United Colleges - Vox Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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vox 29 Man., Strassburg, Sask., Kerrobert, Sask., and Brandon, Man. Then Brandon College gave her call, and the Arts course offered there at¬ tracted him. But three years were taken as “time out” while he went to the Brandon Normal School, and later taught at Sandy Lake, Man., and Bladworth, Sask. After his Arts work he continued his studies along his chosen line, that of Theology, in Manitoba College, where he graduated this spring. His main interest seems to have been in the Student Volunteer and S.C.M. Movements, although he has found time for debating and dramatics on the side. In 1928-29 he was a delegate to the Quadren¬ nial S. V. Convention, and since then on the Canadian Committee, one year as Chairman, and also a member of the Council for North American section. His hope is to sail for foreign field within the next two years. During his college course he has served the church in various missions fields, especially those of Desford, Two Creeks, Rosser, and Starbuck. During the past winter he has been directing the Young Peoples’ work in St. Stephen’s Broadway United Church. His immediate prospects are centred in the field of Ninette, Man., where he has been called to be the minister, after ordination in June. John d. McKenzie, b.a. Jack gave his first yell at Delor- aine in 1906, and has ever since been disturbing the peace. Beginning his career on a farm, it was in the local school-house that his earliest education was re¬ ceived. After finishing his High School course at Deloraine, he sought further learning, and in the fall of 1924, as a freshman, swore allegiance to the University of Manitoba; the four years spent at the “U” show that Jack never let work interfere with pleasure. How¬ ever, at the end of four years the faculty of Arts recognized that Jack should be given an opportun¬ ity to sleep through lectures in some other institution of learning, and granted him his “B.A.” From 1928-31 the Theological Department of the United Colleges was the scene of Jack ' s endeavors. During the College course here he has served on several Mission Fields, and now, upon graduation, goes out into the Battle of Life; wishing he had not slept through so many lectures and hoping he doesn’t starve. Our wish is—may he work harder than he did at College. CLIFFORD S. MATCHETT, Bachelor of Arts The gods have dealt favorably with Cliff. To begin with, they decreed that he should claim Tre- herne as his home; secondly, that he be handsome with curly hair; thirdly, that he have the grace and

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28 VOX ©MAID) Theology JAMES P. BROWN Jim is an Irishman, although he was born in Manitoba. His natural wit and humor have made college life richer for himself and for others, smoothing out many a kink in the chains of friendship, Jim arrived with bag and bag¬ gage from Waskada in the autumn of 1926 and has been arriving (usually a little late) ever since. He was an integral part of Class ’30 for two years while taking his Pre-Med. work, and then turning to Theology continued as a part, and no mean part at that, of the “thirty gang.” When we think of Jim we may mentally picture an active young imp who is either doing something to help somebody or is playing a trick in a good-natured way. Jim can dump beds as nicely as the next one, and never misses a chance to take part in a fracas of any kind. Or we may picture a person getting real comfort out of life—either sleeping on a Western tour, or sleeping while three morn¬ ing bells ring, or merely sleeping with the determination to work after. Or we get a glimpse of an athlete—running on the track, catching behind the plate, playing centre-half with proficiency, or scoring from centre ice. Or yet a picture comes to us of a real gentle¬ man, a true friend, a real scout. One who does his bit well on hard mission fields, one who is as true as steel, one who can be counted upon to measure up to the task before him, strong to do his part in the uplifting of mankind. All these pictures together present Jim. Jim has the ambition of some day qualifying as a medical mis¬ sionary. To this end he hopes to enter medicine soon, and then com¬ pleting that course be able to re¬ alize his mission. We are sorry to see Jim go, and shall surely miss him in many ways. Our best wishes ever go with him. —H.J.H. J. SCOTT LEITH Bachelor of Arts Some twenty-five years ago in a Manse near Moose Jaw, on the prairies in what was then the North West Territories, Scott raised his voice in protest against existing conditions. Since then he has made his home with his par¬ ents in various centres in Manitoba and Saskatchewan. His knowledge¬ seeking propensities found outlet in the public schools of McConnell,

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30 VOX ability of making and keeping friends. Cliff has now completed seven years at college, and indeed, they have been worth while. He has drunk deep of the wells of learn¬ ing, proving himself a student of credit, receiving his degree with the ’28’s. He has received much ex¬ perience baching, and now know¬ ing the ins and outs of the game has weighed it in the balance and found it wanting. (This is merely a prophecy.) He has gained valu¬ able experience in executive and routine work connected with stud¬ ent life, having reached the climax in this regard when during the ses¬ sion 1929-30, he acted as Presi¬ dent of the Theological Society, the Secretary of Student Council, and as Editor-in-Chief of Vox, reaching heights of popularity in this last phase which may be justly coveted. As a member of residence. Cliff, or rather “Pop”, has served well as “official” door tapper and incidentally served on that ques¬ tionable entity, the House Com¬ mittee. Cliff’s record on Mission Fields is very good and he now goes up North to Cold Lake to gain ex¬ perience as a mining camp minister. He will be ordained in June, at the annual meeting of the Mani¬ toba Conference of the United Church to be held in Brandon, and then will be ready to perform the many marriage ceremonies which he has been soliciting during the past years. Above all, Cliff is a friend, and as such we shall remember him. True, sincere, courteous, he will succeed in no small measure in his chosen work. —H.J.H. WRAY OLIVER MATHER, Bachelor of Arts The subject of this short sketch, Wray Oliver Mather, came into this world some twenty-six years ago to learn for himself what it was all about. Since then, Wray has been a very industrious stud¬ ent. Yea! almost a scholar, as he has been everything from a her¬ ring choker in Prince Edward Is¬ land to a broncho buster in Al¬ berta. Public school first engaged Wray’s attention, then followed High School at Norwich Colllegi- ate, Ont. Feeling this to be enough theory for the present, he then ex¬ perimented with the art of preach¬ ing, choosing a summer resort—- Normandale, on Lake Erie, pos¬ sibly because of the beauty about the place. With a mixture now, of theory and practice, Wray proceed¬ ed to Victoria College, University of Toronto, where the college passed through him and he grad¬ uated after four years absorption; with his Bachelor of Arts in Philo¬ sophy. So far, but not so long. Theol¬ ogy now engaged Wray’s attention and after taking his first year at Toronto, learning that real men always finished their course in the West—the West it was, and Wray came to dear old ’Toba to finish. Here he combated with every¬ thing until in desperation—to end