University of Manitoba - Brown and Gold Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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FIRST let me offer my sympathy to the undergraduates of the University Manitoba for the upsets and disturbances that war inevitably brings to a college campus. My own college work was interrupted by war and I know from experience how ditlicult it is to concentrate on normal work and activity when urgent and abnormal demands are being made on all sides. But this interruption is not wholly bad by any means. It makes for temporary difficulty but, if history repeats itself-and I believe in this particular instance that it will-our victory and its aftermath will bring with it a great stirring and ferment in the world which can be turned to good account, if we are wise enough to take advantage of it. I do not propose to elaborate this moral or to become any more senten- tious than I am now, but let me underline the obvious by saying that the world is going to be a fairly interesting place these next twenty or thirty years, and I wish the present generation of University of Manitoba students well in it. GEORGE V. FERGUSON, Honorary President, U.M.S.U. 24

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Clfniversity Song to fffer Qraduates Go! I have pampered. You enough. I have shown you how Other men have lived and loved I have shown you what They have done and achieved In spite of fools . . . We have gone down Graecian halls And through Roman cities. I have dared you to point out fallacies In Shakespeare- Ancl prove them . . . We have entered the cathedral To hear Milton sing And Chaucer satirize. We have had tea with Addison And have lived with Walt Whitman-Lusty as Nature. I have shown you how Men feel and how they think and Why they do the terrible things They do. We have chatted with Plato And fought with Napoleon. Together we have taken. a Furtive glimpse at Einstein. But now- You must go! I cannot shelter you any longer. And protectively let you snuggle Up to my breast, I have tried to build Resistance and understanding in you: So that you will look upon man More kindly And try to forgive His manliness. And try to understand How bitter he must be, because He has failed to imitate God And how in his bitterness He creates new machines To kill and torture and enslave So that he may look at these Cold monsters and Swagger about as a Creator. -By A. C. GREEN Brains orr Boulder Dam The steel-clad switchboards, electrical brains for the two new 82,500 kilowatt generators for Boulder Dam are being built by Westinghouse. Two new water- wheel generators, also Westinghouse built, will supplement eight existing machines of identical rating, in addition to three smaller generators previously installed, and give Boulder Dam the Worlds largest concentration of electrical power. Constant propress in every field of elec- trical development has won for Westing- house the confidence and respect of all who buy or use electrical equipment in commerce, industry, transportation or the home. Westinghouse CANADIAN WESTINGHOUSE Co., LIMITED Head Office and Works: HAMILTON, ONT.

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ROYAL ALEXAN D RA HOTEL Winnipeg's Smart Meeting Place and Student's Social Centre ,A ,.,tx.. ,-'I XX ,f 5 - f , fi l. X if - L1.s,tu 43 M Nxt Egiijg! .- ,gg N N f fri 5 1'e- -A Qi' i , it it IEE it S. 'E te The popular choice for many gay student events. This distinctive hotel continues to provide ideal accommodation and faultless service for all forms of social activity in university life. - 3 Splendid ballrooms and lounges for dances or socials-intimate, comfortable dining rooms for private parties available subject to reservation. Saturday night supper dances are pop- ular weekly events of the Winter season. HUGH C. MACFARLANE, Resident Manager gffy fffome It is the little things that make My Home. Little things like the uneven tick of Several clocks through the night hush, The soft important striking of The oldest one there on the wall. The look of frosted windows, with the Tracery of some faded forest's ferns, and frozen stars. Silvered windows, and fresh curtains. Candlelight, and a peaceful quiet. A small dogis brown eyes and wagging tail, A white door, and a light at night, Smiles and laughter, tears, and, At times, uncertainty and a heartsick weariness. And yet through every day a confidence And a trust in each other . . . That is Home. That, and the memories of All childhood's dreams . . . faiths That have vanished like the morning mists. Trusts that have failed, And strong new hopes . . . a lifetime of Happiness, and of comracleships. Home is just the simple things, A family breathing in the night, And the creak of stairs, The knowing where to find things In the dark . . . Warmness, and familiar voices, Lights and shadows, singing, The scent of flowers and lavender, Laughter strangely distant . . . Home. -By DONNA MCRAE 276