University of Toronto Schools - Twig Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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THE TWIG Q7 fbffc mfixgx- g.,N Sul' Form Captain: P. Taylor Form Prefect: V. Nordheimer Athletic Representative: B. Smith Form Reporter: Cameron Our form was represented on the first Rugby team by Taylor and Zinkan who, bv the way, also stars at golf and skiing. Dowsley, Nordhiemer, K. Whitehead and Baker played on the l25 pound team. Dowsley is the man who does all the work while the rest sit round and watch. At field day, Barton Smith, our worthy athletic representative, romped home with 24 of the form's 45 points on field day. Henry came in with I7 and Sainsbury showed he was good in something by corn- ing in with 4 points. Many of the form's members are taking part in the assault-at-arms. We must not forget to announce that Fairlie once won a poker game, and Crab- tree is well on in the Tiddley Winks tourna- ment at the Good Fellows Club. l-le meets Col. l-loofer to-morrow. IIB would be glad if someone could ans- wer the following questions: l. When is Key going to get a bottle of ink, instead of making Birch furnish his supply? 2. When will Smith calm down in a German Period? 3. Smoking hasn't stunted Dale's growth, but what does G. Cameron smoke? 4. When will Birch stop talking about blonde students? 5. When will Nordheimefs name be pro- nounced correctly? 6. When will Taylor remember the attendance slip? 7. l-las Crawford ever played golf? We wonder with those plus forties. 8. Where does Dale get his permanent wave ?

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THE TWIG It remains to be seen what we can do in hockey, but we are not worried about it. With such athletes as we have in HA, we ought to be able to make some real addi- tions to the teams. Keep up that fighting spirit HA. A Bicyclist's Fate-By Jim Goodson He rode his bike with all due speed, The cars and trucks he did not heed, The traffic signals he rushed by, And every now and then he'd cry, Will l be late? He dashed past all pedestrians, Past auto and equestrians, With screaming brakes on every hand, l-le screamed still louder to demand, Will l be late? On, on he Hew until he came, To U.T.S. the school of fame, l-le thought of alibis which might, Help to lessen his awful plight, lf I be late. Up the front steps he ran unstopped, But, as he reached the door he dropped, And, as they carried him inside, l-le murmured just before he died :- 'il was not late. HOMEWORK fAs Shakespeare would have written it., Thrice the rebel spirit howls, Thrice and once the head doth whine, We must be as sage as owls Or our work is out of line. Chorus-Double, double, toil and trouble, Brains must seethe and boil and bubble. French has cases, time and tense, Latin has its passive voice, Measly marks to recompense, But of course, we have no choice. Chorus--Double, double, toil and trouble, Once again our work doth double. Though the brains must much endure, lt will finally deflle 'em Then our liberty is sure, We will move to some asylum. Chorus-Double, double, toil and trouble, Then our heads will cease to bubble. MELLERDRAMMER IN POME BY ME. l now will relate a tragedy sad, The story is awful, the rhyming's not bad. To our young handsome hero we'll give the name x We'll sing all his praises fjust what he expectsl. Now x came one morning to school almost late, ln fact, it was almost an hour past eight, l-le rushed down the stairs till he got to his lock, As he tried to unlock it, it just seemed to mock. It was closedg it was locked, It just wouldn't open, So he gave himself up to moaning and moping, But he kept right on trying, yea hundreds of times, And after it, felt like committing some crimes. But he thought With great patience, l will try it next, l'll do it quite slowly and just won't get vexed. So he tried to unlock his padlock once more. But the darned thing was obstinate, right to the core. So finally, with a discouraging cry, I-le broke down the door, but still with a sigh. And then came the terrible, tragical shocker- The poor goof found out that it wasn't his locker.

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T H E T W I G THE NOTABLES Now Taylor is our Captain strong, Q He rules with iron hand, And though he often does things wrong X He does the best he can. f Oh have you seen the mighty ears Which Frewer's head do grace, N He has to haul them in for fear ' They will obscure his face. x D Oh Birch and Marshall are a pair, - .,- ., The blondes they simply slay, r 5 AB Because of lVlarshall's lovely hair And Birch's loving way. Qlgfg Oh Frainy with his big broad smile, I B The kind we love to see, X nm, He sits and smiles when all the while, J ol His looks are blank ftee heel. Take Crawford with his large plus 4's He simply is too cute, Instead of fours they should be more, The size just doesn't suit. And now my story's ended, And now my time is done, l've told you of our notables, The rest of us are dumb. The Cameroii- XYliat's all this about Cadet training? Wonder of Wonders Oh readers, a couple of llB'ers actually offered to help your form reporter. He has just got out of the hospital, recovering from the shock, Alina! 87