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JUNE, 1935 


— Browning 





Mrs. C. H. Buck History 

A/i ^ /VI Upper English 

Miss D. M. Thwaite, Forms jyj metric 

Miss A. Elliott, Form V A French, German 

Miss N. E. Barrow, Form V B Classics 

Miss L. J. Colling, Form V C Mathematics, Science 

Miss B. Adams, Form IV A Mathematics, Geography 

Miss Neal, Form III Junior and Middle School 

Miss A. Belford Preparatory Forms 

Miss Evelyn Mills History, Latin, 


Miss D. C. Tipple Singing, Music, 


Miss E. Booth, Form Special Arts A and B Art and 

Handicrafts, Geography 

Mademoiselle L. Bertheny, Form Special C French 

Miss L. Blackburn Dancing, Drill, Games 

Miss M. MacCallan Nurse-Matron 

Miss M. Bartram Domestic Science 

Miss M. Carver Secretary 

Miss Julia MacBrien Dramatics 

Miss F. Cottee Science 

Mrs. F. Letts English 

Mr. H. Puddi combe Music 

Miss E. Bradford Music 

The Very Rev. E. Frank Salmon, D.D Bible Study 


Editor Genevieve Bronson 

Secretary Ethel South am 

Treasurer Sheila Skelton 

Advertising Betty Hooper (Manager) 

Anna Mackay 
AiLSA Gerard 

Literary Contributions M. Leathem 

A. Cochrane 

Sports and Photography Barbara Kennedy 

Lecture Notes Patricia Galt 

Drama Notes. . . Cecily Sparks 

Art and Music Notes Gvi^yneth Young 

Boarders' Notes Janet Dobell 

The Secretary acknowledges with thanks the following 
magazines received since May 1934: The Ashhurian, Trinity 
University Review, The Branksome Slogan, The Beaver Log, The 
Pibroch, Hatfield Hall Magazine, The Crof Ionian, Lower Canada 
College Magazine, The ''Ovenden' Chronicle, The ''Queen^s* Review. 






2 Frontispiece. 

3 Elmwood Staff. 

4 Magazine Staff. 

5 Contents. 

7 Extract from King's Speech. 

8-9 Pictures of Their Majesties. 

10 Poet Laureate's Jubilee Hymn. 

11 Account of Jubilee A. MacKay, Arts A 

12 Mrs. Buck's Letter. 

13 School Notes. 
19 House Notes. 
23 Prefect Notes. 
27 Sports Notes. 

31 School Calendar. 

33 Boarders' Notes. 

37 Lecture Notes. 

39 Drama Notes. 

44 Music Notes. 

44 Art Notes. 

46 Old Girls' Notes. 

51 "Elmwood 

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Clare Borbridge 

52 Toe. H. Service. 

54 Joy in the Working Day 

54 Mountains 

55 A Roman Holiday 

56 Marionettes 

57 His Spurs 

58 Atlantic Storm 

D. M. Thwaite 

D. M. Thwaite 


E. Newcombe, Form III 

J. RussEL, VIb 

A. Bethune, Vc 

58 The Creator 

S. BouRiNOT, Form III 


59 Eventide 




60 The Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. 

64 Form VI Upper S. Skelton, VI upper 

65 Poor Little Rich Dog C. Sparks, VI a 

68 Young Peter Brown P. Mathewson, Fb 

69 Four Sale and Illustrations . . .Household Management Class 

70 Spring P. Clark, Vc 

70 Bedtime. . J. Daniels, IV a 

71 At the Bend of the River B. Whitley, VI a 

74 The Sail Boat A. Cochrane, VI a 

74 I Have a Little House \^t> ttt 

74 The Winds / Blackburn, Form III 

75 How I Learned to Drive a Car A. Cochrane, VI a 

76 Elmwood School Days B. Hampson, Arts b 

77 On Leaving Elmwood A. Gerard, VI a 

77 Our Cherished Hour B. Kennedy, VI a 

78 Crossword Puzzle L. MacBrien, Vb 

79 Geography M. Paterson, IV a 

80 A Story without a Name. . B. Hopkirk, Vb 

80 The Fountain \ t ttt 

80 The Sky . / J- Vernon, Form III 

81 Answers to Puzzles. 

82 Clippings from Here and There. 

83 "Suffer Little Children "(Prize Story) B. Whitley, Fia 

88 Autographs 

91 School Directory. 

94 The End. 

95 Advertisements. 

The King's Jubilee Message 
to the Young 

To the children I would like to send 
a special message. Let me say this to 
each of those whom my words may reach. 
The King is speaking to you. I ask you 
to remember that in days to come you 
will be citizens of a great Empire. As 
you grow up always keep this thought 
before you, and when the time comes be 
ready and proud to give to your country 
the service of your work, your mind 
and your heart. 


'ttis Majesty the King" 


'Hep iWajesty the Qcieen 



John Masefield, our present poet Laureate, has written a 
beautiful hymn appropriate to the occasion of the King's Jubilee. 


O God, whose mercy led us through 
The years of war into this peace. 
Grant that the world may make anew 
Man's spirit, that his quarrels cease. 
O Power, hear us as we sing. 
And bless this Country and her King. 

O Son, whose fellowship consoles 

All lonely mortals in despair, 

Help us to brother human souls 

To lovely issues everywhere. 

O Power, hear us as we sing, 

And bless this Country and her King. 

O Spirit, who art infinite 

In Wisdom, Beauty, Joy and Truth, 

Come down into our minds with light. 

Renew our Nation into youth. 

O Power, hear us as we sing. 

And bless this Country and her King. 




ON Monday, the sixth of May, we celebrated the twenty-fifth 
anniversary of King George's accession to the throne. 
Twenty-five years ago our monarchs were crowned king 
and queen of The British Empire in Westminster Abbey. 
Now, twenty-five years later, King George and Queen Mary hold 
the undying affection and loyalty of their people. 

On Parliament Hill, Ottawa, there was an impressive ceremony 
marked with as much enthusiasm, joy and devotion as in any other 
part of The Empire. The great crowds, the colour of military 
uniforms, the gay flags, the booming guns and patriotic music 
has all disappeared ; but the spirit of love and faith which animated 
the celebration remains as strong as ever. 

The King, speaking by wireless to all people flying the British 
flag, thrilled his listeners with a heart-felt message. His speech 
ended with the words of Queen Victoria, used after the Diamond 
Jubilee thirty-eight years ago, which, he said, could not express his 
own deep feelings more truly or simply "From my heart I thank 
my beloved people; may God bless them". 

Canada's contribution to the Jubilee is in the form of a fund, 
inaugurated by their Excellencies to fight the deadly disease of 
cancer in the Dominion. We wish this movement all the success 
that such a worthy cause truly deserves. 



// is with great pleasure that we print the following letter 
instead of the usual editorial — g.b. 

My dear Elmwoodians, 

This brief letter is in response to a request from your representatives on the 
Magazine Committee that I should write a foreword to the Magazine. 

The request was so charmingly put that I just could not find it in my heart to 
refuse although all sorts of excellent excuses came to my mind! If what I want to 
say gets somewhat mixed up with examinations, Matriculation Forms and the 
many other end-of-the-year matters, do not be surprised! Actually I have had 
rather a guilty feeling myself for a long time that I ought to do something for the 
Magazine besides exhorting others to write for it. 

First, I want to thank you all for the happy year you have given me — 
because it has been a very happy one — and I should like to think each one of you 
can say the same. Here are some of the things that have made it specially happy 
for me: — 

All the friendly smiles I receive during the day; the special ones at Morning 
Assembly; those that greet me at the door, or escort me down the path. 

My lessons in the Senior Form room: My visits to the Preparatory — and to 
everyone in between! 

The times when you rise to the occasion in the true Elmwood way. 

The stripes and decorations you wear which tell the story of your Service. 

The look in the eyes of so many girls which makes me know that Elmwood is 
safe in their hands, and — 

The letters I receive from many of you who no longer wear the green tunic, 
but keep the Elmwood spirit. 

Thank you again for it all! 

Writing this as I do during these Jubilee days, I cannot be unmindful of that 
wave of loyalty and affection, which is sweeping through the Empire and being 
carried literally to the utmost corners of the earth. 

As I think of that wonderful procession and those cheering thousands all the 
way from Buckingham Palace to St. Paul's, the picture that stands out most 
clearly before my eyes is the Royal figure passing by. The figure of one who has 
for twenty-five years devoted himself to 'Kingly Service*, doing bravely and 
unfalteringly a King's work and by his side the Queen, both regarding their 
lives as belonging wholly to their people and bearing about with them wherever 
they go "the infection of a good courage". What a tradition of Service! 

I would ask you to remember that it is given to you "to make traditions as 
well as to uphold them," and to do this you must keep the vision splendid ever 
before your eyes, so that when the opportunity comes you too may be ready to 
offer to your generation the service of your lives, and carry on that great tradition 
— "save he serve no man may rule" — which is perhaps the most enduring quality 
of the British character. 

My love to you all! 

Affectionately yours. 



Retool iSoteg 

CHIS is Jubilee year. Elmwood, through Samara, voices its 
loyal homage to Their Majesties King George and Queen 
Mary on the completion of twenty-five years of their reign. 
The concluding lines of "A Prayer for the King's Majesty" 
written by John Masefield, the Poet Laureate, most fittingly express 
the desire of all our hearts : — 

God, vouchsafe him many years, 
With all the world as Britain's friend; 
And Britain bright among her peers 
With wisdom that can never end.'' 
Long live the King! 

We should like to thank Her Excellency the Countess of 
Bessborough for her kindness in coming to give away the prizes 
at the School Closing last June. We are also most grateful to her, 
in view of her busy life, that she should have spared time this year 
to attend the performance of March 11th by the senior dramatics 
class. Her Excellency has shown a keen interest in Elmwood since 
first coming to Ottawa; for the past two years Lady Moyra has 
attended classes here, and she has frequently entertained groups of 
the girls; may we here thank them for all their kindness, and assure 
them of our regret at their leaving Canada, and our vivid remem- 
brance, in years to come, of their happy connection with Elmwood. 

Before commenting on this year's events, we should like to 
mention that an extremely enjoyable School Dance was held at 
Elmwood last June, at which our guests numbered about 80. All 
the arrangements were carried out most efficiently by a committee 
of the girls, with Mrs. Buck as Advisor-in-Chief. 

We give hearty welcome to all those who have joined the staff 
this year: Miss Elliott, Miss Belford, Miss Bartram; Miss Mac- 
Callan, who returned to Elmwood as Nurse-Matron; new visiting 
teachers, Mrs. Letts, Miss Cottee, and Miss Bradford; and Mr. H. 
Puddicombe, who, since Miss Tipple is now devoting herself to us as 
House-Mistress, instead of directing our musical studies, has 
become our revered professor of music. 

Miss MacBrien, our highly gifted dramatics mistress, is to be 
married in June to "Pat" Murphy. We wish her every happiness, 
and we are delighted to know that she will still be available to 
train our efforts in the histrionic art. 

Some months ago we were given a most delightful addition to 
the school reference library. This was twelve volumes on the 
Smithsonian Scientific Series, presented by Lady Kemp, in the 
name of Cynthia and Virginia Copping. They make an imposing 
array, and are a mine of interesting information. We shall value 
highly this generous gift from Lady Kemp and her daughters. 



Mr. R. S. Hooper most kindly presented us with several 
pictures, which now adorn the walls in the form rooms. They 
include groups of all the Governors-General of Canada, the Prime 
Ministers since Confederation; the Pantheon of Great Composers; 
a reproduction of Magna Carta, and a portrait of Jacques Cartier; 
The historical value of these gifts is obvious, and we are most 
appreciative of Mr. Hooper's thought of us. 

Yet another trophy for annual award has been presented most 
generously by James Murdoch, Esquire, of Toronto. This is a 
handsome medal to be awarded for fluency in speaking before an 
audience, and is intended to encourage ease of manner and self- 
confidence when one is suddenly asked to "take the floor." 

With regard to school work, girls working towards matricula- 
tion are hoping that they will be recommended in some of their 
subjects, at any rate. 

Last year's matriculation results were as follows: — 


Upper school examination results at Elm wood school : 

Abbreviations are 1, first class honors; 2, second class honors; 
3, third class honors; C. credit. 

Genevieve Bronson — English Composition, 1st. 

Miriam Cruikshank — English Literature, C. ; French Authors, 
C; French Composition, C. 

Betty Davidson — English Composition, 2nd; English Liter- 
ature, C; Trigonometry, C; Latin Authors, 2nd; Latin Composition, 
1st; French Authors, 2nd; French Composition, 1st; German 
Authors, 2nd German; Composition, 2nd. 

Hope Gilmour: English Composition, C. 

Helen Gordon: English Composition, 3rd. 

Katherine Inkster: English Composition, C. 

MoiRA Leatham: English Composition, 1st. 

Eleanor Leggett: English Composition, 2nd. 

Mary Malloch: English Literature, C; Modern History, 3rd; 
Algebra, C; Latin Authors, C; Latin Composition, 3rd; French 
Authors, 3rd; French Composition, 3rd; German Authors, C. 

EsME Thompson: English Composition, 2nd; English Liter- 
ature, 3rd; French Composition, C. 


Abbreviations are: 1, first class honors; 2, 2nd class honors; 
3, 3rd class honors, C credit. 

Elizabeth Alguire, English Composition, C; Canadian 
History, C; French Authors, 3rd; French Composition, 3rd. 

Marjory Barron, English Composition, C; English Liter- 
ature, C. 

Genevieve Bronson, Ancient History, 1st; Algebra, 2nd; * 
Geometry, 1st; Latin Authors, 1st; Latin Composition, 1st; French 
Composition, 1st; German Authors, 1st; German Composition, C. 



Barbara Barrett: English Composition, 2ncl; English 
Literature, 3rd; German Authors, 3rd; German Composition, 3rd. 

Alix Chamberlain: Latin Authors, C; French Authors, 3rd; 
French Composition, C. 

Eleanor Clark: English Literature, C. 

Alison Cochrane: Ancient History, 2nd; French Composition, 


Helen Collins : English Literature, C ; Ancient History, 3rd ; 
Algebra, C; Physics, C; Latin Authors, C. 

Miriam Cruikshank: German Authors, C. 

Janet Dobell: English Composition, C. ; English Literature, 
2nd; Canadian History, 3rd; Algebra, 1st; French Authors, 1st; 
French Composition, 2nd. 

Katherine Dunning: Canadian History, C; Ancient History, 
2nd; French Authors, 2nd; French Composition, 3rd. 

Dawn Ekers: English Composition, C; Ancient History, C; 
Algebra, 1st ; Geometry, 2nd ; Latin Authors, 3rd ; Latin Composition 
3rd; French Authors, 1st; French Composition 2nd; German 
Authors, 3rd; German Composition, C. 

Mhairi Fenton: English Composition, C; English Literature, 


Joan Eraser: English Composition, C; English Literature, 
2nd; Ancient History, C. 

Patricia Galt: English Composition, C; English Literature, 
2nd; Algebra, 3rd; French Authors, 1st; French Composition, 1st. 

Alexandra Greening: Ancient History, C; German Authors, 


AiLSA Gerard: English Composition, C; Ancient History, 
3rd; Geometry, C; French Authors, C; French Composition, C. 

Hope Gilmour: Ancient History, 1st; Latin Authors, 2nd; 
Latin Composition, C; French Authors, 1st; French Composition, 
2nd; German Authors, 2nd; German Composition, C. 

Esme Girouard: English Composition, C; English Literature, 
C; Canadian History, C. 

Helen Gordon: English Literature, C; Ancient History, 1st; 
Physics, 3rd; Latin Authors, C; Latin Composition, C; French 
Authors, 2nd; French Composition, C. 

Margo Graydon: English Composition, 3rd; English Liter- 
ature, 2nd; Canadian History, C; Algebra, C; Geometry, 2nd; 
French Authors, 1st; French Composition, 1st. 

Betty Hamilton: English Literature, C. 

Mary Hampson: English Composition, C; Ancient History, 
3rd; Geometry, 3rd; Latin Authors, C; Latin Composition, C; 
French Authors, 1st; French Composition, 2nd; German Authors, 

Betty Hooper: English Composition, C; Ancient History, 3rd; 
Geometry, 3rd; Latin Authors, C; Latin Composition, C; French 
Authors, 1st; French Composition, 1st; German Authors, C; 
German Composition, C. 



Katherine Inkster: Ancient History, C; Algebra, 2nd; 
Geometry, 2nd; Latin Authors, C; Latin Composition 3rd; French 
Authors, 2nd; French Composition, C; German Authors, 2nd. 

Barbara Kennedy: English Composition, C; English Liter- 
ature, C; Canadian History, C; Algebra, C. 

Dorothy Laidlaw, English Literature, C. 

MoiRA Leatham, Ancient History, 3rd; Algebra, 2nd; Geo- 
metry, C; Latin Authors, 2nd; Latin Composition, 2nd; French 
Authors, 1st; French Composition, 2nd; German Authors, 1st; 
German Composition, C. 

Eleanor Leggett: Ancient History, 3rd; Geometry, 2nd; 
Latin Authors, 3rd; Latin Composition, C; French Authors, 3rd; 
French Composition, 2nd; German Authors, 1st; German Compo- 
sition, C. 

Anna Reay MacKay: English Composition, 3rd; English 
Literature, 3rd ; Canadian History, C. 

Patricia Macoun, English Composition, C; Ancient History, 


Sheila Skelton : Ancient History, 1st; Algebra, 3rd; Geometry 
2nd; Latin Authors, 1st; Latin Composition, 1st; French Authors, 
2nd; French Composition, 2nd; German Authors, 2nd; German 
Composition, C. 

Ethel Southam: Ancient History, 2nd; Latin Authors, 3rd; 
Latin Composition, 3rd; French Authors, 2nd; French Composition, 

Elizabeth Symington: English Composition, 3rd; Ancient 
History, 3rd; Geometry, 3rd; Latin Authors, 3rd; Latin Composition, 
2nd; French Authors, 3rd; French Composition, 2nd; German 
Authors, 3rd; German Composition, C. 

EsME Thompson: Geometry, C. 

Hope Wattsford: English Composition, C; Geometry, C; 
Latin Authors, 3rd; Latin Composition, 2nd; French Authors, 
3rd; French Composition, 3rd; German Authors, 3rd. 

June White: English Literature, C. 

Gwyneth Young : English Composition, C; English Literature, 


Genevieve Bronson completed her Middle School Examina- 
tion: having achieved in the two years a 1st Class in 10 out of 12- 
papers, and a 1st Class in Upper School Composition, into the 
bargain! Congratulations, Genevieve! 

At Closing the following awards were made: 

Summa Summarum Miriam Cruikshank 

The Philpot Token Ethel Southam 

Senior Proficiency Prize Mary Malloch 

Special Proficiency Prize Janet Hutchison 

Senior Improvement Medal Eleanor Leggett 

Junior High Endeavour Award Marion Monk 

Music, Proficiency Medal Alix Chamberlain 

Improvement Miriam Cruikshank 



Physical Training Medal Barbara Kennedy 

(Presented by Mrs. Edward Fauquier) 
Dramatics Medal Margaret Graydon 

(Presented by F. E. Bronson, Esq.) 

Dramatics Prizes G. Bronson 

J. Eraser 

Art Prize Gwyneth Young 

(Presented by Mrs. Plunket Taylor). 

Short Story Medal Virginia Copping 

(Presented by Mrs. Marling Gordon.) 

Speech Prize Rosemary Clarke 

(Presented by Dr. Wodehouse.) 

Writing Prize Diana Vernon 

(Presented by Major McKeand.) 

House Award Peggy Waldie (Keller) 

The various awards in Sports and Athletics are given in detail 

Our School reference Library continues to grow both through 
the generous donation of friends and Old Girls, and Mrs. Buck's 
wise choice of suitable additions to it. The following books have 
been presented in the course of the year: — 
A History of Scotland presented by Mrs. C. M. Edwards. 
"Crumbs are also Bread" presented by the author Hon. Martin 


"Ottawa Lyrics" and "Pattering Feet", presented by the author, 

Arthur S. Bourinot. 
The Smithsonian Scientific Series, in 12 volumes, presented by 

Cynthia and Virginia Copping. 

Other additions include the New National Encyclopaedia in 
10 volumes; Popular Science in 10 volumes; "Theatre and Stage" 
2 volumes; Dickens' Life of Our Lord, and several volumes of the 
Romantic poets; also some books on art, and on various historical 
topics. Indeed all things in Heaven and earth seem now to be 
comprised in our school reference library. We thank the librarians 
who have looked after it so efficiently this year. 

A very handsome gift was made by a group of senior girls who 
left Elmwood last year, which we and succeeding generations will 
treasure highly. It consisted of three record books, one for each 
House, beautifully bound in green morocco embossed with the name 
and the school crest ; in these will be inscribed all the items of interest 
connected with each House, and they will be of permanent value. 
We are most appreciative of the thoughtfulness that prompted 
this gift. 

The generosity of the Old Girls provided us with a stand for 
the Bible Box in which their records are kept. It is carved in 
harmony with the designs on the box itself, and has an honoured 
position in the School Entrance Hall. 



At Christmas, the House Collections reached the highest 
standard yet attained, as regards the usefulness of the contribu- 
tions; indeed the Keller Collection was quite outstanding. The 
Old Girls joined us too this time, and had a special display of their 
own ; we were delighted to have their co-operation in this way. 

The sum voluntarily raised for the Federated Charities' 
Campaign was much higher than in previous years; $262.00 was 
contributed by Staff, girls and the domestic staff; our donation to 
the Poppy Day Fund amounted to $25.00. 

During the past year girls taking the Arts course have also 
studied the essentially practical arts of housekeeping — cooking, 
household science, and dressmaking, and have paid visits of in- 
spection to a steam-laundry, and a large dairy. 




HAST year Nightingale enjoyed one of her most successful 
years. For the fifth successive time we won the House 
Shield, and by mutual consent had four members less than 
the other Houses, at the beginning of this year. Although 
we all did our level best to maintain our previously high standard, 
we found it very difficult, and up to the time of ''Samara's" going 
to press, we had the least number of stars. Never mind, Nightingale 
— the year isn't over yet! 

We were very thrilled and honoured to have Lady Moyra 
Ponsonby join our ranks as an honorary member just before 
Christmas, and we hope that we have proved to her that she joined 
the right House. 

At Christmas, Margo Graydon left us, as a House Senior, 
and a generous contributor of stars, her presence was greatly missed. 
But at the beginning of the second term we were fully compensated 
for our several losses, by receiving four new and very enthusiastic 
members from Form HI — Ogden Blackburn, Jane Edwards, 
Jacqueline Vernon, Norma Wilson. 

We were proud to have among our members last year Mary 
Kingsmill, who as Games Captain of the House, was responsible for 
the great improvement in our Basketball, Badminton and Tennis 

We would also like to congratulate Elizabeth Symington and 
Mary Paterson on winning the Senior and Junior Sports Cups 
(resp.). It was largely due to their efforts that our winning the 
House Sport's Cup was made possible. 

We were more than usually successful in our tennis last year. 
Shirley Geldert won the Junior Singles, and Winsome Hooper, 
paired with Louise MacBrien, won the Junior Doubles. Also Ethel 
Southam and Betty Hooper (Fry), won the Senior Doubles. 



Other prize winners were Ethel Southam, who won the Philpot 
Token; Marion Monk, the Junior High Endeavor; Margo Graydon, 
the Dramatics Medal; and Genevieve Bronson and Joan Eraser, 
dramatic prizes for notable individual performances. 

Some more of our achievements last year were winning the 
Basketball and Sports cups. Never before have we been so com- 
pletely successful, and sincere congratulations are due to Virginia 
Copping who piloted us skilfully through the year. 

Nightingale House members this year are — 
Ethel Southam . . . Senior Prefect and Head of House 

Genevieve Bronson Senior Prefect 

Ruth Creighton House Senior 

Margo Graydon House Senior 

Ails A Gerard Monitor 

Katherine Inkster Monitor 

Anne Bethune, Ogden Blackburn, Suzette Bourinot, Olga 
Brown, Eleanor Clark, Jane Edwards, Pamela Erwin, Barbara 
Fellowes, Shirley Geldert, Esme Girouard, Barbara Hampson, 
Geraldine Hanson, Winesome Hooper, Nancy Martin, Marion 
Monk, Helen Murdoch, Patricia Murphy, Elizabeth Newcombe, 
Mary Paterson, Jane Toller, Cecily Sparks, Jacqueline Vernon, 
Norma Wilson. 

Mistresses — Miss Neal, Miss Booth, Miss Belford, Miss 


IT has been a long time since Keller has succeeded in 
winning the House Shield but at present we rank first in 
red stars. Let's keep it up, Keller, to the very end! 
We should like to congratulate Alix Chamberlain, our 
energetic leader last year, on winning the gold Music Medal. We 
were also proud of Peggy Waldie who won the award for the girl 
who best lives up to her house motto ; and of Dorothy Leggett who 
won the Improvement Medal. Muriel Crocket upheld Keller's 
prestige in Sports by winning the Intermediate Cup. Another of 
our achievements on Sports Day was winning the tug-of-war. 

Although we were most unfortunate in the Badminton tourna- 
ment this year, we hope to redeem ourselves in Basketball. In the 
Fall we succeeded in winning more matches than the other two 
houses. Janet Dobell as Sports Captain and June White as Vice 
have been largely responsible for the enthusiasm and co-operative 
spirit of the two teams. 

At Christmas we maintained our high standard with regard to 
the House Collections, receiving three stars for having the greatest 
number of clothes and supplies for the poor. 

We were sorry to lose Mhairi Fen ton at Christmas. She made 
a good contribution in red stars, and gained distinction in our house 
play at the Christmas party. 



We are glad to welcome Nancy Doane back to Keller, and a 
new member from Form III, Esther Wilkes. 

Rosemary Clarke, Peggy Clark, and Elizabeth McClelland 
have greatly contributed to our star record this year for which we 
thank them sincerely. 

We welcome the new girls to our house, hoping they will live 
up to its ideals, and wish the best of luck to those who are leaving. 

The members for this year are : — 

MoiRA Leathem House Prefect 

Alison Cochrane House Senior 

Anna MacKay House Senior 

Janet Dobell Monitor 

Helen Gordon Monitor 

Jane Russel Monitor 

Eleanor Carson, Peggy Clark, Rosemary Clarke, Muriel 
Crocket, Nancy Doane, Gaye Douglas, Susan Edwards, Mhairi 
Fenton, Betty Hamilton, Elizabeth Hanson, Nancy Lane, Dorothy 
Leggett, Louise MacBrien, Peggy MacLaren, Pamela Mathewson, 
Elizabeth McClelland, Maria Petrucci, Mary Lee Pyke, Jean 
Perley- Robertson, Penelope Sherwood, Diana Vernon, June White, 
Barbara Whitley, Esther Wilkes, Pamela Wilson. 

Mistresses — Miss Elliott, Miss Colling, Miss Adams, Miss 


LTHOUGH Fry has not won the House Shield for a good 
many years we are still hoping to win it this year, as at the 
time of going to press we are in second place and each 
member is trying hard to bring our position up to first. 

Fry is indebted to Mary Hampson, who last year through her 
untiring efforts piloted the House through a very successful year. 

We are especially proud of Mimsy Cruikshank, Fry's shining 
light last year, for having won the coveted Summa Summarum 
award. We should also like to congratulate Barbara Kennedy for 
winning the Physical Training medal and Betty Hooper who won 
the Singles tennis championship and the tennis Doubles with Ethel 
Southam. Our house tennis team composed of Barbara Kennedy, 
Betty Hooper, Sheila Skelton, Mary Hampson, Mimsy Cruikshank 
and Hope Wattsford won the Interhouse Tennis Shield for the 
second time. We should like to take this opportunity of thanking 
the members of the team for duplicating the success of the previous 
year, and we hope that this year's team will make possible a three 
years' consecutive win. Fry has also two members of the school 
tennis team this year, Barbara Kennedy and Betty Hooper; we 
were very glad to see that the school team reached the finals for the 
Interscholastic Tennis Trophy. 



Fry was victorious in the Badminton matches this winter and 
we should like to thank our Games Captain, Barbara Kennedy, for 
her unfailing energy and able leadership in the games this year. 

The Christmas collections for the poor, although very generous, 
did not quite come up to the standard established by the other two 
houses, but our Christmas play "The Slippers of Cinderella" was 
very successful and Sheila Skelton, Joan Dean and Susan Kenny 
were given honourable mention. 

Members of the House this year are: — 

Betty Hooper Senior Prefect and Head of House 

Barbara Kennedy Prefect and Head Boarder 

Sheila Skelton Prefect 

GwYNETH Young House Senior 

Patricia Galt School Monitor 

Betty Baird, Mimi Boal, Glenn Borbridge, Heather Collins, 
Margaret Curry, Joan Daniels, Joan Dean, Marion Ellsworth, 
Bebe Fraser, Mary Fry, Barbara Hopkirk, Susan Kenny, Dorothy 
Laidlaw, Norah Lewis, Peggy Marr, Barbara McClelland, Mary 
McColl, Marjorie McKinnon, Melodie Willis O'Connor, Margaret 
Parkin, Anne Perley-Robertson, Kathleen Warner, Anna Wilson. 

Mistresses: — Miss Thwaite, Miss Barrow, Miss Mills, Made- 
moiselle Bertheny. 


Ethel Southam (Nightingale); Betty Hooper (Fry); Moira Leathern (Keller) 



*'We must all hang together or assuredly we shall all hang separately.'* 

— Benjamin Franklin 

Genevieve Bronson. — ''Her smile is sweetened 
by her gravity.'' Denny, who is a Senior Prefect, 
came to Elmwood in her infancy and has ever 
since spread her gracious influence throughout the 
school. She finished her Middle School Matric 
at the ripe age of fifteen, with the scandalous 
record of ten firsts. She sounds like a studious 
bookworm, but ask us! ! ! ! She is a master of 
the finer arts, music, singing, dramatics. . She 
likes Yardley concoctions, wind on her face, pink 
Kleenex, lilies-of-the-valley and red tennis balls, 
but the less said about fish-bones the better. Next 
year she will be back with us, struggling with 
sauce-pan, needle, paint-brush, iron and spot- 
remover as she finishes her education with the 
arts course. May she not acquire dish-pan hands! 

Betty Hooper. — ''My feet are heavy hut on I go." 
Hoop, one of our Senior Prefects, is head of Fry, 
Captain of the School Tennis Team, besides play- 
ing a very active game as roving center on the 
school basketball team. This is her eleventh and 
last year after a varied career at Elmwood and we 
shall miss her buoyant personality very much 
when she has gone. Her chief characteristic is 
her hair which is a source of worry to the prefects, 
especially after its weekly wash, since we question 
how much sleep the necessary curlers allow our 
blonde colleague. Next in importance come her 
walking "apparati" which behaved exceedingly 
badly this winter, necessitating much care as well 
as our deep ( ?) sympathy, but we are pleased to 
note that both are progressing favourably at the 
time of publication. When she is knitting, her 
face is the cynosure of all eyes as it is put through 
its eccentric contortions. Her tastes include pop- 
corn, Hetty, see-saws, high heels, angel cake and 
skiing au soir. 


Ethel Southam. — ''Founded upon a rock.'' Cool, 
calm and collected, Hetty is a Senior Prefect and 
Head of Nightingale. She also aspires to great 
heights on the Tennis and Basketball teams as 
well as in the kitchen, while her happy nature 
helps us whenever we discover that "life is not a 
bed of roses." Her latest acquisition is her jaunty 
car "Tantrum," in which she often conveys the 
"weakly" cookingclass to further its domestic 
accomplishments at Oakhill Lodge. Her chief 
pastimes are valiantly upholding and defending 
the family newspaper, practising to be a boarder 
and drawing windows and painting curtains much 
to the fascination of the unartistic VI upper. 
Among the objects of her affection, are sleep, her 
little watch, Hoop, tennis and "chiens chauds." 

Barbara Kennedy. — ''A beam that smiles the 
clouds away.'' Head Boarder is Ken's title and 
well she lives up to it and from morning till night 
she worries over her brood like the old woman 
who lived in a shoe. She is fittingly Sports 
Captain of the School and also of Fry, and plays 
energetically on the basketball and tennis teams 
besides trying her skill at many other games. 
As our secretary, she sprinkles crumbs between the 
pages of our precious red notebook in which she 
keeps the notes of our prefect meetings and good- 
ness knows what else. Her gifts of story telling 
and imitating greatly amuse us in "Our Cherished 
Hour." Of any Elmwoodian, Ken has hailed for 
the past six years from the farthest point west, 
and admirably advertises "Sunny Southern Alberta" 
as the spot in Canada. Among her various pastimes 
are making lists, struggling with matric, tidying 
the sitting-room, keeping a diary, and making 
time, and she is crazy about treaclepie, Jasper, 
bulldogs, hot baths, golf, and her camera from 
which issue streams of peculiar pictures. She 
evidently believes in "See yourself as others see 


MoiRA Leathem. — ''Laugh and the world laughs 
with you.'' Minnie (Haha!), the competent head^ 
of Keller, has been most successful in raising 
the standard of her house. She is forced to be 
mercenary on Thursday afternoons, when she 
endeavours to extract from us our reluctant 
contributions for our weekly tea. Of the prefects 
she has travelled most, in England, Ireland, 
Scotland and last but not least — Tennessee, where 
she fell in love with the darkies. She may have 
no equal in manipulating windows during Modern 
History lessons, but — put her in a kitchen and we 
won't vouch for the consequences! She likes the 
sea, corn on the cob, hugging cushions, Katherine 
Hepburn and water-melon. 

Sheila Skelton. — ''Variety is the spice of life.'* 
Susie, Hooper's lieutenant in Fry and our star 
badminton player, maintains her apple-cheeked 
complexion by her daily perambulation to school 
on a two-by-four bicycle. Her booming voice and 
subtle wit arising from the floor, enliven our pre- 
fect teas every Friday afternoon. Her superior 
knowledge of current events puts us to shame. We 
find she is fond of guides, Greek, good arguments 
and toasted marshmallows. Her future wavers 
delicately between soap box oratory — a' la Tim 
Buck — and a parliamentary career — a la Agnes 
MacPhail; but first we are counting on her to 
continue to bring honour to her school in her-' 
studies at Queens. 

Alison Cochrane. — "She's little but she's wise, 
she's a terror for her size." Allie, our Puck-like 
house senior, has done much to help Min in Keller. 
Her sympathetic nature ( — expressed in the words 
"I feel sorry for — )" is well known. Allie spends 
her time retrieving library books and pacifying the 
babies before prayers, while her leisure hours are 
divided between elaborate washings of Duff, her 
dog, struggling beneath the weight of German- 
books twice her size and attempting to drive a car. 
Allie takes the wind out of our sails regularly with 
her penetrating remarks. At last she has mastered 
the difficult art of adjusting the tilt of her beret. 



Anna MacKay. — ''Sits in a foggy cloud.'' Fish 
is Minnie's faithful lieutenant in Keller and is the 
advisor to the fiction loving boarders. She is an 
acknowledged book-and-magazine worm. She dotes 
on Wednesday's mail, Scotland, French-toast, fresh 
air, ice-cream cones and back-brushes. She still has 
a fervent desire that she may some day learn to 
wield a needle with maidenly grace — perhaps Paris 
will teach her this next year when, she tells us, she 
is going to finish — (what ?!) 

GwYNETH Young. — ''She lives in noble sim- 
plicity.'' Imagine Fry's elation when Gyn gained 
her House Senior Badge after a fleeting period as 
a Monitor. Her agreeable nature makes her a 
popular peace-maker. Art is her forte and she is 
the outstanding exponent of it in the school. She 
likes horses, cornfritters, simplicity and pink under- 
wear and her ambition is to be an aviatrix and to 
see her great grandchildren. She profitably em- 
ploys her time trying to remember what she has 
forgotten. Periodically she is to be found playing 
"eenie-meenie-minie-mo" with the map of Europe, 
in attempts to settle her plans for next year. 

Ruth Creighton. — "Handle with care." Our Nightingale boarder 
House Senior is still recuperating after appendicitis. Her worthy 
contributions to the Art class will be greatly missed next year — not 
to mention her sympathetic nature. She has been one of our long- 
suffering librarians and often used to be seen accompanied by a 
large volume of Scott — (for appearances' sake ?). Is fond of caviar, 
taxis', suede shoes, pretzels and Maxie Baer. 

Margo Graydon. — "A well-graced actor." At Christmas we 
were sorry to lose Margo, a House Senior of Nightingale. She 
contributed greatly to her house star board as well as being an 
out-standing actress and a bright light of VI Matric. She is 
working as hard as ever, and we wish her the best of luck in her 



Top — Sheila Skelton, Anna Reay MacKay, Alison Cochrane, Moira Leathern, Gwyneth Young 
Middle — Barbara Kennedy 

Bottom — Ethel Southam, Betty Hooper, Genevieve Branson 

Katherine Inkster, Patricia Gall, Helen Gordon, Janet Dobell, Jane Russel, Ailsa Gerard 

Top~Ethel Southam 

Bottom — Barbara Kennedy, Betty Hooper (Capt.), Ailsa Gerard 



CHE enthusiasm with which the sports have been pursued 
has greatly increased in every way this year and we would 
Hke to take this opportunity of thanking Miss Blackburn, 
our energetic physical training mistress, for having devoted 
so much of her time to helping and coaching us with our games. 
She has concentrated on instilling a more general team spirit 
throughout the school, of which we all feel the benefit. 


Sports day dawned torrid and ''mosquitoey" last June, but 
regardless of these trying circumstances an original and varied 
programme was successfully completed, with the result that the 
inter-house sports cup was again won by Nightingale after some 
very stiff competition put up by Fry and Keller. 

Other cups were won by the following: Senior Championship, 
E. Symington; Intermediate Championship, M. Crocket; Junior 
Championship, M. Willis-O'Connor and B. B. Eraser; Long Jump, 
B. Kennedy. The Tug-of-war was won by Keller and the Relay 
Race by Nightingale. 


This game has been even more keenly worked at than in former 
years, for we are all striving to reach the goal of school or house 
standard. This year the school first team made two trips to 
Montreal to play "St. Helens" of Dunham, Quebec, — a new and 
thrilling experience in the history of Elmwood which we hope will 
become an annual event. It must be confessed that we did not 
come home victorious either time, but, due to diligent practice, 
our second attempt was much better than the first. 

We also had the pleasure of playing two matches against the 
Ottawa Ladies' College during the winter term. Both results 
were in their favour after hard fought struggles. 

House matches are in full swing at the time of publication 
and all the houses are striving very hard to win the Inter-House 
Basketball Cup, which was won by Nightingale last season. 

An annual event which we always look forward to with great 
glee is our match against the Old Girls in the fall. This year was 
no exception to the rule, and we had a very spirited game, which 
ended victoriously for us with a score of 26 to 20. We are hoping 
to play a return match in the very near future. 



The teams are as follows: — 

First: E. Southam, M. Ellsworth {forwards); B. Hooper, 
B. Kennedy {captain) {centres); J. Dobell, E. Clark {guards). 

Second: E. McClelland, D. Leggett {forwards); L. Macbrien, 
J. White {captain) {centres);]. Russel, P. McLaren {guards). 


Barbara Kennedy, Captain. — More reliable as attack than 
guard which latter is very necessary to jump centre. Passing 
accurate. Very agile and combines excellently with Betty Hooper. 

Betty Hooper. — Developed excellently as a shot and played 
some brilliant Basketball particularly in the last match in Montreal, 
when her opponent was almost completely baffled by her through- 
out. Pleasant to watch, as everything she does is so neat. 

Ethel Southam. — Began year very well but had a relapse 
in the middle, though she completely recovered in the spring 
House matches. Field play very good but shooting not sufficiently 

Marion Ellesworth.- — Another player like Betty Hooper 
who can be everywhere at once. I should hate to have to guard 
her. Shooting very erratic and had a bad mid-season. 

Eleanor Clark.- — Has played well and improved throughout 
the season. 

Janet Dobell. — Has a habit all her own of aiming the ball 
hard at an empty space or the wrong person. But recently she 
has improved immensely. The visit to Montreal seemed to 
inspire her to hitherto unknown heights (literally!). Was once 
dropped for half a match, but has made quite certain that it shall 
never happen again. 

2nd Team. 

Very promising players. 1st and 2nd teams are very evenly 
matched and the latter has been known to win. 

June White, Captain. — Played very well throughout season 
but is still a little slow off the mark on occasion! 

Elizabeth McClelland. — Has played very well and has 
a remarkable facility for keeping her head when most necessary. 
Rather apt to under-estimate her ability. 

Dorothy Leggett. — Could make more use of her height and 
needs control both of limbs and voice, but has played well, though 
erratically throughout. Will make a good shot when she steadies 

Louise Macbrien.^ — Promises to become a first class player 
when she has learnt to time her jumps better. 

Jane Russel.^ — Has played steadily throughout, but must 
conquer tendency to overguard. 

Peggy McLaren. — Promises well and was tried in the first 
team at one period. Needs a little more speed to make most use 
of her powers. 



Barbara Hampson, substitute. — Must not be forgotten as 
she proved herself a capable, willing and versatile player, whenever 
we were short-handed for practices. She will undoubtedly be 
"one of us" next season. Thank you, Barbara! 

— L. M. Blackburn 


Tennis plays an important part in the sporting activities of 
the school and there is a great deal of good material in the middle 
and lower forms — Beware, seniors! 

Last spring the school tournaments were widely competed in 
and after many close and exciting matches; the victors were as 
follows: Senior Singles — B. Hooper; Runner-up, E. Southam. 
Senior Doubles — B. Hooper and E. Southam; Runner-up, B. 
Kennedy and P. Waldie. Intermediate Singles — L. Geldert; 
Runner-up, W. Hooper. Intermediate Doubles — W. Hooper and 
L. Macbrien; Runner-up, M. Monk and S. Geldert. House Shield — 

Elmwood again played in the Inter-Scholastic Tennis Tourna- 
ment to defend the shield for the second time. We succeeded in 
reaching the finals after winning the first round against the Ottawa 
Ladies' College with a score of four matches to one; and also the 
second against the Glebe Collegiate with three to two matches in 
our favour. But our next opponents, the Lisgar Collegiate, defeated 
us thoroughly — thus capturing the much coveted trophy. They 
have a splendid team and certainly deserved to win, though we 
hope to have the pleasure of competing against them a little more 
successfully next year. 

Team.^ — First Singles, B. Hooper; Second Singles, E. Southam; 
Third Singles, B. Kennedy; First Doubles, B. Hooper and B. 
Kennedy; Second Doubles, E. Southam and A. Gerard. 


Again this popular sport was followed enthusiastically during 
the winter months. This year Fry was successful in gaining the 
Inter-House Cup after several exciting matches and, though we 
have lost some of our star players, it w^as interesting to note the 
all-round improvement in the standard of play as compared with 
former years. 


It is generally felt by all that we have accomplished much 
in dancing, gym and drill this year under the able guidance of 
Miss Blackburn. 

One of the most varied and interesting dancing recitals ever 
presented at Elmwood took place on April 5th, for which Seniors 
and Juniors alike are to be highly commended. 

Keen co-operation on the part of each form entered in the 
drill competition was evident this year, and we waited with breathless 
anxiety to hear the winners proclaimed by Mr. Buck, our compet- 
ent judge. They proved to be Forms VI B. and V A. 



Betty Hooper, Barbara Kennedy, Dorothy Laidlaw and 
June White now hold the much coveted gym stripes^ — an award 
inaugurated by Miss Green as a parting remembrance before she 
left us last year. 

Elaine Ellsworth was the sole recipient of a posture girdle 
last June, but three more have been awarded so far this year to 
Ethel Southam, Gwyneth Young and Ailsa Gerard. 


Under the expert tutelage of Major Chapman, the Archery 
season has begun again with renewed vigour and enthusiasm. 

The Swimming Pool of the Chateau Laurier Hotel is still a 
favourite haunt of both boarders and day-girls, whose splashes 
are to be heard frequently on free afternoons. 

The Minto Skating Club is regaining its popularity among 
the boarders and several of them took part in the "Follies" this 
year. Regarding other pastimes, there are many ardent ski-ers 
in the school, and Riding is still a much sought-after recreation 
among many of the girls; we feel confident that we have several 
very good horsewomen in our midst. 

— Barbara Kennedy 





September 12th. — School reopened. 

October 8th. — Thanksgiving Day. School holiday. 

October 10th. — Miss Ament's lecture on "The Zenana Bible and 
Medical Mission." 

November 2nd. — School Hallowe'en Party. All the guests wore 
fancy dress and were masked, and it was great fun trying to guess 
who different people were. Several short skits were put on by 
groups of boarders ; and a prize was awarded to the best. This was 
won by "Sleepy Head", a delightful interpretation of the well- 
known song. A grand march 'round the hall, games, and lobbing 
for apples, comprised the chief entertainment. After the distribu- 
tion of prizes refreshments were served, and then to bed. The 
evening was a great success from beginning to end, and we heartily 
thank all those who were responsible for making it such a happy one. 

November 8th. — Major McKeand's talk on "The Armistice". 
November 9th-13th. — Armistice Holiday Week-end. 
November 14th. — Lecture at Elmwood by Miss Hendry, on 
"Old Quebec." 

November 28th. — Lecture at Elmwood on "Eskimos" by 
Major McKeand. 

November 29th. — Prince George's Wedding Day. School 

December 11th. — Elmwood Confirmation Service at Christ 
Church Cathedral, Ten girls were confirmed by Archbishop 
Roper, at this beautiful service. 

December 17th. — School Christmas Party. The Christmas 
parties are always great successes. The party for the Juniors was 
held from 4 P.M. -6. 30 P.M. Games were played and tea was 
served later on; the thrill of the evening was the appearance of 
Santa Claus, with a sack full of presents on his back. There 
was something for everyone in that sack of Santa's and cries of 
"Please, please stay" followed his retreating figure. The Senior 
party commenced at 6.30 P.M. Each house put on a One Act 
Play, and during the intervals, many games such as musical chairs 
were played. We had supper in the dining-room and then returned 
to the hall to make more noise and thoroughly enjoy ourselves. 

December 19th. — Christmas holidays. 

January 8th. — School reopened. 

January 30th. — Captain Wilson's lecture on "English Schools." 

February 16th. — School basketball team played St. Helen's 
School, Dunham, in Montreal. 

February 23rd-27th. — Mid- Year week-end. 



March 11th. — Senior Dramatic Production. 
March 20th. — Lecture at Elmwood by Commander Curry on 

March 23rd. — School basketball team played St. Helen's again 
in Montreal. 

March 28th. — Lecture at Elmwood by Miss Tudor Monti- 
zambert, on "London." 

April 5th. — Dancing Recital and French Plays at Elmwood. 

April 9th. — Easter holidays. 

April 24th. — School reopened. 

May 6th. — Jubilee Day. School holiday. 

May 10th. — Senior Intermediate dramatic production — 

May 17th. — Junior Intermediate dramatic production — 
"Monsieur Beaucaire." 

May 24th. — Empire Day. School holiday. 

May 28th.' — Junior dramatic production — "Make Believe," 
and Euchorics Performance. 

June 10th.- — Sports Day. 

June 11th.- — School Closing. 

June 17th. — Toronto Matriculation Exams begin. 



ONCE more we are at the close of another happy year, and 
it is with a feehng of warmth that we look back on the 
many opportunities it has presented. 
We were very sorry to hear at the end of last year that 
Miss Higgins, who had been our nurse-matron for three years, was 
not returning. She is now engaged in doing Social Service work in 
England. We all wish her the best of luck, and welcome her 
successor. Miss MacCallan. 

May we add a word of appreciation of the way in which 
Miss Bartram as dietitian — a new addition to the boarding estab- 
lishment — has succeeded in satisfying all our desires. 

We are especially grateful to Mr. Puddicombe for his generous 
donation of a twelve-record gramaphone to the school. The 
gramaphone has been a great pleasure to us, especially on Tuesday 
evenings, when we have our weekly concerts. We would like to 
thank Mr. Buck who is responsible for these entertaining evenings. 

During the year, Mrs. Buck has entertained various groups of 
girls at tea. These visits are always appreciated greatly, as every- 
one loves and looks forward to those happy hours spent in her 
charming home. One evening, shortly before we broke up for 
Christmas, the boarders all went down to Mrs. Buck's house to 
sing carols. Mr. Buck made recordings of one or two carols, but 
I must admit we were somewhat surprised to hear how we really 
sounded! The evening was a very jolly one and it was with reluc- 
tance that we said "goodnight." 

We all look forward to the visits of Hon. Martin Burrell to the 
school, and appreciate his interest in us all. Mr. Burrell has made 



a wide circle of friends at Elmwood and, to our amazement, never 
forgets a name. 

The inauguration of a week-end lounge aroused the interest of 
all those who sought a haven of absolute quiet in which to write 
letters and read. We are most grateful to Mrs. Buck for having 
provided this attractive place of retreat, especially as two other 
lounges were already available. 

A pleasant diversion have been the "Current Events" talks 
which have been held among the boarders at various times through- 
out the year. 

Due to the fact that "Samara" had already been published, 
we were not able to express in it our thanks to Mrs. Gemmel for 
entertaining many of the boarders one afternoon last June at 
Arnprior. We appreciated her kindness very much, and the visit 
was a most enjoyable one. 

Through the kindness of Hon. Cairine Wilson, we were pri- 
vileged to view the Celebration on Parliament Hill on Jubilee Day. 
From the front offices of the Main Building, it was a most impressive 
sight. We also thank her for allowing the boarders to visit her 
sugar-bush in April. To many of us it was a new and delightful 

Many varied and interesting events have occurred through 
the year; the following calendar will give some idea of our activities. 


September 15th. — Swimming at the Chateau, followed by tea 
in the Cafeteria. 

September 22nd. — Through the kindness of Mrs. Harry Southam, 
we all went to "Treasure Island" and then on to Mrs. Southam's 
for tea. 

October 6th.- — The first trip of the year to Wakefield. We left 
before lunch and had it at the Wakefield Inn. The whole day was a 
great success. 

October 11th. — Vocal recital by Lawrence Tibbett at the Capitol 

October 12th. — The David Garrick Players at the Little Theatre. 

October 27th. — Ottawa Symphony Orchestra concert. 

October 30th. — Lecture by Sir Percy Sykes on "Turkestan" 
at the Glebe Collegiate. 

November 6th. — Vocal recital by Miss Pattie Price at the 
Glebe Collegiate. 

November 17th. — Through the kindness of Hon. Cairine Wilson, 
we all went to the Horse Show. 

November 22nd. — Vocal recital by the Don Cossacks at the 
Capitol Theatre. 

November 27th. — Lecture on "The Highlands" by Miss Joyce 
Brown at the Glebe Collegiate. On this occasion, the most delight- 
ful moving pictures were shown, illustrating the industries and 
life of the people. 



November 29th. — Prince George's Wedding Day, and a school 
holiday. We were taken to see "The Count of Monte Cristo", 
in the afternoon, having spent the morning doing Christmas 
shopping. We greatly appreciated the kindness of the mistresses 
who gave up their holiday to us. 

November 30th. — Lecture on "The Holy Land" by Mr. Haboush 
at the Stewarton Church. 

December 5th. — Members of the Science Classes attended a 
most interesting lecture on the manufacture of Viscose Rayon, at 
the National Gallery. The interest was further increased by the 
moving pictures illustrating the manufacturing process from 
beginning to end. 

December 8th. — We were all invited to Laura Wilson's birthday 
party, at which we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. 

December 13th. — Piano recital by Harold Bauer at the Little 

December 15th. — The Intermediate Drama League production 
of "Madchen in Uniform." 

December 15th. — Ottawa Symphony Orchestra Concert. 

January 10th. — A small group attended an illuminating 
lecture on "Modern Art" at the National Gallery. 

January 10th. — Swimming and tea at the Chateau. 

January 15th. — Violin Recital by Ephraim Zimbalist at the 
Glebe Collegiate. 

January 30th. — Dancing recital by Harold Kreutzberg at the 
Little Theatre. 


February 9th. — Swimming and tea at the Chateau. 

February 16th. — A group of boarders went to see the prelimi- 
nary tests for the Dominion Drama Festival. A special interest 
was taken in the Dfama Festival as Miss MacBrien produced the 
monument scenes from "Antony and Cleopatra" in which Miss 
Barrow played the title role. 

February 19th. — Lecture by General MacBrien, on the Royal 
Canadian Mounted Police. This lecture was enjoyed by all, as the 
subject is one about which we all desire to know more. General 
MacBrien gave many interesting details about the life and organiza- 
tion of this splendid force. 

February 20th. — Visit to the National Gallery. These visits 
are always looked forward to by all Art-lovers. 

February 20th. — A group of boarders went to the Missionary 
Exhibition in St. George's Parish Hall. 

February 21st. — Vocal recital by Madame Giannini at the 
Glebe Collegiate. 

March 2nd. — We went for a sleigh ride, and for two hours let 
loose our spirits and tumbled about like infants. Thanks to 
Miss Bartram, coffee and hot dogs awaited us on our return, and 
just ask us if we appreciated them. 



March 9th. — About twenty boarders went to the Drama League 
production of ''Elizabeth the Queen." This was of special interest 
to Elmwoodians as Miss Barrow played the title role. We were 
all enthralled by her portrayal of that complex character. 

March 9th. — A group of boarders went to see "David Copper- 

March 16th. — The Minto Follies. This year the carnival more 
than lived up to our expectations, and the feats of the European 
Champions filled the more "ice-minded" among us with boundless 

March 16th. — A group of boarders went to the "Ashbury 
Play" at the Little Theatre. 

March 17th. — We were privileged, through the kindness of 
Mr. Wright, to attend the rendering of the "Lauda Sion" at Ash- 
bury.' A number of us took part in the singing, together with a few 
of the day girls. 

March 22nd.' — Piano Recital by Horowitz at the Glebe Col- 

March 30th: — Swimming at the Chateau, followed by tea in the 

April 3rd. — Through the kindness of Hon. Martin Burrell, a 
group of boarders were taken to the Parliament Buildings. We all 
appreciate Mr. Burrell's generosity in taking us through the 
Buildings, and can only hope that he derives as much pleasure 
from it as do his guests. 

April 27th. — We all went to Britannia and after spending some- 
time on the pier^ — where wind blew all the cob-webs from our 
brains^ — we returned to the Wayside Inn for tea. 

May 6th: — Jubilee Day. Mention has been made of Mrs. 
Wilson's kindness in permitting us to view the Celebration from the 
Parliament Buildings. In the afternoon we went to Wakefield, 
and had tea there at the Inn. 

May 11th: — Ottawa Symphony Orchestra Concert. 

May 11th. — We paid a visit to the Dominion Archives, and 
were thrilled with the hundreds of interesting relics to be seen. 

In closing, may we warmly thank all those kind friends who 
have been our hostesses at various times throughout the year, and 
give three cheers for Mrs. Buck and the Staff, for making it such a 
happy one. 



l^ecture Mottsi 

HIS year Elmwood has been afforded the 
opportunity of hearing a number of interesting 
lectures given in the school hall. The subjects 
have been very varied, and they are always 
welcomed as a novel form of education. 

The first of these lectures was given on 
October 10th by Miss Ament on the work of 
the Zenana Bible and Medical Mission at the 
Nasik Hospital in India. Miss Ament was 
accompanied by Miss Foster, who has given 
us many previous talks on the Nasik Hospital. Elmwood is 
particularly interested in the work of this mission since it supports 
a cot at the hospital, and Miss Ament gave us some very interesting 
information accompanied by lantern slides. 

On November 8th, Major McKeand came to talk to us on 
''Armistice" as he has done in several previous years. His talks 
never fail to arouse enthusiasm for our Poppy Day collection, as 
well as explaining to us more fully the meaning of Armistice. 

On Wednesday November 14th, Miss Hendry gave us a delight- 
ful talk on "Old Quebec", also illustrated by lantern slides. She 
gave us some of the history of the province, and showed us many 
excellent pictures of the Habitants and their life. I think we all 
felt afterwards that we knew very much more about Quebec than 
we did before this lecture. 

Major McKeand very kindly consented to pay us another visit 
on Wednesday November 28th, and this time his title was "The 
Eskimo." This lecture was especially interesting as Major McKeand 
brought with him a collection of Eskimo clothing, mats, seal- 
spears, hunting weapons etc. ; which we were allowed to examine 
afterwards. He also very patiently answered numerous questions 
that were asked him after the lecture. 

A lecture by Captain Wilson, an Old Wykhamist on "English 
Schools" was arranged for us on January 30th. Captain Wilson 
accompanied his talk with some very interesting moving pictures 
which showed us the life in some of the larger boys' schools in 
England, as well as the buildings and grounds themselves. 

Our next lecture was given on March 20th by Commander 
Curry on "Ships". Commander Curry dealt only with warships 
as time would not permit him to tell us every phase of marine craft. 
He showed us lantern slides of ships of every period from before 
William the Conqueror right up to the modern H.M.S. "Hood". 
He explained to us in detail the advances made by the ship-builders 
of every period, and I am sure we all learned much about ships 
from this lecture. 

On March 28th, we heard a most delightful lecture given by 
Miss Tudor Montizambert on "London." She illustrated her talk 
by some excellent moving-pictures of that city, taken by herself. 
She took us on a visit to the Zoo, Hyde Park, Buckingham Palace, 



and many other well-known places, as well as showing us pictures of 
several interesting and famous buildings. Miss Montizambert's 
vivid and arresting talk roused in us the keen desire to visit these 
historic scenes. 

We all appreciate very much Mrs. Buck's kindness in arranging 
these lectures for us, and we should like to thank her for enabling us 
this year to hear such a varied and interesting selection. 

Mary Blackburn, Babs Soper, Lynelle MacBrien 



CHIS year the Senior plays were presented on the evening of 
Monday, March eleventh, in the distinguished presence of 
Her Excellency the Countess of Bessborough and Lady 
Moyra Ponsonby. Every girl appreciates so much the 
interest Their Excellencies have taken in dramatic work at Elmwood 
and it causes us sincere regret to realize that next year we shall not 
have the honour of acting before these kind and cognizant critics. 

As in the previous year the cast of the Senior production was 
chosen by elimination, but every girl was given an opportunity of 
playing at least one of the roles on which she had worked all year. 
The type of play and scenes varied greatly and ranged from Shakes- 
pearean tragedy to light serio-comedy, including "The Princess 
Marries the Page;" Act II, Scene I of the ''Merry Wives of Windsor"; 
a scene from "Hamlet" and one from "Julius Ceasar"; Act II 
Scene I of "The Taming of the Shrew"; and "The Gods of the 

To use the school-girl lingo we had simply tons of fun preparing 
these Dramatic efforts, and due to the very competent direction of 
Miss Julia MacBrien the plays were really quite a success. 

Early in the Spring, Miss MacBrien underwent an appendicitis 
operation but now she is back at school working hard on the forth- 
coming productions of the Intermediate and Junior plays. The 
girls are rehearsing feverishly now and everywhere you find people 
quietly mumbling lines to themselves. I have heard snatches from 
these plays from time to time and evidently they are all going to be 
most entertaining. "Prunella" will be presented on May tenth by 
a group of the Intermediates and on May seventeenth another 



group will offer that well-known and amusing play, "Monsieur 
Beaucaire". The younger girls' production is to be "Make- 
Believe" and it will take place on May twenty-eighth. 

At the Christmas party each House presented a little playlet. 
These plays were prepared in a few frantic rehearsals and were by 
no means perfect examples of Dramatic work but, nevertheless, we 
all enjoyed them a great deal. "Cinderella's Slippers'* which was 
put on by Fry House was decided upon as the best play; Nighti- 
gale's "Lost: One Lunatic" ranked second; and Keller's offering 
was the colourful "Mimi." 

So our theatrical work for the year will soon be over, but 
everyone who has participated in it feels, I am sure, greatly benefit- 
ed by the excellent training received. 


Under the distinguished patronage of 
Her Excellency, The Countess of Bessborough 
Part I 


The Page Genevieve Bronson 

The Princess Alison Cochrane 

The King Patricia Galt 

The Chamberlain Joan Dean 

[Sheila Skelton 

Soldiers | Esme Girouard 

[ Muriel Crocket 

Part II 

Act 2, Scene 2 

Mistress Page Betty Hamilton 

Mistress Ford Betty Hooper 

One of the aims of Dramatic training is to encourage 
pupils to prepare and produce Scenes of their own selection 
and the two following are given as an example of this 
phase of the work. Apart from a few suggestions regard- 
ing inflection and gesture these Scenes are the unaided 
efforts of the pupils themselves. 

Act 3, Scene 1 

Ophelia Genevieve Bronson 

Hamlet Cecily Sparks 

Act 4, Scene 3 

Brutus Ethel Southam 

Cassius AiLSA Gerard 



Part II — Continued 

Act 2, Scene 1 

_ ^ 11 Anna Reay MacKay 

The Shrew |2 Cecily Sparks 

BiANCA Katherine Inkster 

Petruchio Jean Perley- Robertson 

Gremio Elizabeth Hanson 

LucENTio Helen Gordon 


Tranio Janet Dobell 

BioNDELLO Peggy MacLaren 

Baptista June White 

Servant Alison Cochrane 

Part III 

A Play in Three Scenes 

fl MoiRA Leathem 

Agmar \2 Janet Dobell 

[3 Ethel South am 

Slag Sheila Skelton 

Ulf Mary Fry 

Oogno Peggy MacLaren 

Thahn Barbara Whitley 

Milan Katherine Inkster 

A Thief Dorothy Laidlaw 

OoRANDER Eleanor Clark 

Illanaun Mary Lee Pyke 

Akmos Ails A Gerard 

1st Citizen Helen Gordon 

2nd Citizen Muriel Crocket 

One Helen Gordon 

Man Betty Hooper 

Dromedary Man Muriel Crocket 

Scene: The East 

{Diplomas of The Royal Academy and London University in Dramatic Art) 

Accompaniment on the Flute by Miss Colling. 



Reproduced from The Citizen, March 12th, 1935. 


IT is always a pleasure to attend the annual productions by 
the girls of the senior dramatic art classes of Elmwood 
School. For a number of years now, it has been the fortune 
of this reviewer to witness these presentations and each 
year one has been freshly impressed by the sound training the 
pupils of the school at Rockcliffe receive in the arts of self-expression, 
proper speech and correct diction. 

The program presented last evening before a distinguished 
audience graced by the presence of Her Excellency the Countess of 
Bessborough, was of a more varied nature than for some time. In 
addition to the general extracts from classical sources, it included a 
pretty little sketch of a fairy tale character and also one of Lord 
Dunsany's fanciful pieces, "The Gods of the Mountain." The 
very variation of the plays seen seemed to bring out more forcibly 
the value of the excellent training in dramatic expression given by 
Miss Julia MacBrien who is the mistress responsible for this branch 
of the school work. 

« * * 

One new and very commendable feature of last evening's pro- 
gram as distinct from those of other years was the two scenes from 
Shakespeare presented and produced by the pupils themselves. 
The value of encouraging the pupils to apply for themselves the 
lessons learned in the classes was amply demonstrated. 

Each year it has also been a delight to notice some new pupil 
possessed of distinct natural ability. Last evening proved no 
exception to the rule and it is a pleasure to commend highly the 
work of Genevieve Bronson and Cecily Sparks, who were each seen 
in two of the presentations, and also of that of Janet Dobell, Sheila 
Skelton and Barbara Whitley who appeared in the Dunsany play. 

In all the scenes and plays given, the costumes were colorful and 
excellently designed, the settings effective, particularly that of **The 
Gods of the Mountain." The grouping was good and the lighting, 
though defective in certain cases, generally good also. One of the 
most noteworthy points was the fact that the girls, with one or two 
minor exceptions, were audible in all parts of the auditorium. Their 
speech, too, was expressive although one or two were lacking in tone 

« * « 

The opening play was "The Princess Marries the Page," by 
Edna St. Vincent Millay. This was the fairy tale with the proverbial 
happy ending. Genevieve Bronson, whose excellent playing has 
already been commended, gave a very bright performance as the 
page. Alison Cochrane made a captivating and charming princess. 
Other members of the cast were Patricia Gait, Joan Dean, Sheila 
Skelton, Esme Girouard and Muriel Crocket. 

Betty Hamilton and Betty Hooper did very well indeed in the 
scene from "The Merry Wives of Windsor," in which Mistress Page 



and Mistress Ford received identical amatory epistles from Sir 
John Falstaff. Both girls gave a lively performance. Their 
costumes were attractive. 

Genevieve Bronson and Cecily Sparks, the former as Ophelia 
and the latter as Hamlet, gave a thoughtful presentation of the 
scene in which Hamlet spurned Ophelia's love. Ethel Southam, as 
Brutus, and Ailsa Gerard, as Cassius, were seen in the quarrel scene 
from Julius Caesar. 

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Eleven girls appeared in the courtship scene from *'The Taming 
of the Shrew." Two Katherines were seen, one in the first part of 
the scene and the other in the second and longer part. Jean 
Perley- Robertson made an impressive Petruchio and Cecily Sparks 
showed commendable originality in the part of Katherine. The 
other members of the cast were Katherine Inkster, Anna Reay 
McKay, Elizabeth Hanson, Helen Gordon, Esme Girouard, Janet 
Dobell, Peggy MacLaren, June White and Alison Cochrane. 

Lord Dunsany's Oriental phantasy was very well done indeed 
and theseven beggars who impersonated "The Gods of the Mountain" 
and were ultimately turned into stone by the avenging gods them- 
selves all gave good performances. We liked especially the Agmar 
of Janet Dobell and the Slag of Sheila Skelton. Barnara Whitley 
as the gluttonous beggar also stood out. The members of the cast 
were Ethel Southam, Mary Fry, Peggy MacLaren, Katherine 
Inkster, Dorothy Laidlaw, Eleanor Clark, Mary Lee Pyke, Ailsa 
Gerard, Helen Gordon, Muriel Crocket, Helen Fordon, Moira 
Leathem and Betty Hooper. — M. 



ONCE again, with another school year quickly drawing to a 
close, we have many events of interest to all music lovers 
to record. 
Before commenting on the various concerts that have 
taken place this year, we should like to welcome Mr. H. Puddi- 
combe and Miss E. Bradford, who joined the "music staff" last 
September, when we regretfully said goodbye to Miss Tipple's 
music lessons, after her twelve years of patient, kindly, and inspiring 
teaching at Elmwood. Her activities are now largely directed to 
our welfare in other directions. 

Mr. Puddicombe most kindly presented us with a handsome 
gramaphone, the use of which is quickly widening our knowledge of 
famous compositions. 

During the year we were fortunate enough to have the opportu- 
nity to attend a number of concerts by celebrated artists, given in 
Ottawa. The most notable among these recitals were those of 
Horowitz, Giannini, Lawrence Tibbett, Zimbalist, and Harold 
Bauer; the Don Cossack choir, and the Hamburg Trio. 

Horowitz, by his inspired playing, made us realize the heights 
which it is possible to reach in musical interpretation, especially in 
his conception of Brahms' 15th Waltz, in A^, and Chopin's 
''Minute" Waltz. Zimbalist is a violinist, also of world-wide 
renown, who makes magic with his bow. The perfection of tone 
and finished artistry of Lawrence Tibbett's singing is always a 
delight; while the charmingly flexible voice of Madame Giannini 
appeals to everyone. The Don Cossack Chorus is a perfectly 
trained male choir, capable of amazing vocal feats. Harold Bauer 
proved himself a master of pianoforte technique. The Hamburg 
Trio, celebrating the twenty-fifth anniversary of their first per- 
formances in Canada, gave us an interesting evening of Chamber 

We have also heard the Ottawa Symphony Orchestra under 
Mr. Jack Cavill, their final concert of the season being held in the 
Auditorium. This was notable for the performance of Schubert's 
"Unfinished" Symphony, and Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue", 
a highly popular composition. 



As in previous years, we joined Ashbury in singing a sacred 
cantata. "Lauda Sion," by Mendelssohn, was chosen, and was 
given on March 17th, in the chapel at Ashbury. It was less 
familiar music than Stainer's "Crucifixion", which we have sung 
in previous years, and we were glad of this opportunity to learn it. 

In closing may we thank those who make it possible for us to 
hear concerts of such variety and excellence during the school year. 

URING the last two years an increasing interest in all 
I branches of art has been shown in the school. 
The syllabus for this year holds many varied and interest- 
ing subjects. One of the courses of study has been the 

history of costume design, including that of modern costume. 

Early this year we went to see a poster exhibition at the 
National Gallery, and since then we have tried our hand at producing 
posters of various types, including those advertising school events. 

Many black-and-white studies have been done, specializing 
in the design of bookplates. In these, we expressed our favourite 

A certain number of snapshot portraits have been made, and 
recently we have done sketching outdoors. 

Another interesting study this year has been the designing of 
stained-glass windows to illustrate various subjects that appealed 
to us as capable of expression through this medium. We have also 
made attempts to interpret music; a record was played, and the 
pupils then illustrated the ideas that it had conveyed to them. 

During the year we have visited the National Art Gallery on 
several occasions; we have also attended some very interesting 
lectures on art and architecture, thus deepening our appreciation 
and widening our knowledge of these entrancing subjects. 

An interesting feature of the Arts course is the study of Interior 
Decoration. We have held discussions on colour, and colour 
values, the curtaining of windows, wall decoration, how to read and 
understand an architect's plans and working drawings. We have 
studied also the surroundings and interior decoration most suitable 
for log cabins, besides the decoration and furnishing of halls, sun- 
rooms, and porches. 

As regards the boarders' craftwork much interesting work has 
been done. We hope to show examples of all forms of expression 
work at the June Exhibition. 






Hon. President 





Hon. Dramatics Convener 

Dramatics Convener 

Sports Convener 

Ottawa Representatives . . . 

Montreal Representative 
Toronto Representative. . 

Mrs. H. S. Philpot 
Mrs. Harry Southam 
Mrs. Edward Fauquier 
Hon. Cairine Wilson 

Mrs. Buck 

. .Catherine Macphail 

Rachel White 

Sylvia Smellie 

Morna Peters 

Julia MacBrien 

Marjorie Borden 

Cairine Wilson 

Hope Gilmour 

Jean Workman 

Mary Craig 

. .Margaret Symington 
. . . Mrs. Charles Burns 

LMWOOD Old Girls are scattered in many parts of the 
globe. Some are travelling, others are living abroad. 
With varied interests and in different places, school time 
chums are apt to lose touch with each other as the years go 
by. It is hoped that these Old Girls' Notes will renew memories of 
happy days at Elmwood and be of interest to past and present 

The Old Girls' Association grows in numbers and strength 
year by year. Its purpose is to further the best interest of the 
school, to keep in touch with Elmwood and to promote the Drama. 
Since the innovation of the Dominion Drama Festival we have had 
no Old Girls' play, for The Drama League and Festival plays have 
claimed our talent in that direction. We should like to congratulate 
most heartily Julia MacBrien, who has been teaching Dramatic 
Art at Elmwood for the last four years, on her production of the 
monument scenes from "Antony and Cleopatra" which was entered 
in the Festival and was one of the plays chosen to go to Kingston. 
Sylvia Smellie was responsible for the costuming which was highly 
effective and also acted in the play, as did Nini Keefer. Julia also 
produced "On the Spot," one of the most successful Drama League 
plays of the year. We should like to take this opportunity of 
congratulating Nancy Barrow, also a member of the Elmwood 
staff, although we cannot claim her as an Old Girl, on her work as 
Queen Elizabeth in Maxwell Anderson's play "Elizabeth the 
Queen." Vals Gilmour and Sylvia Smellie are well known to be 
accomplished actresses and both took part in several plays this year. 
Others who acted in one or more Drama League productions are 



Marjorie Borden, Nini Keefer, Morna Peters, Florence Coristine, 
Lorraine Bate and Catherine Macphail. 

The Bible Box, presented to us by Mrs. Philpot two years ago, 
is our most treasured possession. This copy of a Jacobean Bible 
Box holds the records of the Association and the Philpot token. 
Carved on the lid is the inspiring motto "Pactum Serva" — Keep 
Troth. This year we had a special table made for it, and it now 
stands in the entrance hall of Elmwood. We see it every time we 
visit the school, and it is an ever-present reminder for us to keep 
troth with the ideals we learned there. 

On several occasions throughout the year small groups of 
former prefects were invited to tea with the present prefects. We 
were entertained delightfully in every way and these afternoon teas 
proved a source of great interest and pleasure to us as well as a 
means of strengthening the bond between the Old Girls and the 

Former members of Nightingale, Keller, and Fry Houses were 
invited to the morning services in the school hall on their own 
House Days. We consider this a great privilege and should like to 
congratulate the House prefects on the excellent way in which they 
conduct these services. 

This year for the first time we sent in a collection of knitted 
articles for the poor, to be added to the Christmas Collection made 
annually by the school. We hope that next year everybody will 
find time to make some contribution to this collection. 

We are preparing for basketball matches again and hope that 
we shall give the school better competition than we did last autumn. 
Tennis matches will also be arranged. 

There are doubtless many who are disappointed that we have 
had no Annual Reunion Week-end this year. It was neither for- 
gotten nor neglected. It is always difficult to find a suitable time 
for this reunion — that is when the majority of Old Girls are free 
to attend. With the Minto Follies and Drama Festival occupying 
as they do so much time during February, March, and April, the 
Executive found it inadvisable to hold the Reunion during these 
months as in previous years. Later than that brings us too near 
to the closing activities at Elmwood. The Executive suggests that 
next year we should hold the Reunion in October or November, and 
at that time it should be possible to produce a play of our own. 

However, we are having a Reunion this year at the time of the 
school closing. There will be a Service on Sunday, June 9th, 
conducted by the Very Reverend E. Frank Salmon, a Dance at the 
Country Club on Tuesday, June 11th, and the Annual Meeting and 
Dinner at the school on Wednesday, June 12th. 

We hope that all who can will attend these events and by so 
doing help to make this Reunion the happy occasion it is meant to 
be. We extend a very hearty invitation to all Old Girls to be 

— (Signed) Catherine Macphail, 





Elmwoodians who have crossed the high seas this year include : 
Betty Fauquier, who with Maryon Murphy, was cruising in the 
W. Indies during January and February ; OHve and Cairine Wilson 
and Janet Southam who have been on a Mediterranean, South 
African, and South American cruise. 

Vals Gilmour has been in Cairo since February, and Hope 
spent the winter in Paris, but will be in England for the Jubilee 

Rachel White is another who has been abroad all winter; 
Letty Wilson is in England taking a course in Dramatic Art. 

Joan Ahearn has been in England; Molly Houston is in Cairo. 

Nancy Haultain and Jean Workman are sailing for England 
this spring. Dorothy Hardy has visited the West Indies and 
Florida ; Louisa Fauquier spent the winter in California. 

Two recent visitors in Bermuda were Mrs. Henry Gill and 
Joan Eraser. 

It was nice to see Betty North again. Betty was in town for 
Their Excellencies' Drawing Room. 

Diana Clark is now living in South Africa, where her father is 
British High Commissioner for the Union, and the Native Pro- 


We have several budding actresses among the old Elm- 
woodians. Their activities have already been recorded elsewhere 
in these notes. 


It has been a gay season for the "debs," of whom nearly half 
were old Elmwood girls. Those who are now "out" include 
Christina MacNaughton, Ruth Hughson, Betty Plaunt, Bobby 
Gray, Lorraine Bate, Dorothy Hardy, Ethel Finnie, Peggy Crerar, 
Elaine McFarlane, Isobel Bryson, Dorothy Blackburn, Hope 
Wattsford, Patricia Macoun, Betty McLachlin, Gladys Carling, 
Mary McCarthy and Mary Craig. 

Those who contributed to the round of entertainment by 
giving dances were Dorothy Hardy, Ruth Hughson and Elaine 
McFarlane. Peggy Crerar gave a tea-dance. 




There have been several weddings since the last issue of Samara. 

Isabel Wilson has become Mrs. Elliot Rodger; two of her 
bridesmaids were Elmwoodians, Betty Smart and Ruth Hughson. 

Catherine Bate is now Mrs. Sampson; at her wedding she was 
attended by Cecil Bate, Sybil Doughty and Claudia Coristine. 

Another new bride is Mrs. Bertrand (Dorothy Blackburn). 

We have just heard of Marian Gale's marriage to John Cum- 
mings Charleson. 

Julia MacBrien is being married in June to Pat Murphy. 

Audrey Gilmour (Mrs. Cuthbert Scott) has a son, and Diana 
Kingsmill (Mrs. Victor Gordon-Lennox) a son ; also Mary Rosamond 
(Mrs. Salisbury) is another proud mother. 

The May Court Club, the Red Cross and other similar organ- 
izations are represented by enthusiastic Elmwoodians: Jocelyn 
White, Catherine Dougherty, Sylvia Smellie, Cynthia Hill, Jean 
Burns and many others. 

Betty Harris and Mary Malloch have been taking business 
courses at the Jeanne d'Arc Institute. Betty Carter is working in the 
Central Bank. 

Marjorie Borden is working hard at her painting. Elizabeth 
MacMillan is studying art in Toronto. 

Others interested in art are Ruth Eliot who is studying in 
Montreal, and Christina MacNaughton and Peggy Crerar who 
have a small studio together. 

Enid Palmer and Hilda Salmon are graduating this year. 

Elaine McFarlane and Betty Gordon are at Toronto University, 
and Jane Smart and Charlotte Bowman are at McGill. Irene 
Salmon is training for church work at St. Christopher's College, 
Blackheath, London. 

Mimsy Cruikshank is taking a secretarial course in Boston. 

Mary Blackburn has started a beauty parlour in Ottawa. 

Old Girls who have spent the winter in Ottawa include — Edith 
Baskerville, Mary Devlin, Betty and Nancy Toller, Luella Irwin, 
Betty Hogg, Marian Gale, Ella MacMillan, Frances Bates, Morna 
Peters, Sue Houston, Vivien Palmer, Sybil Doughty, Clare Bor- 
bridge and Ann Gorrell. 

— Mary Craig 


Kitty Gordon is travelling in Europe, and does not expect to 
be back until the end of the summer. 

Betty Sifton won two scholarships at Varsity last year — ■ 
instead of taking her third year here, she is studying languages in 
the different universities in Europe, and returns to Toronto next 
year to graduate. 

Mary Dunlop is working at the University of Toronto 



Jeannie Dunlop is studying singing, and is singing in the 
New Canadian Grand Opera Company. She is also taking an 
active part in the organization of the young Conservatives in 

Barbara Beck is having great success with her dancing — she 
is to give a recital here in the spring. 

Mabel Dunlop married George Hees last June. Her brides- 
maids were Mrs. Charles Burns, Kitty Gordon, Mary and Jean 
Dunlop. Mr. and Mrs. Hees went abroad for their honeymoon, and 
are now living in Toronto. Mabel has been active as a board 
member of the Junior League. 

Mrs. Charles Burns (Janet Wilson) has moved to her new 
house on Old Forest Hill Road. She has been the very successful 
chairman of the Junior League Provisionals. 

Deborah Coulson and Cynthia Copping were debutantes this 
year — both gave very gay 'coming out' parties. 

Mary Kingsmill left last month to spend the summer abroad, 
with her parents. 

Peggy Waldie, Elaine Ellsworth, Virginia Copping and Mary 
Baker spent the year at School in Paris. The first three are to be 
presented at Their Majesties' Court. 

EsME Thompson has been taking Art at Toronto University. 

Barbara Brown has been at school in England. 

Betty Davison is completing her first year at Toronto 


RosLYN Arnold. Working hard for the Junior League and is 
the treasurer of its Superplenty Shop. 

Marjorie McConnell^ — (Nee M. Wallis) had a son in January. 

Ruth Seely — Capably filled the position of 2nd Vice-President 
of the Junior League. Announced her engagement to Barclay 
Robinson and is going to be an autumn bride. 

Jean Brodie — Working in the Montreal General Hospital. 
We extend sincere sympathy to her on the death of her father. 

Kay Grant — Working for League. 

M argot SeelY' — In her last year at McGill. 

Jean Heubach- — Debutante and working for Junior League. 

Anne Coghlin^ — Debutante and working for Junior League; 
also taking art. 

Rosa Johnson — At McGill. 

Harriet Mathias — Studying art and is going to England. 
Betty Brown — Studying art and interior decorating. 
Helen Mackay^ — Working for League and is adding another 
trip abroad to her extensive travellings. 

Theodosia Bond^ — Continuing literary and dramatic work. 
Mary Lyman — Debutante, art and Junior League work. 



Elizabeth Symington — Madame Boissier's School in Paris. 
Janet Hutchison^ — Madame Boissier, Paris. 
Mary Hampson — Les Cretes, Suisse. 
Dawn Ekers — Paris, studying at the Sorbonne. 
Betty Heubach — Studying here and is at present visiting in 

Margaret Symington — Still skating and working for Junior 
League and other charities. 


We have just heard of the recently announced engagement of 
John Philpot, Fellow of Balliol College, Oxford, to Flora Ogston, 
of Ewell, Surrey. The marriage will take place shortly. 

We are always glad to consider literary matter submitted by 
Old Girls ; the following verse is by Clare Borbridge. 


E is the Emptyness — what should I give ? 

L is the Longing — to know why I live. 

M is the Moment I took to remember: 

We are now in Life's seed-time of May for December. 

O— Opportunity ; how can it enrich us ? 

O is, of course. Open Road, to bewitch us. 

D is our Duty to be as wise as we can, 

Education, our weapon, defends every man. 



On May 11th we three very fortunate boarders had the privilege 
of attending a most beautiful and moving service at All Saints' 
Church, Ottawa. It was the re-dedication of the Lamp of "Toe H", 
an organization formed during the Great War, for the purpose of 
encouraging fellowship and service among men of all ranks. It 
was founded by the Rev. P. B. (Tubby) Clayton at the request of 
Neville Talbot, then a Divisional Chaplain, and now the Bishop of 
Pretoria, and eventually named as a memorial to his younger brother, 
Gilbert, whose death was significant of the many gallant youths 
who sacrificed their lives for their country. 

This movement which was destined to spread its light through- 
out the world was started in a shell-shot house in the small village 
of Poperinghe, France, and derives its name from the army signallers' 
pronunciation of the letters T. H. Above the door of this building, 
Padre Clayton nailed a sign bearing the words ''Abandon Rank all 
ye who enter here"; it was in the small downstairs canteen that 
wearied soldiers were welcomed with sincerity, whilst in the little 
upper room, where a crude wooden altar (a carpenter's bench) 
had been erected, they could receive spiritual refreshment. 

In 1920 many of those who had benefitted by the atmosphere 
of the "Little Upper Room" as it came to be known, prevailed the 
Rev. P. B. Clayton to re-establish the spirit of "Toe H" in our 
civilian life and now, fifteen years later, its light burns in many 
corners of the earth. 

At the stirring ceremony, in the dim stillness which penetrated 
the Church, the lamp of faith was re-lit, kindling again in the 
hearts of its members the ideals created in that tumble-down 
shelter so near the front, and even we could not help feeling the 
deep reverence and humility in this ritual, and in the beautiful 
hymns and prayers which are characteristic of "Toe H." 

The following Sunday all the boarders attended the morning 
service at which the Rev. A. J. F. Holmes, regional padre of Toe H. 
for Eastern Canada, explained to us something of the meaning of 
the movement — its history, its aims and its ideals. It is the only 
social fellowship which welcomes to its membership both young 
and old from all walks of life and of every creed, extracting from 
them only the fee of service. 

The youth of to-day is considered one of the most important 
factors of the association and all were very pleased to hear that 
owing to the enthusiasm and interest shown by women "Toe H" 
is becoming a brother and sister movement. We were also very 
proud when we recognized their quotation "Service is the rent we 
pay for our room on earth" as being one we have heard many 
many times at Elmwood, and we feel that the four points of their 
compass are ideals for us all to try to live up to — Think Fairly„ 
Build Bravely, Love Widely, Witness Humbly. 

— G. Young 

A. Mackay 

B. Kennedy 



We give below an extract from an interesting Article printed 
some time ago in the English ''Radio Times" on All Hallows by 
the Tower, Barking, London. The Rev. P. B. Clayton, founder 
of Toe H, is vicar of this Parish, and in the Church the first Lamp 
of Maintenance, lighted in 1922 by the Prince of Wales, is kept 
constantly burning: — 

"Up above, on ground level, standing in the nave, one has a 

lovely aspect of All Hallows by the Tower. A sense of space, and of dark beauty; 
even of quiet in spite of the rumble of the traffic outside. The white Norman 
columns stand out in relief against the shadows, and in the dimness are suspended 
little models of old sailing ships, among them Drake's 'Golden Hind,' each with 
floodlights in hull illuminating sails and rigging. 

Look up and you see Nelson's flag at the Battle of St. Vincent, hanging 
from the roof of the centre aisle; look down and you see coats of arms of Poperinghe 
and Ypres on the far columns; and it comes to you that Service and Sacrifice 
by Land and Sea are commemorated in this Church. For thirteen centuries 
it has been associated with the shipping of the Thames; nearby stands the Empire 
Memorial of the Merchant Marines; and the Port of London Authority are the 
chief parishioners. All Hallows once possessed a Mariner's Chapel of St. 
Nicholas — not only the Saint of Christmas, but Patron Saint of Sailors — and 
it is to be restored in the South Aisle. 

This old church by the Tower was a Guild, or Brotherhood, church in the 
fifteenth century. Now it is a Guild Church once more. In the Lady Chapel — 
crusading chapel of the Edward princes — is the central shrine of Toe H, 'outcome 
of a later and greater crusade, and dedicated to a Crusade of the Spirit greater 

Relics not of centuries but of less than twenty years ago are here. Youth's 
sword; its Rugby cap; its Wooden Cross. None can look without emotion at 
the one that stood over a grave in Flanders, with its brief, poignant epitaph: 
'Gilbert Talbot— Hooge— 30-7-15.' 

In his memory a rest-house for all ranks serving in the Ypres Salient was 
opened at Poperinghe on December 15, 1915; it was called Talbot House. Toe H 
is merely the signallers' way of pronouncing the initials T. H. 

In a Casket in the Lady Chapel of All Hallows reposes the first Lamp of 
Maintenance, given in 1922 by the Prince of Wales. That lamp, which the 
Prince lighted over ten years ago in honour of all the Talbots and all the Wood- 
ruffes and all the Forsters who gave their lives, has never gone out. 

Before the altar steps is a sculptured bronze recumbent figure with Alfred 
Forster's face. But there is purposely no name on it. It is a symbol of Youth 
that fell in the war. 

At the going down of the sun and in the morning 
We shall remember them. 

Nobody has remembered them better than Tubby Clayton, the padre who 
lived under shellfire at Poperinghe and cheered their spirits — Tubby Clayton, 
M.C., vicar of All Hallows and founder of Toe H." 




Joy in the working day, 
Laughter or tears; 
Be the skies blue or grey, 
Joy in the working day. 
Banish all ugly fears, 
Doubt and revolt away; 
Joy in the working day. 
Bring the task what it may. 
Laughter or tears. 


Love with your utmost power 
All lovely things: 
Loyalty, Faith's bright flower, 
Love with your utmost power 
Friendship's triumphant wings: 
Though storms and tempests lower 
Trust Love's transcendant power, 
Till, in the last grey hour 
Love, mounting, swings. 

— D. M. T. 



Mountains of morning, lift your gleaming whiteness. 
And cleave the blue with rosy peaks of snow. 
Radiant with sunrise. 


Mountains of noon, serene above man's turmoil, 
Across your velvet slopes, cloud shadows pass, 
Grey in the sunlight. 


Mountains of evening, as the darkness deepens. 
Your summits burn against the waning sky. 
Crimson with sunset. 


Mountains of midnight, dreaming in the silence, 
A strange cold glory floods your sleeping heights, 
Silver in starlight. 

— D. M. T. 




CHE Colosseum was crowded. Young and old alike swarmed 
through the streets and took their places around the arena. 
The chief struggle was to be between a well known gladiator 
who had never been beaten, and a young Roman. Every- 
one knew that the gladiators would fight until one died. From the 
beginning they had all backed the favourite. A shout of applause 
announced the gladiators' arrival. The Emperor, leaning back on 
his seat, scarcely looked at them when they shouted ''Hail Caesar" for 
like the rest he was anxious for the fight to commence. Two of the 
gladiators stepped back awaiting their turn but the third and the 
favourite walked towards one another. They stepped warily, now 
forward, now back until with a sudden rush they closed in on one 
another. The crowd gave a gasp, the struggle was so short, in less 
than half a minute the unknown gladiator was down with the 
favourite's foot on his neck, butchered to make a Roman holiday! 
The same thing happened to the second man and the favourite 
scarcely pausing turned to meet the young Roman. The new- 
comer, Antonius, had made good use of his time while awaiting his 
turn. He had watched each fight carefully, he had watched his 
enemy's feints and tricks, saw where his weakness lay and how he 
protected himself. Also he was determined to win; unless he did 
his loved one, Calpurnia, would be lost to him forever, as her father 
said: "Unless you win the fight to-day my daughter can never be 
your wife." Calpurnia's father Marcus had for many years been 
in deadly feud with Flavian the favourite so he had decided that to 
win his daughter Antonius would have to beat Flavian in the arena. 
Now the time had come. Antonius rushed at his assailant, taking 
him almost by storm, Flavian stood this sudden attack well but 
Antonius was never still for one moment; the sand whirled around 
his head in a cloud so that the crowd could see nothing for some time 
then suddenly, before they could recover from their astonish- 
ment they saw their favourite lying on the ground, entangled in his 
own net! Antonius, with his foot on his fallen opponent's body, 
stared up at the crowd, tier upon tier of angry spectators, full of 
disappointment and scorn, had leapt to their feet, furious with their 
favourite for having betrayed their hopes. With angry jerks they 
thrust down their thumbs and shouted **Let him die, let him die!" 
But Antonius was happy as he could see Calpurnia and her father 
in the mass of people in front waving to him and he knew that the 
fight was not the only thing he had won that day ! 





^^^^^ARIONETTES are dolls whose arms, heads, legs, and feet, 
III moved by strings, or wires, so they can be made to act 
ml^r the parts of living people. 

^ ^ No one knows where this sort of play first began, but 
there is no doubt that there were Marionettes in the time of the 
Roman Empire, and even earlier in Egypt, Greece, and India. 
About three hundred years ago Marionette theatres in which real 
plays were acted while the parts were read by people behind the 
stage. These were very popular in Italy, and from there they 
spread to many parts of the world, and they became so successful in 
England that the actors and showmen complained that they were 
stealing their business away. Finally they managed to have the 
marionette shows prohibited from theatres and halls so that they 
had to be put on in the open air in places where they would not 
interfere with the traffic by causing crowds to collect. Since then 
they have become very popular again and the marionettes have 
become so perfect in the way they are made that they can be used 
to act very difficult plays and do all sorts of dances and other acts 
just as one would see them in a variety show put on by real people. 
In Italy they even do operas and the people who work the strings 
do it so perfectly that one forgets that the marionettes are not alive 
until the show is over and those who work them step out to acknow- 
ledge the crowd's applause. The Italians who live in New York 
have always had a good Marionette theatre, but it was only a few 
years ago that this was discovered by the rest of the people and 
those visiting there. Since then this New York Marionette theatre 
has played to crowded theatres all over the United States and 
Canada, and Tony Sarg, who runs these shows, has become very 
famous. There are a good many other marionette theatres in the 
principal cities of the United States, and some private ones as well, 
owned by people who find it a very interesting hobby to write their 
own plays, and make their own marionettes to please and amuse 
their friends. 

I have tried to tell you something about the marionettes, but 
the best way to appreciate them is to see one of their shows the 
next time there is one in town. 

— E. Newcombe — Form III 




''Show him in,'' the Colonel said, 
"/ must speak with him awhile. 
They tell me the first brigade he led, 
As it conquered the tribes of the Nile.'' 

''Ah"! he said, as the youth appeared, 
"I think you'll do for this perilous flight. 
Courage is wanted, and I feared 
The news would not reach Bodel before night." 

"It is a matter of life and death 

For the whole of the garrison, my son. 

If you can arrive in time," he saith, 
"A noble deed you will have done." 

Booted and spurred a rider was seen 
Vanishing into the Western sun, 
Over the desert he galloped serene 
Not to be stopped till his aim was won. 

Save for the thud of his horse on the sand 
As it sank beneath him, stiff and cold. 
No sound was heard, nor any hand 
Seemed to fire that shot so bold. 

A party of bandits came into view, 
"Hold up your hand," they harshly cry 
"Your life will pay, your knowledge too, 

Both will be ours before you die." 

They took the dispatch, but could not read 
So threw the note into the sand. 
The way to a tree they made him lead 
And bound him to it foot and hand. 

There they left him, the moon arose. 
He twisted and turned in the ropes, 
A nd then awakening out of a doze 
A stealthy noise aroused his hopes. 

A voice said, "Hush, your ropes I'll untie 
You will be safe within an hour". 
The ropes undone, they swiftly fly 
And soon in the friendly shadows cower. 

The legion was saved from a terrible doom ; 
He'd delivered his note, his deed was done 
And as he came out of the Colonel's room 
He carried the honourable spurs he'd won. 

J. RussEL, Form VI b 




A threatening sky and wind-tossed waves, 
The wind's low moan in the hollow caves 
A grey mist rising, determined to he. 
And no far horizon left to see. 

A heavy rain and a foggy day, 
White-caps show in the murky hay, 
Waves rolling in upon the ^rey shore. 
And receding again, just as before. 

The crash of surf on the towering rocks. 
An echo from the repeated shocks. 
And no single boat has dared the foam. 
They all are moored in their harbour home. 

— Anne Bethune, Form V c 


God seems wonderful to you and me. 

Living high above the tallest tree. 

He does such wonders, never seen. 

He made the stones. He dug the streams. 

He gave us the darkness ; then followed the light. 

To take off the shadows, that fell in the night, 

He made the first bird, he grew all the moss. 

He gave us his Son who died on the Cross, 

God is so loving, so good, and so kind. 

And wants us to think of these things of His mind. 





E stood bareheaded upon the hillock: a tall figure, bent 
but not broken by much hardship and toil, yet still of 
considerable strength, as the broad shoulders and square 
build showed. A slight breeze lifted the white hair and 
toyed with it gently for a moment. Serious, gray-blue eyes, 
slightly faded now, looked forth from beneath bushy white eye- 
brows and gazed dreamily at the sinking sun. The strong features 
and tell-tale wrinkles of the lean face revealed the character of the 
man far more than could mere words. Authority and tenacity of 
purpose denoted by the firm chin, the straight nose speaking of 
aristocratic descent, knowledge and experience written in the lines 
across the broad brow, twinkling eyes full of feeling and kindly 
humorous mouth — such was he. 

At his feet lay fields of grain, which having yielded up their 
harvest lay peacefully awaiting the soft snows of winter: those very 
fields in which in his youth he had so despised working. He had 
been ambitious then, not content with the simple life of a farmer; 
he had longed for education, for wealth, power, influence, for a 
chance to do his part in furthering the happiness of mankind. 
These he had striven for, and finally, after defeats, disappointments 
and disillusionment, had gained. Now, looking back in the even- 
tide of his life, surrounded by the calm of the countryside, he 
wondered whether it had been worth while. Would he have gained 
more of those important things of life — contentment, peace of mind, 
happiness, had he ramained a humble, simple farmer and continued 
in the road mapped out for him by his father ? Or was that harder 
road, beset by perils, the right one to have followed ? Were not its 
compensations, perhaps greater, more worth striving for, more 
satisfying in the end ? Did it not bring one, hardships yes, but if 
not in this world yet in the next, greater peace and happiness than 
the other ? At the back of his mind this question lingered, un- 

The soft lowing of cattle being led home from pasture broke 
the silence ; and in the village below, the bells of the little church of 
his boyhood were chiming the vesper hour. Behind him stood the 
old farmhouse, with friendly candles lighted at its open windows. 
Dusk had descended upon the world and against the last rosy 
reflection of the sun on the distant horizon was outlined sharply the 
cross of the traveller's shrine beside the road leading into the 
distance. His question was answered. He turned back, satisfied. 

— G. Bronson, VI Upper 



tribe ^eben^onliergof tf)e Ancient Wotih 


HIS magnificent monumental structure was raised by 
I Artemis in memory of her husband Mausolus, a Persian 
' satrap, who held independant sway in the Greek city of 
Halicarnassus about the 5th century B.C. 

Of this monument, once considered among the seven wonders 
of the world, no remains now exist, but from the description of those 
who saw and wrote about it, it seems to have been nearly square 
in plan. The building was 111 feet in circumference, and 140 ft. 
high ; it consisted of five parts, a basement, an enclosure of columns, 
a pyramid, a pedestal, and a chariot group. 

The basement was built of blocks of green sand-stone, encased 
with marble. Around the base ran groups of statuary. Above 
this rose thirty-six columns of the Ionic order, enclosing a square 
"cella". Between the columns stood single statues. The whole 
was lavishly decorated with friezes, the principle of which re- 
presented combats between the Greeks and Amazons. Surmount- 
ing this rose a pyramid, mounting by twenty-four steps to an apex 
or pedestal. On the apex stood the chariot of Mausolus himself, 
with an attendant. The height of the statue of Mausolus in the 
British Museum, is 9 ft. 93^", without the pHnth. The hair rising 
from the forehead falls in thick waves on each side of his face and 
descends nearly to his shoulders; the beard is short and close, the 
face square and massive, while the eyes are deepest under over- 
hanging brows, the mouth well formed, with a settled calm about 
the lips. The drapery on this statue is grandly composed. 

Many proposals have been made for the reconstruction of this 
famous tomb, but I doubt if any would do justice to that erected by 
this great queen. 

— A. Cochrane, VI a. 


The mighty pyramids of stone 
That wedgelike cleave the desert airs 
When nearer seen and better known 
A re hut gigantic flights of stairs. 

CHE Pyramids, primarily erected as the royal tombs of 
Ancient Egypt, have been in existence since the early 
period of human history. 
The most famous, a group of three, are to be found 
near Gizeh on the border of the Libyan Desert. The largest of 
these, the Great Pyramid, was built by King Cheops, an ancient 
Ruler who probably lived twenty-nine centuries before the Christian 
era. Herodotus, the Greek historian, is authority for the statement 
that it took 100,000 men 20 years to erect this massive structure. 



Its base covers thirteen acres, and its triangular sides rise to a height 
of 451 feet. Originally the Pyramid had an outer casing of polished 
stones, all carefully fitted together, but this has long since dis- 
appeared, leaving exposed the central cone of rough-hewn blocks. 
The apex has lost some of its crowning blocks, and one finds, on 
reaching the top, a level platform thirty-six feet square, from which a 
magnificent view of the surrounding expanse of desert can be seen. 

The entrance leading to the interior passage is in the north side 
of the structure, about forty-eight feet above the ground. This 
passageway descends gradually to a horizontal corridor which opens 
into an underground chamber. From this room a dark sloping 
passage leads to an ascending corridor which opens into the Chamber 
of Queens and the Great Hall. The latter a high, narrow vault 
terminates in another narrow passage which leads to the King's 
Chamber, the most magnificent of the interior rooms, containing 
the crumbling stone coffin of the king. The formation of the interior 
is that of an intricate maze, and the extreme accuracy of the con- 
struction is seldom equalled in building operations today. 

There are in existence about seventy-five Egyptian pyramids, 
arranged in groups that extend north and south on the west side 
of the Nile. Many of these are in ruins, but all are interesting 
sights to the hundreds of tourists who visit them. 

— Ethel South am, VI upper arts 


IN the reign of Ptolemy II, 283-247 B.C., Sostratus of 
Cnidus finished the building of a great tower which had 
been begun when Ptolemy I still ruled. Situated on a 
small island near Alexandria, this pure white marble 
structure, on the summit of which fires were lighted at night, could 
be seen from far out at sea, and directed sailors in the bay which 
was dangerous and difficult of access. It consisted of several 
stories raised one above another to a height of four hundred feet, and 
adorned with columns, balustrades and galleries of finest marble, 
wrought with most skillful workmanship. It was built at the 
total cost of eight hundred talents or about $850,000.00. 

Upon it was inscribed * 'Sostratus the Cnidian, son of Dexi- 
phanes, to the gods, the preservers, for the benefit of mariners." 
Pliny speaks of the magnanimity of Ptolemy in allowing the name of 
Sostratus and not his own to be inscribed upon the tower. However, 
Lucian tells us a difl^erent story which although probably an inven- 
tion of his own since it seems rather incredible, is none the less 
interesting. He maintains that Sostratus, wishing to enjoy in after 
ages all the glory of the achievement, cut the above inscription upon 
the marble. This he covered with cement upon which he wrote 
another inscription to the honour of the author of the deed — Ptolemy. 
In time the cement decayed, bearing with it to the dust the name of 
Ptolemy, leaving only the name of Sostratus visible. 



This mighty tower was destroyed by earthquake in the thirteenth 
century but its ruins remained as late as 1350. Now, however, the 
site of the actual lighthouse has been weathered away by the sea. 

Pharos, from the Greek meaning to shine or be bright, or from 
the Egyptian "pharez" meaning watchtower or look-out place, was 
the name given probably first to the tower, then later to the island 
upon which it stood. 

And Pharos, the prototype of all lighthouses, has become the 
general name for them, the term "pharology" being used for the 
science of lighthouse construction. 



CHESE gardens, once famed for the unique quality of their 
beauty, had a romantic origin. Amytis, the wife of 
Nebuchadnezzar, felt weary of the fiat plains of Babylon 
and her heart was sick with longing for her native Median 
hills. To alleviate in some measure his Queen's unhappiness, 
Nebuchadnezzar constructed the lovely hanging gardens destined 
to become one of the seven wonders of the world. 

Situated within the grounds of the magnificent Babylonian 
palace, they were in the form of a square and consisted of several 
acres of gorgeous flower-gardens, groves and avenues of trees, 
interspersed with fountains. The gardens were raised terrace-like 
on tiers of masonry arches to heights varying from seventy-five to 
three hundred feet above the plain. They were irrigated by a 
reservoir situated at the top and supplied with water from the 
Euphrates by means of a screw. The trees were especially notable 
for their great size, and the black palm trees threw into relief the 
brilliant semi-tropical flowers. 

The whole picture must have been a gay and gorgeous one, all 
the more so in contrast with its dull and dreary surroundings, and 
might well have gladdened the eyes and heart of Queen Amytis. 
Nebuchadnezzar was amply repaid for his labour and thoughtful 
planning, for not only did it bring joy to his wife, but for many 
generations following men were to come from many nations and 
countries to gaze in appreciative wonder at his beautiful creation. 



ONE of the most magnificent of the seven wonders of the 
Ancient World is gone beyond recall. It is the gold, 
ivory and ebony statue of Zeus, The Greek equivalent to 
the Roman god, Jupiter. It stands about forty-feet high 
on a pedestal of bluish-black stone, in the innermost part of a 
Temple dedicated to this god, who had obtained general recognition 
as the chief deity in the court of Olympus. 



This masterpiece of Greek Art was designed by Pheidias, the 
famous sculptor of the Parthenon Freize, and Cicero expressed his 
admiration of it by saying that it had been designed not after a 
living model but after that ideal beauty which the creator saw with 
the inward eye alone. 

Dito Chrysostom gave still more impressive testimony to this 
crowning glory of Olympia when he said, "Me thinks that if one who 
is heavy laden in mind, who has drained the cup of misfortune and 
sorrow in life, and whom sweet sleep visits no more, were to stand 
before this image, he would forget all the griefs and troubles that are 
incident to the life of man." It is uncertain whether the statue 
perished in the fire which destroyed the Temple in the beginning of 
the fifth century A.D., or was carried to Constantinople and 
consumed in a conflagration which took place there in 475 A.D. 

— Anna Mack ay, special arts a. 


^w^HAT is the Colossus ? and where is Rhodes ?" — are the 
^ ■ ^ questions we ask about this wonder of the world. 
\ m W The Greek colossus means a statue of great size 
(though now we have the adjective applied even to a 
circus). The famous one was a bronze statue of the sun-god 
Helios, whom the people worshipped. It was made from the spoils 
left by Demetrius Poliorcetes when he raised the siege of the city. 
Charles, of the school of Lysippus which was the promoter of these 
colossal figures, was the sculptor. This giant figure took twelve 
years to finish and stood seventy cubits high, — its little finger was 
longer than a man. 

As to the second question — Rhodes is an island in the Aegean 
sea lying off the South corner of Asia Minor. Throughout the 
ages it has been a commercial centre, and even to-day is an import- 
ant naval base. 

The belief grew that the colossus was mounted on towers, and 
that its mighty legs spanned the harbour. In its hand was a beacon 
to guide ships in and out. 

About 224 B.C. an earthquake destroyed it. After lying 
broken nearly 1,000 years, the shattered pieces were bought by a 
Jew from the Saracens. Thus this peaceful wonder was probably 
made into weapons for war. 





M^^^HE magnificent Temple to the goddess Diana, or Artemis 
m as she is more commonly known, was built in the sixth 

J century B.C. during the reign of King Croesus. There is 
a small model of this temple, for which Ephesus became 
famous, in Scillus. Croesus, the wealthy king of Lydia, was the 
donor of the sculptured reliefs which encircled the Ionic pillars and 
fragments of the three words which recorded the gift "Dedicated by 
King Croesus", can still be read on the bases of the columns. Inside 
the temple stood the image of Diana fashioned in gold. 

In 356 B.C., the temple was burnt by a man called Herostratus 
who was desirous of acquiring fame if only by evil deeds. This act 
is said to have been committed the same night that Alexander the 
Great was born while the goddess Diana was absent. Besides the 
ruins of this temple there are interesting remains in the vicinity of 
a fine theatre, an odeum and a stadium. These buildings are believed 
to have perished in 262 B.C., when the Goths destroyed the entire 
city of Ephesus. 

— A. Mackay, special arts a. 


We are a form of specialists ^ 
For this is how it starts — 
Six of us are Matric — ists, 
And one of us is Arts. 

To make for us a timetable 
You see is quite a tricky 
For our two Art — ists are able 
Also to try Matric\ 

Nor are the Matric — ists content 
With what that doth prescribe. 
For every Monday they are sent 
To cook on Oak Hill side. 

Then there is only one of us 

Takes chemistry at five. 

And one poor soul, though with 

no fuss, 
At German must she strive. 

There are two who take Geometry, 
And one who doth Bookkeep, 
Now to this varied company 
Add one who tries some Greek. 

No wonder we are never sure 
If we are here, or there. 
But after many a weary tour 
We usually end up — where? 


Note." — Obviously these are the seven wonders of Elmwood. 

D. M. T.J 




CHE long grey Duesenberg rolled through the wrought-iron 
gates, up the gravelled drive and stopped before the pre- 
tentious door of the red-brick mansion that the Willoughby- 
Smithers called Home. Hughes opened the car door and 
Mrs. Willoughby-Smithers got out. So did something else. At 
first glance it might have been taken for a ball of fawn angora wool, 
but as it proved more animate than an ordinary ball of wool, one 
supposed it to be a kitten. It was neither. It, or rather he, was 
a small, bewildered Pomeranian. Hughes coughed significantly. 
"What shall I do with the .... er ... . animal, madam ? 
"Don't be obvious, Hughes, take it to its room, of course. 
And you had better instruct cook about preparing its food. You 
have the pamphlet, I hope ?" 
"Yes, madam." 

"That is all then," said Mrs. Willoughby-Smithers, as she 
billowed up the steps and into the house. 

Mrs. Willoughby-Smithers owned the largest estate, the most 
luxurious yacht, and the finest jewels of any of her wealthy friends 
but she had never owned a prize dog. Therefore Golden Dawn. 
He had a long line of champions on both sides of his family and even 
though he was just one month old he already showed signs of 
following in their foot-steps. His new mistress had had one of the 
smaller rooms in the back of the house redecorated for him. The 
floor had been painted brown and the walls and ceiling two shades 
of green. On a raised dais at one end of the room was a large green 
satin cushion which was his bed. Other furniture in the room 
included a walnut cupboard containing ribbons, brush, comb, 
towels etc., an ornamental electric heater, a water-bowl and a feed 
dish. It was really a very complete little room but it lacked a 
homey atmosphere. 

Hughes deposited Golden Dawn in the centre of this bare, 
unfriendly room and closed the door. The puppy remained in 
exactly the same position for several minutes with a slightly con- 
stricted feeling in his heart. Finally the ever present curiosity of 
young animals asserted itself. He stood up and began to explore 
the room walking with a gait like a drunken sailor * * * * 

Two months later Golden Dawn was no longer Golden Dawn. 
He was Truffles. Mrs. Willoughby-Smithers had never seen a 
golden dawn, in fact she had not seen any kind of a dawn for a great 
many years, so she cast about in her mind for another name, a 
more practical name, and as she was Mrs. Willoughby-Smithers 
she decided on Truffles. Mrs. Willoughby-Smitherses always call 
their dogs Truffles (or Fluffy or Toodles) . Truffles was getting used 
to being washed and combed and brushed, and then washed and 
combed and brushed all over again. He was getting used to being 
fed exactly the same amount at exactly the same time each day, 
to being taken out for short, prim, little walks at the end of a leash. 
He was getting used to it, yes, but he still hated it. He even hated 
sleeping on the satin cushion because it was slippery and it was 



One day when Sophie was taking him out for his short, prim 
walk she met a friend and stopped for a moment to chat. While 
the maid and her friend were discussing the merits of a certain movie 
they had both seen, a big mongrel dog approached Truffles in a 
friendly manner and spoke to him. 

"Say, lissen, buddy," he said, "I been watching you an' I 
figure yuh aren't havin' much of a life. Your kind are mostly 
sissies but you seem different somehow. I'd like to get the lowdown 
on the high life some of you pups lead." 

"You seem to be psychic, my friend," Truffles replied. "I 
am unhappy but I don't really know why. I'm well-fed and I'm 
never beaten or ill-treated. I guess I should be satisfied but I'd 
like a little more freedom." 

"Yeah, an' if you take my advice, pal, you'll try to get it." 

At this point Sophie started to walk again, and Truffles went 
with her perforce. 

After his talk with the friendly mongrel. Truffles began to 
meditate, and he decided to fight for fun and freedom. He trotted 
quietly ahead of Sophie until they were a few feet away from the 
door. Then he rushed forward quickly and jerked the leash out of 
Sophie's hand. She screeched and started after him, calling to 
cook and Hughes and all the other servants for aid. Around to 
the back he tore, with his feathery tail streaming straight out in 
the wind, and his ears flat against his head. Swift as a swallow 
heading south he ran, glorying in this exciting race. When he was 
winded he stopped and teased them. He'd let them almost catch 
him, and then he'd twirl around and be off again. 

Once they nearly caught him and the only avenue of escape was 
the house. The back door was open and he made a dash for it. 
On the way he went through a large mud puddle which had been 
caused by the lawn sprinkler and for the first time in his life his 
little paws made muddy tracks on the polished floors. He ran 
through various rooms and finally reached the drawing room where 
Mrs. Willoughby-Smithers and some of her intimates were having 
tea. Truffles careened into this peaceful tea-party and made 
some of Mrs. Van Meerick's hairs turn white under their henna dye 
by galloping right between her legs, causing that dignified lady to 
sit down most ungracefully. He crashed into the flimsy tea-table 
thereby scattering cake, sandwiches and tea in all directions. 

As soon as possible he scooted outside again and soon left all his 
pursuers far behind. By the time it was safe to stop he was rather 
tired. Up until now he had been too excited to think and when he 
did realize that he was completely lost it gave him a rather un- 
comfortable feeling. However, he told himself not to be silly and 
trotted bravely down the avenue. 

He wandered about the city all night and in the morning it was 
a worn out and bedraggled Truffles who found himself in the market 
square. Early as it was many of the farmers had already spread 
out their wares about their carts and were awaiting customers. 
Truffles noticed a collie pup lying under one of the wagons and he 
went up to him timidly. In a very short time the two young dogs 
were fast friends and the collie had heard Truffles' story. 



"I've got an idea," exclaimed Rex, the collie." If you hang 
around here all day, then when my folks are going home you can 
sneak onto our rig with me and get into the country. I'm sure you'd 
like it much better than the city if you could find some nice people 
to stay with. What do you say ? Will you take a chance ?" 

"I might as well. I've never been in the country but my 
prospects here don't seem any too good." 

Thus it was that that evening a wondering little Pomeranian 
puppy sat in a field of short oats sniffling the cool fresh air and 
gazing at the moon drowsing between the trees like a great yellow 
moth. Truffles had never dreamed that there could be such a 
wonderful place as this or that there could be such wonderful things 
to do. Just in the few short hours he had seen five cows and 
chased some chickens (with perfectly amicable intentions) and 
barked at a tramp. 


When Sara woke up that sparkling June morning she felt as if 
something nice were going to happen. As soon as she was dressed 
she ran out to see if her favorite rose vine had bloomed. It hadn't 
but at its roots there lay the dearest little tan-coloured dog asleep. 

"0-o-o-oh!" she breathed, "Oh, you darling, darling puppy! 
Are you a fairy dog or are you really real ?" 

Truffles proved his tangibility by opening two bright brown 
eyes and thumping a curly little tail. Sara's mother readily 
consented to let her keep him and he began a life of Elysian content- 
ment. He slept in a snug little dog-house on fragrant hay and he 
drank fresh warm milk from Jersey cows. He and Sara had long 
joyous runs together and he often played with his collie friend who 
lived on the next farm. His new friends called him Michael to 
his great relief, and he left unhappy Truffles behind forever. 

And all Nature rejoiced and was exceedingly glad when it 
beheld the emancipation of Michael. 

— Cecily Sparks, form VI a. 


Slipping — Rev. Robert Jones of Centerville supplied the pulpit 
of the United Church last Sunday. The church will now be closed 
three weeks for repairs. 

Miss C. to Student. — "Please define 'space* 
F-R-Y. — "I can't tell you just what it is, Miss C, but I've got 
it in my head." 

Miss C. — "Correct, sit down." 

— M. MacKinnon. 




(Apologies to W. Scott.) 

0, young Peter Brown came down from the west. 
Through all Cincinnati, his car was the best, 
And save for his pop-gun, no weapons had he, 
He drove like a flower, his car was the bee. 
So faithful in war, and so dauntless in love 
There was never a man like Peter, {the dove!) 

He stopped not with brakes, for of brakes he had none. 
The Mississippi he crossed, where few could have swum. 
When at last he drove up to Amelia's gate — 
His love had consented, our hero is late! 
For a dastard in love, and a laggard in war. 
Was to wed fair Amelia, no less, and no more! 

Right boldly he entered Amelia's hall 

Midst servants and bottles and brothers and all. 

Then up spoke her father, his hands on his Text; 

{For the poor haggard bridegroom knew not what to do next.) 

"O, come you in peace, or come you in war. 

Or to dance with the bride? {I shall tell her you snore!)'' 

"/ long loved your daughter, but you said me nay. 
One's love's like a bubble; or vanished sea-spray! 
And so I have come to my lost love . . . for wine. 
To dance but one Rumba, and imagine she's mine. 
There are women in Orleans, though Amelia may frown, 
Who would gladly be wife to the young Peter Brown. 

One pinch of her hand, one word in her ear, 

They reached the hall door, his coupe was near. 

So swift to the seat his young lover he swung. 

So light to the wheel beside her he sprung. 

''She is won! we are off, over hill, and through town. 

They'll need good cops to follow" , said the young Peter Brown. 

The horrid old father was stricken with grief. 

But our poor haggard bridegroom found naught but reliefs 

As they raced and they chased over many a lea. 

But the dear, sweet young bride ne'er once did they see. — 

0/ so dauntless in love, and so daring a clown — 

Have you e'er seen the likes of this young Peter Brown? 

— P. Mathewson, form V|b. 




EOUR capable, agreeable (guaranteed never to lose their 
tempers) and altogether charming young females. Care- 
fully trained in sewing, cooking and household manage- 
ment. Excelling particularly in darning socks, mending 
sewing-machines, washing bath-tubs, scrubbing floors, removing 
stains, (it is advisable to try the cleaners first) cooking muffins, 
(which may turn out as tea-biscuits, the method is somewhat 
similar) spring cleaning, walking the dog, tying an evening-tie 
(guaranteed for one hour only.) 

Being a cheery homemaker is a special feature with your 
purchase. Slippers laid out, children and animals removed from 
your favorite chair. The soft melodious tones of the radio will be 
advising you on the menu for the day. Aunt Jezebel corner, setting 
up exercises, Muskee-kee hour, and last but not least, the cuckoo 

What could be more pleasant, what could fill a man's desires 
more satisfactorily — Think the matter over carefully, (don't exhaust 
your brains, you'll be needing them afterwards). When decision 
has been reached apply to ''Home for Imbeciles" — Cognawaga. 

Anna Mackay 
GwYNETH Young 
Mary Lee Pyke 
Jean Perley-Robertson 

— (household management class) 



Ohj isn't Springtime gorgeous 
With the flowers coming out; 
And all the tiny little leaves 
Are just about to sprout. 

The snow is melting swiftly; 
The streams are breaking up; 
And everyone is happy, 
And frisky as a pup. 

Bicycles are gliding 
Up and down the lanes; 
And lovely horses trotting. 
Tossing gorgeous manes. 

Many go a-walking, 
And, suddenly they meet, 
And have a little gossip 
In the middle of the street. 

Others take to riding 
In large open cars; 
Sometimes they go slowly. 
To gaze at misty stars. 

The birds are all returning, 
The robins and the crows; 
The sun is shining merrily. 
And the young grass grows. 

— Peggy Clark, form V c. 



"Oh do I have to go to bed ? . . . . Please let me finish this 
chapter, it's so exciting and I won't be a minute! . . . Oh thank you, 
you're a pal. 

Oh go on, please let me stay a minute .... Oh all right I 
suppose I'd better go. 

All right I am hurrying but I've got to brush my teeth, haven't 
I ? . . . . Oh I'll come, wait till I wash my face. 

.... I'm just getting in, but I've got to finish putting up my 
hair, . . . .Oh I'm in — good-night." 


It isn't eight thirty yet, I know it isn't . . . Well why can't I go 
to bed at a quarter to nine ? I'm only two months younger than 
Barb .... all right, I'll go as soon as I have collected my pound. 

Yes I'm ready, just going to get washed, won't be a jiffy. 
. . . . Yes I'm in, good-night. 

Senior (counsellor) 

Well have we at last got those kids to bed ? Whew, what a 
job .... I am just longing to get to my bed, my feet are so sore . . . 
Oh how nice it feels, good-night everybody. 

— Joan Daniels, form IV a. 




QESTLED between the flowing river, and the high mountain 
behind it, lay the tiny farming village of Ste. Marie. A 
smaller village could hardly be found. Little grey stone 
cottages lined the rough gravel road running through, and 
back of the cottages up to the foot of the mountain, were sunny 
fields. In front of the cottages were sunny fields too; these were 
inhabited by an occasional horse or cow. The richest man in the 
village, Pierre Landrais, the cure's brother, owned some sheep as 
well, which wandered peacefully around the bright pasture, and 
occasionally went down to the sparkling river to drink. Old Mere 
Elizabeth possessed a flock of geese, which cackled incessantly all 
day as they wended their way, flapping vigorously, through the 

It was in this little community that old Jacques, called Jacques 
the Blacksmith, to distinguish him from Jacques the Butcher and 
Jacques the Barber, lived. Here, too, his father and grandfather 
had lived and farmed ; all of these had been blacksmiths too, indeed 
both had been named Jacques, as the family pointed out with great 
pride, for a name handed down from generation to generation was 
truly a thing to be proud of. 

Old Jacques had a son, young Jacques they called him, to 
distinguish him from his father. Young Jacques was a very good 
farmer, and a good blacksmith too, and on the day he married pretty 
Therese, the baker's daughter, old Jacques gave him the farm and 
the forge as his wedding gift, as it had been done in the family for 

Jacques and Therese worked hard on the farm; they bought a 
new cow the first year they owned it. Their happiness was marred 
by the death of old Jacques, who died, one day, as quietly as he had 
lived. His duty was done, he had carried on the tradition of his 
forefathers, tended his little farm, lived peacefully in the little 
grey house and had left a son to carry on his work. 

The year after old Jacques died, young Jacques and Therese 
had a son. They named him Jacques, of course, and his second 
name was Paul. As he grew up, Jacques and Therese managed to 
send him to school just outside the village. They had two other 
children, daughters, Marie and Jose, but it was chiefly on their son 
that they lavished their affection. When the boy was home, his 
lessons done, his father would take him over the fields to inspect the 
land, the land that would some day be his, as his father kept re- 
peating. But the boy would ask what went beyond the fields of the 
little village. Where did the river go, as it flowed round the bend ? 

''That is the city, mon ami," Jacques would tell him, "there is a 
big place now! And so very hot and busy. Not a happy life do 
they lead, those ones, they work, work all day, in hot rooms and 
dark offices. I have been there once, mon fils, but never will I go 

"But the men there are rich, are they not ? And with plenty of 
money, surely one can be happy." 



"No, my son, do not think that. Mon Dieu, who can be happy 
who is never outside ? We habitants, we farmers, are we not the 
happiest of people ?" 

But the boy would not answer; would turn away his head full 
of dreams. 

When he finished school he came back home. Not to work in 
the field or at the forge, but to read great books that he brought back 
with him, and to sit and dream in the twilight. Therese would 
comfort Jacques, when he worried about his son. 

"Paul, (they never called him Jacques at school, it was always 
Paul, and so it had become at home). He is so young, mon ami, 
she would say, "he will settle down soon, but look, he is only 

"When I was seventeen, I could shoe a horse," said Jacques, 
"and fashion a shoe, and milk a cow, and handle a plough too, but 
what can he do ? Nothing. Alas, Therese, it was a mistake our 
sending him to school." 

"Don't say that, mon bonhomme, see, I talk to him for a while, 
and tell him all your plans for him, he will understand." 

But it was with a worried face that she met her husband that 
evening. Jacques tired and hot from his ploughing, sat on the 
little cottage gallery. Therese sat in a chair beside him, knitting 
a sweater for Jose. 

"Well, ma mie, what of our son ? I wish that I could have more 
time to talk to him myself, but oh, this work in the springtime, how 
it tires one." 

"Jacques", said Therese, "I have something to tell you. Oh! 
try not to be too disappointed." 

"Therese, what is it, this dreadful news ?" 

"Our son is going to the city, Jacques, now don't interrupt me, 
until I tell you everything. You remember Yvon, his friend at 
school ? Well, Yvon's father is a lawyer, and . . . well, he has a 
place for Paul-Jacques, and since the boy has been studying the law 
— those big books of his, Jacques, he is going — next week." 

"Mon Dieu, next week! Well I cannot oppose the boy, but 
Therese, the land — what will become of us ?" 

"Mon ami, don't take it so badly! He will come back to us, 
surely he cannot stay away." 

Alas, he did stay away, for five years, and in the little house by 
the river life went on as before. But there was an emptiness in 
Jacques' heart now, he was wont to wander down to the riverside in 
the evenings, staring down into the mysterious depths, trying to 
find an answer to his problem. Everything he had lived for, had 
been brought up to, was shattered. What would his grandfathers 
think ? Those honest old farmers who had built up their land, and 
prepared it for this errant son of theirs, who had wandered away 
from the path set out for him. He would gaze at the river, hardly 
daring to look at the bend ; it was around this bend that his son was 
breaking down old traditions. 



It was strange, he mused, that the river, usually straight as a 
new silver ribbon, should curve so sharply at this point. At the 
curve were dark shadows, mysterious eddies and currents. 

* * * 

Then, one day, Paul came home. His new straw hat, blue suit 
and diamond tie pin, rather overawed his family. His assurance 
and worldly knowledge astonished them, and his ideas! Ma foi, 
what ideas! 

"The first thing I'm going to do, mes cheres, is to move us all 
to the city. We can all live there. I make enough money, and 
Papa, and Maman need no longer work so hard." 

Marie and Jose were thrilled at the idea. They sat gazing at 
their big brother as if they did not dare miss a single word he said. 

"But what of the farm ? We can not leave it," said Therese. 

"Oh, Maman, that is the best of all. The house can be sold; 
it's mine now, isn't it ? I am of age, n'est ce pas ? and I am selling it 
to be made into a tea-house." 

"A tea-house ? Our farm, the farm that has belonged to us for 
generations — a tea house ?" "Yes, Papa". 

The father got up slowly and walked down into the field. 
Down to the water's edge he went, and there he stood for a long 
time. When he came back, Paul was telling them about the city. 
Even Therese was excited at the thought of a new home ; she hurried 
up to Jacques as he came in, exclaiming: 

"Oh, Papa, he says we must pack tomorrow". Jacques did 
not reply, but sat down slowly in his chair, and as he filled his pipe, 
he watched the flaming sun setting at the bend of the river. 

— B. Whitley, form VI a. 




The white of the sails, the blue of the sky, 
The darky dark blue of the seas; 
The flight of the gull as she circles by, 
The song of the fresh cool breeze. 

The splash of the foam as it hits the bow. 
The tang of the salty spray; 
The long even waves when the boat dips low. 
And the vast sea's endless sway. 

— A. Cochrane, VI matric. 


I have a little house 
With windows and a door. 
Two chimneys on the top 
And a plot of grass before. 

I have a little house 
With curtains and a blind 
Two chimneys on the top 
And a plot of grass behind. 

I have a little house 
Where I go in and out 
Two chimneys at the top 
And a garden all about. 

Ogden Blackburn, form III 

North Wind, North Wind, where do you go ? 
Over the mountains to bring you some snow. 

East Wind, East Wind, Why are you here? 
To sweep out the sky -room and keep it clear. 

West Wind, West Wind, What do you bring 
The showers and flowers that come in the spring. 

South Wind, South Wind, what have you got? 
A capful of sunshine all nice and hot. 

— O. Blackburn, form III 




HT last I was really going to drive. I was so excited ! When 
I told my friends I was learning, they didn't seem parti- 
cularly enthusiastic, — but never mind, Td show them! 
I wondered what kind of a car it would be, something 
big and shiny, I hoped, so I could drive past everybody's house, and 
honk the horn. But, alas! When I saw the car, I decided I'd stick 
to the back roads! 

It really seemed ridiculously simple, — one held the steering- 
wheel, kept a foot on the accelerator, (or the brake, it just depended.) 
There was something about gears too, but I guessed I'd learn about 
that later. I was off! Going quite fast, about ten miles per hour, 
whew! Almost up to fifteen miles now. "Kindly keep your eyes 
on the road," said my instructor. "Bother the road!" I thought, I 
wanted to see how fast I was going. 

After that, things went smoothly for a while, but going up a hill, 
the car seemed to act very strangely. We began to go backwards 
instead of forwards. I was really going quite fast, but as I was 
going the wrong way, that wasn't much consolation. "What do I 
do now ?" I asked, "Put it into second," the instructor gasped. He 
didn't seem very much at ease. "Second what ?" (I did wish he could 
be a little more explicit). "Second gear, of course". "But there is 
only one of these gear things ?" Rather fortunately for me, he took 
control then, but I rather resented his manner. After all, not every- 
one can go down a hill backwards at the rate I was going! 

Rather reluctantly, my instructor resigned his place to me, and 
I gingerly held the wheel. "Better go more carefully," he said. 
Well, that was alright as far as I was concerned. 

But for some reason, I did not seem able to maintain a steady 
pace. I was going faster and faster. The instructor was shouting 
something at me, but the car rattled so loudly I could not hear him. 
I pressed my feet firmly on the car floor, and tried to keep my head, 
but I did wish I could stop. 

I could see a sign-board in front of me, it was approaching at a 
terrific pace . . . that sign-board seemed so very large, and the road 

so very narrow A deafening crash ! Well ! . . . any way the 

car had stopped! I felt rather shaken, and looked up at the sign- 
board in a dazed and dreamy way . . . "The Pause that Refreshes." 

— A. Cochrane, VI matric 




Elmwood, Elmwoodj highest of the high 

Summa Summarum, hear our cry; 

These are our colours gold and green 

Which uphold their standard wherever they're seen. 

Each girl has duties to do each day 

By service, fellowship and fair play. 

When new girls' names in the school are enrolled, 

They feel friendly spirits from our school unfold. 

Mrs. Buck, staff and girls do their best 
To make the new girls at ease and at rest, 
Soon the school year is on its way 
And into games and work we sway. 

First as juniors full of fun. 
Full of life our school-days run; 
Each new day brings joy and sorrow 
But we have always another tomorrow. 

As we grow older day by day 

We begin to take life in a different way; 

Each new trouble is bravely borne 

In the course of duties we must perform. 

Prefects all we wish to be 
To hold a place of authority; 
Work we must and work we will 
To try some higher place to fill. 

When Elmwood school-days come to an end, 
We will always remember our school as a friend; 
We hope to obtain in all we've tried 
All that's expected of our school's pride. 

— Dorothy Leggett, form V, and 
Barbara Hampson, arts b. 




Fm just a lonely Senior about to leave this school, 

Where I have studied hard to learn The Golden Rule; 

But before I leave there's one thing I should like to do. 

So to the members of the school Vll raise a toast or two. 

Here's to the many new girls that came here this year, 

May their laughter fill the school with happiness and cheer; 

Here's to the Intermediates, may they soon come to know, 

That they will take the places of those who go; 

Step into their shoes and hold the standard high. 

And keep the Senior name where no other can draw nigh; 

Here's to the Seniors; may their health and luck increase, 

May they be blessed with happiness and their prosperity not cease. 

Mrs. Buck and teachers I will remember thee, 

When gossiping in later years over cups of tea. 

Now sadly I must leave you, my glad school days are o'er 

But I'll think with pride of the dear old School 

Now and forevermore. 

— AiLSA Gerard, form VI a. 


On Thursday at lunch the fight begins 

And, as a rule, majority wins. 

In the question of ''What is the cake to be 

At the Friday afternoon Prefects' Tea, — 

Will it be chocolate, maple, or white? 

— Or Angel-food so fluffy and light? 

How about orange, sponge, or spice 

— / think a jelly -roll might be nice! 

Don't forget the odd brandy snap 

— They're useful to fill in the empty gap!" 

So it goes on till our choice is made 

A nd the moderate weekly fee is paid; 

Then we wait for the time to arrive 

When we to the sitting-room all make a dive 

And there first discuss our business affairs 

— Who's talked in the cloak-rooms and on the stairs; 

And then at last the meeting adjourns, 

And into a playful gathering turns 

For now that the work of the week is done 

Our cherished hour has just begun 

When we can eat our tea and chat 

Of ''so-and-so" and "this-and-that," 

Of what's gone by, and what's to be, 

Of where to go, and what to see, 

Until good-bye we have to say 

Till our next prefect-meeting day. 

— B. Kennedy, form VI a. 



■ l 

1 ^ 



10 ■ 


1 r>. 


-ji — 














; i 







Among men; a state of distinction 

or conspicuousness. 


Place where the listeners sit. 


Clefts in rock. 


3rd word in old rhyme. 


Abbreviation for Connecticut. 



Latin verb to prepare. 


Expressing similarity. 


Girl's name. 




A heap. 




3rd note of scale. 


Level, flat. 


Abb: for Order of Crown of India. 


Opposite of Wholesale. 






Beating of heart. 

See solution on page 81. 



1. Father. 

2. Brutal person. 

3. Quality of being odious. 

4. Remove last letter from Miss. 

5. Possessive pronoun. 

6. — 

7. To go astray, 

8. Opp. of nephew. 

9. Confinement. 

10. Printer's measure. 

17. Genuine. 

19. You keep your photos in this. 

20. Abb. of power of engines. 

21. Abb. of East India. 

22. 1st word of Caesar's most famous 


23. A large growth, often on trees. 

29. Cry. 

30. — 

31. Bring up. 

32. V + a metal reversed. 

33. North Carolina— (Abb.) 

37. Abb. of Royal Society. 

38. Suffix. 

— L. MacBrien, Keller 




fi.A4-. K A peninsula in Northern Europe. 

^ — E The longest river in the world. 

L An important steel manufacturing city 

in England. 

Q-Q-L^I^-^-^^ An explorer in XV century. 
E £LS Cl ^ A continent. 
_L R ^ ^ A very useful metal. 

F A country in Europe close to England, 

li _g _Zr R Made from a beet. 

A cereal. 

— AN D — 

^ &_ N -Oi -^^ The longest river in Europe. 

Ut^ fiL I ^ An Italian city. 

^ ^ S_ !1 West of Spain (a country.) 

H -£ A -6 The animal of burden. 

UiiilAx A cereal. 

■^-^^^I S_x^A_P_P_L The longest river in the United States. 

— — N ^ The country north of the United States. 

G ^ _ xhe opposing country in the Great War. 

•^A^ A Scotch River. 

L ^ -5^ What sheets are made of. 
0 N _ r Q 

— — E — ^ A great Roman general. 
See solution on page SI. 




IT'S an Old Southern Custom" to ''Take a Number from 
One to Ten" in order to "Stay as Sweet as You Are", 
"Now and Forever." And "Soon" when "It's June in 
January" and we are "Down by the River," I'll sing, 
"The Lullabye of Broadway," because "It's Easy to Remember," 
and I'll bring "A little White Gardenia." You're "So Lovely to 
Look At", that "I Won't Dance," although I have "College 

I think of you "With Every Breath I Take."— "The Words 
Are in My Heart," set to "Sweet Music," and "Every Day" "Life 
Begins With Love." 

"Yesterday", I went to see "The Daring Young Man on the 
Flying Trapeze," who is "The Object of My Affection," "Pop goes 
Your Heart," when "he floats through the air with the greatest of 

But "Fare-thee-well, Annabel," for I'm "Flying Down to Rio," 
and "The Isle of Capri." 



There is a fountain of sparkling colours 

That throws a glistening spray 

About the morning grass, 

And when the sunshine comes 

The sprays of sweet water melt away. 


/ think the sky is like a patch work quilt 

And at eventide when the sun fades behind the hills, 

The moon comes out and shines upon the glorious world. 

— Jacqueline Vernon, form III 




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— Mary Paterson, IV a. 




An adult is a person who has stopped growing at both ends and 
has started growing in the middle. 

"From what I hear your wife is a bit of an angel". 
"Oh, rather. She's always flying up in the air and harping on 
something or other." 

College Boy (to father at foot-ball match) — "Now you'll see 
more excitement for your $2 than you ever saw before." 

Father: I don't know about that. — That's all my marriage 
license cost me. 

With all their speed the 1935 cars can't run away from the 
instalment plan. 

"I hear your son is at college." 

"How is he doing ?" 

"Pretty well I think — He's taking three courses. I've just 
paid out ten dollars for Latin, ten dollars for Greek and a hundred 
dollars for Scotch. 

"The weary traveller arrived at the Inn, and asked if they 
could put up with him for the night." 

"The horse broke into a lively decanter." 

Question: Name three relative pronouns. 
Pupil's answer: brother, sister, and cousin. 

This is the year of the King's Jublibee. 




ONE day long ago, a little boy and a little girl set out on a 
long journey. They got into a canoe, with their mothers 
and fathers, and were paddled down a big, broad river. 
They left their homes a long way behind them, passed by 
woods and meadows, villages and towns, to find a new place to live. 

Pierre was the little boy's name, and Annette, the little girl's. 
Their mothers and fathers were French-Canadian habitants who 
were leaving their comfortable homes in Quebec, to begin a new life, 
in a new village that was to be built. 

With the party were many priests, good pious men whom every- 
body loved. They, too, were going to settle down in the new village, 
and try to convert the Indians round about them. 

Pierre and Annette were the greatest of friends. Pierre was 
the leader of the two, and Annette followed him faithfully every- 
where, trusting in his superior knowledge and experience to get them 
out of any difficulties they might fall into. 

When the travellers reached the end of their journey, they 
set about pitching tents to sleep in, and tents to keep their food and 
blankets in. Pierre rather missed his nice soft little bed that was 
at home, and his comfortable little chair, that was just like Papa's 
and Grandpapa's, only not so big. But Annette didn't mind, she 
hadn't had as nice a bed as Pierre, and she hadn't had her own chair 
at all, so she just ran about the camp, very excited, following after 

The spot they had chosen for the new village was in a little 
valley, well sheltered. There was an island opposite a little way 
out from the shore, separated from the main land by tumbling rapids 
that the Indians only could get over. The island was very woody. 
It looked very beautiful standing alone out in the river. 

There was a little wood too, not far from the valley, just up on 
the hillside. They chose this hill to be the site of the new church. 
Annette wanted to know why. "Perhaps," said Pierre wisely, 
"to be nearer heaven." 

The grown-ups were very busy that autumn. After the big 
ship came down the river from Montreal, bringing with it all the 
nice familiar old furniture, and all sorts of things, from Quebec, the 
settlers set about to build new houses for themselves. 

Pierre and Annette ran about the woods and meadows, near 
by. All day long they played, sometimes Pierre was a knight in 
shining armour, rescuing Mile la Princesse Annette, from a villainous 
looking tree-stump dragon ; sometimes he would be a priest, teaching 
the Indians (Annette) about Le Bebe. Pierre and Annette weren't 
quite sure about Him; if He loved them so much, why had He gone 
away ? Why wouldn't He come back again, if everybody loved 
Him so ? It was very puzzling. Even to Annette, who had begun 
to learn her catechism, and could tell her prayers on the tiny Rosary 
that one of the Jesuits had given her. 

They didn't quite know what Indians did; they had seen 
Indians in Quebec, and often out here, but although they were very 
odd looking people, who wore clothes of leather, and feathers in 



their hair, Pierre and Annette saw nothing else out of the ordinary 
about them, and thought Indians nice, but very dull. Most often 
they played being hunters — coureurs de bois. Pierre's uncle Pierre 
was one, and Pierre knew all about them. When uncle Pierre came 
to Quebec each year he brought back wonderful presents. Strings 
of bright beads, shoes made of leather, bows and arrows, little pelts 
to hang on the wall, and once, what a wonderful present! an Indian 
headdress, made just the right size to fit a boy like Pierre. 

Sometimes they went out into the woods with a priest, to trap 
little animals, and find good things to eat. They liked doing this, 
especially when they went with frere Lalemant, who was not very 
old, and would play with them. They loved frere Lalemant, and 
he loved them, too. It gave him great grief to kill the little living 
creatures that they trapped, and when they went out with him, they 
brought back mostly roots and herbs. Frere Lalemant knew the 
most wonderful stories. He told them about Charlemagne, and 
Roland, and the good king Saint Louis. He told them the sad 
story of Jeanne d'Arc, and wonderful exciting stories like these. 
Annette always wept at the story of Jeanne, and Pierre would cry. 

''Oh, if I had been there, no one would have harmed her then; 
I would have fought them!" and his voice sounded very fierce. 

With frere Breboeuf they had good times, too. He did not tell 
them stories, but he showed them how to find little hidden bird's 
nests, and how to know which bird owned the nest, by the color of 
the tiny eggs inside. He never let them take the eggs, and when 
Pierre wanted to know why, he told them that it was because a 
baby bird was inside, and that he would die, if the egg was taken 

''God would be displeased with you, if you harmed one of his 
little friends," he said very seriously. "He loves that little bird, just 
as much as He loves you." 

He would take them along the sandy shore, and show them 
beautiful shells and sea-plants. They would run along the shore, 
with the salty wind playing in their hair, and singing in their ears. 
Frere Breboeuf taught them to love the sky and the clouds, the 
sun and the wind, and all loving things. 

One day, when they were out in the forest with frere Lalemant, 
they saw a little bird's nest lying on the ground, with a broken 
egg-shell beside it. 

"Oh look," said Pierre, sorrowfully, "what would fr^re 
Breboeuf say ?" 

"Tell us, frere Lalemant," said Annette, "does the good God 
really love the little birds as much as us ?" 

"Yes just as much, ma bonne amie,but perhaps not in the same 
way," replied the priest smiling at her. 

This brought up the perplexing subject of Le Bebe. Annette 
asked very shyly : 

"Tell us, frere Lalemant, why does He stay away? Why 
doesn't He come back to live with us ? No one would hurt Him 
now, we would all love Him so dearly. I would show Him my 
Rosary, that P6re Martin gave me. I say my prayers to Him on it 
every night, and I always beg Him to come back." 



"I'm sure He listens, ma petite," said Lalemant softly with a 

faraway look in his eyes, "Perhaps He will come back soon when we 

have made the world a better place, more fit to receive Him." 

Now Pierre and Annette understood; they were to be very, very 

good, then maybe the darling Bebe would return once more. 

And so the autumn passed. The houses were finished and the 
church too though it had taken all the wood in the little hillside 
wood to build them. Many of the priests had gone to live in Indian 
villages for the winter, to teach the wild superstitious savages about 
Christ and his gentle kingdom. Pierre and Annette said goodbye 
cheerfully, little knowing that they would never see some of their 
friends again. 

The settlers had made no plans for the winter. They had no 
wood laid ready to burn all during the long days and nights, no 
food stored up to keep them. They were just preparing to store up 
supplies. They had a great service at the little church to celebrate 
the naming of the new village. They called it Ste. Anne. Ste. Anne 
de Beaupre, because of its beautiful surroundings. Everybody was 
very happy and gay. Then the first snow came. Winter was very 
early that year. 

Annette and Pierre, dressed in furs that Indians used for 
trading, loved the snow. They played in it all day long. They 
made forts and snowmen, they ran through the snowflakes like 
busy laughing squirrels. They were always very hungry and tired 
at night too. Perhaps that was why they did not notice the tired 
anxious faces of their mothers and fathers. 

The villagers were very worried. Most of the wood available 
had been used for building the church and the little cabins. The 
priests had taken most of the stored-up food, and in the broad fields 
by the settlement, there were no trees left to burn, and no little 
animals to kill for food, except an occasional rabbit, which was not 
food enough for a settlement of busy, hungry people. 

Right across the river there was the island, with plenty of wood 
on it, and probably plenty of food, too. But how to get at it ? The 
rapids were dangerous now, filled with ice floes, and they had black 
wicked looking rocks, peering out between the floes. 

Young Yvet, the cure's nephew, had set forth in a light canoe, in 
a desperate attempt to reach the island. His overturned canoe was 
tossed back to the people, and next day, the cure, in a trembling 
voice said a mass for his soul, and a sad little party wended its way 
down the hill from the little church with nothing but despair and 
grief left in their hearts. 

They had all learned to love the little community and their 
fellow adventurers. How could they pack up and leave their new 
home ? How could they go back to Quebec, after promising such 
glad and wonderful results that summer ? Even so it would be 
impossible to go back over the cold snowy path to Quebec, full of 
danger from lurking Indians. 

By this time Pierre and Annette knew what was wrong. Papa 
looked grave, and did not play with them any more in the evenings. 



Maman tried hard to laugh and be cheerful, but it was very hard! 
And they missed Yvet, who had carved them little toys from wood, 
and had often given them rides on his shoulder. 

Oh, but the winter would soon be over. Maman and Papa 
would find a way, and le bon cure, he would help them; he always 
did. Besides — there was Le Bebe, He listened to everybody's 
prayers, frere Lalemant had told them so. They wished He would 
come back, He would cheer everybody up, and probably find a way 
out of the trouble too. He always did. And — it was a lovely day, 
and there was the new port they were building — and the snow was 
just right — and ''Let us go and play!" said Pierre and Annette. 

Le bon cure wished he had as much faith as the children. Night 
and day he prayed and fasted, praying that God would send, them 
the grace to live for another winter. No matter what he tried to do, 
he could think of no way to provide for his little flock. He began 
to lose faith in himself, and to think that it was his fault that his 
people were so miserable. 

Pierre was not very worried about it all. So long as he had his 
'potage' and his 'tartine' everyday, it didn't seem to him that much 
could be wrong. But Annette had seen her Maman weeping in the 
corner of the cabin, and her papa could say nothing that would 
comfort her. So Annette began to think. 

Frere Lalemant had told her that Le Bebe listened to people's 
prayers, so that afternoon instead of going out to play with Pierre, 
she would go up to the little church, that they had built on the 
hillside *to be nearer heaven'. She had her precious Rosary clasped 
in her hand, and she was thinking of a prayer to make, so that 
Le Bebe would understand how hard it was for everybody. Then 
perhaps He would tell Le Bon Dieu, about it, and then everything 
would be settled. 

Quiet as a mouse, she crept into the little wooden church, built 
by such loving hands. She knelt down by one of the big pillars and 
began to pray. She heard another voice murmuring prayers too, 
and peeping behind the pillar she saw the cure on his knees. This 
gave her courage, and she told Le Bebe about the trouble. How 
Maman had cried, and how Papa had not been able to comfort her; 
how the cure had prayed, and now Yvet had tried to do his best. She 
told him how hungry the people were, and how cold. Oh please, 
help them, she would be very good — try to be in time for dejeuner, 
try to remember to come home as soon as the sun went down 
behind the mountain. — How pretty it was then. The snow became 
a beautiful gold, barred with great black shadows, and the mountains 
were purple; she wished that it would always stay like that — **0h 
pardon! I had forgotten!" And she would tell Pierre too, and he 
would try — though sometimes he would not do as she asked — but 
she was sure he would this time — though only yesterday she had 
begged him not to go down by the river, and he had. She was 
afraid of the river now that Yvet — oh please Bebe, bless Yvet, look 
after him, and love him as much as we did. Oh please listen to her 
prayer, blessed Bebe, and help them! 



She stood up, and suddenly, a terrible thought came to her! 
She had not brought a single thing to give to Le Bebe in return. 
Not even one sou. What would she do! How ashamed she felt! 
She only had her Rosary. How she loved it, her Rosary, the 
beautiful beads, and the pretty cross, and it was her very own, 
and yet — . She went slowly to the cure ; he seeing her, stood up and 
said, "What do you want, my little one ?" 

"Oh, M. le cure, I have made a prayer to the blessed Beb6, and 
I didn't bring anything to give Him — so I thought He would like my 
Rosary, it is such a pretty one! Pere Martin gave it to me, when 
we left Quebec. See how pretty it is! Don't you think that 
perhaps He might like it too ?" 

People said that what happened next day was a miracle. 
Perhaps the cure knew differently. That night he had prayed, not 
so much for help for the town, as for such faith as he had witnessed 
that day. 

The miracle that the tired, discouraged villagers woke up to see 
was a bridge to the island! A real steady strong bridge. The ice 
floes in the river had jammed and piled up forming a natural path- 
way over to the island, a firm frozen pathway. 

That night there was food enough in the little village, and 
warmth enough too. The face of the cure was like a light that 
night, as he gazed on the devout people, kneeling in thanks to their 
Lord. He had seen a miracle performed, a miracle of faith among 
his own people. 

To Annette that night, as she said her prayers by the bedside, 
it had been the obvious thing to happen. As she snuggled down in 
her cosy bed, tired out after playing with Pierre, she told herself 
that she knew it was going to happen. After all *Tt was such a 
pretty Rosary." 

N.B. — This is historically inaccurate. 




AVTOGRAPUS— Continued 






Mrs. C. H. Buck — fElmwood, Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 

\ Residence: 231 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe, 



^ Miss B. Adams — 68 Fairmont Ave., Ottawa. 
- Miss N. E. Barrow — 43 Belsize Rd., Worthing, Sussex, Eng. 
Miss M. Bartram — 91 MacLaren St., Ottawa. 
Miss A. Belford — St. Anne's Rectory, Richmond, Quebec. 
V Miss L. Bertheny^ — Elmwood, Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 

Miss L. M. Blackburn — Aruba House, Burnopfield, Newcastle- 
on-Tyne, England. 
v-^Miss E. Booth — Elmwood, Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 
Miss E. Bradford — 155 Glen Avenue, Ottawa. 
Miss L. J. Colling^ — 148 Stapleton Hall Rd., London N. 4, Eng. 
Miss Cottee^ — 80 Vaughan St., Ottawa. 
Miss A. Elliott— 94 McKinnon Rd., Rockcliffe Park. 
Miss J. MacBrien- — Aylmer, Quebec. 
Miss E. Mills^ — 363 Island Park Drive, Ottawa. 
Miss Neal — Hollanden, Gordon Hill, Enfield, Middlesex, 

Mr. H. Puddi combe — 409 Queen St., Ottawa. 

The Very Rev. E. F. Salmon — The Deanery, 436 Sparks St., 


Miss D. M. Thwaite — 61 Hornsey Lane, Highgate, London N. 6, 

Miss D. C. Tipple^ — Elmwood, Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 

Betty Baird— 417 Russel Hill Rd., Toronto, Ont. 

Anne Bethune — "Berkenfels," Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 

MiMi BoAL — 30 Goulburn Ave., Ottawa. 

Glen Borbridge — 290 Clemow Ave., Ottawa. 

SuzETTE Bourinot^ — 202 Cloverdale Rd., Rockcliffe. 

Ogden Blackburn^ — ''Blackburn" House, Box 232, Ottawa. 

Mary Blackburn — "Blackburn" House, Box 232, Ottawa. 

Genevieve Bronson — "Waterstone," Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe. 

Olga Brown — 131 Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe. 

Eleanor Carson — 286 MacLaren St., Ottawa. 
Eleanor Clark — 295 Manor Rd., Rockcliffe. 
Peggy Clark— 295 Manor Rd., Rockclifle. 
Rosemary Clark^ — 90 Park Rd., Rockcliffe. 
Alison Cochrane — Coltrin Rd., Rockcliffe. 



(/iiEATHER Collins — 464 Springfield Rd., Rockcliffe. 
v/^URiEL Crocket — 329 Chapel St., Ottawa. 

Ruth Creighton — 4320 Montrose Ave., Westmount, P.Q. 

Margaret Curry — 245 Lansdowne Rd., Rockcliffe. 

Joan Daniels — 3250 Cedar Ave., Westmount, P.Q. 
^OAN Dean — 362 Stewart St., Ottawa. 

Nancy Doane — 652 Rideau Crescent, Ottawa. 
/ Janet Dobell — 1300 Redpath Crescent, Montreal. 
>^aye Douglas — 226 MacLaren St., Ottawa. 

Susan Edwards — 407 Wilbrod St., Ottawa. 
- Jane Edwards — 407 Wilbrod St., Ottawa. 

Marion Ellsworth — "Glenalton" Ridley Park, Toronto. 
Pamela Erwin — 138 Daly Ave., Ottawa. 

Barbara Fellowes — R. R. No. 1, Hull, P.Q. 
Beatrice Eraser — 524 Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe. 
^ Mary Fry^ — 789 Upper Belmont Ave., Westmount, P.Q. 

Patricia Galt — "Raithmuir", Arnprior, Ont. 
^AiLSA Gerard — 49 McKinnon Rd., Rockcliffe. 

Shirley Geldert — 272 Somerset St. W., Ottawa. 
^ EsME GiROUARD — 412 Daly Ave., Ottawa. 
Helen Gordon — 517 O'Connor St., Ottawa. 

v^ETTY Hamilton^ — 706 Echo Drive, Ottawa. 

Barbara Hampson — 1501 McGregor St., Montreal. 

Elizabeth Hanson — 456 Buena Vista Rd., Rockcliffe. 
'^Geraldine Hanson — 456 Buena Vista Rd., Rockcliffe. 

Betty Hooper- — "Selborne," Elmwood Rd., Rockcliffe. 

Winsome Hooper — "Selborne," Elmwood Rd., Rockcliffe. 
^ Barbara Hopkirk — 14 Monkland Ave., Ottawa. 

Katherine Inkster — 18 Rideau Terrace, Ottawa. 

Barbara Kennedy — "Riverview," MacLeod, Alta. 
Susan Kenny — Buckingham, Quebec. 

^ Dorothy Laidlaw — 295 Cooper St., Ottawa. 

Nancy Lane — 450 Laurier Ave. E., Ottawa. 
t/^ MoiRA Leathem — 46 Delaware Ave., Ottawa. 
^ Dorothy Leggett^ — Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa. 

Nor AH Lewis — 35 McKay St., Ottawa. 


Louise MacBrien — Aylmer, Quebec. 

Lynette MacBrien — Aylmer, Quebec. 

Anna Reay MacKay— 1578 McGregor St., Montreal, P.Q. 
V Pamela Mathewson — 3057 Trafalgar Ave., Montreal. 
v^Peggy Marr— 347 Stewart St., Ottawa. 

Nancy Martin— 237 Oxford St., Winnipeg, Man. 
x/Elizabeth McClelland — 258 Warren Rd., Toronto. 
1/ Barbara McClelland — 258 Warren Rd., Toronto. 
vXMary McColl— 140 Forest Hill, Rd., Toronto. 
./^Marjorie McKinnon— 323 Metcalfe St., Ottawa. 

Peggy MacLaren — 1 Chestnut Park, Toronto. 

Marion Monk — 112 Argyle Ave., Ottawa. 

Helen Murdoch — 30 South Drive, Toronto. 

Elizabeth Newcombe- — 585 Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe. 

Margaret Parkin— 290 Park Rd., Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 
Mary Paterson— 275 MacLaren St., Ottawa. 
v^Jean Perley Robertson — Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 
Anne Perley-Robertson — Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 
Clair Perley-Robertson — Acacia Ave., Rockcliffe, Ottawa. 
Maria Petrucci — Roxborough Apts., Ottawa. 
Mary Lee Pyke — 3238 The Boulevard, Westmount. 

Jane Russel — 607 Clarke Ave., Westmount, P.Q. 

Penelope Sherwood — Crescent Rd., Rockcliffe Park. 
Sheila Skelton — Edge Hill, Buena Vista, Rockcliffe. 
Barbara Sober — 203 Clemow Ave., Ottawa. 
Ethel South am — ''Casa Loma," Rockcliffe Park. 
Cecily Sparks — 544 Driveway West, Ottawa. 

Jane Toller^ — 62 Powell Ave., Ottawa. 

Diana Vernon — 319 Stewart St., Ottawa. 
Jacqueline Vernon — 319 Stewart St., Ottawa. 

Kathleen Warner^ — The Lexington, Continental Ave., Forest 

Hills, Long Island, N.Y. 
June White — 603 Besserer St., Ottawa. 

Barbara Whitley^ — 4339 Westmount Ave., Westmount, P.Q. 
Melodie Willis-O'Connor — "Byng House," Rockcliffe Park, 

Esther Wilkes^ — Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa. 
Anna Wilson — The Manor House, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa. 
Norma Wilson — The Manor House, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa. 
Pamela Wilson — 3566 Peel St., Montreal. 

Gwyneth Young — "Auchmar House," Hamilton, Ont. 




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