Vaughan Road Academy - Acta Studentium Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

 - Class of 1935

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ACTA STUDENTIUM Page 43 now. A stupor seemed to be creeping over me. I felt lovely, lazy, languid. What won't they tell me? My voice was scarce above a whisper. She seemed away off now, so far off that I could not hear her. The pillow felt delightfully soft, and oool . . . cool, soft sheetsg everything soft and cool . . . I snozzled. Spencer Piper V SAEIRAMIENWT ITH clear silver tones, the little bell of St. Therese, the tiny chapel on the hill, sounded richly and fully over the rapidly darkening valley nestled beneath the protecting mountain peaks. Then all was quiet in the little town of Munerberg in this fertile valley of the Swiss Alps until could be heard the deep, holy music of the organ, and voices lifted in songs of praise. After about an hour, the doors were flung wide and a small group of picturesque mountain folk began to wind their way down the steep path, to the peaceful town below. Like weary eyes, closing to await another day, the light left the trim little windows, one by one, and save for the white light of the moon, and stars that sparkled in a clear, cold heaven, all was soon in darkness. Back in the chapel, the parish priest and a group of monks were preparing to retire,-all but Brother Michael to whom had been assigned the duty of filling the golden goblets with red wine and of preparing fresh breadAfor to- morrow was Easter. With great care he poured the precious liquid into each shinning cup and placed the fresh, white bread on the silver plates. White bread was a rare and great delicacy for the humble valley folk, and only on holy feast days did their lips touch what was to them, a thing of luxury. What was that? Brother Michael started. Methinks I heard a faint knock. There it was again. Who could it be? Cautiously he approached the low, arched door and opened it a little, then, seeing nothing, he opened it more wide' ly. At his feet something limp and ragged fell. He was at first alarmed but in a moment had regained his customary complacency so that he could investigate the intrusion. Turning the bundle over, he found it to be a very dirty and ragged beggarman, emaciated, desperately thin, and stiff with cold. Dragging him to a chair, Brother Michael succeeded in ref moving a little of the dust from the strangers face and in imparting some warmth to the frosty limbs by vigorous rubbing. A drink, a drink, food. something to eatg I must have food! the man cried pitifully. Seeing nothing but the pre' cious goblets and bread which he had so carefully prepared, Brother Michael seized a cup and a piece of bread and proceeded to feed the poor wretch who had so unceremoniously presented him' self at such an unearthly hour. In a few moments the man had almost completely recovered. This, asserted Brother Michael, might serve to keep the cold from your body, as he handed him a long, black, woollen robe. The man stretched eager and grateful hands toward the priestly garment, slipped it on and left as quickly as he had come. , Brother Michael's head was in a state of confusion. Seating himself on a chair, he mopped his brow and tried to collect his scattered wits. His glance wandered around the little room until it finally reached the table on which the empty goblet stood. Then he stared. What had he done? What would the Priest say to him? The holy wine and bread! Wringing his hands, he paced the stone

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Page 42 ACTA STUDENTIUM Virol' f I did not tax my weary brain by try' ing to figure out what relation they were to each other. Please leave meg I'm tired. Ibegged. No sooner had these pests gone than a similar one appeared. It, too, was a lamb, as nude as its predecessors, moreso in fact as it did not even have a towel around it. The poor little beast was riding a tricycle on top of a breadwagon. It looked horribly cold. It held up a sign with something written on it about the Sunshine Vitamins in Westons' Bread. How do you think I can count one sheep? I protested wearily. It very condescendingly wheeled off. I counted 'lFour'l. What slow busif ness, I thought. Then they began to come faster. About ten appeared, all decked out in earrings, fine dresses, and bobbed hair, Sheep look awfully silly with bobbed hair, and they were decorated with eye' brow pencil and rouge. I tried hard to count them, but my brain was reeling. Did Alice send you? I moaned. Alice Who? they echoed. L'Why Alice in Wonderland. One of the sheep, more prominent than her fellows, because her tail was marcelled, stepped forward. The rest lined up behind in single file. Said the owner of the stylish tail, We are the Mrs. IvanfOvelitch VanDundervunts Junior. I am Mrs. IvanfOvelitch Van' Dundervent junior I. She turned obout sharply, From the right-number. They purred Two . . Three . . Four . .M until it came to the last, number nine. She said, Baa-aa. The leader smiled apologetically and said, She can't speak English yet. She is, however, Mrs. Ivan' Ovelitch VanDundervunt Junior IX. Yes, yes, I replied, trying to be polite, Glad to know you. We are smart society sheep, conf tinued the chaperone Moreover, we all use Ponds. I am no ladies' man, especially when the ladies are sheep. It's very kind of you to have come, I sighed ungraciousf ly, but I want: to go to sleep. After curtseying ridiculously, and smiling like a lot of cows chewing Dentyne, elles prendrent leurs cognees. These silly, silly sheep wearied meg they made my head buzz more, and my eyes were scorchingly dry. I had not been celebrating-O, No-g it was all because of those blamed magazine ads. Well, I was just beginning to snooze when two more odious visitors arrived. their predecessors, they con' Like trasted with each other violently. One was as sembled thin as a carrot, the other ret- a squash. They were both in bathing suits. The thin one had pimples on its face. I had to laugh, you have no idea how funny a sheep covered with pimples looks in a bathing suit. The carrot variety one looked at me sourly and said, I do not take Ironized Yeast. The squash, smiling sweetly, broke in, I take Ironized Yeast. I was just going to say something dis- agreeable when a still more unusual sight met my haggard eyes. A big rain in a Grenadier's uniform pranced up to me. He was smoking a cigarette, and looked really happy. It was a relief to see himg the other sheep had been so stupid. He saluted jovially and began to speak in a deep, pleasant voice. Buckinghams are tihroatfeasy, sez I. said he. All too soon he saluted and left. No sooner had my soldierly friend departed, than a sheep of the hot flapper variety rushed in excitedly. Her cheeks and lips were painted a vivid red, and her hoofs were shined exquisitely. Which way did He go? she cried. Uh? I dunno. I grunted sleepily, which way had he gone anyway? Funny thing . . . but I just couldnt seem to recollect. Oh she sighed, umy lovely romance spoiled all on account of BO. Who is he? I asked, hoping dazedly to be able to avenge her wrong. Say you don't know the half of it, she replied. k'Here I've kept my school' girl complexion with Italian Balm, and used Cutex on my finger nails every day, and then . . . but even your friends won't tell you . . . It was all beyond me. I was nodding



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