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SILVER AND GREEN cifingazine of tile gethobist xabirs' ToUrge DECEMBER, 1940.

EDITRESS: PETERA CAMPBELL.

THE EDITORIAL "Let us have faith that right makes might, and in that faith let us dare to do our duty, as we understand it."—Lincoln. A year of great stress and anxiety closes with the British Empire at grips with a powerful and ruthless enemy. We cannot predict the future, but the spirit of our Motherland and her Dominions remains undaunted. New engines of death, new types of warfare, have been loosed on the world; still we must pray and work that "God may defend the right." While Australian youth is comparatively sheltered, remote, and unaware of the real tragedy of warfare, we must realise that each one of us, particularly those leaving the sanctuary of the College and going out into the world, is burdened with a real responsibility, and each individual has a part to play in the great struggle of the present, whose result so influences the future. Education and school-life give us the moral and spiritual strength to meet the trials to come. We must remember that during this period of training, there is something to do to help others, and thus help the Empire. We all must strive for the good of the whole, even in our own small sphere of school activity. When everyone is so doing, and then only, will

anything great be achieved. When this attitude of personal unselfishness and sacrifice has been adopted in our present world of schoollife, and we learn to keep stout hearts, and steady minds, combined with a righteous purpose, then can we be victorious over all difficulties. Only under such conditions can our nation and our Empire be confident of ultimate victory. VALE. It is with sincere regret that we say "Goodbye" to our Vice-Principal, Dr. G. I. Wade, M.A., Ph.D., who is to leave us at the close of this year to be Headmistress of our sister school, M.L.C., Sydney. Dr. Wade has been with us since 1935, and has done a great deal for the school in many ways. The interest she has shown in individual girls, and in the Prefects from year to year has had a marked influence. We owe her especial thanks for encourage. ment of the literary work of the school. "Silver and Green" and "The Star" (our new mid-year magazine of original contributions) owe much to her enthusiasm. In addition to her many duties and her interest in every side of school life, Dr. Wade has given much attention to our Red Cross and Social Service activities, as well as to our war

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work. For her efforts in connection with the Girls' Ward, Dr. Wade this year was made a Live-Governor of the Prince Henry Hospital. In June this year, as a contribution to the Commonwealth War Effort, she founded and organised an M.L.C. War Savings Certificate Group. This has raised over £600. • In congratulating Dr. Wade on her new appointment, we also express our deep appreciation of her valuable and many-sided work for the College, and hope that she will carry with her many happy memories of "our old grey school of dreams." Loloma Green, Senior Prefect.

SCHOOL OFFICERS Senior Prefect and Senior House Prefect— Loloma Green. Vice-Senior Prefect—Rosemary Williams. Full Prefects—Le Barnett (Term I.), Petera Campbell, Ruth Carne, Joan Eggleston, Jean Fowler, Enid Hocking (Terms I. and II.). Heather Rentoul, Betty Snowball, Phyllis Staurenghi. Associate Prefects—Muriel Campbell, Lynette Firth, Lorna Grierson, Margot Jackson, Leslie Leask, Dorothy Pollock, Zoe Proud, Marjorie Stewart, Betty Trewhella (Terms II and III), Margaret Tully, Robbie Walker. House Prefects—Petera Campbell, Came, Zoe Proud, Betty Trewhella.

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House Captains—Senior: Petera Campbell (Berry) ; Loloma Green (Cato); Le Barnett (Term I.), Dorothy Pollock (Terms II. and III.) (Fitchett) ; Betty Snowball (Krome). Middle: Pat. Rentoul (Berry); Moya Seymour (Cato); Joan Boyd (Fitchett) ; Peggy Crabtree (Krome). Junior: Joan McCallum (Berry) ; Ailsa Sefton (Cato) ; Leonie Joolen (Fitchett) ; Joan Buckman (Krome). House Sports Captains—Senior: Margot Jackson (Berry) ; Robbie Walker (Cato) ; Dulcie Whittaker (Fitchett) ; Rosemary Williams (Krome). Middle: Margaret Lawson (Berry) ; Dorothy Purvis (Cato) ; Valerie McDonald (Fitchett) ; Betty Rayner (Krome). Junior: Gwenda Shepherd (Berry) ; Joyce Harris (Cato) ; Denise Turner (Fitchett) ; Beverley Glenn (Krome).

Sports Committee: Dr. Wade (President), Miss Blaxland, Miss Foote, Miss Perkins, Miss Kellaway, Loloma Green, Le Barnett (Secretary, Term I.), Ruth Came (Secretary, Terms II. and III.), Rosemary Williams, Robbie Walker, Margot Jackson, Dulcie Whittaker, Joan Eggleston. Sports Captains—Le Barnett (Term I.), Robbie Walker (Term III.) (Baseball) ; Robbie Walker (Tennis), Ruth Came (Hockey), Margot Jackson (Basket-ball), Betty Snowball (Athletics). Magazine Committee—Petera Campbell (Editress), Barbara Taylor (Sub-Editress), Leslie Leask, Ailsa Thomson, Mary Hopper, Zoe Proud, Jocelyne Buckland, Shirley Smith, Laurel Bamford. Walking Club—Miss Parker (President), Miss Christensen (Vice-President), Dorothy Pollock (Secretary), Margot Jackson (Treasurer), Rosemary Williams, Petera Campbell, Lynette Firth, Robbie Walker. Bible Study Committee—Miss Betts, Miss Horsman (Joint Presidents), Heather Rentoul (Vice-President), Jocelyne Buckland (Minute Secretary), Lorna Siddons (Corresporidence Secretary), Kathleen Wood (Treasurer), Lorna Grierson, Rosemary Williams, Margaret Rentoul, Ailsa Thomson. Library Committee—Miss Christensen, Miss Hurley, Enid Hocking (Terms I. and II.) (Librarian), Betty Frazer (Term III.) (Librarian), Joan Brewster, Dawn Johnson, Barbara Taylor, Jean Fowler. Red Cross Society—Dr. Wade (President), Miss Luke (Treasurer), Zoe Proud (Secretary), June Murray, Leah Hollings, Hilda Latimer, Elma Walters (Term I.), Enid Brown (Terms II. and III.), Joy Duncan. I.R.G. Committee—Miss Bowden (President), Le Barnett (Term I.), Joan Brewster (Terms II. and III.) (Vice-President), Petera Campbell (Secretary), Betty Snowball (Minute Secretary), Joan Eggleston (Treasurer), Barbara Taylor (Publicity Officer), Lorna Grierson (Librarian) (Terms I. and II.), Marjorie R. Thomas (Term III.), Muriel Campbell, Betty Hookway, Dorothy Lord, Lois Bridgborn.

SILVER AND GREEN Debating Society Committee—Miss Pratt (President), Loloma Green, Rosemary Williams (Vice-Presidents), Joan Eggleston (Secretary), Jean Fowler, Robbie Walker, Leslie Leask, Joyce Parkinson. Form Captains—Hon. VI.: Loloma Green: Pass VI.a: Robbie Walker. Pass VI.b: Lynette Firth. Dip.A: Betty Snowball. Dip.B: Audrey Bee (Terms I. and II.), Marjorie Crossland (Term III.). V.a: Roberta Gilchrist. V.b: Doris Mather. V.c: Marjorie Thomas. V.d: Jean Hancock. V.e: Vera Ram Samuj (Terms I. and II.). Joan Howie (Term III.). L.V.a: Beth McAlister. L.V.b: Shirley Horsfall. XX.: Edna Hammond. XX.a: Peggy Crabtree. IV.a: Betty Knuckey. Remove A: Madge Green. Extra IV.: Ellen Stanton. IV.b: Betty Matthews. Remove B: Ailsa Sefton. IV.c: Joan Ffrench. Remove C: Estelle Nicholls. IV.d: Judith Pihl. Junior School: Dorothy Marsh. Sports Captains—Hon. VI.: Le Barnett (Term I.), Dulcie Whittaker (Terms II. and III.). Pass VI.a: Betty McConchie. Pass VI.b:

Doreen Lancaster. Dip.A: Marjorie R. Thomas. Dip.B: Dawn Valiance. V.a: Margaret Lowe. V.b: Pat. Reynolds. V.c: Ruby Connell. V.d: Marjorie Hislop. V.e: Margaret Rayner. L.V.a: Margaret Lawson. L.V.b: Betty Rayner. XX: Lois Bridgborn. XX.a: Helen Wilks. IV.a: Audrey Fleming. Remove A: Dawn Punton. Extra IV.: Patsy Smith. IV.b: June Vincent. Remove B: Joyce Harris. IV.c: Jill Stuchbery. Remove C: Joyce Hiscock. Red Cross Captains—Hon. VI.: Zoe Proud. Pass VI.a: Elma Walters (Term I.), Enid Brown (Terms II. and III.). Pass VI.b: June Murray. Dip.A: Betty Trewhella. Dip.B: Joy Duncan. V.a: Leah Hollings. V.b: Beryl Roediger. V.c: Joan Turner. V.d: Valda Slutzkin. V.e: Shirley Flintoff. L.V.a: Ailsa Thomson. L.V.b: Lois Thorpe. XX.: Joyce Murray. XX.a: Hilda Latimer. IV.a: Pat. Crone. Remove A: Elinor Anderson. Extra IV: Betty Jungwirth. IV.b: Anne Hattam. Remove B: Joan McCallum. IV.c: Betty Brown. Remove C: Norma Buckman. IV.d: Beverley Nicholls. Junior School: Margaret Bell.

IN MEMORIAM On 5th August, Mr. C. R. Stocks, who had been the accountant of the school for over twelve years, died suddenly, after having been in the office a few hours before. Mr. Stocks had been an extremely efficient and faithful officer of the school, and had been well known to all members of the staff and most of the girls. To them all he had shown unfailing courtesy and kindness, and many Old Collegians remember his consideration with regard to securing positions upon their leaving school. He had the real interest of the school at heart and rejoiced in its progress, to which he himself contributed so much. To

Mrs. Stocks, her daughters (both Old Collegians), and all relatives the school continues to give prayerful sympathy. Judith Henderson, aged 6 years, passed away at Epworth Hospital on Sunday, 27th October, after an illness lasting several weeks. Judith was a resident pupil for less than four weeks during Term II., but did not return after the vacation. Even during that short period she endeared herself by her sweet nature, and the school deeply sympathises with Mrs. Henderson (Muriel Butcher, Old Collegian) in her sore bereavement.

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Events of the Year The Church Service. The Annual Church Service, held in the Auburn Methodist Church on Sunday, 12th May, was conducted this year by our Principal. The Special Choir which opened the service with a beautiful rendering of the introit, "0 Worship the Lord," led the singing of the "Te Deum Laudamus" and the responses, and were also responsible for the inspiring anthem, "They That Trust in the Lord." A group of girls read very beautifully the first lesson from Isaiah 55. The church was crowded with parents, friends, and Old Collegians, who were greatly impressed by the service. Those who were unable to be present at the church were equally impressed by the broadcast, and many messages were received from appreciative listeners. —P.C.

Shakespeare Day. Shakespeare Day was celebrated in the school as usual on 23rd April, by the performance of several scenes from the plays studied this year, and by the singing of songs from Shakespeare's works. Honour VI. presented very effectively the opening scene from "King Lear," where the aged ruler divided his kingdom—and in our version had some difficulty with his beard! Pass VI.a and Pass VI.b acted very well indeed two scenes from the play they are studying— "Richard III." The Glee Singers provided the musical section of the programme by singing "Ye Spotted Snakes," "Jog On," "How Shall I Your True Love Know?" and "The Song of —P.C. the Willow."

"Back to School" Day. Although, owing to the war, there was not a public holiday throughout the State on Show Day, 26th September, almost two hundred Old Collegians were present that afternoon for "Back to School" celebrations. As the visitors arrived they were shown over the school, and all were amazed at the fine new buildings. Later, there was an assembly in Fitchett Hall, followed by a programme of musical and elocutionary items given by the

present girls, and an address by Mrs. Shain, President of the Old Collegians' Association, telling of its activities. She reminded us how fortunate we were in having so many beautiful new buildings, and asked us to appreciate them to the fullest possible extent. After the entertainment, the past students, conducted by the Prefects, adjourned to the Dining Hall where they were the guests of the Principal at afternoon tea. All thoroughly enjoyed themselves, and in a very happy mood later watched a baseball match between the past and present girls. After an extremely exciting game, the latter were declared the —P.C. victors.

Arbor Day. During the last term an extensive gardening scheme was undertaken by the Council. Lawns and shrubs were planted near the new entrance to Barker's Road, around the gymnasium and pool, near the hospital, and below the new school block, and a very attractive terraced garden and rockery between the oval and tennis courts. Many members of the staff, and pupils, both individually and as forms, generously contributed to the cost of trees and shrubs, these donations amounting to £191316. The donors enjoyed the planting of their gifts on the Arbor Days, 18th and 25th October. Dr. Wade has presented as a farewell gift a pair of elms for the Fitzwilliam Street gates, and a pair of Turkish oaks for the library courtyard.

The School Play. When it was known that the School Dramatic Society planned to present "The Zeal of Thy House," by Dorothy Sayers, many of the girls (and others) were very doubtful about the success of this ambitious venture. However, they overlooked the artistry, the teaching ability, and the talent for production of our Miss Dwyer. After the cast was chosen, all concerned spent a few busy months preparing for the great event. The production finally took place on Monday evening, 21st October, 1940. The theme of the play is the pride that caused the downfall of a brilliant craftsman, and the repentance that followed. We con.

SILVER AND GREEN gratulate all responsible for the excellent way in which the message was delivered. As the actors appeared on the stage, who would have thought that they were mere school-girls? What poise, what confidence, and above all, what sincerity of conviction! Every member of the audience was deeply impressed not only by the fine acting, but also by the spiritual atmosphere created and maintained. The four angels, Betty Trewhella, Zoe Proud, Phyllis Slater, and Margaret Rouch, with the little cherub, Margaret Mallalieu, sustained their parts admirably throughout, and were largely responsible for the remarkable atmosphere. The monks were true monks indeed, and gave a realistic glimpse of religious life at Canterbury in the twelfth century. We congratulate Joan Eggleston for her splendid portrayal of William of Sens, the proud architect; and also Dorothy Pollock, who was an excellent Lady Ursula de Warbois. In fact, every actor, however small her part, deserves much praise, and we offer them all our sincere congratulations. On behalf of the cast, the School, and all those present at the performance, we sincerely thank Miss Dwyer for her splendid and untiring work, and for the artistic production which —P.C. will linger long in our minds.

"The Zeal of Thy House" By Dorothy Sayers. The Cast (in order of appearance). Phyllis Slater Michael Rouch Margaret Archangels Raphael Betty Trewhella Gabriel J Zoe Proud Cassiel, the Recording Angel A Young Cherub, Thurifer to Raphael Margaret Mallalieu Margaret Tully The Prior of Christ Church. Lois Bridgeborn Stephen, the Treasurer. Lesley Leask Theodatus, the Sacristan. Martin, the Guest Brother and the Infirmarian. Florence Gunner Valerie Munsie Ambrose, the Choir-master. Wulfram, the Director of the Farm. Isabel Firth Ernulphus, the Director of the Kitchen and Joyce Parkinson Distillery. Joyce Davies Paul, the Gardener. Kathleen Campbell Hilary, the Almoner. Beth Howard Silvester, the Painter

Gervase, the Historian and Clerk. Annabelle Rosanove Hubert, Superintendent of the Rough Masons. Judy Campbell Nancy Gregory John of Kent Rival Lorna Punton Henry of York Architects William of Sens, Architect to the Cathedral. Joan Eggleston. The Lady Ursula de Warbois. Dorothy Pollock Lorna Siddons Simon Loris Figgins Walter Joan Brewster Hugh Workmen. Hilda Latimer Geoffrey Pat. Wilkinson Thomas Margery Ellis James Judith Leask A Young Boy. Pilgrims: Margaret Bailey, Betty Frazer, Joan Kemp, Jean Davey, Beverley Kiddie, Dulcie Williams, Valerie Fawcett, Patricia Crowe, Betty Knuckey, Jean Rashleigh, Megan Shiel, Lorna Jay, Jocelyne Buckland, Margaret Layton, Netta Jones, Elaine Murdoch, June Brewer, Jean Clarke, Rosa Dawkins.

Inspection of the New Buildings. On the 1st and 2nd of March this year, the members of the Methodist Conference and their friends were given a splendid opportunity to inspect the additions, alterations, and improvements in our school, made possible by the generosity of the late Mr. A. M. Nicholas, and Mr. G. R. Nicholas. All were very impressed (and almost bewildered) by the modernity and magnificence of the new buildings, and were very interested in the Boarders' Sitting-room, the Library, the Art and Music Schools, not to mention the classrooms and the Swimming Pool and Gymnasium. The "route map" proved very useful, and members of the staff and prefects gave directions at difficult points. Over 1500 —P.C. visitors were present each day.

The Prefects' Party. Owing to the war, the Prefects did not have an official party this year, but combined with Honour VI. to hold an informal dance in aid of the Ambulance Funds. Thanks to the generosity of Mr. and Mrs. Chenoweth, the parents of two former prefects, who lent their home for the occasion and were our host and hostess, all the proceeds could be donated to the War Funds. In all more than £4 was raised by this —P.C. effort.

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School Activities Devotional. "Watch and pray lest ye enter into temptation." At our meetings, held every Tuesday before school, we always sing a hymn before engaging in prayer. Our prayers for the most part have been for the poor children and women in bombed London, and, above all, for the peace of the world. Although far away from the centre of events, we realise "that more things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams." In our prayers we also think of our country, our school, and our personal needs. We hope that the girls of next year will find the guidance, comfort and fellowship which we have experienced, and that Devotional meetings will be attended by still more girls from all parts of the school.

A Visit to the Science Exhibition. On Wednesday, 7th August, a party of us went to the University, where crowds were attending the Annual Science Exhibition. We explored the departments and offered ourselves for all the tests. Some tried the respiratory apparatus. Around their upper and lower chest, University students tied rubber tubes, which were each connected with needles making scratches on a black surface. If they breathed correctly, longer scratches were traced by the lower chest needle. Peering through a microscope, we saw a rhythmically throbbing bubble—only the heart of a flea under an anaesthetic! In the zoology laboratory were models of chickens with enormous eyes and heads compared with the size of their bodies. Models of platypi, crocodiles and lizards could be seen in all stages of development. Frogs had been dissected, with their hearts and other organs still functioning, although the brain had been killed. We saw that by taking some cartilage from the ear, adding to it some nitric acid and heating it, a student could tell whether a person had gout. If the suspect had gout, the mixture became a brilliant pink colour. Students jabbed needles into our fingers to make them bleed, took a sample of blood, and, having compared

it with a chart, told us whether we were anaemic or not. The Botany laboratory held many varieties of mushrooms, toadstools, golden wattle, ferns and cool, green mosses. "Eric" is a model man whose organs may be taken out one by one. We heard his groans as his bones and muscles, lungs, heart, brain, and stomach were taken out and placed on a bench. It was all most gruesome, but instructive. Altogether we spent a most enjoyable and profitable evening, and we hope that next year we may renew our acquaintance with "Eric," and see things which time did not permit this —W.W. year.

The Adelaide Trip. 7 p.m., Friday, 23rd August. No. 4 Platform, Spencer Street Station. What excitement as the train slowly pulled out of the station! At last we were on our way to Adelaide. It was almost unbelievable that no mumps, measles, or paralysis had again intervened to prevent the trip from taking place,—but they really had not, so here we were! After an exciting night on the train, we arrived at the Adelaide station at 8.25 a.m. Introductions to our hostesses then took place, and we departed to our various abodes. It would be no hard task to write a small novel about the wonderful week we spent. But, as space is limited, the descriptions of our sight-seeing tours, our visits to other schools, and our evening entertainments must indeed be brief. On Saturday afternoon we met at the Adelaide M.L.C., whence we departed in private cars for a drive around Mt. Lofty. After visiting the waterfalls at Morialto, the Obelisk on Mt. Lofty summit, and other places of interest, we gathered at National Park—a delightful place—to partake of excellent billy tea. On Saturday evening we had a wonderful time at a party in the school Assembly Hall, which had been especially decorated for the occasion, the colours of the two M.L.C's predominating. There were about 150 girls present, amongst them being the captains of

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teams from other schools against whom we were thousands of twinkling lights made an unusual to compete later in the week. We had great and impressive sight. On Wednesday afternoon we played more fun playing various games and competitions, and we pay tribute to the prefects for the successful matches—basket-ball at "Girton," excellent way in which they organised this hockey at Presbyterian Girls' College, and tennis at St. Peter's. party. On Wednesday night, a happy party of 68 Sunday was a free day. I think that most of us, after a long and refreshing sleep, were girls went to the beautiful West Theatre. taken by our hostesses for drives or walks to Thursday morning was spent by most people in "-iting places of interest in the city, which had various places of interest. We gathered in the Pixie Street Methodist Church at 7 p.m. for been missed earlier in the week. During the the evening service, which was broadcast over afternoon we visited Woodlands School, and the national network. We greatly appreciated - watched their sports with great pleasure. Thursday evening came all too quickly, and the arranging of this special service in connecour final gathering took place on the platform tion with our visit. On Monday morning we were present at at the Adelaide station. The sad, but affectionschool assembly, during which we were officially ate farewells, and the hearty, ringing cheers, welcomed by Miss Harris, and Loloma spoke were true indications of firm friendships formed to the girls about Melbourne M.L.C. Then we in that wonderful, but all too short week. To Miss Harris, the Headmistress of the set out on a very interesting visit to the Adelaide University. We then made our way to St. Adelaide M.L.C., Miss Morphett, hostesses, and Peter's Cathedral, and later to Colonel Light's all friends, who did so much to make our visit monument. Colonel Light chose the site for, such a memorable one, we once again extend our sincere and grateful thanks, and we hope and planned, the City of Adelaide. During the school lunch hour, we played, that the memory of our visit in August, 1940, and lost by two goals, a basket-ball match will be as happy for them as it is for us. To Miss Blaxland, we would say a very big against our sister school. During the afternoon we were the guests of "Walford House" school, "Thank You" for the friendly and able way in which she chaperoned us, and for the kindly where we were successful at tennis. In the evening, along with many parents and interest which she showed in us—both person—R.A.W. friends, we immensely enjoyed the presenta- ally and collectively. tion of "A Kiss for Cinderella," by the AdeBible Study Fellowship. "Seek ye out of the Book of the Lord." laide M.L.C. Dramatic Club. This year we started with a large memberWe spent an exceptionally interesting morning on Tuesday at Parliament House, which is, ship of enthusiastic girls and leaders. Two quite rightly, the pride of the Adelaide people. books were selected for study at our fortnightly During the afternoon matches were played meetings, "The Pioneers of the Early Church," by the hockey and tennis teams at M.L.C. Our and "The Problem and Power of. Prayer." teams were successful after keen and exciting These books have proved very satisfactory, and matches. Our basket-ball team was also success- the discussion of their contents has been most ful at "The Wilderness." On Tuesday evening beneficial. it was our turn to entertain our hostesses. In Open Period, several times during the Although we presented a very impromptu con- year, we have been interested by delightful cert, we pride ourselves on having obtained speakers. Rev. T. C. Carne and Rev. J. V. much laughter from our audience. Dibbin both spoke to us about India; Sister On Wednesday morning we went on a bus Gray told us of the arduous work of the City tour of the beaches, the city, and Windy Point, Mission; our own Principal spoke to us of life in the hills, from which a very marvellous view in Tonga, and Miss Embery told us of the of Adelaide and its surroundings is obtained. China Inland Mission. We thank all these Those of us who were able to see the same view speakers very much. The girls themselves have at night will, I am sure, never forget it. The taken an active part on these occasions. by

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reading the Bible, playing the hymn, and thanking the speaker. The school is also kept aware of the Fellowship by notices pinned on the notice board in the cloister. A section of the Reference Library has been allotted to books on religious topics, and our thanks are due to Mr. Wood and others for help in procuring suitable books. The staff concerned and the B.S.F. Committee would like to take this opportunity of thanking Mr. Wood for his unfailing helpfulness throughout the year. Committee meetings have been held once a month, and representatives of circles have discussed matters with Miss Betts and Miss Horsman, our Joint Presidents. We thank them for their unflagging interest and guidance. Our financial position seems to be secure. The Mission Party, held on 28th September, was financed by members' donations, and was a source of joy to the excited children, as well as to ourselves. The sum of £1 has been set apart for the Mission at Christmas. Our thanks are due to Rev. M. Bennett, who lent us the Spring Road Methodist Sunday School Hall, and to Mrs. Clarke, Mrs. Figgins, Mrs. Wilson, and Mr. Slater for the generous loan of their cars to transport the Mission children. On 11th July, the combined meeting was held; many of us took part, and Mr. Wood addressed us on "The Christian's Attitude to War, and the Part to be Played in the Coming Years." The service was conducted with reverence and prayerfulness, and we feel with our leaders, whom we sincerely thank for their guidance, that we have a "true fellowship in —J.W.B. Christ."

Social Service Notes. The Social Service activities of the school have become even more varied and numerous this year owing to the war. In spite of the urgent need for comforts for soldiers, the girls have not neglected their other interests. Parcels of goods have been sent from time to time to the South Melbourne, Collingwood, and Carlton Missions, the Methodist Babies' Home, the Cheltenham Homes for Children, and the Inland Mission. Waste paper and silver paper have also been collected for hospital funds; but good as the response has been, let us be even keener in 1941!

This year, it was decided to allow the Forms to choose between the Red Cross and the Comforts Fund, with the result that four Forms are supporting the Red Cross, and nineteen the Comforts Fund. Up to the end of Second Term, 153 articles had been sent to the former and 396 to the latter society. Early in Second Term an Ambulance Fund was opened, and in just three months about one-tenth of the required sum has been raised. mainly by special efforts organised by the Forms. The Egg Day Appeal this year also received enthusiastic support, and 220 dozen eggs were sent to the Royal Melbourne and Alfred Hospitals. Another aspect of the war work has been the commencement of a War Savings Certificate Group, to which many of the girls have contributed. Dr. Wade has devoted much of her time to this effort, which has been the means of raising over £600. I should like to express our appreciation to Dr. Wade for this, and for her help in all the other branches of our War and Social Service work; to Miss Luke who has not only looked after our finances, but has spent many hours checking and sorting articles, I also offer our sincere thanks.

Musical Notes. . . . "then dulcet music swelled Concordant, with the life-strings of the soul.". —Shelley. What melodies are these heard wafting from the Music School at the commencement of 1940? They are evidence of a dream come true—our new Music School has come into existence with its many glories of twelve teaching rooms, Music Hall,. Persian rugs, and a new gramophone. The hall was first used by the entrants for the annual scholarships adjudicated by Dr. Floyd and Miss Lorna Stirling. The winners of the 1940 scholarships were: Senior Piano: Alison Hall; Junior Piano: Norma Buckman. Singing: Doris Curnow. Violin: Florence Barber. Original Composition: Lorna Grierson and Dorothy Bennetts, equal. Orchestral Instrument: Leah Hollings (cello), and Ercil Thompson (flute), equal. These girls gave a concert to the school to display, their skill.

SILVER AND GREEN This year the students attended Celebrity Concerts, A.B.C. Orchestral Concerts, a concert given by Yehudi Menuhin, and one in which Hephzibah and Yehudi Menuhin performed sonatas that were a sheer inspiration. We were also fortunate in receiving a visit from Clive Carey, who gave us a delightful recital of folk songs. At our Annual Church Service the music was a special feature. The Special Choir rendered the anthem "They that Trust in the Lord," by H. A. Donald. In the Second Term we gave a recital which was highly commended in the "Musical News." "What is most attractive in the College is the manner of allowing the girls wide self-expression in their musical activities. There are conductors who can take their madrigal singers and orchestra in hand. and incidentally some beautifully balanced madrigal singing was heard at this Concert in two of Morley's pieces. . . . Jolly work is also being done by the percussion bands." Thanks are due to all those who helped to make the concert a success, and in particular to the members of the staff, who augmented our orchestra. Successful Senior School Choral Contests were held in the second term. Dr. Floyd was the adjudicator, and the winning house was Fitchett, with Krome second. We hope the Middle School contests, which are to be held in a few weeks' time, will be just as successful. A new venture this year is a small group of Madrigal Singers. They are going to contribute to the programme for Speech Night. The Special Choir, Glee Singers, and Orchestra continue to flourish under the able guidance of Miss Flockart. The Choir, along with the rest of the school, is now busy preparing work for Speech Night. "Back to School" Day was held early in the Third Term, and the musical section of the programme was much appreciated by the Old Collegians, especially the school songs sung with fine spirit. We are pleased to know that the "Past Students' Choir" is still flourishing, and is giving a concert on 29th November in aid of the Red Cross Funds. A cordial invitation is given to all Old Collegians to join the choir. Practices are held every Monday at 8 p.m. in

the M.L.C. Music Hall. Our thanks are again due to the members for giving two prizes for Original Composition—a junior and a senior. The "J. W. Grove" prize has again been offered for a new school song. An unusually large number of entries reveals the enthusiastic interest of the students. The examination results in theory and practical work have been extremely gratifying. Our congratulations to the many successful candidates, several of whom gained 100 per cent. We are pleased to welcome to our staff Miss Joan Sampford, Mus.Bac., violinist. She came to us in the second term in place of Miss Stahmer, who had to give up her work for health reasons. Miss Judy Amadio has returned after a six months' trip to India. Sincere gratitude is due to the donors of the music scholarships and to all members of the music staff, especially to Miss Flockart, for the interest shown in all musical activities throughout the school, and the valuable help given at all times. We also wish to thank Mr. Wood for his special and practical interest in the musical life of the school.

International Relations Group. At the beginning of the year the League of Nations Union, with slight change, became the International Relations Group. Miss Lindsay, whose work and guidance since the inception of the L.N.U. have been deeply appreciated, resigned the presidency of the society, and her place was taken by Miss Bowden. We wish to extend to Miss Bowden our sincere thanks for her work with us this year. Current events and problems have aroused much enthusiasm this year. Our chief interest has been Peace—how to attain it and how to preserve it. Discussions, questionnaires, and reviews of Oxford Pamphlets have taken place in our lunch-hour meetings, with the aim of promoting a deeper understanding of world affairs. Three lunch-hour debates have also been held, the subjects being: "That self-interest should determine foreign policy," "That air power is the most important factor in modern warfare," and "That the present system of government is a better solution to the world's

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problems than that offered by Communism." We should like to 'thank Miss Pratt and Miss Bowden for adjudicating on these occasions. At other lunch-hour meetings Miss Kellaway spoke to us of her visit to Norway, and Miss Guyett told us her impressions of Canada and Alaska. These talks aroused the keen interest of an appreciative audience. Our librarian has been busy revising the catalogue, and our publicity officer has not failed in her duty of adorning our half of the new notice board. The highlight of our many exhibits was a magnificent green and gold Fascist calendar, rescued from the Italian vessel "Romolo," which was scuttled recently off the coast of Queensland. Our visitors in Open Period on Friday morning have been Dr. Peyser, speaking on the German Youth Movement; the Rev. K. A. Bennett, on his visit to Germany and Austria; Sir Edmund Teale, on "Political and Economic Problems of Tanganyika Territory"; Mr. David Uniapon, on "The Australian Aborigines," and Miss Amy Cryan, on "Women of India." An amount of £5 was collected for the Finnish Relief Fund, when the school heard Mr. Charles Howlett's talk on Finland, and also the beautiful records of Finnish music which he played. We extend to all these speakers our sincere thanks for their kindness in coming to talk to us. At the end of the Second Term we had a visit from a number of girls from the League of Nations Union of P.L.C. These girls generously gave up the first day of their September holidays in order to give us an excellent dramatisation of a Pari-Pacific Conference. We congratulate the P.L.C. girls on their splendid work, and we keep in mind their expressed wish to see us performing something of a similar nature. May the future members of the I.R.G. fulfil their desire! —J.R.B.

Walking Club Notes. Owing to numerous other activities held on Saturdays, we have been able to have only one walk this year. The first meeting was held in June, and there we elected the officers, and made arrangements for a walk.

On our mid-term holiday, 15th July, fifty girls, accompanied by Miss Parker and Miss Lindsay, walked from Clematis to Belgrave, via Everyone enjoyed herself. John's Hill. immensely, and our expedition was made more exciting by a journey in "Puffing Billy." We are all looking forward to another walk before this year closes, and we are planning to have it on the first "free" Saturday—if—and —D.J.P. when!

House Notes. This year, although the Houses have not had many section meetings,, we have been going to Assembly every morning in our House Groups, and this contact has increased the House spirit within the school. As usual, a very exciting afternoon was spent at the Athletic Sports, held on our school oval in First Term. Cato is to be congratulated on winning the coveted "Bettye Hammon" Cup, from Fitchett, who were very narrowly defeated. In the Swimming Sports, held in First Term, Fitchett was the winning House, and even though they were beaten in Third Term by Cato, the former attained the position of first for the year. The various Inter-House Matches were closely contested in all the sections, and ended in a win for Berry in the Middle and Senior Basket-ball, but for Cato in the Junior Section. Fitchett were the victors in the Hockey sphere, and also won the Senior Tennis. The Middle Tennis matches were won by Cato, and the Junior by Krome. As yet the Baseball contests have not been concluded. Much interest was aroused in the Flower Show, which certainly altered the appearance of the old Gym. All the Houses are to be congratulated on their effort, but especially Krome, who carried off the honours. This year the Inter-House Debates were held during Second Term, and ended in a success for Krome, with Berry next. Fitchett House retained the shield for the Senior. Choral Contests, but the results of the Middle Section are not available, as the competition has not been held yet. After a very happy and eventful year, we should like to extend our thanks to the Mistresses, who have given up much of their valuable time to help their Houses, and to the

GLADYS I. WADE, M.A.. Ph.D., Vice•Principal of M.L.C., 1935-1940.

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after an absence of two years, and Miss Trowbridge. "House" has managed to maintain her position at games in the school. She was well represented in the Hockey, Basket-ball, Baseball, and Athletics teams, and at the Swimming Sports held in the Third Term. Doreen was defeated by a head in an unusually exciting Unfortunately, our best swimmer, finish. Loloma, was ill. Loloma has other things to her credit besides being one of our best swimmers. Being Senior Prefect of the school, she is Senior House Prefect as well. The other House Prefects are Petera Campbell, Ruth Came, Zoe Proud, and Betty Trewhella. The year 1940 seems to have proved a gay one as far as social events are concerned. We held no impromptu fancy dress dances, but our Friday evening socials have been culturally entertaining. During First Term we gave a Barrie evening, in which excerpts from several of his works and plays were read and acted, among them "Quality Street" and "The Admirable Crichton." Other delightful evenings were spent in discussing the lives of several great musicians, particularly of Bach and the romantic composers. The girls put time and energy into these evenings, reading lectures, and learning songs. At these musical evenings our splendid new gramophone proved a boon with its really fine records. A Current Events evening proved helpful to our general knowledge; and, to illustrate items of topical interest, Miss Deasey was good enough to screen pictures taken in her travels. On another occasion Mr. Wood gave us an amusing and illuminating lecture on Tonga. We are greatly indebted to speakers who came out to the school to give us lectures, especially Mrs. Bacon and Miss Fletcher. In Second Term a party of us visited the Public Library and the Museum. We found that the stuffed pigeons there recalled old faces to our memories. The Show also received our attention, and we journeyed out to Kallista one Saturday, and had a jolly time. The girls not sitting for public exams. were lucky enough to see the Wesley College play, "The Admirable Crichton," and our Old Collegians' play, "The Charm School."

The Elsternwick M.L.C. paid us a visit at the end of the Second Term. Games were arranged, but, unhappily, we were beaten at basket-ball, baseball and tennis. After the sports the focal point of interest was the swimming pool, in which our visitors literally revelled. In Third Term we were invited to make them a return visit. The climax of the year was, of course, Birthday Night. Many worked indefatigably in order to excel the festivities of other years. Their zeal produced wonderful results. Before the party tea, the Resident Mistresses were presented with charming bouquets. At tea, we gave three cheers for ourselves, and sang "For we are jolly good fellows." The Dining Hall echoed to the shouting thereof. After receiving our guests we proceeded, with the official party and committee members. to Fitchett Hall. Among the items in the bright concert which followed, that of Top Flat effected an extremely impressive Finale with a national pageant. Supper over, our guests dispersed, and "we were left alone." It is conventional to say what a jolly year we have spent, and to thank those who have made it so. We repeat it, and we mean it. —M.E.R.

The Debating Society. Subject: "The Activities of the Debating Society for 1940 have been most Successful." Adjudicators: The readers of "Silver and Green." First Speaker for the Affirmative: Madame Chairman and Adjudicators. My colleagues and I are taking the subject from the affirmative point of view. I will deal with the subject generally, my second speaker from the point of view of activities within the school, and my third speaker from the point of view of activities outside the school. The Debating Society began this year with a new president, Miss Pratt; this, I am sure you will agree, was a most successful beginning. The interest in debating was increased by the fact that one period each week was devoted to the Debating Society alone. The committee was elected at the first meeting with Loloma Green and Rosemary Williams as vice-presidents, and

SILVER AND GREEN Joan Eggleston as secretary. Each House also had a representative on the committee. It is therefore, obvious, to all that the beginnings of the Debating Society of 1940 were very successful. First Speaker for the Negative: Firstly, the Debating Society lost a very valuable member in Miss Christensen, and it has taken quite a time to recover from this blow. This, I am sure, will fully convince you that the beginnings of the Debating Society were not successful. Second Speaker for the Affirmative: Madame Chairman and Adjudicators. As our leader has said, I am taking the subject from the point of view of activities within the school. Firstly, Inter-form debates took place in the Senior school, and the standard of debating rose higher and higher. Secondly, Inter-House debates were a very great success, and everyone remarked on the great improvement that had been shown. Krome was the successful House, the subject for the final debate being; "That life in the seventeenth century was happier than it is to-day," Second Speaker for Negative: The Debating Society has not shown girls how to stand correctly and debate without notes. We do hope that the Debating Society will be more helpful in this respect next year. Third Speaker for the Affirmative: Madame Chairman and Adjudicators. As our leader has said, I am taking the subject from the point of view of activities outside the school. Late in Third Term, Melbourne Boys' Grammar School was gloriously defeated by our team, the subject being "Girls' schools effectively prepare the girl for her ultimate destiny in life." Spirits were high, standard was high, and altogether the debate was most successful as the result of a very successful year. Third Speaker for Negative: A debate against Wesley College, at the beginning of Third Term, resulted in a win for Wesley, the subject being "India should have Home Rule now." This shows clearly that the Debating Society has not had a very successful year. Summing up for Negative: I think we have proved our point, there is no need for me to say more.

Summing-up for Affirmative: Although the negative feel sure that they have convinced you, it is quite apparent that it has been a most successful and a happy year, and, on behalf of my colleagues, I should like to thank Miss Pratt and all members of the Debating Society for their co-operation. Hints for Adjudicators. 1. Notice that the negative never addresses the chairman; this is very bad form in debates. 2. Notice that the negative team has not divided the subject up; in other words, it had no definite plan for presenting the subject. In debates it is always good policy to have a definite plan of attack, as did the affirmative in this particular debate. 3. Notice that very few convincing points are put forward by the negative speakers. —J.O.E. Art of Speech Notes. Some Scientific Experiments in English Speaking. Experiment I. Object: To train girls for examinations in Art of Speech. Apparatus: One free period every week, Miss Dwyer and pupil. Method: 1. Purchase the required textbooks. 2. Take them to a lesson every week. 3. Practise daily. Results: Although only a few girls entered for examinations, the results, as usual, were a hundred per cent. Conclusion: The voice of the school is of high standard. Experiment II. Object: To train girls to give a good performance in public. Apparatus: Spare time, Miss Dwyer, Miss Illingworth, and pupil. Method: 1. Learn the required passage thoroughly. 2. Go to Miss Dwyer for guidance. 3. Practise daily (usually weekly, however).

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Results: (a) Five girls gave an impressive rendering of Isaiah 55 at the Annual Church Service. We were represented by five girls at the Young People's Service at Wesley Church, where they read a Psalm. (b) At "Back to School" Day, held in Term III., Dorothy Pollock and Pat. Crone gave very good individual performances, whilst a group of girls gave an amusing presentation of "William the Conqueror." Conclusion: As far as public performance is concerned, the aim of English Speaking has been fully realised. Experiment III. Object: To train girls for play-acting. Apparatus: Miss Dwyer, girls interested in Dramatic Art, and more spare time. Method: 1. Form a Dramatic Society. 2. Meet once a week. 3. Learn the essentials of good acting. 4. Read plays. 5. Select one for presentation. 6. Present it to the public. Results: (a) Three girls and Miss Illingworth took part in a Church of England Biblical Pageant, which was presented at the beginning of this year. (b) In Third Term, the Dramatic Society presented the play, "The Zeal of Thy House," by Dorothy Sayers. The performance took place in the Princess Theatre, and made a great impression on the audience, as well as being of great benefit to the actors. Conclusions: The success of the play is ample proof of the excellent training in play-acting which has been afforded the girls of the school. The success of these experiments is entirely due to the untiring work of Miss Dwyer and Miss Illingworth, whom we sincerely thank for their interest and congratulate on the excellent results. —J.O.E. EXAMINATION SUCCESSES. At the University Public Examinations in December, 1939, 40 separate honours were gained in the School Leaving Honours Exam-

ination, 23 complete passes in the School Leaving Pass Examination, and 61 complete passes in the School Intermediate Examination. Heather Bremer and Kathleen Stringer were awarded Senior Government Scholarships. Free places were obtained by Jessie Murray and Phyllis Staurenghi; Kathleen Stringer and Heather Bremer obtained Queen's College Exhibitions. School Leaving Honours. Eight 1st class, fourteen 2nd class, and eighteen 3rd class honours were gained in this examination. Individual results were: Heather Bremer-1st class English, 1st class European History, 2nd class British History, 3rd class Geography, and 3rd class Drawing. Margaret Bennett-2nd class French. Muriel Campbell-3rd class English. Isabel Chenoweth-2nd class Drawing. Marie Chenoweth-1st class Drawing, 2nd class Geography. Sheila Daley-1st class Latin, 2nd class English, and 3rd class Mathematics I. and III. Joan Day-2nd class Drawing, 3rd class English, and 3rd class French. Julie Day-2nd class English, 2nd class Latin, 2nd class European History, and 3rd class British History. Joyce Fisher-3rd class English. Corris Hooper-3rd class English. Muriel Masters-3rd class Domestic Science. Jessie Murray-1st class Mathematics, III.. 2nd class Mathematics II., 3rd class Mathematics I., and Physics. Joan Peverill-2nd class European History. Betty Snowball-3rd class French, 3rd class Biology, 3rd class European History. Phyllis Staurenghi-2nd class Mathematics I. and III., 2nd class British History. Kathleen Stringer—lst class English, 1st class French, 1st class Drawing, 3rd class Mathematics III., and Chemistry. School Leaving Certificates. School Leaving Pass and Matriculation Certificates were gained by:—Margaret Bennett. Joan Binder, Ruth Came, Joan Eggleston. Lorna Grierson, Corris Hooper, Mary Hopper, Margot Jackson, Lesley Leask, Jean Pearson. Phyllis Procter, Zoe Proud, Marjorie Stewart,

SILVER AND GREEN Lois Taylor, Jean Twyford, Dulcie Whittaker, Rosemary Williams, Gwenda Wilson. School Leaving Certificates were gained by:— Inez Benson, June Buxton, Betty Long, Elma Manfield, Betty Trewhella. Intermediate Certificates. Le Barnett, Ilma Broom, Betty Frazer, Enid Hocking, Dawn Johnson, Marjorie Stewart, Marion Applef ord, Laurel Bamford, Joan Begley, Dorothy Bennetts, Edna Boyle, June Brewer, Enid Brown, Joy Buckland, Norma Carter, Jean Clarke, Dawn Davis, Heather Ebbott, Joan Edmunds, Lynette Firth, Ruth Fitzpatrick, Elaine Gass, Pat Gibbon, Nancy Gregory, Lorna Griffiths, Ethel Henty, Dorothy Hill, Betty Hookway, Nancy Horsfall, Doreen Howard, Mary Hunter, Lynda Jewell, Ruth Johnston, Netta Jones, Janette Knuckey, Betty Lechte, June Lee, Norma Lumsden, Nance McKenzie, Phyllis McMurray, Dorothy MacLean, Marjorie Mellor, June Murray, Frances Parkin, Joyce Parkinson, Lorna Punton,, Jean Rashleigh, Betty Roach, Annabelle Rosanove, Marion Schemnitz, Margaret Shepherd, Phyllis Silvers, Phyllis Slater, Judith Stone, Marjorie R. Thomas, Pamela M. Thomas, Margaret Trewhella, Margaret Tully, Elma Walters, Beryl Whittaker. Violin. Grade IV.—Pass: Marjorie Walklate. Honours: Janette Knuckey. Grade III.—Credit: Wendy Taylor. Flute. Grade V.—Pass: Patricia Gibbon. Grade IV.—Credit: Ercil Thomson. Singing. Grade IV.—Honours: Doris Curnow. Theory. Grave V.—Credit: Neva Start, Valeria Rowe, Vera Burridge. Honours: Betty LePine, Ruth Cant, Fay Gordon, Wendy Taylor, Pat. Wilkinson, Elaine Finney, Janette Knuckey. Theory and Harmony. Grade IV.—Honours: Peggy McDougall, June Start, Enid Stanlake, Valerie Fawcett, Rae Greenwood, Jenny McConchie. Harmony and Counterpoint. Grade III.—Pass: Dorothy Dungey. Credit: Lynda Jewell. Honours: Margaret Rentoul,

Roberta Gilchrist, Ina Ackland, Mary Richards, Margaret Mawson, Dorothy Bennetts. Grade II.—Credit: Gwen Laidlaw, Alison Hall, Honours: Doris Curnow, Margaret Tully, Nancy Trewhella. Grade I.—Lorna Grierson, 1. Harmony, Pass. 2. Counterpoint, Honours. Piano. Preparatory Grade—Credit: Elizabeth Wood. Honours: Margaret McCutcheon. Grade VI.—Pass: Fay Denning. Credit: Lorna Barrett, Shirley Stott, Pat. Marshall. Honours: Elizabeth Muir, Joan Chan, Joan Saunders, Norma Buckman. Grade V.—Pass: June Murdoch, Mary Wilkinson. Credit: Ruth Neale, Fay Gordon, Hilda Latimer, Pamela Pickett. Honours: Helen Charlesworth, Janet Wood, Judith Leask, Linnell Wood. Grade IV.—Pass: Kath. Roberts, Betty Barrett, Ina Ackland, Christine O'Brien, Ruth Cant, Elaine Finney. Credit: Heather Hopper, Audrey Fleming. Honours: Vera Burridge, Jenny McConchie, Janet Wood. Grade III.—Pass: Joan Tucker, Valerie Rowe, Rae Greenwood, Betty LePine, Marjorie Hislop. Credit: June Start, Nancy Trewhella, Margaret Mawson. Honours: Peggy McDougall. Grade II.—Pass: Nance Roediger, Doris Curnow. Credit: Dorothy Dungey, Margaret Rentoul. Honours: Ruth Johnston, Dorothy Bennetts, Shirley Flintoff. Grade I.—Pass: Mary Hopper. Musical Perception. Grade IV.—Honours: Marjorie Hislop, Betty Barrett, Shirley Flintoff, Janette Knuckey, Patricia Murray. Grade III.—Credit: Valerie Fawcett. Honours: Shirley Flintoff, Doris Curnow. Grade II.—Credit: Nance Roediger. Honours: Dorothy Bennetts. Grade I.—Credit: Lorna Grierson.

ART OF SPEECH EXAMINATION RESULTS. Grade VI.—Pass: June Sprigg. Credit: Betty Knuckey. Grade V.—Credit: Betty Knuckey. Honours: Patricia Crone. Grade III.—Pass: Hilda Latimer.

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Form Notes Honour VI. Friends, comrades, schoolgirls, lend me your ears! I come to speak of Honour—not to praise it, For Honour is an honourable Form, And needs not praise. The good that it has done Will speak for it in years that are to come. Now Honour is a very happy Form. Well-guided by its two form mistresses, Miss Dahle and Miss Parker. Loloma Green Is our Form-captain, Rosemary our "Vice." Le Barnett was Sports-Captain for first term, And Dulcie, Vice-Sports Captain; but Le left, With our good wishes for the future. Then Dulcie was made Sports Captain; Margot Jackson Was chosen to fill the vacant place. Red Cross Activities were supervised well By Zoe Proud, with Petera Campbell's help. On February the 14th, when we met, Excited, noisy, in he Form-room which We've occupied throughout this busy year, We found among us one new to the school— Joan Brewster, who, we hope, has had A very happy time with us this year. Form Honour VI. is very versatile. 'Twas represented in the swimming sports — Term L, Term III. and also the "Combined." Some of its members are in the Tennis Team. The Baseball and the Hockey teams. Ruth Came Captains the hockey, Margot basket-ball. The Running Team has members in our midst. Most girls belong to Special Choir, and some Were actresses of late in our school play. As well as these activities, we don't •Forget our work, but always study hard. We feel that this has been a happy and Successful year. Our best wishes we give To all girls sitting for Public Exams. (Ourselves, of course, included!) When they're done, A merry Christmas time to everyone! —L.L.

Pass VI.a. The Pass VI.A of 1940 Consists of girls both good and naughty. Some slave at homework, others don't! Some work in school-time, others won't!

Each day Miss Lindsay calls the roll And keeps of order marks the toll. Now Robbie is our captain, see How we obey her willingly. Our Enid has a tiring job, To wring from us our termly "bob," Yet many are the socks we knit, For each one wants to do her bit. Betty or June to sport do lead us, Miss Blaxland for the teams does need us. Once, seven of our number sped With all their gear to Adelaide. 'Twas here that "D.J." got the mumps, And all began to hunt for lumps. We made a visit satisfactory With Miss Duncan, to Kayser factory. Some watched the tanning of much bark, Saw old cathedrals, and Studley Park. On Shakespeare Day, four girls did act Part of a play which dealt, in fact, With the murder of a noble lord, To which the audience did applaud. Now Jocelyne keeps us well supplied With reading matter at our side. We know our minds are much enriched, And so for words we're never "ditched." An eventful year for Pass VI.a, We fear has almost passed away, You may be sure we shan't forget, And pending partings bring regret. —L.B. and J.R.

Pass VI.b. Ship ahoy! Round the world in a year with a merry crew of thirty-two. Early in February, 1940, we Pass-ed from the land Leaving B-hind those • less adventurous souls who would not brave the three mighty oceans with us, skippered by L. Firth, helped by Chief Mate M. Tully, and guided by the wisdom of Pilot Betts, A.B. The sea certainly did have its ups and downs at the start, but we soon adjusted ourselves to the new conditions, and rolled along merrily. Of course, with such perfect weather, deck games were the vogue, and we chose that sporting all-rounder, D. Lancaster, as organiser. Then, one day, there flashed across the wireless an appeal to help the fighting forces. Almost at once thirty-two sets of knitting needles began to click, and soon, even while attending the

SILVER AND GREEN lectures and concerts on board, compressed brows, muttering lips, and click, click, betrayed the feverish activity of the crew. We appointed J. Murray to be the one to trail after us with a hat, saying in a pleading voice, "If you haven't got a penny, a halfpenny will do; If you haven't got a halfpenny, well, God bless you." Now, after two months, clouds began to appear; the sea rose; the thunder roared; the lightning flashed; the storm raged, but bravely we survived the test of our knowledge gained on the first ocean, and soon reached calm water and put into port to recover, after our stirring experiences. Then, off again, after a gay time, to sail the second ocean, with dauntless hearts beating "never say die." But soon, disaster! The ship's surgeon made a midnight dash to the bedside of one J. Begley, and extricated the appendix thereof. Following this, there was a lull, till we discovered such notabilities on board as hockey experts, D. Lancaster, R. Johnson and D. Thomson, and basket-ball specialists, L. Punton and G. Tunnock. But once again the horizon darkened, and we passed through such storms as we had never had before, and these resulted in our foundering on the rocks. To lighten the ship's burden we packed off our sporting specialists to Adelaide for a week, and they displayed their prowess against the champions there. Then everyone went ashore for a fortnight's leave, while the ship was careened. Now, heigh-ho for the third and final ocean; the most difficult of all! But were we downhearted? Oh, no, no! However, after a few days we noticed that our number seemed to be dwindling, and, on inquiry, found that several of the crew were hiding in shame with spotty or enlarged visages. When these emerged from their retirement a merry meeting was held in the cabin of M. Barlow, followed by a tennis tournament on deck, J. Murray and J. Parkinson emerging victors. At the present we are trying to remember the knowledge acquired during the year, so we can weather the final and inevitable storm. Pilot Betts continues to give sage advice as to the direction we should take, and under her guidance, we shall soon be putting into port. —B.H.

Diploma A. We began this year with Miss Macdonald as Form Mistress, Betty Snowball as Form Captain, Marjorie Thomas as Sports Captain, and Betty Trewhella as Red Cross Captain. During the First Term we welcomed Miss Westwater in the place of Miss Weir, who left last year. During the year, a dance was held at the home of Heather Ebbott in aid of the Ambulance Fund, and we succeeded in raising £3, as well as having a very enjoyable evening: Our Red Cross activities for the year have also included the knitting of strips for a rug for the South Melbouine Kindergarten, and many other articles for the Comforts Fund. In conclusion, we would thank our Form Mistress for the happy year we have spent, and wish every success to the many members of our Form who have left to take positions in —M.S. business. Diploma B. With Audrey Bee as Form Captain, Dawn Valiance as Sports Captain, and Mr. Mills as Form Master, Diploma B. have succeeded (we think) in having a very successful year. At times there have been surprises, as when we managed to obtain the highest number of marks for the tidiest Form room, and so we gained the picture. During First Term several of us went to the Russian Ballet, which we thoroughly enjoyed. We were fortunate in having several visits from a representative of the General Post Office, who has given us interesting talks on postal matters. Our Red Cross Captain, Joy Duncan, has worked very hard, collecting money, and sorting wool, as well as organising other means of , assisting the Comforts Fund. We are also working for the Methodist Babies' Home. At the end of Seciind Term our Form Captain left school, and Marjorie Crossland was elected in her place. We congratulate Gwenda Tunnock on obtaining her "green blazer." Already we are decreasing in number, as girls have been leaving in order to fill positions. We wish them every success, and when our turn comes, shall be sorry to hear, —J,*. "Good-bye, good luck to you!"

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V.a. In the last top Form room, up New Block way, There dwell thirty girls in a Form called V.a, And we chose for our leader one Robbie

V.b. (With Apologies to Longfellow.)

Once in yonder high, brick tepee Dwelt a group of fair young maidens; Happy, sweet and gentle (?) maidens. Gilchrist, With their head squaw, Mrs. Vincent, Who eternally doth on silence insist. maths, And their captain, Doris Mather us teaches Our mistress, Miss Kellaway, her helper, fair Rae Greenwood, With "aths." at leader our is Lowe And Margaret Keeping all these maids in order Leah Hollings, our pennies forever demands, ( If such maids can keep. in order).. So our Self-Denial Fund slowly expands. these maids did wondrous knitting, Lo! and For the Cheltenham Home we have knitted Both for warriors and papooses, sewed, Balaclava caps, or singlets And of socks for the Comforts Fund we've quite Knitted they, or socks for soldiers. a load. Beryl superintended all this, Our Third Term Red Cross drive had lots of Gladly helped by gentle Roses, attention, Watching all these willing workers, Seeing that they gave their pennies. A party at Rentoul's, and so we may mention And they worked hard, these young maidens, We all wore best dresses, and had to exclaim a Did much gym. and sport, and swimming. like dressed came R. Marg When our little And their leaders in athletics flame. Were Pat. Reynolds, helped by Joan Smith. Oh! the supper was super, the fruit-cup divine, Then, one night they held a pow-wow, thirtyabout And the shillings we raised were Held a mighty, festive gathering, nine Where they sang and beat the tom-tom, For the Ambulance Fund. How the games made Where they pranced, as does the chipmunk. us run, In D. Hodgett's lordly tepee, But the hostess was ill and joined not in the Kindly lent for the occasion fun. By that fair young damsel's mother. The Form Mag. brings laughter to each one There they tripped the light fantastic, who sees, With their tall and handsome partners; To the Editress, Berta, our thanks—and more, Sought for treasure, sang with gusto, Then devoured an endless supper. please! Form this has sore, And they made much money that way brains our taxed But it's Ambulance to purchase some day, magazine, So we've very few brainwaves for "Silver and For the sick and wounded warriors. In. the dim and distant future, Green." Hockey player, Marg. Robinson's in the school Looms another festive pow-wow, In the wigwam of another team, Kindly squaw, Mrs. Tregellas. dream. often she'll Adelaide to journey her Of While we're cutting up things for Biology prac., Once more will these youths and maidens, We have often felt sorry that gas masks we Dressed up in their gala deerskins, Laugh, and play, and eat much supper, lack. more beat upon the tom-tom. Once and measles some mumps, We have had some To these two most generous ladies, and such, But we all hope for "Inters.," so wood we will. For supplying them with wigwams, For providing them with supper, touch. For we've all done our best, and we hope to For allowing such enjoyment, Do they offer most sincere thanks. get through, And to next year's V.a, say "good luck to you." Great debaters were these maidens, Mighty speakers, all victorious —C.O'B.

ASSOCIATE PREFECTS. —Mendelssohn Studio. (From left to right): Dorothy Pollock, Muriel Campbell, Lynette Firth, Leslie Leask, Zoe Proud, Lorna Grierson, Betty Trewhella, Robbie Walker, Marjorie Stewart, Margaret Tully, Margot Jackson.

THE MADRIGAL SINGERS, 1940. —Mendelssohn Studio. Back Row (left to right): Joan Brewster, Doris Curnow, Patricia Murray, Beryl Phillips, Lynda Jewell, Peggy McDougall, Christine O'Brien. Front Row (left to right): Gweneth Watsford. Betty Hookway, Leslie Leask, Lorna Grierson, Doreen Lancaster, Margaret Rouch, Florence Barber.

—Mendelssohn Studio. THE ARCHANGELS RAPHAEL, MICHAEL, GABRIEL, AND THE RECORDING ANGEL CASSIEL. Margaret Rouch, Phyllis Slater, Betty Trewhella, Zoe Proud.

—Mendelssohn Studio. PLAYERS IN "THE ZEAL OF THY HOUSE," BY DOROTHY SAYERS.

SILVER AND GREEN Over rivals in a word-war. For they argued once with V.a, On the subject of the air-plane, Whether it brought good to mankind. In defence they argued for it, Whilst their rivals spoke against it. And did they their foes soon vanquish; Thus they gained deserved victory. But perhaps you may have gathered All their lives are sport and parties; Yet these maidens needs must work hard, Must devour excessive learning, For exams. dark the horizon, Looming black on the horizon With their stern and grim foreboding, Yet with hopes of brighter future. Then these maids must leave this village For a while, and some for ever. Yet with glad hearts they will cherish Thoughts of V.b, 1940. —I.F. V.c. To come round the corner by Miss Dwyer's room, one would never know that V.c was in existence. In this corner of the school, peace reigns from the three minutes past nine bell to the twenty minutes to four bell. Of course, this all due to the fact that Miss Dewhurst is our Form Mistress. V.c has been very quiet and studious this year, and when the examination results come out, you will find us well to the fore (we hope). At sports and gym. we excel. This is due to the efforts of our Sports Captain, Ruby Connell, who inspires us to greater things as we watch her doing her balancing exercises fifth period, every Thursday. We are proud of our two green blazers, which give the Form room quite a pleasing appearance. The two proud owners are Ruby Connell and Kathleen Roberts, both of the basket-ball seven. Ruby journeyed to Adelaide with the teams, but Kathleen was forced. to stay home by the mumps. We went for a Form Picnic to Warrandyte, and here made the hills ring with laughter, the sizzle of frying chops, and wails of sorrow as several members of the party made friends with the river against their

We rally round our noble Red Cross Captain, Joan .Turner, who, unwearied, asks for pennies each morning, and, of course, receives them with a smile. To our- Form captain, Marjorie Thomas, we give our thanks for the help she has given us during the year, in both sport and work. Now farewell—we must return to our studies. —G.S.

V.d. The V.d regimental corps went into camp in February, 1940, for a year's training, under the leadership of Colonel Guyett, and assisted by Lieutenant. Hancock. Early in the year the swimming sports were held, and Sergeant Wilson won many events. Lieutenant Hislop was victorious at our athletic sports, and has guided us in the sports field during our life in "camp." We heartily congratulate the V.c corps on their victory, when we were defeated by them in a debate on the subject, "Should Examinations be abolished?" Lieutenant Slutzkin has encouraged us in our Red Cross work, and we have supplied the Comforts Fund and the Red Cross with many articles. Colonel Guyett opened a Self-Denial Fund, and, with our first effort, we collected seven shillings, with which we bought a case of oranges for a special appeal. We had a Bombing Fund Appeal for the homeless people in England, and collected the sum of £4. During the First Term of our training, the V.d section won the picture, given for the tidiest camp, and we are still endeavouring to keep up our earlier reputation. Before we leave camp, we hope to go on a Drawing "manoeuvre" with Captain Scott, and we expect to have a tennis party and fete combined, in aid of our Red Cross effort. It will probably be held at Lieutenant Hislop's home, on our final leave, which is expected any day now. Our soldiers, of all ranks, wish to thank Colonel Guyett for the helpful training—however difficult it may have been! To all the new "men" who fill our positions when we "go overseas," we wish as happy and enjoyable a time as we have had in our "camp" this year. —J.L.

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V.e. V.e have spent a very enjoyable year under the guidance of Miss Horlock, and of Vera Ram Samuj, our Form Captain for Terms I. and IL, and Joan Howie, who took her place very capably in Term III. During First Term we had a Form picnic at Mt. Macedon. We chose the place and time to show Vera how very lovely our hills are in autumn, and, as the day was sunny and clear, the view from the summit, with the township of Macedon in the foreground, was unusually beautiful. Later, we visited the Velasquez Galleries to see the opening exhibition of Max Meldrum's pictures, which comprise the work of a lifetime in many different art forms. Mr. Meldrum spoke about his work, and particularly encouraged us to cultivate the "seeing" eye. Miss Hardess and her staff have given us a desire to create beautiful things, and an appreciation of the possibilities of colour blending. When we saw Walt Disney's film "Pinocchio," we appreciated it because we realised something of the artistry which was involved in its making, quite apart from our pleasure in the puppets themselves, and in the music. When we went to the "Exhibition of Childhood," most of us spent many minutes admiring the needlework of the christening robes, and babies' clothes of a hundred years ago. In addition to these "extra" activities, most of us have learned to make our own frocks, and Miss Flett has also trained us in the choice of styles and appropriate colours. Even those who, at the beginning of the year, were undomesticated, can now cook an enjoyable dinner, and some of us are able to rise to the heights of making marmalade and savouries. As a permanent record of our English study, most girls have compiled books containing Anthologies of Poetry, Prose, and Plays, with some account of the lives of the writers. We hope, later on, to give a short concert to raise money for the Ambulance Fund, and we are looking forward to visiting South Melbourne Kindergarten, for which we have worked during the year. —J.F., B.S.

LV.a. (With Apologies to Longfellow.) In the neat and tidy Form room Were assembled many damsels, Thirty-four they were in number, Thirty-four delightful maidens, With Miss Christensen to guide them, And to praise their good behaviour, And admire their grace and wisdom. Beth McAlister was chosen, Chosen for her gracious manner, To assist their noble mistress. Janet Wood, the wise and gentle, From among them was exalted So that, in their leader's absence, She could take that high position. Margaret Lawson, lithe and supple, Led them in their sport and frolic, Led their basket-ball in Winter, Led their baseball in the Summer. In her task she was assisted By the active Valerie Fawcett. All their many gifts of mercy, Socks, and scarves, and balaclavas For the tall and stalwart soldiers, All their little gifts of money For the poor and needy children, Were in the charge of Ailsa Thomson, Greatly helped by Moya Seymour. Day by day they worked together, Decked their room with flowers and blossoms, Kept it free from scraps of paper, Kept it all in faultless order, Hoped to win high marks for neatness. But the high and lofty being Who came round to mark the Form rooms, Did not see its faultless order, Or appreciate its beauty. They came second—(from the bottom) Politics became of interest, So they held a mock election. Labour, U.A.P., and Country, Each of these was represented. And the candidates made speeches Telling of their views in general. Now the notice boards are covered With artistic rows of posters, Telling of the bygone ages. And they have a magazine, too, Edited by one, Gwen Barlow, And a growing lending library,

SILVER AND GREEN In the care of Loris Figgins. Very soon these lovely damsels Will be going on a picnic To relax from all their labours, And to fit them for the coming Of the Third Term tests of knowledge. —A.S.T.

Lower V.b. Our Form, Lower V.b, has spent a very happy year, with Miss Horsman our Form Mistress. This year we have been able to help Cheltenham Homes, by sending them 101 eggs and 112 oranges; and many articles of clothing, most of which have been made by the girls themselves. For the Comforts Fund and Red Cross we were able to send a number of articles, and arso five shillings. On the 1st October, being Egg Day, we managed to bring 197 eggs, and thus we triumphantly claim the honour of being the Form to bring the most eggs in the past two years. Our Form Captain, Shirley Horsfall, has proved herself worthy of the position. Our Vice-Captain, June Preston; Sports Captain, Betty Rayner; Vice-Sports Captain, Valerie McDonald; Red Cross Captain, Lois Thorpe, and Vice-Red Cross Captain, Marjorie Fisher, have also played a big part in making our year successful. We are hoping for a happy conclusion to this year, and many more happy ones for the —E.H. future Lower V.b girls. XX. A most, interesting year has been spent by Form XX. with Miss Bowden as Form Mistress, and Edna Hammond. Form Captain. As we had so many new girls at the beginning of the year, we decided to hold a Form picnic at Sherbrooke, to become acquainted We enjoyed ourselves with each other. thoroughly, cooking chops, climbing down the falls, and finding lyrebirds' feathers. Our Red Cross Captain is Joyce Murray, and we work for the Collingwood Mission. We were going to visit the Mission, but some of the children had mumps and measles, and our visit had to be postponed. For the Comforts Fund we made socks, balaclava helmets, scarves, caps and mittens.

We have a number of girls in the Junior baseball, basket-ball, and hockey teams. During Term II. our Sports Captain, Lois Bridgborn,• challenged XX.a to a basket-ball match, which Later, we challenged L.V.a to a we lost. hockey match, and after an exciting game we were proclaimed victors. For History an election for Parliament was held, and the "lame" and the "blind" came to record their votes. Afterwards a Bill was introduced for lengthening the swimming period of Form XX. In all we have had a very enjoyable year, and wish to thank all those who have made us so happy. —W.W.

XX.a. A bird flew along the cloisters—L.V.a, XX., L.V.b, "Ah! XX.a. What a snug little place it looks!" In walked Mr. Starling, and went across to the table in the centre of the platform. On it he found a folio, and on opening it, saw a collection of papers. He turned them over and read, first adjusting his glasses: "Term I. was like First Terms always are. The girls take settling down, especially with a new Form Mistress. Miss Trowbridge has just come to Victoria this year, and it seems strange that XX.a should have had two Tasmanian Form Mistresses in the last two years. "Term II.—Two new girls, Betty Langford and Ailsa Newton, came and were given a hearty welcome by everyone. Near the beginning of the Second Term we held a Party and a Treasure Hunt on the sports oval. The winner was presented with a china ornament. We also held a basket-ball match against XX. and were victorious." "Term III.—In this term we celebrated Miss Trowbridge's birthday, among many other events. In the school play we were represented by Hilda Latimer, and many of our girls sang in the choir." Then Mr. Starling blinked his eyes, and took off his glasses, saying, "I have no more time to spare, but I shall look into this again next year, when I come back" Then he flew away, unnoticed by all, except myself, and I watched him winging his way upwards out of sight.

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IV.a. We set sail on the sunny morning of 14th February, in the good ship "Foray," bound for May holidays. On board we had Admiral Williams and Captain Betty Knuckey; First Mate Audrey Fleming, in charge of sports, and Second Mate Pat Crone in charge of Red Cross supplies. During the voyage, we played a baseball match against a team from our sister ship,, "Remove A," but they gained the honours. There was a red-letter day during the next voyage, which was to End of Term Two, when Admiral Williams took us for a shore excursion to Sherbrooke Forest. The final voyage for 1940 has just begun, and we are heading for Endofyere. We are all working hard for the final examinations, and hope to be successful. Throughout the year, officers and crew have worked for the Cheltenham Babies' Home and the Comforts Fund, and we feel we have "done our bit" in that respect. We wish the best of luck to the 1941 crew of the "Foray," and hope they will have as pleasant a voyage as we have had.

Remove A. Can anyone imagine a luckier Form than Remove A? They Have: Miss Pratt as Form Mistress, Madge Green as Form Captain and Linnell Wood as "Vice." Dawn Punton is Sports Captain, and Shirley Bissett, the Guild Manager, is Vice-Sports Captain. Elinor Anderson and Jean Watsford are Red Cross Captain and Vice-Captain respectively: Such items in their history as a picnic to Sherbrooke Forest, blissfully muddy and enjoyed by all; many articles for the Red Cross and Methodist Babies' Home, and a picnic, on a rainy day, in aid of Red Cross: An aquarium, composed of a frog and a tadpole in two jam jars: and finally, A talented representative for every phase —V. E. of school life.

Extra IV. We have had a delightful year with Mrs. Loh as our Form Mistress, and we always endeavour to have fresh flowers and a tidy room to receive her.

Ellen Stanton, our Form Captain, has done her duties well, and has kept us in order. Under Patsy Smith's captaincy, we have enjoyed our spoit and swimming very much. Betty Jungwirth has been a very energetic Red Cross captain, and has urged us to knit many garments for the soldiers. Gita Fetter had a tennis party for the Ambulance Fund, and made £2/12/-. Craft is our favourite subject. We have done felt work, interior decorating, and made gift boxes and scarves. Verleigh Wright manages our library, which —V.W., V.H. contains sixty books.

IV.b. In the First Term of this year we acted a part of "A Midsummer Nights Dream" on Shakespeare Day, and invited the Lower Middle and Junior Schools. At the beginning of the Second Term we enjoyed our Form picnic in Sherbrooke Forest. During that term we had an epidemic of mumps. Also we were very sorry to hear that our Form Captain had developed pneumonia. In this last term we intended to visit the Kindergarten for which we are working, but as they also had an epidemic we were unable to go. We intend to invite Remove B to see us act parts of "The Tempest" and "The Merchant of Venice." We played a basket-ball match against Remove B and won. We have made socks, cuffs, kneecaps, bottlecovers and "hussifs," and bags for the soldiers; and quilts, skirts, jumpers and socks for the Kindergarten children. Two self-denial weeks have enabled us to send contributions to French Red Cross and British Bombing Victims' Funds. We have enjoyed our year with Miss Luke immensely. —M.L.

Remove B. The twenty-seven girls of Remove B have had a very happy year, with Miss Hill as Form Mistress, and Joan McCallum and Ailsa Sefton to help her. Joyce Harris was elected Sports Captain, and Lindsay Walters her assistant. In Second Term, there was a basket-ball match between IV.B and Remove B, which was won by the former.

SILVER AND GREEN In the new Guild Hall we have made felt pictures, calendars, weaving samples, books, and a corner of a kitchen for interior decoration. At the beginning of the year, we elected a general manager, directors, and a committee, who won us a star for being the best Guild of the year. On Egg Day, we managed to bring 116 eggs, one girl donating five shillings to buy four dozen. We have a money box for the Ambulance Fund; the girls putting in money when they have any to spare. In First Term we spent money on materials for clothes for the children in the Carlton Kindergarton. During the year we have knitted coloured patches for a patch-work quilt, which is not yet finished. We hope next year's Remove B will have as happy a year as we have had. —A.S.

IV.c. At the commencement of 1940, we elected Joan Ffrench as our Form Captain, Betty Brown Red Cross Captain, and Jill Stuchbery Sports Captain. For Red Cross we have knitted socks, balaclava helmets, and many other articles for the soldiers, sailors and airmen. Our Form visited the Museum at the end of Term II., and had a very enjoyable time. We won the picture for tidiness for Terms I. and II., and hope to win it again this term. Our girls have made waste-paper baskets, breakfast trays, scarves, kettle-holders, and many other things for handwork. We hope that next year's IV.c will have as happy a year as we have had. —J.S., D.Y.

Remove C. This year Form Remove C has been very happy with Miss Duncan as their Form Mistress. Estelle Nicholls is the Form Captain, and Joyce Hiscock the Sports Captain. Under Norma Buckman's care we have been dressing dolls for the Red Cross, and raised El with a puppet show, as well as doing knitting and other work. During the year 'we enjoyed a nice Form social with Miss Duncan, and we all joined in a very interesting peanut ,hunt. Some of our girls took part in the musical recital held in

First Term, and we were also represented in the swimming and running sports. In the Guild Hall, Remove C has been well to the f ore. I am sure we have had a very happy year, and we thank everyone for their help. —N.B.

IV.D This year has been a happy one, with Miss Masters as our Form Mistress, and Judith Pihl as Form Captain. Early in the year we held a show of toy animals—a circus, a zoo, and a farmyard. The money we collected was given to the Comforts Fund. Our lovely new swimming baths were opened early in the year, and most of the girls in our Form like swimming best of all the sports. Some of us were lucky enough to go in all through the Winter.

The International Class. This year some girls from many lands Have come with us to stay; From England, Sweden, and Hong Kong, From Australia, and Norway. There's one from Ocean Island, too, And even one from Tonga. We hope they love Australia so They'll want to live there longer! ---B.N.

III.a and Kindergarten. There are over fifty girls in Junior School this year, and we are a happy family. The war has given us an opportunity to help others. We have been making mittens for the Red Cross, and jumpers for the children of London whose homes have been bombed. The Kindergarten and Form III. have made a quilt for the Red Cross by knitting a square each. We have been busy collecting silver paper and tooth paste tubes for the Children's Hospital. During Second Term the Percussion Band took part in the School Music Recital. Mumps and whooping cough have kept many away from school for 3 time. The twins, Pamela and Gwen, saved 15/6 for the Red Cross when they were at home with whooping cough. At Craft work we are getting ready for Christmas by making cardboard boxes for presents for all our mothers, fathers and friends. —D.M.

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Athletic Sports, 1940. The Athletic Sports this year were to have been held on Friday, 19th April, but owing to bad weather, were postponed till the following Wednesday, 24th. We were glad to be able to hold the sports once more on our own oval, and enthusiasm in barracking and "House" spirit was at its height. Inter-School Flag Races were run, in which M.C.E.G.G.S., St. Catherine's, St. Margaret's, Fintona, and M.L.C. competed, while the Cato Branch M.L.C. was unable to attend. We were very thrilled when our team won the Senior Race, and wish to congratulate St. Catherine's junior team on their victory. A climax in the day was reached when the School Relay Team defeated that of the "House," much to the disappointment of the boarders, whose enthusiasm even exceeded that of the School. We should like to congratulate Cato House on winning the coveted "Bettye Hammon Cup." We extend our thanks to Mrs. Rentoul, who so kindly presented the trophies, and also to Miss Blaxland, Miss Perkins, Miss Foote, the staff, and members of the Sports Committee, who helped to make the sports such a success. -B.S. Senior Obstacle Race-1, D. Lord (F); 2, M. Tully (F) ; 3, B. Allen (C). Intermediate Obstacle Race-1, S. Bissett (C); 2. U. King-Smith (K) ; 3, S. Forrester (K). Junior Crawling Race-1, M. Mortimer (C) ; 2, V. Maughan (B); 3, B. Spowart (K). Senior Egg and Spoon Race-1, J. Start (C) ; 2, L. Leask (F). Intermediate Sack Race-1, E. Thomson (K) ; 2, B. Smith (F); 3, B. Binder (C). Junior Potato Race--1, J. Harris (C) ; 2, H. Hopper (C) ; 3, J. Vincent (K).

Basket-ball Goal Throwing-Open: 1, D. Johnson (B); Gwen Barlow (C), B. McConchie (B), equal 2. Junior School Races-Under 6 years: 1, J. Faultley (K). Under 7 years: G. Watkins (C). Under 8 years: N. Fowles (F). Under 9 years: V. West (F). 9 and 10 years: E. Nichterlein (C). Little Friends' Race: 1, M. Thomas Senior Baseball Throwing-1, R. Walker (C); 2, J. Eggleston (F); 3, R. Williams (K). W. Intermediate Baseball Throwing-1, Macauley (B); 2, V. McDonald (F); 3, L. Wotherspoon (C). Junior Baseball Throwing-1, F. Verner (F) ; 2, R. Pizzey (C); 3, S. Walker (B). (37 yards 0 5/6 feet, a record.) Inter-House Diamond Throwing-Open: 1, Cato; 2, Krome; 3, Fitchett. Junior Flat Race-75 yards, open: 1, H. Hopper (C) ; 2, J. Harris (C); 3, J. Hiscock (F). Intermediate Flat Race-75 yards, open: 1, P. Reid (F) and L. Bridgborn (K) equal; 2, A. Howard (C). Senior Flat Race-75 yards, open: 1, D. Lancaster (F); 2, B. Snowball (K) ; 3, L. Punton (F). Junior Inter-House Tunnel Ball-1, Fitchett; 2, Berry; 3, Cato (78 secs, a record). Competition-1, Passball Intermediate Krome; 2, Fitchett; 3, Cato. Senior Hockey Dribbling Relay Race-1, Fitchett; 2, Krome; 3, Berry. Junior Flat Race-50 yards, open: 1, H. Hopper (C) ; 2, J. Harris (C) and J. Vincent (K), equal. Intermediate Flat Race-75 yards, under 13: 1, A. Fleming (C); 2; G. Paul (K) ; 3, R. Smethurst (K). Senior Flat Race-75 yards, under 15: 1, P. Carter (C) ; 2, M. Walklate (F) ; 3, M. Lowe (F). Junior Flat Race-50 yards, under 11: 1, J. Hiscock (F) ; 2, J. Stuchbery (K); 3, H. Patterson (K). Senior Cover Spry Competition-1, Cato; 2, Berry; 3, Krome (Time, 77 4/5 secs., a record). Senior Inter-School Flag Race-1, M.L.C. (Kew); 2, St. Catherine's; 3, M.C.E.G.G.S.

SILVER AND GREEN Junior Inter-School Flag Race-1, St. Catherine's; 2, M.C.E.G.G.S.; 3, M.L.C. (Kew). Intermediate Zig-zag and Bounce-1, Fitchett; 2, Cato; 3, Berry. Senior Inter-House "B" Flag Race-75 yards: 1, Fitchett; 2, Krome; 3, Cato (Time, 85 sec., a record). Junior Inter-House "A" Flag Race-75 yards: 1 Fitchett; 2, Krome; 3, Berry (Time, 81 3/5 secs., record). Junior Inter-House Flag Race-50 yards: 1, Krome; 2, Berry; 3, Cato. House v. School Race-75 yards: 1, School; 2, House. Aggregate Points—For "Bettye Hammon Cup": 1, Cato House, 981; 2, Fitchett, 94; 3, Krome, 75; 4, Berry, 371.

Basket-ball Notes. Once more the basket-ball season has come and gone, leaving behind a happy memory. Only two girls from last year's team returned, and the remaining five places were keenly contested. The competition was so keen and the selection so difficult that the team was changed several times. The final team was: Gwenda Tunnock (goal-thrower), Dawn Johnson (attack), Ruby Connell (attack wing), Betty McConchie (vice-capt., centre), Margot Jackson (capt., defence wing), Kath. Roberts (defence), Lorna Punton (goal defence), Mimiam Albiston (emergency). The results of the matches were as follows: M.L.C. defeated Fintona, 27-9 goals; M.L.C. defeated P.L.C., 22-14 goals; M.L.C. lost to St. Catherine's, 22-39 goals; M.L.C. defeated Tintern, 23-9 goals; M.L.C. defeated Tintern, 28-11 goals; M.L.C. defeated P.L.C., 36-16 goals. Our successful season was largely due to the untiring coaching of Miss Perkins, and her helpful, constructive criticism for which we offer her our sincere thanks. At the conclusion of our season we were fortunate enough to have the opportunity of Owing to illness Kath. visiting Adelaide. Roberts was unable to go, and her place was We suffered filled by Miriam Albiston. another unfortunate set-back when Dawn Johnson contracted mumps while we were over there. Nevertheless, ably assisted by Robbie

Walker and Dulcie Whittaker, we were successful in three out of four of our matches. The results of the Adelaide matches were: M.L.C. lost to M.L.C. (Adelaide), 29-31 goals; M.L.C. defeated Wilderness, 33-21 goals; M.L.C. defeated Girton, 35-19 goals; M.L.C. defeated M.L.C. (Adelaide), 20-14 goals. The second and junior teams also had successful seasons. The second team won four out of six matches, defeating Fintona, Tintern, and St. Catherine's, but losing to P.L.C. The junior team won three of their four matches, losing to Tintern once, then defeating them as well as P.L.C. and St. Catherine's. There are many promising players amongst the juniors, and we know that they will ably "carry on" in future teams.

Tennis Notes. Having only four of our last year's team return, our first thought this year was to select the second four for the ensuing year's tennis. So large was the number of enthusiasts, that it was possible for us to obtain a "1st Eight," a "2nd Ten," and a Junior Four. After much practising, we were at length able to select the following girls in 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th pairs respectively: First Eight.—Dulcie Whittaker, Joan Eggleston, Robbie Walker (capt.), Rosemary Williams (vice-capt.), Heather Ebbott, Mary Daley, Valda Cavanagh, Gwen Carnie, and emergency, Margaret Rayner, who played in two matches. Second Ten.—Margaret Rayner (capt.), Margaret Williams, Betty Carter, Phyllis Carter, Marjorie E. Thomas, Marjorie Hislop; Betty Snowball, Marjorie R. Thomas, Enid Hocking, Jean Fowler. Junior Four.—Margaret Lawson (capt.), Helen Wilks, Dorothy Purvis, Patricia Reynolds, Claire Fowler (emergency). We have been fortunate in having Mr. P. O'Hara Wood for weekly coaching, from which we have had enjoyment and great benefit. Miss Blaxland, too, has kept an ever watchful eye on us at our practices, and our sincere thanks are due to them both.

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At our matches, played on Saturday mornings, we have been pleased to see a number of supporters, and our Principal and VicePrincipal. As we know how much theii time is occupied, the team would like to express special thanks to them. We have had a very enjoyable season, with the team undefeated. The results are as follows.—First Round: M.L.C. defeated Geelong C.E.G.G.S., 4 rubbers, 8 sets, 54 games, to 0 rubbers, 1 set, 22 games. M.L.C. defeated Melb. C.E.G.G.S., 3 rubbers, 7 sets, 47 games to 1 rubber, 2 sets, 26 games. M.L.C. defeated P.L.C., 2 rubbers, 5 sets, 47 games to 2 rubbers, 4 sets, 33 games. IP

Second Round: M.L.C. defeated Geelong, 4 rubbers, 8 sets, 53 games to 0 rubbers, 1 set, 19 games. M.L.C. defeated Melb. C.E.G.G.S., 3 rubbers, 6 sets, 45 games to 1 rubber, 3 sets, 38 games. M.L.C. defeated P.L.C., 2 rubbers, 5 sets, 41 games, to 2 rubbers, 4 sets, 41 games. Our second team won one of their five matches, whilst the junior team was undefeated. The first two pairs were fortunate in being invited by the Adelaide M.L.C. girls to visit them in the last week of Second Term, to play matches with them and other Adelaide Public Schools. With Miss Blaxland as our chaperone we enjoyed ourselves if ever a party of school. girls did. —R.W.

Hockey Notes. A silence—hear the whistle blow! Phyl bullies hard against her foe, She gets the ball, but oh! what shame, The half-back's hit it back again Right up the field towards Grammar's goal, Where stands a most forbidding sight. Brave Jocelyn clad in pads of white. The Grammar forwards have the ball; But Dorothea and Ruth stand fast, No hope of Grammar getting past. Then Pat and Elwyn both attack And Margaret gives a mighty whack, The forwards follow, one and all, The other Ruth controls the ball; She passes it to her left wing, Doreen's long legs begin to swing. Now see young Margaret cover ground Like some professional racing hound,

As towards the goal the ball she bashes And into Grammar's backs she crashes. Then June does to the rescue scoot And somebody is shouting "Shoot," And Grammar's goalie looks quite shy As through the posts the ball does fly. Five games we lost, and four we won And many a girl 'gainst Lauriston, St. Cath.'s and Fintona, Ruyton all Contested for the flying ball. Then these eleven maidens fair To Adelaide they did repair, And laughed and talked, and played, and won, And triumphed in the deeds they'd done. Three cheers for Elwyn and for Pat, Who gained green blazers out of that; And Miss Foote, too, we all admire, Who coached us well and did inspire Our Captain Ruth, and Phyl our "Vice," To push us on with good advice. The Junior and the second team Played with great zest, for all were keen. And now we wish good luck and cheer To all the hockey girls next year. —R.J.J.B.

Baseball Notes. We opened the baseball season of 1940 with several vacancies, and after much preparation were able to add Margaret Rayner, Dawn Johnson, Marjorie R. Thomas and Doreen Lancaster to last year's team of Le Barnett (capt.), Robbie Walker (vice-capt.), Joan Eggleston, Dulcie Whittaker, and Betty McConchie. We have had Miss Perkins for full-time coaching, and, with her keen appreciation of the game, we have come through the first round of Association matches with two wins and a draw. As these notes go to press we are very busy practising three afternoons weekly for the return matches in the second round—in two of which we have already been the victors. For the first time, this year the Junior, under 15 years team, has been playing Association matches on Saturday mornings, after the Senior Games. Our leader in First Term, Le Barnett, is not now with us, and the captaincy has been taken over by Robbie Walker. Miss Blaxland has

SILVER AND GREEN been supervising our practices, and we thank her for the valuable assistance she has rendered the team. The results are as follows: First Round: P.L.C. v. M.L.C., won by M.L.C., 25 runs to 9; M.L.C. v. C.E.G.G.S., won by M.L.C., 20 runs to 9; M.L.C. v. Geelong C.E.G.G.S., drawn, 8 goals to 8. Second Round: M.L.C. v. P.L.C., won by M.L.C., 36 runs to 9; C.E.G.G.S. v. M.L.C., won by M.L.C., 17 runs to 6; Geelong C.E.G G.S. v. M.L.C., won by Geelong, 9 runs to 8. We congratulate Geelong C.E.G.G.S. on being premiers for the season by narrowly R.W. defeating M.L.C.

Swimming Notes. Through a very kind gift to our well-loved school, A worthy addition was our fine swimming pool; Well heated in winter, in summer quite cool, Makes a swim once a week the general rule. As well as their usual weekly Form swim, A few "would-be fishes" find entrance therein Every Tuesday at four, to gain some more hints Re our Life Saving Drill and one hundred yards sprints. For our "Silver" and "Bronze" we can always rely On the, training we owe to Messrs. Charrett and Fry; To them and Miss Foote we give thank-yous sincere, And wish those returning "good dips" for next year. As paper is scarce, I herewith resign— (I hear you all moan, "And not before time") To give the results as you'll presently see, Of our sports held this year in Terms One and Three.

Wednesday, 28th February. Free Style: Open, 100 yards, P. Silvers (C), 1 min. 19.2 secs. Open, 50 yards, L. Green (C), 38.1 secs. Under 17, 50 yards, M. Wilson (C), 40 1/5 secs. Under 15, 50 yards, P. Silvers (C), 35.7 secs. Under 13,.35 yards, M. Beard (C), 29.9 secs. Under 11, 25 yards, D. Turner (F), 20.3 secs. Back Stroke: Open, 35 yards, P. Silvers (C), 31 secs. Under 15, 25 yards, G. McDonald (F), 21.1 secs. Breast Stroke: Open, 50 yards, D. Lancaster

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(F), 43.6 secs. Under 17, 50 yards, M. Wilson (C), 52.6 secs. Under 15, 50 yards, B. McCaghern (B), 50.9 secs. Under -13, 35 yards, A. Segal (F), 33.9 secs. Under 11, 25 yards, J. Leask (F), 28.6 secs. Diving: Open, D. Lancaster (F). Under 17, J. Eggleston (F). Under 15, R. Neale (F). Under 13, A. Segal (F). Under 11, J .Leask (F). House Points: Fitchett (73), 1; Cato (60), 2; Berry (26), 3; Krome (17), 4. Saturday, 19th October. Open: 200 yards, P. Silvers (C). Plunge, B. McCaghern (B). Life Saving Drill, Fitchett. Senior: Sculling, M. Wilson (C). Life Saving, B. McCaghern, H. Rentoul (B). Crocodile, Cato. . Intermediate: Leap Frog, Cato. Life Saving, R. Neale, A. Segal (F). Ping Pong Blowing, N. Edmunds (B). Junior: Overhead Ball, Fitchett. Cork Scramble, M. Snape (K). Life Saving, B. Kiddie, J. Leask (F). Dog Paddle: 9 and under, B. Lord (K). 10 and under, J. Leask (F). Back Paddle: 9 and under, B. Lord (K).".10 and under, J. Leask (F). Relays: Senior, Cato. Intermediate, Cato. Junior, Fitchett. House v. School, School. House Points: Cato (82), 1; Fitchett (701), 2; Berry (57), 3; Krome (301), 4. Total House Points: Fitchett, (1431), 1; Cato (142), 2; Berry (83), 3; Krome (471), 4. —L.G.

Answers to "Do You Know?" 1. 1882. 2. Nellie Fitchett. 3. Words by Phyllis Sleeman, melody by Mr. L. A. Adamson, former Headmaster of Wesley College, harmonised by Dr. Floyd. 4. Hawthorn 2525. 5. Mrs. Margaret Tiddeman, former Lady Superintendent of the College. 6. Otto Krome; Headmaster of the College (1906-1917). • 7. Lady Dugan. 8. In Fitchett Hall. 9. 1937; from navy blue. 10. Beatrice Parsons, former Sports Mistress in 1927. 11. Joan Eggleston and Dorothy Pollock respectively. 12. Dr. Wade. —L.G., Hon. VI.

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Original Contributions Prize List. Senior Verse—No award. Senior Prose—Winsome Newey, "A Scourge of the Bush." Middle Verse—Carlotta Ellis (F. J. Cato Branch), "Youth Fled By." Middle Prose—Carlotta Ellis (F. J. Cato Branch), "The Lost Childhoods." Junior Verse—Ailsa Sefton, "The Wind's Holiday." Drawing—Ruth Carrie, "Ode to the West Wind." Photography—Maurine McLaughlin, "Country Scene."

. . Our Guiding Star.

This was the successful entry for the J.W. Grove Prize for 1940. By shady trees and spreading lawns stands our old school of grey, Her slender tower reaching high, guiding the truest way; So we'll proudly sing for M.L.C., And softly let us tell We'll ever do our best to serve The school we love so well.

Chorus: We'll take as our guide a silver star, Our emblem and our crest, And our voices raise in a song of praise For the dearest school and the best! We'll one and all support our teams, our players warmly cheer, For be it loss or victory, we'll ever persevere; So we'll proudly sing for M.L.C., And loudly we'll agree That we shall ever play the game In all sincerity. Chorus: We'll take as our guide a silver star, Our emblem and our crest, And our voices raise in a song of praise For the dearest school and the best! As Wise Men, bringing costly gifts, were guided from afar, May we our simple talents bring, and follow. too, the star:

SILVER AND GREEN So we'll loudly sing for M.L.C. And softly, as we pray That "Deo Domuique" May be our guide alway. Chorus: We'll take as our guide a silver star, Our emblem and our crest, And our voices raise in a song of praise For the dearest school and the best! —B. Taylor. You are going to enjoy singing this to Lorna Grierson's setting!

The Wind's Holiday.

. One morning the wind, revived by his sleep, In the Mother Sea's arms, in the white-crested deep, Said to himself as he chuckled aloud: "I'm going to make havoc among the whole crowd. I'll sweep down the autumn leaves from the brown trees, I'll bow down the flowers, and annoy busy bees!" So, away down the streets with a rush and a roar, Away among woodlands, and wide, open moor. He whistled 'mong leaves of a forest of oaks, And e'en played 'mong folds of the gentlemen's cloaks. He bowed down the willows, beside the creek's banks, And annoyed the old women with small harmless pranks. He rushed o'er the sky, chasing fleecy white clouds, And blew away mists that hung o'er fields in shrouds. He rushed in and out among fields of gold Corn,

And ruffled the feathers of birds of the morn. He whisked off the hats of the small laughing boys, And blew from their arms their bundles of toys. He whirled round the sand and whipped the green sea, Till the moored boats danced, and longed to be free. He played in the hair of the frolicking child,

Bowing the trees, and making them wild. At last, when exhausted, he dropped to his sleep, In the Mother Sea's arms in the white-crested deep. —Ailsa Sefton, 11 years, Remove B, Cato.

A Scourge of the Bush. With a slight splutter the match is lit, the first twig flares up. Just a brilliant, dancing splash of light, a dry leaf, a clump of dead grass, a fragment of bark and a gentle breeze. Crash! A great giant of the forest tumbles to the ground, trailing behind it a shower of hot sparks. As far as one can see the hills seem to be mounds of fire. In the valley the settlers, carrying what household goods they can, hasten towards the spot least likely to be reached by the ravaging flames. Their destination may be the river, or a ploughed field, but time is too precious to stop . and think which it will be. Heralded by clouds of black smoke, and fanned by a hot north wind, the hungry 'red tongues leap forward. Overpowered by the heat and flying debris, the begrimed and smokeblinded fighters are compelled to abandon their work and dash for safety. In a trice the little home is caught up by the greedy fire. . . Twilight is falling now, soon the sky will be sprinkled with stars, and the moon, creeping from behind a cloud, will look down from her heaven. Ah, Moon! What is it you see? The mighty devastator, having burnt itself out in its fury, leaves behind it a stretch of fallen trees, charred and smoking, and a heap of blackened beams, glowing ashes and twisted iron. These are but a "token of remembrance." How could one forget the evil fiend! —W. Newey, V.b, Cato.

Panorama. I sat on the crest of a hill in Templestowe, leaning against the bole of a pine tree. Looking down, I saw the drooping willows sweeping the surface of the winding Yarra. Close by, a cow, with slow, lazy movements, cropped the green grass. A slight breeze moved through the

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boughs far above my head, and swept across the dandelion heads in the fields. Involuntarily, I contrasted this scene with that of the devastated areas of the other side of the world—screeching sirens, confusion and haste, explosions, toppling buildings, still bodies. A prayer rose to my lips, "Oh, God, give peace." —N.M.J., P.VI.a, Berry.

Your Garden. I have made a garden fair, dear heart, for you These deep red roses signify my love. The cobbled paths wind in among the blue Forget-me-nots, reflecting Heav'n above, And by the fountain stands a wattle tree, Glorious reflection of the noonday sun. The golden-scented puff-balls seem to be The kind of work a fairy might have done. There, in among their leaves of shining green Pale pink camelias nestle, wreathed in calm, And, hiding 'neath their leaves; there can be seen Shy violets, timid, shelt'ring there from harm. Close by the gate there stands an almond tree, Its creamy blossoms, fragile loveliness, Like billowing clouds. And further back you'll see Wistaria, which, when touched by spring's caress Breaks forth in pale, mauve masses; and the bower Thus formed above the little rustic seat, Whene'er the' fair wistaria is in flower, Is where I'll sit, adoring, by your feet. Sweet honeysuckle perfumes all the air. The cornflowers in blue stalwartness, will stand Beside the blood-red poppies planted there, With many-hued carnations close at hand. And clambering upon the sunny wall, Luxuriating in the sunlight's gleam, Long, elegant clematis wreaths will fall Angelic wedding bells (or so they seem) — And in a little corner stands a plot Where cowslips blossom gaily in the Spring. And alternate with more forget-me-not. And in the wattle boughs the blackbirds sing.

Around the grey stone fountain is a pool Where dainty cup-like water-lilies grow; And in the mossy water, green and cool, The bronze-finned goldfish hasten to and fro, And round the fountain's rim grows maiden's hair In lacy folds; there is a garden plot With hyacinths and pansies growing there, While in another safely sheltered spot Sweet lily-of-the-valley, sheltered, grciws, And aromatic lavender has birth, While on the fence the hardy briar-rose Cries gay defiance to its mother earth. The lilac in the shade blooms, dainty, sweet And snowdrops are all there, in hiding, too, And shiv'ry grass is quaking at my feet. Oh, come into this garden! 'Tis for you! —A. G. Thomson, 13 years, L.V.a, Cato.

The Song of the Plain. I am the ground of human strife, For on my breast men fight for life; Though youths with blood my beauty mar It yet must be—for such is war. I am not always cleft with hate, Not all men come to kill and wait For death to come in fair return For lives once taken, in, their turn. Why must men fight? Oh, I have seen Youths go to war, who might have been Some future statesmen, that would save Their land from sin and shameful grave. While parents who are left behind, Wait fearfully with tears which blind, I wait till men shall fight no more, Until no country will be poor. Once again the grain will grow, And men of peace in turn will sow The seeds of faith, of joy and love, For hate will die, and from above Will come the rays of hope so bright, That clouds of sin will turn to light. Cattle will graze where'er they will, And I shall stretch from hill to hill. Men will look down upon such 'grace, And where the hills and I meet space, Will offer prayer and praise again, And peace will reign upon the plain. —Lurline Keck, V.a, Cato.

SILVER AND GREEN A Windy Day at Sea. I was walking along the cliff top on a windy day, when, struck by the scene that met my eyes, I paused. Huge breakers were rolling on the shore, bringing with them seaweed from the deep, and washing it high on the yellow sands. The day was cold, so there was no sign of life, though the trees, bowing before the wind, seemed to be living people making obeisance to their king. Loose sand was blowing in my eyes, and stinging my legs, and the strong wind played in my hair. Waves were exhausting their lives against grim black rocks which stood firm and unmoved looking over the tossing sea. I thought of hard, immovable tyrants resisting the pleas of people, and looking on at the battle that waged round them. Small ships were tossed ruthlessly on the green waves—now rising, now falling—while the masts of anchored ships were swung from side to side, till they creaked and groaned as if to break. I passed on, thinking of the power of man and his inventions, but how small they are compared with the might of the ocean. —Ailsa Sefton, 11 years, Remove B, Cato.

But the second was complaining, oe it rain or be it sun, He never had, and never will, a single hour of fun. —Valerie East, 11 years, Remove A, Fitchett.

Seeds. Little seeds in Winter, Snuggle in the ground, But when the Spring and Summer come, With sunshine and with showers, Then they send up tiny shoots, And turn them into flowers. —Joy McLaughlin, 11 years, Remove B., Fitchett.

A Spring Scene. The birds are coming back again, The Winter's gone, and now 'tis Spring.; We see them perched on every bough, From every bough we hear them sing. The shy wee purple primula, The snowdrop white upon the green; The iris and the primrose bright, They make a lovely spring-time scene! —Deirdre East, 10 years, IV.c, Fitchett.

The Two Neighbours.

Eventide.

Two neighbours had gardens, alike as two peas, They both grew nasturtiums and apricot trees; But the neighbours themselves they differed in much, They knew their opinions and left them as such.

The doves are softly cooing in the tall larch trees, And a tiny flower is lilting with a passing breeze, The nodding heads of bluebells are seen droop ing with the rest, And the thrushes are a-chirping in their nest.

Quoth the first, "At my leisure in my garden I. works, It acquaints me with nature and physical jerks, I see my pink roses a-blooming so gay, I list to the birds and am happy all day." Said the second, '"My garden is covered with weeds. The snails eat my lettuce, the birds eat my seeds, It's the bane of existence, I'll be broke in this way, I've a pain in my back and my hair is all grey." The first was always laughing, and he knew the joy of life, Though he had his ups and downs, and a very nagging wife;

A sound of fairy music is a-wafting o'er the grass, And the larch trees whisper, waiting for the fairy folk to pass, The flowers are a-swaying and their perfume fills the air, Not a blossom hears the fairy music there. Then sweet singing tells the larch trees 'tis time to go to sleep, As the flowers are already wrapt in slumber deep; Then, the fairies with their dew drops, come a-stealing through the grass, And they bathe the sleeping flowers as they pass. —Judith Leask, 10 years, IV.b, Fitchett.

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36 Spring.

Oh happy Spring! Oh happy Spring! When all the birds do joyful sing Of dainty, golden daffodils That dance on green and grassy hills; Of blossoms all of pink and white, That fill our hills with sheer delight, Of lilac with her scented flower, That fills with joy the evening hour. --Patsy Hall, 11 years, IV.c, Fitchett.

Koonya Beach. The long green rollers heaved and crashed, On to the grey-gold sand. The tufts of grass on the rolling dunes Lay flat before the wind. The beach was deserted, save for me And a few white, lonely gulls, Who moaning called in their long, sad wail, While searching the beach for food. They wheeled and fought over dainty bits, Then circled out to sea, And the long slow waves still broke on the beach As the grasses swayed in the wind. The sun had set and the sky was dark, But for a glow in the west, So the tufty grass stood in silhouette Bent, and dark on the slope. And while the ponderous waves rose high, Then fell with echoing roar, The gulls flew back, wheeled round and stood Dark shapes against the sky. —Wendy Taylor, XX., Cato.

Maidens, Arise! Maids of the world, arise! The trumpet soundeth clear. It swells into the air And echoes far and near. 'Tis not the call to war That biddeth progress cease, It is the voice of God, The higher call to peace. If men the wide world o'er Indulge in foolish strife, Maidens must join the ranks That work for truth and life.

We must keep burning still The flickering torch of 'love; Work till we bring the world To Christ, who waits above. —Elizabeth Hooke, Lower V.b, Krome.

The Bookworm. A book has not the kind of leaves That please a caterpillar; But sometimes there's a studious one, Who likes to read a "thriller." While others in the garden stroll, He creeps along the shelf, And from the rows of volumes there, Proceeds to help himself. And when a book amuses him He studies every page, But if he finds it very dull He eats it in a rage —Pamela Reid, Remove A, Fitchett.

Wattle. Wattle grows upon the hills, By ferny glades and forest rills. And one and all observe with glee, The flower of peace and liberty, The emblem of Australia. —Pat. Kydd, L.V.b, Berry.

Swift Swallow. Spread wide your wings and fly away Swift Swallow— Fly to the north where palm-trees sway, Swift Swallow, Where sunbeams dance on the shining sea, And warm winds murmur blithe and free. When the Winter's past return to me, Swift Swallow. —Jean Davey, L.V.a, Berry.

Koliji Fefine The Friendly Islands are in the south-west Pacific, with a population of thirty thousand people. The only secondary girls' school is the Koliji Fefine (Girls' College) conducted by the Methodist Mission, It is a boarding school of a hundred and fifty girls. The girls do all their own work, cleaning their dormitories and school rooms, and cooking their food, most of which is provided

SILVER AND GREEN by the church people, the villages taking it in turn to bring a load of yams, sweet potatoes, taro and cabbages. The girls sleep in long dormitories on mats. To make it easier to keep the floor clean, these are spread on boards raised from the floor. A sheet is spread over the mats, -and native cloth is used instead of blankets. Their pillow-slips are always embroidered with coloured designs. The girls are very clever at embroidery and crochet, and several have won prizes at the Melbourne Show at different times. They do not learn any languages except English, and do not have as many subjects as schools here. The classes go up to Intermediate standard. Tongan games are played, and also basket. ball, tennis and rounders. Some girls become teachers in the primary schools for a time after they leave school, but they all marry before very long. —Linnell "Wood, Remove A, Fitchett.

A New Girl's Bit.

would still be there. And a desire grew in her —to be of some help to Fitchett, to help honour her House—and so in this vein, she wrote this! —June Austin, L.V.a, Fitchett.

Ships. As I sit upon the beach, On a sunny day; I can see so many ships, Passing on their way. Graceful yachts go sailing by, With their sails of white; Skimming o'er the waters blue, In the cool of night. Along the faint horizon, A smudge of purple grey, Is telling us a steamer Is going on her way. Black and dirty cargo boats, Busy as can be; Stately liners taking trav'lers Far across the sea.

Girlish voices were raised in cheers. Fitchett had lost by a couple of points, and in their sporting way, all the Houses were cheering the victors. Cheer after cheer rent the air, till at last there was nothing more over which these girls could vent their spirits.

But when the ships are homeward bound, The people tho' they roam, Both near and far, are very glad To know they're going home. —Helena Heath, Remove A, Fitchett.

In little groups they moved off—some to change, others to look for relations; but all filled with the one topic—the Sports Day. Soon all the day girls had left, still chattering happily, and the boarders climbed the stairs to change for tea.

The sky was grey; the wind was chill; There were no sun's rays beyond the hill; A mist hung low on the winding river, And the tall green reeds were all a-quiver.

The Messenger.

It seemed that Winter filled the air, And all the trees stood stark and bare. The chimney smoke clung to the ground, In icy stillness there was no sound.

Dusk fell. Lights twinkled. Rooms lit up. Headlights showed up cars wending their homeward ways, while the moon gleamed faintly overhead. Gradually all grew silent, and the lights in the rooms went out. Up, "like a quiet sentinel," rose the tower, dark against the sky, the spire hardly discernible. But it was there, showing the spirit, and glory, and love of the old, old school.

When lo! from out a leafless tree A wattle-bird sang his song to me, And I knew that Spring was on its way No matter how dull and drear the day. —Valda Vaughan, 8 years, III.a, Fitchett.

Gladness swelled in the heart of a small new girl—pride in this magnificent old school that was hers. What mattered it that Fitchett had lost? What did anything matter? Tomorrow would dawn a new day. The school

Its towers half hid in shimmering mist, It stands in moonlight eerie; Inside its halls a sweet voice calls— "Come, rest, if ye be weary."

The Castle of Happiness.

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It boasts no thick and massive walls, Only a silver curtain. Inside its tower a blue-bird calls— "Here happiness is certain." —Judith Leask, 10 years, IV.b, Fitchett.

A Drive Through the Hills. Not so very long ago, a party of tourists motoring through New South Wales wanted to visit Canberra, but insisted on arranging their itinerary so they could be there when "the House" was sitting. To do this they had an extra day to fill, so their driver and manager, after consulting numerous maps and pamphlets with which the Tourist Bureau had so generously supplied him, decided on a drive to the Wambeyan Caves. The next morning, four high-spirited people set off in the car, anticipating a very enjoyable day. Though well provided with sweets and fruit, they did not take lunch, thinking they would be able to get this when they reached the Wambeyan Caves, about noon. Soon the car began to ascend, and the road to show signs of curves. But the tourists, as yet, took little notice of this. Presently, a gate was seen stretching across the road, and the youngest and most, agile member of the party had to disentangle herself from numerous rugs and coats, get out to open the gate, and, in compliance with a notice fixed to the gate, shut it again. The road now began to curve every few hundred yards, and the travellers became slightly aware of this fact. It was also evident that there was a river in the valley, and they were now travelling along the side of a mountain. Soon the curves became even more frequent, and there were more gates! Not two or three, but dozens, or so it seemed to the unfortunate young lady who had to open (and shut) them. Our friends continued in this manner for about three hours. By this time they were beginning to feel the pangs of hunger, and soon all the sweets and fruit were gone. At last they began to descend the mountain, and felt much relieved when they reached the bottom. Ah, this must be the Caves! The driver, who had, of necessity, been quiet for

some time, began to cheer up, and discuss the all-important question of lunch. But when they reached the bottom, all that could be seen was the river, and that had flooded over the road. Well, there was nothing to do but to go on, so a very subdued driver pressed down on the accelerator, rushed through the water, and began to ascend once again. This second phase of the drive led the tourists through the same type of country. At about the ninth gate (which the energetic young lady was hoping would be the last), the quietest of the four, who was interested in photography, took a photograph of the young lady to commemorate her efforts. This cheered her very much, and it was with greater alacrity that she attended to the remaining gates. At last roofs could be seen, and a general sigh of relief escaped from all four, whose lunch was now two hours overdue. The "roofs" turned out to be only one, and on enquiry, it was learnt that no refreshment was available, but the nearest town was "only fourteen miles away." In spite of their greed for sight-seeing, our travellers decided to cancel the visit through the Caves, and broke all speed records in an effort to obtain food, After obtaining nourishment, the quartette felt much better, and were able to look on their adventures with some amusement. Not so the next day, when, on reaching Canberra, they were informed that "the House" was in recess! —Zoe Proud, Honour VI., Berry.

Eldorado. Eldorado is a town where once the atmosphere breathed romance, feverish activity,, and high hopes; a place where men worked and gambled for gold. How people—thousands of them—ever got there is amazing, because it is situated one hundred and sixty miles from Melbourne and, in those days, the only means of transport were horses, coaches, and bullock waggons. The population was about five thousand, and twenty-two hotels were needed to cater for the thirst of the miners. Gold was gained, but quickly spent; and after a period the field was declared "worked out."

—Mendelssohn Studio, Melb. TENNIS TEAM. Heather Ebbott, Mary Daley, Gwen Carnie, Valda Cavanagh, Dulcie Whittaker, Robbie Walker (Captain), Rosemary Williams (Vice-Captain), Joan Eggleston.

—Mendelssohn Studio. BASKET-BALL TEAM. Ruby Connell, Margot Jackson (Captain), Dawn Johnson, Miriam Albiston, Betty McConchie (Vice-Captain), Lorna Punton, Gwenda Tunnock, Kath. Roberts.

HOCKEY TEAM. —Mendelssohn Studio. Back Rowe: June Sherlock. Margaret Rouch, Ruth Came (Captain), Doreen Lancaster, Pat. Fleigner, Front Row: Ruth Johnson, Margery Walklate, Dorothea Thomson, Jocelyne Buckland, Phyllis Frazer (Vice. Captain). Margaret Robinson, Elwyn Smart.

BASEBALL TEAM. —Mendelssohn Studio. R. Walker (Captain), Margaret Rayner. Margot Jackson, Marjorie R. Thomas, Dulcie Whittaker, Joan Eggleston, Betty McConchie, Heather Ebbott. Rosemary Williams, Doreen Lancaster, Dawn Johnson.

SILVER AND GREEN To-day, nestling among the foothills of the Beechworth Ranges, is a sedate little town with only one hotel; the old police station now used as a bakery, and a one-time bank showing only the remains of two brick walls; and the bachelor huts and the houses of the men and their families who are employed in the mines.

The ground which is being mined to-day is the same that was worked during the "Gold Rush" of 1851. At present, the gold dust reclaimed from the soil amounts to one hundred and fifty ounces a week, and is valued at £10 per ounce. —Millicent Denton, Pass VI.a, Berry.

The Coming of Night.

THE DREDGE, ELDORADO.

On approaching Eldorado, you are greeted with the screeching and groaning noises of tTie dredge, the heaviest in Australia. It floats on what was once a river, but is now dammed up and forms a very muddy lake, one hundred feet in depth. In the front end of the dredge is a chain of buckets, each weighing three hundred and sixty pounds. These go down about ninety feet, and dig up the gold-bearing soil. This soil is carried on to a "race" which has metal "ripples" attached to the bottom. The gold and other minerals (tin, iron oxide, and lead) being heavier than mud sink, and are caught while the mud goes on and is directed to the other end of the dredge, and from there it runs back into the lake. Every little while the "concentrates," that is, the gold and other minerals are bucketed and taken to the "concentrate shed" on the edge of the lake. There they are put into an "'amalgamating drum," in which the gold combines with the mercury. The mercury is evaporated, collected, and used again. The gold is left, and it is taken, heated and poured into moulds. When cool, the gold is in the shape of a bar; and is ready to send to Melbourne.

Many years ago, the sun and the night quarrelled for possession of the world. It was decided that they should rule for twelve hours at a time, but as the years went on they both tried to rule for more than their allotted time, and so it became necessary, at the end of every twelve hours, for one to conquer the other. Those spaces of time when neither the sun nor the night rules are called Dawn and Twilight. The following account is of the coming of Night, and is told in the form of a legend. "From her home in the west, Night arose. She drew around her a dark cloak, and calling to her hand-maidens, the Stars, she stole stealthily from her home. The young warrior, Day, stood at the Gate of the World. His father, the Sun, was playing with the clouds, and the watching Day marvelled at their changing colours and shapes. Soon the Sun slipped quietly away. Slowly Night came to the Gate of the World. Her long, shadowy hair floated before her and blinded Day, so that he did not see that Night, laughing, slipped through the Gate of the World, followed by the Stars. She wandered all over the earth, bringing rest to tired people. Her child, Moon, came to her side, and sent a pure white ray of light to the world. For many hours Night reigned, but at last the Sun arose, and as his hard yellow fingers reached towards her, Night fled from the World, leaving the Sun victorious. —Beverley Grant, V.a, Fitchett.

Modern Music. "I hate modern music!" is a frequent cry in these days; and a person fond of analysing asks, "What exactly makes music modern?" A question which leads to amazing revelations when the characteristics of modern music are discussed.

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One of the most daring "innovations" of "modern" music in the last twenty odd years is that of writing in two keys simultaneously. Conservative folk hold up their hands in horror at this device. But the amazing fact is that our friend, John Sebastian Bach, did this same thing about two hundred years ago! We criticise when "moderns" write works which they say portray life as a reality. I mean when they imitate such things as iron foundries, pneumatic road drills, and locomotives. But are these really so different from Haydn's "flexible tiger," and the zoological section of the "Creation"? The only difference is that "modern" writers have more scope with their better developed orchestras for doing this type of work. When we read contemporary criticism of some of the great classical composers, we may well wonder what succeeding generations will think of our criticisms of present day composers. In 1806, we read as a contemporary criticism of the "Rasowmovsky" ouartettes, "I said to Beethoven that he surely did not consider those works to be music!" For many years after Beethoven's death, the posthumous quartettes were regarded as, to say the least, enigmatic, and even to-day there are some who think they need "understanding." Brahms' D Minor piano concerto, when first performed, was greeted by "an icy silence broken only by hisses!" The reaction to-day to a performance of this work would be rather different. An extract from the "Athenaeum," London, 1846, says "Signor Verdi is nothing if not noisy. How long Signor Verdi's reputation will last seems to us very questionable." In perusing such criticisms one is tempted to agree with Emerson, when he said, "To be great is to be misunderstood." How many great composers have we in our midst to-day, who are being misunderstood? In August, 1940, much stimulating criticism of the Walton Symphony might have been heard at M.L.C. "Preposterous," "an abomination," "ear-piercing," were some of the interesting terms by which it was designated—almost an exact replica of the reaction which met the first performance of some of Beethoven's works.

Buz, of course, this might mean much or precisely nought. Because some great works have received harsh criticism in the past, it does not mean that all works harshly criticised to-day are great or will survive. There will always be poor and mediocre, as well as great composers, and more belong to the former than the latter Only posterity can decide what is class. immortal. —L.G.G., Honour VI., Fitchett.

An Impression. As I watched, the moon gently parted the clouds, faintly tinging them with a soft, rosy light. She waited, shy, behind a film of "gauze," a little uncertain of what to do. Then, taking courage, she drew aside the veil and stepped forth in all her radiance. But, even as the beams fell to the earth they paled, and with face averted, the moon hid her head in the bosom of a cloud; for the earth below was writhing in agony, her sons lying silent on the shell-ravaged turf. —L.E.B., Pass VI.a, Krome

A Nightmare Ride. I had just sixpence left after my tour of Luna Park, and so I decided to go for a ride on the merry-go-round. I chose for my mount a black charger called "Nero," which had a magnificent white mane. His neighbour was a dappled grey. Suddenly the music started, and "Nero" rose in mid-air. The sweet music and gentle rising and falling of my steed wafted me into the "Land of Nod." A piercing shriek from the concealed engine of the merry-go-round, was followed by loud neighs from the horses, as nuts and bolts flew apart. I clutched hold of "Nero's" mane, and he darted off towards the Big Dipper, with the dappled grey close on his heels. Taking a jump that would create a record for the high-jumping contest, "Nero" landed on the track of the big Dipper. Tearing along at break-neck speed we raced on, till "Nero,r spying the cool water of the River Caves, took a maddening plunge, with "Dappled Grey" in

SILVER AND GREEN hot pursuit. After a nightmare swim through the River Caves, we emerged in Sydney Harbour. Turning three somersaults, "Nero" landed me at Central Station. Owing to coal strikes, the Melbourne Express was standing by on the moss-grown track. Amongst the would-be travellers who saw my painful arrival, were Mr. Clapp and Gracie Fields, each holding day return tickets to Melbourne. "Nero" was harnessed to the "Spirit of Progress." I was still clinging desperately to "Nero's" mane, when he sped down the track followed by cheers from the crowds as Gracie Fields sang "Wish Me Luck as You Wave Me Good-bye," In ten minutes we passed the winning post at Flemington. Mr. Clapp, looking at his watch, said, "Ten to one—on schedule." (I say, "No meat pies again for supper!") —B. F. Carter, V.c, Cato.

The Daily Dirge. An unearthly row wakes you out of your dreams, You put out a limp hand and stop the thing's screams; Oh! Bother alarm clocks and blow them and bust! I don't want to get up but really I must. Buttons on blouses come off if you pull, Nasty lisle stockings, they tickle like wool. Weeties and milk make for quite dainty fare, But it would be much quicker if one lived on air; Hat in hand, gloves in pocket, gulp cocoa, then scram, You run up the hill and you just miss the tram. The rest is a muddle of ab and z, Not to mention the messing with animals dead In Biology. Nice little problems and such, Till you feel there is nothing worth living for —much. Four o'clock. In the tram again. Better left blank. You go down to butcher's, buy dogs' meat or shank. But then home, with some practice and homework—Oh, gee! What sort of machines are we girls meant to be? —Alberta Lauer, V.a, Cato.

"L'Etoile du Soir." Alfred de Musset.

A Translation.

O star of the evening, pale distant messenger, Thy tranquil face shines through the veils of the west, From thy palace of azure, the heart of the firmament, What dost thou see when the world is at rest? The storm is exhausted, the winds have abated, The quivering forest now weeps on the heath; O'er scented meadows the gilded moth flutters, What seekest thou in the country beneath? But now towards the mountains I see thee inclining, Smiling thou fleest, sad friend of the night, Thy pale, trembling presence has now almost left me— Now thou art passing away from my sight. O star who alightest upon the green hillside, Sad silver tear from the mantle of night, Far-off thou watchest the slow-moving shepherd Leading his flock in the glow of thy light. Where dost thou roam in the fullness of evening, Dost thou seek a couch in the reeds of the shore? Or art thou, so lovely, in this hour of silence To drop like a pearl to the deep ocean floor? Ah, if thou must leave me, 0 . star of great beauty To plunge in the sea's depths thy head as it dies, Before thou must pass on, I pray thee to hear me— O fair star of love, do not fall from the skies! —Barbara Taylor, Honour VI., Cato.

The Park. Oh, how convey the lilting melody That swept on eddying winds across the park? A vagrant breeze, small ship of coolth and air, Surrendered to the grass and trees its load Of happy music, so that all the world Seemed full of joy and bubbling zest. Each leaf Vibrated, trembled, with its humming song

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Of life. Each grass-stem grew, alert and keen, The pointed blades upstretched to catch the gay And lovely stirring of the atmosphere. What rhythm flowed in radiant waves along All growing things, and reached up to the trees So high above! And all this beauty, came Because the Band has had its practice day. —"Z."

French With Tears. The Definite Article's used in French Before all nouns in the general sense. And always before an abstract noun You must remember the article's down. Before names of meals and to denote price Put all the articles down in a trice. Before names of languages and in a date Put down the article 'fore it's too late. In expressions of time as "le matin," "le jour," Put down the article, always be sure, As everyone knows who does French with care The Definite Article raises your hair. —Shirley Smith, Honour VI., Cato.

La Jeune Dormeuse (Apologies sinceres A. Andre Chenier.) Le petit oiseau rave tranquille avec sa mere, Le jeune ecureuil, dans son nid, tout l'hiver, Ferme ses yeux et dort. Et moi, comme eux chaude et pleine de sommeil, Quoique dehors it y ait du feu et du soleil, Je ne veux point me lever encore. —"Fatiguee," Honour VI., Krome.

A Home for Bees. (A translation from Virgil, Georgic IV., lines 19-32.) Near, choose a streamlet through a grassy glade, An opening 'neath a palm or olive's shade, Where, as in Spring the new swarms forth are led, And sport greets youth fresh from the waxy bed, A glade invites sweet rest from heat's drear grief,

A tree stays each with cool and kindly leaf. Cast ye midwater—be it swift or still, A willow bent, and stones dotting the rill, Each one a bridge, where each bee stays and dries His moistened wing, if he, perchance, unwise, Is caught by Eurus' rain, or headlong slips. Here let green casia, and sweet-smelling tips Of thyme and savoury in plenty spread, And at the spring, let drink a violet bed. —Joan Brewster, Honour VI., Krome.

The Bushman. He rises each morn at the dawn of the day, When the dew on the grass is bright, And the sun in the heavens is not yet high, But flooding, the world with light. The fragrant flowers awake from their dreams, The birds in the trees sing sweet, And he swings down the road with a cheery song, His long day's toil to greet. At the end of the day, when the sun sinks low, And the sky is a golden dome, He leaves his work and returns once more To the shelter of his home. —Lois Semmens, V.a, Berry.

Wobberjacky (With Apologies to Lewis Carrol.) 'Twas slithig and the squilchy mobes Did moomph and miggle in the. quosh: All ploshy were the gongerlobes, And the scrunch ribes gerlosh. "Beware the Wobberjack, I beg! The shriek that shrills, the limbs that lash! Beware the popful Rumblegeg, The slamious Slitherdash!" The Flailib, blinking shaft in hand, Long time the foe so frigful sought— Then rested he by the Squimjy tree And stood a while in thought. And, as in quillish thought he stood, The Wobberjack, with eyes of flame, Came prolfing through the tunglepood, And shrillied as it came.

SILVER AND GREEN One, two! one, two! and through and through The blinkling shaft went flicker flack! He left it dead and with its head He went cajooling back. "And hast thou slain the Wobberjack, 0 Flailib, thou, my pridish boy? O fligful day! Burroh! Burray!" He chinkled in his joy. 'Twas slithig, and the squilchy mobes Did inoomph and miggle in the quosh: All ploshy were the gongerlobes, And the scrunch ribes gerlosh. --Lesley Leask, Honour VI., Fitchett.

Rumour. A Moral Story. I've just had a chat with my old friend Miss Brown, She said she had heard from a cousin in town, That the wife of a private who served at the front Had had news from her nephew, a certain one Blunt, That a man in the Air Force was thought to be dead; And he told Kis family, who in turn spread The sad news far and wide, till it came to a man Who added a little (as anyone can), For he said he was killed, and his wife died of grief, And the rest of the •family (to his belief ) Could stand it no longer, so under a train They extinguished themselves, though the neighbours in vain Tried averting their method. This man (in a bus) Was talking so loudly, that it happened thus: A passenger, hearing the terrible news Told a friend from the country—which finally proves That we do like to lengthen what anyone says, For he said he had never in all of his days Known such a great massacre; train after train Bumped into each other, forming a chain Of vehicles, wrecked—not a live man in sight! And all this had happened one very black night. This man passed it on, as no doubt you have guessed-

With a little bit added— that all of the west Of England had taken their lives—down a mine— Not one single train had been left on the line. When trains are not running, there's nowhere to go; This news reached the ears of a traitor, and so His friend, a Fifth Columnist, passed the word on That everyone living in England had gone. So Hitler got news that all England was dead, And, being a man of credulity, said, "I've finished my conquest; my labour is done," And put on his bread, instead of a gun, Th' alternative, butter. The moral: Be true, And don't pass on rumours whatever you do. —Barbara Taylor, Honour VI., Cato.

Spring Song. Awake and sing! It is the Spring! The lark is in the sky, The bluebells sway— The world is gay— How canst thou sit and sigh? Come, trip with me Across the lea And gather sprigs of May. For Winter's past, Spring's here at last, And Summer's on the way! —Lois Semmens, V.a, Berry.

To Beauty. A Javanese sways on the pathway and charms Me, with ear-rings a-dangle And many a bangle Caressing her arms. Away in the distance the sea-combers pound While here, unlamented And tropically scented Are flowers on the ground. Of carmine and purple and gold is her dress Which truly enriches Her, while she bewitches Me, with her haughtiness.

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Her retinue lingers behind and implies That she, not impeded, Be all that is needed To gladden the eyes. A Javanese undulates, swoon now my heart— But still am I lonely: A Poster—'Tis only Creation of Art. .72

Sunrise. Silence! not a bird's song broke Among the quiet hills. All the earth was wrapt in. darkness. Gloom hung to each gum tree's limbs, Then a magpie's note was heard, Ringing clear and sweet. Now the great sun in its glory All the sleeping world did greet. As the lights of pink and amber Tinted every gum tree's leaves, Covered every hill with beauty, Crossed the plains with rapid feet, Birds began to wake and warble Songs of greeting to the dawn, All things living heard the greeting; Woke; beheld the wondrous morn. —Gwen Sims, V.c, Fitchett.

The Flower Show. Scent of flowers in the air— Children charging everywhere— Desks arranged with greatest care; Why is this? Well, you know. It is the Annual Flower Show. Broom pushed wildly o'er the room As in sight the judge doth loom; If not clean—the House's doom! Why, I pray? Oh, don't you know— It is the Annual Flower Show. Bottles filled; to work they go Arranging flowers in a row; Feverish haste makes water flow O'er the floor, because, you know, It is the Annual Flower Show. Stalls complete; they all depart With hopeful and fast-beating heart; The judge comes then to play her part, And vanishes; for, now, you know It is the Annual Flower Show.

Judging done, the girls all flock To gaze at every rose and stock For twenty minutes by the clock; And then they go, for, as you know, It is the Annual Flower Show. Roll-call over, girls arrive, And next the place is like a hive (Tidying up goes on till five). Tired then, off home they go To think of next year's Flower Show. —Anon.

Trials and Tribulations. "I hope this Form has its full duty done, and sent in many contributions to our worthy magazine." Thus spake to us two mistresses; at which I, conscience-stricken, resolved there and then to do my "bit." But what to do? Alas! "That is the question," as royal Hamlet has so truly said. And so, while using Shakespeare's own fav'rite mode of verse, I'll tell ye here the troubles that beset a budding poet. Of course, at first there must be inspiration, And after that, one sets to work with zeal. "Spring" is the subject, say; the pencil starts Its uncomplaining trek across the page. The first line—hopeful, yea, and full of promise— Is soon set down: "Sweet Spring is here at last!" And after' that, what next? 'Tis hard to find Another line to follow smoothly on. The pencil's bitten, and the fair brow knit, At last—the very thing! Inscribed in haste, The line is found to halt and falter as it goes. The metre's wrong (as in the line above). Then, that corrected, our now anguished poet Discovers how impossible it is To find words rhyming well with those she's used; And yet she struggles on, until the sense Of what she meant to say is wholly lost In overwhelming waves of rhyme and feet. Ah, me! Ah me! How hard a poet's task! —Lesley Leask, Honour VI., Fitchett.

Dreams. I love my dreams, I dream by day and night, For in my dreams the world is set aright, All worries fade, and life is ever bright. If only dreams came true!

SILVER AND GREEN I find in dreams all difficulties fade, And each dull room becomes a mossy glade With you and me together in the shade. If only dreams came true!

They came from up the river, And crossed the Lower Bemm; They reached the banks of the Snowy, And we owe our fame to them.

Ambitions all are realised in my dreams. I find new hope refreshing all my schemes, And over all the joy of living beams, If only dreams came true!

I love the little township, And so, my friends, will you; If e'er you chance to go there, You'll find my words are true.

I live in dreams. Without them I should be Downcast and sad; life is not kind to me. Yet when I dream my soul is light and free. If only dreams came true! Do you too dream? Although you're far away, Do you see visions of some happy day, When once more we're together on our way, And wish that dreams came true? —Isobel Firth, V.b, Cato.

In Praise of the Snowy. I'm from the Snowy River, And Orbost is my home, A finer place you'll never see No matter where you roam.

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gum trees still stand there, The As they stood in years gone by, And they'll never lose their beauty To a Snowy River eye. The old homestead's still standing, As long ago it stood, When the drovers came with cattle, While the Snowy was in flood. When the early settlers went there, To the place where I belong, They found their wishes granted, In Croajingalong.

—Margaret Robinson, V.a, Krome.

A. Gypsy Woo-ing. There is witchery in the air to-night, And the magic of moonlit skies; There is music and passion abroad to-night For those with "seeing" eyes. There is love and laughter and tears In this aching heart of mine; There is strength in my vibrant youth, That flows like the sweet, red wine. 0, come to me,, Beloved, And say you love me now; But e'er I hold you strongly, Before the stars I vow— The scent of summer evenings, The salt brine of the sea, They shall be yours for the asking, And you shall have them free. The stars will be your destiny, Your resting-place the sod, And you will learn of rhapsody, And the mighty will of God. And you will know the pleasure Of the wandering, gypsy life, And hear the fairies' secrets— If you will be my wife. —J.W.B., Pass VI.a, Krome.

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--Maurine McLaughlin, P.VI.b.

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The Voice of the School To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— "Music hath charms!" What words of wisdom! But did the noble author (other learning has driven his name from my over-taxed brain) ever try to learn school work and have to submit to being "charmed" at the same time? I think not. A pity! Perhaps he would not have uttered such foolish words if he had had to sit in the Physics Laboratory and be a party to something like the following extract: "Jemima Jane, what is the specific heat of `Bethlehem'?" "Please Miss 'Behold 'Im' I don't 'King of Angels'." "Did you do your `Lettusa Dore' last night?" "No, Miss, `Choirov Angels,' I was 'In Exultation.' ". . . . But the sad part is that it does not go on for days, it goes on for Terms! It is no use suggesting cotton-wool. I tried that, and was accused of wool-gathering. Hoping that these "artists of song" will be given somewhere else to exercise their vocal powers.—I remain, yours truly, the suffering, Jemima Jane. To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— I am taking this opportunity of expressing my appreciation of our new buildings, especially the gym. and swimming pool. But do you not think that, now we have the swimming pool, we should have more time to dwell therein? Forty minutes is not long enough. The time taken for undressing and dressing again leaves very little time for the actual swimming. Think of the swimming champions we could produce, and the way our muscles would develop if this period were lengthened.—I remain, yours hopefully, Funny Fish. To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— The-social life of this school has never been neglected, and we have several clubs to satisfy the various interests of the girls. Enthusiastic

debaters debate, music lovers send forth their voices lustily every Monday, and most of our energies and interests can find their outlets here. But sometimes the enthusiasm for these clubs fades, and instead of being dissolved, they drag on with no public interest, and are only attended by a dutiful and conscientious committee. When a club reaches this stage, should not a properly conducted vote be taken to decide its future? I should like to have your opinion on the matter.—I am, yours sincerely, Spectator. (Doubtless when a club reaches this state it would be advisable to disband it, but we are sure that no club has or ever will reach that period in its life, with such enthusiasm as is seen at M.L.C.—Ed.) To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— Would it be possible to have a blank page. headed "Autographs," at the back of our "Silver and Green" magazine this year? Other school magazines have it, and I am sure it would prove a boon to our many autograph Autograph Fan. hunters.—Yours, etc., (Do you really suggest such wasting of paper in war-time? Think what could be done with such a page, in the present scarcity of that material. In other words, we say "Be patriotic." —Ed.) To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— There have been faint murmurings in past years of a "School Song Book," but this noble idea has not yet been realised. Old Collegians would certainly appreciate such a book as it would enable them to keep up their singing of the school songs. It would also tend to improve the singing of the present girls. I am sure all the students have excellent memories, but I venture to suggest that ten years hence, because of lack of practice, they may not be able to sing the school songs in tune on "Back to School" Day.—Yours Future "Past Student." hopefully,

PREFECTS AND HOUSE CAPTAINS (ELSTERNWICK). —Oakleigh Studio. Left to Right: A. Campbell, M. Colborne-Veel, J. Murton, J. Neville (School Captain), N. Page. M. Perry. Absent, P. Triplett.

TENNIS TEAM (ELSTERNWICK).

—Oakleigh Studio.

Left to Right: J. Davis, N. Spackman, J. Russell, M. Colborne-Veel, M. Perry. J. Neville, A. Turner, N. Page. Absent, P. Triplett.

BASKET-BALL TEAM (ELSTERNWICK). —Oakleigh Studio. Left to Right: N. Spackman, R. Roberts, J. Owen, J. Russell, M. Mathieson, J. Overend, M. Colborne-Veel, Absent, P. Triplett.

RUNNING TEAM (ELSTERNWICK). —Oakleigh Studio. Back Row (left to right): M. Colborne-Veel, J. Owen, N. Spackman, R. Roberts, N. Ackers. Front Row: S. Strahan, M. Perry, J. Felsenthal.

SILVER AND GREEN To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— During last year, those interested in the literary side of school life were delighted at the appearance of "The Star"—a collection of original prose and verse. This magazine has proved very interesting in the two years of its existence, and we should like to congratulate the editor. Now we have a suggestion to make. Prizes are given for the best prose and best verse appearing in "Silver and Green." Could not the prizes be awarded for contributions appearing in either "The Star" or "Silver and Green"? This would surely cause people to take still further interest in "The Star," and be a fairer way of rewarding the outstanding talent of the school, as many people have more time to contribute at the beginning of the year than at the close.—Yours, Interested. (We wish to inform "Interested" that "The Star" was published to encourage art for art's sake, not for prizes.—Ed.) To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,—

To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— Do the "Powers-that-Be" really think that twenty lusty girls can survive in a room 15 ft. x 12 ft.? This refers to the sad case of the Prefects. We wish to offer a suggestion in order to provide for better growth and development of those concerned. Next year, we believe, there will be a vacant room in New block. Could not these worthy souls be given two separate rooms, or better still, could not a wall be demolished next to their present abode and Miss Dwyer be given the otherwise vacant room?—Thanking you in anticipation, Stunted Growth. (We sympathise with "Stunted Growth," but we have not noticed that the people in question have become any slimmer, and they are certainly surviving.—Ed.) To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— There is no fashion so changing as that of hair-styles. Even bright young schoolgirls attempt to keep the pace.

Being a student of classical subjects, my primary interest is not science. Nevertheless, I have a profound respect for enthusiasts who find their life's joy in Physics, Chemistry, Botany, and Biology. Such students, like me, are striving for Truth.

For years I have patiently borne with unnatural page-boys, and affected sausage-rolls on top of the head, even though I think curls and waves more natural and desirable.

But, dear Madam, is it really necessary for these budding geniuses to discuss their theories and describe their experiments in the lunchhour, when lunch is being actually taken? Can this practice be stopped? I refer especially to the Biology students, whose activities, interesting though they may be, are often far from delicate in nature. You, being of weak constitution also, may understand the effect of such conversation on such a person as I. In short— "My gorge rises at it."

But alas! Of late things have become worse. Ninety per cent. of our maidens now have their tresses at least to shoulder length, and sixty per cent. of them have it halfway down their backs. (I'm not, referring to perfectly respectable plaits, but that hair which dangles loosely all over the place.) I think the reason is, that they are loath to cut off their "perms!' But, in my humble opinion, a short, straight bob is infinitely better and tidier than an unhealthy, ungainly, tangled mass.

In the hope of your sympathetic understanding.—I am, yours sincerely, Delicate Female.

In city banks, the girls are made to keep their hair short and tidy, as it is more businesslike and practical. This applies to schoolgirls also, so could not some pressure be brought to bear on the offenders?—I am, yours sincerely,

(You have my sympathy, "Delicate Female," but perhaps the best remedy is not to lunch in the presence of such students.—Ed.)

Bob.

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To the Editress of "Silver and Green." Dear Madam,— Through you, we wish to inform the school authorities that there is a potential gold mine in the midst of our beautiful garden. In these troublous times, when everything should be utilised to its fullest extent, it seems a pity that our fountain pool should be idle. Could it not be the home of countless frogs? This year, the scarcity of those little animals has caused grave anxiety to the students of biology, and needless expense to the school. The increasing size of the biology classes demands some such remedy.—Yours sincerely, Frogless Students. To the Editress of "Silver and Green."

Hoping this will receive the consideration of the authorities in the near future.—Yours sincerely, Tradition. (I am sure that, such a suggestion will immediately receive the attention of the authorities.—Ed.)

"LOCAL COLOUR"—DO YOU KNOW? 1. What date was the school founded? 2. Dr. Fitchett had several daughters, but do you know which one's memory is perpetuated on the stained-glass window in Fitchett Hall? 3. Who wrote the words and music of "The Leaving Song"?

4. What is the school telephone number? Dear Madam,— 5. What is the name of the lady whose oilFor years the school cried out for a change painting is in Fitchett Hall, and what position of uniform, and, in 1937, came the happy did she hold in the school? event. The School was enchanted, the Public 6. To whom are the front (western) gates a enthralled, the Staff uttered their mild words of approval. But I must emphasise, this elation memorial? was at the beginning of 1937. 7. Who distributed the prizes at the last Alas, when six months had elapsed, the ela- Speech Night?. tion had visibly subsided. Our wonderful new 8. Where was Junior School' Speech Night blazers, once resplendent with soft grey fleck, held last year? and effective green line, then looked like a 9. When did we change the colour of our queer grey cotton. Gone was the fleck, and the tunics and from what colour? green stripe stood out harshly on a background of a horrible dirty grey. 10. By whom, and in what year, was the Since then they have been improved a little, Tennis-Baseball Honour Board presented? but not enough. Cannot more be done? If no 11. Who were the leading players, man and suitable grey material can be found, we all woman, in "The Zeal of Thy House"? agree that the green blazers are lovely, so why 12. Who occupies Room No. 5, New Block?. not allow all of us to have them? The present Answers on page 31. illustrious winners of this honour could have beautifully decorated pockets and braids. We —L.G., Hon. VI. would not let them lose their distinctive glory, I assure you. Acknowledgment of Contemporaries. I trust this question of improving the uniThe Editor wishes to acknowledge, with form is not being overfooked.—Yours sincerely, thanks, the receipt of the following magazines: Blazing. "The Mitre," "The Carey Chronicle," To the Editress of "Silver and Green." "M.C.E.G.G.S. Magazine," "Pallas," "The Dear Madam,— Wesley College Chronicle," "The Melburnian," Michaelien," "The Ruytonian," "Patch. "The As our Assembly Hall is adorned with portraits of several past "Worthies," I think it work," "Pegasus," "Green and Gold," would be fitting to remember our former "Cooee," and any others which may have been Principal, Mr. Grove, in a similar manner. inadvertently omitted.—The Editor.

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F. J. CATO BRANCH, Elsternwick Office-bearers for 1940. Senior Prefect, J. Neville. Vice-Captain, M. Colborne-Veel. House Captains: Kawarau, J. Murton; Kerrie, N. Page; Kittani, P. Triplett; Kooyong, M. Colborne-Veel. Prefects: A. Campbell, M. Perry, B. Hartup (Term L). Form Captains: V.a, M. Mathieson; V.b, N. Adams; L.V.a, C. Ellis; L.V.b, M. Le Neveu; IV.a, M. Barber; IV.a Extra, J. Martin; IV.b, S. Huggins; IV.c, B. Brodie; IV.d, H. Jager; III.a, E. Meredith-Smith; III. and II., M. Floyd. Sports Captains: Tennis, N. Page; Basket-ball, M. Colborne-Veel; Baseball, J. Felsenthal; Athletics, J. Felsenthal. Magazine Representatives: J. Neville, A. Campbell. Examination Successes. The following are the Public Examination results for 1939: School Leaving Pass: A. Cumming passed in 5 subjects; J. Gibbs, 5 subjects; M. Howard, 4 subjects; Y. McClelland , 5 subjects; M. Reece, 5 subjects; L. Roberts, 6 subjects; B. Symes, 5 subjects. School Intermediate Certificate: P. Boyd, passed in 8 subjects; A. Campbell, 8 subjects; K. Hulme, 6 subjects; B. Hartup, 7 subjects; M. Hartshorn, 8 subjects; N. Lansell, 8 subjects; J. Murton, 5 subjects; J. Neville, 8 subjects; N. Page, 5 subjects; M. Perry, 8 subjects; J. Smith, 8 subjects; N. Sudekum, 7 subjects; M. Colborne-Veel, 7 subjects. In the University Conservatorium Examinations for 1940, the following results have already been published: Piano, Grade IV.: M. Johns (Honours), G. Sanguinetti (Credit). Grade V.: Z. Ellis (Pass), J. Gibb (Credit), E. Meredith-Smith (Credit). Grade VI.: B. Richards (Honours). Theory, Grade IV.: H. Annear (Honours), C. Ellis (Honours).

part, with piano, vocal, and violin items. At the first meeting of the Club Miss Vardon gave us a short clarinet recital, and at a later one, Miss Kenny played her double bass for us. At each meeting a small admission fee is charged, the proceeds to be used to buy instruments for a School Orchestra, and a fine sum has already been raised. (J.D.) Much enjoyment has also been experienced by us all at Miss Carleton's Tuesday morning piano recitals in Assembly, and also at items from time to time by the school pianist, J. Davis. During Second Term our Special Choir of twenty-five took part in the Girls' Schools' Association Choral Festival at the Malvern Town Hall, the proceeds of which were for Red Cross Funds. The singing was of a high standard throughout, and was greatly appreciated by the large audience present. This year many of the girls have again Commission's Broadcasting the attended Orchestral Concerts for Schools, which continue to prove both educational and highly enjoyable. The School Service. The annual School Service was held this year on Sunday, 18th August, in the Orrong Road Methodist Church. The service was conducted by the Principal, the Rev. A. H. Wood, who preached the sermon. The lesson was recited by the girls of the Senior Forms, and special hymns were rendered by both the Special Choir and by the school as a whole. A large number of parents and friends attended, and the service was a memorable one. —A.C. "Back to School" Day.

Music. A new departure this year has been the formation of a Music Club by Miss. Vardon. The weekly meetings, which are proving very popular, take the form of short lunch-hour concerts, in which many of the girls have taken

On 26th September, we were pleased to welcome back to school representatives of the Old Collegians. A tennis match was played, in which the present pupils proved the victors. Members of both teams acquitted themselves admirably during afternoon tea, which was

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served in the Domestic Science Room; and an enjoyable afternoon was spent by all. —J.R. School Visitors. During the year the School has received many interesting talks in Assembly and in the lunch-hour. Among the speakers was Captain Curmi, who spoke to the School about Malta, illustrating his talk by many interesting pictures on the epidiascope. Miss M. Fox related her experiences in Germany, and at the International Youth Conference at Amsterdam, and rendered us two delightful songs which were part of the worship services at Amsterdam. Mrs. New gave us a most interesting and informative talk, illustrated by films, on Korea, where she lived and worked as a missionary for many years. We are also indebted to the Revs. R. Williams and N. Graham for their talks, delivered in Assembly from time to time. —A.C. School Excursions. Among the highlights of this year's school excursions was an afternoon spent at the Brighton Theatre, where the whole School had the opportunity of seeing educational films portraying the Barrier Reefs, the proceeds of the entertainment being in aid of Red Cross funds. Other excursions by smaller groups of girls include one by Senior Drawing girls to the Art Gallery, where a special study of Renaissance art was made; Form 'Ma's visit to the Museum; an afternoon spent at the Arts and Crafts Exhibition by some girls of the Middle School, and several French plays at which the Leaving girls were present. There have also been the customary geography excursions to places of interest, those to the Dunlop Factory and to the "Herald" Office proving among the most popular. Many of the girls spent a most enjoyable morning on Saturday, 24th August, at the Hawthorn M.L.C., where matches were played with the Boarders' teams, and an inspection of the new buildings was made. Perhaps the most enjoyable of all, for the majority, was the time spent in the new swimming pool. We are looking forward to the visit of the Boarders to our own School next month.

Social Service and Red Cross Notes. Our newly-formed branch of the Junior Red Cross has been 'working hard throughout this year. For our first appeal members knitted over one hundred garments, which were sent to various Kindergartens in need of warm clothing. We are now knitting hard in order to pass our previous record. The garments now being made are chiefly jumpers and skirts, which we have agreed to send to children of bombed areas. A large sum of money has already been contributed to charities, including the Free Kindergartens' Orange Appeal. The money which we received from the School Play has been given to the Bombing Relief Fund. At present we have almost £10 in hand, to be spent on new materials. In addition to this, work continued support is being given by individual Forms to various Free Kindergartens, Babies' Homes and Methodist Missions. Many fine collections of garments and goods have already been dispatched, and in every Form regular contributions of pennies are being made for those less fortunate than ourselves. A generous response was again made to the egg and jam appeals on behalf of hospitals, and to the annual appeal on behalf of the Blind Institute. League of Nations Union. This has been a full year for the L.N.U. Office-bearers elected at our first meeting were: President, J. Neville; Secretary, J. Davis; Treasurer, M. Swift. Early in First Term we were visited by Miss Constance Duncan, who enrolled our new members and told us of the lives of many refugees. She asked us to try to understand the German peoples by learning what we could of their history and literature. Accordingly, on League of Nations Day, we presented to the School a play representing various aspects of German life, together with a programme of German music. Later in the Term we had a high tea, the menu comprising solely German dishes, followed by items to illustrate the achievements of Germans in history, art, and literature. In Second Term the members challenged non-members of the Union to a debate, the

SILVER AND GREEN subject being, "Should we support the League of Nations?" J. Neville supported the motion, and M. Perry opposed it. The result was a victory for the negative. Later, an open meeting was held to further the discussion which took place at the debate. An interesting hour was spent listening to Madame Lodewycx tell of her recent visit to Japan. We should like to express our gratitude to Miss Drake for the wonderful help she has given us throughout the year. Student Christian Movement. This year an S.C.M. was formed under Miss White's leadership. As yet the number of members is small, but we have had our Study Circles weekly, taking "Abundant Life" as our guide. We have had three visitors—Mr. Alexander, who told us of the work of the S.C.M. throughout Australia; Mrs. New, who described missionary life in Korea, and Miss Fox, who spoke of her experiences at the Amsterdam Youth Conference. Several of our girls went to Schools' Day, which was held at Heatherset. We also sent representatives to an interschool meeting at St. Margaret's and to the Students' Day of Prayer Service at the Queen's College Chapel. We are deeply indebted to Miss White for her inspiration and assistance at all times. —J.N. The School Play. On 4th October, in the Elsternwick Methodist Hall, the School presented "The Merchant of Venice" before a large and appreciative audience. At the conclusion, Miss Drake, who was responsible for the production, was the recipient of a bouquet of flowers. To augment the funds sweets were sold during the interval. The proceeds of the play were allotted equally between the Bombing Appeal and the School —J.N. library. Sport. Keen interest and enthusiasm continue to be displayed in all sporting activities. Basket-ball.—The basket-ball team finished third in the Association matches this year, being defeated by Shelford and Camberwell.

Several practice matches were also played, and in these, as in Asosciation matches, excellent team spirit was shown. Athletics.—At the Inter-House Athletic Sports, held on 20th April, the winning House was Kittani. The Senior championship was won by M. Colborne-Veel, the Intermediate by R. Roberts, the Junior by N. Ackers, and the Kindergarten cup by 0. Wilde. The Old Collegians competed with the Present girls in a Flag Race, which was won by the Present girls, while the Old Collegians' Flat Race was won by Y. Gardiner. At the Association Athletic Sports, on 10th May, our girls were successful in winning the Cup. We congratulate all who competed on —J.F. their fine performances. Swimming.—At the Inter-House Swimming Sports, which took place at Malvern Baths on 5th March, Kittani gained first place, while the Senior and Junior champions were B. Bickerstaff and P. Triplett respectively. For the first time, some of our girls competed in the Girls' Schools' Sports at the Olympic Pool on 9th March. Then at the Combined Swimming Sports, held at the Richmond Baths on 15th March, Shelford won the cup with 124 points, after an eventful afternoon's swimming. Our girls gained second place, with 118Apoints, and a new under 15 breast-stroke record was made by the Senior champion, B. Bickerstaff. Tennis.—Many exciting matches have been played by the team in this year's Association competition. After our successes against Camberwell, Mentone, Huntingtower, and Kilvington, we are now in a position to challenge Shelford, who defeated us previously. Walking Club.—During the year three walks have been held, and members of the club continue to show great enthusiasm. The first walk was from Mooroolbark to Lilydale, the second through Sherbrooke Forest, via Ferny Creek, to Ferntree Gully, and the, third from Wandin, via Silvan, to Mount Evelyn. All who attended spent three very happy days. Magazine Club.—The Magazine and Original Verse Club continues to hold meetings for the reading and free discussion of original literary items, and some very interesting and promising work has been done.

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ORIGINAL ITEMS. Youth Fled By.

My Shop. If I could keep a little shop, The kind that I would choose Would not be one with cakes to sell, Nor one for boots and shoes.

0! young were we, The earth was green and sweet, All azure blue the Heavens, Gold the wheat: The World was at our feet. But Youth fled by, The Earth grew brown and cold. Lost were the songs of youth, The fields of gold. We knew not, we were old. —C. Ellis, Lower V.a.

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I'd keep a shop where little dogs Could buy a fine new lead, A basket or a rubber bone, Or anything they need. I'd fill my shelves with collars gay In green and red and blue, With brushes for their curly coats And combs to comb them through.

I wonder, I wonder, what's over the hills, Over the hills and away. One day I will go there and see for myself What's over the hills, the wonderful hills, Over the hills and away.

I'd have some little doggy coats For those who are not strong, And cosy blankets for their beds In sizes short and long.

Perhaps there are fairies and goblins and elves, Over the hills and away; Perhaps there are flow'rs that we never have seen, All over the hills, the wonderful hills, Over the hills and away.

I'd keep a stock of squeaky toys, Like cats and rats and mice; And now and then I'd have a sale And sell them at half-price.

I wonder if there is a clear stream that fills (Over the hills and away) A little, wee pond, which is deep and is cool, All over the hills, those wonderful hills, Over the hills and away. —R. Campbell, 11 years, IV.b.

The Breeze. A happy little breeze is playing on the river, Dancing on the ripples as the leaves swirl by, Running through the grass with a soft little shiver And resting on the rocks with a gentle little sigh. Sweetly she sings through the tall green rushes, As stiffly they stand by a deep, dark pool; Ruffling the feathers of the fat, brown thrushes And peeping at the violets where the moss grows cool. —S. Strahan, IV.a.

And if my little customers Would wag their tails at me, Then, when they'd made their purchases, I'd give them biscuits free. —S. Huggins, 12 years, IV.b.

Twilight When the golden flush of sunset Has lent its glorious hues To fleecy clouds and azure skies, And come the cool night dews; And the happy, dreamy swallows Flit home in fading light, And flowers close their tinted cups, While fast approaches Night; In this hour of tranquil beauty, There falls a peaceful hush, The gaudy light of day is fled, Gone are the noise and rush.

SILVER AND GREEN While night's perfumed veil falls softly, And slowly is unfurled Her twinkling, starry banner Above a sleeping world. Shugg, V.a.

The Hielan' Shepherd. Trampin' in the Hielans amongst the purple heather, Trampin' up the mountain In all sorts of weather. Trampin' up the mountain, all desolate rock, Trampin' doon the mountain To the hut beside the Loch. Rob, the shepherd, lives here In the hut beside Loch Shee: He's gentle and kind to every sheep, Though he's sour to you and me, An' when the winter months come roun' An' shepherds lose muckle a shee' Scarce a one of Rob's, ma laddie, Will lose itself an' dee. An' when the snow is on the mount, Rob's watch relaxeth not; For, though he's sour to you, ma lad, He's kind to his sheep, he's a Scot. —M. Owen, 11 years, IV.c,

Moonlight. There's moonlight on the water In a gleaming path of light. The tired world is sleeping And the sea is grey and white. For the golden sand's turned silver, The black rocks turned to grey, And there's moonlight dancing softly On the waters of the bay. —"Steve," 14 years, IV.a.

A Fantasy. The crimson sun sinks westward, wrapped in a ruddy glow; The tiny birds chant Evensong as to rest they swiftly go; Night draws her darkling curtain o'er the blue and silver skies; The weary world lies hushed in sleep, lulled by the pine trees' sighs.

The heavens are bespangled with the light of many a star, In unison the pale moon sheds her radiance afar, And shadows dance a measure with the swaying trees, While flowers lend their fragrance to the cool night breeze. The dawn wind comes up softly, rustling in the grass; The sky puts on her gayest gown, the stream her looking-glass. The birds give forth a joyous note to hail the day begun, And all the world awakes to greet His Majesty the Sun. —J. Neville, VI.

The Marsh King's Daughter. Small and brown is the Marsh King's daughter, Wicked with mischief, she has no care, Crouched in the reeds, intent on her work, Water still dripping from her rich brown hair. Why does she start, her brown eyes flashing, Her elfin locks streaming from her head, Her whole frame stiff as she curves her hands? Then she dives once more to the river bed. She heard a sound, it was faint enough, A muffled sneeze, I could not refrain; For we were watching, hoping to hear Her tinkling laugh, just once again. For she is the beautiful Marsh King's daughter, A beautiful sight for us to see; She is the famous Marsh King's daughter, Who lives in the swamp, by the old Lake Mee. —B. Fletcher, 11 years, IV.c.

Dreams. Can you hear a whisper Coming through the trees, Hiding in the hollows, Wafting on the breeze, Lurking in the shadows, Fading far away, A whisper from the Ages Of another day?

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Can you hear a whisper, Something sad yet sweet, Of long-forgotten voices And little gentle feet, A sighing, silent whisper, Fading far away, A whisper from the Ages, Of another Day? —C. Ellis. 14 years, LV.a.

The Old Year and the New. So old, so tired, With grave, grey eyes looking back whence he came, The Old Year trudges o'er the dreary moor; His lips are curved in a sweet, sad smile; His work is done and his wages are poor— So poor, so poor. So young, so gay, With bright blue eyes looking over the earth, The New Year dances through forest and dell; His smile is flashed at all who pass; His work is here. He will do it well— So well, so well. —M. Perry, 15 years, VI.

Fairies. Way down in the fairy glen Live lots and lots of little men. These little men are fairy gnomes, With tiny mushrooms for their homes. There are some fairies bright and gay, Dancing their leisure time away, Dancing daintily in fairy rings, They look sweet, dainty, little things. Each night they come and dance with glee Underneath the apple tree. Their fairy queen is fair and fine And sits beneath a fir-cone pine. Her dress is made from silken threads From spiders' webs above their heads; She has a skin as fair as snow,— I've seen the fairies, so I know! —B. Lawrence, 11 years.

Fairies Where are ye hidden, ye sweet sprites of Spring? Drop from the blossoms and flutter your wing, Hang from the blowing boughs, cling there and sway, Goblin and pixie, fairy and fay.

Splash in the dewdrops that sprinkle the grass, Dance in the soft winds that happen to pass. Hide in the hollows and creep up the hill; Hundreds of wee folk the forest will fill. Slide down the moonbeams and float on the pool, Creep in the shadows, so quiet and cool. Climb up the stairway that reaches the sky, Fly away, fairies—the morning is nigh.

Big Trees. "Oh, where did you Come from, great big trees? You grow up so tall and so high, And I really and truly think that you must Almost touch the sky." "We come from a tiny seed, you know, And we nearly touch the sky; But I'm sure that we don't quite reach the blue. For the sky is so terribly high." —A. King, 9 years.

The Lost Childhood. I sat under the golden boughs of a mighty elm, drinking in its beauty. The dying sun sent purple shadows flecking across the grass, and caused the sky to blush faintly. By my side lay a discarded book, and around me hummed a busy bee. I closed my eyes dreamily, and reflected on the happenings of the day. A crowd of memories darted hazily around me. when before me I beheld a little creature with a sweet smile and gauzy wings, whom I recognised as Love. By his side stood a sprite with dimpling cheeks and a hand full of bright poppies; this was Laughter. Love gently touched the hem of my dress, while Laughter gaily pulled my sleeve. I raised myself .and followed where they led. We walked through a field of daisies and across the purple hills of "Ever," till at last we came to a little wooden gate. I saw that the gate had a little golden lock, but Love broke it with a touch. As the gate closed behind us, there came a piping as of many flutes, while slowly there wafted up to me the scent of wild violets. I saw then that we were coming to a weird little house made roughly of pine boughs. This we entered, and I saw that the walls were lined with little drawers, each bearing a name.

SILVER AND GREEN "These," said Love in a low voice, "are the possessions of everyone in the world. As soon as a 'Childhood' is left lying about, we put it into one of these drawers. Then we write the name of the owner on it. This is one of our duties which we must perform. We cannot bear to see any 'Childhoods' wandering around. We collect them all and guard them carefully, for they are very precious. SoMe people do not ever need to give up their `Childhood'; some lend it for a time; and some give it for ever." He gave a little sigh and popped a tiny, laughing imp into an empty drawer and neatly stuck a name on it. The little imp, who proved to be another lost "Childhood," gave a little caged sob, all its laughter lost for once, as it was placed in the drawer. "Do they have to stay locked up here for ever?" I asked with sorrow for the roguish pretty "Childhood." "Yes, unless they are claimed. Some, of course, are better locked up than free; they quite enjoy their captivity. The others Laughter plays with occasionally. They are very fond of her. It seems a pity that such merry little dears should be thrown away so carelessly." I stood thinking over this for a few minutes and tears filled my eyes. The scene began to fade, and I saw Love faintly, as through a mist. A feeling of awe and horror crept over me. How terrible if my "Childhood" should be put in one of those dreadful drawers and my name printed neatly outside! I gave a gasp. I was back under the elm; an icy wind chilled me—it stirred the branches, it ruffled the grass. I felt very sleepy and so very young. . . . —"Janette," 14 years, L.V. My soul is as a Christian knight, Clothed in holy garments white, Serene in the service of his Lord, Ready to fight with gleaming sword, For everlasting glory.

My soul is as a tender flower Blooming in some hidden bower, Stretching its petals to heavens above, Drinking the pureness of heavenly love Of everlasting glory. My soul is as a lovely song Praising creation all day long, Full of sweet chords which fade and die And beautiful words which pass like a sigh Into everlasting glory. My soul is as a mirror bright, Reflecting a dim pale glow of light, A blow which will flicker when wisdom is dead, A light which will shine in the soul that is fled To everlasting glory. —Janette, 14 years.

Night. The golden sun was setting Behind the mountains high; A silver moon came peeping To wave the sun good-bye. A gentle breeze was blowing To hush the world to rest. The cock had ceased his crowing; The birds were in their nest. The silver moon came gliding Across a cloudless sky; The night-owl then came flying Into a tree near by. The silver moon was paling As the sky changed into blue, And all the birds were waking To sing their songs to you. —M. Hansford, 11 years.

A Tree Tall and stately there she stands, A tree not made by human hands, But made by God for beauty fair, That we may gaze upon her there. Amongst her boughs small birds find rest; She folds them to her loving breast, This tree, so tender and so kind, Shelters them all from rain and wind. Tall stately ships and cosy farms, Made from her trunk and outstretched arms, These are her gifts from Nature's store, We thank her, but her Maker more. —M. Wale, 13 years, L.V.a.

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60 Butterfly.

Little dainty butterfly, With wings so blue, Little dainty butterfly, what do you do? I fly on the flowers, I fly on the trees, I fly on the whispering, swaying breeze. Little dainty butterfly, Is that all you do, With your pretty bright wings, Such a lovely bright blue? I'm just a little butterfly That flutters through the flowers,

But I never flutter through ne sudden April showers. —B. Richards, 9 years, III.

Winter. The bare black branches in the wind did rock; The rain beat hard upon the roof and door; The tall grey ships were swaying in the dock, And foamy waves were breaking on the shore; While all the time the thunder w'd loudly roar And forked lightning flickered in the sky; The west wind whistled wildly o'er the moor, And on the top of rivers ice would lie, Till all the freezing winter months passed by, —M. Sicklemore, 14 years, L.V.a.

"SHEPHERD'S HUT." Nina Malseed, Pass VI.A, Fitchett.

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