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Queen of the colleges, dear old McGill. G. E. ROBINSON, B. A.
Professor of mathematics, the incalculable
value of which he proves by quotations from
Plato and the Scriptures in the original Greek
(hearer to. supply translation). A very estimable gentleman, but having the bad habit
of tormenting his class with fifty-minute tests
lo be completed in twenty-five.
Wishers for his favor would do well to devote their spare time to concocting panegyrics of Cicero and brimstone denunciations
of C. J. Csesar, Esq. An ability to discern
halo and wings on all Radicals and a suspicion of hoofs and tails on all Tories is an
added advantage.
Amidst profuse apologies for some of the
outrages upon us by Euclid, Mr. Jordan has
creditably shepherded us through the maze of
Geometry. His hatred of Algebra is equalled
only by his fondness  for the fair  sex. JAMES HENDERSON,  M. A.
Possesses an uncanny familiarity with the
mysteries of Logic. "Since this is that, and
that is thus, therefore thus is this—quite
simple." "Nonue rememberitis, O Logicianes
pasti et praesentes?" He is frequently heard
to invoke a certain Barbara Felapton. Inquiry
revealed not a damsel of flesh and blood, but
merely a deductive exorcism whereby syllogisms are persuaded to behave. -
A zealous attendant at all literary meetings.
No matter how  dry the  subject,  the speakers
can   always  be  sure   of  an  audience  of two—
the chairman and Miss Maclnnes.    She is also
the   determined   foe   of       variations   from
the  standard   English   spelling.
G. R. KENDALL, B. Sc. .
"The Anglo-Saxon seriousness has survived
in spite of the admixture of the lighter Norman element.*'—Extract from first year lectures in English. The watch-dog of the caution-money. A lightning reckoner of the
value of broken windows, screwless desks, and
other incidents of Freshmen  existence.
''It's an ill wind that blows nobody good."
What was Oxford's loss was our gain when
Mr. J. H. Maxwell came to fill the vacuum
in Arts '17 brains with Latin. It may be said
that he has been unusually successful, proving
himself a source of delight and knowledge to
the  students—especially  the   ladies.
PROF. A.  F.  STONE,  Ma. E.
Tradition says that Professor Stone came
originally from Bristol, England. He took his
degree at McGill, Montreal. His opinion is
that Sc. '16 is an exceptionally hright bunch
because it did not take them long to find out
the proper way to use levels and transits. He
cannot be convinced, however, that starfish
will not bite, and that the best place to climb
a bank is where a little creek is flowing down. HENRI CHODAT, M. A.
High-priest of the mysteries of French. His
ears are lacerated by his disciples' Parisian
pronunciation, yet he successfully conceals his
feelings and continues the conversation. If the
martyr's crown be ever awarded nowadays,
surely the head of Henri Chodat should be
adorned with- an extra heavy one of special
J. K. HENRY, B. A.
Expounder of the mysteries of English Liti
erature. A shedder of light in Shelleyan
gloom. Long experience with the armour-
plated heads of Freshmen has formed in him
the habit of uttering axioms, e. g.: "The
'Scholemaster' was published in 1570, but was
probably written earlier, as the author died in
J. G. DAVIDSON, B. A., Ph. D.
Shepherd and Mentor of the Freshmen
classes when their unaccustomed feet stray
from the straight and narrow path. It has
been whispered that he holds the damnable
heresy that Euclid does not always make for
'■practicability," and classics for general un-
suitability for any earthly purpose. H. T. LOGAN, B. A.
The only man who ever reads Plato for
-pleasure. With an enthusiasm sadly wasted,
he valiantly strove to persuade the Greeks
of Arts '15 to gush over philosophy. It is
rumored that he contemplates another assault
in a few weeks.     O  Zeus, have mercy on us!
MR. WRIGHT, B. Sc. (London)
The Laboratory hour - is livened for students seeking information about this world of
ours, by the presence of a courtly and obliging gentleman in the form of Mr. Wright,
B. Sc. (London). Though sadly troubled and
embarrassed at times by queries from the
co-eds, he manages to make the periods instructive and entertaining.
Professor Killam is a man of no mean parts.
He took his B. A. at Mount Allison, his B. Sc.
at McGill. He has worked at many trades in
the course of his career, such as locomotive
works, gas engine factory, auto factory, commercial traveller and other things. But his
crowning achievements are manipulating a
slide rule and selling second-hand Fords for
N.B.—He always sees that the rear axle is
in good repair before taking out his prospective catch for a spin. W. BEVERIDGE—Class President
"A sadder and a wiser man."
What's the matter with Bill? He's all right.
He will be remembered as a fairly fresh
freshman. A year at Montreal has somewhat
corked the effervescent spirits of his youth,
but he still lets a '"whoop" out on occasions.
As President of Arts '15, Captain of the Second Rugby team, class debater and general
handyman, Bill has discharged his duties
gracefully. By the way, the medical students
at Montreal do some queer things, don't they?
"I have but with a cursory eye o'er-
glanccd  these articles."
As editor of the Annual and President of
the L. L. D. S, Miss White has had a busy
year, which, however, has had no restraining
effect on her usual social life. As debater for
Arts '15, she helped to uphold the honour of
the senior class. We need scarcely add that
her studies suffer not at all from the fact that
her   interests  are  varied.
Favorite   expression:   "Oh,   my   eye!"
Duncan, the Abraham Lincoln of the College,
has found time between his skating: and other
matches, to guide the Lit in the ways of oratory
and sociability. His ability as a theatrical manager is only surpassed by his affection for free
feeds,  Duncan's poetical nature speaks for itself. MARY  L.  WILSON.
"I   spare  speech."
Miss   Wilson  is  one  of  the   two  third  year
girls who bravely undertook third year  Latin,
"and  the   only   one   who   withstood   the   attractions  of a  Physics  course.     In  these  respects
only   is   she   strange.      For   the   rest,   she   is
much like all of us.
N.  GILCHRIST—Class  Secretary.
A   man   about   average   height,
With feet of an average size;
He's not what you'd call silly,
But he's just about average wise.   .
And when he leaves the college,
We'll  be sorry to see him depart,
For he s an average fellow,
With a good, kind, average heart.
"She   stood,   a   sight   to   make   an   old   man
As secretary of the Ladies' Athletics, Miss
Smith has had considerable executive work
to do. One wonders how she made that quiet
voice carry over the wires all the way to
New Westminster. Miss Smith is our one
golden-haired  girl.
Favorite expression,  "Oh,  ye Gods." —N. KEMP—Athletic Representative.
"Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell;
it  fell   upon  a  little  flower."
As ex-President of Arts '15 and ex-coach of
the Ladies' Basketball Team, Kemp is an excellent man for any position requiring tact
and diplomacy. He has been dividing his attention this year between athletics and a certain little "Western flower" of Arts '15.
"Look on my workr, ye mightly, and despair."
After several years of arduous labor in
important positions, Miss Pirn has acted this
year in a general advisory capacity. Right
well she fulfills her duties, and is an important
factor in the success of various college projects. There's hope that the next six years
will pass rapidly away. Favorite expression,
"A word in thy shell-like ear."
Buck's antecedents are known only to the
old-timers of the College. It is rumored that,
like several other great constitutionalists, he
comes from the East. His winters are spent
dodging the fair Freshettes of McGill, B. C,
and his summers in converting the heathen
that   work the   railway   right-of-ways. GRACE W. MILLER.
"She has brown hair, and speaks iike a
Miss Miller came to us from Victoria,
bringing with her considerable traces of the
delightful accent cultivated by our Island
neighbors. Her energies are chiefly devoted
to the L. L. D. S. executive and physic Lab.
The only girl who has been able to attract
Mills to a class party, and enticed him into a
delightful   four-mile   walk   afterwards.
"Her warbling voice, a lyre of purest range."
Miss Brockwell has captained a fairly
successful basketball team this year, and
much of the enthusiasm for the game is Jue
to her efforts. Her powers as a vocalist in
the L. L. D. S. were much appreciated.
Favorite expression, "Bless by soul and
"What should  a man  do  but  be  merry?"
Having reached third year, "Irish" has pursued    the    path    of    education    with    renewed
energy.     He   plays   on   the   Senior   Basketball
Team and makes a good  wall,  though  it may
be a  trifle  bricky.    His  commendation  is  that
he   never   looks   upon   book;   and   in   deed,   he
"was never used to it.
"How sweetly you do minister a love."
Miss  Ewin  has  come  to  the  front  in  more
ways   than  one   this   year.     She  is   captain  of
the second  basketball  team,  and  a  fine  shot.
Anxiety  was  felt  at  the first  of  the  year  for
fear   the   injury   received   in   a   game   would
prove  a permanent  blemish,  and  we  are  glad
to  see that  all  traces  have  disappeared.
Favorite  expression,   "Mother  says "
"Of his porte as meek as any maid."
For the benefit of the Science men, porte zz
bearing in above quotation (not a steel bearing). Chester believes "life is a fiddler and
we all must dance," but of course he doesn't
mind so long as the music is good. He and
Kemp are working on an oil-burning arrangement in Dr. Davidson's basement. When perfected it will burn "the midnight oil" for students who don't wish to do it themselves.
Chester "will not draw his handkercher out
of its place or blow his nose without discretion." C. ISABEL ELLIOT.
"I shall never move thee in French, unless
it be to laugh at me."
Miss Elliot is one of those for whom public office has no attraction. Hockey having
fallen into disfavor this year, all her attention has been divided between the regular
academic work and her "macintosh" even in
fine weather.
"A  man  with  the  heart  of a  viking  and  the
simple  faith  of  a  child."
Mr. Luckraft came into this institution
under a severe handicap. He was an Englishman and a theologue. It is not too much
to say that he has changed the meaning of
these words fdr us. Unfortunately he has
Leen very busy this year and unable to take
a very prominent part in social activities, but
at least Arts '15 has 'lived in his mild and
magnificent  eye."
' To study he gave great care and heed."
If we had thiee centuries or so to give to
psychological study we might make something
of this Hamlet of Arts '15. He believes in
the doctrine of silence and seems to be a man
that won't "butt in." He has a strange,
forced appetite to learning.
'A graceful maiden with a gentle brow."
The unanimous choice of the Alma Mater
Society for Second Vice-President for the
past year was Miss Macdonald. Alas! how
dearly has she paid for the honor! how many
weary hours has she spent unravelling timetables that she might hold 'suffragette" meetings. But even with all this, she comes up
regularly for lectures. Her eternal question
is:   "Have  you a  knife?"
"To follow knowledge like a sinking star."
When Lennox Algernon Mills entered the
Academic Halls of the Catnbie Street McGill,
the gates of learning ihook. He was then a
mere boy in that abridged form of trousers
known   as   "bockers"   and   "thereby   hangs   a
tale whose lightest word "    Now the early
down of incipient manhood streaks his unshorn cheek. He walks, converses and laughs
in a way that will no doubt set the precedent
to future generations. Truly in the course of
his meteoric career he has grown in learning,
in stature, and in favor—with the faculty. MARJORIE M. DUNTON.
"And Frensh she spake ful semely."
Latin finds one of its two advocates among
third year girls in Miss Dunton. We admire
her bravery, though making no attempt to
emulate it. A firm believer in woman's
rights, and an able arguer in reading roo u
debates. Miss Dunton's admonition of "Well,
look here, girls" is well known to us all. An
able defender and adviser of Mr.  Newton.
"His soul proud science never taught.".
After three years of college life "his eye
is not dimmed nor his natural force abated.
The Latin "gets his goat" occasionally,
though. Lem. Robertson has a way of choosing him "'to point a moral or adorn a tale."
Is it true that Paul "is bold among the blushing maidens?"
"'I say little, but when times shall serve,
there shall I smile."
Our class executive was very small this
year, Mifs Cameron being the only girl on
it. However, we have nothing but praise for
the way in which we have been represented.
She does not like to play goose-berry to a
mushy  pair.
"He had now reached the age where he might
with  impunity refarin  fi om  active  work."
The theologean, accoiding to an eminent
man, should have culture, consecration, and
conmon sense. Mr. Giant pursues culture at
McG'll, consecration at Westminster Hall, and
as for common sense he occasionally gives the
L. D. S   the benefit of that.
A somewhat retiring Eastern product.  Miss
Bollert    came   to    us   three    years   ago   from
Whitby    Ladies'     College. The    basketball
team has annexed that portion of energy
. which renains after studies have been g"v n
due attention. As president of the Ladies'
athletics and athletic editor of the Annual,
Miss Bollert has done much to further the
interest of sports among the girls. Favorite
expression, "Oh pshaw!" ALVA   M.   GORDON—"BOLO."
"The mildest manners and the gentlest heart."
**BoIo" first saw daylight in Vancouver. He
entered McGill in 1911 from K. E. H. S. As
he is treasurer for the Alma Mater Society he
is very popular with the ladies. He gained
his fame playing second base on the Murray-
ville 1. aseball team. A conscientious student
and one pleasant to converse with.
"Say, do you know who canned Life?"
"He   had  a   head   to   contrive,   a   tongue   to
persuade a hand to execute the mischief."
"Taylor A." is a product of Vancouver. He
entered the noble trbe of the Science in the
year of our Lord 1912. As he is still there
we can infer that he has not yet been kicked
out. He does nothing in particular except
amuse the class in survey lecture. Gives lessons in the tango, 25 cents each, every noon,
Academy is where he happens to be.
"Say, fellows, I've got a good scheme for
"And I  light my little corncob, and I  linger,
softly   dreaming,
In   the  twilight,   of a   land   that's  far  away."
Born in Calgary, he entered McGill in Arts
in 1910. Popular among the co-eds. as well as
the fellows. He is a vital part of the Senior
football team and is a very brave man. He
made the suggestion that the class should
come at 8.30 a. m. for an extra period in Calculus, thereby showing that he is not afraid
of cold water.
"I think you had better forpet about that
pennant." P.   D.  HONEYMAN—"HONEY."
"People   who   make   puns   are   like   wanton
boys that put coppers on the railroad tracks,
"Honey" entered McGill in 1911 from K. E.
H. S.    He has a seemingly inexhaustible supply of jokes which sound good for the simple
reason that everybody else has forgotten them.
Plays half-back on the rugby team.    He wore
out   one  pair  of  eyes   last   year   working   Calculus, so he has twice that number this year.
"That's not the way to do that."
"If I have done anything well, I never think
it worth while to tell the world about it."
"Steve" entered McGill in Arts in 1911 from
Western Canada College, Calgary, where he
learntd to play hockey. He is our authority
on motor boats and "gas engines" in general.
Also he is a rugby player of no mean ability.
He has a dog with whom we are all acquainted.
'"You gotta quit kickin' my dawg aroun'."
"He cometh to you with a tale which holdeth
children   from   play,   and   old   men   from   the
chimney  corner."
He entered McGill in 1911 from K. E. H. S.
Not very successful in Calculus and Analytic
on account of fussing and dancing. He is a
lion among the ladies, having gained his reputation in the high position of chainman in the
employ of the C. P. R.
•'Goin' to the hop to-night?"
"Shame   knew   him   not;   he   dreaded   no   disgrace, .
Truth, simple truth, was written in his face."
A native of Vancouver and a graduate of
K. E. H. S. He spends most of his time in
the drafting room. "Ed." does not believe in
the foolishness that makes our life worth living. He was boss (?) carpenter on the Vancouver Court House and is taking up architecture. (Prof. KHlam says it is quite a ladylike course.)
"Yes, by bosh! that's right."
"I thus neglecting worldy ends, all dedicated
To   fussing,   and   improving  my  mind."
Nanaimo is responsible for our friend Wad-
dy. He entered our order from the Nanaimo
High School in 1912. Since then he has been
able to wash out some of the coal dust im-
"bibed in his youth. Waddy is our connoisseur
on  "classy janes."
"Say,  fellows, there she goes," HAMISH J. CAMERON    "CAM."
"Let   singing   singers   with  vocal   voices   most
vociferous,   in   sweet   vociferation,   outvoci-
ferize e'en sound itself."
"Cam." sang his first solo in Exmouth,
England. Finding insufficient scope for his
abilities there, he migrated to live amongst
the aboriginies of the North Shore. He entered McGill in 1912 from Britannia High
School. Immediately after summer survey
work was finished, Cam's abilities were recognized by the class and he was immediately
elected 'chief cook."
"Hey !   Ya  boob—:—"
"Calm and serene he drives the furious blast,
And, pleased, the Almighty orders to perform,
Rides thro' the scrimmage and directs the
"Dutch" first became famous as a kicker in
Vancouver. He entered McGill in Arts in 1910.
He spent his summer selling washing machines and firing at the Colonial Cannery. He
is Captain of the Senior Rugby team and has
done more than his share for the college this
winter in piloting the team to its present
position   in   the  league.
"Hey!  Cut that out!"
"When  we get to heaven, boys,
Let's give the college yell,
And if we're not so fortunate,
We'll whoop her up in other places."
"Rasty"   lives   in   Jubilee   and   is   an   ardent
member of the church.     (I wonder why?)    He
entered  Sc.   '16  in   1912  from   Columbian   College.     Is medicine man of the tribe and leads
in   all   pow-wows   and   other   vocal   entertainments.
"Oey Cam!   Let's sing a song."
J.  H.  REID—'BERT."
"The true, strong and sound mind is the mind
that   can   embrace   equally   great   things   an 1
"Bert" obtained his first impression of life
in Seattle. He entered Sc. '16 in 1912 from
Grand Forks High School and, despite a great
handicap, has "made good." He is President
of the Alma Mater Society and takes an active
interest in everything. Hence his popularity
amongst the students of both sexes, and in the
drafting room as well as on the football field
and   ice.
"No chance."
"Come  and  trip  it   as  we go
On  the  light fantastic toe."
"Bob." was born  in  Portage la  Prairie  and
lives in  New  Westminster.     He is a graduate
of R. C. H. S. of that city, and took his freshman   year   at   Montreal,    1912.      He   is   some
fusser,   some    dancer,    (rag   specialist),    some
singer,   some   sport,   some   chauff.    (drives   a
Ford), some boy.     That describes our subject
pretty   well.     What   more   need   be   said,   anyway?
"Pretty  good work." de ST.  DENNIS DUCHESNAY—
"Could   I   find   my   proper   groove,
What   a   deep   mark   I   would   make."
Owing to lack of space we had to condense
his name to the above.    Duchestnuts is a product  of our  beautiful  city.       He  entered   M c-
Gill  in   1912  and  takes  college very  seriously.
Any person or persons wishing to receive information    on   the   best   manner   of   shooting
ducks   can   generally   find   him   in   the   re mole
corner  behind  the  shop  where  he  has   retired
'to have a "pill" of his favorite "B.  D.  V."
"I don't think you'll ever amount to much."
"How  absolute  the  knave   is."
"Ken." entered McGill in 1911, went East
in 1912, but found life there too fast for him
and returned at Christmas. He is an authority on automobiles, especially Hups and Fords.
Kenneth is somewhat similar to a noted professor, you cannot slip anything over on him ;
you must assure him you are absolutely on
speaking terms with what you are talking
about or he will not believe you.
"I don't get you."
"Stately and tall, he co.nes in the hall,
The   chief  of  the   chemists,   for   grace."
"Happy" hails from  New Westminster.    He
entered   McGill   in   1910,   but   as   he   saw   that
the B. C. E. R. was going to the clogs, he sacrificed a year of his career to set them on the
right   track   again.     He   is   now   a   full-fledged
member of the tribe of Sc. '16, and if "clothes
make the man,"   he  is a  first-class  chemist.
"Well,  sir,   what  can  I  do  for  you."
"Fill me with the old familiar juices."
Records fail to reveal the place of his birth.
According to his own story he was chief engineer on the F. O. B. Rly. survey. We wonder why he left such a job to cone to college.
Nevertheless, we always hear the fellows talking about the good times they've had down
at   Bill's."
"Say, isn't she a bear?"
"My life is  one damned  horrid  grind."
"Hunky" came originally from Gait, Ont.,
but is now among the Indians of the North
Shore. He entered McGill in Arts in 1909, intending to take the "double course." He is
now among the ranks of Vulcan. We suppose
he will graduate sometime. Assistant demonstrator in Mechanical Drawing and is said to
be able to detect the presence of an electric
current by feeling it.
"Search me." IRA W. BEVERLY—"BILL."
"O, there are barren tasks, too hard to keep,
Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep."
"Bill" claims Rossland as his home. He entered Arts '15 in 1911, but changed to the
noble tribe of iron-mongers in 1912. Here we
hope to keep him. Bill is our reporter for
the shows; he goes to all the good (?) shows
and tells us all about them. Being a frugal
race, it saves us the money. He is averse to
applying the razor to his features more than
once a week.
"Been to the Orpheum  yet this week "
"He was in Calculus a great critic,
Profoundly  skilled  in  Analytic."
"Syd." started playing basketball in 1895,
and has kept it up ever since. His other occupation is sign painting. He is extremely
fond of showing his strength (?) He entered'
McGill in 1910. Showed experience in ways
of the police court in Vancouver (e. g. Vancouver Exhibition, 1913). Assistant professor in Calculus. His methods are good but
not  very  practicable.
"Say,  Mister ?'*
"I   would   be   a   girdle   about   her   dainty,
dainty  waist."
"Skipper's" brain is smoky about the first
few years of his life, and he cannot remember
where he came from. We are inclined to think
he was a sea-faring man ("you know what
sailors are"). Since a conoe trip to Bo wen
Jsland last summer he has not been allowed
near the water, and must be content to pilot
his old red bus around Vancouver. He is a
great rugby player and is said to be even
fonder of rugby than of studying.
"I   wouldn't   be   seen  driving  that—car."
"Late!  late!  this awful, strenuous  strife!
Was I ever on time in all my life?"
"Fred." is one of that misguided race who
live in Victoria. He shows that he is more
intelligent than the rest of them by coming to
Vancouver for his education. He entered
McGill in 1912 and promises to be a credit
to  "the bunch."    He has a "sup" in French.
"Well, boys, we'll light up the old jimmy."
"Don't   let   your   studies   interfere   with   your
"Susie" was born in Toronto, but strong
ties bind him to Nelson. Life seems to sit
lightly on his curly head and his countenance
is always wreathed in smiles. We have heard
rumors of nightly gatherings at his residence
to study (?) He says he will have a still better time WHEN he buys his car.
"I think I'll go to the Pan this afternoon."  SJttrrnrvj anil Debating
The L. D. S. of 1913-14 has been better supported by the student body than
ever before. This is due in part to several innovations that have been introduced
and in part to the good spirit shown by Arts '17.
In the past dancing had not been regarded as a literary amusement. When
the president broached the subject to the faculty he was recommended to read an
article on the Duty of Being Intelligent. Dancing, he was told consisted in a
mere tickling of the external sensabilities, a mere rhythmical motion of the pedal
extremeties. The president takes the liberty of denying these statements. Dancing as he has experienced it means moving desks in and out of the science drafting room. He recommends that instead of electing a president of the L. D. S.
next election three or four big Swedes be employed to do his duties.
The L. D. S. has confined its activities, this year, with the exception of the
Columbia debate, wholly to inter-class debating.
The first meeting of the year consisted of a general programme and a short
address by Mr. Carter, the president of the University Club, followed by a dance
Arts '15 ub. Arts 'IB
The first of the series of inter-class debates was the chiet feature of the
next Lit. night. The question of Oriental immigration was ably discussed by Mr.
Mills and Mr. Luckcraft for Arts '15 and Mr. Millar and Mr. Dawe for Arts
'16. Mr. Mills whose speech was a model of academic oratory won the debate
by citing the authority of a gentleman whose name included most of the letters
in the alphabet and by establishing the fact that Japs are never brought up in
the Police Court.   The evening w"as wound up by a dance. McGILL    ANNUAL 27
Arts '16 us. Aria 'IT
The next debate on the schedule was between 1st and 2nd year. 'Resolved
that luxury is a principle cause of the present high cost of living." Unfortunately
the first year men, Messrs. Munro and McLellan, prepared their speeches on a
different reading of the resolution, but it was this alone which led to an easv
victory for the 2nd year men, Mr. Scott and Mr. R. G. Duncan. All four
speakers exhibited good debating form. Mr. Scott proved that whereas the price
of waffles was formerly X it is now X+Y, owing to increased luxury. The
Indoor Trackmeet which followed the debate was a hilarious success. Miss
Mclnnes distributed suitable prizes to the winners.
Arts '15 ub. Arts '17
The first Lit. night after Christmas was largely attended. The resolution
"Resolved that Home Rule is in the best interests of Ireland," was shouldered
by four football players. W. Beveridge and Norm. Kemp, though entering the
debating arena for the first time proved too much for Mick McLellan and Ken
McLennan of Arts '17. All four speakers were complimented on their style by
Mr. Henry. This debate closed the first series. The evening closed with the
usual dance.
Woman'st ^uffran?
What was perhaps the most humorous debate of the season and certainly
the most largely attended, discussed that dangerous subject "Should the suffrage
be extended to women?" Mr. Smeeton and Miss Todhunter of Arts '17 bore off
the victors' laurels with two splendid speeches. Miss Hatch and Mr. Gibson of
Arts '16 while slightly outclassed only need experience to make good debaters.
Mr. Maxwell delivered the decision. This debate only shows what could be
done if the L. D. S. and the L. L. D. S. would only combine with one heart and
one purpose.
Unfortunately the remaining debates cannot be written up owing to the fact
that the Annual is going to the press earlier this year. In conclusion, if it is
not too much assumption on their part, the president and executive would like
to mention one or two things which next year's Literary Society can and
should attend to:
I. A constitution and bylaws for the society should be drawn up.
II. It would add greatly to the interest of the meetings if the L. D. S. and
the L. L. D. S. were combined. We have never yet heard a good reason for not
taking this step and there is any amount of reasons which urge its desirability.
III. A schedule should be drawn up to make the inter-class championship
more than a mythical Holy Grail.
Mt<&ill us. Columbian
Never did the stern faces of the painted divines on the walls of Columbian
College look down on such a glorious mob as filled the hall of Columbian on the
night of January 24th, 1914. The atmosphere was big with expectation when
Munro launched out into his subject. "Sandy's" sonorous voice rose and fell with
the certitude of an old campaigner as he shook "the quivers of his wrath" in the
face of his opponents. A very young youth replied for Columbian. His knowledge
of Greek history seemed to impress the judges. Mr. Luckraft rose to his feet
with his usual cryptical smiles and his speech was good to listen to. When the
next speaker had exhausted himself Duncan reared his royal form. His Bull
story played quite an important part in the rest of the debate. The last speaker
for Columbia was "a gooshawk able well to rend his prey," but a large part of
his speech was devoted to "sigh-cology" and "al-geebra", two subjects which
though not taught at McGill, seem to play an important part at Columbian. STIj* ffiafcirfl' Vitvrarg anb Bebathto. &nri*tjj
Miss M. Fisher, Miss D. Fleishman, Miss L. White, Miss M. Carruthers, Miss K. Laidlaw
Miss E. Frame, Miss Z. Hawe, Miss Evelyn Story, Miss G. Miller McGILL    ANNUAL 29
££abf?B' *Eft*ranj anb Debating ^rmrtit
The term 1913-14, now drawing to a close, has been the most successful in
the history of the society, not only from the numerical standpoint, but also from
the interest aroused and the enthusiasm maintained. The members of the society
have worked in harmony one with the other and have given every assistance to
the. officers, and to this factor is due much of the success achieved. Miss Laura
White, the President, has proved an able leader and has had the unfailing
support and assistance of a capable executive.
At the commencement of the term a programme of attractive meets was
drawn up with special attention paid to debates. This programme, to date,
has been carried out in its entirety, each gathering being of interest and of great
merit. For the first time since the formation of the society, visitors have this
term, been admitted to our meetings and have lent an additional interest to the
proceedings. Thanks are particularly due to the wives of the faculty for their regular attendance at the meetings, their presence being an inspiration to our
Another innovation this term has been the serving of refreshments at our
meetings, this proving a great help in promoting sociability.
It has been the aim and object of the executive to make the Ladies' Literary
Debating Society an important factor in the life and progress of McGill University College of B. C, and it is satisfactory to note that each year the worth
Snd importance of the society is becoming more and more recognized. The
future of the society is assured and there is no doubt that its work and operations
will do much to promote the popularity of our Alma Mater.
At the first meeting the President, Miss White, welcomed the Freshmen to
the society and impressed upon them the advantages to be gained by taking an
active interest in the meetings. The entire society then retired to the reading
room where Arts '15 received the Freshmen.
On November 6 the Honorary President, Mrs. G. E. Robinson and Miss
Mclnnes addressed the meeting and later Miss Mclnnes entertained the society
in the library.
-The inter-class debates has been especially interesting, Arts '15 winning the
.cup this year.
At the close of the second debate Mrs. Robinson graciously received the
girls in the library.
On December 4 Miss K. McQueen, President of the Women's University
Club gave an interesting account of the early days of McGill University College
in B. C. Mrs. Jamieson, a member of the same club, gave an inspiring address
on "The Advantages of College Life for Girls."
During the second week of January interest ran high regarding the Magazine meeting in charge of Arts '16. Needless to say every member attended and
manifested a lively interest in the local hits. The home-cooking department gave
a demonstration of their culinary art, in the library, where cream puffs were
eagerly sought after.
In February Arts '17 entertained the society, exhibiting some promising
talent. They also provided refreshments and a jolly hour was spent, eating "ice
hearts." 30 McGILL    ANNUAL
^anbaptt Uegettfr
About fifty miles up the coast of British Columbia, lie two islands, Cortez
and Mary, about four miles apart. On the side of Mary Island nearest Cortez,
stretches a long sandspit, on the end of which is a solitary boulder. And today
a legend is told, by the Indians, of this peculiar formation.
Many, many years ago, a tribe of Indians lived on Cortez Island. Unto the
chief a girl child was born—but—as she grew to be a maiden her wide, wistful
eyes remained without life as on the day of her birth. Wenonah, for such she
was called, being the chief's first born, was as beautiful and free as the wild
blue-bell growing on the rocks, and from her lips issued words of wisdom. So
it happened that the tribe came to worship her as a maiden sent from the Great
Among the tribesmen was a slim, powerful warrior, half a head taller than
any of his companions and he was called Honanki, the Bear House, because he
was so moody and so silent. In all contests he excelled the other warriors; but
he could not swim.
Now, Wenonah was human; and among all the warriors who worshipped
her from afar off, she loved the silent Honanki; and he alone dared to do more
than worship her—he dared to love her. When the tribesmen became aware
that Honanki had ceased to worship Wenonah and loved her as man for woman,
they arose in anger, stripped him of his weapons, and banished him to Mary
Honanki sat himself down on the beach to think. Then, rising, he explored
the island and on one side came upon great sand cliffs. His dull, enigmatic
face lighted up. He bent, picked up some sand in his large hands, and with
mighty strides hastened to the end of the island which was nearest Cortez. He
flung it into the water and strode back to the sand cliffs. Again he picked up
two handfulls of sand and carried them to the point where he had carried the
first two, and so he set himself to the task of making a pathway from Mary Island
to Cortez.
The days lengthened into moons, the moons into seasons, and the seasons
became many, but still Honanki persevered. He only rested to catch a deer or
a salmon in order to abate his hunger, or to sleep that he might rest his weary
The day as last came when the stretch of water was very narrow when he
could see and recognize the faces of his tribesmen, who watched his labour in
awe and superstition, for Wenonah had pined away, silently, wistfully, until
within the last moon she had departed for the Land of Spirits—a day when he
murmured to himself, "Before the sun has gone down I shall be with my tribe,
with Wenonah." His work became feverish, he thanked the Great Spirit, he sang
of his power and he laughed aloud.
The sun hung over the mountain when Honanki came with his last handfuls
—came with a gigantic stride, strong, powerful, triumphant, he stood ready to
leap to his land, eager, breathless, fearful his tribe awaited that lead. Suddenly
a mighty whirlwind swept the channel and when the water became peaceful again
the tribesmen beheld, where Honanki had stood—a great stone, and heard the
Voice of the Great Spirit saying, "Wenonah is the sand. Day by day as you
carried the sand you took away her strength. Rest now beside her always
Jessie   Todhuntcr. McGILL    ANNUAL
iWr<£UI, ©ritteh Columbia
Whilst every student in British Columbia is looking forward to the time
when the Provincial University will be established at Point Grey, and it will no
longer be necessary to journey to the far-off East to gain the coveted degrees, yet
we should not forget the great debt the cause of higher education in this province
owes to the McGill University College of British Columbia. During the few
years of its existence it has provided a splendid training for many a promising
undergraduate who could not possibly have left home to secure it. It has supplied British Columbia with some of its most promising Rhodes scholars. Its
graduates are already making their mark in the world. It has formed a nucleus
for the coming university which will enable it to begin at a point which many
other similar institutions have taken years to attain. Started at a time
when educational prospects looked very dim, it has manfully filled the gap between the High School and the technical training necessary to fit one for professional life. In the athletic field, too, the wearers of the red and white have won
a reputation for clean playing and gameness which has earned the respect of
their opponents on many a hard fought field. In rugby, basketball, and hockey
they have well maintained the high standard of the mother university in the East.
Our first building, the old brick hospital on Cambie Street, with its ivy-
covered walls, will never be forgotten by the happy care-free students who studied
beneath its shade. What famous "class rushes" there used to be in the long
corridor between the Arts and Science buildings! What secrets those walls could
reveal if they would only speak! The lines of Miss Ethelwyn Harris seem to
express better than any words of mine the spirit of the place:
"I am the old red College,
Ivy creeps o'er my walls,
Pigeons croon on my window sills,
Maidens laugh in my halls;
Years slip on like dreams
With never a thought of me,
But their memory clings to the time-stained things
That have watched them silently.
"The echoes of all your songs
In my cobwebbed corners lie,
And the whistling tunes will never,
In my shadowed hall-ways die;
But better than voices young,
And the laughter I love so well,
Is the buoyant swing, and the manly ring
Of your grand old college yell."
We have left the good old building and are esconsed in our present warmer
and better equipped quarters. But even here, owing to the rapid increase in our
numbers, rooms must be constructed to provide for next year's classes. Surely
this rapid expansion speaks well for the future. We students of M. B. C. are
laying the foundations and forming the traditions of the incoming university.
May we realize our responsibility and perform our duty well that those who
come after us may benefit by our example.
B. '14.  mtrtSUl Annual
Published by the Students of McGill University of B. C.
Sixty Cents by Mail
Business Manager
Volume 6
Without doubt this has been a record year in every way for McGill, B. C,
and under such conditions we feel that the "Annual" must also establish a record
from both a financial and a literary standpoint.
Probably the greatest change is to be noticed in connection with the literary
societies. Whereas in former years a mere handful of students turned out to the
Friday evening debates, now Room 25 will hardly hold the crowds that come-
well, certainly not for the little social dance afterwards!
A witty Junior has suggested changing the name of the L. L. D. S. to
L. L. E. S. (which translated means the Ladies' Literary and Eating Society.)
From the character of the meetings this year that would seem a very appropriate
name. However, none of the girls can deny that the social hour spent in the
library after meetings is an invention worth keeping up.
From the notice board we gather the information of a track meet to take
place March 14th, between Columbian College and McGill. Under the able
management of Mr. Kemp and with the aid of such athletes as Hoult, Jackson,
Eckhardt and McNeill, we feel absolutely certain of an overwhelming victory
over our friends from New Westminster.
The Freshmen this year have been bumptious. During the first few months
we watched their actions in fear and trembling. However, a snow fight between
the Arts and Science seems to have somewhat cooled their childish ardent spirits.
Let us hope for a fairer and more gentlemanly settling of class difficulties in
future years.
Contrary to expectation, the students responded well to our prize contest and
we were almost overwhelmed with manuscripts. After much serious thought we
decided to award the first prize of five dollars to Mr. Fitzhenry Powell, Arts '17,
for his poem, "The Escape," and the second prize of three dollars to Miss Evelyn
Story, Arts '17, for her essay, "Loneliness: Its Cure." a) fo\ o
Sly? iltan HH|0 SUoat Hia <gri»
"I don't want to see you with that scape-grace Marstan again."
"Why, FATHER, Reg is a perfect gentleman, and besides he loves me. and
I've promised to marry him!"
"What!" cried Mr. Warren, rising from his chair and facing his daughter,
"you've promised to marry Reg. Marston ?" His eyes flashed as he brought his fist
down forcibly on the table. "I tell you, Ruth, I don't want to see Reg around
here again until he can show some return for his four years at 'Varsity'!"
Reg., who was just outside, soon learned the outcome of the dispute within.
The same thought had been occuring to him quite frequently, and this was the
only spark needed to set him in action. When put on his mettle Reg had always
proved himself a thoroughbred. As wing-forward on the Varsity team it was
Reg who was always counted upon to pull the team together when they were
hard pressed and loosing ground. At such times he would get the ball and, like
a wild demon, plough through the opposing team with his bewildered team-mates,
bellowing madly.
I've got to get out, Ruthy, and I'm going to make Portland my goal. And
you can get ready to come and help me on to glory before a year is passed," he
said, and in the two weeks before his departure they talked over many, many
things in their little seat beneath the lilac bushes.
He left Harrisburg and came to Portland. His little room overlooked the
peaceful Willamette River. Each afternoon he could be seen sitting on the
verandah, gazing into its depths, while forming in his mind chapter after chapter
of his great book on economics. He felt sure he would soon become a new
Samuel Blythe or Will Irwin. He worked desperately. At all hours his typewriter could be heard grinding out psychological treatises on political novels. Yet
to the young author the click-click invariably spelt despair. A year fled by, and
the river below his window was a mass of gleaming ice, over which the children
were beginning to venture on skates. But as he gazed long and thoughtfully in
the direction of the river, he saw not the scene before him, but one in which May
and roses and lilacs figured. "I have lost!" he murmured through his set teeth, as
if the words were rung from his very soul, "I have wasted my opportunities.
Why didn't I take that job with the "Journal" instead of going back to Varsity!
I would be head book-keeper now and Ruth and I would be happy. And this is
what I get instead!" a groan escaped him as he drew a crumpled sheet from his
pocket and began to read: "We have given your manuscript a thorough consideration and we do not see our way clear to accept the same. Like your other
treatises sent in to us, it seems to fail as a scientific book and does not have the
dramatic qualities of Fiction. Of course we don't—" Here he stopped, crushed
the sheet between his hands and thrust it back into his pocket. Could it be that he
had utterly failed? Was he to return home and start at the beginning to learn
some trade ?   No! he could never do that.
"Good morning!" exclaimed the postman thrusting a letter into his hand,
but the author did not know he was spoken to. Dark shadows played around his
soft grey eyes. He did not hear the shouts from the skaters, nor feel the wintry
blast which whistled in the eaves above. A sudden gust blew the letter from his
lap.   He mechanically picked it up, and glanced at it; "Yes, it is from her.    She McGILLANNUAL 37
is writing to cheer me, to tell me she will trust in me always, and I ?—I have done
nothing! Oh God! I can't open her letter! It will make me long to tell her the
truth! to cry out to her that I am unworthy of her. No! I must cherish her letter,
certainly—but it shall be cherished, unread and unanswered until I can write her
of success!"
He replaced it in his pocket. Then he stopped, his limbs stiffened and he
forgot his dismal musings and became once more the keen athlete, for there arose
to his ears through the clear air the shrill cry of one boy who was struggling
madly in mid-stream. Reg rushed off in the direction of the old saw mill, followed by a wail that froze him to the bone. He returned dragging several long
planks which he began throwing out on the ice toward the struggling boy. But
they did not reach to the hole. He cried to the boy to tread with his feet and keep
his hands outstretched on the firm ice. He then fell to his stomach and wriggled
out on the precarious surface, pushing the board walk before him nearer and
nearer to the little fellow now bravely clinging to the weak ice agaist the force
of the current. "Hold on, Harry! I'm coming!" he shouted, recognizing the lad
as one who often played around his house, but he never came. The ice creaked,
bent, and, with re-action of his final shove it broke, precipitating him into the
frigid current. But he had saved the boy. The front of the long line of planks
flew across the gaping hole, resting on each side of it and the boys on shore soon
dragged their playmate to safety. Marston could easily touch bottom and he
waded to land, breaking the ice as he went.
The following day the author was smoking his pipe on the porch when Mr.
Bennett, the child's father stopped, opened the gate and advanced to him.
"Good day, Mr. Marston," he said with great feeling. "I can not begin to
thank you for the heroic way yau saved my son."
"Mr. Bennett, I couldn't have stopped myself if I had tried especially when I
saw it was my little playmate Harry Bennett.   How is he feeling today?"
"He is feeling pretty weak and he is all alone up there, he wants to see you
very much.   I wish you could drop in this afternoon."
"I will, Mr. Bennett. I have always taken a fancy to Harry and his brown
eyes.   He reminds me so much of —er— a friend of mine," he added hastily.
That afternoon he went to see the boy, whom he found in bed propped up
with pillows. "Hello, Mr. Marston," he crief in friendly fashion, "Gee, isn't the
water cold?" His brown eyes flashed with thankfulness and Marston stood
silently gazing at the little fellow, who had so much of the sweetness and joyous
spirit of his own sweetheart. Then he played games with Harry, drew him pictures and told him stories—Oh! such stories. His listener would sit upright in
bed, his wide eyes fixed upon him. He told of fires he had been in, of shipwrecks, of wild animals, until the youngster forgot his cruel accident, forgot
So each day for nearly a week Marston payed his friend a visit, telling him
new stories, impossible events, always something different. And each evening
Mr. Bennett, on his return from the Daily Ledger office, would sit and listen to
the weird tales re-told by the boy. He became fascinated with this young man,
and would stop every noon and chat with him. One wintry evening they sat
together before the grate-fire, and, Marston, always averse to exchanging confidences, finally told his neighbor his whole story: how he had spent sleepless
nights and pennyless days to realize his ambitions in the cold city and was now
at the end of his resources with nothing in the distance for him but disgrace.
Mr. Bennett was overcome by this account. It seemed incredible to him, who got
his check regularly every month, that a man could starve along with so much determination when he might easily work at some trade. Knowing he would onl>
offend by offering material assistance, he quietly planned a way he thought would
be acceptable. 38 McGILLANNUAL
One day soon after this conversation, a letter was left at the Crawford
Rooms addressed to "Mr. R. Marston" with the label of the of the Portland Daily
Ledger in the corner. The Monday following, a new reporter was enrolled
with the great daily to cover the "generals."
He worked hard and conscientiously. His accounts of local incidents were
so vivid and so full of imaginative interest that he was given every opportunity
by the editor for advancement. Finally the Fall election campaign for governor
gave Marston an opening for real achievement. The "Ledger" was the great
Democratic organ supporting Senator McLelan for governor. Daily, the young
reporter would interview the great party men. He was liked everywhere for he
was always full of enthusiasm. For hours he would sit with McLelan discussing
party questions. In the psychology of politics he had become quite an authority
through his studies for his ill-fated political novels, and he realized now the
advantages his college training had given him, and often, in his thoughtful
moments he would say: "I would not have my four years at Varsity sacrificed
for all the jobs on the old Journal!"
It was the evening before elections and right on the front page of the Ledger
appeared Mr. Marston's last announcement to the electors. It was so well written, so logical and so enthusiastic in its statements that it left no doubt in anyone's
mind as to the ultimate result at the polls. Reg sat in the reporters' room reading
a proof copy when his telephone rang, "Hello," the deep voice at the other end
said, "This is McLelan, I would like you to come up to the house to-night,
"All right, governor," replied Reg banteringly. He hastened to comply with
the summons. He was shown into the candidate's library by a lackey in livery.
At his approach the future governor rushed from his seat and grasped the
reporter's hand, "Reg, my son! you've won the governorship for me. That
article to-night was the best I've ever seen! After I am elected I want you in
my office to help me to hold the position!"
Reg was stunned by his success. For months he had planned to start back
to fulfil his promise of two years before. At this new success he waited no
longer, but hurried by the first train to his old home where his kindly old mother
and father proudly welcomed him. Soon, however, he rushed forth in the direction of Ruth's mansion on the hill above the city. This he found quite unpainted
and dilapidated. He rushed into the house and found Mrs. Warren sewing in
the cheerless parlor. She told him that Ruth was not home from school yet.
"School!" cried Reg, thunderstruck. "Yes,, said she, "Ruth has been teaching
since Mr. Warren failed last fall." Reg was overwhelmed and hastened forth
toward the school house in his impatience to see his unfortunate sweetheart. He
was stopped at the gate by a sad young woman with quiet brown eyes. He stood
back in astonishment "Ruth! is it you? My dear little laughing rose. What
business have you teaching without asking me?" She stood regarding him for
some time. "Why Reg, didn't I tell you how father had lost his business and I
was teaching, in that letter I wrote you—which was never answered!"
"But—I—never read it! I was afraid it would break my nerve and that I
would tell you how I had pinched and starved and—failed!" He looked down
at her beseechingly. "How you must have suffered to lose all the pleasures and
comforts out of your life!"
"I guess, Reg, I kind of lost my grip for a while when you didn't write for
ro.long!" she sighed and smiled tenderly up into his face. Reg saw then, in the
sweet face before him, the flashing eyes of the lilac bushes, the deep brown eves
of Harry Bennett, the eyes that had haunted him always since the night he left
Harrisburg, when last they looked into his; and as he stood looking at her he
knew he loved her more than everything else in the world. McGILL    ANNUAL
"Ruthy dear, I, too, lost my grip but I searched and searched and I found
a suit-case instead! and we're going right away to find your's too!" He took her
by the hand and ran behind the old familiar lilac bushes into their old nook where
he kissed her tenderly, and told her many, many things in the growing dusk of
Sly* gt&trifitB
A   Tale  of the  R.   N.  W.   M.   P.
On a wintry night in the ice-bound north,
Far  from  his  home  in  the  south,
Sat a manacled man whose name was Dan,
With   a  curious   twist   to   his   mouth.
His   jailor   a   stalwart   Nor'   Wester
Stood   by the  open  stove;
He'd a gun at his hip and a stiff upper lip—
A   regular   dare-devil   cove.
The   manacled   man   was   speaking,
With  a  sobbing catch  to his  voice,
While he clutched with his hands at the iron
That bound him through none of his choice.
"To-day  is her  twenty-first  birthday,
To-morrow   we  were  to  be one;
But   you've   got   me   at   last   for   that   shot   in
the   past;
Ah, well'  God's will be done."
"While   panning  for   dust   on   the  pay  streak,
That son  of a cur came  along,
And tried, so I'm told, to win her by gold
And his fawning,  flattering tongue."
'"'When the news came up to the goldfields,
I went home, and found it was true,
So   I   filled   him   with   lead   from   his   feet   to
his  head I
And I'd do it again, wouldn't you?"
As he spoke he drew from his pocket
A  photograph  withered and  torn,
Which   he   tenderly   kissed   while   a   gathering
Spread  over  his  countenance   worn.
"I'm  sorry  it's  me  that  has  caught  you,"  th
The red-coat surlily swore,
"But I've got you in tow and I can't let go,
For   I'm  here   to  enforce   the  law."
So  saying,  he  banked  up  the  fire,
And threw off his coat on the trunk,
And  made all  tight for the  Arctic  night,
And wearily crawled in his bunk.
The   whimpering   moan   of   the   wind   in   the
The creak of the frost-bound pine,
Was the lullaby air to the lonely pair,
In  that shack  near  the  Arctic  line.
The  man  who was  bound  with the  chains  of
Lay down  for a fitful sleep,
To dream, if he may, of the happy day,
When his cherished harvest he'd reap.
But the drowsy God from the land of nod
Is wooed by the captive in vain;
For the thought will arise and blind his eyes,
That he's cursed with the brand of Cain.
At  length   when  the  flickering  light  from  the
Has   almost  ceased  to  play,
He sees his guard from his mattress hard
Get up, tho' t'was far from day.
With a softened look on his stern-lined face,
He walked right out through the door;
And the prisoner took note he'd forgotten his
And the cap which he  always wore.
And the hours rolled by till the morning sun,
Scattered his light in the shack:
But   the   guardian   of   law   who   had   passed
through   the  door
Never once  more  came  back.
He  was found when the winter gave place to
Stretched   out   'neath   a  tall  young  larch;
For to sleep in the snow at sixty below
Can't be done on the first of March.
And the reason the Nor' Wester will tell you,
Why the pair of them were missed,
Is because the man who was guarding Dan,
Was just a somnambulist!
But  I  know   the  real   true  reason,
If you won't believe the other;
For   the   Royal   North   West   in   his   lengthy
Had  discovered  his  long-lost   brother!
Arts   '17.
2Ianelin?aa and 2Tfa Cure
He was young—too young for a professor, because he hadn't got over feel-
irg "out of it" when there was rough house. He was a big, solitary, muscular
figure, sitting motionless in the trolley, but his eyes glowed darkly as he viewed
the customary writhing, kicking, howling mass in the aisle. Suddenly a big foot
was thrust out from the general heap, and he leaped to his feet. Forgotten was
his degree, forgotten his position in the college world. All he remembered was
that there was a foot ard that he wanted to twist it—hard! But even as he leaped
to his feet, a jerk of the car recalled him, reminding him that he was professor
of McGill University, B. C, and that he was looking after some seventy-five or
one hundred students on their way to the inter-collegiate games at C. M. C. 40 McGILL    ANNUAL
At the recollection, he sank heavily back into his seat, and dragged his eyes
away from the disturbing sight in the aisle, letting their glance wander up and
down the car. What he saw was no less disturbing. Such numbers of jolly
fellows and pretty girls! Arid what a time they were having together! The
memories it stirred up! Now he was on the way from Toronto to Kingston,
not a solitary figure, but a glad young being in a blue and white sweater, leading
a stamping, swaying, shoutirg chorus as it surged madly up and down the aisle.
Even now he could feel the blood pulsing through his body at the memory of the
hoarse "Varsity! Varsity!" How heartily the girls had applauded, and how
demurely a certain pair of wide grey eyes had met his, as he sank, breathless, into
his seat beside her! No; he hadn't been a lonely young man then, but a lucky
dog, had he but known it. What had they disagreed on, anyway? Oh, yes. He
had objected to her skating with Jack Sinclair on the Varsity rink—and for a
good reason, too. But then, he shouldn't have been so stubborn. Well, it was
all over now, and he supposed she had finished her course in music and was
teaching—or married. Most likely the latter. Girls like Mary Robertson don't
stay single	
Crash! The awakening was certainly rude, as such awakenings are apt to
be. He sprang to his feet as a bristling head, two arms and a pair of broad shoulders came plunging through the glass door between the smoker and the car.
"Oh, here's your rag doll. Oh, here's your rag doll," came in a hoarse roar
from behind the bristling- one, and to the accompaniment of the Science yell,
"Buck," the college joker, shot into the arms of his Arts supporters.
In an instant every Arts man had deserted his lady, and was charging madly
for the smoker to take revenge on the Science men, who had dared to maltreat
one of their number. But they met unexpected opposition, for at the door of the
smoker stood a stalwart young figure with glowing cheeks and steady eyes. The
young professor watched with some amusement the effect produced by his action,
on the turbulent throng.   It fell back a little, but only for a second.
"Let us pass, McKenzie. We've got to take it out of their hides!" "Cabbaged him under our very noses and mauled him. We'll show them the Arts men
won't stand for that!" "Are you going to let us in or not?" demanded another,
as the men saw that McKenzie made no move to take his back from the door.
"Why, certainly I'm not! What do you think I'm here for? A trolley car
half-full of ladies is a fine place for a scrap, isn't it?" The latter remark caused
the unruly mob to pause long enough to hear faint feminine shrieks, which they
took, in their blundering, masculine way, for signals of distress. It decided the
point. Reluctantly each pugnacious student returned to his place, and the young
professor followed suit, feeling more alone than ever. In theory he should have
felt exalted, for had he not championed the cause of law and order, and been
successful? But instead, a heavy lump seemed to rest on his chest, and grew
heavier as he caught various hostile glances levelled at him.
"Well, we're at the village at last," shouted some wag, and a fiendish roar
swelled along the car and out the windows, causing passersby to stop and stare
in open-mouthed amusement as the car, with flying red and white streamers,
plunged, down the street. At the college all lighted, and McKenzie strolled idly
toward the park.    Three hours to kill until supper time.
But the time did not hang so heavily as he had imagined. He found himself boyishly excited when McGill won the ice hockey, and after the soccer and
basketball was quite surprised that supper was served. In the dining room, however, that queer weight which had, during the afternoon, lifted from his chest,
returned. Merry laughter and jests circled around him, but he was out of it.
H e was a professor, and one who "butted in!"
As he left the dining room he noticed a crowd standing around the music- McGILL   ANNUAL 41
room door, and heard a boy saying that the music teacher was going to favor
them. Some one was playing the opening chords of "Sing Me to Sleep," and
as the familiar notes drifted out to him, he dropped into a chair in the shadow,
with an overwhelming sense of homesickness. Again he was leaning over the
piano in a fire-lit drawing-room, watching the luminous eyes of a tender slip of a
girl.   From parted lips her glorious voice throbbed in a quiver of pain:
"Love, I am lonely, years are so long!
I want you only, you and your song,
Dark is life's shore, love,
Night is so deep!
Leave me no more, love, sing me to sleep!"
Oh! he could hear it yet. He was hearing it! Yes! the same glorious voice was
pouring forth the never-to-be-forgotten words. Before he could collect his faculties
there was a hush in the music room. The crowd about the door parted, as a girl
with wide, grey eyes glided out and down the hall. She was coming towards
him! She was almost there! What would he do ? There was a mist before his
eyes, and a strange, numbness in his limbs, as he stumbled from the shadow
toward her with outstretched hands.
"Mary!" he whispered hoarsely.
"Dick!" she gasped, as with a little stifled sob she slipped her hands into
his. And the troublesome weight completely lifted from the chest of the young
■ Evelyn Storey.  McGILLANNUAL 43
Canto tfye Jflirat
Arms and the men I sing celestial muse,
Who, driven by scornful hate, did sore abuse
The banner, standard, pennant or device
Of Arts '17, and therefore paid the price;
Recount, ye Glorious Nine, the dreadful ire
When Science closed with Arts in battle dire.
O Muse, recount what deeds of might were wrought,
When joined in war the awful, fierce onslaught,
Then, Mick McLellan, rose thy battle cry,
Then did the Science slogan rend the sky,
Then 'mid a murky mist the forces closed,
And foot to foot and hand to hand opposed.
Canto tlfe &ttanb
What 'vailed thy might, O warlike Fraser then ?
What 'vailed the bravery of the Science men?
Like Aetna bellowing from her winding caves,
As thunder on the shore great Neptune's waves,
So Smeeton rose thy soul-dismaying roar,
The Science, trembling, shake, the Arts men onward pour.;
Then sank stout Pirn by ponderous weight oppressed,
For fifteen foes were perched upon his chest;
Then swore swift Hoult with imprecation grim,
At least; a dozen had a-holt of him.
So, vanquished, lay the mighty engineers,
Who often did demolish forty beers.
Canto iV Spirit
O, mighty Mars, forever banish far
The bloody shocks of fierce domestic war;
But if again by daring, impious hand
Of Science men our pennant should be canned,
O Juno! they shall surely bite the ground
In dire confusion, and in fear profound.
O Victory! to whom we sacrifice,
The way we'll murderate them won't be nice!
Place not your hope in Amazonian power,
Who in the hour of need turned off the shower;
Their tears and pleadings shall not save your life
If e'er again we meet in mortal strife.
—Carolus Duncanus. 44. McGILLANNUAL
Wifa maa ©atrljtfru?
(Mr. Bryce Wallace.)
The Luminaries of literary London shed no new light upon the dark
mystery of Dicken's unfinished novel, "Edwin Drood." G. B. Shaw, the unparalleled, G. K. Chesterton, the paradoxical, and the others of that brilliant band
of journalists and Dickens lovers, arrived at no definite decision in their recent
trial of the famous "Drood" case. We had hoped for better things! Chesterton
is perhaps the greatest living authority on Dickens. Indeed, in many respects he
resembles him. He too, is a lover of London, and a familiar figure on its streets.
He also champions the cause of the oppressed, and exerts a wide influence by
his writings. But more, perhaps in spite of his "orthodoxy," he is like Dickens,
a deeply religious man. Yet with all these bonds of sympathetic insight, he has
not given us a clear statement as to the conclusion of the story, not decided who
this mysterious Datchery was.
But theories concerning this personage are not by any means lacking. It is
now agreed among the best critics that he cannot be a new character. The storj
is well advanced when he appears. To suppose that an important new character
would be created near the end of the novel, would almost seem to belittle the
genius of Dickens. So it is supposed that this keen, vivacious stranger who enters
the sleepy village of Cloisterham, six months after Drood's disappearance, must
he one of the earlier characters of the story, in a clever disguise.
Sir W. Robertson Nicolls' theory is perhaps the most plausible one. He
brings together in a masterly and scholarly fashion, a mass of external and
internal evidence, to prove that Datchery was none other than Helena Landless,
twin sister of the suspected murderer. This view has much that is reasonable,
and more that is attractive, to commend it. Helena has daring and skill. Twice
before she has masqueraded as a boy; she is passionately devoted to her brother,
and firmly convinced of his innocence. Hence we have here the cleverness, the
courage and the personal motive, for her assuming the difficult role of Datchery.
Against this theory however, it may be pointed out, that whereas Dick
Datchery was very evidently a man of the world, Helena frankly tells her friend,
Miss Rosa Bud, that she has everything to learn. There is also much incongruity
between the personal appearance of Helena and Datchery. Even admitting a
clever disguise, we can hardly think of the lithe, girlish Helena, with her "dark
fiery eyes" becoming the easy-going, elderly Datchery of large head, flowing
white hair, and never a trace of flashing eyes. Then would not the curious villagers have observed the small hands and feet of the stranger? Further, as we
note the few glimpses we get of Datchery in solitude, we observe no traces of
womanliness. He calls for his pint of sherry wine. He lingers over his ale at
supper. He also carefully scrutinises Jaspar's door, and looks keenly at the
latter's face, while unobserved. But Helena knew Jaspar and his home, quite
well.   What therefore would be the need for this examination?
Another theory, with still a few advocates, is that Bazzard, clerk to that very
angular lawyer, Mr. Grewgions, was the mysterious one. This is an extremely
unlikely thing. That the sullen, disobedient servant, a taciturn and thoroughly-
disagreeable person, could be the fluent and genial Dick Datchery seems impossible;   we cannot imagine such a transformation.
We would rather favour the "Tartar" theory. Why should not the skilful,
friendly Mr. Tartar be Datchery? He is a retired naval officer, with a good education. He had "fagged" for the minor Canon while at college, and once saved
his hero's life.    He lived very near Mr. Grewgions in London.    Here, too, he McGILLANNUAL 45
had met, and fallen in love with, Miss Rosa Bud. He has a well built, athletic
frame, and is about thirty years of age. He evidently retains his love for adventure, witness his daring in entering and leaving the house of Neville Handless.
Doubtless the life on shore would be monotonous to his restless spirit. If either
Grewgions or Rosa Bud suggested to him the possibility of clearing up this mystery of Drood's death, it would appeal to his desire for excitement. Then a
deeper motive can be found in being able to rid his friend, the Canon, of much
perplexity, of helping his new found friend, Neville Landless, and above all, in
freeing his sweetheart from the unwelcome attentions of Jasper.
Datchery appears in Cloisterham with the air of a military man, yet he has the
heartiness of the sailor. This at once suggests the navy. His acuteness in gaining information from the old opium hag, and from "Deputy"—his ability in fooling the pompous Mr. Tapsea, all suggest the sailor and traveller. Tartar refers
to himself as an "idle dog." Datchery speaks of himself as "an idle buffer."
Tartar has fantastic ideas about his home. Datchery asks for "inconvenient
lodgings."   Then could not his "uncouth" chalk marks be some secret naval code ?
The main difficulty, that of Datchery seeming to be in Cloisterham, while
Tartar is in London, is removed when we remember the nearness of the two
places. Evidently Dickens intended Tartar to play an important part in the
denoument. Nothing, therefore, could be more fitting than to suppose that as
Datchery, he would clear up the mystery, remove his friend's troubles, then finally
wed the altogether charming Miss Rosa Bud.  McGILLANNUAL 47
Arte '16
Dwelling apart from the wilder element of the student body, we have that
most dignified and exclusive bunch known as Arts '16. Annoyed at the unruly
and childlike impetuosity of the Freshmen, they forsook their ancient hold on
rooms 24 and 25 and sought a quiet and peaceful retreat on "the third floor back."
Here they diligently pursue their studies, pausing but to reprove the ordor of
the science mob, who, from their lair at the other end of the hall, test out the laws
of velocity and force by hurling sundry articles of furniture at the doors.
Above all, the Sophomores are of many kinds. There are three different
types of individuals and these three groups are composed of almost "fifty-seven
varieties." First: the mournful and severe features of the theologues catch our
attention. Then there are the would-be theologues, an ambitious set, who wander about disconsolately. But although these counterfeits avoid all colloge activities, except possibly the lit, and gaze with benign tolerance on inter-class struggles, yet no one is deceived into mistaking them for Theologues, why some
or probably most of this group, have not yet succeeded in mastering the Scotch
accent! Finally, there are a few who make feeble attempts to stir up some
excitement. These reprobates seem unable to shake off the enthusiasm of their
Freshman days, and only the sternest treatment by their class mates save them
from sinking into the unrighteous act of bowling, and of even matching for pies.
The Mogul of this motley throng is Mr. Dawe. He fills his position most
ably, as he can adapt himself to any of the above-mentioned varieties. He holds
his meetings to order, with stern and dignified aspect, and it is scarcely credible
that he could handle innocent Freshmen the way he has been seen to do on occasions. When presidential duties are not too onerous, Mr. Dawe plays basketball
or else plays on the Intermediate Rugby team.
If the question "have you a little fairy in your class?" were put to Arts '16,
the answer would be "we have." In dramatic circles she is known as Moth, in an
official capacity as Vice-President of Arts '16. We refer of course to Evelyn
Lipsett, the president's left-hand(ed) support, who holds an iron sway over the
fair members of the class.
The Honorary President of this celebrated band is Mr. H. T. Logan. Unfortunately, we cannot attach to him any credit for the unusual characteristics of
the Sophomore class.
The other class officers are Isabel MacMillan, the secretary, and Merrill
DesBrisay, the treasurer. Miss MacMillan appears to divide her time between
the skating rink and innumerable volumes of minutes which record the doing of
the famous Arts '16. Mr. DesBrisay, who is a somewhat ostricized individual
on account of his position, finds more contentment in treasuring scars received
in Ice Hockey and Rugby battles, than in guarding the Arts '16 treasury. But
Mr. DesBrisay's most enviable position is that of champion proposer among the
men of the college.
Of other members of Arts '16, a few must be mentioned.
Zella Hawe, the secretary of the L. L. D. S., and assistant secretary of the
Alma Mater Society holds a position unique in the life of our college—She is the
college dramatic promoter.
Muriel Carruthers and Eleanor Frame are the Arts '16 representatives to
the L. L. D. S. Executive.
Annie Fountain, Agnes Greggor and Elizabeth Hatch, act in the Mathe- 48 McGILLANNUAL
matics classes as a living example of extremes and means. Miss Greggor is
also famous for her "Bull-dog Grip" in basketball games, and Miss Hatch has
lately brought some reputation to herself as an anti-suffragette.
Jean Macleod, a retired Basketball Captain may be rivalled, but never surpassed, as a Ladies' Reading Room Debater. No argument which is fought out in
this battleground of modern thought is complete without Jean's views on the subject under discussion.
Probably the most famous person in Arts '16 is Jimmy Lawrence. Shakespeare said that "a merry heart goes all the day," but had he known Jimmy he
would have had to add "and night." How Revelstoke can spare Jimmy to us is
still an unsolved wonder. This one-time Rugby Captain acts as College Marshal when the occasion demands it, and since he has been promoted to the position
of full-back on the second team, he has become a condemned "fusser" and when
not thus engaged, is either coming from or going to a waffle joint. Without
Jimmy the college must inevitably come to some inglorious end.
Mr. Le Messurier is the only member of Arts '16 to make a place on the
Senior Basketball team.
Mr. Southcott holds two positions—the lesser one is that of President of the
Basketball Club. The other, and indeed the much more enviable, is that of
Ladies' Basketball Coach.
The actions of "Thisbe" Wilson display "the overflowings of an innocent
heart." Billy seems to be in great trouble in which his class mates do not
apparently try to help him. He informs us constantly that "somebody" made
him love "someone" but that he "didn't want to do it." Perhaps, though, he has
the sympathy of Mr. T. J. Robertson, who seems to think that he is in the same
The Gibsons, the original Three Twins, next claim attention. Ian Gibson,
the secretary of the Alma Mater Society, has lately made his appearance in the
dancing world. The honor and dignity of the Clan Gibson is still upheld by
Harold Gibson. Henry Gibson is one of our chief exponents of Ground Hockey.
In off hours he acts as college photographer. He is somewhat famed too, as a
second Shakespeare, but his most important place in the life of M. B. C. is his
position as chocolates monger to the college ladies.
The captainship of the Ground Hockey team is entrusted to Mr. Gordon
Scott, the class representative to the L. D. S. and the only member of Arts '16
on the Senior Rugby team. As a waffle joint patron, Mr. Scott is only rivalled
by Jimmy Lawrence. Lesser distinctions belonging to Mr. Scott will doubtless
be found elsewhere in these columns.
Thus, Arts '16 is certainly "the class without a peer."   McGILL    ANNUAL 51
Arte *17 (2Ja&i*B)
October, 1913, was the most eventful month for the college for many reasons.
The scribe will merely mention the most outstanding one. In this month Arts '17
was ushered in.
From the first, the girls at least have shown themselves to be "young women"
of talent and good sense. The latter quality came to the fore early in the term
when they elected Miss Isabel Mclnnes, M. A., Honorary President of the class
—which reminds one that a "soft, gentle and low voice is a most excellent thing in
women, young ladies!"
The girls have lived to realize that their choice of President was fortunate.
Kathleen Peck competently fills the bill, being an athletic and business-like young
person. Her sister in name, tho' not in blood, keeps the class records, and also the
honor of McGill in Basketball.
Jessie Todhunter, Pearl Roseburg, Vera Muddell and Evelyn Story form a
more or less worthy class executive, taking part in the musical, literary, athletic
and culinary activities of the college.
Elocutionists of rare talent are Annie Hill, Bessie Gilbert and Nellie Ballen-
tine.   The last will some day hold forth as a lawyer.
Practically the whole class plays Basketball, Nita Reid, Bessie Buckenfield,
Vera Bisset and Ida Reece being among the number. Ida plays centre on the
first team.
Among the budding prima donnas of the college one might mention Maimie
Burnett, Jean Abernethy, Maggie Risk and Olive Orr, who seems to possess an
uncanny knowledge of everything else.
The class is not lacking in mathematical sharks. The names of Marion
Mounce, Margaret Maynard, Marion Fisher and Helen McArthur must be noted
in this connection.
Pianists abound. Kathleen Mutrie, Rilla Robinson, Winnie Lee and Winnie
Mellish are all open for engagements. Janet McTavish stands out alone, in Mr.
Chodat's estimation, as to resumes.
The leaders of the "Woman's Movement" in the class are Ethel Moscrop,
Daisie McCallum, Hazel Woods and Daisie Fleishman. The ready tongue of
Daisie F. will no doubt carry her far.
"Boys" are queer things for girls to excel in, but the scribe feels constrained
to mention in this connection Irene McNeil, Kathleen Laidlaw and Mary
Maisie Suggitt, Helen White and Annie Stewart are the children of the clan.
Their infantile pranks keep the rest of us young, and liven up the weary (?)
round of college life.
Taken as a whole, this class is charming, for tho' the professors deplore its
lack of enthusiasm along scholastic lines, they cannot but love it for the bright,
happy-go-lucky spirit it possesses.  McGILLANNUAL 53
Arts '17 (m*n)
It is not without the profoundest respect and admiration, that the words
"Arts '17" are taken upon the lips. This collection of individuals is composed of
men, Presbyterians and Anglicans, who are all zealously striving to acquire the
art of obtaining knowledge. The latter half are particularly devoted to the task
of training themselves to fight against "the World, the Flesh, and the Devil."
The cohesion of the class is maintained by three worthy officials: Willard
McLellan is our President, whom we are glad to announce, does not despise
athletics, but, along with Mr. Allan McLellan, figures prominently on the senior
McGill football team. The business manager of the "Annual," Ralph Bagley, is
our Secretary, and Mr. E. M. McKechnie, better known as "Doc," is Literary
Prior to Christmas, lectures were attended in the auditorium of the King
Edward High School; but the presence of the young ladies so distracted the attention of the male contingent, especially Mr. K. MacL n, that lectures were
resumed in the old building in 1914.
A tidal wave was reported to have been felt in Fairview some time in December, when a number of our noble sons were borne forth.
The Trigonometry classes have become quite famous through Mr. Celle's
loud protests against the Principal's accusation, that he is "falling into the bonds
of iniquity." Mr. Celle upholds the honor of McGill by playing on the Senior
Basketball and Intermediate Football teams.
We are proud to have Mr. Third play for us on the first hockey team,
and the Intermediate Football claims Messrs. Moore, Anderson and K. Mac-
Lennan, three of our huskiest men; the latter is also noted, in university circles, as
the champion "Fusser" this side of the Rockies.
This article would not be complete without mentioning that Mr. Crute is
Captain of our Soccer Team and President of the Track Club.
Our most esteemed friend, Mr. Gordon, challenged any Science man to a
wrestling contest, but so far the silence which has prevailed in the Science camp
leads us to believe that the challenge will go unaccepted. -
In the debate on "Woman Suffrage," Mr. Smeeton won for himself the
distinction of making the best speech of the year. Mr. Munroe's unparalleled
reputation as a debator has been undoubtedly sustained, the credit of the institution being upon his shoulders at the debate with Columbian College.
The class was represented by Mr. Galbraith and Mr. Walkinshaw for the
January debate with second year. Mr. Walkinshaw is also President of the
Y. M. C. A. Students' Association, which was established in the college early in
the new year. Mr. Manzers showed great signs of physical strength when the
Science men were wiped off the map and Mr. Smith, whose quiet and reserved
disposition is proverbial, was seen perched serenly on many a Science skull.
So here we stand four-square, armed on the north with physical endurance,
the heat of the south guarded by the Theologs, the piercing east winds of controversy dispelled by our Mathematicians, while the Literary men, watching
westward, draw reviving sustenance for all.  McGILLANNUAL 55
^rottr* '17
Anyone unfamiliar with our insitution, who might happen to wander into
the college building, might think that they had entered a den of thieves. From
the top floor such sounds as "Who swiped my set square?" "Whose got my
trig?" and a song that says something about "forty beers," greet the visitor. The
timid might well tremble, but the more adventurous on making their way in the
direction of the noise, find only a bunch of youngsters, who, with little or no
regard for the harmonic law, are shouting at the top of their voices a song from
which one may gather that they are the "Engineers."
The wonders of physics and descrip. may be to them weird and mysterious,
but nothing else holds any terrors for them. When the Arts Class, whose ire had
been aroused, challenged Science '17 to a friendly tussel, this bunch of boy wonders readily accepted, thinking that with their knowledge of science and the aid
of dirty black grease, their mechanical advantage would be raised sufficiently to
allow their twenty-five to overcome the eighty or more Arts men. But the men
who did the figuring omitted to take into account the action of unknown forces
—nuff sed.
Science 17 has certainly done its share in the athletic line this year and has
set a good example for future classes. Four men made the first football team
and five the second team. From advance notices we hear they expect to show a
clean pair of heels to the other classes in the coming track meet. The big chief
of this gallant band is Lyal Fraser, our star forward. This is Lyal's first year of
senior football, and he certainly has made good. Paine, as secretary, has a strenuous job cutting paper and collecting the money, but, together with Stone, he
holds up the scholastic end of the class. Jack Hoult, from New Westminster,
and Tommy McGowan, represented the class on the senior three-quarter line and
are said by all to be the best pair of three-quarters playing in Vancouver to-day.
Clement is one of McGill's husky forwards. Bert Morrison is a source of
strength to the Intermediate scrum. Bert doesn't say much, but he is always in
the game. Rand, Letson, Anderson and Hardy all played good football for the
second team.
As we were leaving the room we heard someone remark: "If those Arts guy^
get funny again we'll stone 'em and kill 'em." Miss Alice Keenleyside, B. A.
It has often been said that there is a flavor about college friendships that differentiates them from all others. But one sad thing about these friendships of
sti^~ts is tint, at the end of the college course, these birds of passage are scattered to the four winds of heaven, and their flight is difficult to follow. Hence
any tidir.gs of their achievements in the broader sphere to which they now belong
is always gladly received in the old "home nest."
Our Alumni are all young but many are showing signs of promise and will
yet bring honor to the name of their Alma Mater.
One of our first Rhodes Scholars, Mr. Harry Logan, has come back to us
as a professor. While he is now in the Faculty we are glad to claim him as an
Mr. V. L. Manning of Arts '10 is following the teaching profession, and
has lately entered the ranks of the benedicts. He is the vice-principal of the
Dawson school.
Miss Edith Paterson of Arts '11 has just one year more of her law course
in Osgoode Hall, Toronto. She did brilliant work in McGill, and is now taking
a very high place in the famous Toronto law school.
Several of the men of Arts '11 are doing excellent work in the study of law
— Mr. J. S. McLeod, Mr. G. Lindsay, Mr. S. D. Meadows and Mr. O. J. Thomas,
of this year are teaching, the last being vice-principal of the Mount Pleasant
Our latest Rhodes Scholar, Mr. W. E. G. Murray of Arts '12, of whom
McGill B. C. is so justly proud, is in Oxford this year, where, reports say, he is
doing his usual all-round brilliant work. He is another of McGill's sons who is
bringing credit to her name in the Old Land.
Another member of Arts '12 who gives great promise of gaining a name
for herself in Canadian literature, Miss Ethelwyn Harris, has been spending the
last year in Paris teaching English in a college there, and at the same time perfecting her French, in which subject she took honors in McGill. Very reputable reports have it that a young science man from Yale has been taking postgraduate work in Paris also, and that he has persuaded Miss Harris that her work
does not lie in British Columbia. Canada, as well as British Columbia will loose
a very promising authoress.
An event of interest to many McGill students was the marriage (a short
time after Christmas) of one of our most talented alumnae, Miss Ada Schwen- McGILLANNUAL 57
gers, to Mr. James McGeer. While Mr. McGeer did not attend McGill, he was
well known to many of the students, having been prominent in law-student
circles. Miss Schwengers took the three years in McGill, B. C, in "Thirteen,"
and completed her course in Montreal, where she acquitted herself with great
Miss Winnie De Pencier, a young lady who took a prominent part in the
activities of Arts '13 during the first two years, left at the end of her second year,
and shortly afterwards married Mr. Charles Watson, a prominent young business man of the city.
Mr. E. D. Busby, after graduating at McGill in Arts '13 has gone to Harvard to take up medicine. Harvard University seems very popular with M. B. C.
men, partly, no doubt, because some of our favorite professors have been there.
Another member of "Thirteen" is also there this year, taking his M. A., Mr.
Frank Davidson.
Mr. Ray Sargent, an old "Thirteen" man, after staying out for a year or
two is back at Old McGill, this time taking up fourth year work.
Miss Netta Hardy, also a prominent member of Arts '13 is teaching in
North Vancouver this year. She expects to resume her college work next
Many will remember Mr. Reginald Gilbert, who was a prominent figure in
M. B. C. a year or two ago, in Arts '13. He deserted McGill and a year
later went to Queen's, where he is doing such good advertising work for British
Columbia that the Tourist Association should seriously consider giving him a
commission.' Latest reports say that he has just won a cup and also a medal for
public speaking.    Hail Alma Mater, McGill!
The peringrations of Mr. R. G. Dunbar, originally of Arts '13, are a little
hard to follow. When last heard of he was attending McMaster University,
Toronto.   He was for a while in Old McGill, but left in the middle of the term'.
Western students in McGill usually make a good showing, but last year we
were particularly prour of Mr. D. G. Forster, who headed the list of McGill
graduates with a high first class.   This year he is taking a partial course M. B. C.
Mr. E. A. B. Kirkpatrick has also come back to M. B. C. after graduating
in McGill, and is taking the Psychology and Logic course.
Mr. H. S. Reid, another of last spring's graduates, has married and left
Vancouver. He did brilliantly in Honor Chemistry at McGill (when he was the
only student taking this course) and this year is doing assay work in Trail.
B. C.
Mr. Charlie McTavish was the only one of the men of Arts '14 who took
third year in Old McGill, but this year he has been joined by a number of others,
Mr. Cecil Scott, Mr. S. F. Moodie, Mr. H. M. Drost, Mr. Harold Northrop and
Mr. Donald Macnaughten.
Mr. Douglas Ross, also of "Fourteen," has left the Arts Faculty and entered
the practice of medicine.
Four young ladies of Arts '14 have joined those of their class already in
Montreal, Miss Dilla Currie, Miss Blanche Backmill, Miss Luella Greggs and
Miss Olive Cousins.
Only three members of Arts '15 went back to Old McGill this year to take
the third year work, Miss Gladys Story, Mr. R. Ritchie, and Mr. Len. Lockyer. 58
■ The record made in athletics this year at McGill is one for the students ot
future years to look on with envy. The enthusiasm shown in all departments
has been the keenest and has resulted most satisfactorily.
In Rugby the seniors, Intermediates and Juniors all attained first or second
place their respective leagues, playing clean fast Rugby which delighted even
the most ardent of their supporters. A great deal of our success in Rugby is due
to the careful coaching of Mr. Worsnop who kindly consented to act again this
The enthusiasm shown amongst the basket-bailers and the splendid team
that represented the college speaks well for those who took an active part in
this sport.
McGill was also represented by other minor clubs, such as the Ice Hockey
and Soccer clubs which showed great promise and deserve encouragement.
Our track club holds its annual track meet with Columbian College and are
very optimistic concerning their chances.
The attendance at the games this year has been all that could be desired
both in point of numbers and enthusiasm, though a few more ladies might take
an interest in the matches.
The enthusiasm shown on the different trips this year was splendid. It is
unfortunate our time table cannot be arranged so that the marshal might have
one hour a week at least when all are free in which to hold a song and yell
practice. Without this the marshal has no authority over the crowd and is not
able to call for a yell or song to quell some disagreeable incident.
The hearty thanks of every McGill student is extended to Mr. Worsnop for
the valuable assistance he has rendered our Rugby teams. McGill is indeed
fortunate in having such a capable, genial coach. &rofor Kugb||:   Top Row—Scott, Hoult, Plummer, Helme, Luckraft, McLelan, Clement, Creery.   Middle Row—Honeyman, C. Worsnop, (Coach)
Eckardt, (Capt.), Dr. Davidson, (Pres.), Kemp.   Bottom Row—Fraser, McNeil, MacGowan, McLellan. Underhill. McGILLANNUAL 61
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At the first of the season it was seen that there was enough material for two
good teams and so it was decided that the first team under Captain Eckardt
should represent McGill in the senior league, the second team playing in the
Intermediate League. The brand of Rugby McGill played in the senior division
called forth the praise of all and speaks well for the efficient teaching of Mr.
Worsnop. The league ended with McGill and the Welsh tied for the Miller Cup,
each having won eight games. McGill defeated the Welsh in their first game,
the second being a draw, but unfortunately were hurried into their first league
fixture which they lost to the Rowing Club 8-0. Our boys, by having the best
scoring average, won the Tisdall Cup. They scored seventy-one points and only
nineteen points were made against them. This was due solely to the clean
aggressive game they played.
The keenest of excitement was shown when it was announced that McGill
and the Welsh were to play off the final on February 28th for the Miller Cup.
McGill trained faithfully, and on the appointed day a large number of students
turned out to root for the team, despite the heavy rain that fell. However, the
cup was not destined to come to McGill this year. The Welsh won the game 3-0.
Though we lost yet we were not altogether disappointed for McGill played
against odds with such vim and determination that all were indeed proud of their
team and could say with all sincerity "Well played McGill."
Mtmil ua. WAal}
The game was played on a heavy muddy field which made it a purely forward game. Despite the fact that McGill forwards conceded from twenty-five
to thirty pounds per man to the Welsh nevertheless by their speed they held the
Welsh pack safe. McGill took the field with four Intermediates on their line-up:
Frampton, Reid, Cameron and Celle all of whom played great Rugby. The game
was a battle from start to finish, both teams exerting themselves to the limit.
The Welsh by their weight would bring the ball into McGill territory only to
have a McGill man break through and load a rush on the Welsh line. During
the whole game play ranged from end to end, both lines being constantly in
danger. The Welsh scored on the only passing bout of the game. Time and
again the timely clearing of Hogarth saved for the Welsh while on four occasions the Welsh were forced to save behind the line. McGill had the better of
the second half but could not cross the Welsh line. From the kick-off Celle
started the work for McGill leading a rush that netted fifty yards. J. Underhill
ran the ball back but Cameron cleared and the ball was again in Welsh territory.
From a loose scrum the ball was forced over the Welsh dead line. Helme immediately led another charge, the ball again going dead. The Welsh rushed the
McGill line but Frampton saved with a beauitful kick to touch. From the line
out Helme and Celle carried the ball to the Welsh ten yard line, a free kick was
awarded McGill, but the place for goal failed. Honeyman proved the sensation
of the day when he tackled Watkins who had got away into a clear field.
Cameron kicked and following up carried the ball to the other end. Half time
was called.   No score.
Shortly after play was resumed on a pass from the scrum Thomas Watkins
and Morat made a run that resulted in Morat gaining a try. The kick failed.
McGill then kept the offensive for the rest of the game. One minute before time
McGill was awarded another free kick at a difficult angle. The kick fell short.
McGill was still pressing when the whistle blew.   Score 3-0.
After the game President Gardiner Johnson of the league presented the
Miller Cup to Capt. Smith of the Welsh and the Tisdal cup to Capt. "Dutch"
Eckardt of McGill ringing down the curtain on the most successful Rugby season
peen at McGill since 1908. M 9
Snirrmcittate 2Utsby:   Top Row -Frampton. W. Dawe, H. Letaon, A. Reid, B. Gordon, G. Moore, H. Honeyman, P. Celle
Middle Row- A. Morrison, C. Worsnop, (Coach), W. Beveridge, (Capt.) Dr. Davidson, (Pres.), Fred Taylor
Bottom Row—K. Creerv, M. DesBrisay, K. Mac] ennan, John Anderson, W. Frampton. McGILLANNUAL 63
fotiermrfkf air SUtrjby
At a meeting held at the first of the season the Intermediates made prepara*
tion for the year. "Bill" Beveridge was e'ected captain. Though they were
drawn on for players by the seniors, though they lost men through injuries, yet
the seconds made a great showing and finished second in the league.
One of the chief factors in the success of our seconds was the good work
done by our Junior team. From their ranks such men as Celle, Lawrence and
MacLennan were developed men who w ill bear close watching next year.
The Intermediates played ten league games altogether. Of these they won
five, drew three and lost two.
The High School and Rowing Club proved our greatest rivals for honors,
the High School• finally winning out by three points, McGill taking second place.
The first game between McGill and the Rowing Club ended in a draw, neither,
team scoring. The second game with the High proved disastrous to McGill,
our boys falling down in the second half and losing 20-0.
Mt&m ua. IK. £. H. ».
The first game with the High was undoubtedly the fastest game of the
season in Intermediate Rugby. The High were the hot favorites but could not
score against the deadly tackling of the McGill team. McGill in turn forced
the play but suffered a like fate at the hands of the High backs. Play in the
first half was in High School's favor but all their attempts at scoring were
frustrated by the McGill forwards and halves. In the second half the plav was
even, ranging up and down the field, McGill forcing on forward rushes, the High
bv back division work. The second half was extremely hard and fast, great foot-
hall being played.   The game ended with the High in McGill territory, score 0-0.
ffit&ill ua. SUuuhtg Club
McGill finished the season in proper fashion defeating the Rowing Club
.20-0 in what was from a McGill standpoint an exceedingly fast game. McGill
assumed the offensive from the start. Beveridge scored on a pass from Celle.
Celle immediately after ran the ball from the twenty-five for a try. This was all
the scoring in the first half.
In the second half McGill was continually in Rowing Club territory, Cameron
scored on a cross-kick, Frampton converted. Then our new half, Hardie, showed
his ability by scoring three times in succession. The game ended with the score
20-0 in favor of McGill.
^9 Saga' Basketball
Bryson, N. Kemp, Craig
E. LeMesurier. P. Celle. McGILLANNUAL 65
Basketball this year at McGill seemed imbued with a new life. The spirit
and enthusiasm shown in this sport and the strong representative team speak
well for those who supported the club.
Under the captaincy of "Norm." Kemp the team entered the city league and
though it finished in fourth place yet played good fast basketball and made all
teams exert themselves to the limit. Considering our facilities for Basketball the
team certainly deserves great credit.
The league games played and the scores are as follows:
McGill vs. "Y" Rugby, 26-23; 29-19.
McGill vs. K. E. H. S., 25-35.
McGill vs. V. A. C, 24-21.
McGill vs. "Y" Intermediates, 13-39 ;22-30.
McGill vs. "Y" Tigers, 28-38; 16-35.
McGill vs. Rowing Club, 20-36; 38-16.
McGill vs.   B. C. Telephone, 32-31; 44-20.
During the season the team also engaged in three annual fixtures: one with
K. E. H. S., one with Columbian and one with the Victoria Y. M. C. A.
Mtmil ua. 2C. £. H. £>-
Last January McGill seniors and seconds met two teams from the High on
the V. A. C. floor.   McGill seconds won the first game 30-15.
The seniors had little difficulty in disposing of their rivals though in the
first half the High held them fairly close. However, in the second half Kemp and
Bryson worked together on several occasions for field baskets giving McGill a
commanding lead.    Score 29-23.
fflc<&ill ua. Columbian
The annual game this year with Columbian produced little fast basketball.
McGill in the first half took things easy as usual and in the second half showed
their customary spirit. Kemp and Southcott provided the only excitement evening up the score and taking the lead with perfect shots at the basket. For
Columbian Jack Smith was a tower of strength though well guarded by LeMes-
surier.   The game ended 28-23 in favor of McGill.
Mc(Bill ua. Birforta % 4H. C. A.
Even our most ardent fans were dubious concerning the chances of McGill
against the fast Victoria five. With all our men working at their best and the
score at half time only 11-10 in favor of Victoria our prospects brightened. Both
teams took the floor in the second half determined to win. The pace set was a
hot one, the combination was dazzling. Kemp, Celle and Bryson worked perfectly together, while the Victoria forwards even surpassed them in combination;
however, Anderson and Bryson held them in check. Kemp scored repeatedly for
McGill and finally put us in the lead in the last few minutes.   Score 30-25.
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As the "Princess Alice" left the docks, the good old yell coming from the
throats of fifty McGill Rugby players proved to be a splendid beginning to what
was, without a doubt, the most successful of our annual trips to Victoria.
Three Rugby teams and the senior basketball team made the journey which
jvas passed in the usual old way, around the piano or playing "five hundred" in
jffte smoking room. 66 McGILLANNUAL
The small hotel bus attempted to carry the whole contingent, hanging on by
safety-pins, to our hotel, but the horses tired on the Government Street hill and a
few had to get out and push for the remaining blocks. After supper all enriched
the coffers of the bowling alley proprietors and incidentally a star bowler was
discovered, to wit: Guy Moore. Soon all adjourned to that haunt of haunts, the
Empress Theatre ar.d enjoyed listening to Clement playing the drums and watching the three Victoria policement who had rear boxes. All retired early, to rest
for the battles of the following day. Slumbers were troubled now and then by a
few corridor minstrels who persisted in singing "I Dun Wanta" when the manager told them to retire to their rooms. Worst of all was the noise caused by the
forcible protests that greeted A. McLelan's suggestion of a hot plunge. Time
8.00 a. m.
In the morning the juniors defeated the Victoria High School 6-0. Celle
and Jackson showed themselves to be regular mud-sharks and each scored on
an individual dribble.
In the afternoon the seconds showed themselves to be at home in the mud
and kept the play in James Bay territory nearly all the game, though they were
unable to cross the Bays' line. The Bays scored first on a forward rush just
before half time. Creery put McGill in the lead with a perfect field goal and
increased our lead in the second half with another.    Final score 8-3.
The senior game was fast from the start to the finish. In the heavy going
the Bays' extra weight in the scrum told against McGill though this advantage
was offset by the fast work of our backs. Play was even going from end to end
finally Eckardt broke lose and scored. Just before full time the Bays were
awarded a questionable try. Instead of finishing the game as a draw, overtime
was played the Bays scoring again in six minutes and winning 6-3.
In the evening our basketball team surprised the most optimistic by defeating
the fast Victoria team 30-25. The cause of the escapade of "Jimmy" Lawrence
last year again exerted her influence, our marshal was nowhere to be found.
After a final visit to points of interest, all retired on board satisfied that they
had been on a most enjoyable, exciting, and successful trip.
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The annual debate and athletic games with Columbian were revived this year
and proved of great interest to McGill students.
It was unfortunate all could not get over in time to see the hockey game in
the Arena as it was a grand exhibition. The play during the first half was even,
both teams scoring two goals. In the second half McGill, by this time used to
the ice, utterly bewildered Columbian with a series of two men rushes and scored
five goals while they held their opponents scoreless. Plummer, Reid and Third
starred for McGill, scoring most of the goals.   Final score 7-2.
The remainder of the afternoon proved disastrous to McGill; Columbian
winning the girls' basketball 6-3, the junior basketball 21-6, and the soccer
game 2-0.
After supper, which was served in the college dining room, all went to the
senior basketball game which, owing to the close score, proved very exciting,
McGill winning 28-23.
In the assembly hall the McGill men at the back of the room livened things
up till the debate commenced, with bombs and songs. Although we lost yet we
enjoyed the debate immensely. The subject was interesting and the speakers
made it very close and at times snappy.
The one hundred odd that filled the car coming home were in the very best
of spirits and not till the car reached its destination did the loud enthusiasm abate. McGILLANNUAL 67
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Never before in the history of the college have the girls entered into the
college activities with such enthusiasm and whole-heartedness as this year. And
in no other society has this interest been more apparent than in the girls' athletics.
Early in the college year a general meeting of the girls was held at which Dr.
J. D. Davidson was again unanimously elected honorary president, Miss Grace
Bollert president, and Miss Catherine Smith secretary-treasurer. Miss Peck was
chosen as captain of the girls' hockey, and Miss Jean Macleod as captain of the
basketball team. Miss Macleod resigning a few weeks later on account of illness
Miss Muriel Brockwell was elected captain. At this same meeting the society
decided to join the British Columbia Ladies' Athletic Association. Miss Brockwell was appointed as our representative on that board.
The club is very much indebted to Dr. Davidson for the great interest he
has taken in their efforts. Not only has he come out to many practices and
coached and encouraged the basketball team, but besides he has always been on
hand to help out of a difficulty.
Basketball seemed to possess the greatest attraction for the girls. And
every Tuesday and Wednesday saw a large number of enthusiasts in the High
School gym. Our capable captain, Miss Brockwell, deserves much credit for
keeping up this interest and for her increasing efforts to make this a successful
year. The club has been fortunate in having two such competent coaches as Mr.
Southcott and Mr. Kemp, one of whom has been on hand at every practice.
The schedule of the B. C. Ladies' Athletic Association as drawn up for the
season 1913-14 was followed.
The opening game of the season was played with the Normal School, and
our old time rivals again defeated us. Two games have been played with King
Pidward High School, and although we were defeated in both games the scores
were very close. In the last game it was a tie a minute before the whistle blew,
so we *till hope before the year is ended to redeem ourselves. The match against
Columbian College was a severe blow to our hopeful spirits. Our team seemed
lost on the strange floor, ard the game ended with a score of 6-3 in Columbian's
favor. However, when we met them a few weeks later on our own floor, the
tables were turned, our team winning by a score of 21 to 9. In this game Miss
Brockwell and Miss D. Peck threw some pretty baskets and the result of the
practices was shown by the good combination that the team displayed. After
Christmas a second team was formed amongst the girls with Miss Ethel Ewem as
captain. If this team keeps up its good work it bids fair to make the first team
look well to their laurels. Some interesting practice games have been played between the two teams.
£aai?a' Ijorkey
A sophomore has cleverly expressed the ladies' hockey team, as "A thing
wherein we feel there is some hidden want." But this deficiency is due to no lack
of energy or enthusiasm on the part of the girls. With Miss D. Peck as captain
the team began the year with a bright outlook. A new set of sticks and balls
were obtained and we are sorry to have to admit that the set is still practically
new. For the fates seemed against the hockey team this year, first, the weather;
although we are all true Vancouverites and would not give in for an instant that
the rain could dampen our ardour, nevertheless, we are forced to admit that the
mud and snow did not lend any encouragement to the sport. But the principal
reason why our hockey team has not been more before the eyes of the public is
that the time tables so conflicted that it was practically impossible for any team
practice. Thus, it happens that to next year's team we bequeath a new set of
hockey sticks. Sadies' SaafcetbaU: Left to Right   Miss D. Peck. Miss G. Bollert, Miss Brockwell. Capt., Miss. A. Rees, Miss F. Chapin fcf m 2Ihr Alma Ifflaier Banc*
Another Alma Mater dance—the sixth—has passed into history, leaving
behind it no mean record of what a splendid dance it was. Just why those in
charge chose January 30th as the day for the dance is a question for debate,
but suffice it to say that they must have had some premonition of the weather
conditions due on that night—regular Alma Mater dance weather! However,
the rain did not keep away the largest crowd which has ever attended any of our
college dances, and the spier did programme helped one to forget what the kind
of weather might be. Lester Hall, without doubt, presented a gay appearance.
Pennants, flags, class banners, etc., and the red ard white streamers in the supper
room, gave one the idea that this was a college dance, and more than that, a
McGill dance. As usual, the dancing commenced shortly after 9 o'clock, and with
the large number of encores w hich the orchestra very generously gave, lasted well
on into Saturday morning.   .
The unusually large attendance of students and the professors and their
wives, was very gratifying. Mrs. Robinson, Mrs. Davidson, Mrs. Robertson and
Mrs. Chodat proved as capable patronesses as they have upon former occasions.
Much of the success of this dance is due to the efforts of Miss Macdonald,
Miss White, Mr. Reid, Mr. Gordon and Mr. Beveridge, the committee which took
charge of all the details connected with the dance, and who managed everything
in such a capable way..
If such a dance as this can be given by our comparatively small college,
what may not be looked for in future years when the students of the University
of British Columbia will act as hosts and hostesses at the college dances which
we are making so popular in our city ?
Aria '16 Claaa Party
On Friday evening, October 30th, I was sent by the city editor of the
"Annual" to report a Hallowe'en party which Arts '16 were holding at the home
of Miss Evelyn Lyssett. With a small army of sophomores who had gathered
for mutual support at the drawing-room entrance, our trusty reporter crept cautiously between two grotesque jack-'o-lanterns, and entered a dark hall. Here
we were met by a pale, shrouded ghost, who, with ghastly gestures, indicated our
dressing room. McGILL    ANNUAL 71
Once again narrowly escaping the cold clutches of the spirit, we dashed
through the hall, and into the dressing room. There was our charming young
hostess, robed in French vice-versa-toute-de-suite, trimmed with brocaded
pas-d'esprit with Irish mucklucks; and there were the three Gibson twins gazing
after her with admiring eyes. There was "Thisbe" Wilson coyly repelling the
advances of Laura Pirn who was pleading with him to sit beside her, while a
stern, third-year student looked on with angry eyes that boded ill for poor
Meanwhile the crowd was divided into groups, and each group had to appear
before a judge to be sentenced. We were thust before no other a justice than
the grizzly vistant, encountered on our entrance. In accents shrill and unearthly
some were bade to take dreadful poison; some to go through difficult gymnastics;
some, torn by secret cares, emitted awful groans after the manner of our relentless judge. Shivering with dread, our group was finally brought up for sentence,
and, behold, we were the only ones thought unworthy of punishment. Medals
were pinned on our manly chests to distinguish us from the convicts, and we were
Next, our hostess selected a few of the most handsome of the guests, and led
us into an ante-chamber, where Mr. Le Messurier, the well'known artist, sketched
our profiles on sheets of paper. These portraits were fastened about the room,
and we tried to guess who they were.
Now came the great event of the evening, the proposing contest. The genius who propsed this game must surely have had infinite practice in such events
as were to follow, or she could never have foreseen the confusion and excitement
of the next half-hour. From an inconspicuous corner of the room I took careful
notes of the scandalous proceedings. Each gentleman selected the ten girls
which were most pleasing to him, and he was given two minutes to propose to
each of them. The carnage was frightful. On all sides endearing terms and
plaintive entreaties poured forth. "Doc." Mills, with tears streaming down his
cheeks, was kissing the hard of Miss Taylor; Brother Luckraft lay moaning at
Miss Hunter's feet; Jimmy Lawrence flashed his last month's allowance before
Miss Anderson's eager eyes; Rae dashed madly from one young lady to the other,
shouting passionate appeals to unresponsive ears. But Merrill Desbrisay easily
carried off the prize. It was a lesson in art to see "Debby" deftly spread his
handkerchief before his young lady, and, gently sinking on one knee by her side,
tnurmer his words of endearment in her ear. Try as I might, I could not catch
his words, but the tender pleading of his eyes, the soulful light of love which
glorified his face moved me to tears. It was only after the contest was all over
and refreshments were being served that I recovered.
Then came orchestra selections from Sphlietz and Bocardo, ably rendered by
Messrs. Le Messurier, Southcott, Lett, and Munro. Miss Hawe and Mr. Miller
favored us with recitations which met with great applause. Finally the time for
departure drew near, and Mr. Dawe, on behalf of the class, thanked Mr. and
Mrs. Lipsett for their hospitality. The speech was brief but touching, and Miss
Lipsett was seen to wipe away a tear as she bade us all farewell.
HaUmue'en Party
At 8 o'clock on Friday evening, October 31st, 1913, the freshmen students
Arts and Science, held'a Hallowe'en party in the college building. The Science
room was tastefully decorated with pennants by Miss Elyn Story, Vera Muddell,
Mr. Harry Wade and Mickey McLellan; the stairs were lighted up by grinning
pumpkin heads. A mysterious "ghost" guarded the entrance while two others
glimmered in the hallways.    The students' entertainment was ably managed by
Kathleen Peck, Jessie Todhunter, Ken MacLennan and Doc MacKechnie,—
Lyall Fraser officiating as master of ceremonies. Many exciting games were
played; and six ardent hopefuls earnestly pleaded their cause with rather dubious
results. Refreshments were served at 10 o'clock by Pearl Rosebrugh and Winnie
Lee. An hour's dancing brought a very delightful evening to a close. Due thanks
must be awarded Kathleen Peck and Evelyn Story, who shouldered the major
part of the work in providing such an interesting evening for the students and
those of the faculty present, including Mr. and Mrs. Robinson, Mr. and Mrs.
Jordan and Miss Maclnnis who very kindly helped clear away the debris afterward. Mr. N. K. F. MacLennan appeared in a sky-blue morning suit inter-
meshed with fine white stripes; silk socks, Belmont collar, a pea green cravat
and a Dawn smile completing his charming costume. Mr. R. F. Bagley came in a
pompadour and G. B. Moore in a Ford.
A. G.  W. McLellan.
art|» ^rto '15—8>cistm 'X6 Party
Friday, February 20th, was the date of a social gathering unprecedented in
the history of our college. Instead of the usual house party given at this time of
year by the Junior class and ex-students of the Junior class, Arts '15 and Science
'16 gave a party in the college building, when their guests were the members of
all the other classes.
The gentlemen took charge of the entertainment, which, in the early part of
the evening, took the form of a conversational contest. It seems, though, that
more beans were exchanged as a result of matching nickles than by endeavoring
to make one's wary partner say yes or no. By the time all the beans had been
given or taken by all the guests, it was ten o'clock, but when the familiar bell
rang, instead of going to the Physics laboratory for physics experiments, the
crowd came down there to have supper, which had been prepared by the Arts
'15 ladies. After the refreshments, those who wished to dance returned to the
draughting room, where twelve dances, to good music, were over only too soon.
Those who were not dancing went to Room 25, where, under Mr. Buck's direction, Science men wrung dish-cloths and danced the Highland Fling, and demure
young maidens endeavored to sing "Everybody's Doin' It." The Principal and
Mrs. Robinson and Dr. and Mrs. Davidson were among the Faculty representatives who were enjoying (?) the childish stunts of the usually staid theologues
and of the sturdy engineers.
At twelve o'clock the party broke up, all present voting this, the first party
given by the Senior classes of our college, a huge success, and these sentiments
were further echoed on the Saturday following, when the football boys finished
off what had remained of the refreshments.
Prof. Robertson, (to class): Third year students were conspicuous by their
absence on Friday night.
Duncan, (forgetting about the Alma Mater dance): From what, Mr.
Robertson ?
Prof. Robertson:   Why, from the dance.
Duncan: Oh! I thought you were talking about one of your archaeological
Mr. Henry, (in third year English Prose Class): We will now turn to
another side of Bacon. IUlL>1
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There have been rumors that the McGill students were about to produce a
real Shakespearian comedy, probably "A Midsummer Night's Dream," under the
guidance of Miss H. Badgley, but nothing definite w;as known, until one day our
foreign correspondent lost his way on the High School campus, and wandered
aimlessly into the auditorium.    Here he came upon a very pretty scene.
The fair Hermia and the beauteous Helena, parts taken by Miss Anderson
and Miss Todhunter, find ardent lovers in Lysander and Demetrius, commonly
known as Pete and Mickey, and we are told in confidence that they seem to have
had lots of practise.
Talent cannot remain concealed for ever, and it is much in evidence in Miss
Hawe's representation of Puck. The others will certainly have their work v.ut
out to keep in line with her. Mr. Scott as Bottom is a great success, and no one
could have been found better able to play Pyramus. In fact the question was
asked:   "Why provide an ass's head for Bottom, he's so natural ?"
And who is the fatherly looking old soul yonder? That is Egeus, the fond
parent of the beauteous Hermia. On Sundays he is known as plain Bryce
Miss Brockwell as Hippolya makes a splendid companion to the noble
Theseus, the Hon Charles Duncan, and they have a very good retainer in Mr.
Misses McNeill, Rosebrugh, Lipsett and Smith are real fairies, but it was a
cause of great regret when Mr. MacLennan (who has such a way with the ladies)
had to give up the part of Oberon, owing to an accident. His place, however,
was very ably taken by Mr. Allen MacLellan, so that we are sure Titania,
Miss D. Peck, will not be lonely.
Beyond a doubt Billy Wilson is the sweetest Thisby that ever appeared on
the stage, and should make a hit unless Yraus unthinkingly leans against the
wall, which is represented by our old friend "Irish," Mr. Craig.
Mr. Gilchrist as Quince, 'Enery Gibson as the Moon, and Mr. Smeeton as fhe
Lion complete the cast. No wonder Thisby runs for her life when such a "Goat,"
pardon me! such a "Lion" appears in the full blaze of 'Enery's moonshine. 74 McGILLANNUAL
Qhuo College Slogs
All day the dense, grey clouds hung low in the sky, predicting the heavy
rain that must inevitably come. It was a Friday, one of those long, dreary days
in March, which the dull weather made even more wearisome than usual.
"Mac" and I were thoroughly disgusted with "descrip" by half-past three.
We at last decided to chuck it up and walk home to see if we could relieve ourselves of the oppressive feeling that possessed us.
But we had to be back by seven to rehearse the Shakespearian tabloid we
were in, so it was necessary to keep a good pace. This we certainly did and by
the time we had gone ten or so blocks I was about played out. The rain that
had threatened so long, started to fall, at first lightly, but continually gathering
force until it seemed as if the whole heavens had opened up to pour forth their
aqueous contents. The drops rebounded from the paved road, giving it the
appearance of the sea churned by a whirling propeller.
"Let's make for that vacant building in the next block," I suggested.
"Good idea," said Mac, starting to run. We found one of the basement
windows unlocked and in we climbed. Looking from the shelter of the basement
how cold and damp it looked!
The rain was pattering on the windows, the wind had by this time sprung
up and was moaning and whistling outside the house. But hark! Surely that
noise was not the result of wind or rain. Somebody was in the house—but it was
supposed to be vacant. Clearly now we could hear them moving about. Now
and then we could hear some one speak.
"Yank off your shoes and let's see who it is," said Mac.
Havirg both taken off our boots, cautiously we climbed the basement stairs
and noiselessly opened the door. The voices came from a room in the rear, apparently the kitchen or dining room.
"Stay here," said Mac, and quietly went over and bent to look through the
Coming back he whispered: "Down in the basement again."
When we reached the cellar Mac. started to describe what he had seen.
"Couldn't see very well, but I could make out about a dozen people in there
sitting around a table looking at some plans or other."
"A dozen in this empty house?"
"I'm going out to look through that wirdow from the back," said Mac.
Great Scott! I wish we could get in and see what they're up to," I volunteered.
Then Mac. suggested a plan. "You sneak up and look through the keyhole
and when I signal from the window, rush in.   I'll climb in through the casement."
Again, quietly, I slipped up the stairs and stationed myself at the key-hole.
There they were, all grouped about a table looking at a lot of plans of some sort.
Some of these plars seemed unfavorable ard were laid aside. Others seemed
quite acceptable ard were set in a pile in the centre. They conversed in low tones
but I could catch nothing of what they said. What did all this mean? What
desperate plan was afoot ? But wait, there was Mac. waving his arm. Heavens!
they have seen him. I rushed in. Two men saw me and made in my direction.
A short fight ensued, but I was soon held fast. Mac. climbed in to my rescue, but
was soon overpowered.
Standing there, I took stock of my captors. To my surprise I noticed that
some were ladies—but there must be some mistake. I know that face—and that
one, too. What does all this mean ? I looked on the t able and there saw a picture
of a Rugby team—then it dawned on me.   I started to laugh.    So did Mac.
It was the staff of the McGill Annual working on their '13 '14 number!
"Soon be time for rehearsal, Mac.     Let's get out."
W. W. B. ARTS, '15. McGILL    ANNUAL 75
dfflr&tU, 38; C, In Montreal
The tie which binds McGill, B. C, to McGill, Montreal, is strengthened to an
inestimable degree by the students who started to climb the ladder of learning in
the former ard are now fast attaining to the jumping off (or on) place in the
latter. At present, that is during the 1913-14 session, there are forty-six students,
representing three faculties, attending the university, who used to be students at
the old college. A list would doubtless give the best idea of this ambitious troup
which has gone so far afield in the search of knowledge:
ARTS '16.
C. N. Clark.
ARTS '15.
R. S. Clarke, of mathematical fame.
A. L. Lockyer, who used to be known as "Narcissus" for various reasons.
R. G. Ritchie
R. A. Sargent
W. A. Taylor, one time President of Arts '15 in M. B. C.
Gladys V. Story, the only member of Arts '15 at R. V. C.
G. A. Upham.
ARTS '14.
H. M. Drost, member of McGill Orchestra.
C. O. Scott, Assistant Editor of McGill Daily.
C. H. McTavish, Actor in Senior Play.
S. F. Mocdie, ex-President of Alma Mater, M. B. C.
H. Northrup, frequent caller at R. V. C.
W. M. Smith.
S. V. Wright.
Gladys Rogers, popular lady starring in athletics.
Margaret McNiven, stage manaje-ess of Senior Play.
Delia Currie, leader of R. V. C. Rooters' Club.
Luella Greggs, actress in Senior play.
Olive Cousins, a studious woman.
Bla~che Balkwill, learning things not in books.
Isabel Bodie, Lady Bapchild in Senior Play.
C. Morgan, Nettie Lingle, Hazel McArth lr, actresses in Senior Play.
E. M. Desbrisay, E. G. Fitz Henry, Ferguson, H. D. Grant, inveterate fusser.
Ken. Rosebrugh, McGill Water Polo Team.
W. L. Frame, who his sworn to wed a co-ed.
B. P. Johnson, B. R. Perry, R. S. Perry, A. L. Wilson.
Rcbt. Pell-Irving, R. C. Flitton, J. T. Fullerton, H. C. Hughes, I. J. McNaughton, E. R. Taylor.
H. R. Patterson, D. W. Ross.
H. A. Desbrisay, E. M. Busby.
S. G. Baldwin. 76 McGILLANNUAL
Besides these students we may even claim a representative in the Law Faculty, where our former Professor of French, Mr. 0. Tyndall, is developing his
With regret McGill is anticipating the not far distant day when the new
Western University will claim all the bright minds of the Pacific Coast. McGill's
daughter college will have done her work, and great as we hope the B. C. University may become, many of us will look back with a great love to our Alma
Mater McGill. -
G. V. S., Arts '15.
UK*rtfanira or Calrulna?
Let M be the driver of an automobile working up to a velocity V. When V
becomes sufficiently great M will approach P. C, in which case V will become
equal to Zero. For small values of V, P. C. may be neglected; but if V be large
it becomes necessary to square P. C. By a well-known elementary theorem P. C.
■f f s. d. = P. C.2 When this quadrature is affected, P. C. will immediately
vanish. The quadrature may be effected by substituting XS=XXX for £ s. d.
This method is preferable when £ s. d. is a small quantity with regard to M.
Now, if we substitute J. P. for P. C, the problem becomes more difficult, since
J. P.2 is an impossible quantity. The problem can then only be solved by the
use of logs, but they must be used with care. Find when £ s. d. may be a minimum, having given P. C. = police constable, £ s. d. = pounds shillings and pence,
J. P. = Justice of the Peace, and XXX = the Customs mark on beer kegs. The- God-cf TiaiiT5^^
Maybe he is
Prof. R
SJokea Arta 'IT
Jokes Told in Class.
A certain young man is much concerned over a "muddle,
trying to straighten it out to suit himself.
-bt—son, (endeavoring to teach the pronunciation of Augustus)—
Surely,  class   (thrusting  forth  a slippered  extrimity)   you  would
not call that a feet?"   The opinion of the class was divided.
The following interesting conversation took place on the afternoon of January 30th, which it will be remembered, was the date of the Alma Mater dance:
Mr. McLennan:   Say, Miss White, does red go well with pink?
Miss White:   Well, Mr. McLennan, just what are the circumstances?
Mr. MacL.:   Well, do red roses look well with a pink dress ?
Miss W.:   Why, yes; they go very nicely together.
Mr. MacL.: Oh! I am so relieved. I have just spent all my allowance on
red roses, and now I find that she is to wear a pink dress.
Don't you think Mr. MacLennan that Ihey looked very nice? Who had
them ?   It would be mean though to tell.
In Third Year English Literary Criticism Class:
Mr. Henderson (to a bunch of boys who are laughing)
what do you find in this subject that is so interesting?"
Kemp:   Nothing, sir.
Prof. Killam, (in Kinematics Class): When you have two parallel lines so
close together that there is no distance between them, they coincide and are the
same line.
Reid:   That's Dutch.
"Rasty" Wright, (in shop) :   Say, Taylor, I've lost my voice.
Taylor:    Thank goodness.
Mr. Taylor, (explaining in shop) : Now, use plenty of chalk; chalk is cheap.
Gordon :   Yes, so is talk.
H. J. G.:    Something is preying on my mind.
E. S.:    It must be pretty hungry.
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He and She arrived at half time. '
Irish (to Buck) :   What's the score ?
Buck:    Nothing to nothing.
"She": Goody!   We haven't missed a thing!
Miss Fl n to Mr. Wright:   How long is the period of an osculation, and
how many may there be in an hour?
Mr. Wright (embarrassed) : Well—er—really, now, that all depends on
the parties engaged, I should say.
The other day Mr. Wright, in the act of attaching a 200-lb. weight to a
slender wire was startled by Miss R—s exclaiming:
"My gosh! won't it break."
A Freshette was sitting in one corner of the H. S. auditorium listening to the
lecture on "Caesar." She could not see the speaker. His voice, having at first
been very loud became lower and lower, then ceased. The freshette leaned iorr
ward and caught a glimpse of him just as he drank a glass of water.
"Looks as if he was run by water power," said she.
Prof. R.—bt—n: Why don't you change your name, Miss McAlonen ? It is
an awful nuisance. The lady in question is sorry, but she cannot do so until the
McGill students return from the East.
Prof. R—bt—n (to Miss Bissett as she comes in late) : Aren't you afraid
you'll be late on Judgment Day?"
"Oh! no, there won't be any street cars."
We have two Pecks of Loquacity in Arts '17 according to one of our professors. Another adjured Miss Woods to "pull herself to pieces," and then wondered why we smiled.
Pert Query: Is it good form for a B. B. coach to tell the girls to "shoot
themselves ?"
Southcott, entertaining the sophomore class with a charming rendition of
"Tres Moutarde", suddenly hears Prof. H. quoting Carlyle "Cease to be a hollow
sounding shell, Southcott."
As a result the class has completely lost track of the Tango.
The English professor has just finished reading a vivid description of the
nether world as portrayed in the Fairy Queen. "Now, Miss Story, what is there
peculiar about this description of Hades?"
Miss Story (serenely) :   The fact that it says that there were women there.
On that eventful day when there was skating (?) at Park Lake, most of the
second year boys were absent from Latin lecture. Miss Hutcherson was absent
too. Prof. Robertson thinks that Miss Hutcherson probably had plenty of
Smithson, (at summer school) : Say, Skipper, hold that rod where it can
be seen, this is a turning point.
Scene: Third vear Latin Class; time, Monday morning following Alma
Mater dance.
Bus. Manager:   Say, Mickey, did you get an order for an ad. at that place
you went yesterday?
.   Mickey:   I got two orders.
Bus. Mgr.:   You did, what were they?
Mickey:   One was to get out, and the other was to stay out. Juniors were born for great things, Sophs were born for small.
But it is not recorded why the Freshmen were born at all.
Momentous interview between Des B y and Miss A n, after second
year class party: "Good evening." "Good evening." "This is a very nice evening." "A very pleasant evening." "May I see you home this evening?" "Well,
not this evening."   "Good evening!"   "Good evening!"
Thus evening the matter all around.
Prof. Henry: And, Le Messurier, who does Carlysle refer to when he says
"a bulging, kneaded, crooked, shambling, squint-cornered, amorphous botch."
"I don't know, sir."   "Why he means yourself, Le Messurier, he means you."
Studious theologue. Prithee, good friend, couldst tell me when they built
yon new partition?"
Knowing Student: Why, you poor simp, that's not a partition, that big
Mrs. Buryea, taking up Mr. Dawe's picture:   "My, such soulful eyes."
Miss Pirn:   How Miss Hatch must enjoy a drink of water!
At Class Party, Miss Greggor:   I can do something you can't do.
Mr. Gibson:    (Trying to conceal curiosity)   What?
Miss Greggor:   Grow.
Conductor:   "This transfer expired some time ago.
Miss Hawe: Do you wonder! There's not a single ventilator in the car
Miss Taylor:   Didn't we have a glorious sunrise this morning!
Miss MacMillan:   Sunrise!   I was to bed quite a while before sunrise.
"Pete" Celle, deeply moved after Alma Mater dance: "My island home is
far beyond the sea, I will no longer roam." No! Pete said that she didn't go to
McGill at all.
(Prof. Henderson.)
"Graduates who are not well behaved in certain ways are not unknown."
"As a person grows older the weight of his brain decreases.   That may be
due to the loss of conceit
Miss Mounce  (in logic): "Unless help arrives we are beaten."      Frantic
attempt on part of Bill Dawe to bring help.
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Instruments and Supplies
318 Homer Street
Mercantile Bldg. VANCOUVER.B.C.
Barrister, Solicitor
514-15 Dominion Bldg.
Tel. Sey. 6216 VANCOUVER, B. C.
We buy and sell
New and Second
Hand Books
Edwin J. Galloway
872 Granville Street
J. B. Hughes
The man who introduced
College Boy's
hair cut in B.C.
Specialties are
Commercial  Hotel
Barber Shop
The M. Lester
High School Class
October 17 th 14
Telephone Seymour 1689 94 McGILL    ANNUAL
Preparatory and Advanced Classes Under the Direction of
The Vancouver Board of School Trustees.
English,    Arithmetic,    Book-keeping,     Typewriting,
Workshop Arithmetic, Mathematics
Machine construction; Engineering (preparation for
B. C. papers); Magnetism, Electricity and Electrical
Mathematical  Estimating, Building Construction
Carpentry and Joinery, Sheet Metal Working, Architectural Design.
Painting, Landscape Design, Figure Drawing, Modelling, Wood Carving, Brass and Copper Work,
Embroidery and Art Needlework.
Cooking, Dressmaking, Millinery, Embroidery, Music
Ambulance and First Aid.
Blowpipe Analysis, Forestry, Chemistry
Citizenship   and   Economics, French, German, Latin
Preparatory Classes—FREE;  Advanced Classes, $3 per Term
1st October to 31st March McGILL    ANNUAL
McGill University
Of British Columbia
Cf Courses in first
three years in Arts
and first two in
Applied SCIENCE.
Examinations and
certificates those of
McGill    University.
G. R. KENDALL, Registrar You wouldn't think of saying the chickens
'"way back East"
Could   lay  a  better   egg  than  those   "out
Likewise in line and halftone we can do as
good at least,
Furthermore, along this coast we are the
There's not a business in this world that
never needs our help,
To cope with competition, nowadays.
Consult us on creating "ads."—by all they
will be felt;
We're specialists in many different ways.
Our letter heads are works of art, as everything we do,
Good illustrated booklets can't be beat,
Street car ads. and posters in red and white
and blue
Are so striking they will knock you off your
Our bird's-eye views of real estate will sell
your lots by mail.
Attractive color pages never burn.
Machinery that is retouched does more than
cinch a sale,
In the market give distinction to a firm.
—By the Angell Ad. Poet.


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