.REcQRI2 Mg W engaged. They stripped oft' their cloaks and mufiiers and prepared for their entrance into the ball-room. Bill Royce. giving up the unconscious Jim k Co. as ll bad job, climbed into the driver's seat. started the car. and roared off through the darkness to the Cobden Square police station. He rushed in. glancing at the clock. It was 12 o'clock. A few words awoke the sleepy sergeant at the desk. A bell clanged. A sound of scrambling and stamping overhead. Fifteen sleepy constables clattered downstairs. buckling oII belts and equipment. Revolvers. boys! barked the sergeant. unlocking a large cabinet. All rushed out. piling into a large van parked nearby. Off they went. bumping along over the deserted streets. is ri: Midnight? The orchestra stilled its clamor. A door at the back of the platform opened. In filed a rather villainous-looking Santa Claus and three fellow-country- men. taking up their positions in a line across the front of the dais. The dancers halted and gathered in towards the platform. Santa Claus spoke: I wish yoI1 all a very Merry Christmas! Then he and his three satellites delved deep in their great bags. And now, stick 'em up! Eight hands fiashed out of four bags. Eight evil- looking automatics swept over the crowd with evil intent. Women screamed and fainted. Men turned pale. A forest of hands went up. The three Eskimos climbed down and commenced to rob the guests systematically, gathering everything of value from the luckless dancers. A car drew up outside with a great noise of brakes. Nobody paid any heed to it. Suddenly. the tall French windows which surrounded the ball-room and were closed and curtained, were thrust open. In fifteen windows appeared fifteen blue-clad figures. revolver in hand. In the Kings name! cried a ringing voice. Santa Claus and the three Eskimos reached heavenwards. It's all up, muttered St. Nick. Thank heaven, gasped the Duchess. The moral to this story. dear children, is that a man's head is always harder than it looks. C. F. H. PUZZLES DOUBLE ACROSTIC No. 3 Lights: Mother on the left. her child the right: The proverbial source of creative might. 1. My tirst's a Hollywood star of fame. A lady with a blackish name. 2. A German raider brought to heel: Muller skippered this luckless keel. 0. Invert the famed abbreviation For bravery's highest compensation. 4. Erin go bragh is the best example Of this old tongue. the clue is ample. 5. My fifths a battle. Helas, Poor France! And yet a type of conveyance. 6. Thus doth the Roman sailor free His ship about to put to sea. 7. My seventh's a warlike Zulu band. That Haggard's readers understand. S. Tropical alimentg read on And that last line's initials con. 9. Your geography with ease detects What in a Southern Gulf projects. DO THIS IN YOUR HEAD I give you as much as you have. You spend S10.00. I give you as much as you have left. You spend S10.00. I again give you as much as you have left. You spend 310.00 and you are broke. How much had you when you started 7-S. J. B. 13 CHANGING WORDS To change RIOT to DEBT : NEWT to PAIN g GULF to SOLD in five moves each: a letter may be changed more than once. but only one letter at a time. No slang to be used.-H. M. CHEATING THE BLACKSMITH A Scotch farmer took to a blacksmith five pieces of chain, each of three links, which he wanted made into one length of chain. How much '? said Sandy. A penny a break, and a penny a weld. said the smith. Eightpence altogether. Na, na. retorted Sandy. At the same rate. ah'll get it feenished fur saxpence onywhere else. And he did. Do you know how 'Z ENDLESS CHAIN PUZZLE Below are the definitions of fourteen words. When these words have been rightly guessed, the last two letters of the first word will be the first two of the second word, and so on. The last two letters of the fourteenth word will be the first two of the first. The words are of equal length. -D. N. B. 1.-The lender of money on interest. 2.-A wea- sel-like animal. 3.-To irritate. 4.-Distance be- tween the two ends. 5.-From that time. 6.-One who judges. TWA beginning. 8.-To rouse. 9.- The right of holding land. 10.-To put right. 11.- A current-making machine. 12.-In the fashion. 13. -To slope downward. 14.-Contained in veins. Solutions to last issue's puzzles. DOUBLE ACROSTIC No. 2 1. M a 1' i A 2. O t t e R R e u t e R -1. O l i v i A 5. C a t a l o G 6. C h i c a g O 7. O b e r o N 1. Maria. Twelfth Night. Ave Maria! 4. Olivia in love with Viola. Twelfth Night. 7. Oberon. Midsummer Nights Dreamf' Ober. Germang on. English. FIGURE PUZZLES . e 5 I 13 ' 12 I 4 -if F15 V8 ifgfilji A ., . 4 g3gli1W'i6il 14- ' m L 10. Q? -.l-J,l-lL ENDLESS CHAIN PUZZLE 1. SEIZE 6. DEATH CHILL 2. ZEBRA 7. THEIR LLAMA 3. RAZOR 8. IRISH MAKER 4. oRIEL 9. SHAPE ERASE 5. ELIDE Io. PERCH

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TRINITY t'Ol.l.lCGl'l SVIIHUI. ltl'It'Ulilb 1', THE DUCIIESS' BALI. It was the morning of' December 2'lth. The Duchess of Darlington's large London mansion resembled a bee- hive working overtime. All was bustle and hurry and the house was given over to caterers and decorators, for the event of' the season was coming off that night. A fancy-dress ball of great size indeed. over 700 couples, was going to take place. The finishing touches were being applied. The Duchess was telephoning. Then you will have the men here at 12 sharp to-night? Yes, your ladyshipf' She rang off, and crossed the room, opened the door, and saw a man in the corridor hammering up festoons and dec- orations. If she had gone to the door a minute earlier, she would have seen him with his ear glued to the key- hole, but she didn't, and thereby hangs a tale. il: :li :lf :lf 9.30--The guests were arriving. Taxi after taxi, limousine after limousine, drew up under the large portico and discharged its load of brilliantly-dressed men and women, then passed on. The stream of cars had thinned out considerably by 10 o'clock, and at ten-fifteen the dancing commenced, to the jazz ground out by the latest thing in syncopators. All went well, and the Duchess seemed very pleased with everything. Supper was to take place at 12.15. At 12 Santa Claus was to make his entry, supported by three Eskimos. These four were to bring large bags full of trinkets and gifts to be distributed to the guests. Eleven-thirty came, and all was progressing merrily. The jazz-hounds still pounded mechanically. Couples moved gaily around the great ballroom, which was decked with all manner of things representing Christmastide. Between dances, a footman came quietly up to the Duchess, and spoke softly to her. Then they're here, James? Yes, my lady. All right, then tell them to get changed right away. Yes, my lady. Pls Ik :lf Pk Jim Thompson was down and out. He was one of the many unemployed. His company. or rather the com- pany for which he had worked, had been forced to cut down its staff, and he had been the one to go. That had been two months ago, and now his scanty savings were all gone. He was living in one of those large establish- ments which philanthropists have provided for the needy in London. A bed, bread and tea-that was all, but infinitely better than a bench in the park, and then the Embankment. He lay on his bed and brooded, wondering why he had had to go. A strident voice broke in on his reverie: Thompson! Here I am! Telephone! He rose and rushed out to the telephone booth. Yes, sir, what is it? This is Reynolds, the jeweller's, by whom you were employed until two months ago, if my information is correct. Yes, sir. Report here at 8.30 this evening if you want to earn i5. Yes, sir, and thank you, sir. The time could not fly fast enough for him. At last, at 7 o'clock, he set out on his long tramp across London, from East to West. At 8.20 he went into the vast jeweller's emporium, still doing a roaring trade, for it was the Christmas season and the store did not close till 10. One of the pages showed him to the Managers office. He knocked, went in, and found the manager and three other men, dressed as shabbily as himself. How are you, Thompson? Got any pressing engage- ments to-night ? No, sir. Then you're just the man to play Santa Claus at the Duchess of Darlington's affair. Now here's what you've got to do. At 11.30 you will leave here in a car, dressed at Santa Claus. These three other fellows will be dressed as Eskimos, and will be your escort, so to speak. You will each be provided with a large bag of' gifts for the guests, which you will dis- tribute when you get there. They will tell you exactly what to do on arrival. V All right, sii', and a very Merry t'hristnias to you, The four men filed out ul' the otlice, and pi-oeet-fled lo a room in the top ot' the large building, where they found a professional make-up artist awaiting tln-in. They talked and smoked, and .Iini found out that the other three were unemployed men like himself. At 10 o'clock the make-up man got busy. and all four were disguised and painted-up by 11.25. lfacli was loaned a heavy cape to keep warm in, and then they went down to the ground floor in the elevator. Bill Royce, chief' chaufleui' to Reynolds, l.iinited. drew up outside the main entrance to that large store at 11.15. according to instructions. A man was leaning against a nearby lamp-post. muffled up from head to foot in dark clothes. lle turned to look at the car, and somehow his face seemed like that of the decorator outside the Duchess' room that morning. Then he came over and spoke to Bill: f'hauffeur for Reynolds? Yep Good job, ehZ ' You said it, Crash! The man had ripped a length of lead pipe from a pocket and hit the luckless Bill a terrific crack on the head. He slumped forward over the wheel. The mysterious one immediately whistled softly, while changing caps with the chauffeur. Three others, mufiied to the eye-brows, appeared, and carried our unconscious William away, laying him gently on a neighbouring door- step. Reckon he's out for 10 hours anyway. You said it, Bob. These three men then departed to a large car. a Daimler, like that of Reynolds. Limited, and took their places within. The fourth took his place at the wheel of the jeweller's car. At 11.30 to the minute, Jim Thomson and his allies opened the main entrance of Reynolds and came out. heavily laden, entering the waiting car. They all piled into the back. The chauffeur then closed the door, which he had set to lock. The windows were all up and closed tightly. They started off. and after a few minutes. Jim noticed a sickly smell in the back compartment. He said. What,s the smell .... '? and then fell back uncon- scious. His three companions did likewise. The chauf- feur then blew the horn violently three times, and drew in to the curb. A large car appeared out of the darkness behind and followed suit. The four sleepers were quickly stripped and the four mysterious ones assumed their fantastic outfits. Then rugs were heaped on the unconscious ones. and their bags were transferred to the other car. which then drove off into the night at a great speed. Pretty neat work, eh Dan 7 You bet. Good idea, pumping that chloroform through the speaking tube? Sure Ten blocks back. Bill Royce was working frantically over the half-unconscious forms of Jim and his three fellow-workers. lYou see, he had a very, very hard head indeed. and had come-to in a hurry, and clung to the spare tire of the last car.l X at 11.50-The dance was going on apace. Under the huge chandeliers, the gay throng was coming and going with much laughter and merriment. A large car drew up at a side entrance. Four muffled and heavily-laden figures descended from it and were admitted by a liveried manservant. They were hurried to a small room opening onto the dais on which the orchestra was busily

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'I'RlNI'l'Y t'tll.I.I4lflI'l St'Iltltll, IlI'It'Ol2Il lp IN THE BOO lvSI IOP At any time it is unusual for the Radio listener to enjoy a broadcast without having his pleasure interfered with by the constant interruptions of the announcer in boosting the sponsors of the entertainment. Granted we owe.much to these beneficial advertisers for launching good broadcasts on the air, but one would think a little thought on their part over the ironical juxtaposition of excellent music and some insignificant cosmetic, hoot- polish, tooth-paste, etc., would convince them that they thus detract from the value of the concert. Not so, on it goes night after night. This is the Schubert Centennial period, and the air has been alive with that master's compositions. But,-there's always a but,-while silently applauding a splendid orchestral interpretation, I am advised to send my name and address to the station to which I am listening and I will receive a tube of Thin- gummy Toothpaste free, absolutely free. Now, think of that, just a stamp and two lines of writing and I save my gums from that dread pyorrhea. Schubert is forgotten and I whirl the dial in search of a concert free from interminable advertisement. But the annoying thing is that the best concert is always punctuated with the persistent advice to try Somebody's Shoes, Electric Cleaner or Holeproof Socks. Well, thatis always the wayg there's aye a fly in the ointment when you get something for nothing. However, at this time the gift shops are especially keen on Radio advertisement, and the listener is advised to try Bookman's Bookshop for his Christmas gifts. Avoid that last minute rush to secure your presentsg besides there's always a greater selection before they have been picked over. Well, I decided to pay something for the Bookman Broadcast, so I sought their head- quarters, where I would be sure to find the greatest selection of varied literature ever presented to the Canadian public. You have all had the same experience: up rushes the polite floor walker-no, not rushes, glides rapidly is better-5 Can I show you something, sir? 'No, thanks, not immediately, I reply sheepishly. I want to look around first. But, no sooner have I chosen a book for rapid inspection than he is on my heels with his helpful suggestions. I wasn't looking for anything in particular, but, seeing an odd lot of Shakespeare in leather, I searched around till I had accumulated about ten of the set. all being the more uncommon of the plays. And the floor- walker is constantly with me, piling upon me three or four copies of 'Coriolanusf about half a dozen of 'Richard II.' and about the same of 'Timon of Athens' and 'A Winter's Tale.' Now among my choice fell one or other of the historical plays-I've forgotten which: anyway I wanted Part II. of that play, but no. I was to be denied. according to my attendant spirit. It was sold out, there having been a great demand on that play recently, in preference to the other. So I moved on with my ten little Shakespeares, but I had not escaped so easily. My unwilling ears were dinned with the good bookseller's usual oration: Had I seen the new edition of the Waverley novels? There's a choice for you, if you like, an ideal Christmas gift for yourself or your best friend. Nobody could fail to appreciate the beautiful calf binding, the clear emphatic print on the finest of paper, and above all 'the reading that maketh a full manf Here, let me tell you, he would go on. here is the finest example of romantic story-telling: nothing in modern days has he-'ii written to rival it. Scott, you know, wrote lcgm1,oo, Kenilworth, 'I'he Ili-art nl' Midlothian, Holi Roy and others too numerous to mention that give us a closer insight into Iflnglish history. No, I didn't know, I said. but found all his comments so edifying. lt was a pleasure to have a conductor so xx ell versed in literature. Enlivened to his task. he pulled me round with him -by now I was reconciled. Perhaps my taste was potry. Would I care to see a few volumes? lIere's Wordsworth in morocco, rice paper, gilt, in one volume, the great Englishman, you know, who-whether I did or not, on he enthused over that gentleman's virtues. He was the greatest of the Lake Poets. What lake hy the way '3 Oh, some lake in England where he and his friends wrote ponies that are now very famous. Would you ca1'e to see this? And he opened the hook at 'I'intern Abbey. This, you see, is the pote's lovely description of that famous abbey. As a matter of fact I knew it wasn't, as I had learned most of it by heart at school. but I wasn't disposed to stop him. He was in his favorite vein. apparently, and he rambled on. Look at this, now: Intimations of Immortality. and by the vision splen- did, is on his way attended : there's fine rhyming for you. Shades of the prison-house begin to close about the growing boy. What a thought! What genius! You don't find anything like that written today. And I don't mean maybe. If more of us read more of that sort of stud, we would be a far better world. But maybe you don't care for potry 3 some of us are that way, I know, but make up for it by reading lots of prose. He was warming to his work, although he had only got five dollars out of me. The Collins Library next claimed his attention, and mine perforce. See these for a dollar, and leather binding, he said, picking out The Hoggarty Diamond. Let's see, Thackeray. oh yes, that's one of the finest mystery tales ever written: if you like exciting adventure, that's your book, Now, here's one in popular demand, and I can well understand why: Dickens' David Copperfield. All the schools in Ontario were reading it last year, as it is supposed to be really an autobiography: nine hundred pages of the finest Eng- lish. chock full of humor and adventure which appeals to us all, old or young. Just above there is Irving Cobb, one of Americas greatest, side by side with George Eliot. another renowned Englishman of the Thackeray type. Poor Mary Ann Evans! Would she now regret her choice of pen-name? I did not feel a bit snobbish in continuing to listen, as he was evidently enjoying the opportunity to inform the poor, unlettered shopper. On the contrary I thanked him for adding to my pleasure during this first visit to Bookman's, and assured him I had never had one like it. He believed me and bowed me out with the same superiority that had characterized his boosting of the books. A week later came the Bookman Broadcast again. and it did not fail to tell me between Drink to Me Only and O, Mary at Thy Window Be that the visitor to their bookshop would be accorded every attention, cour- tesy and expert advice on his or her choice from their stock. One last word, avoid the rush by coming early and get a wide selection before the best books have been picked over. -NIBLICK. THE GO-GETTER. - The go-getter goes till he gets what he goes for, The go-getter works till he reaps what he sows for. He fixes a goal and resolves when he sets it, The way to a goal is to go till he gets it.