1944 Silver and Green by Alumnae and Archives

SILVER AND GREEN tI1c cilinguzine of thz Alitfliottizt Tables' College HAWTHORN JUNE, 1944

EDITOR: AILSA THOMSON.

Editorial Thinking men and women of to-day are chiefly interested in two main topics—the creation of a new post-war world and the reform of our educational system. On closer consideration, these two topics are seen to be even more interrelated than may appear at first, for educational reform is not only a part of, but also a precursor to, postwar reconstruction. The power of education is inestimable. The influences of the school are scarcely less powerful than those of the home, and if these influences, rightly used, are extended in scope, the prejudices which ignorance fosters can be more easily overcome.

This new world of which we so glibly speak must necessitate change and sacrifice, and we should be prepared for either. Sacrifices have already been made by many—greater sacrifices than most of us will ever be called on to make. "The good old days" should not constitute our vision of a new world. Too often in the past the attempt to return to the old order has met with disaster. We should learn from former mistakes, so that future history may be evolutionary, not revolutionary. If we, from selfishness, set our faces against change, we shall betray all that we, as educated Christian citizens, have had entrusted to us.

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School Diary February— Tuesday, 15th—The year commenced. with 1050 girls, over a quarter of whom were new girls. At the end of the afternoon Prefects for 1944 were announced. Thursday, 17th—An S.C.M. Service was held at St. Hilary's, Kew. The forty girls who attended from M.L.C. took the choir seats and led the singing. Friday, 18th—The Prefects' Induction Service was held in open period, Mr. Wood taking the service. Friday, 25th—The various organisations of the School were represented by senior girls, who gave a brief outline of the activities of each. March— Wednesday, 1st—Competition for music scholarships began. The choir assisted the Methodist ministers to give the musical programme at the Overseas Missions Demonstration. Thursday, 2trd—Great excitement for SubIntermediates! They visited the Collingwood Court, and afterwards held a mock trial, pictures of which appeared in the press. Friday, 3rd—Rev. Isabel Merry, a Congregational minister, who has spent some time amongst munition workers, spoke in open period. Friday, 10th—Rev. Frank Byatt was the speaker in "Open," and spoke on post-war problems. Friday, 17th—Swimming sports. Congratulations to Fitchett, the winners. Tuesday, 21st—The senior baseball team defeated Fintona in the first match of the year. Wednesday, 22nd—The junior baseball team was successful against Ruyton. Friday, 24th—"All Careers Should Be Open to Women" was debated by Berry and Cato, the former taking the affirmative, and winning. Tuesday, 28th—Music scholarship winners' recital. Many very talented performances were given by the girls. The senior baseball team won a match against Ruyson. Thursday, 30th—Junior baseballers were victors against Fintona.

Friday, 31st—Chaplain A. W. Pederick, who was in New Guinea recently, spoke in "Open." Junior athletics sports were held. Fitchett winning by a narrow margin. April— Saturday, 1st—Yes, "April Fools' Day." But also the day of the Senior School fair, from which £160 was obtained for the War Loan Bursary Fund. Tuesday, 4th—The Easter Communion Service was held at Auburn. Many girls attended this very inspiring service, which was conducted by ministers from various denominations. Wednesday, 5th—We broke up for Easter. Thursday, 6th—Walking Club enthusiasts sallied forth on a hike to Warrandyte. Wednesday, 12th—Our all-too-short, but muchappreciated break came to an end. Friday, 14th—Miss. Amy Cryan spoke in "Open" on her work in India. The senior baseball team met St. Catherine's: A victory for us. Saturday, 15th—Senior and junior baseball matches were held against P.L.C., our juniors losing and our seniors winning. Thursday, 20th—Rev. J. R. B. Love, of the Presbyterian Church, spoke about the Aborigines of Central and North-west Australia. His scholarly explanation of the aborigines' languages was a revelation to us. Our junior baseball team lost against St. Catherine's. Friday, 21st—Shakespeare Day! An excellent programme was presented by girls from Pass and Honour. Saturday, 22nd—We played M.C.E.G.G.S. baseball, both senior and junior teams losing. The senior match was the best this season, and our girls played extremely well. Tuesday, 25th—A special service, commemorating Anzac Day, was held in Assembly. Wednesday, 26th—Exams. began. May— Wednesday, 3rd—Exams. ended, amid general celebration. Friday, 12th—A music demonstration was given for senior girls by the younger classes

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in the School. The little ones played their parts very seriously, and well, and their efforts were much appreciated.

Tuesday, 16th—Miss Anderson and Miss Garvin gave a piano recital of selected works. The hall was crowded.

Sunday, 14th—The Annual Church Service was held in Auburn Church. Miss Flocicart directed the singing, including the anthem, "Fight the Good Fight," by Markham Lee. The Principal preached the sermon.

Thursday, 18th—The senior athletic sports, after many postponements, were held. Laurels went to a house which deserved the honour

Monday, 15th—The Glee Singers provided the musical programme at the Y.W.C.A. meeting to welcome Mrs. Grenfell from England.

Friday, 19th—Mr. Nathan Brock, a Czechoslovakian journalist, spoke in "Open." We —J.W.W. broke up for the holidays.

—Krome.

School Officers, 1944 Senior Prefect.—Janet Wood. Prefects.—June Austin, Margaret Barber, Ruth Beed, Margaret Cadd, Jean Davey, Stephanie Elliott, Leonore Marsh, June Reed, Margaret Reynolds, Shirley Robinson, Barbara Smith, Betty Stahl, Wendy Taylor, Ailsa Thomson, Ellen Thorne. House Prefects.—Stephanie Elliott, June Reed, Shirley Robinson. Wing Captains— Ellen Stanton, Shirley Stockdale, Phyllis Trewhella, Joan Wright. House Captains.—Senior: Margaret Day 'Berry), Shirley Robinson (Cato), Janet Wood (Fitchett), Stephanie Elliott (Krome). Middle: Barbara Stanford (Berry), Janet Barber (Cato), Robin Came (Fitchett), Margaret Junior: Dulcie Watson Bain (Krome). (Berry), Barbara Hetherington (Cato), Valerie West (Fitchett), Margaret Cottee (Krome). House Sports Captains.—Senior: Nancy Edmunds (Berry), Dorothy Purvis (Cato), (Fitchett), Betty Knuckey June Austin (Krome). Middle: Jean Siddons (Berry), Beryl Johnson (Cato), Jill Hickling (Fitchett), Noleen Ferris (Krome). Junior: Joan Rush (Berry), Eve Schafer (Cato), Elizabeth Constable (Fitchett), Barbara Swift (Krome). Bible Study Fellowship Executive.—Miss Betts (president), Miss Horsman, Stephanie Elliott (vice-president), Margaret Simmons Linnell Wood (corresponding secretary), (treasurer), Cant Ruth secretary), (recording

Janet Wood, Leonore Marsh, Ailsa Sefton, Elaine Hurd, Gwen Mills, Betty Matthews, Marie Bull, Dorothy Yates. International Relations Group Executive.— Miss Guyett (president), Stephanie Elliott (vice-president), Shirley Robinson (secretary), June Austin (treasurer), Ruth Beed (publicity officer and librarian). Magazine Committee.—Miss Lindsay, Miss L. Mitchell, Ailsa Thomson (editor), Ruth Beed, Valerie East, Faye Bowman, Pauline Anscombe, Ruth Pizzey, Ailsa Sefton, Glen Tomasetti. Library Committee.—Mrs. Fairlie Taylor (librarian), Jean Davey (secretary), Muriel Cock (chief checker), Valerie East (Dewey Officer), Ailsa Thomson (research officer), Loris Figgins (craftsman), Linnell Wood (liaison officer, music), June Austin (liaison officer, science), Ruth Beed (liaison officer, history), Shirley Robinson (liaison officer, English literature), Leonore Marsh, Stephanie Elliott, Lesley Hogg, Phyllis Trewhella, Margaret Reynolds (checkers), Mary McWhinney, Beverley Kiddle, Anne Hattam, Ena Lindsay, Patricia Krieger, Judith Leask (returners), Glen Tomasetti, Marjorie James, Kathleen Young, Leonie Joolen, Thelma Brown, Constance Mellor, Muriel Scholfield, Beverley Dawson, Pat. Weymouth, Norma Bryan, Margaret Williams, Beverley English (repairers). Walking Club Committee.—Miss Christensen (president), Miss B. Jackson and Miss Day (vice-presidents), Dorothy Purvis (secretary),

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Wendy Taylor (treasurer), Janet Wood, June Austin, Betty Black, Margaret Campbell, Enid Rowe, Joan McCallum. Debating Society Committee.—Mrs. Nurse and Miss Powell (presidents), Ruth Beed (secretary), Betty Knuckey, Lesley Manfield, June Austin, Shirley Robinson. Red Cross and Comforts Fund.—Miss Kellaway, Miss Hill, Miss B. Jackson, Miss Slater, Betty Stahl, and Form Social Service Captains. Form Captains.---Honour VI., Janet Wood; Pass VI.a, Joan Wright; Pass VI.b, Judith Leask; Diploma A, Ellen Stanton; Diploma B, Penelope Ritherdon; Pre-Nursing, Margaret Barber; Home Science, June Reed; V.a, Betty Munro; V.b, Shirley Gilliam; V.c, Marie Bull; V.d, Joyce Hiscock; V.e, Joan Campbell; V.f, Pat Mitchell; Lower V.a, Margaret Kendrick; Lower V.b, Janet Barber; Lower V.c, Barbara Stanford; Lower V.d, Merle Purser; Lower V.e, Betty Glanville; Lower V.f, Josie Dugmore; IV.a, Beverley Ball; IV.b, Betty Pullen; IV.c, Dorothy Marsh; IV.d, Ailsa Grant; Lower IV.a, Norma Fowles; Lower IV.b, Joan Rush; Lower IV.c, Dulcie Watson; III.a, Margaret Mitchell; III.b, Lynette Price; Lower III., Beverley Malcolm. Sports Captains.—Honour VI., Nancy Edmunds; Pass VI.a, Robin Wright; Pass VI.b, Judith Heley; Diploma A, Shirley Bisset;

Diploma B, Irene Weir; Pre-Nursing, Dorothy Purvis; Home Science, Noelle Schollenberger; V.a, Dorothy Wood; V.b, Enid Rowe; V.c, Jewel Thomas; V.d, Gay Cotton; V.e, Anabel Campbell; V.f, Joy Moodie; Lower V.a, Robin Came; Lower V.b, Beryl Johnson; Lower V.c, Margaret Bain; Lower. V.d, Dawn Austin; Lower V.e, Mwyn Sheil; Lower V.f, Miriam Lobascher; IV.a, Mary Briggs; IV.b, Gwen Harland; IV.c, Marion Johnstone; IV.d, Marjorie Behrendt; Lower IV.a, Margaret Arnold; Lower IV.b, Bessie Miller; Lower IV.c, Florence Ryder; Ilia, Dawn Wray; III.b, Monica Wood; Lower III., Jocelyn Rogers. Social Service Captains.—Honour VI., Betty Stahl; Pass VI.a, Mary McWhinney; Pass VI.b, Ailsa Sefton; Diploma A, Elma Bugge; Diploma B, Nanette Smale; PreNursing, Nancy Webb; Home Science, Marjorie Pizzey; V.a, Beverley White; V.b, Joan Ffrench; V.c, Deirdre East; V.d, Ruth Anderson; V.e, Anne Fraser; V.f, Esme Henty; Lower V.a, Della Hilton; Lower V.b, Cecile Williams; Lower V.c, Winnie Greer; Lower V.d, Roma Preston; Lower V.e, Betty Millward; Lower V.f, Lorna Barrett; IV.a, Janet Noske; IV.b, Pat Lowe; IV.c, Vivien Pincombe; IV.d, Valerie Scott; Lower IV.a, Mary Bryce; Lower IV.b, Eve Schafer; Lower IV.c, Mavis Chew; III.a, Ann Williams; II.b, Catherine Childe; Lower III, Joan Pullen.

Public Examination Results December, 1943. At the University Public Examinations in December, 1943, 69 separate honours were gained in the School Leaving Honours Examination, 60 complete passes in the School Leaving Pass Examination, and 66 complete passes in the School Intermediate Examination. One Senior Scholarship and one University Free Place were awarded. School Leaving Honours. Seven 1st class, 29 2nd class, and 33 3rd class honours were gained in this examination (together with two unclassified honours and

22 passes which are not recorded here). Individual results were:— June Austin: 2nd class English, 3rd class German, 3rd class Physics, 3rd class Chemistry. Barbara Binder: 2nd class Drawing. Rita Bull: 2nd class French, 3rd class English, 3rd class British History. Ivy Chew: 3rd class Biology. Jean Davey: 3rd class English, 3rd class British History. Stephanie Elliott: 3rd class English, 3rd class French.

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Ruth Beed, Betty Bell, Barbara Binder, Joyce Bottomer, Faye Bowman, Rita Bull, Margaret Cadd, Margaret Campbell, Muriel Cock, Margaret Corbould, Joy Crellin, Lola Cumber, Jean Davey, Helen Davies, Margaret Day, Gwenda Dickins, Margaret Down, Valerie East, Nancy Edmunds, Loris Figgins, Marjorie George, Margaret Gooding, Pat Greer, Marjorie Haycraft, Irene Hill, Jean Hill, Betty Hodgetts, Jean Hogg, Lesley Hogg, Ellen Hoggart, Elaine Hurd, Audrey Isaacs, Elaine Jackson, June Jenkin, Valerie King-Smith, Pat Lawrence, Betty Le Pine, Jean McDonald, Margaret Maxwell, Laurie Miles, Gwen Mills, Elspeth Page, Kathleen Pinnock, Adele Segal, Lynette Sharpe, Margaret Simmons, Barbara Smith, Betty Stahl, Frances Summons, Phyllis Trewhella, Nancy Webb, Edith Wentworth, Janet Wood, Linnell Wood. School Leaving Certificates were gained by: —Doris Batchelor, Jean Daniels, Audrey Fleming, Elsa King, Betty McCann, Lesley Man. field, Beatrice Peverill. Intermediate Certificates. Ruth Adamson, Pauline Anscombe, Betty Barker, Olwen Bassett, Sylvia Bizley, Thelma Brown, Norma Bryan, Yvonne Butler, Norma Butt, Elaine Chambers, Jean Colledge, Verna Cuttle, Gwenda Deakin, Joan Derrick, Pat Dufty, Eunice Forsyth, Elaine Francis, Barbara Gass, Beverley Glenn, Ngaio Goodwin, Kathleen Gordon, Lexie Grant, Cynthia Greig, Margery Harrison, Anne Hattam, Dorothy Heale, Pat Holt, Elizabeth Horton, Gwenda Jenkin, Leonie Joolen, Alison Keith, Frances Kendall, Beverley Kiddle, Judith Leask, Joan Lee, Betty Le Pine, Audrey Long, Merilyn McDonald, Joy McLaughlin, Mary McWhinney, Betty Matthews, Violet Maxwell, Constance Mellor, Shirley Munro, Linda Napier, Enid Pearson, Joan Pollard, Ruth Pretty, Marjorie Robinson, Yvonne Robinson, Margatet Rowe, Valerie Rowe, Ailsa Sefton, Jean Silman, Norma Simmons, Pamela Slack, Patricia Stock, Colleen Thorn, Glen Tomasetti, Judith Tredinnick,. Denise Turner, Barbara Ward, Marie Watson, Patricia Weymouth, Margaret Williams, Betty Wilson.

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Old Collegians' University Results The School heartily congratulates Old Collegians upon the results in 1943, which included the following:—

Dawn Davis (Medicine) : 3rd Class Honours in Botany, Passed Natural Philosophy, Chemistry, Zoology.

Dorothy Bennetts (School Music) : Honours in Form and Analysis I., History, Literature and Aesthetics, Harmony III., Counterpoint

Dorothy Dungey (Music) : Completed 1st year. Honours in Form and Analysis, History, Literature and Aesths. I., Passed in Harmony III., Counterpoint II., Sight Reading II., Chief and Secondary Practical Studies.

Inez Benson (Arts and Journalism) : Graduated B.A. English C, Modern History, Political Philosophy. Shirley Benson (Commerce) : Graduated B.Comm. Economic History, Public Finance, Statistical Method. Joan Brewster (Arts) : Graduated B.A. with Honours. 2nd Class Honours, Division A, in Combined Course English and French, English III., French III.

Joan Eggleston (Medicine) : 1st Class Honours in Physiology and Biochemistry, 2nd Class Honours in Anatomy including Histology. Divided Exhibition. Carlotta Ellis (Arts) : 2nd Class Honours in English Language and Literature I. Division B, 2nd Class Honours in Political Institutions A Division B, Passed in British History.

Bernice Brokenshire (Commerce) : 2nd year.

Diana England (Science) : 2nd Class Honours in Zoology, Passed in Natural Philosophy I., Chemistry I.B, Botany I., French B.

Enid Brown (Science) : Completed 1st year. 2nd Class Honours in Botany I., divided J. F. W. Payne Exhibition, 2nd Class Honours in Zoology I., Baldwin Spencer Prize, passed in Natural Philosophy I., Chemistry I.B.

Valerie Fawcett (Music) : 2nd Class Honours in Dip.Mus., Honours in General Musical Knowledge, Harmony II., Counterpoint I., Ear Training, Chief and Secondary Practical Studies I., Passed Sight Reading I.

Brenda Bundara (Massage): Completed 1st year.

Lynette Firth (Medicine) : 3rd Class Honours in Botany, Passed in Chemistry, Natural Philosophy, Zoology.

Judy Campbell (Massage) : Completed 2nd year. Muriel Campbell (Arts) : Graduated B.A. with Honours. 1st Class Honours in School of French Language and Literature, French III., French Language and Literature XVI. Century. Minor Research Scholarship. Petera Campbell (Arts and Journalism). Una Cato B.S.

(Medicine) :

Graduated M.B.,

Jean Clarke (Science) : Completed first year. 3rd Class Honours in Chemistry I. Margaret Colborne-Veel pleted 2nd year.

(Massage) : Com-

Winsome Comport (Arts) : Economic Geog., Pure Maths. I.

Mildred Fitzpatrick (Science) : Passed in Pure Maths. I., Natural Philosophy I., Chemistry I., Zoology I. Phyllis Fraser (Science) : Passed in Chemistry I.B. Diana Grice (Agricultural Science) : Passed Natural Philosophy I., Botany I. Lorna Grierson (Arts) : Graduated B.A. with Honours. Latin III., English Literature III., 2nd Class Honours Division B in Combined Course Latin and English. Alison Hall (Music) : Honours in Form and Analysis I., History, Literature and Aesthetics I., Harmony III., Counterpoint II., Passed Chief and Secondary Practical Studies III. Edith Hewitt (Medicine) : Division III., Passed Materia Medica, Pharmacy; Division

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Histology,

Betty Hookway (Arts): 2nd Class Honours, Division B, in General History I., Political Institutions B. Netta Jones (Arts and Commerce): 1st Class Honours and Divided Francis J. Wright Exhibition in Economic Geography, 2nd Class Honours, Division A, in Economics I., Passed in English A, French I.A. Clara Kosky (Arts): Passed in English A, French I.A, Philosophy I. Lesley Leask (Medicine): Division II., 2nd Class Honours in Physiology and Biochemistry, Passed Anatomy, including Histology. Division III., Passed Materia Medica and Pharmacy. Merl Long (Arts): Passed Political Institudons A. Judith Nixon (Music): 2nd Class Honours and Ormond Exhibition, 1st year Mus.Bac. Wright Prize Instrumental Music. Honours in Form and Analysis I., History, Literature and Aesthetics I., Harmony III., Sight Reading II., Chief and Secondary Practical Studies II., Passed Counterpoint II. Frances Parkin (Medicine): Division I., Passed Natural Philosophy, Chemistry, Zoology, Biology. Joyce Parkinson (Arts): Passed in English A. Jean Pearson (School Music): Graduated Passed Practical Teaching II., Mus.Bac. Psychology of Music, Class Singing, Orchestral Training, History, Literature and Aesthetics III., Musical Appreciation, Art of Listening. Dorothy Pollock (Science): Graduated B.Sc. 2nd Class Honours in Biochemistry II., Passed Nutrition and Food Economics. Zoe Proud (Arts) : General History I. Heather Rentoul (Massage): Completed course. Anne Rigby (Music): Returned to England curing 1st year. Claire Robbins (Arts):

Annabelle Rosanove (Arts): Graduated B.A. French I.A, British History A, English B, Introduction to Legal Method. Margaret Rouch (Arts) : 3rd Class Honours in General History, Passed English Literature II., Philosophy I. Lois Semmens (Arts): English A, French I., British History B, Botany I. Valerie Sherriff (Science): 1st Class Honours in Natural Philosophy L, 2nd Class Honours Division B in Pure Maths. I., 2nd Class Honours in Chemistry L, Passed in German A, Maths. I. Dulcie Sincock (Medicine): Division ILA. Passed Anatomy, including Histology, Physiology, Biochemistry. Shirley Smith (Massage): Completed 2nd year. Phyllis Staurenghi (Commerce): Graduated B.Comm. 2nd Class Honours Division B in Industrial Organisation, Money and Banking, Statistical Method, Passed in Mathematical Economics. Marjorie Stewart (Arts): 2nd Class Honours Division A in English Language and Literature I., 2nd Class Honours Division B in British History B, Passed Ancient History I. Barbara Taylor (Arts): 2nd Class Honours, Division A, in Latin II., 2nd Class Honours Division B in English Literature II., Passed in Greek I. Ei cil Thomson (Music): 1st year. Nancy Trewhella (Commerce): 1st Class Honours in Economic Geog. III., Economics Passed Philosophy I. and Pure Maths. I. Ruth Walker (Medicine): Graduated M.B., B.S. (Music): Graduated Walklate Audrey Mus.Bac. Loloma Weir (nee Green): (Science): Graduated B.Sc. 2nd Class Honours in Biochemistry II., Passed in Bacteriology, Nutrition and Food Economics, German B. Betty Wicks (Science): Pure Maths. I., Natural Philosophy I., Chemistry I.B, Zoology I., French B.

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Rosemary Williams (Medicine): Completed Division II. Anatomy, including Histology. In Division III. Passed Materia Medica, Pharmacy. Betty Wong (Commerce): Passed 1st year, Economics I., Economic Geography I., Commercial Law I. Among Old Collegians taking first year courses at the University this year are the following:—Florence Barber (Music), Ivy Chew (Medicine), Julie Day (Social Studies), Mary

Langtry (Massage), Judy Lee (Massage), Mona Lim (Medicine), Pauline Loh (Commerce), Meryl Perry (Commerce), Beryl Phillips (Arts), Lorna Punton (Commerce), Margaret Rentoul (Arts), Betty Rogers (Arts and Social Studies), Margaret Sicklemore (Medicine), Betty Terrell (Science), Joyce Thomas (Social Studies), Lois Thorpe (Arts), Joan Thwaites (Arts), Joan Trezise (Arts), Margery Walklate (Arts), Jean Watsford (Music), Wendy Williams (Science), Helen Wilson (Dentistry), Alison Campbell (Massage).

School Activities Devotional Notes.

Bible Study Fellowship.

"Come and let us sweetly join Christ to praise in hymns divine; Give we all with one accord, Glory to our common Lord."

There has been a record of one hundred girls taking part in Bible Study Fellowship circles this year. We are very grateful to staff members for undertaking to lead in the circles. We also thank Miss Betts and Miss Horsman for again acting as our presidents. We are using "Life Problems," by J. C. Jamieson, as a guide to our discussions. Mr. Wood, who led us in our opening service for the year, used the book as his theme, stressing pride as enemy No. 1.

As in past years, devotional meetings have been held every Tuesday morning under the guidance of the Principal, Mr. Wood. With thankful hearts, we praised God for His mercies in sparing our land from the destruction of war; in giving to the world saints who, though being persecuted for the sake of their faith, have remained true to God. We have prayed for the unity of the Church and the well-being of our School. For several meetings preceding Easter we studied and sang many of the beautiful hymns of the Passion. During the closing weeks of the term Mr. Wood read extracts from the series of plays, "The Man Born to be King," written by Dorothy Sayers. This gave to many of us an aspect of the Bible story which we had not previously perceived. We thank the Principal for his guidance not only in our thoughts, but in our intercessions for our fellow-men the world over. —M.R. and L.F.

In our first open period Rev. Isabel Merry of Croydon Congregational Church, spoke to us of the hardships under which girls worked in munition factories; she herself worked under the same conditions to understand their difficulties. In our second open period Rev. A. W. Pederick, recently a chaplain in New Guinea, told us of his work with the boys and the difficulties of jungle warfare.—M.L.W.

Social Service Notes. The Forms have again been very active in social service work this year. Each Form works for either the Red Cross or Comforts Fund and some kindergarten, mission or children's home. We have sent donations of money and knitted garments to these charities.

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—Artgraf Studios. BETTY TERRELL, Dux of M.L.C., 1943, and Senior Government Scholarship, 1943.

—Muntz Studios. MARGARET SICKLEMORE, University Free Place, 1943.

—Stuart Tompkins. JANET WOOD, Senior Prefect, 1944.

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LOCH ARD GORGE. —Heather Thomas, L.V.a.

THE THRUSH'S NEST. - —Margaret McCutcheon,

DEAD GIANT, GIPPSLAND. IV.c.

—Judy Betheras, V.B

SILVER AND GREEN Thirty-seven pounds ten shillings has been paid into the War Savings Group this year. We are hoping for more supporters next Term. We thank Mrs. Wood for the work she has done in this regard. Last Term an interesting visit was paid by a party of girls to the new Prince Henry Hospital, M.L.C. having contributed last year to the fund for a new girls' ward. During the holidays some of our senior girls helped the Kew Creche and Lady Huntingfield Free Kindergarten, gaining experience and enjoyment. The Second War Loan Bursary Fund (now £262/14/-) is progressing rapidly, to assist the education of soldiers' daughters after this war. The Senior School Fair, held on 1st April, was a great success, each Senior Form being responsible for a section. There were various stalls, which sold vegetables, cakes, sweets, felt work, etc. Games and sideshows and afternoon tea were very popular. As a result, £160 was raised for the Bursary Fund. We thank Miss Dahle and the other members of the staff who have assisted in our —B.S. social service work.

International Relations Group Notes. At the first of the fortnightly meetings of the International Relations Group approximately fifty enthusiasts assembled. After the election of the committee, we discussed a suitable meeting place for the winter months. The senior girls' common room was suggested, and we hope to furnish this room artistically. However, the fulfilment of our furnishing plans is particularly difficult at present, and our method will be to beg, borrow, or . . . In order to get most benefit from our halfhour meetings, we have adopted Miss Guyett's suggestion that each girl carries out research on a selected topic, which is discussed at the following meeting. Up to date we have discussed Existing Social Conditions in Australia and Socialism. The latter topic was discussed after a very interesting and stimulating report by Ruth Beed on the address given by Mr. Ralph Gibson in the Chapter House of St.

Paul's Cathedral. Mr. Gibson is a leading Australian Communist, whom some of us were fortunate enough to hear during the Term. We have had three very interesting speakers in open period this Term. The Rev. F. Byatt spoke to us on the suffering caused by war and our task of relief and reconstruction. Miss Amy Cryan, the secretary of the Australian Institute of International Affairs, spoke on the economic future of India, and Mr. Nathan Brock, a native, of Czechoslovakia and a journalist, gave a most absorbing address on the history of Central Europe.

French Club Notes. The activities of the French Club, the members of which are girls from the Honour French classes from P.L.C., Lauriston and M.L.C., have been carried on with renewed vigour this year. The improvement of our French conversation is not the only motive prompting our enthusiastic attendance at meetings. The club provides an opportunity for becoming acquainted with senior French students of other schools, and in our small way we are able to help the Free French Movement by our contributions to the "Red Cross Box," which is always placed in a prominent position at meetings. With so many other Saturday afternoon activities, it is becoming increasingly difficult to arrange meetings which everyone is able to attend, and so far this year it has been possible to hold only one meeting. This was at M.L.C., and we were pleased to welcome Mademoiselle Braquart, Madame Goodwin and thirty girls from P.L.C. and Lauriston. Madame Crivelli, the president of the Melbourne branch of the Free French Red Cross, was, unfortunately, unable to be present. After a treasure hunt and French games, afternoon tea was served, and we brought our enjoyable afternoon to a close by singing French songs and listening to records of French poetry recited by Madame Taylor. We are all looking forward to our next meeting, which is to be held at Lauriston. —S.M.E.

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12 Library Notes.

This year the Library has been completely reorganised under the direction of Mrs. Fairlie Taylor. The entire Library has been reclassified, and a new catalogue has been typed by girls from Diploma, to whom we are very grateful. Under the new system, the Library Committee is, of necessity, larger than in previous years, but it is proving most efficient. The Lending Library is open for borrowing on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays, the checking being done by a team of girls. So that the books will be kept in running order, they are put back on the shelves by special returners. The reference section is open for borrowing after school each afternoon. Here, the work is carried out by several Dewey officers, with the help of a number of particularly enthusiastic probationers. In connection with this section, very valuable work is done by two research officers, who save the staff and girls much time and work by looking up references on various subjects and entering them in alphabetical order, on cards. The picture cabinet, which contains pictures and cuttings about English literature, history, science, geography and music, is also proving helpful. All minor repairs to the books are done by a team of repairers, who work quietly and methodically behind the scenes. Especially good work has been done by the Craftsman, who has not only lettered many of the book spines, but has done much to beautify and clarify the picture cabinet. Mondays are reserved for talks, mainly by senior girls. As yet, only four talks have been given, but we hope to have many more. An excellent beginning was made by Ruth Beed, who spoke on Francis Thompson and "The Hound of Heaven." She was followed by Wendy Taylor, whose talk on "Handel" was illustrated by gramophone records. The most recent talk was given by June Austin, who gave much information of the new "wonder" drug, penicillin. Another interesting talk was given by Mr. Robarts, who spoke to the Intermediate girls on "Life on an Aboriginal Station."

A story club for girls from Sub-Intermediate Forms is held each Thursday at lunch time. An instalment from a serial, "Guy Mannering," by Sir Walter Scott, is given each week. In addition, short stories from famous poems and modern writers are read. As the work of the Library has been publicised, increasing use has been made of it, but it is to be hoped that in the future more girls will benefit from its resources. We hope these will be greatly increased in the not too distant future, when the Old Collegians achieve their aim of raising £1000 for the Library. We should like to thank those Old Collegians who are devoting so much of their time and —J.C.D. energy to the appeal.

Debating An early start was made this year, and the Debating Society has been quite active. Several practice debates have been held after school, and, we hope, have improved our style. A round-table debate with Melbourne Boys' Grammar School was beneficial and enjoyable, such diverse and stimulating subjects as postwar socialism and the domestication of boys being discussed. The first Inter-House debate was between Berry and Cato, the subject being "That All Careers Should Be Open to Women." Berry (affirmative) was successful. Of special interest was a talk given by Miss Powell on "The Art of Debating," her main points being that clear thought, definition, relevancy, reply and manner of delivery are the chief things to be considered in debating, and, in fact, in discussions of any kind. We thank Mrs. Nurse and Miss Powell for their active encouragement, and Mr. Wood for his adjudication—And, are we all agreed that a staff debate is an absolute necessity?—R.B.

Art Club Notes (Note.—As I am unable to give the Art Club notes as illustrations, in which form by rights they should be, I must confine myself within the limitations of prose.) As its name suggests, the Art Club is an association of artists. However, its title does

SILVER AND GREEN not explain everything. The casual observer could not know that it is all new and shiny this year, supplying a long-felt want in the School. We had clubs to walk and talk, but none to draw. And our club does not restrict itself to drawing. Last Term our score of members met on Thursday afternoons to sketch in the garden, paint from plant life, invent designs, and in short thoroughly enjoy themselves. Our members are very exclusive, being the elite of Diploma, Pre-Nursing, Pass, and Honour. This Term we have begun life drawing, with a session devoted to sketching members who posed for us. This promises to be very interesting, especially for the models when they see the results. art, We have an interest in topical events in press ions, exhibit and often discuss current ce cuttings and articles, especially with referen to Australian art. Our club owes its existence to Miss Scott, who has given valuable assistance and much time to help the aspiring artists in our midst. We thank Miss Scott very sincerely for our as club and the opportunities afforded to us —V.E. members.

Boarders' Notes. Although we are still considerably "fewer in numbers" than our "School" friends, our numhave bers are ever increasing, and this year we old the knows ne Everyo mark. reached the 140 saying, "The more the merrier," and the M.L.C. boarders of 1944 are yet another proof of the veracity of this statement. On Monday, 14th February, boarders, old and new, big and small, invaded the School in their increased numbers, greeting our Lady Superintendent, Miss Ball, and many of last year's members of staff, to whose ranks we welcomed Miss Tulloch and Miss Wood. To aid our Staff in the preservation of peace and order in House, the following officers have been appointed:—Stephanie Elliott, Senior House Prefect; Shirley Robinson and June TreReed, Prefects; Ellen Stanton, Phyllis whella, Joan Wright and Shirley Stockdale, Wing Captains. For a few days, at the beginning of First Term, cold showers were the order of the day,

but we cheerfully accepted this minor hardship. Cold showers were probably responsible for infusing us with the super-abundance of energy which has enabled us to carry out so many activities this Term. As a whole, we wanted to contribute something to the War Loan Bursary Fund. Of course, everyone knows how faithfully we Boarders support the efforts of Forms, Houses and individuals in this matte r, but the feeling was that we should have a united "Boarders' Effort." And so, a picture night was arranged for Friday, 24th March, at the Savoy Theatre, the picture being "Bambi." The evening was a great success, and, the proceeds of a past year's effort included, we were proud to hand in our contribution of £8. The "Old Girls' " and "New Girls' " concerts provided us with two nights of hilarious entertainment. The "Old Girls" met with slight disaster on several occasions. The temporary erection of sheets, string and poles, serving as a curtain, was doomed, after repeated efforts, to collapse completely, leaving us in the strange atmosphere of an early Elizabethan theatre, where all that went on "off stage" (and a great deal more) was both visible and audible to the spectators. But greater was the chaos when "Tigger," alias Noleen Ferris, could not be found, and substitute measures had to be taken. The "New Girls' " concert was equally entertaining, but they were wise enough to have no curtain at all. "House" is again proud that four of the winners of the Music Scholarships are boarders —Robin Wright, winner of the Senior Piano Scholarship; Shirley Robinson, winner of the Violin Scholarship; Jean Williams and Diedre McCready, winners of Singing Scholarships. Early in March many of us assisted the Ministerial Choir, under Mr. Wood's direction, at the annual Methodist Overseas Missions Demonstration, held in the Town Hall. Later in the Term the Glee Singers and a number of senior Boarders attended a Y.W.C.A. meeting in the Assembly Hall, at which Mrs. Arthur Grenfell was the speaker, and several musical items were rendered by the Glee Singers. On Wednesday, 22nd March, ten senior Boarders were invited to attend a social evening at Auburn Methodist Church to celebrate

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the appointment of the Rev. Robert Williams as President of the Conference. There were musical items, several addresses, both moving and amusing, after which supper was served. Saturday, 13th May, was a joyful day for Miss Lord, a member of the resident staff, who has been with us for several years: she was married to Mr. Desmond Price at Highbury Grove Methodist Church. The Wing Captains. members of Miss Lord's own Form, and some members of Staff attended the ceremony, which was held late in the afternoon. Miss Lord will be remaining in residence until the end of this year. The boarders presented her with

a silver butter dish and knife, and gave her their very best wishes for her future happiness. Our Term finished with the very sad, but now almost established tradition, defeat of House in the House v. School Relay Race. We may not have been victorious, but we certainly did not lack enthusiasm, and, as always, we supported our team with great gusto, as they filed into position to the strains of "We are the Boarders." One day we shall win that race. And so, at the end of another happy Term, we offer sincere thanks to Miss Ball, the Resident Staff, and to all who have contributed to making it so, but let us make the next two —S.1VI. E. even better.

—Delma Blight, V.c, Berry.

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Original Contributions Butterfly. Out of long sleep I came, New thing, young thing, Drooping a damp wing Into the sunshine. Whence I came knew not, What had been cared not, How should that matter? Careless of all else, Drifting with joy, Lilting, swaying, Over the wind. I would fly everywhere, Anywhere, somewhere, Find out everything, Always for ever. Droop ye? Die ye? What care I, Laughing, flying, Waiting for my love? Coming down swiftly, Come up quickly, We two together, Up, up and down. Turn in a pirouette, No dancer better, Coyly retiring, Leading and following Over the fences, Into the twilight, Dim fluttering in darkness, Fields by the forest . . . Gay was the life, Gone like a dream, Now I am tired, Sleep, and dream it again. Sway at the lily's mouth, Fold my wings softly (Heavy with dew they are), Softly, now softly. Poor, tired butterfly, Softly, go softly. —Valerie East, Honour VI., Fitchett.

Twilight. Twilight, a dreaming twilight, covered the garden, Day's colours faded into silhouetted black. But still beside the pond A trailing curtain of pink beauty bent caressingly Down to the water's edge. And still, like crimson arrows through the shadowed waters Sped the last retiring fishes. The frogs began their mournful orchestration, The clicking as of hidden castanets, And then the deep rich plucking of the cello In minor key . . . Twilight, a dreaming twilight, covered the garden. —Ailsa G. Thomson, Honour VI., Cato.

Vaska and Sandy. They were both gentlemen, but they always came in that order—Vaska and Sandy. Vaska was a mischievous ball of fur with a little pointed face and wicked, shining eyes. Sandy was patient, enduring, old and lazy. He was always there, loyal and affectionate. The day drew to a close. Sandy, tired and tousled, after hours of laboured waddling up hill and down dale after his sprightly playmate, Sally, dragged himself in and lay down contentedly in front of the fire. Vaska, after hours of warm, fluffy sleep on a cushion, also stretched himself in front of the fire. The flames danced in his golden eyes. He rolled over on his back, put his front legs over his head, and began to box Sandy's nose. Sandy slowly and patiently moved it. Vaska tweaked his ear; Sandy moved that. Vaska started on his tail, two little paws working fast, Sandy slowly and deliberately stood up, moved away heavily and lay down on the other end of the rug. The fire warmed him, eased his tired body. His breathing became deep and regular. There was a soft pad. His nose was lightly scratched. He opened one eye. There was Vaska looking more wicked than ever, with two white, silky paws poised. Sandy gave a

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pained look around. Was there no escaping from the little wretch? There was. A slight scratching on the rug. Vaska looked alert, rolled over and crouched, his glossy back tense. Then he sprang. The hand was too quick for him. It moved away. Vaska blinked and wrinkled his pert little nose. He was gently lifted on to a warm and spacious lap. He gave one disdainful look at Sandy down on the rug, and then turned his attention to making himself as charming as possible. Sandy, enveloped by a warm glow from the fire paid no attention to this. He was already fast asleep, leaping lithely over the downiest of clouds—and, perhaps, his friend Sally was leaping over the cloud ahead. —Judith G. Leask, Pass VI.b, Fitchett

Upon his fiddle, old and worn and fragile, The gipsy minstrel soon came out to play, Of birds and beasts, of bygone springs and summers, Of wind through trees, of snow in winter's day. The gipsies listened, understanding all He played to them, and when he made more speed, They rose and in the playful, flickering shadows They danced, the oldest couple in the lead. Soon, one by one, they quietly dropped out, And slipped to caravans among the trees Till all except the little gipsy fiddler Was quiet, even to the evening breeze. —Beryl Johnson, Lower V.b, Cato

Midnight Express. I look along the silver rails, Shining in the moonlight, Peaceful, passive in the silence, Winding down the mountain side, Sleeping, sleeping. Dim, far off, a light appears, Flickers, vanishes, and comes again. I hear a rumble of rushing sound, Louder, louder, nearer, nearer. A pool of yellow racing up the track, The roar of sound is on me, Pounding, pounding. A huge black body shrieking by, Massive, towering, crushing, stifling me, Belching clouds of lurid steam. The darkness is split by a moving mass, Surrounded by its glowing light, Gleaming, gleaming; Rushing, roaring, bellowing by me, Leaving the silver rails behind it, Taking my terrors into the night, Screaming, screaming. —Rita Bower, L.V.b, Berry.

Round the Camp Fire. Through the dark trees the flicker of a fire Displayed the brightly coloured gipsy camp. The lean, brown people, dressed in clothes so gay, Were used to hardships, crime, unhealthy damp.

Clematis. The Puffing-Billy puffed, And the moon rose, And seas of mist. Gregarious groups of gums Rocked sullenly— Or so it seemed— Black, black. Behind them, Through the smoke And cinders Groped the moon, Indescribable . . . The ferns and undergrowth Loomed large, Mysterious, Moaning. Why, I know not, But the moment was such, With the cool aloof air, And the cold, queer moon, To promote a similar, Vague, and altogether Unreasoned emotion. —Ruth Beed, Honour VI., Krome,

Vignette. The vaguely cool and supercilious sky Empties condescendingly its light Over the tidy rows of brown, brown trees,

SILVER AND GREEN The orchard trees, with green turf underneath. The air is neat, All's compact . . But a saucy pine imparts a Bohemian air, To prevent the whole thing becoming Mid. Victorian , And yet, as if it could, With that Essentially modern sunlight. —Ruth Beed, Honour VI., Krome.

Nothing. I sat down and tried to think of something to write about. Not Autumn or Spring; they have been described and defined many times. My mind was a blank. There were no suggestions in it, just nothing. So I write about nothing. "What is nothing?" The state of doing nothing or being nothing. "How do you do nothing?" Just don't do anything. "You can't," says Common Sense. "Why not?" Because you're always doing something. Sitting, standing, lying, even when you are not employed in some work. So when you are asked, "What are you doing?" don't reply "Nothing," say "Something," and be truthful. Why then is the word nothing accepted in our language and in other languages? Our language came from nothing. "There you go again," says Common Sense. "There is no nothing. Even in Maths. you have 0, but there it is on the paper, and it means something. Of course, there is no meaning in nothing, even if you take it as meaning not anything. But not anything is just nothing." "Then the word nothing has no meaning," says Common Sense, "and nothing means nothing." —Glen Saleeba, L.V.b, Cato.

Sleep. With footsteps soft as falling snow She walks the night, Torturing men at her caprice; Her eyes are bright, Glittering, hard and cold like steel. She visits the murderer where he lies, And wakes him, screaming, With bloodshot eyes.

She sends him dreams of the dead man's face, Distorted and grey, In death's embrace. She denies sweet rest to the wretch in pain, And tortures him Till, half insane, With burning limbs and laboured breath, He sinks exhausted, And longs for death. By the couch of the happy lover she lingers, Sending him dreams of the loved one's face. She touches his forehead with cool, soft fingers And gently calms him when he stirs. The pink-cheeked child with heavy eyes, And tousled hair, she bends to kiss. She softly sings him lullabies, And in her arms he sinks to rest . . Sleep . . . Sleep. —Ailsa Sefton, Pass VI.b, Cato.

"6th June." On a lonely shore in Normandy a German sentry stands, And fear is dawning in his eyes, cold sweat is on his hands, For he sees (or does he sense it?) that they're coming back once more To avenge a grim departure from a not so distant shore. They are coming, yes, they're coming, to complete unfinished work. They are coming to avenge you, oh, you heroes of Dunkirk. In a lonely field in Normandy a peasant raised his eyes, And watched with dawning wonder as a dark cloud filled the skies, The roar of many thousand planes is filling all the air, The fulfilment of a promise and the answer to a prayer. They are coming, yes, they're coming, and there's not a man will shirk; They are coming to avenge you, oh, you heroes of Dunkirk.

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They are flying, they are marching, they are sailing on the sea To release the conquered peoples and set all of Europe free. It's a mighty task they're tackling, but they never will give in Till they meet their Russian Allies in the streets of old Berlin. Now it's victory after victory where your ghastly memories lurk, For to-day's your day of triumph, oh, you heroes of Dunkirk. —Pamela Slack, Diploma A, Fitchett.

The Flying Dutchman. The phantom ship sails against the moon, Its frail spars frozen to a silver stillness, And its masts eerily straining to the skies; Silently the great ship leans across the light, The cruel, callous moon climbs over the broken masts, And leaves the ship in frozen blackness To sail on into dim eternity. —Rita Bower, L.V.b, Berry.

Shoes and Ships and Sealing Wax, And Cabbages and Kings. I take size 61 in shoes. Do you? "Mercy, no!" you'll say. All you people who take threes or fours haven't anything to grumble about, viz., coupons, etc. I can hardly get any at all, no, not for sixteen coupons or £5 a pair. Not even on the black market. (I haven't tried there, but I doubt if I would be successful.) What do the so-called authorities expect people like me to do? Go around barefooted? Anybody would think it was our own fault. Is it? Ships are in the news lately. They have been since the beginning of the war. Of course, ships were noticed before, but frankly, I can't remember peace time. It must have been frightfully dull. Ships are of great importance in the bombing of Berlin. "But our ships couldn't get up the Spree, and they don't bomb; they shell." Silly, I mean airships, Ignoramus.

Postmasters use sealing wax for sealing sacks of letters. In the time of Socrates people used it for impressing signets. (Or was it from fifty to a hundred years ago?) Sealing wax is usually red. If you don't use it properly you'll get it all over your clothes. Scrape it off with a knife (or melt it off). If you do, though, be careful not to burn a hole in your frock. I don't like cabbages—because I was made to eat them. "It'll make your hair grow curly, dear." If that were true, my hair would be like a Fuzzy-Wuzzy's now. As it is, my hair is as straight as a poker. Cabbage isn't so bad chopped up finely and smothered in potato and butter, gravy, pepper and salt. I am afraid, though, that we must rule out butter. I'm positive I can't survive on six ounces of butter a week. It was hard enough on eight. The present King is George VI. He was crowned in 1937. I vaguely remember being given a medal, a flag, an apple and a bag of lollies. Henry VIII. had five or six wives. He decapitated one. She must have ragged him terribly. I am sure he wasn't as bad as he is made out to be. A cat may look at a king. —Gwenda Beed, 12 years, IV.c, Krome.

History. If I were William Conqueror, I'd have ten thousand men; I'd feed them on rice puddings, And a brown egg now and then. If I were William Rufus, I'd hate to have red hair; I'd never go out hunting, I'd sit at home' and stare. If I were Richard Lionheart, I'd go on long Crusades, And when I came back home again I'd have such grand parades. I'd hate to be King John When he signed the Magna Carta, He was very, very wicked, And he was, oh! such a tartar!

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--Ruth Pizzey, Pass VI.a, Cato

SILVER AND GREEN But I cannot be one of them, They all died long ago. You find that in your history books, And sisters tell you so. —Jennifer East, 8 years, II.a, Fitchett

A Strange Bird. "What bird can this be?" said the rook. "Can you tell?" "No, we can't," said the owls, "we are puzzled as well. It stays there, with never a hoot or a tweet, We should think it must really want something to eat." Then the wind blew, and round and round went the queer bird. "What a strange way to fly! It's really absurd," Said the rook. "If you cannot fly better than that, And get food for yourself, you will never grow fat!" —Bette Rockman, IV.a, 12 yrs., Krome.

To a Wild Rose. When first thou dawnd'st upon my sight, Thy petals dew impearled, As if mysterious night had shed Soft tears of sorrow as she sped; My heart filled with humility Before such simple majesty. Ah, tremble not lest touch of mine Such radiance should mar. Content am I to gaze on thee, Symbol of nature's artistry; And let the joyous birds reveal What such as I can only feel. Oh, sun, send not thy pitiless rays Such beauty to despoil. Beseech, I pray, thy sister, wind, Some wistful, errant breeze to send, And gently waft this lovely flower To sleep in some sequestered bower. —Margot Neville, Diploma A, Cato

21 Skipping.

The rope goes round And licks the ground. The turners sigh, "Oh, my! Oh, my!" I skip and skip, They wish I'd trip. They sing the rhymes A thousand times. They sing them fast, Until at last, I stop. —Margaret Childe, 8 yrs., II.a, Krome.

Sisters. I. "Have you . Have you a sister who turns off (or practically off) the wireless which is already se low that you need an ear-trumpet, anyway?" Have you a sister who screams at you to be quiet when you sing softly? Have you a sister who yells your head off when you go into her room to return some handkerchiefs you have obligingly ironed for her? Have you a sister who won't let you play the piano except for half an hour every night when you practise? (and you never want to then, either.) Have you a sister who locks herself up in her room and all but throws the ink bottle at you when you meekly tip-toe in to ask for the loan of a book? Have you a sister who is continually pestering you to write something for "Silver and Green"? Have you a sister who never has time to do, anything but swot? Have you a sister who regards you as the pest of the family? I have. —"Demented," IV.c, Krome. II. Don't consult your solicitor—come to us. Have you heard of our great and splendid discovery?—Quite new, copyright! Are you affected by (1) a sister who hops, jumps, skips, runs, thumps, clumps, grumps. etc., ad lib? Thou art our sister! (or brother).

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(2) Does your sister sing, wail, moan, croon, screech, yell, roar, shrill, warble, boom, etc.— ad lib?—Come to our arms. (3) And has she never a pen, ruler, rubber, pencil, blotter, dictionary, handkerchief, shoe lace, comb, temper or paper clips?—Hail! (4) And if she talks, moans, protests, pleads, gets angry, throws things, or merely makes speeches—Full sympathy, and every consideration will be given! So come and join our daily classes (2 a.m.4 a.m.). Learn how to manage these creatures! Advanced Psychology! Learn our song: "When she throws things, Merely smile, When she bellows Pause a while," etc. Send 5/- for a free pamphlet, and 21d. for postage, and, don't forget: Make your date, And don't be late, We'll meet you soon at the Anti-sorority Society. —"Batty," Honour VI.

Travelling Problems. You know what it's like to travel, Especially on a tram; You know what a job it is to get in And to get out. What a jam! I know. You get bumped and trodden on, 'Cause grown-ups are so tall, And sometimes when you're on a tram You just see nothing at all. You read in the tram about "Selfish Sue," Be sure you're not one of those; And move up when a crowd gets in, In spite of the treads on your toes. —Lorraine Edyvean, L.IV.b, Berry.

A Fire. I wonder where that big log came from? It lies diagonally across the fire, the flames of which are gradually eating it up. It has a rough surface. The colour, which was originally a sandy brown, is now singed with black. Beneath it lie the remnants of logs which, although now in small pieces, still have a few sparks of life left in them. A new reddishbrown log has been put on top, and the sap

is sizzling out one end. A big flame leaps high around the logs, while little wisps of smoke rise up the chimney out of sight. A few charred, burnt-out pieces lie on the hearth rug, while the poker and bellows look down on them from their corner. A spark flies out of the fire and lands on the rug, glows, then gives up its life. A few little flames that have a bluey tinge and are almost transparent burn in between the logs, and gradually eat away the bark. What a great comforter the fire is, and I don't think that we appreciate enough the men who cut the wood, and the mothers who lay the fires, so that we can have heat to warm our blue noses and numbed toes. —Shirley Jeffrey, L.V.b, Berry.

Dragon-fly. She sat on a mushroom, rather shy, She rustled her wings as I passed by; I stopped to see this delicate creature, I stopped to see each clear-cut feature, Her body of green, so long and straight, With markings of brown like a rusty gate; Her head of blue, with each shiny eye, Unblinking, watches life go by. Her wings relaxed, yet ready for flight, Her legs so long, and as black as night, I stopped to imprison her flimsy frame; She flashed away—I was alone again. —Marie Valkenburg, L.IV.c, Fitchett.

Evening. It was evening—low clouds, pink-edged, hid the setting sun. Gang-gangs, flapping lazily, were the only moving things. The occasional croak of a bullfrog alone broke the hush. We were off the main road, on a side track leading up to the mountains. Lower down the range white wisps of vapour curled against the dark purple of the valleys. A flock of sleek woodduck, like phantom spirits, winged their way down the river. Perfect peace lay over the bush. A dragonfly skimmed the pOol, its reflection not three inches away from its stream-lined body as it darted here and there, catching tiny gnats on the wing. It alighted on a rush, head to stem, like an airship moored to its mast.

SILVER AND GREEN Plop! Gone was the reflected scene of beauty. The pool was a sea of tiny wavelets following each other to the rush-lined edges. Each straight stem appeared as a barber's pole, its reflected image bent to the curves of the retreating wavelets. A big green frog, which had been sitting motionless on a stump at the pool's edge, had dived on the dragon-fly, and landed in the water, shattering our quiet picture. Over the rim of the mountain the moon's yellow disc appeared big and round. The quietness could nearly be felt. Everything was again at peace. What was that? An unearthly scream, from somewhere very near, started us into action. We listened. There it was again, loud and harsh, and almost above us. Two big "mountain grey" 'possums were fighting. Whether over food or a mate we will never know, but they were certainly in violent combat. The lonely barking yap of a fox came floating to us from the distance, and it was answered presently from near at hand by its mate. Harsh and cruel it sounded—menacing. I was glad I knew it was only a fox. Quietness again for a while, except for the soft hooting of a frogmouth. Then the stillness of the evening was again shattered, this time by a shrill squeal of pain and fear—a rabbit had fallen victim to a fox. Sharp teeth quickly silenced the prey. A squealing in the rushes beside the pool told a new tale of death. A rat or snake had caught the frog that lived on the stump. Its gradually fading death cries still haunted the pool. I remembered that the dragon-fly had been catching and eating mosquitoes and other small insects before being itself caught by the frog. For two years before becoming a dragonfly, when it lived in the water as a "mud-eye," it had preyed on other small insects. Tiny white moths were flying round some night-flowering plants, living on the nectar from the flowers. One fluttered into a spider's web. Its struggles were soon ended as the fat, hairy tenant dragged the delicate creature into his lair and devoured it. Then, as quick as a flash, some grey shape broke through our camp-fire light, seizing the spider and carrying him off as a titbit for a baby owlet in

some dark hollow in a great gum near by. This meal was followed by a bush rat (probably captured in the rushes), as we could tell by the pitiful squeaking. And now another grey shadow flew past, a tawny frogmouth, his beak crammed full of wriggling tree crickets, which he would feed to his infant son. And he seemed such a harmless old fellow! It was getting late now—so late that hot supper would be welcome. As we strolled off towards our tent I thought, "Who was it that said nature is red in tooth and claw?" —Rita Bower, 14 yrs., L.V.b, Berry.

The Old Man. Sitting with white hand bowed over the embers of a dying fire, Dreaming of hopes and fears and halfforgotten days. A face where fleet-foot Time unkindly laid his fingers, And he sits, nodding, and thinks and dreams, his sightless gaze Draws from the embers faces and forms beloved, and lingers Over each well-known line of face and form. And why live on? What is there left in life for him, Youth gone, And with it love, And the exhilaration of movement. But with age comes a gift, The gift of memory, To lift The curtain between age and youth, And make life sweet For those whose fire of life is nearly out. —Ailsa Sefton, Pass VI.b, Cato.

Our Sewing Circle. Miss Phoebe Cruikshanks is head of our circle, and is rather domineering in a gentle way. She is very good at lace making, and whenever she brings out her cushion we all try to observe the intricacies of the gentle craft of lacemaking. She has a modest income, we imagine, and is very genteel, managing her household admirably.

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Miss Lettice Cruikshanks is Miss Phoebe's sister. She is very shy, and if she ventures upon her own opinion of a subject, which is seldom, she is immediately and gently, but firmly, suppressed by Miss Phoebe. She is an excellent needlewoman and a very present help in time of trouble. She has a soft corner in her heart for children, and often, with Miss Phoebe's consent, has some to tea. I think Miss Hannah Mudge should be mentioned next. If she sometimes is a little acid in her manner, we try to think of her as we used to know her. Some of us can remember her in her young days, and how different she was then! It is hard to believe that the summer day is so far behind us now when pretty Hannah, with her tear-stained face, sobbed out the story of how her Ernest had suddenly eloped with a girl from the next village only a fortnight before their wedding day. But times change and so do people. She is not good at sewing, but Miss Phoebe allows her to come so that she can share the gossip without appearing to be anxious to do so. We think perhaps that the poor are not much better for her efforts. Miss Annie Thrush plays the harpsichord, and is mainly distinguished for her long, curly eyelashes and her ability to flutter the hearts of the young gentlemen. She is an orphan, who lives with Miss Phoebe and Miss Lettice. The Misses Cruikshanks could scarcely be called ladies of fashion, and yet Annie always seems to us as dainty as any young lady from London. The Misses Cruikshanks are teaching her to embroider, as the Cruikshanks household has always been distinguished for its needlework. Miss Gladys Holly is a quiet, faded, little woman who owns a small millinery shop which the Misses Cruikshanks patronise. She is very generous, and often brings around to the circle an odd scrap of left-over finery, so that the undergarments of the poor are often unexpectedly embellished with a little bow of cherry velvet. We think that Miss Holly should have been the mother of several children, because her glance continually strays in Annie's direction. She sometimes says in her quiet little voice that she is very fond of Annie, which

we know quite well, for the choicest of her scraps, like the peacock blue feather which now adorns her Sunday bonnet, or the cluster of rosebuds somehow always seem to find their way into Annie's hands. Undoubtedly the meeting of the sewing circle is the event of the week. —Judith Tredinnick, P.VI, b, Cato.

The Jazze Sonde. "Of bras they broghten bemes, and of box, Of horn, of boon, in whiche they blewe and —Chaucer. pouped." A certeyn felawe hadde a jazze bonde, Ther was non lyk, as I wol understonde, To hear hem alle hertes were sore afright, Of whiche I telle yow now, an if I myght. A barrel organ aye began hir songe, Accordien and bass, with note a-wronge, And they had drummes and tom-toms they wolde bange, For rhythm sweete cared they notahange. And some wold han guitars on which to twiddle, Kittes and celles madde wolden fiddle. And felawes tweye had turns round with a zither, Or pleyed the harp till alle was a dither. And flutes hadde they, and hautboys geye and shrille, And if a man some spare bars hadde to fille, To whistle and to catcalle hir delight, To bawl and whoop as loude as hir myght. Of saxaphones and cornets hadde they six, Which lette out swich mewing and swich squiks, As I wolde plese nat telle of any bonde, For certeyn, wold yow duck hem in the ponde. One man ther was, who madde wolden daunce And bange gongs and heads at his pleasaunce, And bawle "Hotcha!" "Zip!" and "Swinge, boys!" Avoy, thought I, ne never swich a noyse! And whan that they had doon, with myght and meyn, Forsooth, they wolden sterte up ageyn! —Valerie East, Honour VI., Fitchett.

SILVER AND GREEN Diaries. Several times in my life I have endeavoured to keep a diary. I have filled in my name, address, size in hats, size in gloves, telephone number, ration book number, birthday, age, "in case of accident please notify," etc. Then I open the page on the 1st of January and give a minute description of my doings that day. This goes on for the duration of the holidays. At the end of the book I start in the cash section, 1/3 per week. Then a birthday comes, and a few shillings disappear. I forget to enter a few fares, then I give it up. When school starts the diary becomes monotonous. "Went to school" is the by-word. Then in April, if I am lucky, the diary becomes discarded altogether—for another year. —Elizabeth Wood, L.V.a, Fitchett. Shoes. Shoes are peculiar things, They carry both peasants and kings. In softest of leather, As fine as a feather, Walks the king, and he thinks, but ne'er sings The peasant clumps slowly, In clogs which are lowly, And wishes that he were on wings. But in spite of all this He gives Bess a good kiss, And he sings for the joy that it brings. —Kay Loney, IV.a, Fitchett. Things I Like. I like to eat a strawberry ice Upon a summer's day. I like to eat a warm brown egg Straight from the hen and hay. I like to peep inside a pram And find a baby there. I like to see its pretty smile And curly, golden hair. I like to hear a babbling brook Fall down a mountain pass. I like to hear my mother's ring Click as she wipes a glass. I like to smell the roadman's tar A-boiling in his pot. I like to smell the bacon fry, It smells so good and hot.

I like to feel a satin smooth, And stroke it by my face. I like to make a hill of sand And pat it into place. —Catharine Childe, 10 yrs., III.b, Krome Bores. The most uninteresting person in the world is a bore, as you probably know. Of course, there are many types of bores. The best-known one is "the boaster," whose conversation usually runs something like this: "And there I was, alone in the boat, this huge fish almost tugging me over. Perhaps it's a shark, I thought. I played out the line, so tiring the fish. I must have been out there for at least—er—two hours, gamely defying the fish to escape me. After a long struggle I managed to secure the prize—a huge thirteen-pounder flathead. I then—" and so it goes on, while you politely try to stifle the yawns which arise in your throat. The second type, still very well known, is a "know-all," trying to explain to you the workings of the intricate car's engine, or the way a fountain pen works, or how to play some sort of game. Take baseball, for instance! His conversation usually runs something like this: "You see, there are nine (or is it ten?) players in a baseball team. There's a bowler (or is it pitcher?) —but that doesn't matter— and a catcher, and a player on first base, second base, and so on. The hitter comes in (or is it batter?) However, that doesn't matter, and the ball is (a hard ball, of course) pitched in an underarm movement (or is it an overarm movement?) Anyway, I think you may do it either way. The batter then hits the ball (or tries to, ha! ha!), and runs to first base. It's a funny thing, though. I've never missed hitting the ball once! Then—" This goes on for some time, until you get a chance to tell him that you can play baseball, thank you, and would he like to see the view from the window? Then, of course, there's the person who will insist on being funny, and who will tell old jokes. His conversation probably runs something like this— But perhaps I'm boring you! —Barbara Astridge, L.V.b, Fitchett.

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At Dusk. (Translation of "Au crepuscule," by Maurice Rollinat.) Evening, Its ashen-black light Sheds a velvet sheen, And fantastic beauty Over the ravine. Suddenly, The stagnant, dead water Is lit by the moon, Like a blazing torch Held aloft on a tomb. Meanwhile, From the crimson air, All shadows fly; White mill, yellow bridge, Green hemp-field against the sky. Between Half-pink, half-blanched Water-lilies, there growing, One sees the soul Of the river flowing. —Glen Tomasetti, P.VI.b, Cato

A Bush Fire. One day in the new year, when we were having morning tea, the telephone rang. It was our neighbour, saying that there was smoke from a fire in the south. As soon as we saw it, apparently just about a mile from our house we threw an axe, spades and shovels and a three-gallon can of water and hose in the car, and left. The axe was for cutting firebeaters out of branches from trees, and might have proved useful in cutting down fences to let out stock, and the spades and shovels were for miscellaneous purposes. As we had lost all our best land, a fence that had been burnt with the house years ago and put up again, sheep yards and the covering of an artesian well in a fire two days before Christmas Day, we were very worried about another fire. The car was driven as fast as possible towards the smoke, which seemed to be spreading. However, the roads took us so much out of our way that we had

travelled three miles before we came to the fire. It was in a large, grassy paddock, beside a dried-up swamp full of great dead trees, logs and stumps that would have burnt for weeks if they had all caught. In the paddock were a house and sheds also. Luckily, there was very little wind, and the fire brigade arrived soon, as the fire was bearing down on the house very quickly when we arrived. Men were beating the flames to keep them from the swamp, which stretched for half a mile, and after Father had cut us beaters from a tree, we joined in, though not in a very dangerous area. Father disappeared in the smoke, and left us beating at flames that crept along in the grass towards the swamp in such a way that while we were beating some the others we thought were out would light up again and sidle past. I thought it was fun at first, except for the fear of the house burning, or our property next to the burning paddocks catching alight, but after I had been there a few hours and was feeling like roast mutton outside and a parched desert within, I changed my mind. Smoke was blowing in my eyes, and my tongue felt like sandpaper, and several times I went back towards the swamp to be in fresher air and to see again. I was not in an area where there was much fire at all, and even the main part of the fire could not be compared with the terrible one before Christmas, but I never want to see another fire again, even for excitement's sake. Part of the swamp had caught, and was fiercely burning, and the fire had reached right up to the gates of the house, but was checked just in time. This was really a very small fire, but the one before Christmas had burnt on a twenty-mile front in a wind that was almost a hurricane, and had destroyed hundreds of sheep, turkeys and other creatures. We had not been allowed to help fight that one, as it swept across the country with such terrible force that it would have been almost impossible to escape from it had we been in front. Mother and I had driven ahead of it in the car watching the men burning a break to try and stop it, but the wind came up

SILVER AND GREEN stronger than ever, and the flames, reaching above the treetops, came roaring across the paddocks at such a rate that no break could ever have stopped them. As we were starting the car to drive out of its path, we saw a man running in front, and he looked like Father. He was stumbling along with his hand on his side, and then dropped to a walk, but, glancing over his shoulder and seeing the fire coming closer, he started to run again. It was terrible watching, as we did not know whether to go or not. However, when he came closer we were very relieved to see that he was not Father, and he was making for a car parked behind ours by some trees—a car in which he could escape. There were two casualties at that fire—one a soldier who had a broken arm from a branch of a tree falling on him, and another a crushed foot. Several men had a narrow escape when they were driving a truck, and I should imagine that dozens of others had minor burns. The fire in the end of the swamp was not permitted to spread, although burning fiercely, and, after the other areas had been put out, the fire brigade went and left the locals to take care of what remained. We boiled the billy on some coals after ransacking our house for every quantity of tea, milk, sugar, butter, bread and meat available. Although there were only a few cups and not enough water to wash them, and flies, ants and pieces of bark kept getting mixed with the tea, everyone had at least five cupfuls each, and declared it was the best tea they had ever tasted. It was decided that someone would have to remain there all night to watch in case a wind sprang up. Father, who is a lieutenant in the brigade, volunteered to stay, so we all stayed, too. My brother and I walked around the swamp area with Father that night, while he shovelled the wood together to make it burn more quickly, and at about two o'clock in the morning I decided to try to have a sleep, so lay down on the ground under a huge gum tree. It was comfortable, but for some reason I could not sleep. At five we boiled the billy and had breakfast, which consisted on one piece

of bread each toasted at the coals of a burning log. The toasting fork was made from a piece of fencing wire twisted in two prongs around a stick about five feet long, and even then our faces were scorched by the heat as we toasted the bread and ourselves at the same time. At ten in the morning the relieving party came, so we returned home, very hungry and tired. However, there was not a thing we could eat there, so we had to prepare to go to the nearest town, eight miles there and eight back again. In the end we were able to sit down to a big dinner that evening, although we were too tired to eat much, with the prospect of two nights' and a day's sleep ahead. —Betty Probst, V.d, Fitchett.

On the Abolition of Exams. It was not my fault. After all, it was exam. time, and at such a time anything might happen. It was there in ray textbook (see "The Common People," Cole and Postgate), and it only required a little reshaping and reducing to appear like this: Mrs. Besant Accidentally Brought seven hundred match girls out On strike. But this was nothing more than a Mere spark. The blaze was yet to come. The gasworks followed In an electric atmosphere. 'Tis little wonder that A small dispute Might cause a grand explosion. The dock workers, Like water from a burst pipe, Bore Stinking onions, Old fish heads, And meat made indescribable by age. The flood poured on To Hyde Park. The dockers' tanner gleamed . . 'Twas Labour's Lucknow. I have looked again, and, although I cans, see where it came from, I find that the account

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was really more prosaic. Still I have discovered from the index that Mrs. Besant, the cause of it all, was named Annie. —A.G.T.

Butter Rationing. The task of dividing the butter into six 6-oz. slabs came round each Tuesday, with the usual amount of bantering and arguments. The first time we tried it, well You see, we had three pounds of butter to divide into six 6-oz. slabs, so naturally there would be some over. Don't ask how much, as I am not a mathematician. First, I produced a ruler to measure the butter lengthways, but as it was rather inky, proof of hard usage, it was not a very clean process. So mother's tape measure was found among my small brother's toys—(please don't ask how it got there, as there might be serious consequences brotherwards)—and the length of the butter was measured. The middle was found, and it was cut in half. Then came the very weighty problem—(you couldn't do it by algebra) —of taking 2 oz. away from the half-pound. How could we do it when the measurements were unequal? A solution was found. We would just guess it. Guessing, I might add, is definitely not a good way of dividing butter. Take, for example, father's portion, which was made up of two 3-oz. blocks cut from three separate halfpounds. No block was the same size, and the whole 6 oz. put together was only about twothirds of my youngest sister's share. In our family, if you happen to get an especially small 6 oz., you divide it into seven portions. But generally on Sunday you find there is no more butter left, so you will be butterless till Tuesday. Why? The answer is that it was all finished up on Friday when you made some toffee. —Shirley Jeffrey, L.V.b, Berry.

Wrapped by a living filigree of cells, I burrow, cleaving the earth for my palaces, Clean smooth tunnels winding from the darkness, Where low and cool lie the long-dead autumn leaves, Up to the moving air, washing new the leaf blades, Up to the young shoots wet with the morning. But comes a movement not of the wind. I dive Down through my noiseless world to dim security, For there are birdbeaks would engulf me, And there are man-things would heedless crush me, And the noise of their coming shakes my earth, And the stiff grass is flattened under their feet. Say they with speech, and sight, and hearing, That we, having none of those, have nothing. Have we no hearts, or souls, or pain, or fear? Can only the privileged understand the angels? But I, being eyeless, weep not. Who else then should mourn if a worm dies? —Valerie East, Honour VI., Fitchett.

Big Chief Koolawara Goes Hunting. Big Chief Koolawara Goes hunting to-day, Hurrah for Big Chief Koolawara, Hurrah, hurrah, hoo-ray! He killed a grizzly bear, he did, And a rabbit as brisk as a hare, he did. "The bear I shall have for my tea, The rabbit for breakfast," said he. "The rabbit skin for Cuddly One, My little baby full of fun. I'll give my wife the grizzly's fur To make a winter cloak for her.

The Worm. From the rich, dark earth I come in the dawnlight, Rippling and curving in the ecstasy of morning, Through the topsoil woven by the roots of the grasses,

"The head and claws just for myself, To hang upon my mantelshelf, And all will shout with might and main, `Our Koolawara's back again!' " —Jennifer East, 8 yrs., II.a, Fitchett.

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EDITOR: AILSA THOMSON.

EDITORIAL To-day the world is becoming increasingly a world of science, and more attention is being paid to this subject in education. "Science in Industry" forms a part of our Matriculation English study, while the gradual development of science is a topic for Matriculation History. The history of science, although it is a story of amazing developments in a short space of time, is, from one point of view at least, a sad one. It is a story of great minds offering great discoveries to mankind, and mankind, in its stupidity, misusing or failing to use fully these discoveries. The most obvious example of this is in the sphere of warfare, but there are others. Although the mind of man has evolved methods whereby enough commodities can be produced for all, yet man has found no way for all to share these commodities. Although science has promised that "eventually more men will be employed upon labour of a better kind," so far it has been prevented from making good that promise. Instead, the Beveridge Plan envisages a group of 10 per cent. permanently unemployed, and is satisfied with the inevitability of this. Such things

are not the fault of science, but are due to extraneous circumstances, which can, and should, be altered. Science in itself,, however, is not enough, for it is written, "Man shall not live by bread alone." Science leaves little room for the imagination, and it is no substitute for religion. Yet this should not blind us to the fact that science offers great possibilities, for the most part unexplored, and that so far man has failed, and failed miserably, to use intelligently all the gifts which science has offered. The amount which has been achieved in medical science gives eloquent proof of what can be done. It is a good thing that science is receiving more attention in education, for through education lies the path to reform, and an increasing knowledge of scientific possibilities may help Man to lose his instinctive dread of the unproved. We must look forward to this "new world" promised by science, not as a remote possibility, but as something in which we have a vital part to play, in instituting, as well as accepting, change.

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School Diary (Events, such as school matches, open period speakers and staff music recitals, which are reported elsewhere in this issue, are not chronicled here.) June— Tuesday, 6th—We "Once again assembled here" for a very important term. Saturday, 17th—The choir sang "The Lord Is My Shepherd" at Miss Anderson's wedding in Auburn Church, and a goodly percentage of the School was present. Friday, 30th—Boarders' annual "Birthday Night" was celebrated with due spirit. Again the boarders excelled themselves 'n presenting a very fine entertainment. July— Wednesday, 5th—The Staff played a basketball match against the Prefects. By fair means or foul, the Staff were victorious. Congratulations, Staff! Monday, 17th—Our mid-term holiday and the occasion of a Walking Club hike-"destination unknown." Friday, 21st—The Staff once again to the fore in a concert for the Old Collegians' Library Appeal. We schoolgirls were left gasping at the wonderful talent revealed by our Staff. We "dips our lid" to them. Thursday, 27th—On this day and on Friday recitals were given by students of the Music School. On the Saturday afternoon some of the senior students played movements from several concertos. August— Friday, 18th— "The darkness trembled, and the sound Of sudden music woke the night." The music this particular evening, when O'Neill College, MacRobertson Girls' High School and our own sister school, Elsternwick M.L.C., were our guests at a musical evening, was not only "sudden," but very beautiful and interesting for all concerned. Saturday, 19th—Our Dramatic Society gave a demonstration at the Kew Art Festival. Saturday, 26th—The Madrigal Singers presented specimens of their work at the Kew Art Festival.

Monday, 28th—The Senior House music contests. A well-deserved victory went to Cato. September— Friday, 1st—"Fair before us lies the way" for a fortnight at least. End of Term II. Tuesday, 19th—"Time for work" in earnest, as for most of us exams. are even nearer than in previous years. Thursday, 28th—"Back to School Day." Mr. Wood welcomed Old Collegians, and Miss Kathleen Kelly, President of the Club, delivered a brief address. The Dramatic Society and Madrigals provided a programme for the Old Collegians. Friday, 29th—The first day of music exams. at school. They were continued on Saturday, 30th September; Wednesday, 4th October; Saturday, 7th, and Saturday, 14th, and there were two examiners on most of these days. The Principal conducted a School Service in Open, basing his address on the initial letters of the Houses—B for British, C for Christian, F for Family, K for Knowledge. October— Tuesday, 3rd—The M.L.C. Choir sang at the Thanksgiving Service for the late President of the Methodist Conference, the Rev. Robert Williams, by whose sudden death the Church and the School have been sorely bereaved. Thursday, 5th—Our Staff in the limelight again!—this time as seen through the eyes of Honour VI. in a play, "Through Darkest Pondelayo." Friday, 6th—A round-table debate was held here with M.C.E.G.S. As usual, this debate, although perhaps not orthodox, created plenty of laughter and fun. Tuesday, 10th—Egg Day, with a record of over 3080 eggs and £2 in cash. Friday, 13th—The choir broadcast from 3AR in the "Music for Schools" session. Miss Flockart received many letters of appreciation from friends and others who listened in.

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Friday, 3rd—Recital of verse and drama in Fitchett Hall, given by the Dramatic Society. Friday, 10th—Lower Middle School Music Recital. Sunday, 12th—Reception of nineteen boarders into church membersrip at Auburn Methodist Church. Wednesday, 29th—School Communion Service. December— Friday, 8th—Parents' Day. Thursday, 14th —Speech Night. —J.W.W.

School Activities Devotional Notes. In these days when Church Union is a much discussed question, those who attended Devotional were most interested in the extracts Mr. Wood read to us about the origin of the different Churches and the gradual development of their methods of worship through the centuries. We also learned something of the lives cf the early Christians, the trials and hardships they endured, and their implicit faith in the willing. ness of God to answer prayer. For example, the humble St. Monica, the mother of Augustine, realised God's wisdom and love in answering prayer, and so ought we to bring our troubles and desires to God that we may live a better Christian life. We much appreciate the able leadership of Mr. Wood, who has helped us to realise still more that "The best of all is God is with us." —L.F. and M.R.

Reception of Church Members. At the Methodist Church, Auburn, on Sunday evening, 12th November, the annual service for the reception of boarders into church membership was held. The service was conducted by the Rev. Professor A. E. Albiston, M.A., B.D., and the Principal. It was a memorable occasion for all boarders, and those received into membership

will cherish memories of the charm and impressiveness with which Professor Albiston preached from the text, "As many as received Him to them gave He power to become the children of God" (John 1: 12). The boarders received into membership were presented with inscribed Bibles, the gift of the Scholl Council. The Sacrament of the Lord's Supper was administered to the new members a: the conclusion of the reception service. The following nineteen boarders were received into membership:—Marjorie Bailintine, Joyce Barr, Nancy Broadbent, Betty Brown, Winsome Browne, Loris Ca!der, Beryl Close, Lorace Dorman, Gwen Dunoon, Marion Fenton, Joan Harper, Gwenda Jenkin, Elsie Knight, Gwyneth Lane, Shirley Procter, Joan Rowe, Dorothy Start, Jill Stuchbery, Joyce Winburn.

Bible Study Fellowship. "The nearer one gets to God, the more good one can and will do for his fellow-men." In our circles this year we have discussed topics appertaining to the state of the world to-day,. and how we, as the future members of the community, can best serve our fellow-men as He directed us to do. Apart from problems in our daily lives, we have discussed such questions as "Is it possible to live a Christian life in the world as it is to-day?"

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Rev. Rex Mathias spoke at our opening service on 6th July on the gambling spirit, which tries to obtain much for very little. We have had exceptionally interesting and varied speakers in our open periods. Mrs. Maling, who nursed in a hospital in Tanganyika, told us of her experiences among the illiterate people of that State. Miss Simon, headmistress of Mowbray Girls' School, Kandy, Ceylon, compared the life of her schoolgirls with ours. Rev. and Mrs. Keislar, American missionaries from India, enlightened us about that land of strange people and strange beasts. Rev. H. to Mt. Dewey, also an American returnin Hermon School, near Darjeeling, India, told us about children of missionaries and officials of many nationalities who work together with one aim. Unfortunately, owing to a very full term, it has been impossible to arrange a party for children of a City Mission. Instead of this, donations are being given by the girls of the various circles to provide an entertainment for the children of the South Melbourne Mission. We should like to thank the staff very much for the help and interest they have willingly given, and especially Miss Betts and Miss —M.L.W. Horsman, our presidents.

International Relations Group. To stimulate interest in post-war reconstruction and in Australia's economic policy has been the aim of the discussions of the International Relations Group during the last two terms. We have dealt with the proposals of the Bretton Woods conference, held for the purpose of discussing the establishment of an international bank for post-war reconstruction, and trade unionism and arbitration courts have also been discussed. Beside the exercise of our intellect, we have undertaken the beautification of the senior girls' common room, in which we hope to enjoy our winter meetings. Window seats have been provided, and attractive material is being converted into curtains by some of our number. The I.R.G. speakers during these last two terms have given us some exceptionally interesting addresses during open periods. Professor A. F. Thomas, who has been a professor of languages at the Tokio University for fifteen years, addressed us on Japan and Australia's

post-war relations with that country; Mrs. Bunton spoke on the New Life Movement in China; Mrs. Kremer spoke about her native country, Holland; Flight Officer Jean Train, who is attached to the Liaison Office of the R.A.F. in Australia, told us how the war has affected the children of Britain, and about the work of an English W.A.A.F.; the Rev. J. McKie, who was assistant chaplain-general to the Australian forces in the Middle East, addressed us in our Armistice Day service. Our sincere thanks are due to Miss Guyett for her unfailing interest and enthusiasm, —S.R. which have inspired us this year.

Debating Club Notes. Once again the talkative members of the School have taken their opportunities for exercising their talents, and we are pleased to report that the standard of debating has improved considerably. This is due largely to Mrs. Nurse and Miss Powell, who have guided their efforts. Interschool amity has been strengthened by our round table discussions with Melbourne Boys' Grammar School and Tintern. The meeting with Tintern was the first of its kind that we have had with that school,, and we hope this will become a regular feature. It is enlightening to attend such functions as these, because every participant has his or her own views, and does not hesitate to express them. At the discussion with Melbourne Grammar School someone ventured to comment on the subject of "The Benefits of Science," that although modern foods ruin our teeth, science gives us new ones. Excitement ran high at the House debating contests, because all the Houses were very evenly matched. Last term Fitchett and Krome debated on the Referendum, but Fitchett was not as successful as the case it supported. Krome went on to a final debate with Berry on the controversial subject of "Modern Art." We congratulate Krome for its success on win—F.B. and V.E. ning the debating cup.

Social Service Notes. This year our activities in connection with social service work have had an even wider range than usual. The girls have been enthusiastically making toys and woollies for the

SILVER AND GREEN Bombed Children of Britain Appeal. A very large parcel was made up and sent through "The Women of the University," and a cheque for £32/10/- was forwarded for the same cause. Egg Day for the hospitals was a record this year, with a total of 3085 eggs and £2 in donations. During the year donations of clothes and money have been sent the Red Cross and Comforts Funds, and to the various missions and kindergartens which the Forms help to support. We should like to thank Mrs. Wood and the members of staff who have assisted with the War Savings Group. The total amount collected is now £1787. By various efforts on the part of the Forms, including sales of sweets and entertainments such as the lunch-hour play, "Through Darkest Pondelayo," which realised £16. we have brought the War Loan Bursary Fund to £1080 Many other appeals have been well supported, including the Prince Henry Hospital appeal, for which £18 was collected. The School is very grateful for the work done by the Social Service Captains and for the help and encouragement given by Miss Dahle and the other mistresses concerned with this work.

French Club Notes. Besides the very enjoyable meetings, which we held throughout the year, there has been an innovation in the form of an afternoon of French plays given by a number of public schools. This took place on Friday, 18th August, at the Union Theatre, Melbourne University, and representatives from P.L.C., Lauriston, St. Michael's C.E.G.G. School, University High School and M.L.C. presented a number of short sketches. Madame Taylor concluded a very pleasant afternoon by showing us a number of lantern slides On Saturday, 22nd July, after spending the morning at the annual Alliance Francaise exams., the members of the French Club met at "Lauriston." We had a most enjoyable time, playing games, and singing, and later our hostesses entertained us with charades. Later in the term we had a meeting at P.L.C., to which, unfortunately, the "Lauriston" girls were unable to come. The afternoon was a

great success. We were very pleased that Madame Goodwin and Mademoiselle Bracquart were able to attend both these functions. We have had a most enjoyable year, and hope that next year's members will meet with equal success, not forgetting, while enjoying themselves, that one of the main objects of our meetings is to support the Free French Movement. —S.M.E.

Walking Club Notes. Owing to the numerous activities at School this year, the attendance at our .hikes has been much lower than usual, but we feel sure that those who have attended have thoroughly enjoyed themselves. In First Term about fifty of us hiked from Mitcham to Warrandyte, where we cooked our chops and had lunch in a beautiful spot by the river. Afterwards a few went swimming, while others rested their weary bones At about 3 o'clock, with Ringwood as our objective, we set off along the road again, leaving behind some weaklings to return by bus. After a long but very enjoyable walk, everybody managed to arrive at Ringwood in time to catch the 6.10 train home. Two other hikes were held, from Burwood to Boronia and through Fern Tree Gully, and from Fern Tree Gully by the narrow gauge train to Gembrook. From there we hiked back to Lakeside and enjoyed lunch. Special thanks are due to our President, Miss Christensen, and other staff members, who have given up their time to attend the hikes, and save us from "flood, fire and fan..;ne." —D.I.P.

Library Notes. f orty-f our— and hundred "Nineteen what?" was the thought in the minds of many girls when they heard last year that a fulltime librarian had been appointed. Well, it has proved a very interesting and successful year in the library. The new system has. run smoothly and efficiently; the library itself, though still far too small, unfortunately—(all contributions to the O.C.C. Library Appeal will be gratefully received!) —has been beautified considerably by the addition of scores of new books and a wide variety of pictures and flowers, and, at last, we have a showcase in

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the cloisters, where pictures and cuttings are displayed and library news advertised. The talks given in the Library have continued to maintain an amazingly high standard, and we feel that this must be due largely to the excellent training given us by Miss Dwyer. Of special interest to the musical girls were the talks given by Linnell Wood, who spoke on Bach, and Margaret Reynolds. Leonore Marsh and Loris Figgins, who spoke on "The Peer Gynt Suite." Several talks on poets were given: Lesley Manfield spoke on Rabindranath Tagore, the Indian poet; Betty Knuckey told the story of "The Dauber," by John Masefield; Glen Tomasetti spoke about the works of the American poet, Robert Frost; and Miss Christensen very kindly spoke to us about another American, Stephen Benet. Quite a different note was struck by Miss Lindsay, who told us about "The Origin of Drama." Other interesting talks were given by Ailsa Thomson, who spoke on Mary Webb; Lesley Hogg, on Kipling; Barbara Smith, on the lives of the Brontë sisters; Shirley Robinson, on "Wuthering Heights," and Janet Wood, on Thomas Hardy. Judith Leask gave a talk—more especially for the juniors—on Christopher Robin. This Term the Story Club has amalgamated with the seniors, and the arrangement is proving most satisfactory. The Thursday lunch-hour, originally reserved for the Story Club, has been given over to the girls of the Lower Fourths, who do reference work at that time. These, and many other girls, are being taught how to make the best use of the library. So that the girls will understand the system thoroughly, Mrs. Taylor gives regular lessons in library practice to various groups. Already one whole Form, L.V.a., attends these lessons, and it is hoped that other Forms will follow their example next year. These classes are helping to keep the School, as a whole, informed about our activities, as are the Form library representatives, whose business it is to tell the girls all 'the library news, as well as reminding them when books are overdue. We should like to thank all those who have so generously presented books to the library this year. These include Ruth Beed, Mr. East, Lieut.-Cdr. Ward, the Book Depot and Broken Hill Proprietary. We also thank the committee for its enthusiasm and co-operation, and,

most of all, Mrs. Taylor, who has worked tirelessly to put our library "on the map," and whose efforts have resulted in the M.L.C. library being mentioned in the press as the most progressive school library in Australia. —J.C.D.

Senior Mathematics Group. Although the Senior Mathematics Group has not met often this year,, the girls feel that the meetings have been both instructive and interesting. To add interest this year, some of the girls have given lecturettes on different topics. One of these lecturettes was about Pythagoras, whose work appears more remarkable in that it had to be kept secret, as it was contrary to Greek beliefs at that time. His work was continued by disciples after his death. As a child Descartes was an invalid, so was able to meditate, but in later life, to secure quietness, he did a unique thing—he went to war. His most important work was concerned with analytical geometry. Another mathematician about whom we have learnt is Pascal, who started to work some of Euclid's geometrical theorems at the age of twelve. It is interesting to note that he cured toothache by thinking out the problem of cycloids. It was he who devised the first calculating machine. Newton, of whom we hear so much, had many interests in life besides science and mathematics. He was a man of affairs, and became Master of the Mint. Besides learning about mathematicians, we have discussed other topics such as magic squares and the application of mathematics to architecture. It is stated that the most beautiful architecture is that which consists of simple proportions in lengths, breadths, heights and in simple relations between certain angles drawn from a central point to various places of a building. We were very interested in the simple relationships between the lengths of sections of the perfect human body. Alas! we found that the majority of people are far from perfect. To Miss Kellaway, who has given so much of her time to this group, and to the girls who have helped to make the meetings success—J•J• ful, we give our sincere thanks.

—C. Stuart

Tompkins. PREFECTS. Back Row: Ellen Thorne, Wendy Taylor, Betty Stahl. Second Row: Jean Davey, Ailsa Thomson, Leonore Marsh, Margaret Barber, Shirley Robinson, Ruth Beed. Front Row (from left): Margaret Reynolds, Barbara Smith, Margaret Cadd, Janet Wood (Senior Prefect), Stephanie Elliott, June Austin. June Reed.

—C. Stuart Tompkins. HOUSE PREFECTS AND WING CAPTAINS. left to Right: June Reed, Shirley Robinson, Phyllis Trewhella, Stephanie Elliott (Senior House Prefect), Shirley Stockdale, Ellen Stanton, Joan Wright.

—C. Stuart Tompkins. TENNIS TEAM. Back Row: Irene Griffiths, Gay Cotton, Elma Bugge, Joyce Bottomer. Second Row: Yvonne Robinson, Shirley Ellingsen, Barbara Smith. Front Row: Dorothy Purvis (capt.), Audrey Isaacs.

—C. Stuart Tompkins. BASEBALL TEAM. From Left: Beverley Rogers (vice•capt.), Margaret Day (capt.), Dorothy Purvis, NoeIle Schollenberger, Betty Black, Judy Heley, Nancy Edmunds, Shirley Munro, Betty Stevens.

SILVER AND GREEN The Sub-Intermediate Mathematics Club. The Sub-Intermediate Mathematics Club has met fairly frequently during the past year under the leadership of Miss Kellaway. We should like to explain to girls who are interested in this club that the maths. we do are not the ordinary algebra and geometry, but all sorts of interesting puzzles and problems, magic squares and the division of words into each other. We have also made a study of fallacies, that is the discovering of mistakes in proofs which seem correct. For example, we proved that 1 = 2 by algebra, and also thaz a scalene triangle was an isosceles one, and we discerned the mistakes in the proofs. This was very interesting, and we all enjoyed it very much. We thank Miss Kellaway very much for devoting so many of her lunch hours to us. We all appreciate this very much. —D.H. and R.S.

House Notes. As the School has increased its enrolment, the Houses have grown larger in numbers. There are over 250 girls in each House this year. Personal contact between members of the Houses is thus more difficult than formerly. At the beginning of the year, however, one House was enterprising enough to hold a party in the gym. after school one day. Another House, realising the difficulty of maintaining contact between its various sections and instilling "House spirit" into its members, has appointed Form representatives, one girl in each Form—an idea surely worth considering, especially now when responsibility should be shared as much as possible. The Senior girls, on whom most of the responsibility rests, feel very strongly that after the war a distinguishing badge for each House, worn by every girl, would help in making House members known to one another. Debating laurels go to Krome. All Houses presented very able teams, and competition was extremely keen. Cato deservedly won the senior music contests. The adjudicator, Dr. Floyd, declared the standard of performance in all spheres was exceptionally high this year. Krome won the middle section contests.

The First Term swimming sports were won by Fitchett. The Third Term sports have not, as yet, been held. Krome won the senior athletic sports by a narrow margin, and Fitchett won both the middle and junior sections. Our thanks are due to the sports mistresses, on whom the task of organising House sporting fixtures falls. We particularly thank the House mistresses who undertake House leadership and who inspire us to greater things by their —J.W.W. influence.

Boarders' Notes. Friday, 30th June.—The first impertant event in Second Term is one of the mos- important in a boarder's year—Birthday Night. In spite of certain differences, which we thought it desirable to make in these days, such as the absence of long frocks and presentation of bouquets to members of staff, the atmosphere was no less gay and festive. Our supply of stars and streamers was brought out once again, and, under skilful hands, the dining hall was converted into a room of great splendour and beauty. After a most enjoyable tea, the boarders welcomed their day-girl friends and proceeded to entertain them in Fitchett Hall in a fashion which even surpassed that of past years. Saturday, 8th July.—About fifty of us spent a most enjoyable day at Mt. Evelyn, with Miss Whitelock and Miss Tulloch as our harassed chaperons. Thursday, 20th July.—We were sorry to lose Miss Buckland from our staff, and welcomed in her place one who, not so long ago, was one of us, Miss Lynda Jewell. Thursday, 27th July.—A party of boarders attended a performance of "Escape" given by the Wesley College Dramatic Society. Saturday, 29th July.—A number of us were fortunate enough to attend an excellent performance of "Hamlet," given by the Queen's College Players at the Union Theatre. Saturday, 26th August.—After much thought and preparation, four of us arranged a most enjoyable evening of games, competitions and dancing in the gym. Friday, 1st September.—"There's no place like home!"

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Monday, 18th September.—"We greet again the rule we knew." We also greeted as a new member of the resident staff, Miss Dawe, who came in place of Miss Jewell. Saturday, 23rd September.—Another enjoyable evening was spent in the gym., this time a Fancy Dress Ball, arranged by five roommates. Wednesday, 27th September.—A small group of music enthusiasts attended the Annual University Conservatorium Concerto Festival, and had a most enjoyable evening. Thursday, 28th September.—The majority of boarders attended the Hymn Festival in Auburn Methodist Church, under the leadership of our Principal. We joined in this inspiring service with representatives from the Methodist churches of the eastern suburbs. Sunday, 1st October.—We were most distressed to hear of the passing of our dear friend and minister, Rev. R. Williams, President of the Conference, and those among us who belong to special choir felt it a privilege to sing the anthem at the funeral service. Tuesday, 24th October.—We were sorry that Ellen Stanton, a boarder for nine years, had to leave us to take a position. Although it is customary to conclude in this strain, we mean it no less sincere!? when we say a hearty "Thank you" to Miss Ball and the members of the resident staff. Many of us are undoubtedly looking forward to returning next year, and to those for whom this Term is the last, "Good-bye, good luck to —S.M.E. you."

Music Notes There was a record entry in the Music School this year, necessitating a "waiting list" and more additions to the Staff. At the end of last year we were sorry to lose Mrs. Kelson, Miss Margaret McCutcheon, Miss Mary Macleod, and Miss Betty Chisholm, who was released in order to give full time to Elsternwick M.L.C. In their place we welcomed Miss Jean Beddoe, Mus.Bac., piano; Miss Audrey Walklate, Mus.Bac., piano; Miss Doris Hadden, piano; Mrs. Leslie Middleton, singing. In Second Term Miss Anderson left us to be married, and in her place we welcomed Miss Wilma Burgin, Mus.Dip. Miss Joan Bazeley is teaching the organ students, and also the

musical appreciation classes of sub -intermediate and intermediate standards, which Miss Horlock had taken last year. In Second Term we greeted Miss Jean Lehmann, Mus.Dip., violin, who took Miss Jean Haslam's students, and Miss Vonda Mayer, clarinet, who took the place of Mr. Pettifer, who had to resign owing to broadcasting duties. As usual, at the beginning of the year, the Scholarship tests were held, Dr. Floyd and Miss Lorna Stirling again adjudicating. A new scholarship was given this year by E. A. Wright, Esq. The generosity of the donors of scholarships is greatly appreciated, and to them we give special thanks. The successful competitors are as follow:—Senior Piano (gift of J. T. Tweddle, Esq.), Robin Wright; Singing (gift of late Sir Aaron Danks), Marjorie Baulch and Jean Williams; Junior Piano (gift of Miss Annie Danks), Joan Fetherstone and Valda Vaughan; Violin (gift of Mrs. Yehudi Menuhin), Shirley Robinson; Orchestral (gift of Mrs. Karl Kumm), Valerie Rowe and Estelle Nichols; Orchestral (gift of Mrs. F. J. Cato), Judith Heley and Betty Knuckey; Open (gift of Mrs. A. E. Alcock), Deirdre McCready and Margaret Rowe; Open (gift of Mrs. A. Hay Hedley), Ruth Anderson; Open (gift of A. E. Wright, Esq.) , Margaret O'Callaghan and Lillian Drummond; Original Composition (gift of "Orpheus"), Judith Leask, Betty Knuckey and Wendy Taylor; Perception (gift of Mrs. A. W. Downing), Ruth Anderson. Unfortunately, our Annual Church Service was not broadcast, but the choir sang the anthem "Fight the Good Fight." A small group sang at Miss Anderson's wedding at Auburn Church, and also at the funeral service of Rev. Robert Williams. A large party regularly attended the Celebrity orchestral concerts, and we have also attended the British Music Society's Saturday morning concerts. Some of us went to the Concerto Festival, and a number went to the Free Orchestral Concerts. We also had an invitation to an afternoon programme during the Beethoven Festival at Scotch College. We express our thanks to members of Staff, Mr. Gordon McKeown, Miss Gertrude Healey and Mrs. Davies, who have given us lunchhour recitals for the War Loan Bursary Fund. A new feature in the Senior Music Recitals was the inclusion of a programme of concertos.

SILVER AND GREEN This provided the last of the three recitals, and showed the high standard of work in the school. For criticisms, see Dr. Floyd's column, also the "Argus" and the "Age." The School Orchestra has now reached a size and a standard when it is able to appear without Staff aid. The Middle and Lower Middle School Music Recital was held on 12th November. The Senior House Music Contests resulted in a victory for Cato. All houses presented some original work, as well as many varied items, which were highly commendable. Dr. Floyd again came to adjudicate. The Middle School contests were won by Krome. At the end of First Term some of us were invited to Fintona to a musical evening. This was most interesting, as it was a new experience, and we were able to hear and see what other schools were doing. In Second Term we held a musical evening ourselves, inviting O'Neill College, MacRobertson Girls' High School, and M.L.C., Elsternwick. The evening was very successful, and we met girls from other schools, and were able to exchange ideas and to help each other. We hope for more of these evenings next year. We have had many invitations to perform at various functions, but it was impossible to accept all of them, owing to our full time-table. However, when Mrs. Arthur Grenfell spoke to the Y.W.C.A. in the Assembly Hall a small group provided a musical programme. The Madrigal Singers sang during the Kew Art, Music and Drama Week, and the Choir will be singing in the final night of Education Week at the Melbourne Town Hall. On 13th October a group from Choir and the Madrigal girls broadcast over 3AR in the "Discovering Music" session. This broadcasting was a new experience for us, and we greatly enjoyed it. At school we presented some musical group work for the University Education Students, and for the Old Collegians on "Back to School" day. Some members from the orchestra also contributed to the programme for the Old Collegians' Literary Evening, at which Sir Frederic Eggleston spoke. There was a record number of entries for the music examinations this year, including three girls for chamber music. This was a new venture, and gave valuable experience for senior students. Congratulations to all successful students. A list of results appear at the

end of these notes. Now we are busy preparing for Speech Night on 14th December. So we come to the close of another year, in which we have done much, and, we hope, have done it well. To those who have donated scholarships, to the Past Students' Choir, and Miss Flockart, who have given prizes; to Dr. Floyd and Miss Stirling, who have adjudicated at our contests; to all members of the Music Staff, we extend our warmest thanks for the encouragement they have given us in building up an essential part of our existence—music. —J.W., W.T. MUSIC EXAMINATION RESULTS, 1944. Matriculation (Practical Section only). Honours: Phyllis Trewhella (piano), Wendy Taylor (violin). Credit: Betty Knuckey (flute). Piano. Grade I.—Honours: Janet Wood, Linnell Wood, Margaret O'Callaghan, Joan Wright, Elaine Hurd. Grade II.—Honours: Robin Wright, Mimi Yees, Sheila Cantor, Norma Simmons. Credit: Wilma Woods, Wendy Taylor, Joan Derrick, Yvonne Robinson, Marjorie Robinson, Neva Start, Gwenda Shepherd. Pass: Verna Cuttle, Pat Dufty, Lexie Grant, Jean Colledge, Shirley Procter. Grade III.—Honours: Judith Downing, Norma Buckman, Margaret Boatfield, Betty Evans, Iduna Sutton, Margaret Hutton, Dorothy Wood, Elaine McNeil, Jean Williams, June Dawkins, Marion Fenton, Judith Noske. Credit: Betty Brown, Shirley Ellingsen, Merle Barclay, Pass: Jewel Thomas, Joan Rowe. Grade IV.—Honours: Marjorie Wall, Ailsa Trott, Margaret Morrison, Elizabeth Wood, June Lavender, Norma Eldridge. Credit: Joy McLaughlin, Barbara Gass, Estelle Binns, Beth Judkins, Jean Featherstone, Marion Johnstone, Mavis Chew. Pass: Elizabeth Metcalfe, Janet Noske, Lois Matthews, Shirley Cosgriff, Faith Leach, Betty Holland, Rosemary Baxter, Cecile Williams, Joan Rewell. Grade V.—Honours: Lois Gardiner, Joy Faultley, Enid Adams, Vivien Pincombe, Margaret Annett, Joyce Hiscock, Evelyn Pinneger, Bridget Israel, Aileen Brice. Credit;

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Lynette Sharpe, Laurel Lockwood, Ruth Holland, Dorothea Herman, Florence Ryder, Yvonne Clark, Shirley Rush, Pamela Humphry, Dawn Drummond, Margaret Holdsworth. Pass: Elizabeth Jeffrey, Marion Thomson, Marjory Ballintine, Muriel Scholfield, Beverley White, Elsa King, June Trompf, Rae Hughes, Christine Delbridge. Grade VI.—Honours: Anne Webster, Helen Gellie, Nancy Wheaton, Margaret Arnold, Margaret Holdsworth, Thelma Williams, Margot Simpson, Beverley Dawson. Credit: Helen Gwillam, Monica Wood, Noortje Kremer, Jennifer East, Catharine Childe. Pass: Margaret Childe. Preparatory.—Honours: Catharine Childe, Margaret Childe, Rosemary McCutcheon. Credit: Marian Emeis. Chamber Music. Honours: Ruth Williams, Audrey Fleming, Wendy Taylor. Violin. Grade I.—Honours: Audrey Fleming, Marie Bull. Credit: Lillian Drummond. Grade II.—Honours: Shirley Robinson. Pass: Marie Dalgleish. Grade III.—Honours: Noleen Ferris, Robin Wright, Shirley Jeffrey, Beryl Johnson. Pass: Deidre McCready. Buckman. Grade IV.—Honours: Joan Credit: Shirley Hamon, Pass: Betty Sinclair. Grade V.—Credit: Mary Hughes, Downing Judith VI.—Credit: Grade Monica Wood, Dawn Wray. 'Cello. Grade III.—Credit: Ruth Anderson. Flute. Grade III.—Honours: Marie Dalgleish, Enid Rowe, Estelle Nicholls. Grade IV.—Honours: Estelle Nicholls. Clarinet. Grade III.—Credit: Valerie Rowe. Musical Perception. Grade I.—Honours: Janet Wood. Credit: Margaret Cadd. Pass: Norma Simmons. Grade IL—Honours: Wendy Taylor, Audrey Fleming, Jean Colledge, Glen Tomasetti, Pat Dufty, Mimi Yees, Barbara Gass. Credit: Joy McLaughlin, Linda Napier. Pass: Wilma Woods,

Grade III.—Honours: Margaret Boatfield, Betb Baker. Credit: Merilyn Davey, Shirley Procter, Margaret O'Callaghan, Elizabeth Metcalfe. Pass: Bronwyn Woollacott. Grade IV.—Honours: Brenda Burton. Harmony and Counterpoint. Judith I.—Harmony—Honours: Grade Leask, Janet Wood. Credit: Ruth Williams, Wendy Taylor. Grade I.—Counterpoint—Honcurs: Janet Wood, Ruth Williams. Credit: Wendy Taylor. Pass: Judith Leask. Theory and Harmony. Grade II.—Honours: Gwenda Shepherd, Joan Derrick, Yvonne Robinson, Joan Wright, Betty Knuckey, Margaret Cadd. Credit: Norma Simmons, Lexie Grant, Marjorie Robinson, Sheila Cantor. Pass: Enid Rowe, Joan Vizard, Robin Wright. Grade III. — • Honours: Valerie Rowe, Estelle Nicholls, Marion Fenton, Margaret Rowe, Jean Williams, Betty Brown, Dorothy Wood, Judith Noske, June Lavender. Credit: Shirley Robinson, Norma Buckman, Paddy Whykes, Lillian Drummond, Doris Batchelor. Pass: Gwyneth Lane, Margaret Hutton. Grade IV.—Honours: Marie Dalgleish, Elizabeth Wood, Iduna Sutton, Jeen Siddons, Norma Eldridge. Credit: Noleen Ferris, Ruth Anderson, Judith Granowski. Pass: Jeanne Bisset, Shirley Hamon, Ailsa Trott, Elaine McNeil. Grade V.—Honours: Beverley Nicholls Joan Hollings, June Sutherland, Rosemary Falconer, June Dawkins, Wilma Williams, Faith Leach, Barbara Johnson, Shirley Cosgriff, Gwenda Jarman, Judith Downing, Cecile Willams, Lois Matthews, Judith Sheehan, Janet Noske. Credit: Marion Thomson, Marie Goldsmith, Nancy Duffer, Beryl Close, Betty Holland, Ruth McComb. Pass: Dorothy Start.

Dramatic Notes Cast of the play (as performed in the Music Hall, First Term, 1944) — Leading Lady: Miss Dwyer. Others: Girls of the Dramatic Society. "A" and "B" (our old friends, who, we are glad, do not have speaking parts, but are there inevitably).

SILVER AND GREEN Scene: The Music Hall. Time: 3.30 any Wednesday afternoon. Scenery: Table, two pianos, two stools (one with top that will fall off at the slightest provocation), sundry chairs, arranged artistically. Prologue: "Friends, before our drama opens there has been much youthful excitement in the hearts of the others. The School Church Service has been held, and has passed, engulfed by the swift flow of time. Betty Knuckey, Loris Figgins, Glen Tomasetti, Judy Leask and Betty Matthews read the lesson at this service. When our curtain is raised, you will see a drama of youth and happiness!" [Exit Prologue.] Leading Lady (enters from back] . "I have just been informed that student teachers will be visiting the School. They have requested us to demonstrate a small part of our dramatic work. Now, do you consider it possible?" Others (in excited chorus): "`Ool•, yes!" Leading Lady: "Very well. Glen Tomasetti will recite 'God Save the King,' and Betty Knuckey, Lesley Manfield, Betty Matthews, Judy Leask and Glen Tomasetti will say 'William the Conqueror.' Then we shall do the ordinary exercises in stagecraft that we have in class." One Other (with groan): "That means 'A' and 'B' again." Leading Lady: "Yes; now two of you go up on the platform . . . [Curtain. ] Scene II. Leading Lady: "The Mayor of Kew has requested us to give a short programme on Saturday, 19th August, at the Kew Arts Festival. At first I considered it impossible, " but Others: "We could easily do it, Miss Dwyer." Leading Lady: "Very well, we will present three of the plays that we performed last year, 'The Spinsters of Lushe,"Square Pegs' and 'The Minuet.' We shall also do some exercises." Chorus from Others: " 'A' and 'B' " [Enthusiastic practising as curtain goes down.] Epilogue (enters in front of curtain): "Our drama is almost at end, but for one important event, "Back to School Day." At this function Lesley Manfield, Betty Knuckey, Glen Tomasetti, Betty Matthews and Judy Leask recited "The Forsaken Merman." Humour was pro-

vided by "The Painful Story of Elvira Binns" and "The Sorrowful Tale of Percival Prout." At the moment the Senior Dramatic Society is industriously practising for another entertainment, an "Afternoon of Verse and Drama," which will be given on 3rd November. We have heard rumours that the Middle School and Junior Dramatic Societies are also preparing plays for this afternoon. So ends our drama, and we wish to thank Miss Dwyer for her patience and helpful criticism in our dramatic work. Now, friends, before you depart, let me add that it is quite obvious from this that Miss Dwyer has not yet taught us how to write plays." —B.S. and A.S.

Recital of Verse and Drama. The climax of the Dramatic Society's activities this year was the Recital of Verse and Drama, presented in Fitchett Hall on Friday, 3rd November. For several weeks beforehand intensified practice was going- on in all parts of the School, and Miss Dwyer, our longsuffering producer, was forced to exist for several days in a room filled with costumes of all colours and descriptions. At last the great day came, and a large audience of parents and friends arrived at 2.30. First we were introduced to "Children of Literature" by the Juniors. Then the Middle School Dramatic Society, complete with bows and arrows, presented "William Tell." As an interlude, items were given, the audience being entertained by the touching stories of "Percival Prout" and "Elvira Binns." The section of the programme presented by the Senior Dramatic Society commenced with "The Heart of a Clown," a short play woven round the well-known characters, Columbine, Harlequin and the Clown. "The Cloak" followed, a direct contrast, written in verse. The scene took place in a land of spirits somewhere between heaven and earth. In "Wanted, Mr. Stuart," we were given a glimpse of the turbulent days when Cromwell's men pursued Charles T. through England. The afternoon was concluded with A. A. Milne's comedy, "The Ugly Duckling." Despite many difficulties in stage and lighting, the afternoon was a great success, judging

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by the excitement in the wings, and the enthusiasm of the audience. The standard of performance was high, and all taking part displaying an appreciation of words and the ability to take on the personalities of the characters they portrayed. The Dramatic Society expresses its gratitude and appreciation to Miss Dwyer, whose supervision, untiring patience and instruction, both artistic and practical, were responsible for the success of the afternoon. —G.T. and J.L.

Art of Speech Examination Rsults. Grade V.—Pass: Mary Bryce, Isabel McCraw, Elizabeth McCutcheon. Honours: Beth Judkins. Grade IV.—Credit: • Merle Purser. Grade I. (Theoretical) .—Credit: Betty Knuckey.

Art Club Notes. During Second Term the Art Club mainly drew figures. We made designs with figures. drew quick sketches, and also made portraits of various obliging people with interesting faces. They showed amazing patience while posing and amazing self-control at sight of the results. This Term we have been designing and painting posters for a school "anti-untidiness" and "general improvement" campaign. We have had many interesting discussions on contemporary art and recent exhibitions. The Art Club thanks Miss Scott for her help and* leadership, and we certainly hope that this club will become a permanent feature of our School. —L.J.H.

—Deltna. Blight, V.c, Berry.

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Athletic Sports, 1944. The athletic sports this year were held on Thursday, 18th May, after having been postponed twice owing to rain. At last we had a perfect day, although the track was rather heavy. There were no inter-school events because of the prospect of combined sports in Third Term. The sports were keenly contested, and resulted in a victory for Krome, with 123% points, Cato second with 117% points, Berry third with 791 points, and Fitchett last with 72% points. We congratulate Krome on its victory. The House v. School Relay Race was again the main attraction of the afternoon, and School was successful, although this did not at all dampen the spirits of the House supporters. We wish to thank Miss Blaxland, Miss Perkins and Miss Day for organising the sports so competently and giving us such r successful day. Detailed Results of the Sports. Senior Baseball Throwing-1, N. Schollenberger (K.); 2, B. Stevens (K.); 3 D. Purvis (C.). Distance, 67 yards. Middle Section Baseball Throwing-1, D. Austin (F.); 2, G. Sherry (B.); 3, J. Dugmore (K.). Distance, 56 yds. 1 ft. 6 in. Senior Inter-House Diamond Throwing-1, Cato; 2, Fitchett; 3, Berry. Time, 65 sec. Middle Section Inter-House Diamond Throwing-1, Krome; 2, Berry; 3, Fitchett. Time, 641A sec. Flat Race (under 16), 50 yds.-1 J. Moodie (B.) ; 2, B. Black (K.) ; 3, L. Sharpe (F.). Time, 7 sec. Flat Race (under 15), 50 yds.-1, M. Lobascher (C.); 2, M. Bain (K.) and J. Stuchbery (K.). Time, 7 sec.

Flat Race (under 14), 50 yds.-1, S. Michael (B.); 2, A. Barnes (C.) and D. Belton (C.). Time,, 7 sec. Team Obstacle Race-1, Krome; 2, Fitchett; 3, Berry. Time, 3.41 mins. Middle Section Obstacle Race-1, Cato; 2, Cato; 3, Fitchett. Time, 1 min. 381%, sec. Flat Race (under 14), 75 yds.-1, D. Belton (C.); 2, M. Trathan (C.); 3, M. Randall (B.). Time, 101 sec. Flat Race (under 15), 75 yds.-1. M. Lobascher (C.); 2, J. Stuchbery (K.); 3, M. Sheil (C.). Time, 9% sec. Flat Race (under 16), 75 yds.-1. J. Moodie (B.); 2, L. Sharpe (F.); 3, B. Binder (C.). Time, 10% sec. Flat Race (under 17), 75 yds.-1, B. Woollacott (F.); 2, B. Black (K.); 3, A. Keith (C.). Time, 94/, sec. Flat Race (open), 75 yds.-1, A. Fleming (C.); 2, J. Heley (B.); 3, N. Schollenberger (K.). Time, 9% sec. Goal Throwing (open)-1, Basket-ball Krome; 2, Cato; Fitchett and Krome. No. of goals, 8. Hockey Goal Shooting-1, M. Day (B.) and A. Barnes (C.); 3, Y. Robinson (F.) and N. Schollenberger (K.). No. of goals, %. Skipping Race.-1, Cato; 2, Fitchett; 3, Krome. Time, 81A sec. Flat Race (under 17), 100 yds.-1, A. Fleming (C.); 2, B. Woollacott (F.); 3, B. Binder (C.). Time, 12 sec. Flat Race (open), 100 yds.-1, J. Heley (B.); 2, B. Black (K.) ; 3, F. Langford (K.). Time, 12% sec. Through the Loop-1, Cato; 2. Berry; 3, Fitchett. Time, 55 sec. Potato Race (open).-1, P. Burr (K.); 2, S. Ellingsen (C.) ; 3, B. Smith (F.). Time, 22 sec. Potato Race (under 17)-M. Day (B.); 2. F. Langford (K.); 3, M. Barber (K.). Time, 21Yr sec. Potato Race (under 16).-1, D. Webster (K.); 2, J. Moodie (B.); 3, B. Rogers (C.). Time, 20% sec. Potato Race (under 15)-1, M. Lobascher (C.); 2, P. Hume (K.); 3, W. Meacham (C.). Time, 201A sec. Potato Race (under 14)-1, N. Ferris (K.); 2, J. Lucas (C.) and B. Holland (K.). Time, ,21 sec.

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Senior Inter-House Flag Race ("A" Team), 75 yds.-1, Krome; 2, Fitchett. Time, 1 min. 23 sec. Middle Section Inter-House Flag Race ("A team), 75 yds.-1, Krome; 2, Fitchett. Time, 1 min. 24 sec. Sack Race (open)-1, F. Langford (K.); 2, P. Burr (K.); 3, M. Day (B.). Time, 12 sec. Sack Race (under 17)-1, N. Edmunds (B.); 2, A. Barnes (C.); 3, B. Rogers (C.). Time, 11% sec. Sack Race (under 16)-1, B. Kiddie (F.); 2, L. Hogg (K.); 3, B. Shepherd (F ). Time, 12 sec. Sack Race (under 15)-1, P. Apperly (B.) and J. Barber (C.); 3, D. Turner (F.). Time, 11% sec. Sack Race (under 14)-1, D. Belton (C.); 2, B. Nicholls (B.); 3, J. Smith (K.). Time, 12% sec Middle Section Spoke Relay-1. Krome; 2, Cato; 3, Berry. Time, 90 sec. Senior Hockey Dribbling-1, Cato; 2, Berry. Time, 2 min. 13 sec. Egg and Spoon (open)-1, B. Matthews (B.); 2, J. Heley (B.); 3, P. Burr (K.). Time, 11% sec. Egg and Spoon (under 17)-1, M. Lobascher (C.); 2, L. Manfield; 3, M. Barber (C.). Time, 114k, sec. Egg and Spoon (under 16)-1, B. Millward (K.); 2, P. Holt (B.); 3, B. Kiddie (F.). Time, 11% sec. Egg and Spoon (under 15)-1. M. Bain (K.); 2, W. Kerr (K.); 3, G. Tomasetti (C.). Egg and Spoon (under 14)-1, M. Behrendt (F.); 2, J. Kendall (F.); 3, B. Clarke (B.). Time, 11% sec. Senior Inter-House Flag Race ("B" Team), 75 yds.-1, Fitchett; 2, Cato; 3, Krome. Time, 85 sec. Middle Section Inter-House Flag Race ("B" Team), 75 yds.-1, Fitchett; 2, Krome; 3, Berry. Time, 1 min. 25 sec. House v. School Flag Race-1, School; 2, House.

Running Notes.

Our running group this year was very enthusiastic, and it consisted of Y. Robinson, M. Sheil, M. Lobascher, A. Fleming, B. Woollacott, N. Schollenberger, J. Heley (captain), B. Black, J. Stuchbery and E. Hurd In First Term we were invited to run at the University

Women's Sports, where the team was second, and our representative won the 100 yds. representative race. In Third Term our Senior and Junior running teams and the "diamondthrowing" team competed in the St. Catherine's sports. The junior team and the diamondthrowing team were successful in winning their events, and the senior running team was third. On 28th October the School competed in the girls' Combined sports at Heathersett Oval, and came second to P.L.C., whom we congratulate. We offer our sincere thanks to Miss Perkins -J.H. for coaching the team.

Baseball Notes. "We shall ever play the game in all sincerity." As seven of last year's girls and our emergency returned this year, we have been a very keen team. We have had most enthusiastic practices under the guidance of Miss Perkins, whose loyal supervision and co-operation during the year have greatly benefited us. Our Junior team is most enthusiastic, and has provided good competition at our practices. They have showed great improvement, and such a capable and eager team promises well for the future. The Senior team consisted of N. Schollenberger (pitcher), S. Munro (catcher), N. Edmunds (1st base), B. Black (2nd base), M. Day (captain) (3rd base), B. Rcgers (vicecaptain) (short stop), J. Heley (l.o.f.), B. Stevens (c.o.f.), and D. Purvis (r.o.f.). During the year first base and short stop have changed over. All the girls have played their parts not only in their game, but also by a willing co-operation and a keen team spirit. This has enabled us to reach a high standard. We were disappointed at being unable to. play Geelong in the Association matches this year, owing to the difficulty of travelling. We hope that it will not be long before they participate again in the matches. The results of the first round of Association matches were:-M.L.C. v. P.L.C. M.L,C. won, 23 runs to 10. M.L.C. v. M.C.E.G.G.S. After a very exciting match M.C.E.G.G.S. won, 10' runs to 5. In the second round M.L.C. v. M.C.E.G.G.S., this was again won by. M.C.E.G.G.S., 22 runs to 10, and M.L.C. v.. P.L.C. was won by M.L.C., 17 runs to 11.

SILVER AND GREEN We also played some non-association matches, which we were successful in winning. We also won the diamond throwing competition at St. Catherine's sport, although our team consisted of three juniors. On Back to School Day we played a team of Old Collegians, who seemed to have lost none of their prowess, and who finally defeated us, 14 runs --M.L.D. to 8.

Basket-ball Notes. The following girls are in the 1944 basketball team:—B. Vine (goal thrower), L. Manfield (attack and vice-captain), E. Stevens (attack wing), B. Woodman (centre), E. Jackson (defence wing), E. Joel (defence), B. Rogers (goal defence and captain). M. Reynolds played in two matches at attack wing. Practices began early in the Term but rainy days and inter-House matches partly explain why the standard of play this year has been lower than in previous years. Co-ordination has been the outstanding feature of this year's play. Out of seven matches, we won four. Some were very close and exciting. The girls played enthusiastically, and three of the team were awarded colours: L. Manfield, E. Jcel and B. Rogers. The Second and Junior teams attended practices regularly, and improved greatly during the Term. The two teams won a number of their matches. What success we had is due to Miss Perkins, who coached us throughout the year. —B.R.

Hockey Notes. The hockey team of 1944 was a comparatively young one, of which only four were members of last year's team. However, the spirit was keen, and the two Senior and four Junior teams were soon chosen. The first eleven comprised the following players:—Goalie, J. Leask; right back, N. Edmunds (capt.) ; left back, M. Day (v.c.) ; right half back, M. Owen; centre half back, D. Bell; left half back, J. Pollard; right wing, M. Fenton; right inner, N. Schollenberger; centre forward, J. Heley (v.c.) ; left inner, G. Tomasetti; left wing, C. Greig. Colours were awarded to M. Day, J. Heley and N. Edmunds.

Although our victories have been few, we have played as a friendly and co-operative team under the wise guidance of Miss Blaxland, to whom we extend our sincere thanks. Of our eight matches, six were played at home. A most exciting match with the Staff was the highlight of the season. The School Team had to draw on all its resources to win by one goal. The second eleven has eagerly participated in matches under the captaincy of June Austin, and the rising generation of Green, Silver, Grey and Gold players show great promise for the future. Of the eight matches played by the Junior teams, two were lost, two drawn, and four won. The results of Senior matches are as follow: —First Eleven: Ruyton d. M.L C., 1-0; M.C.E.G.G.S. d. M.L.C., 5-1; M.L.C, drew with Lauriston, 1-1; M.L.C. d. Mordialloc High, 3-1; Ruyton d. M.L.C., 1-0; Fintona d. M.L.C., 2-0; M.C.E.G.G.S. d. M.L.C., 4-1; School v Staff, 4-3. Second Eleven: M.C.E.G.G.S. d. M.L.C., 2-1; M L.C, drew with Lauriston, 3-3; M.C.E.G.G.S. d. M.L.C., 4-3; M.C.E.G.G.S. d. M.L.C., 1-0. —N.G.E.

Tennis Notes. "For be it loss or victory, . ." We'll ever persevere Many enthusiasts attended the early practices held in Second Term for the tennis team. Every Tuesday and Friday practices were held, and after much consideration on the part of Mrs. Hunt and Miss Perkins, the team finally chosen to represent the School was as follows:-1st pair, Dorothy Purvis (captain) and Irene Griffiths; 2nd pair, Elma Biigge and Gay Cotton; 3rd pair, Barbara Smith (vicecaptain) and Joyce Bottomer; 4th pair, Audrey Isaacs and Yvonne Robinson. The first team defeated M.C.E.G.G.S. in both rounds, but were defeated twice by P.L.C. Owing to the difficulties of travel, The Hermitage, Geelong, was still unable to play in the Association matches. A unique match took place, when Wesley College challonged the first team. It was played on our own courts after school, and, strangely enough, there seemed to be many more supporters than usual.

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The second team played most enthusias- struggle such exhausting distances fully tically, and defeated M.C.E.G.G.S. and P.L.C. clothed. Yes, life-saving this year has been in the second round. The team consisted of one of the major activities, and the number of Audrey Fleming (captain), Shirley Ellingsen, entries for the various awards is a record for Betty Binder (vice-captain), Shirley Bisset, Dorothy Herman, Fay Dunoon, Norma Butt, cur School. The enthusiasm shown in this Lorace Dorrrian„ and emergency, Joan Garden. direction is entirely due to the keen and intenThe junior team, although not very success- sive training which Miss Blaxland offers to all the girls. As a result of her work, three ful so far, shows great promise, and should days of life-saving examinations have been do well in future years. The team included held so far this year, in which 135 awards Alison Lemmon, Ruth Dallingec, Pauline Anscombe, Gwenda Sherry and Marjorie were gained. There are still four more examRobinson. inations to take place before the end of Term, Congratulations to the champions—Junior, for which over 200 girls have entered . We B. McIntyre; Intermediate, B. Rogers; and wish to thank Mr. Charrett, of the R.L.S.S ., Senior, D. Purvis, and also to the girls who who has once again been our examin er. received their colours, namely, J. Bottomer, I. The First Term swimming sports, held on Griffiths, D. Purvis, Y. Robinson. and B 17th March, comprised mainly individual comSmith. petition, and resulted in a victory for Fitchett. Owing to the helpful coaching of Mrs. Hunt, Although Berry scored the highest points and the interest taken by Miss Perkins, the in the Senior School, Fitchett proved much tennis season has been a good one The results of the matches are as follow:-,- stronger in the Middle section, and the final 1st Round: M.L.C. d. M.C.E.G.G.S., 2 rubbers points for Fitchett were 601, Berry 50, Cato Congratulations, 5 sets 40 games to 2 rubbers 4 sets 39 games; 39, and Krome 201. P.L.C. d. M.L.C., 0 rubbers 0 sets 27 games, Fitchett!—but don't rest on your laurels. The defeated Houses are equally determined to gain to 4 rubbers 8 sets 48 games. 2nd Round: the leading position for the year. This will M.L.C. d. M.C.E.G.G.S., 4 rubbers 8 sets 53 be decided when the results are added from games to 0 rubbers 2 sets 36 games; P.L.C. d. the Senior and Middle School events, consist M.L.C., 3 rubbers 6 sets 44 games to 1 rubber ing of fancy races and team relays. These will 2 sets 31 games. —D.I.P. take place in November, and the Junior School sports were fixed for 26th October. Swimming Notes. "Who foremost now delight to cleave Owing to the importance Miss Blaxland With pliant arm thy glassy wave." attaches to knowledge of life-saving, our pool —Thomas Hardy. has now become a great asset to the School for Rather a graceful description, though not coaching in this sphere. We shall "Be prevery adequate, for our frantic efforts to pared." —L.M.M.

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Original Contributions Magazine Prizes. (Awarded for best contributions for the year ) Senior Verse: Valerie East and Ailsa Thomson. Senior Prose: Not awarded. Middle Verse: Margaret Kendrick and Bette Rockman. Middle Prose: Shirley Jeffrey. Junior Verse: Catharine Childe and Jennifer East. Junior Prose: Not awarded. Senior Drawing: 1, Ruth Pizzey; 2, De!cria Blight. Middle and Junior Drawing: Not awarded. Photography: Not awarded.

White Iris. She is like some princess, dressed in smoothest satin, White and gold. She is lovely in the twilight, When the darkness, descending softly, Throws a shadow, dim and regal, round her loveliness. She is lovely in the cool morning. When the sunlight, The first glad rays of sunlight, Do her homage. She is loveliest when the rain has dressed her, And covered her with shimmering dew, kissed by the sun to diamonds. Then she bows a stately bow, And the silver skies bend over her, Held spellbound by her beauty. —A. G. Thomson, Hon. VI., Cato.

City Sunset. Long low clouds at the world's end, Floating in indolence by paths of blue, The lazy servants of a tireless sun; And in the farthest west, a landscape, thin and pale, Such as some distant nameless star may show, That mourns in silence down its spinning years. Beyond, in misting gloom, The silhouette of faery towers and woods, Fading on metallic lakes of blue Under cold-silver hills. And then a burning flame

Leaping along a skyline of red doom, And fiery old Valhalla, lit with death. This was a magic spell of glowing gold Which made all things seem possible, except The mundane suburbs which it shone upon. —Valerie East, Hon. VI., Fitchett.

Aluminium. What has four legs, and whistles? "Aluminium," not a pair of canaries. He whistles because his mother didn't teach him to miaow properly. But it isn't really a whistle; it is a swishing sound, with an express train rumbling in the distance. We thought he would be able to hear the queer noise he made, and try to improve it, but no—the only thing he does with his ears is to wave them in every direction except the one the sound is coming from. He is double-jointed. "Aluminium" is a moron. We were very disappointed. It was easy to tell he was a moron, because of what he did. In the first place he only has three express;ons on his face—utter horror, utter amazement and utter blankness. The last is the most usual, and he is absolutely astounded whenever meal time comes round. Fancy a meal, at this time of day! He doesn't realise that he always has it then. He does not understand when he is not wanted. He wants to play with Tip, a cat, which most people consider to be a ragbag, but Tip will have nothing 'o do with him, and hisses hard. "Aluminium" is not perturbed in the least. He thinks Tip should be as pleased to see him as he is to see Tip. This shows definite lack of the little grey cells. Then there are Aluminium's pastimes. They are really juvenile. He insists on chewing teatowels, rugs, tablecloths and handkerchiefs, then screwing them up into a ball, and glaring at them till he forgets what he is glaring at. This does not take long. Poor "Aluminium!" He has one redeeming feature—his beauty. He is grey and white, with big blue eyes. That is why he is called "Aluminium." Aluminium Ghougg (pron.

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Fog), in fact. How he would whistle with amazement if he had the brain to know his name! —Wendy Taylor, Hon. VI.. Cato.

Light and Joy. (Translation of Lumiere et Joie," by Victor Hugo.) All is light, all is joy; On the tulip's silken face; The spider, working patiently, Loops his shining silver lace. Poised, the dragon-fly reflects The gleaming of his rounded e). es Upon the pool: and there a world Of swarming life and mystery Fes. In the woods, where sound is soft. The timid fawn, while playing, dreams. In mossy caskets, thick and green, Living gold, the beetle gleams. All things live, alight with grace— The sunbeam on the green sill; On the water, flying shade, The blue sky resting on the hill. Grass blooms; forests speak of life; Sweet and pure, plains stretch for miles. Fear not, man, for nature know The secret grand, and nature smiles. —Lesley Hogg, Hon. VI., Krome.

Prelude and Fugue. Dull consciousness through hazy light, Far-off ringing in my ears. Warmth. A curious sense of well-being. Gentle sounds of running water, Twitter of birds Slow relapse into oblivion— Clash of glass, Padded footsteps, Repeated flapping-Am I dreaming? "Hurry up!" Yes, hurry. I must hurry on down, down— Peaceful coma. Humming splash of water ceases, I must have come to the end of that stream. Where has it gone now? Oh! an underground river, deep, dark tunnels,

Walls dripping moisture on to moss. rocks. Complete satis,:action. Murmurous voice far away Talking of clean socks. Socks! Why should one need socks? Here is a clear, cool stream to dabble my feet in. Yes, very cool--even cold. A twisted, tortuous mass of blanketi-, My feet sticking out at the end— "Will you kindly get up!" —Glen Tomasetti, Pass VI b. Cato.

The Waterfall. Surging and splashing, dropping and dashing. The waterfall leaps over rock, over fern, Swishing and swirling, flashing and whirling, The foam of the waters now bubble and churn. Gliding and glancing, sliding and cl-incing, A bright, shining sheet, all the silver drops stay, Spattering, quivering, shaking and shivering, The jagged rocks, gleam under glittering spray. Tossing and twinkling, sparkling and sprinkling, It goes plashing on, like a cold diamond rain, Flinging and scattering, springing and shattering, White flecks are flying and falling again. —Mimi Yees, V.b, Fitchett.

The Black Snake. It was a hot day, and the sun was shining freely. The two boys had been up early and had run out into the garden with bare feet. Now, satisfied after a hearty breakfast, they had climbed the hill to their "fortress" and had sat down or the flat, warm rocks, silent, as the dry grass swished against their legs. Suddenly the idea came to them: "Let's look for snakes!" They climbed up to the bare patch at the top of the hill wherz the rocks were looser, and began turning them over. The rocks fell with a thin, dull crack, and left moist brown patches, crawling with slaters and centipedes—but no snakes. And then they saw the rock. It was just like the others, yet the boys looked at each

SILVER AND GREEN other and made one wild dash. Gingerly they lifted the rock and stepped back a little, breathing apprehensively. Slightly coiled up beneath the rock lay a young black snake. The upper half of its relaxed body was moist black, and the lower half pale, shining yellow. The eyes were closed. The boys watched, fascinated. The snake's beady eyes opened and stared, its body straightened and tensed ever so slightly. But it did not move. Was it blinded by the sun, or intoxicated by sleep? The boys looked at each other again. After all, it was only a baby . . . They really couldn't. . Very carefully, and just a little guiltily, they replaced the rock, and went back down the hill. . . . That morning, the snake had lain under the rock drowsily, revelling in the dark, moist warmth, and listening to the faint echo of a few wispy strands of grass brushing against the protecting rock. It had uncoiled and felt more strength flowing through its warm body. The trailing body curled up once more, the beady eyes closed, and the snake slept. It was startled by tremors of the earth beneath, the rock was lifted, the sun beat down mercilessly, blinding the snake. All the muscles in its body went taut. It opened its eyes, and through the blinding white of the sun saw two great humans—all hands and feet, and big, round, staring eyes. Darkness descended. Was this death? Then sleep returned. New strength once more flowed through its body, ever-increasing strength, until one day the snake glided through the long grass, the muscles rippling down its long back —the terror of beasts and men. —Judith G. Leask, Pass VI.b, Fitchett.

On the Sea. I'd like to sail upon the sea, In a strong old sailing boat. I'd sail away for many a day, And enjoy my life afloat. I'd like to fry the meals of fish, And serve them up to the crew; I'd open tins of pemmican, And give them a good hot stew. We'd find an isle in the tropics, And explore for treasure there,

And when we'd got it below the hatch, We'd turn all the sails we dare. We'd race for home with a westerly wind, Filling out every sail, And when we sat by a roaring fire, We'd laugh at the sound of the gale. —Catharine Childe, 10 yrs., III.b, Krome.

The Hillside. Oh! how this tragic burial place, High up upon the mountain face Brings back the happy memory Of a forest decked in greenery. Winds, sighing in the mountain ash, Drowned the creek's resounding splash, And gurgle, as it flashed along, And every kind sang loud his song. Then were the crannies round the pool, And in the shadows, dim and coo!. But terrible indeed the change Which renders those sane scenes so strange. Far across the hillside blue The bushfires left their scars anew. The sassafras and maiden-hair Lie shrivelled on the boulders there. Where once the green tree-ferns existed Lie only tree-trunks, charred and twisted. And see, where stood our forest kings, Are they those white and withered things? No longer is the bushland green, Like in the other years it's been. Hushed are all the living there, Subdued by the great hillside bare Only the creek remains the same. Where it goes, and whence it came. And when the sun has set to sea, There is that mountain cemetery, There is no peace, for through the night The moon, shedding her wan half light, Mocks at those skeletons, tall and pale, While the restless winds around them wail. Oh, what a tragic burial-place Is that upon the mountain face. —Margaret Kendrick, L.V.a, Fitchett.

A Wanderer. Somewhere, I know not, A white dove is flying, Flying on swift wing; Escaped from the close prison Where I held her

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Into the cold, keen air. Gliding by white wing Into the heavenly realm Of blue, and small, drifting Clouds, tinged with mauve; Gliding from the grim reality Of prison life. Oh, that I might recapture her And hear the tales That she could tell, Of dark forests, plains, Mountains, and deep valleys, Where lives some race, Unseen, unheard, forgotten of man. But freedom, overwhelming, Will conquer that small life So unaccustomed to The world's vast expansity. Oh, but that man could fly from sight, And shake the problems of the universe From his incompetent shoulders. —Lois Young„ L.V.a, Fitchett.

The Awful Truth. He wandered in one day as if '.)e knew we were just waiting for a little dog like him. He could not have been very old—just a cuddly little ball of fluff—quite black. His tail was too long, but it gave him a quaint air, and we used to laugh at him when he sat down and wrapped it round his legs. We used to hear the click of his claws as he came trotting up the verandah and nosed round with a little whimper, faithfully waiting for someone to come out and take him for a run And he was delightful on a run—chasing all sorts of imaginary beings and rushing back, proudly wagging his tail and eagerly puffing in one big grin. Then suddenly one day—the awful truth. He was a "she." We pleaded tearfully to be allowed to keep this little waif to whom we had become so attached. But parents seem very strict sometimes, although I did see a peculiarly bright gleam in their eyes as we led our little friend disconsolately away. She came back to us once, with a joyful, pleading look, but the answer was a firm "No!" We never saw her again, but we heard that her former owners had sent her to be destroyed, but she had run away, and lived a week of perfect happiness with us. And then she had to go back.

That night we went to sleep with wet eyes, and a soft vision of our delightful little pal —and cold, fearful remembrance of that little brick chamber, with two windows in it, and a gas-jet, and a little yard adjoining. Sometimes the world seems very cold and grim—for she was in that little yard adjoining. (Based on fact.) —Nancy G. Edmunds, Hon. VI., Berry.

Oro, the War God. Once, sounding fury was mine. My incense was slaughter. The lust of the battle, The shrieks of the dying Were hymns, Were high-sounding hymns in my praise. Once gorgeous raiment was mine, And jewels unvalued, And riches uncounted High-piled at my altar, Were prayers, Were deep-moving prayers at my feet. Once lavish feasting was mine. The flesh of the victims, The feast of the victors, The chanting of triumph Was praise, Thanksgiving of praise in my name. Gone are the glorious days. The men are grown women; They worship a new God Who dwells in high churches, And peace Is offered to Him at His shrine. And I am a carving of wood. The hands which once formed me, The minds which believed me, Which gave me my being, Are gone. I dwindle to painting on wood. —A. G. Thomson, Hon. VT., Cato.

The Wild Horses. The morning came, and sunrise shone above the hill, A breath of wind seemed first to break the silence. And then again, the lonely land was still.

SILVER AND GREEN But down near the stream, where nearly all was mild, There was a thud of hoofs upon the land, And up across the hills came a herd of horses wild. They galloped down across the lonely plains, Towards the hills from whence the stream had come, A mass of coloured, flying tails and manes. They stopped dead still beside the lonely stream A sound of panting horses came to me. I watched, amazed, from 'neath my tree. Then suddenly up reared a great black horse, He whinnied loud and clear across the plain. They galloped off—I saw them ne'er again. —Dorothy Belton, IV.a, Cato.

Trees. The poplar tree is tall, The rose bush is small. The Christmas tree is proud. Would I be allowed On Christmas Day to see That lovely Christmas tree? —Elena Kornan, 8 yrs., II.b, Fitchett.

Rambler's Harvest. As we entered the forest by an almost obscure track, the familiar smell of decaying leaves and bark reached us on the morning breeze. The frozen shield ferns sank beneath our feet with frosty crunch, as we descended the mossy hillside to the stream which sped down the valley under the sheltering umbrellas of the tree-ferns. A mountain mist sank into the valley, wound its long fingers through the trees, and swirled in front of us as if beckoning us on. We obeyed the call, and sank deeper into the forest, crossing the stream by a lichen-covered log. The deeper we penetrated, the more bird calls we heard. The bell-like "tink" of the bill minor came from close at hand, and, as we looked up we caught a glimpse cf its olivegreen plumage as it flew through the trees. Occasionally, we saw a flash of blue as a fairy wren darted from tree to tree, or of red, as a flame-breasted robin flew startled out of the undergrowth, while the pink and grey of the galah became an almost common sight.

The magpies carolled in the distance, the kookaburra's laugh rolled and echoed through the hills, the deep metallic "clink" of the bell-birds came from far and near, and the "whew-w-whit" of the Eastern whip-bird rose and fell on the breeze. We had only a fleeting glance of this crested, olive-green bird. It certainly was an ornithologist's paradise. The sun had climbed well into the midday sky when we lay back for an after-dinner rest, but soon in the distance we heard the sound of chopping. Then quite suddenly it stopped, and the call of a thrush took its place. A thrill rippled up my spine. Could it be a lyre-bird? We searched carefully for some time before we found a low mound of rubbish, flattened and rounded. but quite new, and we knew that he could not be far away. We came upon the scene sooner than we expected, and so, crashing through the undergrowth, we disturbed him. But we were also to see for a moment or two the magnificent feathers which were arched up over the back, and fell over the head in a silver shower. The two brown "lyre" feathers were spread out to the side, the twelve silvery plumes came ove - the head, and the two callipers, which resembled outsized antennae, were curved well up above the tail. We were very disappointed, for, if we had not been so noisy, we probably would have seen a wonderful performance. We searched the surrounding scrub, looking under every tangle of sticks and ferns, hoping to find a nest, but our search was fruitless. As the sun sank low, we climbed up the valley on to the fern-fringed road, and turned our tracks towards home. The clematis-covered cottages, which nestled into the trees on the mountain side, sent up curling wisps of blue smoke from their chimneys, and through the uncovered windows glowed the warmth of open hearths. When we rounded the last bend in the road we saw the white of the prunus, which stood by the gate, through the dusk, and when at last we descended the pebbled pathway of our cottage a little robin on the post chirped a "welcome home." —Ruth Pizzey, Pass VI.a, Cato.

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Morning Rose. The morning came. Soft, softly she stepped O'er the horizon. Still the world slept. Yet one tiny rosebud Was pushing and curling Its soft, silken petals, Green jacket unfurling, And stretching and straining. And opening one pink heart. Extending its tiny hands; Till the dawn shot a dart Of sunshine, to glisten it. And there, on the top, Lay a dewdrop, to christen it. —Judith G. Leask, Pass VI.b, Fitchett.

Of reddening weeds that swayed among the black, And felt with small pink fingers musselled caves, And coralled indents in the rotting wood. From a crack The smoothness of a fish twists to the waves, Lost to their sensing touch. . Under the many-starred vast evening sky, The pale tide swelling slow and high, The curling waves dissolve and form once more, Sliding in their arcs of cold monotony, Washing in seaweed for the lap of the shore. And bearing Johnny's spade far out to sea. —Valerie East, Hon. VI., Fitchett.

Poplars. Black poplars, Black against the starred sky, Graceful, Sighing in the cool, spring breeze. Green poplars, Tall, green and vigorous, Sunlit, Whispering in the warm summer wind. Slender shadows, Stark against the winter moon, Desolate, Dreaming of the long, green days. —Judy Betheras, V.b, Fitchett. The Sea. I like the sea when the waves are high, And the wind blows loud and long; And the clouds are low, and the days are slow, And everything seems all wrong I like the sea when peaceful and calm, With ripples that dance with glee; It's wrinkled face and mischievous glance Are holiday fun to me. —Monica Wood, 11 yrs., III.b, Fitchett. Holiday Time. The children came to the old pier, where the piles Prisoned the light that filtered tilt ough the planks, Through mystic shades and eddies slipped in files, Searching for crabs and fish, groped among hanks

Rabbiting. The sun had not risen as I walled through the frost-encrusted lucerne paddock beside our house on my way round the rabbit traps. The river flats and hills were thickly carpeted by frost, looking very like snow. There was a dense mist over the river, creek and swamp which gave the entire scene the appearance of being asleep in the pale, cold light of the morning. At the fence I knocked the wires to shake off the drops of water along them before climbing through. They did not fall, as they were frozen. Lovely cobweb-wheels displayed white crusts on every dainty spoke clinging to the wires. Over the river, the mist was swirling convulsively in grey folds, as though frantically trying to escape the magnetic clutches of the still water beneath. Death-like guards of a dead world, the bulrushes stood as sentinels in the murky mud at the edge. I reached the foot of the hill facing north, where the swamp ended in a channel flowing into the creek, which, in turn, flowed into the river. The land was low l and marshy, and all round were small islands, inlets, hills and holes containing half-submerged logs. Mists were rising from the water in continuous crimson clouds as the sun, just risen, shone upon them through a break in the trees across the river. Jumping the channel from the swamp, I walked up the high clay bank beside the

—C. Stuart Tompkins. BASKET-BALL TEAM. Back Row: Lesley Manfield, Beverley Rogers (capt.), Eveline Joel. Front Row: Betty Stevens, Bith Woodman, Elaine Jackson, Betty Vine.

—C. Stuart Tompkins. HOCKEY TEAM: Cynthia Greig. Back Row: Margaret Owen, Joan Pollard, Noelle Schollenberger, Second Row: Dorothy Bell, Margaret Day, Nancy Edmunds (capt.), Judy Heley, Marion Fenton. Front Row: Glenys Tomasetti, Judith Leask.

—C. Stuart Tompkins. MADRIGAL SINGERS. Back Row: Betty Evans, Jean Williams, Marie Bull, Marjorie BauLeh, Audrey Fleming, Valerie Rowe, Margaret Rowe. Front Row: Pat Mitchell, Margaret Cadd, Neva Start, Sheila Cantor, Janet Wood, Margaret O'Callaghan.

—C. Stuart Tompkins. ATHLETICS TEAM: Back Row: Nancy Edmunds, NoeIle Schollenberger, Betty Black, Jill Stuchbery, Jewel Thomas, Marjorie Egan, Mwyn Sheil. Second Row: Margaret Day, Elaine Hurd, Audrey Fleming, Judy Heley, Yvonne Robinson, Bronwyn Woollacott, Betty Binder. Front Row: Joyce Hiscock, Marion Fenton, Miriam Lobascher.

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Ailments. My family's so very sick I don't know what to do. Poor Jenny's got the chicken pox, And Elizabeth the 'flu. Poor Robert's got the measles, And Tony's got the mumps,, And poor wee baby Susan Is breaking out in lumps. But out of all my children, The worst is baby Jim. He's cut his head with scissors, Oh, don't you pity him? —Margot Rumpf, 10 yrs., L.III., Berry.

By the Sea. When I stood upon the cliff And looked upon the sea, It sang to me a song, A song of mystery. The sea wind kept blowing As though 'twould say to me— "I know a lot of ships That sail across the sea."

And as the waves broke on the shore They cried aloud to me— "We know of many, many things That you would like to see." I shouted to the wind and waves, "If you'd confide in me I'd try to keep the secret Of the great mysterious sea." —Cecile Benjamin, 11 yrs., III.b, Cato.

Lady Moon. Lady Moon, you're much too soon, It is only afternoon, Sunset fires are not alight, Twinkle stars are out of sight; Why so soon are you afloat In your shining silver boat? It's not bedtime, little maid, So you need not be afraid, Though upon the starless sky In my silver boat I lie, Mr. Sun's invited me His own daylight world to see As a rule I only peep When the flowers have gone to sleep, And I scarcely any bird But the nightingale have heard. So I love to sail about While the world is up and out —B. Rockman, IV a, Krome.

Birds. I saw a flock of black-plumed eager birds, Against a sky of melting silver-grey. They wheeled and turned in living ecstasy. And sang a silver-throated song That day. I saw a flock of shining, silver birds, Against the black they gleamed in pale moonlight. Man-made, they wheeled and circled overhead And sang a song of furious hate That night. —A. G. Thomson, Hon. VI., Cato.

To-morrow's Past. No doubt you will all be interested to hear that our well-known friend, the Philosopher of "The Crock of Gold," has been awarded a life pension for his remarkable paper on the

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lives and habits of various human races five thousand years ago, at the time when wars were still indulged in and people went to the theatre to amuse themselves. With the Philosopher's leave, I now take the liberty of giving some of the more interesting facts about the strange peoples of those times, omitting all weighty economic or political matters that require mental effort on any part. For some reason, the Philosopher told me the people of those times preferred to move towards anything they wanted, instead of waiting while it came to them. To enable. this to be done, various types of moving houses were used, in or on which the travellers perched, alone or in large herds, whilst by the combustion of large amounts of a valuable substance called "juice," now extinct, the conveyance was propelled along. However, it was a lamentable fact that in those days of inequality the number of vehicles was not equal to the number of those desiring vehicles. The unfortunates who, lacking other means of transport, were compelled to travel "on the hoof," as a contemporary Thibetan poet put it, banded themselves into formidable walking clubs, which roamed round the countryside in large numbers. Another remarkable ancient cult was education. This consisted of forcing all young children to learn to read and write, a barbarous custom which was even extending to the adults, so far immune because of their strength, when the great Sandy McHinochie discovered that education was an unnecessary expense, as there was nothing being written that was worth reading, and the children knew nothing that was worth writing. In connection with education, strange rites called exercise were carried out. This consisted of violent exertions of non-existent muscles and dislocations of ones that were. The sedentary who complained that the development of the ear muscle was extremely fatiguing, and that they would never use muscle on the upper arm, even supposing that they had one, were always answered with the remark that (a) it is good to do what one feels no urge to do, and (b) they never knew, they might fall into a river unexpectedly and have to swim. Nowadays, of course exercise is against the law.

Amusements of the time are too numerous to deal with fully, but I might mention that of eating. Not content with a quota of vitamins, proteins, carbohydrates and H2O, the decadent creatures consumed large quantities of lemonade, tannic acid, boot polish, aqua pura and Some of the latest methylated spirits. researches, however, have cast doubts as to the accepted meaning of the word "consumed." Sleeping was another of the amusements of the age. Sleep was a form of coma resulting from an excess of either exercise. walking clubs, education, eating, or, in fact, all the other peculiarities I have mentioned. Other references to this strange physical phenomenon are rare, but research in this field is going on constantly. I would fain have given information on these people's clothes, their dwellings, and the strange habits of their young, but, alas, the Philosopher has disintegrated, and my own powers of invention are waning. —Valarie East, Hon. VI., Fitchett.

Let Us Go and See the Morning Rise. (Translation of "Allons voir le matin se lever," by Theodore de Banville.) Come, throw a straw hat on your gleaming black hair Before work begins, before noise fills the air. Let us go, let us see the morn rising above; And pluck in the meadows the flowers that we love. By the spring, where there's wate. in soft silken showers, The gold water lilies are drooping pale flowers There is still in the fields as we wander along, Like a far-distant echo, the shepherd boy's song; And, shaking for us their bright fragrant wings, The breezes of morning, like happy wild things, As you smile, fling towards you the heady perfume Of sweet apple blossom, of peach trees in bloom. —Lesley Hogg, Hon. VI., Krome

SILVER AND GREEN "Clair de Lune," by Debussy. The green, mysterious darkness of the trees Around me. Not a sound, not the small Half-frightened cries of forest dwellers Creeping through the sodden leaf-mould In the velvet blackness. Not the sound, Joyful in sunlight, but at night, subdued And lonely, of a rippling forest stream; Not the friendly crack of some brown twig Under an incautious, furry foot. Stillness, silence and blackness, And an indescribable sense of waiting, As if the forest held its breath, Waiting and watching. Stillness, silence and blackness, A black pool bordered with ferns And the sword-grass. Depthless, timeless Suddenly, Swiftly, Its passive surface is changed to swift shimmering silver, And the pale, majestic moon, aloof, yet passionate, Shines on the smooth, green, steely leaves, Pouring her beauty down to the waiting trees, Effortlessly, wonderfully, As she has done since time began, And the mystery of moonlit nights has set men wondering. Then, as I watch—is it a vision or cold reality? Two silver, graceful Naiads Seem to rise from the liquid sliver of the pool, Scattering showers of shining drops, And rising, radiant, wonderful, Till lost to sight. —Ailsa Sefton, Pass VI.b, Cato. Nature. The silence of the night Was broken By the hooting of an owl. In the dim light Of dawn, A fawn, Full of fear, Rushed near To where I was standing, Only to fall to the ground And pound The earth With its hoofs.

Suddenly a cry of pain, And all was still As the fawn lay, Dying. —B. McLaughlin.

Shepherd's Pie. For some time past I have been exploring the poetic possibilities of the potato, for there is something epic about a potato, although so far I have failed to capture this in appropriate poetic form. A chemical analysis does not reveal the source of this epic grandeur, although it may have something to do with the water content, for a dehydrated potato has not even the makings of a lyric in it. It is only a mockery of its former self. Somehow its soul has fled. But let us return to the potato proper, where it lies freshly dug, with the rich, red-brown earth still clinging to it. Its historical background I shall ignore because, although vivid. It is perhaps of less universal appeal than the dietetic side of a potato's career. It can be eaten mashed, in the homely English style so despised by the naturalist, W. H. Hudson who prefers his baked in its jacket and combined with oil, vinegar, pepper and salt. It can be eaten in the Danish style, which resembles somewhat a toffee potato, a remote relative of our toffee apple. It can be, as in Ireland, a staple diet, and the Irish have been known to find seven pounds of potatoes and a quart of milk an adequate, if monotonous, meal. It can be eaten (and it is here that it reaches its consummation) in what I call the MalyMolly-Mandy style, because my first introduction to this method was when my childhood heroine and her little friend, Susan, pyjamaclad, settled down in front of the fire to eat potatoes, baked in their jackets, and mashed with butter, salt and pepper. However, such reflections are in vain. Apart from the fact that butter rationing would prevent such diet nowadays, there is the additional factor that greengrocers all display, with unfailing regularity, the cold, terse sign, "No Potatoes." The potato now has indeed the poetic grandeur of an apocalyptic dream. —A. G. Thomson, Hon. VI., Cato

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What I Like. Of every sport a man doth talk. In ancient times, the hound or hawk; Now tennis, golf and also bowls• Some fish for schnapper, whiting, soles. But these delights are not for me; I draw the things on land and sea. I love to fashion what I will With pen or pencil, olden quill. I like to draw the things around, And fmrie people golden crowned, Wild horses, wildly tossing manes, And green and shady, lonely lanes. Strange shape and size as fancy wills; Green verdant vales and wooded hills, Such things as man has never seen, Such things as there have never been, And things that you may see each day— Sweet Rosemary and budding Me v. Some like to kick a football fat. Or hit a ball with narrow bat, But as I have already said, I draw all things, in green or red, And get more fun from what I do, Than you, or you, or you, or YOU! —Pat. Fleming, IV.a, Cato.

A Torture Chamber. The night before my music exam I dreamed a dream. And behold, I dreamed that I was outside a door. And the door had no glass in it, and I could not see into the room. And the door opened, and I entered therein. And upon the wall hung many pictures, all scowling down upon me. Beethoven hung in the centre, and great was the frown upon his face. And behold, against the wall there was a musical instrument, all black and sinister; and the lid thereof was opened, ar•d mighty was the shine of the keys there. And in front of that instrument was a stool. and horrible was the squeak thereof when I placed myself upon it. (I weigh 9 stone.) And near the stool was a table, and at that table sat a MAN! And the face of that man was severe, and great was the curve of his nose, and bushy were his eyebrows. And he began to prove me with hard questions, the answers to which (unlike Solomon) I knew not. And I sat me down upon the

squeaking stool, and played. And behold, my fingers were clammy, and they stuck to the keys, and my heart was faint within me. Many were my errors, and great was the writing of that man, and loud was the scratching of his pen. And his eyes of fire were continually upon me, and upon my blunderir g,s. And when I had ceased, he said. "Lament. ably bast thou failed; and thou shalt be cast forth, and all thy work has availed thee nothing." And I went out, and wept bitterly. And I awoke in a sweat, and great was the p in in my stomach within me. And behold. it was all a dream! —Betty Evans, L.V.e, Krome.

The Caterpillar's Transformation. A Caterpillar rested on a blade of grass, An Ant passed by and cried as it did pass, "Ugly green caterpillar! Lazy green caterpillar! You rest on your plant. Help the hard-working Ant!" But the Caterpillar kept on chewing. And at that moment a Bee flew by, And as it flew past the Bee did cr✓, "Ugly green Caterpillar! Lazy green Caterpillar Come and help me, the hard-working bee!" But the Caterpillar kept on chewing Just then a string of Butterflies flew by, And the Grub heard them saying as they drew nigh, "Pretty green Caterpillar! Lovely green Caterpillar! Eat, Grub, eat, and sleep, Grub, sleep!" And the Caterpillar went on chewing. Next day was so busy for Bee and for Ant, And even the Grub who sat on the plant Was spinning and spinning for all he was worth, For winter would come upon his green earth. Next day he was ready, draped in his cocoon, For winter had come. (It came up s, soon.) The cold winds were howling in every place, And the frost would be coming in small bits of lace. Two months are to come of this terrible storm, But our green Caterpillar is quite safe and warm.

SILVER AND GREEN The rain, the sun ignores, it sirtmly pours and pours. Yet one spring afternoon Bee found an old cocoon, And by it fluttering Was a butterfly of spring. 'Twas palest yellow, black and red And had two feelers on its head. Our Bee said, "Pardon me, I am Buzzy, the Bumble Bee. You are a beautiful thing! though I don't believe you sing." And the Ant said, "Tralala, what a lovely thing you are." And "little green Caterpillar" was pleased. —Jennifer East, 9 yrs., H.a, Fitchett.

My Garden. I have a little garden With lots of pretty flowers. And on a Saturday morning I work in it for hours. There is a flower for you, And I think there's one for nie, So will you come to-morrow, For I think you'd love to see. The flower for you, a poppy, And the flower for me, a stock; I have, too, some delphiniums. And a lovely hollyhock. In my garden I have also A lovely dark red rose, And when I've finished weeding it I spray it with the hose. —Lorraine Wallace, 10 yrs., L.III., Fitchett.

Reflections on Mowing the Lawn. It was Saturday afternoon, bright with sunshine, but it was all spoilt as my weekly lawnmowing loomed ahead. Dejectedly I departed to the tool 'shed to get the mower. What a heavy, cumbersome thing it seemed, and how it squeaked as I pulled it out! I sent my young brother to get the oil, and as he insisted on helping me, we oiled it

together. Quite by accident I managed to spill a considerable amount down his overalls His hands, too, received a liberal helping. Now for the lawn. It didn't Icok as if it really needed cutting. Surely if I mowed it next week-end instead of to-day, it would be all right. But no! I had so many things to do next week—perhaps it would be better if I did it now. Backwards and forwards, forwards and backwards. Oh, wasn't it hot? Surely it was more important to sew up the patch-work quilt for the bombed English children? What was a mowed lawn compared with a couple of shivering infants? It just didn't compare! Up and down, down and up. Pushing a lawn-mower couldn't be good for my hands How could I be expected to play well with corns on my hands and stiff wrists? Oh dear! I hadn't done my music practice yet. Surely it A blow would be better to practise than on my head cut short my reflections. I had forgotten that that branch was so low. It gave me an excuse to rest a while, but as I did so I was horrified to see what a small portion had been cut. With a sudden burst of energy I pushed and shoved through the buffalo grass. It appeared to be as thick as a jungle, but was really only about an inch high. Ow! The handle of the mower had jerked back into the pit of my stomach. Why did dogs leave their bones about? Was it out of spite so that they would catch in between the blades? It was becoming hotter. How I envied The the explorers at the South Pole! mere thought of snow and ice nearly made me expire. Wouldn't it be lovely if we had an electric mower? Then all I would have to do would be to run along behind. And what about the fourteen Christmas letters I had to write? They would have to go soon if they were to reach England by December. Fancy wasting time mowing a lawn when I could be writing letters! But here my thoughts came to an abrupt end as I crashed into the jacaranda tree. I looked around. The lawn was finished, and it was still Saturday afternoon. The sun was shining and the job was done. —Shirley Jeffrey, L.V.b, Berry.

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—Betty Wilson, Form V.c, Krome.

MISS KATHLEEN KELLY, President of the Old Collegians' Club. 1944-45.

—Broothorn Studios.

MISS SHEILA MARSHALL, Honorary Secretary. Old Collegians' Club.

—Jack Cato. F.R.P.S.

The Old Collegian

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THE OLD COLLEGIAN Conducted by PAST STUDENTS OF THE METHODIST

LADIES' COLLEGE.

EDITED BY NORMA ELLIOTT.

OFFICE-BEARERS AND COUNCIL, 1944-45 President: Miss Kathleen Kelly. Vice-Presidents: Miss Edith C. Barker, Mrs. R. Napier White (Sayde Reynolds), the Rev. A. Harold Wood. M.A., B.D., Dip.Ed. (ex-officio). Honorary Treasurer: Mrs. P. R. Leslie (Mabel Rowe). Honorary Secretary: Miss Sheila Marshall.

College

Council

Representatives, 1942-44:

February,

Mrs. Basil Kilvington (Lucy Watsford), Mrs. W. L. Russell (Ida Skelton), Mrs. Alan McCutcheon, (Doris Gault), Miss Millicent Ward.

HONOUR ROLL—ON SERVICE. Australian Army Nursing Service. Ella Anderson, Lesla Blanchard, Elma Cox Jean Crittenden, Joyce Crumpton, Joy Findlay, Geltha Forsyth, Marjorie Holding Marjorie Pearce, Dorothy Scholes, Shirley Scobie, Marjorie Vasey.

Honorary Assistant Secretary: Mrs. T. H. Twycross (Violet Woolcock).

Voluntary Aid Detachment.

Club Rooms Committee: Chairwoman: Mrs. W. L. Russell (Ida Skelton)

Betty Shaw, Elva Simmons, Millie Slater.

Honorary Treasurer: Mrs. A. C. Tozer (Alice Thompson). Honorary Secretary: Mrs. J. H. Forsyth (Edna Pryor). Council: Mrs. V. G. Anderson, Miss Gertrude Adamson, M.A.; Mrs. E. E. Bignell (Nellie Ellis), Mrs. W. Brehaut (Mary Overend), Miss Daisy Ball Miss Hilda Brown, Miss Jocelyn Buckland. Miss Esther Champion, Mrs. T. Powell Dawes (Margaret Guthridge), Mrs. P. V. Feltham (Sylvia Box), Miss Ruth Flockart, Miss Queenie Howell, Miss Irene McKay, Miss Jean McAleice, Miss Betty Le Pine, Mrs. C. Rush (Lloys McNair), Miss Mary Slater, B.A., Dip.Ed.; Miss Marjorie Thomas, Miss Phyllis M. Waitt, Miss Robbie Walker, Mrs Gordon Sutherland (Eva Hall) (Immediate Past President, ex-officio).

Australian Women's Army Service. (Brehaut), Audrey Bee, Vera Winter Margaret Carter, Mrs. R. Catlin ( Jean Griffiths), Kathleen Cook, Jean Cornell, Olive Dodd, Cynthia Enders, June Hill, Elvie Heither, Nonie Hutchinson, Norma Jacobs, Sheila Kruse, Elsie Marriott, Sheila Marshall, Margaret Milne, Barbara Murray, Shirley Potter, Elizabeth Ratten, Betty Roberts, Mavis Teague, Margery Vale, Pat. Varley, Gwynneth Watsford, Loveday Williams. Women's Australian Auxiliary Air Force Service. Mary Allen, June Barnett, June Bassett, Mary Collocott, Margaret Beck (Cook), Dorothy Cooper, Irene Davies, Joyce Dennison, Olwen Evans, Elma Fisher, Moira Forsyth, Pam and Meg. Garner, Leslie Griffiths, Yvonne Goldstein, Joan Hargreaves, June Hill, Leah

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Hollings, Jean Jenner, Valda Kirton, Heather Kruse, Ann Leslie, Barbara Marfieet, Jessie Murray, June Parker, Bonnay Davies (Raymont) „ Winnie Sewell, Claire Smith, Jean Stinton, Juneve Sutherland, Lois Taylor, Margaret Tully. Women's Royal Australian Naval Service. Millicent Denton, Ailsa Figgins, Phyllis Holmes, Shirley Smith, Elma Manfield, Ruth Manfield, Doris Forrester, M. Ug!ow, Ercil Thomson. Australian Women's Auxiliary Army Medical Service. Heather Veal. HAVE WHO COLLEGIANS OLD ENTERED THE NURSING PROFESSION. Alfred Hospital. Betty Trewhella. Marion Appleford. Carol Bassett. Monica Buckland. Dorothy Bassett. Eye and Ear Hospital. Audrey Moore. Epworth. Dorothy Morris. Lois Walklate. Ruth Turner. Mildura Base Hospital. Margaret N. Corbauld. Royal Melbourne Hospital. Jean Cottam. ANNUAL THE OF MINUTES COLLEOLD THE OF MEETING GIANS' CLUB OF THE METHODIST LADIES' COLLEGE, 21/9/44. By the Honorary Secretary, Edith C. Barker. On Thursday, 21st September, at 8 p.m., in the drawing-room of the Independent Hall, Collins Street, the thirty-ninth annual meeting of the Old Collegians' Club was held. The president, Mrs. Gordon Sutherland, opened the meeting with the Lord's Prayer, followed by the National Anthem. One hundred and twenty members were present, apologies being received from Mrs. A. Patience, Ian Shellard, Dr. HiIch. Kincaid, Misses H. Brown, 0. Dodd, N. Elliott, D.

Harcourt, E. Hocking, M. Holding, S. Marshall, J. Sutherland, J. and H. Torry, M. Ward. Minutes of the annual meeting, 14/9/43, published in the December issue of "Silver and Green," were passed as read, no business requiring discussion arising out of the minutes. conferred membership life Honorary 14/9/43 on Mrs. H. Leckie (Bessie Williams), honorary secretary Sydney Branch. Letter of appreciation from Mrs. H. Leckie read. Donation of annual prize to the College if acceptable. Letter read from the Principal of College, the Rev. A. Harold Wood, stating the College was not doing away with the prize system, and would be glad to accept gift. The honorary secretary then presented the report for 1943-44, after which members stood in silence as a mark of respect to the memory of two Old Collegians, Mrs. J. Stafford (Harriet Sayers) and Miss Vivien Fletcher. Mrs. E. C. Burton moved the report be received, reconded by Miss Mary Slater. The president then asked the attention of members for Mrs. T. Wood, who had a few words to say. Mrs. Wood, in addressing the secretary, thanked her for the report, and expressed the regret of members she was not eligible for re-election, and on their behalf thanked her for the years of service she had given to the club. Mrs. W. L. Russell added words of appreciation. The honorary treasurer, Mrs. P R. Leslie, then presented the balance sheet for 1943-44, moving the adoption of same; seconded by Mrs. W. L. Russell. The following reports were then received:--National Council of Women, delegates, Mrs. R. L. McCoy, Mrs. Alex. Morgan; English Literature Circle, Miss Ellen Christensen, M.A.; Walking Club, Miss Betty Jackson, M.Sc.; Physical Fitness, Mrs. C. Rush; Hockey, Miss Jocelyn Buckland. Adoption of reports moved by Mrs. T. Wood, seconded Miss Kathleen Kelly. Reports tabled. Report on Clubroom gatherings was presented by the honorary secretary, Mrs. J. Forsyth. Report on Library Fund presented by the convener, Mrs. L. S. Chambers. Voting papers were then distributed for election of office-bearers.

SILVER AND GREEN Miss Ellen Christensen brought forward what she considered weaknesses in the constitution. The secretary was covered by the rules, but Collegians were not, and she felt the constitution needed alteration. That while members were asked to give the secretary fourteen days in which to prepare voting papers they had no guarantee she would reciprocate by giving them adequate time to procure nominations. She had not received her circular till the 1st September. When handing in her nominations on the evening of the 7th September, she had asked the secretary to accept two late nominations, and the secretary said she would, and then advised later that same could not be accepted, as it was the place of secretary to see that the rules were adhered to. These nominations she had brought, and she wished the chair to accept them. Mrs. Len. Chambers then asked that her late nomination be accepted. She had not received her circular till the 5th September, the Melbourne postmark being the 3rd September. The meeting would not permit the chair to accept nominations. As nominations for senior vice-president and treasurer were withdrawn, the election of council was proceeded with. President asked for appointment of scrutineers. Mrs. T. Dawes moved the vice presidents and assistant secretary be appointed; seconded by Mrs. R. White. Carried. Notice of motion was then brought forward: "That the existing rules be amended to provide that a member of the club shall not be eligible for election to any office in the club unless such member— (a) Has previously been a scholar a.. the College for a minimum period of three (3) years. (b) Has also been a financial member of the club for at least two (2) consecutive years immediately prior to the date of nomination for any such office." The result was— (a) Ruled out. (b) Carried by large majority. Business brought forward from council:— That consideration be given to he musical life of the College being carried on by the O.C.C. It was felt at present it was very hard for the plan to be put into effect, leadership

being the question. A suggestion was made that members vitally interested might have evenings at private homes, and a committee was formed to go into the question. Committee: Misses Betty Le Pine, Helen Metcalf, Mary Slater, Robbie Walker, and Miss Jean Crow to be asked to be a member. Owing to the lateness of the hJur, further business was unable to be brought forward. The treasurer, Mrs. P. R. Leslie on behalf of members, presented the secretary with a lovely basket of flowers, and spoke of the fourteen happy years she had wcrked with Miss Barker, and expressed warm wishes from members. Miss Barker, in responding, thanked members for their help and co-operation. Mrs. Eggleston, on behalf of members, thanked the president, Mrs. Gordon Sutherland, for her service to the club, and also council members for their work. Mrs. Walter Jack added a few words of appreciation. Mrs. Sutherland thanked members, and then welcomed the incoming president, Miss Kathleen Kelly, who, owing to lateness of hour, had to close the meeting without result of nominations being available, members approving of same. ANNUAL REPORT OF THE CLUB, 1943-44. By the Hon. Secretary, Edith C. Barker. On behalf of the Old Collegians' Club of the Methodist Ladies' College, I have pleasure in presenting the annual report for 1943-44, this being the thirty-ninth of the Club. The meetings for the year have been held in the drawing-room of the Independent Hall, through the courtesy of Mrs. Walter Jack. Seven council meetings were held. In accordance with Rule 6, the following were elected from the council to the executive committee:— Mesdames E. A. Bell, W. Blackburn, W. Hocking, Alex. Morgan, R. McCoy, Misses E. Champion, R. Flockart, M. King. Delegates appointed to the National Council of Women for 1944 were Mrs. Alex. Morgan and Mrs. R. McCoy. To Mrs. E. Burton and Mrs. T. Twycross (retiring delegates) the council expressed their appreciation for the most interesting and concise reports given on the meetings. Two old girls hold office of vice-president—Mrs. K. Kumm (Gertrude Cato) and Mrs. F. Southey (Ethel McComas).

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The first gathering for the year was Back-toSchool Day. Owing to the date not coinciding with the Show Day holiday, not as many girls were able to meet in Fitchett Hall. The Principal, the Rev. A. Harold Wood, extended a warm welcome to old girls. Old girls and members of the senior school were entertained with a very fine programme by the schoolgirls. Our newly-elected president, Mrs. Gordon Sutherland, addressed the Assembly. Miss Ellen Christensen spoke on the effort being made to raise the sum of £1000 for the School Library, and asked for the support of old girls. Members then adjourned to the dining hall and had a cup of tea. To Mr. and Mrs. Wood we are indebted for making such an enjoyable afternoon possible. In November the office-bearers were welcomed at morning assembly by the Principal, when the president, Mrs. Gordon Sutherland, was given the opportunity of speaking to the girls with a view to interesting them in the life of the club, and urging those leaving school to join the 0.C.C., and so continue their interest in the School. Ninety girls joined. On 4th November Old Collegians were given the opportunity of attending perhaps the most outstanding address given at a club gathering, when the Moderator-General of the Presbyterian Church, the Right Rev. Dr. Wilson Macaulay, gave a talk entitled "The God of War is Guarded by a Dragon with Four Eyes." Dr. Macaulay, with the Bishop of Armidale, Dr. Moyes, represented the Council of Churches of Australia at a conference held at Princetown, in America. The talk, which was inspiring, brought home very forcibly the need of each one to read the Bible, know the Bible, and live the Bible; and by so doing take a part in helping to forward the new order. The only new order which can evolve, will be when the community in general takes the Bible to build on. A fine musical programme was given by the School double-stringed quartette and Mrs. R. Philpott, soloist. The weather has not been too kind to us the past few years for the garden party, and this year it was a wet, blustery afternoon, which meant that the 278 members had to crowd into the dining hall. On account of catering difficulties, afternoon tea was served buffet style, council members taking charge, and with the

splendid help of senior schoolgirls the change proved very successful. The president, Mrs. Gordon Sutherland, with the Principal and Mrs. Wood, had to receive guests indoors. At afternoon tea Mrs. Sutherland extended a warm welcome to those present. The exhibition of school work was open for inspection, and old girls were very interested in the various work being done at the school. Congratulations to the School on the high standard of work. Speech day was held on Saturday afternoon, 4th December, in the Melbourne Town Hall, which meant a slight falling off in the number of old girls able to be present. Congratulations to the Principal, staff and girls on another splendid year of achievement ended. The "Ethel Landen" Prize for Honour English was awarded to Ailsa Thomson. Holder of the Margaret Tiddeman Scholarship for 1944 is Judith Leask. At the beginning of 1944 a general meeting was called to discuss activities within the club. Fifty members attended—not as many of the younger members as one would wish for. Once again the older members of the club showed their interest by attending. In the first year of the war the various circles within the club were disbanded. After general discussion, the following new groups were f ormed :— In place of the Reading Circle, the club decided to support Miss Christensen, who had partly arranged for a course of tcn lectures on English literature-10/- the course or 1/6 single lecture. These lectures to be held if fifty persons could be enrolled; proceeds to be paid into the Library Fund.. Walking Club, Hockey Club and Physical Fitness Class to be formed. The Dramatic Circle, under the leadership of our president, sent out a call for new members to join and be ready to take part in the play to be produced later in the year. To Mrs. Sutherland, leader of the circle, we express our sincere appreciation for the splendid service she had rendered the circle over a number of years. Leadership means much of one's time given on behalf of others. A very jolly evening was spent when the Council met schoolgirl members of the last

SILVER AND GREEN two years. Mr. and Mrs. Wood placed the boarders' lounge at our disposal. Both Mr. and Mrs. Wood and Miss Ball were with us, and all joined in games. We hope this evening is the forerunner of many such happy evenings for the girls at O.C.C. gatherings. In May, the Hon. R. G. Menzies, K.C., came to speak on his trip to England. when, as Prime Minister, he conferred with the British Government. We were taken a mcst interesting trip, being introduced to great personalities. The evening passed all too quickly. Miss Pat Napier was the soloist. Also in May, the office-bearers were asked to join the School at the Annual Church Service at Auburn Methodist Church. The President of Conference, the Rev. R. Williams, was in the pulpit with the Principal, the Rev. A. Harold Wood, who gave the sermon. It was unfortunate that the service could not be broadcast, as in the past. The School Choir took special part in the service. In July we again had the privilege of meeting to hear Sir Frederic Eggleston, Kt., Australian High Commissioner to China, who gave us an insight in the life of China. Sir Frederic recommended reading the book, "Destiny Chungking," which portrays China as it is. People reading the book ask, Can such things take place? The facts stated are only too true—the Chinese living indeed under such hardships and poverty are yet fighting on for freedom. Sir Frederic spoke of the little help given by the Press in relation to Chinese affairs, and urged the necessity for an Oriental Chair at the University. The musical school provided a short programme, and Miss Faith Murray gave a group of songs. As a result of the evening, we were able to forward a donation of £8/9/- to the China Relief Fund. The Club has been joined up as a member of the Australian-China Co-operation Society. In this club year there has been no Church Service. A fixed date has been arranged,. and the annual Church Service will in future be held at Wesley Church the first Sunday in November—evening service. If you had not received any word from the club for the year, I wonder if I would have heard from you. From a number of country members, yes. No magazine received.

Has it gone astray in the post? Town members, this year you were particularly fortunate in being given the opportunity to hear three good speakers. When you received your notices I know you thought: Now, that will be interesting; I shall go. The evening comes along, and it turns out wet and cold. Oh, it is too bad a night; if I only had the car I would go. So the speaker sallies forth to fulfil his promise, but your chair is vacant. Next time think of the speaker, come along, and so make him feel it was well worth his giving up his evening. Bursary Appeal, £700. When invitations were issued to the garden party last December a small bag was enclosed, also a note asking members to make a weekly contribution to this fund. It was hoped by making this weekly contribution that when the bags were called in the amount would practically be raised. In August the bag evening was held at the Christian Club; 75 members spent a very happy evening enjoying games and listening to the beautiful songs given by our friend, Mrs. R. Philpott. As members entered the lounge they placed their bags on the school flag. Th.: limerick caused good interest. Thank you, country members, for sending. We were sorry one of you did not receive the prize. The limericks were pinned round the room and members voted. The president, Mrs. Sutherland, announced the sum of £95 being money counted; together with moneys sent the Bursary Appeal now stands at £183/10/-. I am sorry that each member did not feel she could make a small contribution. It now stands that 016/10- has to be raised, and it is for the club to decide how this is to be done. With so many changes taking place, we find our girls in the various States. Recently several of our Hobart girls paid a visit to Miss Fitchett. I am sorry to say Miss Fitchett suffers with rheumatism. The radio and books are her companions. As Miss Fitchett sits knitting for the forces her mind wanders back over her 40 years of college life. On your behalf, the council sent greetings and a small remembrance to Miss Fitchett for 10th August, her 85th birthday. The library sub-committee has worked very hard in connection with their appeal, and must feel very gratified with the results.

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On your behalf I record the appreciation of the Old Collegians' Club to our Principal, the Rev. A. Harold Wood, and Mrs. Wood for the very warm welcome extended to us, and for their great interest in the O.C.C., and the assistance which they so readily give to help our functions be successful. To Mr. and Mrs. Wood, a very sincere "thank you" from members of the O.C.C. Through them we thank the staff for their co-operation, also the house staff, and all connected with the College, for the helpful hand extended to us. Through not having our clubrooms in the city, most of our gatherings have been held at the College, so we have been brought into closer relationship with the resident staff, and to Miss Ball, Lady Superintendent (who is so ready to give up her room for our use), and to Miss Isla Pearson, I must extend special thanks for all their help. After functions they are there helping to tidy up and' see the O.C.C. safely away. The membership of the club stands at 725 members, being 10 honorary life members, 109 life members, 606 members. It is quite good to be enrolling more life members—a good investment for the younger members. Our membership roll is not high enough. Too many members join up for the year, then drop out again. This year there has been much sickness and sorrow amongst our members. Our thoughts have been with them. To those who have suffered sorrow we extend our sympathy, and to those who have not been able to be with us through illness we send our loving thoughts. We record with sorrow the passing of two most loyal members of our club—members who joined and remained active through the years. Each in their own way quietly added much to the life of the club. Mrs. John Stafford (Harriet Sayers), wife of a Methodist minister, after a life of useful service, passed peacefully into the greater life. Miss Vivien Fletcher, a great worker in the club and the Methodist Church, after much suffering, was called to peace. To Mr. and Mrs. Wood the sympathy of Old Collegians was extended in the hour of their sorrow, through the death of Mr. Wood's brother, Squadron Leader Chaplain the Rev.

Gordon Gladstone Wood, R.A.A.F., in England, owing to enemy action. Many old girls read with regret the sudden passing of Mrs. Petersen, who for so many years was so closely associated with us in the clubrooms. What days we are living in! News coming faster and faster of wonderful achievements. As we listen to our radios and read our papers, it seems as if the front is just like a cloud rolling forward. Glorious news—Britain, who has stood and worked for the freedom of others, advancing through strickelL countries and freeing the people, people being able to walk erectly along their own street, fear cast aside. Let each one of us remember them and do our part in making our country a worthy member of the British Empire. In concluding this report, may I thank you all for the hand of friendship extended to me during my fourteen years as secretary of the club. The kindness and co-operation of Old Collegians, whether in office or not, have meant much to me. May the incoming secretary receive just as warm a welcome from you all. May she have a very happy year. To the president and Council I express your appreciation for their work during the year. To the incoming president, Miss Kathleen Kelly, and her Council members, a warm welcome is extended. THIRTEENTH ANNUAL REPORT MELBOURNE M.L.C. CLUB, OF SYDNEY BRANCH. Annual Meeting He'd G.S.S. Clubrooms on 23rd August, 1944, 5.30 to 7.30 p.m. Tea. This is our fifth annual meeting with war clouds hovering around us, and at last there does seem some hope that it may be our last held under such circumstances. Since our last annual meeting and dinner, held in the clubrooms, 10th August, 1943, we have met five times— Friday, 10th December, 1943—Mrs. White (Sadye Reynolds) kindly asked us to meet her for lunch at the Feminist Club, as a farewell gathering before she left for Melbourne. We were very sorry to part with Mrs. White, for she was always such an interested member, and her home was always open for us to meet

SILVER AND GREEN there any time. We have many happy memories of the hours spent with Mrs. White. Tuesday, 14th December, 1943—Twenty-four members met in the clubrooms for late (5.30 p.m. to 7.30 p.m.) afternoon party, then 22 went on to the "Minerva" Theatre later to see "Jane Eyre," and all enjoyed the innovation so much that it was decided to try the experiment again. Thursday, 30th March, 1944—Mrs. Lancaster (Doreen's mother) very kindly invited us to her home in Wollstonecraft for a very enjoyable evening, and as a result £1/18/- was raised to send to Melbourne towards the Bursary and Library Fund. This, with £1 sent earlier, collected at our December gathering, will let Melbourne see that Old Collegians in Sydney are still interested in doings connected with the old School. Wednesday, 26th April, 1944—We had tea at the clubroom from 5.30 p.m. to 7.30 p.m., and were intensely interested hearing of Nildra Crieg's (Dr. Elsie Leonard's daughter) experiences travelling in different parts of America, and of her exceptionally trying, though unique, journey home on a British aircraft carrier with only seven other Australian women aboard. At this gathering we were pleased to have Mrs. Hocking (Winn Norman) from Melbourne with us. It was very fortunate that our gathering fell during her alltoo-short stay in Sydney. We welcomed Mrs. Campbell (Gretchen Krome) and Mrs. Fraser (Kathleen Gault) to their first meeting with our Sydney Club, and we are truly glad to have them join us. Both Krome and Gault are names very closely associated with M.L.C., and they bring a very personal link with the old School. Thursday, 27th July, 1944—We met at the Feminist Club for lunch, which brought to mind our last luncheon there when Mrs. White (Sadye Reynolds) entertained us before departing south. We still keep on hoping we may have her back with us some day. Between these main functions some of us find excuses to lunch at each other's homes or enjoy afternoon tea together. One of these occasions was when Mrs. Leslie, Melbourne treasurer, was over for a short stay in March. We were very interested in all she could tell us of the progress of the Bursary and Library

Funds, and other doings of the Melbourne Club. Mrs. Campbell's sister, Laurence, who teaches at Wesley Preparatory College, in Melbourne, was over in May, and renewed some of her old school ,friendships. The president (Mrs. Shain) and secretary attended Burwood M.L.C. break-up last year, and once again we express our appreciation of this opportunity to keep in touch with our sister school. I am sorry you are not able to meet Rhoda Clark and hear of her experiences up north, where she was attached to a hospital with the A.A.M.W.S. for fifteen months. She was home for a few days' leave, then off again up to Townsville this time. All the girls she was with were sorry to leave their northern abode, and Rhoda seemed to thrive on the climate and conditions. A Christmas parcel was sent to Millicent Slater, in New Guinea, last Christmas, and she wrote and expressed great appreciation for our thought. Just recently Millicent lost her mother, and is hoping soon to be out of uniform and keeping house for her father and sister. I am sure you will all join in expressing sympathy with our ex-president, Eileen Kennedy, whose mother, aged 80, is in very poor health at the moment, and cannot be left alone day or night, so Eileen's job is a very full-time one. She sent her greetings to all. We miss Linda Clemens from our gatherings these days, but her small daughter claims all her time at the moment. We were pleased to learn that she was introduced to her father a few weeks ago. Ruth Anderson's (Watson) small family does not leave her as free these days as she would like either, but we know both Linda and Ruth are thinking of us to-night, as we are of them. I must not forget to mention also the unexpected and altogether undeserved but none the less very thrilling honour conferred on the secretary when, at the meeting last December, the president handed her a life membership of the Melbourne O.C. Club. We have all been such a happy band here in Sydney for so many years that I feel you all share in this honour.

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We were very pleased to hear that Mrs. Burton is junior vice-president of the Mel bourne O.C. Club this year, and we can recommend her as a president. We must not forget to congratulate our president on celebrating her silver wedding on Wednesday, 2nd August. We trust the nex25 years may be even happier than the first. Mrs. Shain is our second member to pass this milestone, for Mrs. Chancellor did so a few years ago. Money was sent to Dalmar Home last Christmas as all thoughts of sweets and oranges —our usual gift—were out of the question. The money was used to help entertain the kiddies at the seaside for a day, so we can feel satisfied that the money was appreciated. Doris Odgers (Grainger) asked me to be sure to convey her regret at not being with us this evening. She is at Grenfell gambolling about with the sheep, but will be thinking of us to-night. We were glad to hear Helen Clark (Reynolds) has a baby son, Michael Dennison born in May, as well as her daughter, Lisbeth. Helen's husband has been in the invasion, and was in France when she last heard. Dorothy Sutton (Reynolds) has a second baby daughter, called Megan. Glad to welcome Mrs. Barnett (Ivy Gotland) to her first meeting with us, and trust we shall see more of her. And so another year has passed, and I do thank you all very sincerely for the way you have stood by and helped the club always by your interest, co-operation and help, and I close this report with the earnest hope that happier days are approaching. BESSIE LECKIE, Hon. Secretary, Sydney Branch 20 Kenilworth Road, Lindfield, N.S.W. SYDNEY BRANCH O.C.C., M.L.C. Instead of a buffet meal, we sat ar the table for our annual reunion in August, and remembered "Our School." This was held, as usual, at the Girls' Secondary Schools' Clubrooms, and a short business meeting followed, at which all officers were re-elected. Our president, Mrs. Shain, being willing to carry on for

another year, and our well-tried secretary, Mrs. H. Leckie, being willing to continue, we are indeed a very happy branch under their capable leadership, and our membership is very well maintained, having quite a goodly number who are interested. Several of us went in a party to the theatre afterwards. Our president held a very successful party at her home at Vaucluse on 30th September. About 27 attended. Some played bridge, while others chatted, enjoyed the ever-changing Harbour scenery and renewed school friendships, spending a very delightful time together. Some generously brought cakes to be sold, and thus helped to swell a nice donation to the library and bursary funds as a financial result. MAY H. CHANCELLOR. ADELAIDE

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COLLEGIANS' CLUB Hon. Secretary's Annual Report for Year Ended 11th August, 1944. I have pleasure in presenting the tenth annual report of our Club, and do so with a feeling of thankfulness for the fact that many of the dangers which we experienced at this time last year have now passed, and at last we can be confident of victory and the peace for which we all long. For all of us the past year has been a very anxious one, and, in common with other women, we have had many unusual duties to perform. Because of them, our meetings have not been quite as well attended as in the past. but those that have been able to be present have had very happy times, and our friendship towards one another has been a great help to us all. Our November meeting at "The Wentworth" tearooms coincided with our president's (Mrs. Winnall) birthday, and she received a pleasant surprise to find that a birthday cake and posey had been provided by the members. Mrs. Winnall was warmly congratulated, and suitably thanked members for the friendly thought Our meeting in the beautiful Botanic Gardens in April, when the dahlias were in bloom was a particularly happy one, and the afternoon tea in such delightful surroundings was enjoyed by all.

SILVER AND GREEN We entertained our husbands at bridge at the home of the secretary, and prize; were won by Mrs. Dunn and Mr. Benda. A subscription was taken in aid of the local Miss Red Cross. During the year we have been asked by Melbourne Branch to subscribe to a Bursary Fund, and it is hoped that we will be able to forward a suitable donation. During the year I have been helped by all members, and would like to thank you all for your kind consideration. In conclusion, may I express the wish that before my next report we may have "peace in our land" and that our club may grow and prosper in true friendliness. Mrs. L. A. COX, Hon. Secretary. 31 Marlborough Road, Westbourne Park, S.A. Office-bearers, Adelaide. President: Mrs. C. H. Winnall. Vice-President: Mrs. Benda. Hon. Secretary: Mrs. L. A. Cox. Hon. Assistant Secretary: Mrs. Fields. Hon. Treasurer: Mrs. Ritchards. NOTES OF THE M.L.C.O.C. CLUB. ROOMS FOR THE YEAR ENDED SEPTEMBER, 1944. By the Hon. Secretary, Mrs. John H. Forsyth (Edna Pryor). Clubroom members have continued to meet regularly, and have had some very happy gatherings at the homes of the following members:1st October: Mrs. A. Morgan (Mavis Beck). 26th November: Mrs. T. Wood (Gertrude Osborn). 18th December: Mrs. W. L. Russell (Ida Skelton). On this occasion we celebrated our Seventeenth Birthday and Christmas Party. Matron C. Rynne, who is in charge of the Hospital for Aborigines on Cherbourg Station. Mergon, Queensland, cheerfully chatted to us about her interesting experiences amongst the 900 blacks on the station. Mrs. G. Sutherland (Eva Hall) recited, and her items were very much enjoyed by all present. At this meeting members contributed £3/9/- to our P.O.W. Fund.

25th March: At the Botanic Gardens members enjoyed a basket afternoon tea on the lawns, in the glorious sunshine. 22nd April: At the M.L.C. swimming pool. This was arranged to help the School Bursary Fund, but numbers were very disappointing because of the boat races, but those present enjoyed the "dip" in the warmed pool. 5th May: Mrs. R. Andrews (May Waitt) 7th July: Mrs. R. Hales (Grace Waite). 15th September: Mrs. E. S. A. Bell (Fanny Smith). I would like to take this opportunity to thank the above members most sincerely for opening their homes to us in this way, and making it possible to have these happy reunions, and also to thank members who have continued to remain with us so loyally during the past years. During the year we were all very sadly shocked to hear of Mrs. Peterson's death, and, as a small token of remembrance, the booklet "The White Cliffs" was sent to her daughters, "with loving thoughts from all Clubroom members." The office-bearers and committee extend their kind thoughts and best wishes to all Old Collegians, with the earnest hope that happier days are ahead. EDNA PRYOR, WF7885. REPORT OF DELEGATES TO NATIONAL COUNCIL OF WOMEN OF VICTORIA On behalf of Mrs. McCoy and myself, I have very much pleasure in presenting the report of your delegates to the National Council of Women. We have each felt it a great privilege to be present at these very interesting meetings, which are held on alternate months, and we have always received food for deep thought on hearing the reports of the Council's wide activities, and while listening to the various guest speakers. The first meeting which we attended was on 13th April, and the president, Mrs. Herbert Brookes, warmly welcomed your two delegates. During this meeting a resolution was passed directing a letter to be sent from the Council to the Federal Government, asking if the food

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This was a most inspiring function, and we ships from Britain would continue to go back hear a number of our leadfully laden with food from Australia. This were privileged to nt women speakers. Lady eloque most and ing ously resolution was fully discussed, and unanim Summerskill in her own Dr. ed welcom Dugan supported. way. Dr. Summerskill ng charmi and s graciou The speaker for this meeting was Professor ality, and a very preson a radiant indeed was Paton, and he told of his recent visit abroad. r. She appealed speake g arrestin and delightful From his humane and gentle comparisons ce for goodness influen their use to women to and observations, he gave a clear picture of to-day. affairs and reform in world the conditions during war-time of the three He lia. Austra a and Americ The last meeting which we attended was held d, countries, Englan on 10th August, and a letter from the Prime paid high tribute to the spirit and morale of s reply the civilians of England, after the grim con- Minister was read, enclosing Mr. Scully' to the Council's letter, regarding the question ditions endured by them during four and a of the food ships for Britain. This reply indihalf years of war. Professor Paton said, too, d handle be to s were problem cated that any such question as the carrying r post-wa that if be must of food had to be dealt with, when considering successfully he felt that everything held sions impres wrong the entire question of shipping, in connection many done to correct in America regarding England and the rela- with global strategy as a whole. tionship between England and her colonies. Miss Brennan gave a very fine address on Shortly after this meeting, the Council gave divorce laws. She traced a brief history of a farewell reception to Lady Gowrie. Unfor- divorce laws in England, and compared the tunately, Mrs. McCoy and I were unable to views on marriage and divorce in England, a to e respons in that, heard we attend, but America and Russia. Miss Brennan pointed request from the Lady Mayoress, everyone out where she thought reform in our own present brought a rose, and that these hundreds divorce laws was needed, and stressed her conof blooms were wonderful to behold. and Lady tention that the institution of the family was Gowrie was very touched. the basis of European civilisation. The next meeting was on 8th June, when a MAVIS A. MORGAN. resolution was passed supporting the action of the Interchurch Committee and Youth ProbREPORT ON LECTURES ON lems of To-day Committee in pressing for in MODERN LITERATURE appointment of women to assist chaplains the women's Services. At the last general meeting it was decided The speaker was Mr. A. B. Lawrence, fire that a course of ten such lectures should be prevention officer of the Forests Commission. arranged, and the proceeds go to the Library Mr. Lawrence gave a most comprehensive Appeal. A complete list of dates, topics and address on forests—their value, the various lecturers appeared in the last issue of "The types of trees, with the manner of their pro- Old Collegian," so I shall not repeat them duction and growth, and the various diseases here. which might possibly attack the trees. Of all Seven lectures have already been given—all possible perils, fire, causing the greatest loss excellent. I take this opportunity of again of forests (as well as loss of human life and thanking the speakers and Mr. Wood, who fires other destruction), and 95% of forest kindly allowed us the use of the music hall. being caused by man, he appealed for the lectures are still to come. They will Three help of women in educating the population modern Irish literature, contemwith deal and s method rn on the fire danger. "Mode and modern English drama. The poetry porary equipment for fighting forest fires were mak's talk on drama has to be Dwyer Miss of date the in ing life less precarious for women mid-term holiday has School altered, as the country," he said. 23rd October. to moved been y recentl On 15th June, the Council gave a reception bed to the course subscri people Thirty-seven in the Melbourne Town Hall to Dr. Edith as many as good, been have nces attenda d. and Englan from Summerskill, visiting M.P.

SILVER AND GREEN 80 persons having been present on one occasion. The sum of £25/101- has been raised for the Library Appeal. It seems legitimate to conclude that the venture has been in every way a success. ELLEN CHRISTENSEN.

REPORT ON COLLEGIANS'

THE M.L.C. OLD HOCKEY TEAM, 1944

The M.L.C. Old Collegians' team, a member of "C" Grade in the Victorian Women's Hockey Association, made a very poor beginning, due to not having enough players. Towards the end of the season, however, we benefited from the regular games and the advantage of occasionally (!) having a full team, and we won or drew seven of our last nine matches. We were particularly pleased when, on the last day, we defeated a team participating in the semi-final by 3 goals to 1. We hope to get a flying start next season, which will probably commence at the end of April, 1945, and to do sufficiently well to be promoted to "B" Grade. We can only do this if we have more regular players. Any girls interested please communicate with Nanette Edmunds, WF5582, or Jocelyn Buckland, Haw. 288. The subscription is 12/- per season; the uniform is green, with red accessories, and our home ground is Elsternwick. Matches are at 2 o'clock or 3.30 p.m. Our own team provides an umpire for the game before or after our match each Saturday. Our thanks are due to friends interested in the School who played occasional matches with us, and to several Ruyton girls and present M.L.C. girls who filled in with such alacrity and efficiency when we were particularly short. Old Collegians who played with us include Joan Whiteside (capt.), Margaret Robinson, Dorothy Bassett, Jocelyne Buckland (forwards), Merle Perry, Laurie Miles, Nance Madden (half-backs), Elwyn Smart, Faye Dunstan (backs), and Nanette Edmunds (goalkeeper).

O.C.C. PHYSICAL FITNESS CLASS I have pleasure in presenting the report of the O.C.C. Physical Fitness Class, which was only formed about four months ago.

The class has met once a fortnight on a Monday evening in the School gymnasium, and the programme has covered folk dancing, fitness exercises and games, and we have had infinite variety in this excellent class. In these days, when there is perhaps more mental strain than in normal times, it is very necessary to consider one's physical fitness, and this class has proved a happy relaxation. Miss Irene Coleman, Dip.Phys.Ed., has been a most helpful leader, and our sincere thanks are also due to Miss Irene McKay for the help she has so willingly given as our pianiste. LLOYS C. RUSH.

O.C.C. WALKING CLUB I present with pleasure the report of the O.C.C. Walking Club. We decided to have a walk every two months on the last Saturday of the month. As many Old Collegians are at business on a Saturday morning, we have tried to arrange these walks so that they could join the party for the afternoon. This arrangement is not very satisfactory during the winter months, as the days are so short. We hope, however, when the weather improves, to continue regular walks. Old Collegians who are interested are invited to communicate with me at WF3539. BETTY V. JACKSON.

REPORT OF M.L.C.O.C. LIBRARY APPEAL September, 1944. By Mrs. L. S. Chambers (Jean Davison). This appeal was launched at the general meeting, 12th September, 1943, since when the sum of £458 has been raised. There have been five meetings of the sub-committee. The activities during the year were: Children's fete, at Lauriston, an entertainment by the Tudor Singers at M.L.C., a picture night, a night of Russian music, by courtesy of Miss Slater; a button day at M.L.C., a night in the swimming pool at M.L.C., stall at Sports Day, M.L.C.; series of adult education lectures, M.L.C. staff concert. There is an amount in hand for "The White Cliffs," presented by our president, Mrs. Sutherland, on 22nd September. As a

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result of these activities, the sum of £223/5/5 has been raised; the remaining amount has been by direct giving. We thank all those concerned. We are also indebted to our hon. auditor, Miss Alison Frazer, who has so cheerfully given of her time. As we feel we should like the appeal completed within the two years, a fete is being arranged at M.L.C. in March. This will involve a considerable amount of work, but it should also bring in a considerable sum. The school authorities and schoolgirls, though wilting to help in any way, look to the Old Collegians for organisation and leadership. We feel that there must be many Old Collegians outside the subcommittee who are experienced in such matters, and might be willing to help. We will be glad to hear from them as soon as possible, and to have any of their suggestions. The sub-committee has changed a little in personnel during the yeai. Anne Rigby and Netta Jones have resigned, and Jean Vaughan, Lloys Rush, Mary Slater, Judy Lee and Robbie Walker have been added. Members of the sub-committee now comprise, with the co-option of new members, Mrs. G Sutherland, Miss E. Barker, Mrs. L S. Chambers, Miss E. Christensen. Progress Report. The total receipts to date are £486. We again wish to thank all those who have helped us; individual donors, and Mrs. Gordon Sutherland, who arranged a delightful evening, presenting "The White Cliffs," and her assisting artists, Mrs. Muriel Vaughan and Mr. Robert Comport. As a result of this entertainment we benefited to the extent of £10. On Saturday afternoon, 18th November, a dog show was arranged by Miss Mary Slater, assisted by Miss E. Christensen, and £16 profit resulted. Our thanks are due to Mrs. Hendy (First Mate) and Miss Dulcie Foard for their help with the judging. We have printed membership cards, which can be obtained from Miss E. Christensen, M.L.C., or Mrs. L. Chambers, 20 Goldthorn's Ave., Kew, for 1/-. These have been instituted in order to obtain the names and ad-

dresses of persons interested in our appeal. All members who obtain a card and give their address will be notified from time to time of our activities. It is hoped all Old Collegians will join. There will be a stall of Christmas gifts on Parents' Day at the College, and the funds raised will enable us to stock our stalls for our fete in March. At this fete, on Saturday, 24th March, 1945, there will be numerous stalls, containing dairy produce, fruit, vegetables, sweets, cakes, white elephants, etc. We ask Old Collegians to take this opportunity of buying their requirements for the week-end, and to bring their friends. We will be pleased to receive any gifts in goods or money; also if any Old Collegians are prepared to help on stalls will they send in their names and addresses to Mrs. L. Chambers. J. CHAMBERS. ZENANA MISSION O.C.C. members may be interested to hear news of the Zenana Bible and Medical Mission, in the interest and service of which many old College girls have taken part. This mission, commenced in England in 1852, pioneered women's missionary service in India, and has done wonderful medical and educational work,, on a true evangelical basis, all through the years. Being interdenominational, it includes among its workers women of all denominations, labouring together in Christian fellowship and unity, in the interests of Indian women and children. Among the first Australian missionaries to go was Constance Howell (Mrs. C. 0. Lelean), and later, when she married and went to Fiji, her younger sister, Lorna, went to India. At the present time Winifred Carnegie is senior missionary of the Australian station at Sholapur„ in the Bombay Presidency, which is staffed entirely by Australian workers, and supported by Australia. Many Old Collegians have taken active part in the home service of this mission, and are to-day among its enthusiastic supporters. CLARE CARNEGIE.

SILVER AND GREEN ANNUAL REPORT, OLD COLLEGIAN PLAYERS In reporting the activities of Lhe M.L.C. Old Collegian Players for the year 1944, I would like to pay tribute to Mrs. Gordon Sutherland on her untiring efforts over the past few months in producing the annual play, "Daddy Long Legs," which is to be shown at the National Theatre on Wednesday, 20th December. Our choice of play this year is, I think you will agree, a very happy one, and, amongst the players themselves, very popular, one that the club has been keen to play for quite a few years. Joy Ditty, as Judy Abbott, with Reg Lloyd as Daddy Long Legs, work together as a good team in the leading role. Those of you who remember Joy as the dithery Miss Curtis in "The Charm School" will add their backing to our choice, I'm sure. Muriel Campbell (Bracher) is still in our cast this year, and is the proud mother of a fine baby boy. Her husband is still up north. The rehearsals have been held again this year in the Cyclax premises, thus saving much in the way of rent, as well as being a central place for practice. Many thanks to Jean McKenzie for making this possible, also to Bob Cliff for having a lot of typing done for us and for making Cliff and Bunting's offices available for some rehearsals when Cyclax was in the hands of the decorators, etc. A meeting of members was called, at which it was decided to ask the Old Collegians if they would give a helping hand at the theatre on the night of the annual play. It has been felt for some time that a closer partnership with the Old Collegians' Club itself would be a very welcome and happy association. Miss Kelly was approached, and delighted with the notion, and the idea is being carried into effect at the coming play. Amongst our new members this year we have Patience Cornell, Brenda Tozer, Audrey Collett and Leslie Austin. New talent is always welcome to the club, and it is hoped that the coming year will bring many more recruits to the Old Collegian Players.

In closing I would like to pass on to all fellow Old Collegians the players' best wishes for Christmas and peace in the corning year GRACE DOWNING, Hon. Secretary.

FOUR YEARS ABROAD IN WAR-TIME In April, 1941, when London was ablaze from blitzing, and the Allies were "losing" the Atlantic Battle, we sailed for England. My husband was to rake up duties as secretary to a proposed Australian Scientific Research Liaison Office in London, and I, though I did not know it at the time, was to set up and supervise the photo-copying section, Australia House. After three and a half years, we have just returned via Canada and the United States, with three years of war-time England behind us, and before us the realisation that it will be harder for us to acquire a house in Melbourne than to escape bombs in London. One is forbidden to write of details of war-time travel, but it is safe to disclose that the journey from the States to England was long, exciting,, dangerous and uncomfortable, while the trip back was brief, uneventful and luxurious. Of the Pacific crossings, I refrain from recording anything. We lived in a modern service flat in Fleet Street, and worked in Australia Hcuse. Our first fiat—urged upon us as Australians who would miss light and sunshine—boasted a glass ceiling and expansive windows. We loved that place until the third night of occupancy, when we experienced our first air-raid. The noise made on the glass by our own falling flak was a terrifying feature of this blitz. We resolved that, cost us what it may, we should move into the safest available building. Research disclosed that reinf ormed concrete structures offered the best protection, and that the middle of a high building was to be preferred to either the top, which is subject to fire and direct hits, or the bottom, which suffers from blast. But, contrary to climbers of the social ladder, we had to start at the top and work our way down, ending safely on the fifth floor of a nine-story building. On the occasions when the building was hit and

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on fire we felt that the trouble and expense were well justified. Procedure adopted in facing a raid is an individual affair, and varies with people's reactions to the ordeal. A sentiment has grown up discouraging criticism or interference, and the community frowns upon the missionary zealot who tries to persuade his neighbours into adopting his particular set of precautionary measures. In consequence, a hostess faced with a group of guests and an "alert," would allow each to follow his own inclinations. Some would immediately leave for a shelter or tube station, some would seek in the house a passage free from glass, some would remain until the usual time of parting, then face the flak and bombs in an effort to reach their own homes, and others would prefer to stay where they were for the night, content to talk through the raid, or sleep on the floor covered with what spare rugs the hostess could provide. Nobody would question the action taken, for long experience has taught each person the course that is best for him. He no longer needs to make a fresh decision every time the same thing happens —a habit has been formed. For better or for worse, we never entered a shelter, but stayed doing whatever we happened to be doing at the time the siren sounded, merely avoiding outdoor exposure to heavy flak. If we were in our carefully selected flat we were grateful, but if we were visiting, working in Australia House, or enjoying a theatre or cinema, we behaved as if nothing untoward were happening. We once sat through Walt Disney's "Victory Through Air Power" while a raid raged outside. I do not recommend this to anyone, because you cannot distinguish the noises of the bogus screen raids from those of the genuine, local one, and, absurd though it is, we like to hear the bomb which is going to hit us. (Ironically enough, you never do.) England has plenty to eat, but the diet is Potatoes monotonous, deadly monotonous. and mainstay, housewife's the are bread and the English eating public is bullied, by nationwide advertising campaigns and pressure of circumstances, into consuming enormous quantities of potatoes. I shall appreciate it if I

am never called upon to eat a boiled potato again. The present acute potato shortage means nothing to me. There is a serious scarcity of fats and milk, so special provision is made for expectant mothers and children, for it is obvious to all that the ord;nary adult ration is inadequate for these two groups. Food rationing is rigidly and honestly enforced. For each item of food, registration with a specific shopkeeper is necessary. He gets just sufficient supplies to fulfil the requirements of his registered customers. Should he be over-generous to one, another must, in consequence, go short. For this reason, public opinion has been strong enough to outlaw the small black-marketeer. I was somewhat shocked to discover, in Australia, a feeling that it was rather smart to receive a quarter of a pound extra of this and that "from under the counter." My first breakfast in a Sydney hotel was somewhat unfortunate. The couple at the next table ordered "two eggs and bacon." The waiter explained that while they could have eggs again for lunch and dinner, one only, per person, could be served for breakfast. The ensuing complaints and savage criticisms of the Australian Government were irritating to somebody just returned from a country which accepted a summer ration of one egg per month and a winter ration of one egg every three months, without protest. It was then that I realised that there exists a disparity between the Atlantic and the Pacific outlook, an obvious and natural difference of attitude between people stimulated by constant danger, and those relatively safe. The good health of the English seems to be over-rated here. Even in England most of us felt that we were not as fit as the local authorities kept on telling us we were. It seemed to me, from personal observation only, that there was a great tendency for the population to suffer from colds, rheumatism, gastric influenza and ulceration. Apart from an adverse climate, blast-warped doors, shattered windows, insufficient fuel, a fat shortage, an unbalanced diet, and broken sleep may account for these suspected troubles. Nevertheless, the ability of the English people to "take" it, to suffer inconvenience, danger and hardship, with neither complaint nor bitterness, is unques-

—"Biz," Pass VI.b, Krome.

—Margaret Morison, L.V.e. KOALA BEAR.

—Linda Napier, P.VI.b. Krome. PART OF A WOOL CLIP, 1943, BEING TAKEN TO A RAILWAY STATION.

SILVER AND GREEN tioned. I am proud to have shared life with such folk. Not for them the quick satisfaction of "one crowded hour of glorious fame"; they are called upon to be heroes day after day, and night after night. Their response is heroic. The last four years of my life have been filled with experiences I would never have sought, for who chooses to see a convoy attacked, submarines sunk, and homes razed to the ground, but I am left with a feeling of gratitude that they were thrust upon me. YVONNE I. NICHOLLS (Miles). NEWS Dora Harcourt recently spent a month's leave at Mildura. She spent a happy afternoon with Mrs. Murray (Blanche Banks) at her home, "Sunny Cliffs," a few miles out of Mildura. Dora also saw Florrie Risby. Lorna Carter is boarding at the Y.W.C.A., Hobart. Mrs. Cyril Bull (Mary Harcourt), who is living in Hobart, has renewed friendships with Mrs. Harold Pearce (Gladys Philps), Mrs. Cerutty (Isabel Schultz), also Mrs. Blakney, whom old girls will remember as Miss Jeffreys, a music teacher at the College in Miss Fitchett's time. Mrs. Bull has taken these Old Collegians to visit Miss Fitchett, who is keeping well, and sends affectionate greetings to the O.C.C. Mrs. G. D. Brimacombe (Marjorie Holden), whose husband, the Rev. G. D. Brimacombe, is stationed in Hobart, also visits Miss Fitchett. Mrs. L. Williams's (Winnie Stafford) son, Stafford, is with the R.A.A.F. in England. Her daughter, Winsome, is nursing at the Royal Melbourne. Ethel Hunt, who has been in Epworth for treatment, is home again. Mrs. H. V. Leckie (Bessie Williams) has not been in good health for some time, and has now been ordered to a rest home for a month's observation. Old Collegians send best wishes and kind thoughts to this Sydney member. Mrs. Weatherly (May Bird) visired Hobart recently. Mrs. R. N. White (Sadye Reynolds) and Mrs. Acklom (Elsie Beardsley) are acting on the committee of the Balaclava Free Kin der-

garten, where Dora Harcourt is directress. Mrs. Tozer (Alice Thompson) is a voluntary helper, giving valued assistance. Mrs. Tozer's daughter, Brenda has corn menced her training at the Children's Hospital, intending to specialise in dietetics. Ruth Turner commenced training at Epworth early this year. Mrs. Cerutty (Isabel Schultz), Hobart, expects to visit Melbourne shortly, and hopes to be present at the garden party. Dorothea Macdougall has recently completed a comprehensive survey of infant welfare activities in the municipality of South Melbourne, and is now studying the "Care of the Pre-school Child" course for infant welfare sisters at the Kindergarten Training College, Kew. This is the first course (in Australia) of its kind for trained nurses. Dorothea has lately been appointed secretary of the Victorian Baby Health Centres Association Sisters' Club. Joan Howe has completed her nursing course at the Mildura Hospital. Valmai Lomer is now living in Western Australia, her parents having been transferred to Seaf orth Army Boys' Home, Gosnells, about thirteen miles from Perth. Mrs. Lobban (Mona Elliot), whilst holidaying in Hobart, met Isabel Cerutty and Mary Bull. Millicent Denton's father is hon secretary of the Old Wesley Collegians' Association. Millicent's two brothers are on active service, one a flying officer with a Liberator squadron in the Pacific, and the other a lieutenant in the A.I.F. Mrs. Macauley's (Milly Angus) daughter, Mrs. Fiddian, has returned from New South Wales to Melbourne. Mrs. H. Taylor's (Cora Jenkins) daughter, Jean, was married to Petty Officer W. Duthie, of Kalgoorlie, W.A. Her eldest son, Pilot Officer Douglas, returned last August to Australia via New York and San Francisco, after 31 years abroad with the R.A.A.F. Her second son, L.A.C. Malcolm, is in Canada training under the Empire air training scheme. Mrs. L. Hamley (Dorothy Hodge) has been president of the Drouin branch of the Country

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Women's Association for 1942-44. Presidency of the C.W.A. is eligible for two years. Mrs. Bertram Wood's (Woollard) parents celebrated the 65th anniversary of their wedding on 1st September. Evalyne Smith, B.A., Dip.Ed.., has recently gained her Bachelor of Commerce degree. Mrs. Burton Horseley (Dorothy Nicholas), who has been in Sydney with her parents for the last year, has returned to Melbourne. Her daughter, Elizabeth, has celebrated her first birthday. Mrs. F. W. Campbell's (Gretchen Krome) daughter, Margaret, has presented her with a granddaughter, Beverley Margaret. Gretchen is living in Sydney. Mrs. W. S. Richards (Hazel Misses) returned to her parents' home at Beeac, her husband having been posted to a northern naval base. Collegians send a greeting to Jean Torry, who has not been able to attend gatherings for the last few months on account of illness, and are glad to know she is much better Mrs. Dennis Collie (Valda Carter) is living at Edgecliffe, Sydney. Doris Curnow's pupils have done well at recent music examinations at Wycheproof. We are glad to know that her mother, who has been ill for the last three months, is now improving. Frances Wade is in charge of the newly established training centre for Red Cross craft workers at Red Cross National Headquarters, in Flinders Street. This centre is designed to give preliminary training to new workers, to provide refresher courses for craft instructors in hospitals, and to give hospital visitors the necessary training in crafts. Congratulations to Frances on her interesting appointment as director of handicrafts. Congratulations also to Joan Forster, an Old Collegian, who is now head of the junior school at M.L.C. Mrs. Williams (Winnie Stafford) has just received word that her son, Pilot Officer J. S. Williams, who is navigator of a Pathfinder crew, flying with an R.A.A.F. Lancaster squadron, has been awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross.

Mrs. J. H. Forsyth (Edna Pryor) and Dorothy Barnett, went by air to Sydney recently. Edna visited Mrs. J. Larcombe (Dorothy Thomas). Mr. and Mrs. Vivian Walklate invited a number of Old Collegians to a musical recital in the Assembly Hall on Monday, 21st August. These recitals are sponsored by the University Conservatorium to bring promising young musicians before the music-loving public of Melbourne. Audrey Walklate, who recently graduated Bachelor of Music, and who is a flautist in the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra, accompanied by Pauline Ward, played Bach's concerto in G and five pieces by Mouquet. We desire to congratulate Audrey on her gifted rendering of her selections, and to thank Mr. and Mrs. Walklate for entertain:ng a number of Old Collegians afterwards, when a very enjoyable reunion of old friends lee'•. to happy memories being recalled. ENGAGEMENTS Congratulations are extended to the follow. ing Old Collegians, whose en6gements are announced:— Loris Nicol, of Koroit, to Mr. Cam. O'Donnell. Roma Reseigh to Warrant Officer Ian Stuart McNeil, R.A.A.F., of Warragul. Lois Hocking to Mr. Harwood J. W. Fraser, R.A.A.F, of Sydney. Betty Shimmin to Lieut. Donald McKinlay, A.I.F. Marie Chenoweth to Flight-Lieut. Clive Walker, of Glenhowan, Mitcham. Heather Rentoul to Mr. Stanley G. Kings. Nettie Gill to Tech. Cpl. Louis F. Statz. eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Statz, Wisconsin, U.S.A. Cassie Curnow to Mr. L. Johnson. Ailsa Figgins, W.R.A.N.S., to Mr. Charles V. Johnstone, R.A.N.R. Leila Calder, Leongatha, to Driver F. W. Carmody, A.I.F. (returned). Lorna Chadderton to Mr. L. Tice. Alberta Towns to Mr. Geoffrey Lawrence, of Hawthorn.

SILVER AND GREEN MARRIAGES Francis Liew Neo Chew, formerly of Singapore, to Captain Bing Tjiouw The (N.E.I Forces), at Balaclava Methodist Church, by the Rev. R. S. Williams. Old girls present were: Betty Barret, Phyl. Carter, Ivy Chew, Rona Meier, Lois Phillips, Moya Seymour and Betty Wong. Jean Lake to Mr. Edgar James Thomas, at the Gardiner Presbyterian Church, on 4th November. Old Collegians present were: Olive Knight (Timpson), Olive Dempster (Spicer), and Dorothea Macdougall. Valda Carter to Second Officer Dennis Hollie, Merchant Navy, at Scots Church, on 12th August, by the Rev. J. Golder Burns. Mavis was bridesmaid. Old girls present were: Mrs. Fisher (Margot Rogers) and Mrs. B. Horsley (Dorothy Nicholas). Elsa Williamson to Mr. Keith Campbell, A.I.F., at Wesley Church, Portland. on 1 1 th August. Margaret Bridgborn to Corporal Owen Philip Davies, R.A.A.F., at the Aberfeldie Methodist Church, Moonee Ponds, on 26th August, by the Rev. J. H. Langdon, assisted by the bride's father, the Rev. W. C. Bridgborn. Olive Norma Nance to L.A.C. Frank Ernest Commons, R.A.A.F., at Methodist Church, South Camberwell, by the Rev. F. H. Jenkin, on 5th November. Gwen was bridesmaid. June Braddock to Sgt. Eric McDonald, R.A.A.F. (returned), at St. John's, Toorak, on 30th September, by the Rev. Dr. A. Law. Desma was bridesmaid. Norma Lesley Raiment to Pilot Officer Robert Neil Tucker, at Wesley Church on 16th October. The Rev. H. G. Secomb officiated, and Dr. Dulcie Raiment was bridesmaid Violet Cornell to Mr. Athol Charles Pritchard, at Burke Road, Balwyn, Methodist Church, on 1 1 th November, by the Rev. F. T. Cleverdon. Joan was bridesmaid. Ann Moon to Lieut. William Giles Chippindall, at St. Mark's Church of England, Camberwell. Mrs. Adamson (Joan Moon) attended the bride. Patricia Phillips to Captain Malcolm Arthur. Muriel Leversha to Private Neil Gordon.

Shirley Cockfield to Corporal Leslie Wilson, A.I.F., at South Camberwell Methodist Church, in November, by the Rev. F. H. Jenkin.

BIRTHS Mr. and Mrs. R. D. Higgs (Gwen Frazer), a daughter, on 24th July (Elaine Jeanette). Mr. and Mrs. L. Cameron (Phyllis Barnard), of Woy Woy, N.S.W., a daughter on 13th July (Lynette Phyllis). Mr. and Mrs. Alan F. Smith (Maida Archbold), a son, on 29th August (Ian Lindsay). Mr. and Mrs. Rupert Ellwood (Jean Knowles), of Woodell, Applethorpe, Queensland, a son, on 2nd October (Lindsay George). Mr. and Mrs. Alan Halliday (Yutha Thiemeyer), a son (Ian). Mr. and Mrs. L. Buzaglo (Kath. Miers), a daughter (Meredith). Mr. and Mrs. E. Crane (Jean Elvins), son, in November. Mr. and Mrs. Campbell (Muriel Bracher), a son. Mr. and Mrs. Saulwick (Mary Jones), a son. Mr. and Mrs. Alf. Dufty (Avon Griffith), a daughter, on 16th November (Prudence). Major and Mrs. F. H. Davidson (Winsome Denniston), a son, on 7th September (Rodney Neil). Captain and Mrs. Ian M. Hicks (Peggy Chinner), a son, on 28th September Mr. and Mrs. Roland Stebbins (Jean Came), a daughter, on 9th October (Barbara Ruth). Mr. and Mrs. Arch. Walker (Joy Masters), New South Wales, a daughter (Margaret). Captain and Mrs. H. W. Garlick (Winifred Champion), a daughter, on 7th September (Beverley Ruth). Mr. and Mrs. Eric Rose (Lorna Hayler), a son, on 5th October. Mr. and Mrs. D. Westaway (Marjorie Whittaker), a daughter. Mr. and Mrs. L. Migley (Lorna Thomson), a daughter (Janet Leslie), on 2nd September. Mr. and Mrs. H. K. Storey (Doris Macdonald), a daughter (Lynette Elaine), on 2nd July.

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BEREAVEMENTS Old Collegians extend sympathy to the following members, who have suffered recent bereavements:— Mrs. R. Hales (Grace Waite). Mrs. R. Vizard (Helen), and Mildred Waite, in the loss of their sister, Mrs. A. G. S. Woodward (Isobel), who died leaving a baby boy who is now in the care of Mrs. Hales. Jean McKenzie, of Glen Iris, whose brother, Dr. McKenzie, of R.A.N., was lost at sea. Millicent Slater, in the loss of her mother in June. Pauline Brett, who lost her father in September. The Misses M. and E. Hunt, in the loss of their brother, the Rev. Herbert Hunt, on 19th September, and of their sister, Mrs. F. J. Jennings (Edith), on 30th September. Mrs. F. B. Gamble (Jean Apperly), in the death of her father on 6th September. Mrs. Love (Elvie Cadle), in tho death of her mother on 5th October.

Mrs. McKay (Belle Weir), in the death of her father on 13th October, at the age of 95 years. Elsie Bailey, who lost her mother on 1 1 th November. Agnes Murray, on the death of her father in November. Mrs. A. Corner (Jean Wellard) and Mrs. A. Dufty (Faith), in the loss of their father, the Rev. A. E. Wellard, on 18th November. Joyce and Pixie Warren, who lost their father. Mrs. Simpson (Phyllis Metherall), in the loss of her father on 18th June. Joan Forster, in the sudden death of her father on 20th August. Mrs. H. S. Alcorn (Jeffery), who lost her father on 29th October, after a long illness. Dr. Beatrice Sharwood (Mrs. Holt), who lost her father recently. Mrs. B. A. Goode (Flossie Thomas) and Bertha, in the recent loss of their father.

Obituary Mrs. T. Reid (Eva Dyson) passed away in August. Mrs. Reid was one of the early pupils at the College. After leaving College Mrs. Reid entered the teaching profession. She was the younger daughter of the Rev. Martin Dyson, and sister of the Rev. George Dyson. Old Collegians offer their sympathy to her family and relatives. A TRIBUTE TO THE LATE VIVIEINN FLETCHER. It is with deep regret that we record the death, on 25th August, 1944, of Vivien Fletcher, one of our dearly loved Old Collegians. Vivien was a boarder at School from 1903 until 1906, when always she matriculated. She was regarded as one of the popular girls at

school on account of her happy disposition, always a few friendly words in passing, and her very unselfish nature. She served on the O.C. Council as well as the Clubrooms Committee, and for many years was a member of the Carlton Home Committee. T f- ose of us who were privileged to know her miss her cncerful presence, and cherish a happy memory. Her wonderful fortitude and courage during the long months of her illness were an inspiration to all with whom she came in contact. The sympathy of the O.C.C. goes out to her relatives, especially her dear elderly mother, who misses her love and devotion sadly. —Vera Blackburn.

SILVER AND GREEN ACKNOWLEDGMENT. The Editress thanks the following Old Collegians for items of interest contributed to this issue:—Edith C. Barker, Dora Harcourt, Edna Forsyth, Vera Blackburn, Rona Meier, Ruby Mitchell, Clare Carnegie, Dorothea Macdougall, Sheila Marshall, Yvonne Nicholls, and all those who contributed reports of activities and individual items of news.

MISS EDITH C. BARKER It is indeed a privilege to place on record the gratitude and appreciation of the Old Collegians' Club for the wonderful service of Miss Edith Barker, who has filled the office of honorary secretary for the past fourteen years, and who now resigns from that office, but, happily, remains as senior vice-president.

Unceasingly, during her term of office, Miss Barker has given an example of loyalty and devotion to an ideal. Early in her work as secretary, she set up her own ideal of what she felt her office should be, and, to that end, freely and unstintingly gave of her time, her energy, and her ability. No club or organisation anywhere has ever been more faithfully or more generously served. Whenever a decision had to be made in club affairs, there was only one question to be answered, and it was always asked by Miss Barker, "What is the best thing to do for the club?" From our hearts we thank Miss Barker for the inspiration of her service, guidance and friendship, and we pray for her a gentle benison in the years to come.

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