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[The 1917 Annual] 1917

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Standing (fe/A—J. G. Fraser (Assoc. Lit. Ed) R. L. Voiium (Asst. Advt. Man.)      C. HIghmoor (Society)
A. Damer (illustrating)
Standing (right)—A. L. Marshall (Circuiatior.)     L. P. Smith (Humorous)    I. M. Thomas (Assoc. Lit. Ed.)
Sitting—S. Clement  (Society) C. P. Munday  (Editor-in-Chief) E. V. Mutch (Associate Editor)
H. White (Assoc. Lit. Ed.) N. E. Coy (Athletics)
OnFloor-E. McKay (Assoc. Lit. Ed.) J. B. Story (Athletics) S. MoGuire (Alumni)
H. Dunlop (Asst. Advt. Man.)       W. Livingstone (Military)
R. McPhee (Assoc. Lit. Ed.)   E. Richards (Advertising Manager)
I. A. Shaw (Business Manager) O. M. Orr (Assoc. Lit. Ed.)
Two Now that the session is ended, those who have borne the burden and the heat of the
day realize that for the number of students in our University we have had too many activities to enable the attainment of as high a standard1 of scholarship as would otherwise be
possible. It is true that some day our institution will need these, and that for the students who will
come after us, we are laying foundations which will make their course of greater benefit, as firmly
established organizations; and they, if they think of this, will say of us, that we "builded better than
we knew." This foresight; this recognition of a debt we owe, not to contemporary society alone,
but to those of the distant future; this unemotional, prosaic effort, which for the labor expended can
receive no adequate return—this is the only justification for our having carried so heavy a list of
activities this year.
Bift if they should not think so? It may be thought we were indifferent to the subtle, ennobling influences gradually evolving from The Great War. Our later critics may look ba<jk upon us
a cruelly unsympathetic student body and wonder why we did not forego all activities in order to throw our whftle weight
of support upon patriotic societies alone—our own Red Cross for instance. How are we to be justified when our deeds have
been entered in the history of our University; when those who knew us not, call our record before the bar and analyze our
motives; and when we in the far corners of the earth,  cannot make reply?
We cannot compel posterity to read as we prefer, or to accept our versions. But here we have gathered the achievements
of the year, crystallized as it were, in the record, and offer them as greetings to "our boys" who are "doing their bit" in The
Great War. There are some from our ranks—"God's soldier-sa.'nts"—who "sleep well"; in memory of them, have our common
tasks, our routine of activities, and the main purpose of our University—our studies, been performed in a light or careless spirit?
Under the tragic influence of their memory, may it be that we also dedicate our lives in the homeland sphere to their highest and
noblest possibilities.
Three In Recognition
of the   sacrifice made by
those of our comrades
"who took the khaki and the gun
instead of cap and gown"—
the Annual  of 1916-1917
is respectfully dedicated.
Four Five 3fon? Jtftly, Ntttetmt-&txt*?n
"He stood and talked with others, on the deck,"
This is the last that we shall know of him;
And of the great grey battleship, a speck
Storm-tossed and drifting shoreward, tells the grim
Too common tale—the shuddering pause, and then
One common coffin for her men.
And he, whom Life had loved so well, who gave
Back to her freely all her richest store,
Who trod her farthest frontiers in the brave
Young days of danger, daring death before
He had drunk deep of life—what memories then
Had he, the captain of a world of men?
The desert spared him, tho' it took for toll
The life that England sought, too late, to save,
(And England ill could spare that steadfast soul!)
The border-tribes let fall the spear, and gave
Obedience to the man whose word they knew
Once spoken, never proved his act untrue.
The veldt (that murdered more than lives of men)
Became his path to peace; the little wars
Waged in the favored land's beyond the ken
Of wrangling politicians, left their scars
And traced the deep lines deeper—steeled his soul
To loneliness—but Death withheld his toll.
Egypt and India felt his iron hand
In times of peace—but Sikh or Dervish knew
Their cause was his; who took no lofty stand
Throne-wise upon a dais, hid from view
'Neath carven canopy, but moved among
The crowds, with rapier-glance and silent tongue.
This was his long apprentice-ship—and then
The flash of powder and the trumpet-call
Wakened from slumber all an Empire's men
And sent them grimly out to fight and fall
Under his orders; his the mighty brain
That formed the plan and made the doing plain.
Then, his stupendous task well done—a land
Civilian, by its own slow-moving will
Become an army under his command—
He faced, with eyes as unrelenting still ,
As when he looked on Gordon's lonely grave, *~
The bitter end—"Himself he could not save."*
What thoughts were his in those last moments, when
He knew the work he lived to do, was done?
What thoughts are his among those mighty men
Whom he has joined, out there beyond the sun?
Up past the Orkneys all the sea suns red
Into the sunset.    Kitchener is dead.
-Elspeth Honeyman.
Six fro faina.
JN the year of Grace, nineteen hundred and seventeen, the U. B. C. Annual comes into being at a time when stirring deeds are
the order of the day; a time so momentous that never before, during all the history of the ages, has the world been called upon
to face so grave a crisis; when all the carefully-built-up fabric of Christianity seems to be tottering to its fall, under the
scourge of the most ruthless and sanguinary people that the world has ever known; whose deeds of brutal savagery make the
atrocities of their barbarian ancestor, Attila, seem mild by comparison, and even eclipse the mad-cap antics of Nero, "The
Fiddler," whose deeds have been long regarded as the highwater-mark of human depravity.
At such a time as this we naturally ask ourselves the question, "What is the University of British Columbia doing, as its
share in helping to save the world from this threatened catastrophe?" Loud and high the answer comes, "On the blood-red fields
of France and Belgium, on the desert wastes of Mesopotamia, on the rocky shores of Gallipoli and Salonika, even on the Eastern
front, in the realm of the Great Bear, are the men who formed the first classes of this University, cheerfully laying down their
lives in defence of the sacred cause they hold so dear, and although the U. B. C. is the youngest University in Canada, not one
can show a more splendid record."
Nine men killed, approximately forty wounded, three prisoners of war and five who have won decorations, seems to show
that our boys were always there, when the going was the hardest and the outlook most dark.
We have indeed reason to be proud of our men at the front, some of them merely boys in years, yet who in the thick of
bloodiest onslaughts, and in the midst of the most damnable of shell fires, coolly and carefully gave back shot for shot, and
opposed bayonet to bayonet, so manfully that the "fiery Hun" would much sooner attack anywhere else than on the Canadian
It is not only on the battle field, however, that the University is doing "her bit." Here at home, we have one of the finest
Officers' Training Corps in the Dominion, whose work has done much to help the Military authorities, of this District, as the
demand for trained officers is always greater than the supply.
The Red Cross work, undertaken by the women of the University, shows that they too have a feeling of responsibility to
the Empire during this trying period. This society is one which is doing work of almost incalculable value in helping our boys
at the front; and we are sure that if the women could only hear the words of praise given by grateful soldiers, they would put
forth greater efforts still. «;   *
Another form of University war activity is the work lately undertaken by Prof. Killam, with the intention of giving a short
course in Gas Engineering. In this, the most technical and scientific of wars, the man with a knowledge of motor engines
is in great demand.   The course is very young yet, but great things may be expected from it.
From this short summary of the University war work, it would seem that we should have every confidence in the way in
which our Alma Mater has assumed its share of the burdens arising from this war. But this is by no means a good and sufficient
reason for us to rest on our oars and say to ourselves, "We have done much. Let others do their share." It must not be; for,
ever the cry from the trenches is: "More men, more socks, more bandages, more of this and that, and always more supplies";
to which the work carried out by those who remain at home is the only answer we have. Let this be your motto, that so long
as this conflict rages you will give work, more work and still more work, for in this way alone can you back the men who are
shedding their blood for you.
Seven Eight "... and to the saner mind
We rather seem the dead who stayed behind."
R. BUNN.—Raymond was one of our boys who enlisted with the first draft of No. 1 McGill Company. Like the others,
he left Vancouver early in the spring of 1915, and after an unusually short period of training was sent over to reinforce the
Princess Pats. Bunn, on account of his genial smile, was a general favorite with every one in the company. When the mud
was thickest and the rain heaviest, "Bunnie's" smile was always in evidence. He was very fortunate all through the dreary
winter of 1915-16, never receiving a scratch until that fateful June 2nd arrived, when so many of our boys fell before the fury
of the Hun. From all accounts Bunn was wounded early in the fighting on that day. He had his wounds dressed and was
left by himself in the shelter of the trench. When the stretcher-party returned, Bunn had disappeared, for at this point in
the trench an enormous shell crater had been formed by the bursting of a "Johnson." An exceedingly careful search was
then instituted for him, but without a single clue of any sort being found. For a long while his relatives have hoped against
hope, that he had been moved before the big shell arrived
ARMOUR JEFFS (Arts '18).—Pte. Jeffs, son of Dr. Jeffs of this city, joined the first McGill Overseas draft to the Princess
Pats, leaving here in April, 1915. He proceeded with his company to Montreal and thence to England, where he underwent
his final training. Jeffs, who was the smallest man of the company, standing just the requisite "five feet five," was a friend to
all, but particularly to Ian Gibson, "six feet four," the biggest man in the "Pats." The sight of these two chums wandering
around together was quite striking, and helped to make them the two best known men in the company. Pte. Jeffs fought all
through the winter of 1915-16, and well on into the summer, without receiving a scratch; but on June 2nd, with a great many
other Vancouver boys, he made the supreme sacrifice.
At first hope was entertained that he would eventually turn up, but nine months have now elapsed without word of any
kind.   A boy in years, yes, but "every inch a man," in the last great test of all.
W. W. MATHERS.—Still another of that ill-fated company, the first draft to the "Princess Pats," was "Ford" Mathers,
who joined up in April of 1915, going overseas with his company in May. With the others he underwent training at Shorn-
cliff, and first saw service at the historic old town of Armentiers, where he did splendid work in keeping up the spirits of his
Throughout the winter of 1915-16, he fought without being wounded, never complaining at any of the thousand, a*hd one
discomforts in the trenches, playing the man in the biggest game of all. ■»
He took up machine gun work during the winter, and was soon appointed to the machine gun squad. This squad is known
as the "Suicide Gang," for it is one of the most dangerous and exacting positions in the front line. But, as we have said before,
he was very fortunate, until that dreadful day of June 2nd arrived. "Ford" was last seen with his gun, helping to stem the
torrent of grey-coated figures swarming across "No Man's Land"; and although diligent efforts were made to find him, no
trace was ever discovered, nor have his relatives ever received any word other than rumours of various sorts.
There is a slight possibility of Pte. Mathers being a prisoner of war; but even though that probability is very obscure, we
all hope that his relatives may some day soon be cheered by good news of him.
C. M. HARDIE (Sc. '18) joined the first McGill Overseas draft which left Vancouver on April 4th, 1915, and proceeded to
Montreal to undergo his training in that city. When the company arrived in England, Pte. Hardie, on account of his fearlessness and natural ability, was chosen as a bomb-thrower. On his arrival in France, his sunny nature and cheerful disposition
made him a universal favorite, not only with the members of his own company, but with the "Old Pats" as well.
Nine After serving nine months, Pte. Hardie was wounded through the right elbow, while acting as mail-carrier in the Ypres
salient. He was rushed to the clearing station, where his wound was dressed, and thence to England. While there the Editor
had the privilege of seeing him quite frequently, and often discussed the possibility of getting back to the dear homeland, that
he had left so long ago. However, in September he was again sent to France. This time he went to the Somme and was one of
those who participated in the taking of Thiepval, a fortress which had long held up the Australians, but fell to the persistent
hammering of the Canadians. Soon after this Pte. Hardie was struck on the head by a flying piece of shrapnel and stunned.
This wound was not at first thought to be serious, but three days later an operation had to be performed, which was, however,
LT. H. E. GIBSON.—Harold Gibson was another of the University men who joined the first P. P. C. L. I. draft, and, along
with the others of his company, went into action at Armentiers during the early summer of 1915. He too was a general favorite;
of a thoughtful, quiet nature. His unvarying cheerfulness under all conditions of discomfort won the respect of officers and
men alike. While a private in the "Pats," he went through all the heavy fighting with that unit, up to and including the most
famous of all days, the 2nd of June, 1916. On that day Pte. Gibson was slightly wounded and sent to a hospital in England.
During the period of his convalescence, Pte. Gibson was able able to get in touch with the authorities, who granted him permission to attend a school of instruction. Obtaining his lieutenancy in September, he was appointed to the 58th Battalion, and again
saw service, this time at the Somme. Here his battalion went into action at , and lost sixty-five per cent, of its officers, including himself. He was posted as missing for some considerable time; but there seemed to be no doubt that he had met his
death at the head of his men, in one of the bloodiest battles of the war, but which resulted in the taking of a position of almost
incalculable value.
L. B. SMITH (Student at Latimer Hall).—Pte. Smith enlisted with the third Overseas Company from McGill University,
and was sent with that company to the Princess Pats. After training for a short time in England, Pte. Smith went to France late
in 1915.   He did his full share of the hard work of the winter, and was officially reported killed after June 2nd, 1916.
C. WILSON joined one of the early battalions for service at the front, by special request, owing to the fact that he spoke
German fluently, and was of great value to his corps in performing the work of an interpreter. He was attached to the 16th
Battalion of Canadian Scottish, and was reported killed in January, 1917.
We very much regret that we are unable to furnish pictures of these two men, whose supreme sacrifice entitles them to
a place in our gallery of heroes who have given their all for the sake of their ideals. ,
K. McLENNAN.—"Kenny" left Vancouver with a detachment from the Canadian Army Medical Corps, which left here early
in 1915.   After the usual period of training in England he was sent to France.   He was killed but eight days after reaching the
We are very sorry that we have also been unable to obtain a photograph of Pte. McLennan, for we feel that his splendid
example of doing his duty entitles him particularly to a place of honor amongst our fallen heroes.
COLIN HARVEY (Sc. Lt. 3rd Battalion, South Lancashire Regiment).—Lt. Harvey went to England in the spring of
1915, and after attending a school of instruction at Harrogate, obtained his commission in the above mentioned regiment, one
of the famous old English regiments. The remainder of his training was taken at Harrogate and Great Crosby, where the
battalion was rounded into shape. His regiment was ordered to France in August, 1915, so that he served throughout the
winter of 1915-16 without hurt of any kind. Almost a year later, however, while leading a bombing attack on July 7", 1916, he
fell, shot through the head by a German sniper. His work with the battalion was of the very finest, as Sir John French and
Sir Douglas Haig both mentioned Lt. Harvey for gallant conduct on the field.
Ten C. T. CREERY (Sc. '18), Killed in Action.—"Cuthie" Creery joined up with 11th C. M. R.'s early in the spring of 1915,
trained with them in Canada and proceeded with them to England. While there, he was. able to transfer to the Royal Flying
Corps, and obtained his commission in that branch of the service in December, 1915.
He was sent to France in April, 1916, and first experienced active service flying at Armentiers, near the border of France
and Belgium. He had the misfortune to be wounded slightly in an aeroplane accident in May, but soon recovered, and took
part in many daring air-raids on the railways and Zeppelin hangars in Belgium. His squadron was sent down to the Somme
to participate in the big push, where it did splendid work, being thanked, in person, by Sir Douglas Haig.
After serving for nearly five months in this locality, Lt. Creery was instantly killed in an aerial battle on January 20, 1917.
His body was found later, and buried with all honors at Hailly, France.
Sty* (Dffitm* Straining (tops, 101fi~ir.
On the outbreak of war, the students of the University, then known as McGill College, formed themselves into an Officers'
Training Corps, with the object of providing efficient officers for the Canadian Expeditionary Force. The enrollment consisted of nearly one hundred and seventy men, of whom thirty-one enlisted immediately for overseas service; of the
remainder, the majority, in fact, nearly one hundred and fifty, have since joined. This work, so ably commenced by Prof. H.
Logan, has been carried on through two succeeding years, with the result that about 70 per cent, of our boys have joined up
each year. Dr. Wesbrook, on coming to the University, was appointed Officer in Command, with Captains Jordan and Elliott
in charge of the actual training work. The fesult has been that every branch of the army and navy contains young men who
received their primary instruction in the ranks of our C. O. T. C.
Because of the fact that a certain amount of drill is compulsory for all male students, the work of the Training Corps is
divided into two distinct classes, those who are taking all the drill possible because they are going overseas, and those of the
"Conscript Gang," who are taking drill because it is impossible to avoid it. In the one case the men receive fifty per cent, more
drill than the others.
This year the new Ross Rifles arrived, and 6ur men are now able to undertake drill of a more interesting character.
With the aid of the rifles and a shooting gallery, the inevitable boredom and lack of interest, which has a tendency to
crop up in any company taking primary drill has been overcome. Skirmishing, day and night manoeuvres, trench diggfng, the
making of loop holes andi machine gun emplacement, rifle shooting, bayonet exercises and bomb throwing are highly -interesting
and of the utmost importance to those who in time of need may be called upon to defend their home and country. At present,
of course, it is impossible to give training in these, but after the war, we confidently expect that a thorough course along these,
lines will be given, so that every man may be qualified to perform the highest duties of citizenship with the least possible expense to his country. That is what has been done in Germany during the past twenty years, with the result that with "two
miserable allies," she is able to defy the whole world, and although the Germans are fiends incarnate, yet they have brains of
the brilliant sort which we would like to see in the possession of, we'll say, our Higher Command.
Given a sufficient number of students, there does not seem to be any reason why our present C. O. T. C. should not
expand into a large school of military instruction where engineering and theoretical work could be given to regular army
officers, somewhat after the manner of Kingston or West Point of today. A school of this sort situated in Vancouver would
derive immense advantages from its natural location, where complicated practical problems for the engineer and gunnery
officer can be found within an hour's march of the city.
One thing, however, is certain, that our C. O. T. C. has done an immense amount of work already and, it may be, has laid
the foundation stone of bigger things to follow.
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R. H CREERY, 2nd Lt. R. G. A.—"Ronnie" enlisted as a private in the 87th Battalion from Vancouver. Went to England
in a draft, June, 1915. Trained there for two months, and was sent to France in August, 1915. Given a commission in the Royal
Garrison Artillery in December, 1915. Back to France, July, 1916. Wounded slightly in shoulder and leg, January 31, 1917.
After five weeks, was discharged from the hospital, and is now back with his battery.
G. CRAIG (Arts '16).—Enlisted with 2nd Overseas Company, from McGill University. Trained at Montreal. Joined 1st
Company in June and went with them to "Princess Pats." On June 2, 1916, was captured, in company with A. Munroe, and
slightly wounded in the back.   Was last heard from teaching school in Poland at Ph—rts—xyz.
C. V. H. MACFARLANE (Arts'19).—Joined 46th Battery in fall of 1915. Left for overseas January, 1916. Trained at
Bramshott. After two months' service in France, had his right leg broken in two places by a kick from a horse. Convalescent
in England at Epsom.   Has been pronounced fit again by the Medical Board and has rejoined his battery.
A. McDOUGAL-—Joined first reinforcements' company of P. P. C. L. I. Trained in England as a bomb-thrower. Was
through all the hard fighting in Ypres and two months on the Somme, without a scratch. Was given a commission in the Pats.
For meritorious work in the field, was appointed bombing officer. Knocked out by a bomb while leading an attack. Lost right
leg above the knee and had left arm broken.   Is returning home soon.
W. G. McLELLAN (Arts '18).—Enlisted with first Overseas Company of McGill University. Trained in England. Was
the first Vancouver boy to be wounded, losing an eye on the Somme, October, 1915. Sent to England and given discharge on
convalescence.   Returned home February, 1916.
S. B. PLUMMER (Sc. '16).—Enlisted with first McGill draft to Princess Pats. Trained in England. Took up machine gun
work in France. Was severely wounded June 2, 1916, at Ypres, and taken to England. On being able to get around again,
he was appointed to a school of instruction, where he obtained his commission, and has since been appointed to his old battalion,
the P. P. C. L. I.
R. H. SIMONDS (Art '18).—Enlisted with McGill Overseas Company, April, 1915. Was trained as a bomb-thrower in
England. Fought through the summer o fl916 without receiving a mark of any kind, but was wounded on the Somme in the
fall of 1916. His wounds were not serious and he was soon able to rejoin his company. There is a report that he has-received
his commission in the "Pats," but we have obtained no confirmation of this matter.   If it is correct, we wish him ever$£ success.
R. M. WILSON, "Scotty" (Arts '17).—Enlisted with McGill draft. Joined Princess Pats at Armen-tieres. Had slight
touch of fever in fall of 1915. Was wounded one night through the right shoulder while on a "bligging patrol." Sent to England, where the arm was found to be semi-paralyzed.    Returned home on leave, February, 1917.
W. A. WRIGHT, "Rasty" (Sc. '16).—Enlisted in first draft to P. P. C. L- I. from McGill University. Left Vancouver as
a corporal in partial charge of Vancouver section. Trained at Montreal and Niagara before going overseas. Was wounded
severely on June 2nd at Ypres. From all accounts "Rasty" tried to stop a large percentage of Krupp Works, being covered
with numerous wounds which, though not severe, were exceedingly painful. At present he is attending a school of instruction
at Epson.
H. F. G. LETSON, Lt. 54th Battalion.—Information has just been received of the wounding of H. F. G. Letson, who is
the first member of the 196th Battalion to be injured in the war. Harry left here as a sergeant in the 196th. On arriving in
England he was given his commission and drafted to the 54th Battalion.   We wish him a speedy recovery.
Thirteen S. F. GALBRAITH (Theological Student at Latimer Hall).—Enlisted in first draft of McGill Overseas Company. Trained
as a machine gunner while in England. Was the first man to be scratched in his company, being burnt on the back of the hand
by a German bullet, without doing any harm other than causing him to give vent to an exclamation not learned at Latimer Hall.
Was wounded during the Ypres fighting, but, having been pronounced fit, has rejoined his regiment.
I. GIBSON (Arts '16).—Enlisted with the first Overseas Company sent from McGill University to the Princess Pats. Left
Vancouver April 4, 1915, as corporal in charge of the section from this city. Went through the winter of 1915-16 without a
scratch. Was wounded about the head, on June 2, at Ypres, losing partially the sight of one eye. Sent to England, where, after
convalescence, he was attached for duty at the base, being permanently unfit for active service abroad.
W. LIVINGSTONE (Sc. '16).—Enlisted with first McGill draft in March, 1915. Given commission in Royal Engineers,
November, 1915. Wounded on Ypres-Commiers Canal, December, 1915 (slight). Wounded again at St. Eloi, January, 1916.
Discharged.    Returned to Vancouver September, 1916.    Rejoined February, 1917.
A. MUNROE (Theological Student at Latimer Hall).—Enlisted with first McGill Overseas draft to P. P. C. L. I. in spring
of 1915. Trained at Montreal and Niagara before going to England. Was severely wounded and taken prisoner at Ypres on
June 2, 1916. Wounds in right leg and left arm, so serious that he has practically lost the use of both members. Was last
heard from at *Krieggefengenlaaeger, Dulmen i.w.    (*Being Irish by extraction, we do not vouch for the spelling.)
H. J. CAMERON (Sc. '16).—Went overseas early in summer, 1915, and obtained a commission in the 63rd Naval Division.
Went down with the Mediterranean Expedition, and has since been wounded; how severely we are unable to say, but hope that
it will not be long before he is back into harness again.
E. CRUTE— Student of Theology at Latimer Hall prior to War; enlisted with first McGill draft to P. P. C. L. I. in April,
1915. Trained for some months as a machine gunner. Wounded in the shoulder and arm at Ypres in May. On becoming
convalescent he was appointed instructor at the base camp, but has lately rejoined his battalion in France.
M. DesBRISAY (Arts '16).—Enlisted with 1st McGill Overseas Company, March, 1915. Took up machine gun work
while in France. Wounded in the leg during third German attack on Ypres, June 2, 1916. Lay for three days without attention
in shell-swept trench. Taken to England, where on convalescence he was declared unfit for further military service. Given
convalescent discharge December, 1916, on returning home.   Now in the Senior year at University.
L. ELLIOT (Arts '19).—Enlisted with first draft of McGill Overseas Company in March, 1915. He, like the others, took
up machine gun work. Was wounded on June 4, after passing unscathed through the inferno of the 2nd. Sent tgiEngland, and,
after convalescence, was judged unfit for further military service. Arrived home in January, 1917, suffering fro.nr*a broken eardrum.   Given convalescent discharge.
G. FOWLER (Sc. '19).—Enlisted with first draft to Princess Pats in spring of 1915. Had his shoulder pierced by a piece
of shell, and, while lying on the ground having his wounds dressed, was again struck, this time by the nose-cap of a "Whizz
Bang," which broke his arm at the elbow. "Buddy" did not reach England, as his wounds were not judged to be of a severe
nature, and has again joined his battalion at the front. We should dearly love to have heard his comments on not getting to
G. L. FRASER (Sc. '18).—Enlisted in first Overseas draft of McGill University in the spring of 1915, and, while training in
England, took up bomb-throwing as a pastime. Was given his corporal's stripes, near the end of December. Wounded slightly
in the shoulder while at Ypres. Returned to duty in September, 1916. Was again wounded while on the Somme, this time
severely. Granted Military Medal for gallantry in action. On convalescence in England, was judged unfit for further service
and is now on his way home.
Fourteen GDn Arlte &mrir&.
Anderson, A. J., 196th Battalion.
Anderson, C. W., 72nd Battalion.
Anderson, J. A., 196th Battalion.
Archibald, A. J., 6th Engineers.
Banfield, W. O., 68th Battery.
Baxter, F. R., 50th Battery.
Berry, E. W., 9th Brigade H. Q. S.
Best, E. L-, 196th Battalion.
Bickell, W. A. B., M. T., A. S. C.
Blair, A. G., 231st Battalion.
Bunn, R. S., P. P. C. L. I. (missing,
June 2, 1916).
Brock, Major R. W., 196th Battalion.
Bennett, J. L., 196th Battalion.
Cameron, H. J., 63rd Naval
Division (wounded).
Campbell, F. C, 196th Battalion.
Clark, G. S., 231st Battalion.
Cline, H. M., 231st Battalion.
Coates, W. W., 68th Battery.
Coughlan, J. C, P. P. C. L. I. (disabled in England).
Craig, G., P. P. C. L. I.  (prisoner
of war).
Creery, C. J., Lt. R. F. C. (killed in
Creery, K. A., Lt. R. F C.
Creery, R. N., Lt. Artillery, No. 12
Siege Battery (wounded).
Creighton, C. P., Lt. R. F. C.
Cross, G. C, 196th Battalion.
Carter, B., H. Q. S. 9th Brigade.
Crute, E., P. P. C. L. I. (wounded).
Clement, C. M., Capt. R. F. C.
Coles, E. M., R. F. C.
Dawe, W. A., Lt. 7th (Canadians');
Military Medal.
DesBrisay, H. A. (returned).
DesBrisay, M., P. P. C. L. I.
(wounded, returned).
Dixon, G. C, Imperial Artillery,
O. T. C.
Duncan, C. A., 196th Battalion.
' Dunstan, A. B., B. C. Engineers.
Day, F. J., 196th Battalion
Duncan, R. G., 102nd Battalion.
Drewry, J. H., R. F. C.
Elliott, L. M„ P. P. C. L. I.
(wounded, returned).
Ellison, P., C. M. R.
Emmons, E. F., C. A. M. C,
Evans, C. S., Sgt. 196th Battalion.
Eastman, Dr. M., 196th Battalion
Fountain, G. F., 46th (Canadians).
Fowler, G, P. P. C. L I.
Frampton, G., Sgt. Signallers.
Frampton, C. S., 25th Battalion.
Fraser, G L, Sgt. P. P. C. L. I.
(wounded twice).
Gillespie, R. M.
Gillie, K. B., H. Q. S. 9th Brigade.
Gordon, A. M., 3rd. Div. Signallers.
Galbraith, S. T., P. P. C. L. I.
Gibson, H. A. F., Lt. P. P. C. L. I.
(killed in action).
Goodman, E. M., M. T. A. S. C.     ,
Gibson, T. I., P. P. C. L. I.
Gale, W. A., 62nd Battery.
Gregg, E. E.
Harvie, C. M., P. P. C. L I. (died
of wounds).
Harvey, O. C, Lt. 7th South Lane's
(killed in action).
Helme, H., M. T. A. S. C.
Heynen, R. H., K. R. R. C.
Holmes, A. T. F., 196th Battalion.
Hoult, J. H., P. P. C. L. I.
Hughes, N. V., 196th Battalion.
Hurst, A. M., 196th Battalion.
Hamilton, R. S.
Jackson,  Major J. A., 29th  Battalion (Military Cross).
Jeffs, W. A. C, P. P. C. L. I.
(missing, June 2, 1916).
Johnston, H. L., 2nd Army Troops
Kearne, G. N., 47th Battalion.
Kerr, J. H., Lt. 196th Battalion.
Lambert, N. D., Imperial O. T. C.
Lawrence, J. L., Strathcona Horse.
Lawson, D. M., 196th Battalion.
LeMessurier, E., Lieut. 143rd
LeMessurier, T., R. F. C.
Letson, H. F. G, Lt. 54th Battalion
Lett, S., Lt. 121st (W. I.) Battalion.
Lord, A. E., 196th Battalion.
Lord, E. E., Lt. R. E.
Livingstone, W., Lt. R. E. (wounded twice, returned).
Logan, H. T., 4th Div. M. G. ■
Leckie, C. P., R. F. C.
Mathers, F., 46th Battery.
Mathers,  W.  W.,   P.   P.   C.   L.   L
(Missing June 2, 1916)
Maxwell, W. F., 46th Battery.
Mayers, J. C. F., 196th Battalion.
Meekison, D. M., Sgt 196th Bat.
Merrill, G. H., 196th Battalion.
Miller,  A.  H.,  196th  Battalion.
Miller,  C, 46th Battalion.
Milton,  E. L., 46th Battery.
Moore, G. B., Lt. R. F. C.
Morrison, A. H., 46th Battery.
Morrison, L. A., 68th Battery.
Murray, K. W., 196th Battalion.
Munro, A., P. P. C. L I,
(Wounder—Prisone*»of war)
May, J. G, 62nd BatteVy.
MacFarlane, C. V. H., 46th Battery.
(Injured in France)
MacLennan,   N.   K.   F.,   C.A.M.C.
(Died of wounds)
MacLeod,  W.  R.,  196th Battalion.
MacPherson,   G.  A.,   Lt.  Tyneside
. McPherson, C. S-, Lt. P. P. C. L. I.
McPhalen, H. C, 46th Battery.
McAfee, W. R., 50th Battery.
McGown,  T.,  68th  Battery.
Mcllvride, R., 27th Battalion.
(Military Medal)
McLelan, A. G., Lt. 6th Brigade.
Fifteen pCER^ortHf;
O.T. C.
Uai versify of   b.C.
Military Medal
(Arts ' 1 6)
7th Battalion
Sixteen McLellan,  W.  G„  P.  P.  C.  L.  I.
(Wounded. Returned)
McNamara, J. A., 6th C. E.
McTavish,   A.   M.,   121st   (W.   I.)
McDiarmid, D. DeC, 62nd Battery.
Palmer, R.  C, 196th Battalion.
Palmer, W.  M.
Pim, E. H., H. Q. S., 9th Brigade.
Plummer, S. B., Lt. P. P. C. L. I.
Powell, F. T. S., Capt. Pay Office.
Powell, H. M., B. C. Horse.
Payne, W. R., 231st Battalion.
Pearse, H. A., 62nd Battery.
Rae, D. H., H. Q. S., 6th Brigade.
(Military Medal)
Ritchie, R. G.
Rose, H. A., 68th Battery.
Ray, G. H., R. F. C.
Rive, A., 196th Battalion.
Sclater, J. L, Lt. 7th Battalion.
Scott, G. W., Scout H. Q. S., 6th
Scott, S. M., 196th Battalion.
Seidelman, E. J.
Sexsmith,   F.   F.  B.,  Imperial  Artillery O. T. C.
Shearman, T. S. B., 196th Battalion.
Simonds, R. H., Lt. P. P. C. L. I.
Smeeton, J. T., Lt. 54th Battalion.
Smith, L. B., P. P. C. L. I.
(Killed in action)
Southcott, J. P. C, 68th Battery. '
Stephen, J. F., M. T. A. S. C.
Smith, R. R.
Stewart, E. R. ,196th Battalion.
Stone, C. E., 68th Battery.
Schofield, S. T., Lt. 196th Battalion.
Stewart, C. C, 196th Battalion.
•Southam, H. D., C. A. M. C.
Smith, R., 68th Battery.
Taylor, J.- M.
Thompson, A. B.
Thompson, D. L., 46th Battalion.
Timberlake, M., 46th Battalion.
Traves, C. W., 196th Battalion.
Traves,  E.  C, 196th  Battalion.
Trapp, D. J., C. E.
Usher,  C, 68th  Battery.
Waddington, G. W., No. 1, F. A.,
C. A. M. C.
Wade, H. R., Motor Boat Patrol.
Walkinshaw, W .R., 46th Battery.
Wallis, P. R. M., Capt. 16th Can.
Scots.    (Wounded)
Walsh, H. E., Div. Signal Corps.
Weart, J. F., Sgt. Imperial Training .School.
Wilson,   C,  16th   Battalion.
(Killed in action)
Wilson, F. R., 196th Battalion.
Wilson, R. M., P. P. C. L. I.
Wilson, W. C, 46th Battery.
Wilkinson,  E. C, 196th Battalion.
Woodward,  E.  R.,  Lt. Tunneling
Co., C. E.
Wright, D. A., Cpl. P. P. C. L. I.
Wright, R. C, 68th Battery.
Fraser, Jackson, Rae, Mcllvride and Dawe are the men who have conferred the highest honors on their University by
winning decorations for gallantry in action. These splendid fellows, by simply doing what they considered their duty, have
won for themselves a niche in the hall of fame, which will last as long as our Varsity shall endure.
The deeds which won these men their coveted honors would form a noble narrative were one permitted to obtain it, but
unfortunately their modesty is as great as tTieir bravery. For they keep the stories of their exploits locked within their
breasts, and as a result, we who would like to hear them must be content with knowing that, though the doers themselves
make light of them, their deeds would fill an honorable page in Canadian history, or any other, for that matter. Lyle Fraser,
in particular, is so reticent that he has not even told his people at home; they learned from mutual friends in England that he
has obtained the medal. It is rather unfortunate that we are unable to obtain these stories, for we think that they would not
only make a very strong appeal to those who have not gone, but would be used as an incentive to those of the younger generation who are at the right age to appreciate these things.
Of course, the majority were men of McGill, B. C, and so we cannot claim them as U. B. C. men; yet they are the men
who laid the foundations of our present University, and some recognition is certainly nothing more than their due. There
are nearly two dozen Military Crosses among this number, and at least two D. S. O's., a fact which makes us very proud of
our B. C. boys, whether of old McGill, or U. B. C.
University men of British Columbia, we rise to salute you, for your deeds have helped to make British Columbia's "Iron.
Brigade" famous in a nation famed for its regiments and their glorious traditions.
Seventeen Erii (EroBfi Bamty.
In these days, when so much is being done to keep the home-
fires burning and draw our thoughts from the battlefields, there
is a danger, seeing the Red Cross work succeed so well, that
we shall forget or be careless to do our bit.    After such splendid addresses as that of Miss Maclnnes to the W. L. S., and Sir
Herbert Ames to the student body, a few more workers turned
out, but it was not long before this influence had ceased to
operate, and the Red Cross rooms were once more practically
empty.    There are many to whom our organization is deeply
indebted.    We very much appreciate the financial support we
have had from the Players' Club.    From it we received $200 in
the spring of 1916.    In September Mrs. Harvey held a garden
party at her home, and kindly donated $26 of the proceeds to our
society.    This, together with gifts from several of the faculty
wives,  the  proceeds  from  the  raffle  of  "Bacon's  History  of
Henry VII." donated by Mr. Robertson, and the monthly fee of
25  cents  from  the  members,  has  been  the  mainstay  of  our
treasury.    Thirty dollars of this money was given to the city
headquarters to purchase comfort bags for the men.    All   the
rest has been used to buy material. ~
The society has carried on last year's traditions and the boxes sent to the central depot have been declared by Mrs. Mills
to be splendid and perfect in every way.    This gratifying report has been possible only through the conscientious work of Miss
Maclnnes and her executive who have devoted so much of their time to the
On March 13th a tag day was held in the University, and the sum of
$50.87 realized. We have been reminded lately that "He profiteth most who
serveth best." That the male members of our Alma Mater have done their
share is unquestionable. In future years, when comparing universities, it will
be asked, how did you serve your country in its time of need? Shall we be
able to say, "We did our utmost?"
I. Harvey
M.   H.   Hardie
Miss Maclnnes
P. Gintzburger
Eighteen Stttrtrtrttta
The original of this poem, which has not been published previously, was formerly in the possession of Mr. A. N. St. John
Mildmay. It was presented to President Suzzallo as a gift to the
University of Washington from members of the Faculty of U. B. G.
Something so tender fills the air to-day,
What it may be—or mean, no voice can say—
But all the harsh, hard things seem far away.
Something so restful lies on lake and shore,
The world seems anchored, and life's petty war
Of haste and labour gone for ever more.
Something so holy lies upon the land
Like to a blessing from some saintly head,
A Peace we feel, tho' cannot understand.
—Pauline Johnson.
Nineteen Twenty
1. Behind the Sandbags
2. Princess Patricias
Gun Section Entering Trenches
3.  S. B. Plummer
5.  Standing on Right:
8. Off Duty In Trenches
i.  E. Crute   (on left)
Rasty Wright, Sc. '17
9. R. Symonds
M. DesBrisay
6. E. Crute and Eric Woodward
R. Macpherson
S. B. Plummer  (onright)
7.  Locke Elliot
Lyall Fraser Jfoak nf &tm«t
Autumn maples flame and flicker o'er the western sky tonight—
Freak   of   sunset!    There   is   Vulcan   on   the   far   Olympic
Vulcan knotted o'er his anvil,  sledge  upraised with  Titan
'Mid the purpling billows surging, frothing the ethereal main,
As the armor of Aeneas glows to form beneath the stroke,
Blue   steel's   supple   sinews   blended   with    the   stubborn
strength of oak.
Surely Venus leans beside him, by thin rosy mists half-veiled,
As the billowed clouds, fanned crimson, round their feet are
Fiery core,  empurpled  embers, red at heart, out-turned  to
Fade and brighten, glow and deaden, feint and flicker, pause
and run,
Till, o'er-rolled in smoking purple is the forge and godlike
And out-drawn in smoother levels from the ancient Grecian
Slow is forged the shape of England in an open saffron sea,
England, from the smoke of battle, rising bruised and scarred,
but free.
Freak  of  sunset?    O,  Thou  England,  forge  of  Peace  and
right to be!
Twenty-one US. KUNC*.
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Twenty-two AjrpmtttmetttB ut % 3fanUtg nnb &taff.
Dr. Boggs, though come of a U. E. Loyalist family of Nova Scotia, is not himself
Canadian born. His parents were missionaries, and his birthplace British India, near
Madras. He left India at an early age, however, and received his education in
Canada, graduating from Acadia in 1902. Two years later he went to Yale, where,
after repeating his senior year, he continued to the degrees of M. A. (1906) and Ph.D.
(1908). He remained at Yale as instructor in the Department of Economics until
1911, when he accepted a position in the same department at Dartmouth, which he
retained until his coming to us at the beginning of the present academic year. Dr.
Boggs has published a number of articles on economic and political subjects, three
of which have appeared in the University Magazine. While at Acadia he took a
prominent part in the athletic activities of the University, being a member of the
rugby, baseball, basketball, and track teams. In spite of his having spent so many
years in the United States, Dr. Boggs is enthusiastically Canadian, and we are not
always hearing about the wonderful superiority of the institutions on "the other
side"—which is, perha-s, one of the reasons why his classes are so popular. The
principal one, however, is—but, come to his lectures and you will soon discover it
for yourself.
Formerly most of us knew Mr. Willis only from his signature on our High
School certificates. This term, however, we who desire to lisp in Latin numbers have
been given the opportunity of forming a more intimate acquaintance with him. Mr.
Willis is from the ends of the earth, that is, of Canada, his early home being in
Prince Edward Island. Though he graduated from McGill, he comes to us from
Victoria, where he was Principal of the High School and Dean of McGill University
College. He is one of our most modest professors, claiming "to have done nothing
and, therefore, having no hesitation in giving full information," but while we cannot
doubt Tiis veracity, yet Mr. Russell and Mr. Robertson speak in warmest praise of him.
Those who take lectures under him know him as a man at once just and considerate,
and if wisely exacting, only the more unsparing in his own efforts. His kindly toleration and sympathy with the Juniors, who have
this year come under the ardent spell of Catullus, makes full amends for the fact that he
has not yet donned the characteristic color,
the familiar emblem of the department of
classics. With Prof. Robertson, he has been
taking Greek lectures in the absence of Prof.
Mr. Ransom, though a new comer, is now a well-known figure in our midst, with
his floating gown and well-poised mortar-board. He received his education at
Bedford, and took his degree from London. Though he has taught and travelled
widely in France and the colonies, we notice that he is &till very partial to the land
of his birth. He is the author of numerous valuable text-books, and at one time was
acting professor of modern languages at the University of New Zealand. His hobbies
are swimming and elocution, and he betrays a distinct liking for the humorous in
life. To those who sit beneath his watchful eye, drinking in the flowing words of
his French translation, he is a most good-natured and kindly instructor. His chief
aim, at present, is to cultivate the memories of our freshmen, who, however, are
inclined to feel in the examination room the poigancy of the saying "Memory is like
a purse—if it be overfull that it cannot shut, all will drop out of it."
Twenty-three When Dr. Mack Eastman resigned his position as head of the department of
history, owing to profound interest in military matters, he chose to take his place.
"Walter C. Barnes, whose knowledge of history is both wide and extensive and whose
method of imparting historical information is fascinating and interesting. Professor
Barnes was educated in the Public Schools of New Jersey, whence he proceeded to
the University of Colorado, where he took his degree in Arts in 1912. He then
continued his studies in Post Graduate work under Professor Stephens, of the
University of California, and in 1913 brought great credit upon his Alma Mater by
winning the Rhodes' Scholarship. During his three years' residence at Oxford, he
specialized in History and his ability in debating won for him the presidency of the
Debating Society of Lincoln College, Oxford. In 1916 Professor Barnes graduated,
coming back to his former leader, Prof. Stephens, of the University of California,
where he lectured for one session prior to his arrival at the U. of B. C. It can be said
without hesitation that it is a privilege and a pleasure to take notes from one who
makes  historical  studies  so  alluring.
Mr. P. H. Elliott,- of the Physics Department, is a graduate of McGill University.
He obtained the degree of Bachelor of Science in Chemistry in 1907, and in 1909
received his M. Sc. degree. Mr. Elliott's college career was not one of mere study,
for the athletic field found in him no mean ability. His specialties in this line were
cross-country running, and "the manly art of self-defence." He captained his University Harrier Club for one year and held the lightweight boxing championship for
two years. These two athletic distinctions gained for him two small "M's." Since
graduating from McGill, Mr. Elliott's time has been spent mainly with the science
department, of the Victoria High School. Since his advent to our own academic
halls last year, Mr. Elliott has shown himself quite ready to participate in student
activities, and incidentally we believe that his election as Hon. President of the B. C.
University Mountaineering Club has put some "pep" into that organization.
This is the first year that Dr. Clark has been with us at the University of B. C,
and we would extend to him a very hearty welcome and a warm appreciation of the
service he has already rendered since his arrival last September. Dr. Clark began
early to take high honors in chemistry, having won, as an undergraduate, both the
"Edward Blake" and the "Sir Daniel Wilson" scholarships in that subject. Upon
graduation in 1905, he was awarded by Victoria University the "Governor-General's
Medal for Highest Standing in Any Honor Course," and also the "Hon. Geo. E.
Cox's Gold Medal" for similar standing in any Natural Science Course. In 1906, he
obtained his M. A. (Toronto), and shortly after was awarded the '1851 Science
Research" Scholarship for the years 1906-09, by the Senate of The University of
Toronto. This carried him as a post-graduate student through the University of
Leipzic, where, under Prof. Dr. Arthur Hantzsch, he worked upon the relations
existing between the color of organic compounds and their chemical constitution.
During this course he obtained his Ph. D. (1908), University of Leipzic. From
1909-11, he was Professor of Chemistry at Clark University, and from 1911-1916,
Professor of Chemistry at Whitman College. 1917 sees the doctor in B. C., where
we hope he will stay.
R. H. CLARK, M.A., Ph.D. Dr. Hebb is a blue-nose—the bluest of the blue. Graduating from Dalhousie, he
won the "1851 Exhibition Research Scholarship," later taking his doctor's degree at
Chicago University. About that time he was elected member of the Sigma Xi.
Becoming home-sick, he returned to Halifax, but after one year as head of the Physics
Department in Dalhousie University, he grew restive, and the year 1905-06 found him
teaching physics in a High School in St. Louis. But here, also, one year was
sufficient. After spending part of a year in the Research Department of the Westing-
house Electric Company, Pittsburg, he was engaged in special research work for the
American Telephone Company. From 1907 to 1915, he was contented to settle down
as professor of physics in a Michigan Normal School, but took to his books again in
1915, and for a year before accepting the position which he now holds, studied at
Columbia and Chicago Universities. Dr. Hebb is an excellent professor—we could
not wish for better. Let us hope, therefore, that he will not take a dislike to our
breezy  western   climate.
T. C. HEBB, M.A., B. Sc.
The University of B. C, still in its amoeboid stage, put fprth another process in
1916, known as the Department of Biology, having as a nucleus, Prof. A. H. Hutchinson, M.A., Ph.D. An interesting progression was noted in him shortly after
Christmas, 1916, from Bachelorales to Benedictales. Under his supervision, the
Department has developed into a healthy organism, and is already displaying some of
the characteristics of living things. Receiving his High School training in Aurora,
Ontario, Dr. Hutchinson went to McMaster University, where he obtained his B. A.
in 1909, his M. A. in Education in 1911, and in Botany in 1913. He then enjoyed a
Fellowship in botany at the University of Chicago, for two years, obtaining his Ph. D.
in 1915: The year 1915-16 he spent at the M. & A. College, of Texas, as Assistant
Professor of Botany. In addition to membership in the Gamma Alpha and Sigma
Xi Scientific Societies, he became a member of the Botanical Society of America in
1915. He represented his University in both Association football and rugby, and it
is rumored that even now he does not fear any effect upon his professional dignity
from an occasional basket-ball practice. Favorite saying—"We'll continue our little
talk next Friday."
Mr. Boving, although a member of the Faculty of Agriculture, is better known
among the students as the gentleman who drives the department motor. We do not
know whether the study of Agronomy includes a course in "chauffeur-ship," or
whether it has a beneficial effect on the disposition, but after watching Mr. Boving's
efforts to "get her started" on a cold morning, we conclude that both would be
useful. We marvel at Mr. Boving's linguistic attainments, even though we know that
he is a native of Sweden, and a graduate of Malmo and Alnoro Agricultural Colleges, and
that he has studied in various parts of Europe. As Editor of the "Journal of Agriculture for Western Sweden," and as author of numerous bulletins, he has introduced
many improvements in agricultural methods. He has held positions on the staffs of
the Rowneby Agricultural and People's High School, the Royal Agricultural Society
of Bohnslau, and Macdonald College. His accomplishments are not all in the agricultural line, however, for he is an excellent dancer, an interesting conversationalist,
and  stands  in  absolutely  no  awe  of  the  gentler   sex.
P. A. BOVING, Assistant Professor of Agronomy.
Twenty-five When Dr. Schofield surrendered his position in order
to go overseas with the University Battalion, Dean
Brock was very fortunate in securing Dr. Hodge to fill
his place. Dr. Hodge came to us from across "the imaginary line to the south," where he has spent most of his
days. He is a very hard worker, a fact to which the
students who take his courses will bear witness, but,
nevertheless, the Doctor finds time to attend college
functions, and if one cares to put in an appearance at the
practices of the basket-ball team, he will probably see
our professor cavorting around the floor in a manner
which indicates clearly that he is no novice to the game.
Dr. Hodge took his M. A. degree at the University of
Minnesota, and quite recently received his Doctor's degree
from Columbia University, New York. This final thesis
was on "The Geology of the Coamo-Grayama District,
Porto Rico." He has always been interested in practical
geology, and has held many important posts as Geologist
in the Eastern States.
EDWIN  T.  HODGE, M.A., Ph.D.,
Assistant Professor of Geology.
Mr. Clement hails from Ontario. We would naturally expect,
then, to be able to tell him little about farming. Raised upon a farm
in Lincoln county, he is acquainted with fruit growing from every
angle of the game. He received his elementary education in Niagara-
on-the-Lake High School, and in 1911 graduated from Ontario
Agricultural College with honors. About that time he completed
the Orchard Survey of the Niagara Peninsula for the Ontario
Department of Agriculture. Immediately upon graduation he was
made District Representative for Elgin County. In 1912 he was
appointed to the staff of MacDonald College, and till 1914 had
charge of the Horticultural Department. In 1914 he became a
director, and was asked to reorganize the work of the Vineland
Experimental Station at Vineland, Ontario. Mr. Clement has published numerous reports and bulletins, and his work has been valued
and thorough.
Like the famous pudding, Mr. Richardson hails from Yorkshire.
He was educated at Nottingham, but received his degree at London
in 1910. He early became a devotee of Pure and Applied Mathematics, showing "that strong propensity of nature" which characterized him during both his college days and the three years which he
spent as a member of the staff of the Hull Technical college. He
has the happy faculty of bringing order out of chaos and of explaining the seemingly inexplicable. A keen sense of humour, which he
tries to tuck in his pocket before lectures, will crop out in spite
of him. In leisure moments Mr. Richardson becomes a dangerous
opponent at bridge, pays homage to Harmony, having been a mem-'
ber of the Victoria "Orion Club," and to the, as yet, unnamed muse
of the Cubist's Art. Like Byron and Swinburne, he enjoys swimming,
but unlike them, sees poetry only in mathematics.
In November. 1916, Mr. McLean was appointed a
member of Faculty of Agriculture of U. B. C. Although
Canadian born, and receiving his B. A. degree from McMaster University in 1902, he has spent a considerable
time "over the line." He obtained the degree of B. S. A.
from Iowa State College in 1905. During the next year
he was Associate-Professor of Animal Husbandry at the
Colorado State College, and during the two years following, he held the same position in Iowa State College.
From 1908 to 1910 he was attached to the Missouri Experimental Station, and until 1916 held his present position
in the MaSsachussets Agricultural College. Although, to
our great disappointment, Professor McLean has not
given lectures this term, we have all received the benefit
of his genial and tolerant smile.
F. M. CLEMENT, B.S.A., Professor of Agriculture.
PUM   MIr8'*IHint«JC1
(S student j Council <)
Twenty-seven 2ty? ^iutottta' Olnunrtl
73TO quote from its constitution, the object of the Alma Mater Society is to promote, direct and control all student activities
^r within the University, as represented in the following organizations: The Undergraduate Societies, the Literary Department
and the Athletic Associations. It can, therefore, be easily understood that the executive of this society, the Students'
Council, has no mean duty to perform. Its usefulness is two-fold. In the first place, it acts as an administrative body, controlling and supervising the activities of the various organizations represented upon it. In the second place it has a disciplinary power and takes the place of the proposed "Students' Court." Fortunately, the council has never found it necessary to
exercise its authority in this latter capacity. It is the only recognized medium between the Alma Mater Society and the
University authorities, all other organizations and the general public. In order to have a point of articulation between the
University authorities and the student body, a joint committee of student affairs has been formed. This committee consists
of three representatives of the Faculty, the President of the Alma Mater Society, and two other members of the Students'
Council. Any action which the Students' Council undertakes in connection with affiliated societies must first meet the
approval of this committee. The last, but by no means the least, duty of the Students' Council is to promote social intercourse
and academic unity in the University."
The Students' Council consists of eight members: The President of the Alma Mater Society, who, by virtue of this office
is President and Chairman of the Council, the Presidents of the three Undergraduate Societies, namely, the Arts Men's, Arts
Women's and Science Men's, the President and Vice-President this, the first year of its existence, the Society has established for
Athletic and Women's Athletic Associations. These organizations embrace all the student activities of the University and under
this scheme each subsidiary organization has a spokesman on the council in the person of the President of the organization to
which the lesser society is subordinate.
During this session of 1916-17 the Students' Council has been carrying on its work under difficulties. It has been working under the new constitution which was adopted by the student body early in the fall term. Consequently, its regime has
been more or less one of experiment, and it is to be hoped that the Student Councils of the future will gain goSater efficiency
as they gain in experience. Ever new efforts are being made to amend the constitution, particularly in regard ttf*the control of
the Alma Mater funds. It is generally thought that the Students' Council holds too tight a rein upon the purse strings, thus
giving the subsidiary organizations very little control in the money matters concerning them. Moreover, there is a great deal
of "red tape" in connection with the aforementioned money matters that might be avoided by making some minor changes in
the constitution. In another particular, the constitution has shown itself inadequate. The vice-president of the Literary Department has no definite duties on the council, as the business of the Literary Department is brought before the Council by the
President of the Department. However, these flaws are very obvious ones and the constitution, on the whole, has proved
satisfactory. At any rate, we are convinced that our university is taking steps in the right direction in its efforts to realize
its ideals of student self-government.
Twenty-eight Twenty-nine Thirty Thirtv-one iftatnrjj of Arta 'IT.
HEN McGill University College opened its doors for lectures in October, 1913, one of the very finest Freshman classes stood
without, ready to enter and to learn.   This was long ago, before the war, when everyone was happy at heart, and ready to
share in all the mirth which came their way.   Consequently, the first year of this class will always linger as the brightest
spot in its entire history.
We were a vast throng to inhabit the present physics building, and this was particularly noted when the men of Arts '17
valiantly stood in a body to protect the Sophomores and Juniors from the Indian pranks of the Sciencemen. It is recorded 'by
the scribe that the latter were very much humbled before the year closed.
Even in those days, Mr. Robertson had for his diversion the arrangement of the time-table. It proved at first, however,
such a riddle that he managed to solve it only by sending the entire class back to K. E. H. S. for lectures in the auditorium,
even though, we thought we had safely escaped its grey walls, but the presence of the young ladies so distracted the atten.T
tion of the male contingent that lectures were resumed' in the old building in 1914.
Arts '17 was the first aggregation of students energetic enough to hold a social affair in the building. This took the form
of a Hallowe'en celebration, which proved a wonderful success, even though it did happen in the Science Drafting Room.
In athletics, our year was not at all backward. Each branch was loyally supported and strengthened by our enthusiastic
efforts. When examination time came around—that annual event to which all true university students Took with keen delight,
that connection which helps to make life worth living—Arts '17 exhibited some uncanny and truly wonderful ability. Our
worthy Professors viewed the results of their labors with much satisfaction. In a word, Arts '17 established itself. Fortune
smiled upon us and our record was made.   Our Freshman year had been a complete success.
During the vacation the present Arts Building was erected, so it was there, that we assembled in October, 1914. How
different to just one year before! The. place was so huge and so new that we all felt strange. Our ranks were greatly depleted, as many had deserted for other fields of learning, yet we were a goodly number, just as enthusiastic and ambitious as
ever. We suffered a far greater loss before our Sophomore year closed, when most of our men gave themselves willingly in
answer tp the call of the Motherland. Arts '17 measured up just as admirably in this time of sacrifice as on happier occasions.
Those of us, destined to remain behind are proud to have been the colleagues of such worthy men.    All honor to their names.
Arts '17 now realized that it was very necessary to uphold the reputation so gloriously acquired. Eacff member began
to feel a more personal duty to his year, and it has been through this entire co-operation that our success has been so well
We have had the distinct honor of being the first Junior Year in the University of British Columbia, and according to one
of our illustrious and well-beloved professors, "that is something after all." There were many other changes in our institute
of learning as well as our significant name. New societies were formed, necessitating new constitutions over which great deliberation and care had to be taken. Our Seniors were too rushed, and involved in strenuous and frantic efforts to gain the
foremost letters of the alphabet, to spare much thought to such apparently secondary matters. The task naturally fell to the
competent Juniors. In this way Arts '17 has been a vital factor in laying the foundation of a vast portion of this university
life beyond the curriculum. In every department we were efficiently represented. Talent of every description has been discovered in our motley band and brought to light, resulting in greater fruition and more honor to our year. We must admit
that our third year was in a measure quite a gay one. We all enjoyed it throughout and gained a great deal more than our
courses prescribed. The Junior year is a true blessing. We advise others to acquire all they possibly can from its great richness
and many possibilities.
Thirty-two On September, 1916, the members of Arts '17 found themselves Seniors. It was hard to credit, but we very shortly
assumed all the grave airs and dignity entailed by such a remarkable class. How very changed from our first days at M. B.
C! The original noisy host has dwindled away and the number though re-enforced by some of other years, is in comparison
rather small. We have had a very decisive goal during this our final year, yeit it has not prevented us from partaking of all the
various features of college life. We have active members in the Literary Societies, the Y's, and the Players' Club, as well as
a fair representation on the different teams in athletics.
Our four years spent in university have been a wonderful opportunity. We have been greatly influenced by the lectures
of our capable professors, and benefitted by association with such noble and praiseworthy men. We are, therefore, anticipating
still greater achievements from our class of Arts '17, in the broader university of life.
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Thirty-three JOHN H. MENNIE
"And still the wonder grew ....
That one small head could carry all he knew."
This youth's accomplishments are very few. He is merely President of his class,
a basket-ball player, an Associate Editor of the Ubicee, a debater and "shark" at
everything. Advanced chemistry and mathematics have no terror for him. As a
senior he ably performs the duties of vice-president of the Men's Lit. and acts on the
Chemistry Club Executive. But of late Johnny has been getting frivolous. What
happened at the Christmas plays? We are quite confident, however, that this will not
occur again.
"My tongue within my lips I rein,
For who talks much must talk in vain."
Such is the opinion of our charming vice-president, after having held several
meetings to discuss various things for the grads. Margaret has done her best to
reform these meetings, but coming to the conclusion that some things are beyond
human power, she has given up the task and consoles herself by thinking of her
own conduct, which is all that is becoming in a senior. We rejoice to say that
nothing else has had a bad effect on her this year, not even the fourth year math,
which she was courageous enough to attempt.
"Her stature tall; I hate a dumpy woman."
It is with the deepest regret that we are compelled to admit an increasing
fickleness in the character of the fair wielder of our secretarial fountain-pen. 'Tis true,
she still devotes her spare time' to her first love—French, but most of the time she
is to be seen flirting with the latest language arrival at the 'U'—Spanish. Even her
beloved Latin has sunk into insignificance and we no longer hear those resounding
phrases that of old used to delight our ears: Arma virumque, mirabile dictu, by gosh!
Her eloquence now is confined to the two demands, "Have you brought your Patriotic
Fund money?" and "What will you bring to eat?"
"E'en though vanquished, he could argue still."
"Line" is a man of various pursuits. His zeal for argument took^him to the platform, where he ably upheld the honour of his year, and was manifest in the halls where
he might be found discussing anything from evolution to the latest economics lecture.
As class reporter and University reporter, he has done good work. As captain of the
class basket-ball team, he was the impregnable defence which the third year's could
never storm. Certain rumours of his interests in the Freshettes have reached us, but
of this no more. Last, but not least, he is a member of the Y. M. C. A. executive, by
by way of penance for his other frivolities. He is a man who, whatever may be his
sphere in life, is sure to bring honour to the class of Arts '17.
'"Twas a grand recess but for the subsequent necessity of work."
"Aber," as we fondly call him, hails from Central Park. He is Varsity's star
basket-ball player and the mainstay of our class tteam. A true Roman, the pleasures of
Vergil are enjoyed by him. Yet the mysteries of analytical chemistry have no terrors
for him. In fact, this Literary Representative of ours is a very versatile gentleman
"Some to church repair,
"Not for the doctrine, but the music there."
We may mention in passing that Jean is an enthusiastic member of the choir in
Eburne, is President of the Glee Club, and very fond of playing on the ukelele. As
some of our learned contemporaries has said, "Some people are born pests and others
learn to play the ukelele." At our Arts '17 party Jean officiated at the Ouija board, but
we are privately of the opinion that she was "the man behind the gun" in this case.
It is only just to say that Jean manoeuvres her French exercise much better and aside
from a learning to such expressions as " si beaucoup," and "faisent," which well-
nigh prostrated a certain Professor of French, manages to secure marvellous marks,
in spite of merciless censorships.
"It is not meet for man to live alone."
Milton, our class treasurer, is one of those unfortunate seniors who has to bear
f the weight of managing (things in general.    As President of both the Men's Lit and
the   Y.   M.   C.   A.,   he   has   been   a  very   efficient   officer.    A   moral   philosopher,   an
Imperialist, a follower of John Wesley, and a basket-ball player—these strangely conflicting avocations  he  doth pursue.    But,  alas!    He  is  a  Benedict,  the  first  of Arts
'17  noble  bachelors  to  woo  the  goddess  Hymen.
"The Gentleman from Steveston."
The fact that you are late quite often "Johnny" and that certain fair freshettes hail
from Eburne, has caused us much worry. Calculus does not affright this youth,
who even braves ithe branch of mechanics. Johnny is secretary of the Y. M. C. A.,
and an enthusiastic member of the Discussion Class. We hope you will reform your
conduct,   our   tender   youth   of   twenty   summers!
"Her walking voice a lyre of purest range."
Evelyn is the walking information bureau of the university, as well as the guardian
of the key to the kitchen and the mainstay of the Students' Council. She seems to be
one of these rare individuals who are wound up at 7 a.m. and go, without shopping,
until various hours of the night. Occasionally the inhabitants of the cojjfenon room
catch snatches of song as Evelyn warbles her way blithely round the corners, but her
only really frivolous moments are those immediately preceding Bible study class, when
       (censored)  — .    As  a rare  specimen  of a  devotee  to  both
studies and student activities, Evelyn should be put under a glass case as an example
for the rising generation.
"Poor little Evelyn."
"For Frensh of Paris was to her unknowe."
Behold our "infant phenomenon!" After several years of gay and giddy life at the
U., during which time she dabbled in various subjects in the old brown barn, Maizie
has suddenly developed a strange appetite for learning—even for French! She
fairly "saps up the wisdom of the ages as a kitten does a saucer of cream," while her
mania for taking history notes has been a constant source of worry to a certain
professor. In all other respects Maizie is quite normal, confining herself to ice hockey,
functions, ukeleles and teas!
Thirty-five JOHN RUSSELL
"He has a lean and hungry lock."
We do not mean to insinuate that Jack is at all like Cassius, but we are a little
scary of his extreme youth. As Secretary-Treasurer of the Lit, he is a very busy
man indeed. With Johnny Mennie he is always to be found—the two are like the
Siamese twins. Jack indulges in the culture of Ancient Greece, as well as in the
culture of the modern chemical world. A member of the class team, he is a basket-
bailer we could ill dispense with. What worries us, though, is his behaviour at our
class party.
"She  in  sooth
Possessed an air and grace by no means common."
May displayed a wonderfully courageous spirit this year by braving the rigors
of fourth year Latin, but she has evidently repented of her rash act for, ever since
then, she has been heard bemoaning her hard fate. Seemingly she is the only one
worried by the course—perhaps it: is because her power of concentration has been
lessened by the distracting influence of that ring which she flashes continually on her
left hand.    Of course, she says it's only because it's tight and won't come off, but	
"Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle and low—an excellent thing in woman."
This petite "sweet flowerlet of the rural shade," about Victoria, is making valiant
efforts this year to survive the French course Being one of those benighted individuals who take no English, she feels it her solemn duty to make a little noise in
French, wherefore her sweet innocent face is always to be seen at the Cercle Fran-
cats. 'Tis said, too, that occasionally her gentle voice can be heard quite plainly in
Mr. Chodat's class, but all her other chirpings are suppressed until such time as
she lifteth up her voice in Glee.
"Oh, dear, I haven't done my Spanish!"
"And when she smiled, the earth a heaven seemed."
As President of the Women's Lit, Pearl finds her time rather fully taken up in
attending Lit Executive meetings, brandishing constitutions and exerting the. charm
of her winning smile on various persons within and without the University. The
C. O. T. C. seems to be the only thing able to resist the hypnertie power of her
fascinating dimples, for drill continues to be held in the auditorium oTl Lit. afternoons.
In her spare moments Pearl is in great demand by various members of other classes
—being renowned as a lightning calculator of how many eats a given number of
students can consume under given circumstances.
"A charming maiden with a winning smile.
Her pleasant manner doth all hearts beguile."
After two years of experience in the hard cold world, Laura decided that the
University was sadly in need of someone to demonstrate how things were done in
the good old days of yore, so she has returned to the fold and is gracing both the
Lit. and Y. W. executives, being also official coffee-maker of the University and Valedictorian of the Seniors. We were horrified at the beginning of the year to find in her
one of those un-enlightened heathens who eschewed all English courses for the pleasure
of fussing around in the Physics Lab. doing wonderful experiments (always wrong).
Time, however, has shown that her eloquence is still sufficient to uphold the class honor
in debating.    "A word with thee."
"For Frensh she spake ful semely."
After several years of arduous labor in various offices, her natural energy seems
increased rather than abated, for, between the hours that she spends in fulfilment of
her duties as president of the far-famed Players' Club, she finds ample time to
engage in debates and Glee Club warblings. Her classes, however, do not suffer,
for she still drives us to distraction by the criminally high marks that always adorn her
English papers, while her wonderful French accent makes the other student members
of the Cercle Francais turn green for very envy. Of her musical ability sufficient to say
that one day her rendering of that pathetic little song, "He Cometh Not," etc., lured
several science men to the place of performance—doubtless in the hope of being
accepted as substitutes for the fickle one.
"I have a reasonably good ear in music.
Let's have the tongs and the bones."
Her former ardor for la langtie francaise having been quenched by one of the
powers that be, K. has this year displayed a passion for Bugology or whatever they
call it, where they cut up various bugs, animals, etc., to find out how the wheels go
round inside. 'Tis reported that this charming maiden, owing to her position as president of the Musical Society, is always chosen to play the funeral march at the
interments that follow these operations. The quantity of ink she uses in recording
these events is the reason for her frequent visits to the office ink-well and her everlasting  inquiry,  "Can  you  give  me  some  ink?"
"And when she spake,
Sweet words like dropping honey she did shed."
 Sometimes! but not when she waxes eloquent in  German.    However, it has
been rumored that our famous hockey player is studying German preparatory to training as a spy with the intention of entering the government service. If so, we highly
approve of her course. Perhaps the rapid get-aways that she makes in the green
Napier after hockey games, etc., is another part of the same training. We admire the
fortitude she disolays when her duty, in the shape of the green Napier, calls her from
the enticing 'eats' at a class tea.
"Her  dusky eyes, two  tiny fragments,  dropt
From  out  the  darkness  of night's  stormy  sky." ,   %
The sweet, charming nature that Mabel brought with her from Columtfian College,
we are glad to say, remains unchanged, while her few bad habits are disappearing
one by one. It was a great relief for us to learn that Mabel had given up her habit
of rising at unearthly hours to travel daily from the far-off city of Ladner to our own
renowned institution. However, a few flaws remain in this ptherwise perfect character; we could appreciate a little more giddiness and frivolity. Even at Red Cross,
Mabel continues to wear her serious expression and works as though her life depended
on the number of seams she sews.   "Yes, dearie."
"Her words are trusty heralds of her mind."
Shirley is famous for her political opinions and her uncanny knowledge of unusual
French words. She is a strong supporter of Women's suffrage and has been known
on occasion to wax eloquent on that subject, even in French. Much of her time she
spends in caring for the monies of the Players' Club, her spare moments being given
to ground hockey and praise of a certain professor for whom she has a wonderful
admiration. In the opinion of the Freshettes, Shirley is the most seniory looking
senior of the bunch.
"Dr. Boggs "
"A soldier returned from foreign parts."
Merrill used to be a valiant member of Arts '16, but left in the spring of 1915
with the McGill contingent overseas. Now, "having had his whack at Kaiser Bill,"
he is back with us once more to complete his course. Of course, he finds Arts
• '17 vastly preferable to Arts '16, seeing we are the elite of the college world, "the
one-time champs of old McGill." Merrill is a debater of considerable ability and also
a budding actor. We are sure you will make a success of whatever you take up,
"To follow knowledge like a sinking star."
Ethel was at one time a happy member of Arts '15, but being firmly convinced
that the B. C. Telephone Co. was going to the "Demnition bow-wows," she left our
classic halls to untangle their lines. Having now successfully accomplished this task,
the former basket-ball star has returned to our midst, bearing with her several hearts
in the shape of sonnets. We are pleased to note that Ethel's taste in literature has
improved somewhat, her constant companion being now a volume of Dickens instead
of the "Ladies' Home Journal."
"Mother says "
"Rolling   stones   all   come   rolling   home   again."
Annie was another of our rolling stones. At one time she was a member of Arts
'16, and renowned for her daring and her firm belief that the woman's place is the
home. This year, however, she has become quite meek, her one ambition being to
star as a Latin orator. 'Tis said she makes a daily practice of turning the Ladies'
Home Journal into Latin.
"Thou foster-child of silence and slow time."
This quiet young man evidently believes that "silence is golden.' ^ But, doubtless,
he waxes eloquent in modern debates, being one of our valiant warriors to defeat the
"Sophs." Formerly a member of Arts '15, we welcome him into our class and feel sure
that he will prove worthy of the traditions of Arts '17. Built in noble proportions,
nature has endowed our Professor of Silence with all the characteristics of "Homo
"Behold the fair-haired youth."
"Roy" is last but not least of this old brigade of Arts '17 men. He is one of
our consulting chemists, his only other hobby being fussing. We cannot persuade
him that he ought to pay more attention to his studies. Last November he left us to
join the Artillery Corps. Arts '17 wishes you the best of luck, Roy, over in France,
and a safe return.
Thirty-eiirbt HELEN WHITE
"Never let your studies interfere with your education."
Having now attained the dignified (?) rank of senior, our charming maiden of the
auburn locks considers herself entitled to consign her studies to spare moments and to
engage in a wider range of activities than ever. She is a standing example of what a
seven years' diet of peanut butter can do. A member of both the Undergrad. and
Y. W. executives and guiding star of the Bible study class, she still finds time to win
fame in both ground and ice hockey.- The first of the season saw her in basketball
as well, but she gave it up in favour of the stage.
"I'm no fool myself."
After several years of academic pursuits, Dorothy still has a fair amount of intelligence left, but she fully expects to have disposed of it by April. Her combined duties
as president of the grass hockey club and secretary of the Glee Club having failed
to accomplish this expected been trying the effect of the result, she has of late Cercle
Francaise. The result is very encouraging. Dorothy, this year, plays grass hockey,
the violin and the vocal cords, and so has no time to read the classics of the Common
Room, preferring to spend her spare moments in solemn musings on the possible or
impossible future of the orchestra.
"I say, have you done your French?"
"A goodly babe—lusty and like to live."'
For the last two years Agnes has distinguished herself as a rolling stone, but has
now settled down permanently convinced that Arts '17, taken as a class and individually,
is superior to all others that have come within her range of experience. In looking
for a means whereby to become famous this year, Agnes decided, in an unlucky hour,
to take mechanics and hydrostatics, and has ever since been bemoaning her rashness.
"What a grace was seated on his brow:
Hyperion's curls!" >
"Hagel" is a very accomplished young man. He can speak two lafjftuages and
preach as good a sermon as his great master, John Calvin. In other words, he is a
theolog—"but a mighty live one." An excellent debater, he helped defeat the juniors.
He fills the office of chairman of the "committee of meetings" in Y. M. C. A. in a very
creditable manner. We wish you the best of luck in your coming ministry Hagel, old
"Give me your smile."
"Wes" is the companion in crime with Elmer Evans in resisting the assaults of the
"coeds." He is Varsity's star hockey player and indulges in such amusements as the
Orpheum quite often. Long walks at night have an attraction for him. We wonder
why? He is one of those three "fortunate" youths who tread the path of advanced
economics and have to write theses. As President of the men's ice hockey club, he
has proved to be a most efficient officer.
Thirty-nine ELMER   EVANS
"A combination and a form indeed
To give the world assurance of a man."
Elmer is distinguished by his quality of being girl-proof. He is the chief defence
of Arts '17 against the fair sex, along with "Wes" Thompson. Elmer is treasurer of the
Arts Men's Undergrad. and one of the star guards on the class basket-ball team. He
spends most of his time in Lab. when not reading "Life."
"Here's one for 'Patsy' who's always on top
From Economics on Monday to Saturday's hop."
"Pat" is one of the busiest men in the University. The presidency of the Literary
Dept. has been very effectivly handled by him. A first-class actor, he is very popular
with the ladies. With his genteel appearance he makes an ideal matinee hero. Finally, his qualifications as a golfer and billiardist of no mean ability surely complete
the characteristics which denote an all-round senior. We feel sure this budding
eccnomist will be a very creditable addition to the legal profession of this province.
"Few things have failed to which I set my will;
I do my most and best."
This being an all-important year in the history of Arts '17, this high priestess of
still higher maths, undertook (under pressure of the 15 unit regulation) to demonstrate
her ability to combine fourth year maths, with a course in philosophy plus a little
English, two courses in economics and some history. In this way she is set apart
from all ordinary mortals, as is becoming a daughter of Euclid, and only mingles with
the common herd when she assists the poor wandering altos in glee. As scribe for the
"Y " she records voluminous minutes for that flourishing organization with characteristic  precision.
"The pen is mightier than the sword":
Therefore Winnie is not a militant, but is reporter for the W. L. S. She is also
treasurer of this Society. To help her in these tasks, she took "Labor Problems and
Social Reform." To escape that tangle, she added two "Englishes." In further desperation, she took "Religious and Canadian History." To all these difficulties she
added "Ethics."
Favorite expression:    "Where's Pearl?"
"Of   Aristotle   and   his   Philosophic"
Mr. Logie took his Bachelor's degree in Arts with us last year, and is now taking
his M   A. degree in economics.    He is reported to be fond of argument.
Forty lakfotrtorg
No view, O Seniors, of the Promised Land
That lies beyond our gates (id est, the door;
The "portals" doubtless, are on Point Grey's strand
Awaiting entries on that western shore)—
No foresight of that bourne, the humble Third,
We "tender Juvenals" would dare to make,
For if we bade you farewell, word by word—
The dictionary whole—you still would quake!
Go forth, go forth, O Seniors!    Leave the fold;
Forsake the pasture; you have had your day,
Another dawns beyond the blue and gold;
Go—speed you comfortably on your way!
For Father Time, or else the God of Chance,
Prods each class onward with his nimble lance! Forty-two As Juniors, we have been laboring under somewhat of a disadvantage this
year; for only once a week, when we make attendance at compulsory Comp., are
we able to say to whomsoever may inquire: "Weare the class of Arts '18." To
pass the class in review, however, let us give a sort of "Essence of Parliament" of
our own little democracy. John Allardyce is responsible for the hieroglyphics
which appear under the caption, "Alma Mater Meeting"; Grace Henderson, as
Assistant Secretary, is his accomplice. Johnny is also President of the Men's
Undergrad. Ethel Mutch is the President of the "Y" and has infused into it much
of her own go-at-it-iveness. Pansy Munday as Editor of the Ubicee is able once
more to gratify her childish passion for cutting up paper and making scrapbooks.
In sporting events we are well represented, more especially by the Misses Martin,
Clement, Macdonald and Tennant, and Messrs. Richards, Emmons and Hurst. At
the beginning of the year debating trembled in the balance, owing to the
number who had enlisted; but Allardyce and Broatch, and later Hurst and Jackson, rose to the occasion and at least saved us from obscurity. The ability of the
women is attested by the fact that the member of the Players' Club, chosen both in last year's play and this, has been a member
of Arts '18. Our popular class president, Norah Coy, is noted both for being the first woman to hold this position and also for her
recently developed cough. When Norah was asked her opinion of her charges she answered: "They are divided into those who
are Orpheum fiends and those who are not." "Pat" Robertson, our vice-president, who holds the same office in the Glee Club,
has asked us not to cite him as an example of the former, for his mother is sure to read the Annual. At a recent session several
bills were introduced. Ruth Stewart has for some time been a "conscientious objector" to the way the men render mutual
aid in Latin 3 and agitates for it to cease—unless they speak loud enough to help her. Jackson's indictment of the B. C. E. could
not be printed—dreams of the "good old days" when street cars resembled human ant-hills. A vote of thanks was passed to
C. W. Silk for his recent visit to a tonsorial parlor. Formerly it was impossible to distinguish between Silk, "Pat" with his
head down, Dorothy Bolton's far-famed blush, or the planet Mars, which is said to have a reddish tinge. "Vi" Walsh suggested
that every student should have at least ten library tickets—due perhaps to the fact that she had been advised not to argue with
Mr. Wood over a book of which she has read only half. The B. C. E. was informed that to exterminate the jitneys theji should
strike at the root of the evil by furnishing Mary Macdonald and Grace Henderson with alarm clocks. An intermission brought
to light many strange facts. There is an uncanny group which is athirst for Fourth year Latin, unsated with their own allotment of "units," and in defiance of "Freddy's" touching delineation of such abnormalities. We think the germ came originally
from the Island, since those Victorians, Teresa Garesche, Marjorie Tennant and Norma Clarke, all take "double Latin." Teresa's
gentle shadow haunts the reading-room incessantly, though in spare moments her winsome manner makes her a welcome assistant at Red Cross. Norma's loyalty to Latin is undoubted, but she has a habit of gazing meditatively out the window; perhaps
she waits for the inspiring music to commence in the little hospital below. Marjorie's marked aversion to early rising for ten
o'clock lectures never fails to win Mr. Robertson's envious approval. "Ah yes! Sleep while you're young!" is his greeting to
the last entry in the column of tardies. "Junk" Marshall.is also from Victoria, but apart from an uncanny knowledge of electricity, seems otherwise normal, while his superlative degree of locomotion will no doubt aid the Annual in its circulation.
Kathryn Bradshaw, too, is representative from the "Urbs Ventosa." We surmise that she has a caustic disposition since her
frequent expression is, "Lend me your knife." Stella McGuire is another being possessed of a "cutting" disposition. Perhaps
the callousness obtained from her monthly task of massacring the Alumni enables Stella to treat dance programmes as "scraps
of paper."   Helen Godfrey has so far escaped our Secret Service Agents, that all we know of her is that she wears a green sweater,
Forty-three Our Irish instincts are upheld by Margaret Browne.    We miss Virginia Page this term; she is now in California.  The riotous
nature of the Juniors is safeguarded by the presence of Dr. Morris.
Very little takes place at U. B. C. (except drill) in which Grace Henderson is not actively engaged. Myrtle Sillers is a new
girl among us—quiet, docile, altogether too nice to be taking Bacteriology and Biology. Castleman—"Seldom he smiled ....
and scorned his spirit that could be made to smile at anything"—has one response for everything: "You should have seen the
Ballet Russe!" Ruth Fulton has that degenerate type of mind which prefers Latin to dances, but redeems herself by intense interest in more useful Varsity affairs—such as mountaineering. Dorothea Manson is another hard worker. Because of her knowledge of ethics, she was appointed Social Service Convenor on the Y. W. C. A. Cabinet. Don Mac Arthur is a confirmed militarist,
and worthily upholds the traditions of Platoon IV. Richards,as Advertising Manager of the Annual, supports the dignity of
that arduous position by the motto: "I think, but dare not speak." Mr. Godsmark, not content with holding his own at U. B.
C, also heads his classes at Latimer Hall. His customary greeting in the halls is: "Are any of you gentlemen coming to Discussion class?" Another chromatic phenomenon with which our class is familiar is Lena Bodie's sweater coat. It changes from
pink on fine days to green on rainy days, while, during exams., it is very, very blue. She is to be congratulated for her remarkable
summary of the weather. "It's a bitteh, bitteh winteh." (Certified true.) Miss Clement was unable to spell her first name for us,
so it was deemed advisable not to print it. However, she is called "Bonnie" for short, and, to say the least, it is appropriate. There
is a report that Agnes Morrison and Lilian Boyd seriously plan a novel about the love affairs of various members of the staff.
We earnestly advise them to remember the awful fate of Emma.
Ethel Mutch ("Modesty") is one of the few "whose greatest fault is that she has no fault at all." Considering the variety
of her capabilities, we are forced to exclaim: "How little shapes much substance may include!" But when we notice the length
of time she spends in the Geology building, for no other reason than to sub-edit the Annual, it makes us wonder who takes
Geology Lab.? An unconfirmed report states that the reason for holding dances in the Auditorium is that Hazel Wilband—
"a girl with eager eyes and yellow hair"—objected to being constantly mistaken for the pillars in that quondam classroom. It
is probably her classic dignity that persuaded her to take Latin this year. Barclay is said to be contemplating entering vaudeville
with a mono-dialogue between Jiggs and Maggie, but at present the "two-fold shout" necessary for various phases of this role
is in the stages of "a monstrous little voice." Frank Emmons, a sceptical Science man masquerading in an Arts course, is consequently a disciple of the "Everlasting No." He even doubts the necessity of doing essays for "Freddy." Maclnnes, our Boundary representative, is also a sceptic, being brought to that condition by his position of treasurer. Isobel Harvey is another .of
those irrational souls who mix Arts and Science in equal proportions. In her spare moments she acts as secretary of the Players'
Club and also took an active part in the December plays. "Pen" Frame is one of the tribe of lovable people who do the work
while others think and talk about it. Like certain others, she made a name for herself at the "Y" Camp last year, butcher reputation at Varsity is really much better. Viva Martin, our class secretary, and the only woman taking Organic Chemistry, is our
chief histrionicette, being particularly capable, as we have seen, in adapting a leisurely Scotch burr to Cockney omissions. A. C.
Broatch and Hazel Wilband are our representatives in the Literary societies. Broatch, although a debater, loses his voice at drill
and on those occasions when it is necessary for him to argue with Mr. Barnes. If any of our Varsity poets are worried about
the existence of the universe, we refer him to Ewart Hurst's weird knowledge of geology. Harold Mcintosh attends Calculus
lectures, but has been unable to convince the lecturer that he understands them. Dorothy Bolton is in much the same condition
in Mechanics. There was a rumor that she had read "The Mysteries of Udolpho," but she denies it. "Alf" Chatwin denies his
-relationship to Alfred the Great; but from his constant reference to his watch in Eck. III., we surmise that if the one had not
discovered how to measure time, the other would have. Cayleyis a confirmed cynic and Carlyle-worshipper. who seems to say
—"What fools these mortals be!" Mr. Stuart is one of our "partials," an Irishman, and a graduate of the Royal University of
Ireland. After teaching in the public schools of our Province for eight years he "became tired of talking" and is now taking a
rest cure in U. B. C. Incidentally, he is finding entertainment in the pursuit of some thirty "units." Rev. T. H. Wright reminds us of our Chaucer: "Curteys he was. There was no man nowhere so vertuous." I beg Iona Griffith, when she executes
her decree of having "nasty" people banished from U. B. C, to recollect that the present chronicler writes not from desire but
Forty-four because the powers that be demand it. One more step and Arts '18 will become a class of grave, sombre Seniors. The days are
past when it was our greatest joy to lock out lecturers, and then, having clambered down the fire-escape, appear innocently at the
door and demand admission. In union there was strength. Now we are materialistic, and are apt to think of our caution money
when some absent-minded Freshie puts his elbow through the window; while during the lectures we are surrounded by the
demoralizing influence of Sophomores and the blighting gravity of cheerless Seniors.
Lord, lay Thy wounded hand upon my lips,
That stutter pitiably ev'n in Thy praise,
That often bar the passage of the rays
The eager heart would send, but faster slips
The drawn bolt.    Not yet the sunrise tips
Those two unwearied watchers, and delays
The fuller light, lest vanish this thin maze,—
Dim pallid tints o'er Inlet, city, ships.
Ere day demand my presence, lay that hand
But lightly o'er my head—nay, not upon.
Be this my morning Bethel; sweetly, low,
Silence my being to Thy royal command;
And when the first flush of the joy be gone
Thy single radiance lead me where to go.
—C. P. M. '18.
Fair Spring hath come with all her beauteous train,
Upon this earth to make her holiday;
So she hath sent abroad full many a fay
To deck her court in gladness for her reign. ^   *
Her artist-elf, at her command doth stain ■*
Sweet opening buds that perfumed zephyrs sway;
The birds, her happy minstrels, with their lay
Hymn the bright sun and s6ft, refreshing rain.
Oh youth! make merry in the court of Spring!
Too soon are fled those joyous care-free hours
Of gleeful song unto her ringing lute!
But yet, beware, for once I heard her sing
As swift she fled and cast her seeds in showers,
"I sow, I sow, but Autumn reaps the fruit!"
H. G. W.—Arts
Forty-five Forty-six §>0yl|0.
The following chart may prove interesting, not to say useful, for future use:
Burnie Bain is our president, noted as much for her dimples as for her ability in making class parties a
success. At her right hand is Hermine Bottger, our financier. Pauline Gintzburger represents us at the Red
Cross, where she works as energetically as at French and German. Helen Wesbrook writes sonnets and short
stories and has also won fame in play acting. Madge Gill wishes she were a boy, as she could swear; but, Madge,
don't forget that a college boy must swear with distinction. Connie Highmoor is a "shining light" in dramatic
circles, and is noted for her athletic prowess as well. Miss Ashwell, Miss Hunter and Jean Rollston are quiet
members of the class who come and go without causing any disturbance. Miss Barclay and Clara Dalton are
"too good to be true." You've heard of Margaret Cameron, who is captain of the ground hockey team. "Toddie"
DockrUl and "Dodie" Trapp are star players on the B.B. team, and "Bodie" is also president of the Women's
Athletics. Donna Kerr asked us not to mention her connection with basketball and ice hockey, so we promised
not to speak of it. Isabel Forin is noted for her punctuality ( ?) at all lectures. Olive McLean rushes around
the college on Saturday morning in a lab. apron. Muriel Costley comes from Kamloops and doesn't altogether
approve of the Rainy City. Perhaps you didn't know one could be both a darling and a debater, but such is
Marjory Peck. Merle Alexander felt so sure the negative would win that Sophomore debate. Alice Gross is a
"marvellous, mystical maiden" in chemistry. Edith Howard is a model math, student, but was greatly worried by problems involving cards
since she does not acknowledge their acquaintance. Norah Wallace feirs that "Probabilities will lead to the development of a gambling
instinct." Laura Ketcheson is a devotee of knowledge in all forms, while Bessie Layton and Helen Matheson are embryo philosophers and
mathematicians. Edith Marwick and Muriel Grant are loyal patriots of the Capital City, and Muriel's musical ability is recognized. Nellie
Ballentine, the energetic captain of the ice hockey team, buttonholes allenthusiasts about the halls. The Woman's Lit. knows Agnes Darner,
for she is their secretary, and what would they do without Dorothy Houston to play their accompaniments ? Dylora Swencisky is another
artist, only she draws pictures instead. By the way, we have noticed that Mary Pickford's picture bears some resemblance to that of Phoebe
McGregor. Of Janet Gilley we say—"From the soberest drab to the high-flaming scarlet, spiritual idiosyncrasies unfold themselves in choice
of color. "Babe" Irvine had our sympathy when she broke her collar bone. Miss Mann looks over her glasses at us and wonders how we can
all be so foolish, but Annie Archibald, her protegee, giggles at us. Molly Wolfe invariably announces her presence by "Hello Susie!" Evelyn
McKay awes every one by her knowledge and divine spark in English Comp. Annie Hill is the good fairy to the convalescents in the hospital.
Isabel Thomas is active in almost every sphere, but most enthusiastic over the Y. W. C. A. We fear that Mildred Kelman and Catherine
Maynard have too easy a time with no lectures after twelve.
Here endeth the introduction to Arts '19 Women.    Now, the men! %
Agabob claims he enjoys the logic lectures and rarely sleeps more than three-quarters of an hour. Aconley says the firsterow at the
Orpheum has decided advantages over any other. Brown is a most energetic President, and takes a keen interest in sports and poetry.
Barnwell made a name for himself at the class debate when he used his pedal extremities to lend emphasis to his remarks. Bell makes a
good forward because of his size. Cumyow is a man of musical talent and develops it in the orchestra. Dunlop is the man of mysterious
wanderings when other people are eating their meat pies. For some unknown reason Emmons cannot tolerate "fussin'" in any shape
or form.- Fraser makes a most conscientious treasurer and studies Economics to help him in his official capacity. Evans accompanies
Dunlop, who accompanies Evans. Hokkyo, of "The Disappearing Mustache Mystery," is a constant worry to our worthy Professors whom
he frequently nonplusses with his staggering questions. Kelly is the Honorable Member from Lulu Lulu Island. Leckie was our treasurer
until he joined the Flying Corps. Milley is a quiet soul with a perpetual grin. Murphy is not Irish by the way. He made a name for
himself as a dish-wiper on the "morning after" our party. McDougall, a most attentive coach for the girls' basket-ball team, is prominent in the Men's Glee Club. Sutclijfe, our Lit. representative, took part in the oratorical contest and debated against Washington.
Shaw is a sprouting journalist, and his literary nature finds expression during English lectures, when he dashes off verses with the
utmost.ease. The Smiths are brothers—both musical, both lovers of Latin. Weld is a representative in the Players' Club. Moody
and Middleton hail from Latimer Hall, and appear only for Philosophy lectures. Vollum is found to be light-hearted in more ways than
one. Shimizu is a hard working pessimist who always expects to fail in his exams. Hosang is our gold medalist in the Oratorical Contest.
Nelson is famous for sports, debates, acting, singing, "fussing/ 'and several other things.   Such are the men of Arts '19.
Forty-seven Forty-eight Section 2—"An image gay, to haunt, to startle and way-law" is Marjorie Day, our class president. Beatrice Abel is prominent as a
hockey and basket-ball player. It is said that, along with Amy Barker, she is one of Mr. Ransom's red-ink artists in French. If you
address Marge as "Miss Campbell," she'll answer with a frown, "I wish you to remember, my name is Campbell-Brown." Lucie Collier
found Freshie life so enchanting that she decided to stay another year, and has now plenty of time to paint pictures. She also serves her
year as representative to W. L. S. Margaret Cook, by her artful questions, has wrested from Mr. Russell, the secret of all the little sines
and cosines. Gert. Bickle is as famous a basket-ball player as Ada Clvatterton was a hockey player before Christmas, but now we see Ada
completely engrossed in study. Helena Boldrick—"beware of her curly hair, for she excels all women in the magic of her locks." Beth
Abernethy reads much, she is a great observer, and oh! how she loves exams! Marion Blackhall—"thou foster-child of silence and slow-
time." Jessie Crawford is of a sweet, quiet disposition, a contrast to her friend, Maud Capon, who, although the youngest of the Freshies,
insists on addressing even the seniors as "kid." Jean Creelman—"HeT voice is ever soft and low, an excellent thing in a Freshie." Ruth
Curry^"Contented toil, hospitable care, kind connubial tenderness, are there." Ruth hails from Chicago. Myrtle Dawe's favorite expression is "I should worry"—appropriate, since she escaped mid-terms. Magqie Bancroft—"eyes like stars of twilight fair, like twilight, too,
her dusky hair." Jean Davidson—a gentle maid beloved of Arts '20! Gladys Cunliffe "wanders through the halls like a day-appearing
dream"; Hazel Thompson plays hockey and is continually delighting Mr. Ransom's heart by enquiring about "les accents francais." Jessie
Adam,—"the wealth of simple beauty and rustic health." Blushes are due to three reasons, shyness, confusion and guilt—we wonder which
it is in Maud Walsh's case. Ruth Weston—Maths, have "found a path, through the sad heart of Ruth." She captures all the hundreds.
Jessie Lett is a debater, a chemistry shark, a basket-ball player, and an eater of big lunches. We admire Agnes Mckenzie's charming figure,
especially the one she cuts at the rink. Bernice Murtagh is the overworked" assistant-secretary of the chemistry society. Maybelle Noble
—Oh tell me, little maiden, are there any more at home like you ? Ada Smith—Do you care for art ? Come, see Ada's drawings, make an
early start. Mary Stewart is a good little (?) girl, gentle, meek and mild. Constance Leah acted behind the footlights last term; this
term all she can do is act up in class. Mary Graham—with a knife she carved so neat her name into the chemistry seat (Indemnity $1.00)
Bessie Dunsmuir—"Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory."
Section 3.—A notice had been posted for weeks calling a meeting of Section III. to discuss the topic—not national thrift, but something much more vital—"Should Freshettes put their hair up upon entering college?" The large attendance showed quite plainly its importance. Lorna Roberts, with "social smile and sympathetic tear," presided. Margaret Morriison, who continually wavers between two
decisions, sighed as she said to Agnes TJre, "Oh, I'm so discouraged, the world is a strange affair." Norah Adye—"Tut, tut!" Marion
Mitchell, with an "I-was-not-always-a-maiden-of-woe" look on her face, kept discreet silence. Then arose Ethel Harris to express her love
of "such society as is quiet, wise and good." This had the desired effect, for when Mary Inrig suggested the universal adoption
of the hump hair-pin, she could not hear herself speak. Mildred Mercer had no objection as long as the angle between %e hump
and the pin was equal to Cos. 60° for—but she was interrupted. Helter-skelter, and in came Agnes Healy, Nellie Falconer and Elizabeth.
England, on the look-out for any hints. When order was restored, Ruth Smith, Lilly Mueller, and Norah Nowlan requested that a committee be appointed to collect the superfluous hairpins shed with wanton waste around the corridors. "My hat!" exclaimed Mary Godfrey.
Eugenie Fournier and Gertrude Richardson were too busy comparing notes on the "Awts Dawnse" to object, while Gladys Porter was
heard to murmur, "I had a letter to-day." Marguerite McDougall broke in excitedly, "and they haven't had a bit of rain"—"In Victoria,"
finished Margaret Hardie. At this point Alene Gladwin "tried to continue the original discussion, but Henrietta and Jessie Roy, Daisy
McCallum and Daphne Scharschmidt ,in the middle of a Latin discussion, asked only to be left alone. Verna Morris and Doris Tufnail
departed with the usual five minutes to catch the interurban. The discussion now wandered back to the starting point, when Annie Hunter
and Ethel Magee said they were inclined to be in favor of the bone hairpin, barring, of course, the fifteen-cent store variety. Evelyn Hanna
and Margaret Robson promptly opposed the whole matter because (1) they didn't want to put their hair up, (2) even if they did, their
parents objected. Lillian Hobson moved the matter be put to a vote. Margaret Wood asked that the motion be repeated, as she did not
understand it. But Marion Thorn, having just worked out the trigonometrical relation between the hump and the pin, moved the meeting
adjourn. Thus the question was settled to the satisfaction of everybody, except Myrtle Shannon, who woke up from her dream of Chilliwack
cherries in time to hear Myrtle Smirl say "Has anyone any idea how much caution money we'll get back ?"
Forty-nine Fifty Let us draw the curtain of Arts '20 and let them be seen; boys, youths, young men, old men, thin and fat,
preachers, politicians and actors, they are all here. First, the noted actor Hunter, who came safely through his
Christmas examinations, and thus proved his undisputed right to the title of President of Arts '20. Colgan is
vice-president and George Ade of his year. On Pratt, the secretary, has fallen the duty of collecting quarters
for the Patriotic Fund, while the enviable task of securing and caring for class funds was laid on his friend,
Leigh Hughes. Next in order is Coates, overseer of Freshmen athletics, who loyally attends all college functions
and keeps a supply of apples in his pockets.
Such are our officials; now let us turn our attention to the unofficials. There is Meredith, of New Westminster, weekly torturing Mr. Russell with his fiddle; here are Gordon and Percy James, two inseparable
cousins, while Harvey, Jane, Martin and Swanson may be identified by their J. R. and Teutonic appearance.
Destined by his parents for a military career, N. Wellington McLellan strives to emulate his predecessor and
accordingly spends five hours each week with the C. 0. T. C. Peebles, another New Westminster man, is the
proud possessor of a silver medal, a reward for diligence. McClay is our literary representative, the
Demosthenes and Wrigley expert of our year. Guy, Buell and Siddons are military officers in the bud, while Newberry furnishes much fiery
comedy for the conscripts. Our photographic expert is Wilby; McKee and Armstrong are with us in chemistry. For a model of deportment
imitate Crickmay, a very "propah" young man. Medical assistance will not be lacking while Docs McKechnie and McMurray own their tool
kits. Stewart, our "ladies' man," is noted for his sweet and deadly smile, while Melville wears specs and red hair. Story is captain of our
lightning basket-ball team. Cook and Usher hail from Eburne; that explains all. Schell and G. Thompson are prominent among our chemists.
Thompson is the latest recruit to the art of dancing, while Ellard, another budding actor, does the hoola-hoola between lectures. Christie, a
connoisseur on the matter of cafeterias, dines at the K. E. H. S. Chatters upholds our intelligence department, while Day is our plump and
rosy literary genius. It is rumored that Waterson plays hockey and sings, and that McLennan made 99 in trig. Davenport kindly excuses
absences of his class mates to the professors, the former being engaged in a snow fight, while Junn spurs on the fighters. Anderson may be
found either at the notice board or on the gym floor. Parks shows an evident fondness for brown hats and pompadours. Weld is an elongated
gentleman, but witness his marks at Christmas. Coray is an expert at long range target shooting with snowballs. Both Anno and Cumyow
are singularly industrious, while Cowper is endowed with a marvellous faculty for essay writing, and Denham has even been rude enough
to disturb the peaceful slumber of the history class by asking questions. Smith is evidently an aspirant to pugilistic fame, judging by the
unlady-like manner with which he treats all obstructions in his hurried progress through the locker rooms. Pugsley once suffered himself
to be marked absent when one of the professors thoughtlessly called him "Poogsley." Truly 'tis of such stuff that martyrs are made.
Taylor is an ardent supporter of the hockey team. Davis has a much envied and most convenient habit of acquiring 100 per cent, in
Trig.; another among us inclined in the same direction is McKinnon, who comes to us from the end of the world, Revelstoke, or is it
Trail? R. Kaby is a harmless young man disposed to look on the humorous side of life. When Mr. R. was reciting VirgiL Wilson's
unbounded optimism asserted itself in a loud chuckle! It were wiser for us to draw a veil over the mournful consequences, kllark possessed of lungs to wonder at, is very useful to the C. O. T. C.; in later life he might make a fortune as an auctioneer or peanut vendor.
Foerster passes examinations in a manner creditable to himself and disconcerting to his less brilliant classmates. E. T. James, sometimes
known as "Taddy," an energetic young man, who prefers hockey to examinations; F. C. Law, objects to being called Freddie; J. C.
de Pender, who has a horror of expiring from over-work and so expends his superfluous energy on hockey and in creating diversions for
a bored class, form a trio noted for the civil war it wages, not oftener than twice a week. Great credit must be given to Mr. Boulton for
the way in which he has trained his affectionate Ford to go from high into reverse without murmuring or hesitation. Last, but not least,
let us mention Southam, Grayston, Larsen and Munro, who have left us at different times and whom we mourn as the "dear departed."
Although Professor Henry declares that we are as a class unpardonably frivolous, we take this opportunity to say that we really are
not as individuals, and we hope that as time goes on the freshness and greenness insisted upon by Mr. Wood will become but a memory
and that we may soon acquire the sophisticated air which marks the worthy Sophomores.
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"Fair as a star when only one
Is shining in the sky."
Charlie is a blue-nose; Charlie is a learned man; therefore,
blue-noses are learned men. To those who do not know what
blue-noses are, we will tell you; they are fish-eaters, that is, they
are "sharks." "Chas." is a shark; thus have we hunted down
that metaphor whereby is explained a man's disposition "to go
the whole round of creation" and come home knowing it all.
Despite the fact that "Chas." is a blue-nose—he is a good
man. The fact that he has ranked high in every examination
this year, as well as first, and that the student body chose him
President of the Alma Mater Society, is ample prpof. The capable way in which he has filled this office is known too well to
need mentioning. But as yet he has not forsaken the extravagances of Freshman days. Marshall said to Mennie in the hall:
"Chas. said he made a hundred in that test." Chas: "Like a hen
I did!"
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EngUsh, as a subject of the Science curriculum, receives such a jolt from the Freshmen of that Faculty, that it does not appear in
successive years. Therefore, Science '18, although a Junior class, is not subject to the tortures of English 7, and consequently cannot
write its autobiography. Anyhow, "it is a hard subject for a man to write of himself; it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the readers' ears to hear anything of praise from him." In short, this is from the pen of one whose knowledge of the
" members of Science '18 is about as wide and variable as a straight line having length, but no breadth.
Drewry, one of the four members of this Junior classfleft at Christmas to join the Royal Flying Corps. He held the Presidency of
this class and the Men's Athletic Association, in consequence of which he was one of the noble Council of Eight. The best wishes of all
students follow Mr. Drewry, as he goes to join other members of Science '18 now in Europe.
Someone remarked the other day that Austin never studies. We don't believe that, but we do wonder.when he ever finds time to
study. He is really a most versatile man. He can preside over the Science Men's TJndergrad, affix his name to Alma Mater cheques,
stir up scandal in an Irish village, ride a bicycle, and still pass well in examinations. Of course, he is also business manager for the
Players' Club, but some ambitious senior is going to write a whole thesis on that subject for a Ph.D. degree. However, when he leaves
the "TJ" his place will be hard to fill.
If you want to know anything about Williams, just ask Bullard, and the suggestion works equally well in the opposite direction. Neither
of them ever haunts the Arts Building, and if it were not for their sagacity in taking geology, they might have "wasted their sweetness
on the desert air" of the Science buildings. When Dr. Hodge says "Quiz," Bullard disappears as much as possible, while Williams wisely
weathers the storm, and seeks exercise in ice hockey, rather than in attempting to drape himself around one of the choice garden benches in
the Geology Lecture Room.   Williams sometimes escapes from work to be Vice-president of the Science Men's TJndergrad.
With the exception of Fourth Year Science, no class is as important in proportion to its numbers as Science '18. Their motto would
seem to be, "Lef s be happy while we may, exams, come soon enough."
Fifty-five Fifty-six £>rmtr? 'IB
When the roll was called at the beginning of this year's work, eight only responded out of a class of
thirty-five strong. However, four new arrivals, one of whom proved to be a student of McGill days, swelled
the numbers to a grand total of twelve.
Archibald, one of the new-comers, proved to be a "blue-nose," hailing from Nova Scotia. Somewhat
older than most of the rest of the class, he watched with mild amazement the doings of his class-mates.
Being an expert hockey player, he was a great support to the first team and when he enlisted during the
Christmas holidays, his loss practically shut out all hope of winning on the ice. Russ Bullard, who liked
second year so well that he decided to stay with it, has evidently taken a dislike to it, for he is leading in
practically all the classes, without putting in any extra time at it as far as anyone can see. Russ is one of
those members of the class who turn up at all college functions and uphold the Science reputation in that
respect. George Gilchrist, one of the liveliest members of the class, can always be found in the thickest of
the snowball fights. His professors assume that his reason for being always late in the morning is that the
Granville Street Bridge is open. (Don't tell them that he lives this side of it.) George has turned out to
be the card shark of the class. Gray is our veteran mountain climber, as may be surmised from his election as president of the
U. B. C. Mountaineering Club. Willie has a carefully cultivated moustache which bids fair to rival Mr. Silk's beard in college
history. As a partial student, Gray makes the class green with envy by the way he comes and goes at will. Among the prettiest
of the girls at the second year party was Bill Hatch, and he stayed there, too. He always does. Bill is treasurer of the Science
Undergrad. and one of a group who never skip lectures. Oh, no! If you see a crowd of Science boys in the auditorium, you can
know Bill is in the centre—playing the piano. Tommy Le Messurier, "Mizzoo" for short, was class financier and a dilettante in
society. When not dancing "Mizzoo" plies a lucrative trade supplying the class with drawing materials. The class made a wise
choice in making him treasurer. Tommy left us shortly after Christmas to join the Aviation Corps. "Fish" Livingstone came to us
from the trenches pretty well shot up. When he is missing from class we know he is having a piece of splintered bone or a specimen of German hardware pried loose from his anatomy. Having put in a brief appearance at college and its functions and some
work as Military Editor, "Fish" has re-enlisted and is going to Kingston to join the artillery. Hats off to the man who has been
through the mill and come out with many honorable scars. We record another social light in McPhee. You will find his
name on the list of members of the Annual Board. This boy is a worker, but that does not prevent him from going on sprees
with the class. If you get soaked going past the chemistry building, that's McPhee. "Pinky" Morrison refuses to be secretary for more than the Men's Athletic and Science Undergraduate Societies. He is class champion on the track, at hockey,
basket-ball, and putting the janitor on his back. The last he indulges in whenever the janitor wants to throw him out.
"Pinky" insistently claims that he doesn't know any of the girls at college, even after having talked to half a dozen. Henry
Page firmly denies that he is serving a sentence in prison for stealing twenty dollars from a Chinaman, although the rest of
the class insist they can prove it absolutely by clippings from the newspapers. He says the report is greatly exaggerated.
This enthusiast at skipping lectures has very nearly skipped the limit and will have to be good the rest of the term. Horace
Stedman comes straight from the old country, from London, in fact. This "rara avis" is very shy, especially of parties and
dances. His habitat is the class room, where he may be found at all hours of the day. We defy you to find his picture in the
class group, thus proving how shy he is. We bank on Horace to win a scholarship or something. He certainly deserves it if
work counts. K. Tamura is setting an example of industry to the class. Rumor has it that he milks 17 cows, chops up a
cord of wood and does a day's work every morning before coming in to college from Steveston. This is the explanation offered to
account for his semi-somnolent state. Tamura makes his class jealous by leaving at ten minutes of five every night to catch
the tram for Steveston.
Fifty-seven Bumrntt fttrtttj;, #r. *19.
When the second year surveying class met in August, it was divided into two sections, captained by "Mizzoo" and Pearce. Group I.
contained Pearce, Tamura, Hatch and McPhee, while Le Messurier, Morrison, Gilchrist and Page comprised Group II. Shortly after
work commenced, Stedman and Archibald were admitted to the first, while McPhee deserted therefrom, expressing a preference for the
second. The duty of these groups was to see if the trees, houses and lakes were exactly where they were when surveyed previously. The
fear has been expressed that the maps, when made, will not coincide with those of last year. The first work called for scientific ability of
a high (?) order. This was the measuring, by means of a tape, the distance of trees, etc., from a fixed line. At this work, Page
developed a habit of leaving his plumb-bob half a mile back, but he also developed an uncanny knack of finding it again, while Gilchrist took
to spearing Douglas Firs with pickets and marking pins until the diminished supply, due to breakage and loss, threatened to put a stop to
all work. Morrison and Page claimed that they did more surveying than the rest, for while the others were too busy to look around, they
surveyed everything in sight. At this time several marking-pins were lost in the duck-ponds, but McPhee positively refused to go in and
fish them out.
A hurried compass survey was next undertaken by both parties. The explanation for delayed return was that there was considerable
"local attraction" along the roads and walks by English Bay.
When Mr. Powell stated that if the prescribed work was finished early the students could have the extra time off, both groups came
an hour earlier and stayed an hour later each day, but did not finish before college opened. On the telemeter survey, which went clear
around the park, Tamura, while holding the rod, had great difficulty in keeping awake. The remainder of the party continually shouted
directions to him down the road, but each time to their expectant ears was wafted back the answer "Wh-a-a-at?" In a garden near a
caretaker's house, Mr. Powell discovered a plum tree, bearing luscious plums, of which he indiscreetly partook in the presence of the surveyors. On closer investigation, the boys found that the vicinity of the caretaker's house needed resurveying periodically. At lunch times-
both parties met at the refreshment pavilion and proceeded thence to the monkey-house, where "Pinky" once had a brand-new pencil
taken from him and swallowed by a monkey—then to the bear cage to watch Bill Hatch get the bears into a fight. That grizzly did
hate to see the other bears get anything to eat!
In the summer the surveyors had a grand old time while working, each man being supposed to keep notes. Now, the whole class
is collaborating to see if among them they have sufficient data to plot a complete map.
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Russ. Bullard—in church. Mr. Gray—minus the furnace (favorite saying "Got a match?") K. Tamura—City Engineer,
Tokio. Don Morrison—With black hair. Henry Page—second in command, somewhere in Mexico. Horace Stedman—in
dancing pumps.    He usually has a cold; no wonder, there's so much of him on the ground.
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Speaking of English composition, we have in our class a certain lank, optimistic young literary
aspirant whose main object in life, apart from asking sundry questions of lecturers, is to be different,
if not original. He thought that since he could not come across with quality (such a colloquilism
as "come across" is not nice, but we would prefer not to be accused of "supercilious superiority"
should we use impressive words) he proceeded to go in for quantity. Bulk being a personal characteristic of this worthy gentleman, we can only presume that he suggested the idea to himself in
some psychological manner. Instead of writing an essay on one of our fortnightly themes, Harry
Melville, of that ilk, wrote a book. We understand that when Mr. Ridington got as far as page
fourteen he decided he would not read any more and gave Harry the benefit of the doubt regarding
a pass mark.
Science '20 is the biggest roughneck class in the college—even Science '19 has to admit it. We
can do more damage to the square inch than any amateur photographer—vide arts' press.
Oh! by the way, we have a member in our class who is not a roughneck in the true sense of the
word. However, a person is known by the company he keeps, and our only lament is that Miss
Healy shows no ambition to break a record or a door or something and be a regular science student
in a mild sort of a way.
Apart from a little tendency to rough-house once in a while, we have some really nice boys in our class. Jack MacDonald
has such nice eyes and is such a "bootiful" dancer. Howard James is our class president, and a very efficient man at selling
tickets and things. Glen is the only man who takes Descriptive Geometry with a serious expression. Brown, Bush, Caspell and
Company occupy the rear of the room during drafting period and are incidentally the most adept at placing thumbtacks on stools.
Wallace, who is a wrangler in mathematics, once asked them to go to minus infinity. Brown is a great big fat boy who eats too
much sweetstuff but plays basketball like a whale. There was a little friendly boxing match going on the other day. Brown was
introduced and said he weighed a hundred and eighty, but could train down to a hundred and thirty. Doyle said he woul take
him as he was.    Doyle, being the wielder of this mighty pen, is, of course, unspeakable.
Dr. Hebb told us that we can learn some things by mere book work, or memory, but that we can only get mechanics through
our minds, and that is why some of us can't get it. Someone saw the joke—McKechnie, we believe. "Beans" Hillis is a good
smiler and needs a shave sooner than any in the class. Incidentally he is a good roughneck. There is a future in.front of him
we feel sure. Boomer has many attributes, his motto being "Speed! accurary not essential." He spoils more models in shop-
work than anyone, but is still ahead of the game. Speaking of shopwork, McQueen, Thompson and Rebbeck seem to get dirty
quicker than the others in the blacksmith shop. We fancy their peregrinations into the moulding shop with concealed weapons
in the shape of snow balls, are attended with results. Wet moulding sand is a good blackener. Coles enlisted and left for England some time ago. Sid. Anderson, of basketball fame, has also enlisted and is leaving for England shortly. York, although
silent, is pretty handy when we are throwing the Arts men out of the Science building. Andrews has the air of a descriptive
geometry shark. Aylard discusses passing events with a dry wit and David Anderson sometimes listens to him. Tamenaga
takes things seriously and passes in all subjects. Yonemoto ridicules a man who cannot do mathematics, but laments that
mechanics have got his psychological goat. Hardy is a human electrode and delights in drawing sparks of static electricity
from wireless apparatus and other junk. Watson always has the air of a connoisseur of something or other. He can fall
off a bicycle into six inches of mud neater than they do it in the moving pictures. Science '20 is greatly privileged in having
Mr. P. H. Elliott, of the Science staff, as Hon. President. As a class we have already become bonded in good fellowship and
all hope to be back again next year.
M. D. Bayly (President Men's Lit.) W. F. Emmons (President Chemical Society) P. Rosebrugh (President Women's Lit.) K. Peok (President Players' Club)
K. Mutrle (President Musical Society)    G. L. Fraser (President)     J. Russell (Secretary-Treasurer)      G. Henderson (Vice-President)       Prof. C Robertson (Honorary President)
Sixty-one It has been a pleasure to have been a member during the past year. The W. L. S.
has overcome any tendency to be a Social Club, and has preserved its identity as a purely
literary society. Just look over a copy of the neat little syllabus which was issued early
in the year, and, by the way, the printed syllabus does much to keep up an interest in the
meetings. In the first page is a list of officers. Mrs. Wesbrook, our Honorary President,
has not been able to attend many of our meetings this year, but we considered ourselves
,fsi privileged when she consented to accept this office.   The President is Pearl Rosebrugh—
and Pearl it was who arranged for the many splendid addresses we have had. The presidenc)' .of the W. L. S. is no sinecure,
and we have never had cause to regret our choice for President. The vice-presidency, a position implying much honor and no
work, naturally falls to Laura Pirn. While acting officially as secretary, Agnes Darner has had opportunity to renew such
youthful occupations as cutting out pictures. Winnie Lee is our reporter and treasurer. According to Dr. Boggs, there are
two kinds of bank deposits—real and ideal. Our treasurer nominally controls an ideal deposit. Even she never sees our funds.
But, then, that is simply a product of our wonderful system of student self-government. Olive Orr, Hazel Wilband, Helen
Wesbrook and Lucie Collier are class representatives to the executive.
The first meeting of the year was held on November 2nd, when Miss Maclnnes gave an address on "College Student Ideals."
This was later published in the monthly magazine, and is well worth more than one reading. At this meeting the Freshettes
presided in the kitchen, and quite lived up to entertaining standards of former tribes. On November 16th, Shirley Clement and
Laura Pim, representing the Senior Year, met Iona Griffiths and Norma Clarke, of the Juniors, in a debate on the question of
"Co-education." According to the laWs of debating, if the negative loses, the affirmative wins. Thus it was that the Seniors
were victorious. Mrs. D. Mcintosh addressed the W. L. S. on November 30th, when she spoke on "Feminism and the Works
of Ellen Key." It seemed particularly pleasing that we should have had the privilege of hearing one of the "Faculty Wives,"
and it has also been a source of great pleasure to see so many of these ladies at our meetings. This was the last meeting before
the Christmas vacation. The first meeting after the holiday was addressed by Mr. Wood, when we spent "An Hour with Ibsen."
It was most interesting, nor did it fall on deaf ears, for Miss Menzies confided to me that the copies of Ibsen were not gathering
dust in the stack-room after January 18th. The debate between first and second years was held on February 1st. The subject,
"The Reforming of Canada Into a Social Democracy," was a difficult one, but Margery Peck and Evelyn McKay, of the Sophomore year, and Jessie Lett and Marjorie Campbell-Brown, Freshettes, added much to the prestige of the W. L- S. by their
wonderful knowledge and handling of the subject. Several of the college men were present. We are sure they must have
enjoyed the debate. Refreshments were served by the junior and senior members. Last year, Mr. Russell had planned to give
an illustrated lecture on "A Tourist's Impressions of Rome." Fortunately for many of us, this was postponed until February
15th of this year. The meeting was thrown open to all students, and the physics lecture room was crowded. Perhaps it was
the warmth of the room, perhaps it was Bessie Dunsmuir's splendid piano selection added to Mr. Russell's interesting talk that
made us imagine we were under the skies of sunny Italy. On March 1st, K. Peck and Evelyn Story championed the cause of
the Senior year, while the Sophomores were represented by Connie Highmoor and Nellie Ballentine, when the final debate took
place. The subject, "Resolved, that in the best interests of humanity Russia should be given Constantinople." The winners,
the Seniors. The Sophomores have at last lost their laurels. The last meeting of the year will be held on March 15th, when
the Rev. Ernest Thomas will bring to us the "Message of Maeterlinck." We shall look forward to this with a great deal of
L. Collier        O. M. Orr        P. Rosebrugh  (President) A. Damer        H.   Wesbrook        H. Wilband        W. Lee        L. Pirn
W. Abercrombie W. G. Sutcllffe J. H. Mennle
Prof. F. G. C. Wood (Hon. Pres.)       M. D. Bayly (Pres.) J. Russell
A. C. Broatch
G. McClay
Sixty-four Under the new regime of student self-government in the University of B. C, the literary activities
of the students have been entirely reorganized. The Men's Literary Society is no longer autonomous
as it used to be in M. B. C, but is a part of the newly-formed Literary Department. In those good old
days that are gone, the "Lit." used to uphold the social side of college life; following the usual debate
or lecture every two weeks there was an informal dance. Now, with the advent of the University, all
that is gone. We have grown more dignified and formal. The Men's "Lit." now holds oratorical contests and international debates. Under the able leadership of Mr. F. G. C. Wood, as Honorary
President, and Mr. M. D. Bayly, as President, the society has done much to uphold the high literary-
standard of this student organization.
Early in the fall term it was decided not to enter the Vancouver Debating League, but following
JE 19 ^ tne Precedent set last year, to debate with Washington University. An inter-class debating league
was also formed, which has proved very successful.
The first and only mock parliament of the year was held on Oct. 25th, 1916. This form of debating was introduced last -
year by the Lit. at the suggestion of Dr. Eastman. At the meeting the Society was converted into the Canadian House
of Commons. The government presented a bill which provided for a compulsory course in English in all the schools of the
Dominion, and also a course in French in all the schools where the number of French students warranted it. Dr. Eastman
was speaker of the House, Mr. M. D. Bayly, Premier, and Mr. Mennie, leader of the Opposition. The prominent M. P's.
who spoke in favour of the measure were Messrs. Hagelstein, Broatch and Baker, while Messrs. J. Russell, L. Smith, G.
McClay and Sutcliffe contended for the Opposition. The bill, after an exciting debate, was finally passed by a vote of twelve
to eight.    The presence of ladies in the gallery added much interest to the first reading of this bill.
The Society was well represented in the Annual Oratorical Contest of the Vancouver Debating League last November by
Mr. Roland Miller, B. A., well known in U. B. C, for his prowess as an orator. By his very eloquent and splendid oration
on Lord Kitchener, he certainly merited the gold medal which he won as first prize.
On November 22nd, the first inter-class debate was held between Arts III. and IV. The subject was: "Resolved, That
the present policy of the U. S. A. is in the best interests of Mexico." The affirmative was debated by Messrs. Hagelstein and
Newton, of the Senior Year, the negative by Messrs. Broatch and Allardyce, of the Junior Year. The debate on the whole
was of a high order, Mr. Hagelstein speaking very effectively in the rebuttal. The judges, Dean Klinck, and Professors Willis
and Henderson, gave the decision in favor of the affirmative.
The question of "The attitude of U. S. in this present crisis and its relation to the best interests of humanity," was debated
in a most interesting and instructive way by Freshmen and Sophomores on December 6th.Messrs. Agabob and Sutcliffe took
the affirmative for the second year, while Messrs. Pratt and McClay, of the first year, spoke for the negative side. Both sides
brought out many good points, but the affirmative succeeded in proving its position. The judges were, Mr. Wood, Mr. Clement and Mr.  Boving.
The annual oratorical contest held on January 19, brought forth many newcomers to the world of oratory. Mr. Inglis
Hosang, a Chinese student, with his oration on "Si Yuen Hung, President of China," won the gold medal. In his presentation of "A Chinese Notable, by one of his own race," Mr. Hosang spoke with great fluency and conviction, showing a very
commendable knowledge of the subject. Mr. McClay, a Freshman, taking as his subject, "Canada After the War," won the
silver medal. He outlined the problems which the Dominion would have to face after peace was declared. The two other
speakers, Messrs. Hagelstein and Sutcliffe, chose for their orations, "The Policies and Plans by Which World Peace Might
Be Brought About for All Time." It is hoped that next year there will be more than four contestants, "just to make things
Sixty-five The final debate of the year was held on February 7th between the Sophomores and Seniors, to decide the championship
of the inter-class league. The subject was: "Resolved, That the National Public Utilities of Canada Should be Under Government Control." The affirmative was argued by Messrs. Hosang and L. Smith of the Second Year, while Messrs. L. Baker and
M. DesBrisay upheld the negative for the fourth year. Mr. Hosang dealt with the evils of the present monopolistic system,
and Mr. Smith showed the benefits which this measure had produced in other countries by a most prodigious array of figures.
Mr. DesBrisay dealt with the social and political aspects of the question, while Mr. Baker, in a very clear and convincing way,
showed the economic problems with which we would be confronted. The debate was exceedingly close, but was finally
awarded to the Second Year by the judges, Dr. Hebb, Mr. Barnes, and Mr. John Ridington.
Though the attendance at these debates has not been as large as desired, still we feel that those who have been present
have received some enjoyment and benefit from thm. Much credit is due to the hard-working executive of the society for the
way things have been managed. We feel that the literary side of our college life, apart from the actual class-room lectures,
has been very well attended to by this organization.
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The great event of the debating season was the international contest between the U. B. C. and the University of Washington, an event which U. B. C. can recall with particular pleasure, since its successful issue in Seattle and at home has been the
means of balancing the previous success of our neighboring university.
The debates took place on Friday, March 9. Messrs. M. D. Bayley and J. Mennie represented U. B. C. at home, and Messrs.
W. Sutcliffe and J. Denham at Meany Hall, Seattle. The Washington teams were composed of Messrs. P. Hodge, H. Everest,
D. S. Bollman and M. Robbins, the two former representing their University at Vancouver, the two latter at Seattle.
The subject of debate was one that is of world-wide interest and importance: "Resolved, that an International Supreme
Court should be established, supported by an international alliance against any nation or nations refusing to submit international disputes to such a court or to abide by its decisions." U. B. C. representatives supported the affirmative in the home debate
and the negative in Seattle
The first speaker pointed out that the nations, now so tired of war, were looking for a means of permanent peace, a means to
check forever, if possible, a waste of life and property so detrimental to the welfare of mankind. Furthermore, no single nation
was self-sufficient in its supply of the necessaries of modern life, nor could injury be done to any one nation without its effect
reaching to others. Mr- Bayley then indicated the three states of national being—(1) The present state of war; (2) a state of
individual self-sufficiency, and (3) the establishment of an international supreme court of the nations. The first of these was
already shown to be undesirable, the second impossible, therefore in the third must be sought the solution of the problem.
To compel obedience to the decisions of this court the speakers advocated the establishment of a police force, though appeal
to law, rather than to force, would be the ideal to be attained. The Hague Conference, he maintained, had accomplished
much although, lacking a police force, it had failed to prevent the present conflict.
The leader of the negative, Mr. Hodge, then opened the argument for the opposing team. He endeavored to show the
impossibility of establishing such a court as the affirmative advocated, pointing out that the present war had discredited international law and that economic self-interest would cause nations to refrain from participating in such an alliance. Moreover,
there was a difficulty that was insuperable in the problem of race divergency. Not until uniform customs and law had been
developed and a willingness to surrender individual sovereign-power attained, could such a court meet with success. These
conditions, said the speaker, could never be fulfilled.
Mr. Mennie, continuing the argument for the affirmative, recalled to mind the fact that many disputes of an international
nature had been peacefully settled in the past, these including cases that involved national honor and vital interests.    He showed
Sixty-six that the difficulty of appointing judges could be overcome and indicated the place of economic pressure as an instrument for
enforcing the decisions of the proposed courts.
Mr. Everest, the second speaker for the negative, maintained that, even if established, such a court could not be a success
because of non-justifiable cases, such as the problem of immigration. These cases would of necessity result in disagreement, and
force, as a means of coercing the powers to submit, would lead to a disruption of the alliance. The spirit of nationalism, said
the speaker, was as yet too strong.
Each speaker was then allowed five minutes for rebuttal.
While the judges were arriving at their decisions, Mrs. Morkill and Mr. Cave, accompanied by Mr. Russell, entertained the
audience with vocal numbers, which elicited hearty encores. Dr. Wesbrook then announced that the judges, Mr. R. L. Reid,
Dr. S. D. Scott and Mr. J. W. Risk, had rendered a unanimous decision in favor of the affirmative.
In Seattle, the debate took place in the afternoon, Mr. Bollman opening the argument for the affirmative. He based his
points on the fact that war was tending towards democracy and indicated the place of economic pressure as an instrument for
the adequate means of enforcing the decisions of such a court as advocated.
The leader of the negative, Mr. Sutcliffe, showed that the new court was based on three assumptions: (1)—that there was
universal brotherhood; (2)—that this brotherhood was desirous of universal peace, and (3)—that all war is evil. Of these, the
first two were erroneous and the third doubtful. Further, economic pressure had been tried in the Napoleonic wars and had
In replying and further advancing the affirmative argument, Mr. Robbins objected to the statement that there was no
universal desire for peace. As an example of divers peoples living peaceably under one law, he sighted the confederation of
the U. S.    What had been done on a small scale, could be done on a yet larger scale.
Mr. Denham closed the debate for the negative, pointing out that the success of the whole plan depended upon alliance
and harmony. The failure of the Hague, he said, marked the ruin of international arbitration. Today, ten nations were endeavoring to force Germany to abide by a decision, and they have been baffled for two and one-half years.
A unanimous decision was rendered in favor of the negative. Much credit is due the four representatives who so ably
upheld the honor of U. B. C. Neither must we overlook the indispensable and inestimable work done by the officers in making
this event one of such complete success.
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Though the Musical Club was formed rather late in the year, yet it is now well established. It is divided into three
branches of musical activity, namely, the Women's Glee Club, the Men's Glee Club, and the Orchestra. Mr. Russell is the
Honorary President and Conductor of all three, and it is to his energy and enthusiasm that their formation and progress is
The Women's Glee Club, the first of these societies to be formed, has some forty members. Under Mr. Russell's able
instruction they have learned several part songs, and with the aid of outside talent, presented an attractive programme at the
concert which they held at the end of March in aid of the Red Cross.
The Men's Glee Club has been unfortunate this year. In the first session the men were enthusiastic, but the music was
lacking. When the latter eventually arrived the time-table had been altered so that no available hour could be found for practising, seven being the largest number who could come at one time. Thus, this Club is saving its energy for next year when
it hopes to meet with better fortune.
M. D. Bayly J. H. Mennie W. G. Sutcliffe
J. Denham
D. Geoghegan
Standing—L. Roberts J. Abernethy
Seated—C. W. Austin K. Mutrle  (Pres.)
H. J. Meredith
Prof. Russell   (Hon. Pres.)
Sixty-eight The orchestra has been conducted under rather trying conditions. Apart from the time-table, the usual source of
complaint, drill and sports have also had to be reckoned with; finally, it was discovered that all could come after five o'clock on
almost any night. Several pieces are being learned, and the orchestra made its first public appearance at the Glee Club
Concert. There are twelve members, the majority playing violins; the other instruments consist of two cornets and a clarionet. Let this be an appeal for members; there is a desire for a drum and for more wind instruments, though the greatest need
is for a 'cello. Everyone realizes the importance of an orchestra in the college, so if you are musical, support this Club; and
be not deterred by the lateness of the practice hour; there is hope of a better time-table in the future.
On May 4, 1916, about 2.30 in the afternoon, groups of flustered people were seen approaching the court-house from all
directions. Some were flustered because they had never entered the precincts of the law before, and had a sneaking fear that
they might be hailed to the police-court before having a chance to explain what they were there for. However, the position
of policeman had been temporarily taken over by Mr. Wood, who was busy keeping the Freshies separated from the Seniors, to
whom they were drawn as if by a magnet. To keep the Sophomores quiet, he put them in a prominent spot where they could
see; consequently they had a splendid time. Occasionally a member of Convocation would have to be untangled from the Grads
and sent higher; sometimes we caught glimpses of all the colors of the rainbow in the direction of the spot in which the
Faculty were congregated. At last the glimpses developed into full views and the Faculty filed past. Some of them looked
perfectly happy but others seemed worried about the hang of their gowns and the fit of their hoods. However, we were all
much impressed, in fact one group was almost overcome by a certain hat; it was stunning and they longed to try it on. When all
the important people had passed on, the graduating class trying not to look too pleased with themselves, the common rabble
followed. Now, we are by nature a modest and retiring group of students and it embarrassed us horribly to find ourselves the centre of attention. We simply had to smile at the movie man (we never will again—he left us. out) and yet
maintain a dignified expression. It was very trying and the guard composed of men of the 196th destroyed our last-remnants
of dignity, so we gave it up and enjoyed ourselves discussing the merits of the various University hoods displayed. That
white fuzzy stuff did not seem to wear well.
The meeting was opened, as the minute books express it, by singing "O Canada!" To prevent dissension and procure
uniformity, the words were printed on the programme, but not caring for that version, we each sang our own and it made a
lovely noise. This was followed by addresses from President Tory, of the University of Alberta, who gave the convocation
address, from the Lieutenant-Governor of the Province and from Mr. Bowser. After this came the event, the conferring of
degrees. The graduating class, having finally decided to carry their caps, arose. It was a very impressive ceremony, but
we want to know why a certain youth objected to having the fateful words said over him. We would remind him that the
chancellor cannot be expected to pursue unwilling students down the aisle. If he did not want a degree, why did he bother
about exams? The prizes were then distributed, and here we must express our approval of calling the winners up in pairs; it
adds a zest and gives the science men something to talk about besides themselves. After singing the National Anthem, we
dispersed. It is a sign of student depravity that the only incidents one is able to remember about this event are the things
one probably ought to forget.
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II HE Players' Club was reorganized with much enthusiasm early in the fall. The new executive consisted of Kathleen Peck
}/ as President, Isobel Harvey as Secretary, and Shirley Clement as Treasurer.   Mr. Wood, the Honorary President, consented
to act as coach for the season. The first difficulty encountered was a superfluity of would-be members. After careful consideration, the executive decided to limit the membership to fifty, since that seemed to be the largest number for whom there were
positions. They retained all of last year's members who desired it, judging that those who had supported the club in its infancy should have some claim upon it in its fortunate days, and selected the remaining members by tryouts. It was proposed
that four one-act plays should be presented in December in order to discover latent talent in the new members and to offer an
evening's enjoyment to the friends of the club.
The first, "Rosalie," was a bright French sketch depicting the trials of an ambitious "bourgeois" family about to entertain a
rich acquaintance. Mr. Gibson, B. A., who acquired fame last season as "Fanny's" butler, took the part of the uneasy host,
Miss Hardy was inimitable as the ladylike Madame Bol, and Miss Rosebrugh commanded our sympathy and admiration, when,
as Rosalie, she endured torrents of abuse, and at last, seizing her opportunity, turned the tables on her exacting employers.
"Modesty," which followed this selection, is also by a French writer and contains only three characters—a charming
widow and her two suitors. Miss Ethel Mutch made a most delightful widow and no one who saw her could help envying
Mr. Allardyce, who filled the role of the successful suitor, or sympathizing with Mr. Agabob, who was rejected.
As the climax of a play should occur in the third act, the climax of the evening's enjoyment was reached when the curtain rose on the third playlet, "Op o' Me Thumb," called for the sympathy of its hearers rather than their mirth. Mandy, a
romantic and imaginative orphan, who works in a French laundry, falls in love with a coster, Horace Greenway (Mr. Hunter)
one of her patrons. The course of true love never did run smooth, particularly if the love were not returned, and we are not
surprised when the curtain falls on the disconsolate maiden (Miss Bodie) who sobs, "O, Mr. 'Orace, Mr. 'Orace, you've broken
my 'eart and stuck a pin in it."
The final play of the group was Lady Gregory's "Spreading the News," a light Irish ccfmedy. A series of misunderstandings involves all the characters in a huge "mix-up," which could happen only in Ireland. Miss Wesbrook as Mrs. Fallon, and
Mr. McClay as Bartley Fallon, held the centre of the stage, while Jack Smith, the cause of all the trouble, appeared in the person
of Mr. Austin.
The presentation of these selections was greatly facilitated by the kindness of the Board of Governors in having the stage
enlarged and provided with footlights and curtains. The Science men aided in the construction of scenery and the whole
arrangement was most effective. Two other events followed close upon this evening. An afternoon performance of the plays
was given during the Christmas vacation for the pleasure of the returned soldiers in the hospital, and "the dansant" given
by Mr. Wood in January, in honor of the members of the various casts.
Preparations were made next for the annual public performance and "Merely Mary Ann" (by Zangwill) was chosen for
the occasion. The cast included Miss Bodie and Mr. Hunter, who had recently proved their talent, and Misses Martin, Coy,
Peck, Highmoor, and Mr. Fraser, who had won their spurs last year.
The club members decided to give two performances of the play, the second under the auspices of the Girls' Auxiliary.
The funds thus raised will go towards the new military hospital.
The costumes themselves were "triumphs of creative art." Those of the society ladies in the fourth act were copied from
Paris models. Being chosen with careful attention to color effects, they greatly increased the beauty of the last scene. The
costumes of Rosie and Mrs. Leadbatter were no less triumphs in their own way, and only those who saw them can fully realize
how suitable they were.
Seventy-one Peter
"Merely Mary Ann"
Mary Ann
Mrs. Leadbatter
Mary Ann
Seventy*two On the eventful night Miss Bodie surpassed all expectation
she stood before Mrs. Leadbatter yawning until "her mouth st
scenes with the erratic and unworthy Lancelot, and the grave na
innocence and earnestness with which she declared that God m
would not marry her because of class distinction, and that sh
more than one sympathetic listener felt the tears rise. In the 1
less charming. Mary Ann's native wit, developed by educatio
and when at last the birds "in her clean heart began to sing a
Mr. Hunter, too, gave an artistic interpretation of the hai
was entirely free from the self-consciousness which hampers so
tailed mention Of Peter, Mrs. Leadbatter and Rosie, as well a
tions of them all, even of the canary.
s in the excellence of her acting. She won her audience when
ood open like a pillar box." She held her audience through her
ivete of her speeches to him was equalled only by the child-like
ade her. When, at the end of the third act, she realized that he
e would never see him again, her distress was so touching that
ast act, in entirely different surroundings, Miss Bodie was not
n, but unspoiled by sophistication, was admirably portrayed,
gain," we rejoiced in her joy.
r-tearing musician. His acting was easy, yet vivid, and he
many amateurs during emotional scenes. Space forbids de-
s of the minor characters, but the audience has lively recollec-
'Gkttax JUttjromti"
My life lies all before me.    It brims o'er
With treasured knowledge, limitless, unthought;
The charms of Nature exquisitely wrought,
The flow'rs, the birds, the clouds—all have their lore;
The dulcet strains of Music move me more,
Or deathless forms of Sculpture and of Art,
The well-loved books which live within my heart,
Or foreign peoples on some distant shore,—
How can I know them all?    My pygmy mind
Now fails me.    Father wise, help me to make
One single choice, and give my weak will strength
To labor bravely and in Truth to find
My motive firm; thus striving for its sake
Steadfast in purpose, I succeed at length.
—Evelyn McKay, '19.
'JRotlpr iEartl?;
Never have I soft-named thee "Mother Earth,"
Usurious lender of a little dust
Througrh which a straying wind blew life; non-plussed,
Thou left thy half-planned being without worth
To deem the mystery, or span the girth
Of knowledge ultimate; like lands that rust,
Blazed bare by myriad-edged rays which thrust
Down scorching talons into smouldering dearth.
And thou wilt call me back?   Ah, far beyond—
Where level winds are fringed with fraying light
From stars companionable, ever dawned
With suns eternal—thence my spirit's night,
Remerged, will glow to a diviner gleam
In that unpurposed and uneddying stream.
-P. S. '18.
Seventy-three * A *
R   k^ ^ j /
Standing—W. Livingstone (Military), I. Thomas (Athletics), I. A. Shaw (Business Manager), A. L. Marshall (Illustrating), O. M. Orr (Literary),
A. C. Broatch (Circulation Manager).
Sitting—J. H. Mennie (Associate Editor), C P. Munday (EdItor-ln-Chlef), E. Mutch (Associate Editor), S. Clement (Society),   L. P. Smith (Exchange),
S. McGuire (Alumni).
Seventy-four (Ely? (Ulymtetrg &at\zty.
A. Gross
L. Marshall 1. Murtagh H. J .Meredith
Dr. D. Mcintosh (Hon. Pres.)
J. Russell
J. H. Mennie
Emmons (Pres.)
The establishment of the Chemistry Society has this year
opened up a field hitherto untouched by any student organization.
Created through the efforts of some of the advanced chemistry
students, it met with enthusiastic support from all those interested in that subject* In furtherance of its object, the encouragement of interest in scientific topics, its meetings have been
devoted to lectures both by members of the staff and men from
outside the University. Mention of "The Rare Gases of the
Atmosphere," "The Chemistry of Photography," "The Electrolytic Production of Zinc," gives some indication of the diversity
of the subjects dealt with. These lectures have not been confined
strictly to Chemical topics, but, by way of variety, one meeting
was devoted to "Astronomy," another to "Wireless Telegraphy."
One of the features of the year's programme has been the
delivery of papers by students. Several meetings were devoted
to these, the papers being: "Dyes," by Miss Viva Martin; "High
Temperatures," by Mr. John Mennie; "Wireless Telegraphy," by
Mr. A. L. Marshall; and "Catalysis," by Mr. C. A. Wright. Undoubtedly in the future, when the University possesses students
engaged in research work, the Society will enjoy the privilege of
hearing original papers, prepared by some of its own members.
It must not be supposed that the Society consists of a few-
fanatical "highbrows," and that the lectures are too abstruse for
the general public. The membership of the Society is open to all
students of the University, and the lectures have been of a nature
deeply interesting even to those who possess but slight scientific
knowledge. That this fact was appreciated, the excellent attendance of non-chemists at many of the meetings has shown.
During the month of December, it was decided that a social
evening should be held at the last meeting for 1916. This took
the form of an informal dance, which was thoroughly enjoyed by
all the members present.
The success of the Chemistry Society has been due, in large
measure, to the interest taken in it by the staff of the Chemistry
Department. To them, and to the others who spent time and
labor to help us, we owe sincere thanks. By their aid, during
this, the first year of its existence, the Society has established for
itself a secure position among the activities of the University, and
we may look forward to a continuation and extension of its work
in future years.
R. J. Bullard W. Thompson M. DesBrisay (President Men's Athletic Association) D. Kerr D. R. Geoghegan W. Abercrombie W. H. Coates
M. B. Abel V. Martin M. McDonald        D. Trapp (President Women's Athletic Association) C W. Austin Dr. Davidson (Honorary President)        S. Clement
Seventy-six J. Abernethy M. McDougall
S. Clement
M. Alexander
V. Muddell D. Geoghegan
M. Cameron (Captain)
B. Abel
H. White M. Hardie
P. McGregor
0. McLean
Seventy-seven Utyp (Ham?.
TjfJROM time to time, generally at that period of the journalistic year when the correspondence columns of the English papers tell
2}\ of the big gooseberry or of the ways of the sea-serpent, there is offered an attack on the flannelled goods and muddied oafs
who waste their time in sport. The public schools and the older universities generally bear the brunt of the attack because
it is in these institutions that sport is admitted to be part of the curriculum, and not merely a healthy recreation. Their
attitude towards such an onslaught is generally that of the elephant towards the earth-worm. The playing fields of Eton, the
struggles on the Cam and the Isis, have taken their place in history. The men who pulled an oar when every wearied muscle
longed for rest, pulled until they collapsed, when the cox cried "Easy All!" pulled not for themselves but for the honor of
their college, these men have proved in later life that they could ever pull for others and for the general good. It was such men
who in August, 1914, were racing along the highroads of Britain on their motor cycles headed for their old colleges. It was
they, who panting and dust-begrimed, begged the military authorities to take them and their "bykes." Their machines lie
scrapped between Boulogne and Belgium, and most of the riders have an eternal rest. The value of sport as physical training,
the value of sport as a preparation for the defence of one's country, is too obvious to require developing here.
It would be difficult to exaggerate the value of the moral training that the British race has acquired from sport. Games
have reached social strata in Great Britain that have remained almost untouched by religious teaching. It is through their
medium, and not through the church, that the main teachings of Christianity have been brought home to the masses. A
cotton operative of the north of England, one of those crowds of tens of thousands that a football game could assemble there
before the war, has a practical code of right and wrong in which "sporting" "playing the game," "shaking hands," are more
frequently referred to than the tables of the law. The schoolboy learns to keep his temper, learns not to be vindictive, learns
to give his adversary credit for good qualities, learns to subordinate self to the common weal—not in the classroom, but in the
field. It is the value of this moral training that justifies the seeming waste of time entailed by sport in our educational system.
Sport carried on for profit, for personal celebrity, is worse than useless. The mere desire to "star" in any branch of student
activities is defeating the ends for which one enters a university. Sport, worthy the name, makes one a better citizen. Temper,
revenge, selfishness, insubordination must go or one will never be a true sportsman. Team work is an essential—as it is the
essence of good citizenship. The other side must be beaten—but according to the rules of the game, and the more they
ignore them, the more it behooves us to adhere to every technicality. Clean sport means the appreciation of all that is good
in both sides and one has simply to widen the field when once the lesson has been learned—school, university, municipality, province, dominion, empire, international relations.
It follows from this that sport makes a better patriot. The boy who has been shrieked at to "pass"; the boy who has had to
drive his oar right through with no shortening of the stroke, has learned that his own personal comfort is of no consequence
when the team or the crew is concerned. The country is a team and the same law holds good. Useless the cry for clean politics, for disinterested service, unless the individual learns to sacrifice himself, instead of crying to his neighbor to be unselfish.
Many political problems are no more than the stubborn conviction of some man in power that his adversary is wrong, utterly
wrong, because—because his political color is bright blue when it should be pale pink. A sense of humor and a sportsman's
training would solve the difficulty. The same saving grace is useful in international relations. Patriotism is not hating every
country but one's own; it is loving one's own; no negative virtue is required or patriotism would be within the heart of
the most abject scoundrel capable of hating; a virtue so positive is required that great patriots have ever been great heroes. The
German soldier cannot understand why the British Tommy sings the Teutonic hymn of hate with such gusto instead of writing
a special strafing ballad for himself. That is the saddest thing I know about the German soldier, and Tommy's attitude is the
sweetest comfort I derive from the war.    The British soldier has been  through it all  and  has come  forth  with  a  sense  of
Seventy-eight humor and a sportsman's allowance for Fritzy.    I am profoundly thankful that our long and persevering sports training has
come triumphant through the supreme test.    We have produced no Von Bissing, but we have found a Bairnsfather.
The sportsman is, then, a better citizen and a better patriot. He is also a better Christian. The sporting code is a good
one because it is hard to follow, because it is idealistic. Playing the game will not always lead to fortune, it will not even
gain appreciation in some communities, it may be anathema at certain moments—all the more credit for those who stick to it,
who set their teeth tight on the quill and "pull" as the boating men do. A code of honor that breaks down in a national crisis, a
religion whose main teaching has to be suspended until "after the war," are unworthy of being taken up again at a later date.
If oUr code of honor and our religion have failed, let us be honest and scrap them both. The slacker and the atheist are vastly
superior to the atheist. But they have not failed. When the mists of. misconception have risen, when the fumes of childish
anger are dispelled, when the slush of petty spite has dried to dust and vanished before the wind, then the men who have "played
the game in whatever field the captain placed them, have no cause to be ashamed.
For the greatest sportsman the world has ever seen died on Calvary.    And he was no weakling.
The interest which the women of the University have manifested in athletics this year has been especially keen. Nor was
it confined to any one branch. The four different clubs, basket-ball, ice hockey, grass hockey and swimming, have all proved
that they were very much "alive." This may, without doubt, be attributed to the lively competition carried on by Viva Martin,
Donna Kerr, Dorothy Geoghegan and Mary Macdonald, the respective presidents of these clubs. Each tried to swell the
numbers and stimulate interest in her own organization, with the result that the first three clubs have each been able to
produce two teams. These energetic presidents, under the able leadership of Dorothy Trapp, the women's athletic representative on the Students' Council, comprised the athletic executive and formied such a splendid combination of workers that the
Women's Athletic Association has proved to be one of the leading organizations of the college.   .
Hasbrt Hall.
Basket-ball continues to hold its proud position as the major sport of the University girls, and under the able coaching of
Mr. Wright and Mr. McDougall, two teams were produced at the beginning of the year. The first team entered a league with
Normal, Crofton House and Braemar, and up to the present has won all its games. Interest was further heightened by the
formation of a class league after Christmas in which teams from third, second and first years compete.
Teams Winner Teams Winner
U. B. C. vs. Normal   U. B. C.    8-7 U. B. C. vs. Braemar U. B. C. 22-4
U. B. C. vs. Normal   U. B. C. 36-2 U. B. C. vs. Normal U. B. C. 14-6
U. B. C. vs. Crofton House U. B. C. 26-15 U. B. C. vs. Ex-Normal  U. B. C. 28-5
U. B. C. vs. Ex-Normal  U. B. C. 12-11
U. B. C. vs. Braemar U. B. C. 52-11 U. B. C. vs. Normal U. B. C. 25-6
E. Story V. Muddell M. MacDonald
Ballentine D. Kerr  (Captain) M. Cameron
I. Forln H. White
A. M. Dockrlll        M. Tennant        V. Martin
N. Coy B. Clement (Captain) D. Trapp
Teams Winners Teams Winners
U. B. C. vs. Normal U. B. C. 14-6 U. B. C. vs. Normal II Normal 14-5
U. B. C. vs. Normal Normal   6-2
Teams Winners Teams Winners
Arts '18 vs. Arts '19 Arts '18, 15-9 Arts '18 vs. Arts '20 Arts '18, 23-5
Arts' 19;vs. Arts '20 Arts '19, 18-4 :
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During the last season a marked improvement has been shown in this branch of athletics, owing, perhaps, to increased
competition in the sport and to the able coaching of Mr. W. Thomson.
The second team has two victories to its credit. Both games were played against the Swastika second team, the scores
being 2-0 and 2-1 respectively.
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Grass hockey has been pursued with greater enthusiasm this year. Four games have been played, of which the University
won three. The weather, as usual, has caused the postponement of several matches, but the hockeyists still have four games
to which they are looking forward in the evident anticipation of winning them all. Dorothy Geoghegan, president of the club,
and Margaret Cameron, captain of the first team, have done much to aid in the work of coaching the teams.
Twenty-five of the college girls and their friends have enjoyed the weekly swims in the Chalmers' Church tank. It was
hoped that a water tournament could be held between the University and the Normal Clubs, but, unfortunately, this has not
yet been possible.
JRrtt'8 Saakrt Hall
Although several of our best players had enlisted, there was plenty of good
material to choose from at the beginning of the season. It was hard to determine who would make the first team. Accordingly, a series of four exhibition
games was played with the ex-Normals. In the first two, Varsity was trying
out different men for the positions, consequently they were not able to put up
their best game, and lost. But when the team was definitely picked, they had no
difficulty in cleaning up their rivals in the other games. Then a match was played
with the Y. M. C. A. seniors, and although Varsity played a harder and faster game, the superior weight and experience of the
"Y" were too much to overcome.    "Chas." Wright is a crack shot and good at back-checking.    "Pinkie"  Morrison, the other
Eighty-one MEN'S ICE HOCKEY.
Inter-Collegiate Champions, 1916-17.
F. Brown W. Thomson A. R. Waterston
H. Mclnnes R. Taylor        J. C. de Pender
E. Caspell J. Williams (Captain) E. T. James
F. Emmons S. Anderson W. Abercrombie
C. A. Wright W. R. McDougall  (Captain) D. Morrison
F. Brown
Eighty-two forward, is one of the fastest players in the city, and a marvel at close-in combination. At centre is "Mick" McDougall, the
captain, whose long reach enables him to get the jump most of the time, and whose success in dropping in long shots is phenomenal. "Bill" Abercrombie and "Gordie" Callaghan make a stonewall defence, and "Aber" generally outscores his check in a
game. Unfortunately, just after Christmas, Callaghan left college, and Abercrombie was laid out for the season owing to an
injury to his knee. Frank Emmons and "Thid" Anderson were brought up from the second team; Frank played guard, "Thid"
centre, while McDougall was shifted back to guard. Forbes Brown replaced Morrison on the forward line. Suffering from a
lack of sufficient practice together, the team dropped two games, one to the "Y," the other to the ex-Normals. Up to the present
the team has won two games from the battery and in the senior league has lost three (one to the "Y," two to the ex-Normals).
The second team finished the first half of the intermediate league with an unbroken string of victories, thus qualifying
for the play-off with the winner of the second half. Much credit has been due to their efforts in upholding the honor of the
university. Fast combination and good shooting have been the charactistics which have spelt success. Owing to the transfer of "Thid" Anderson and Frank Emmons to the First team, theirs has been slightly weakened. But Bob Anderson and
Harry Andrews have successfully filled the gap. The original team was this: Bennie Crann and Story, forwards; Anderson,
centre; Emmons and Caspell, guards.
fflm'B SSforkfg.
The prospects of a successful hockey season seemed promising when about twenty fellows turned out for the first practice
of the year. On account of the support ice hockey received, it was decided not only to enter a senior team in the city league
as formerly, but also to form a second team to play in the inter-collegiate series. The senior team, however, was depleted
by the loss of Faulkner, Turnbull, on the defence, and Archibald, who had enlisted. It was then decided that Varsity drop out
of the city league.    In the game, Varsity vs Centrals, Varsity, however, lost, the Centrals winning 5-4.
The Club now confined its attention to wresting the honors of the Inter-Collegiate League, and was well rewarded for its
efforts. Varsity soon got her stride and kept the lead all the way. With Faulkner gone, Taylor the fast wing, was placed
between the bars, and instructed to stop the puck with leg, stick, arm, or face, whichever was the most convenient. It took
him a while to learn the ropes of his new position, but soon proved as valuable a goal-keeper as he had been a wing. West
Thomson, president of the Club, and James, both proved invaluable on the defense, the former executing with success "Moose
Johnson" rushes. Joe Williams, the captain, and Forbes Brown, the rover, were both hard workers, and did much towards
the team's victory. Mclnnis and Benny Crann on the wings, completed the speedy forward line, which developed a. most
effective combination. The following constituted the team: Goal, Taylor; point, Thomson; cover point, James; centre, Williams; rover, Brown; left wing, Crann; right wing, Mclnnes: spares, Caspell and Waterston.
Sty* Sttfrr-ffllaaa S*>agi».
One of the interesting features of Men's Basketball this season has been the Inter-Class League. Its purpose was to
train up men for the first and second teams and create a greater interest in the game. In the Ante-Christmas schedule,
Science '20 put up the winning team, with Arts '20 close behind. The Freshie Engineers had a fine team, as four of their
players were men from the first and second teams. Here is the team: Crann and Andrews, forwards; "Thid" Anderson,
centre; Caspell and Callaghan, guards. Arts '17, '19 and '18 followed Arts '20 in order. Much credit is due the Seniors for
such a good showing. In order to further increase the interest in the game, the players of the first and second teams were
not allowed to play in the Inter-Class League after Christmas. With only one defeat against them, and their scientific rivals
humbled, 'Arts ^O^s hopes are bright for winning this series when a play-off for the championship will be necessary. Arts '17
and '18 are also tied, each having won two and lost two games.    Arts '19 occupy the cellar.
Eighty-three .OLA. damp l&mg
ou HJtttl?
Said the mountains to the ocean, "What is all this din about?"
And the ocean gurgled gently, "O, I guess that school is out!"
Sang the hearty winds together, "Whence hath come this mob
we see?"
And   the   calm   trees   rustled   mildly, "O,   they   hail   from
U. B. C!"
It's a long way to old Vancouver
It's a long way to go.
I don't want to see Vancouver
For a few days yet you know.
Pass me a slice of sunset
And a fresh mosquito—do;
Let it buzz-zz-zz of old Vancouver
And U. B. C. too.
How we revel here at Whytecliff, every tree a tale can tell,
Sea  and  wind and  sky and  sunlight take  us  each  beneath
their spell,
All the little fish stand upright on their tails deep in the sea
As they hear the daily pow-wows (nightly, too) of U. B. C.
But   a   curious  breeze   that   scurried   everywhere   a   breeze
could go,
Scampered  through  the  trees  one  evening  rippling  softly,
"Now I know!
These merry mobbers hither came—I know the reason why—
'Tis that in Varsity these students have a moving 'Y!' "
Sunset dies in the sky
Where rainy-colored clouds
On wind-wings swiftly fly—
The winter's vanguard shrouds.
Seem downward drawn to peaks
Snow-tipped, with wooded slopes,
Seem low-hung over creeks—
Despair o'er near-grasped hopes.
Weird streaks of light (or dark ,
For color there is none;
An absence seems to mark
Yet not with glow or dun)
Play on the Gulf, although
The ridges east are dusked;
Now street lights gleam below,
But clouds are still untusked
On the single brow of White;
A pallid sunset shaft
Draws off into the night.
This is a wondrous, craft,
And yet the querulous soul,
Half-uncontent, would find
The Hand that hath control,
The subtle Master-mind.
Eighty-four Stye Alumnt Arts '15.
Jessie Anderson has been teaching at Maple Ridge since September, 1916.
George Annable is a law student at Moose Jaw.
Edward Berry, our Rhodes Scholar, is on active service with the H. Q. S. 9th. Brigade, C. F. A., in France.
Ella Cameron is on the teaching staff of the Lord Nelson School.
Muriel Carruthers, after attending Normal for a short time, has been teaching at Newton, B. C.
Florence Chapin is teaching at the Lord Nelson School.
Agnes Dick "is at Trail, or maybe Yale—anyway, she's teaching there."
Charles Duncan, as everyone knows, belongs to the 196th. Battalion.
Marjorie Dunton, yet another pedagogue; she's at Cloverdale.
Isabel Elliott, teaching in Mt. Pleasant School.
James Galloway, the business-like, is at Columbia University.
Henry Gibson has become passionately attached to our local Normal School.
Laura Lane has a school just outside the precincts of her beloved New Westminster.
Ernest Le Messurier is a lieutenant with the 143rd. Battalion, better known as "The Bantams."
Sherwood Lett is attached to the Headquarters Staff of the 121st. in England, after having passed his examinations in a most
creditable manner.
Edward Logie is back at our university as our first M. A. student.   He is writing on the subject of "Immigration."
L. C. Luckraft has a church in the city.   Rumor has it that Mrs. L- C. Luckraft is no longer a mythical personage.
Jean MacLeod, after a strenuous term at Normal, is staying quietly at home for a time.
Isabel MacMillan is applying her college education to the science of managing house and is now "a shark at cooking."
William Maxwell is with the 46th. Queen's Battery in France.
Grace Miller, after teaching in Alberta, is now in a South Vancouver School.
Roland Miller, of oratical fame, intends to study law in the very near future.
Lennox Mills has been a law student since his graduation.
Edward Mulhern is helping to administer justice.
Donald Hugh Munro is teaching in Nanaimo High School, also acting as organist in a church there.
Thomas Robertson is studying agriculture on his father's farm at Westminster.
Jean Robinson is teaching in the High School at Victoria.
Gladys Schwesinger is teaching in West Point Grey.
L. B. Sexsmith is with the Imperial O. T. C. in England.
Thomas Shearman is yet another member of the 196th. Battalion.
D. Smith is a minister in one of the city churches.    His favorite recreation is still a good set of tennis.
J. P. C. Southcott is with the 68th Battery.
Edna Taylor has conquered the course at Normal and is now studying music.
Clausen Thompson, a city Jehu.
Harold Walsh is with the Signalling Corps.
Mary Wilson taught for a time, but has given it up.
Wm. C. Wilson is with the 46th. Queen's Battery.
Chitose Uchida is at Czar, Alberta, where she is the schoolmistress.
Eighty-five ^uroty.
JTTHE social activities of the college this year, though as numerous as ever, have been for the most part very informal and simple.
\^Ji With such a number of our men at the front and so many more going, we have not felt like doing anything on a very large
scale. Our affairs have all been held in the college itself and have been open only to the students and their friends. This
has been no detriment to our enjoyment of them, however, owing to the facilities for entertaining at our disposal in the new
wing of the Arts Building, and to the congeniality of the student body as a whole.
The social life began early in October with the Freshman Reception, at which the President of the Alma Mater Society
welcomed the new students and everyone got acquainted with as many other people as possible. This was followed by the
Initiations which the Freshies entered into with as good grace as was consistent with the nature of the "stunts" they were called
upon to perform. The class of 1920 are good sports and we are proud of them. We also take this opportunity of congratulating the Sophomores on the competent manner in which they handled their charges.
The big affair of the first term was the Arts Dance given by the Men's Undergraduate Association. The Science Skating
Party was quite an event, too, and there were several class parties which were very enjoyable. It was rather curious to
notice the popularity of any man who could dance. He was almost certain to receive an invitation to everything. If he could
not be worked in by inviting some executive he would be privately asked to come anyway, as nobody would know the
After Christmas came the rest of the class parties, the second Arts Dance this time given by the Women's Undergrad in
honour of several of our returned soldiers, and another Skating Party at which the Science men were again the hosts. Quite a
number of our men have left for the front just lately and one of the most enjoyable social events of the year was "the dansant"
given for them in January.
The various clubs and associations have contributed their share to the list of entertainments. The Y. W. C. A. held a
reception for the Freshettes at the beginning of the year; their honorary president, Mrs. Klinck, gave a tea in honour of Miss
Hamill, the National Student Secretary, and it was under their auspices that we were enabled to hear Mrs. McLean's most
delightful dramatic presentation of certain episodes from Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables." In December the Players' Club
staged four playlets in the University auditorium, and also put on a play on the 16th and 17th of March which was as successful
as its last year's performance. The graduating class is understood to be planning various festivities for Convocation Week, and
there are rumours of several other social events as well.
We wish here to express our great appreciation of the kindness of Miss Maclnnes and the wives of the Faculty in coming
to participate in the social life of the students in the way they have done, sometimes on very short notice, and in all kinds of
weather—for Jupiter Pluvius has been very unkind to us on several occasions and the streets around the college are not
remarkable for their freedom from mud in wet weather.
There is also a debt of gratitude owing to Miss Coy, Miss Mayuard, Miss Frame, Miss Martin, Miss Bain, Miss Marjorie
Peck, and Miss Day for their competent management of the commissariat department at the different receptions and dances. If
anyone doubts the importance of this branch of "social service" let him apply to any of the men. be they Freshmen or Seniors,
for their opinion of a function at which the refreshments are not both good and plentiful.
Eighty-six When a delegation from the Y. W. C. A. had occasion to interview Mr. Somerville of "the World," he remarked,
upon no provocation from the delegates, "You seem to have a very lively organization at the University. You are
always doing something. I notice you have an almost weekly report in the papers." The "Y" has indeed been
"fervent in spirit" this session. With the Alma Mater Society, it is the only organization which has materially
helped the Varsity Red Cross. A review of the meetings alone is somewhat like this: The Rally in October (which we
hope will prove an annual event), Mrs. Stuart Jamieson, of the University Women's Club, the speaker; addresses
by Dr. W. H. Smith, of St. John's Presbyterian Church, Rev. F. W. Kerr, of New Westminster; Dr. Mackay at the
Annual Patriotic meeting, Dr. Sherrard (before Christmas) giving a course of lectures on the great religions of the
world, Dr. Riggs (after Christmas) conducting the Bible Study Class; visits from Miss Ferguson, appointed a
foreign secretary to India, and Miss Hamill, National Student Secretary for Western Canada. Lastly, on March 2,
the "Y" had the unique privilege of holding under its auspices the first dramatic recital by Margaret Prendergast
McLean in Vancouver. Three scenes from "Les Miserables" were dramatized, with the poems "Vive la France,"
"The English Flag," and in response to the appreciation of the audience, "The Spires of Oxford." Those who heard
her will not have forgotten the vivid presentation by verbal effect alone, without stage-settings of any kind whatever, of Jean Valjean, Monseigneur the Bishop, Javert and the various subordinate characters. The proceeds, above
expenses, from this recital were handed over to our University Red Cross.
The financially independent position of the "Y" makes necessary various methods of raising money, and finance
committee receives a harassing training in "high finance." Nor have they been "slothful in business"; pennants were
made at the first of the session, and greeting cards sold at Christmas. While the "Y" is not as extravagant an organization in its
expenditures as others drawing a paternal income from the Alma Mater Society, yet it is like the Red Cross in the fact that it
can always turn to profitable account whatever funds it may have. Besides the necessary running expenses, the mission field
and the social service work are always capable of expansion according to the money at their disposal. The "Y" family of last
year emigrating from Vancouver, a new one had to be adopted, and the women have had an opportunity of contributing towards
it. Mrs. Seville, of the China Inland Mission School in Wenchow, writes as follows regarding Nyoh-vung, the Chinese girl supported by the Y. W. C. A.:
"Our schools closed for the Chinese New Year holidays on January 5 and will re-open D.V. on February 7th. The night
after the girls left there was a fall of snow, and it was very cold, so I am afraid Nyoh-vung did not have at all a pleasant
journey home, for she would be in a boat going up the river all that snowy night and on landing the next morning would
have a walk of nearly 24 miles amongst the mountains, part of the journey being over a high pass. We usually see some
snow on the. mountain tops during the winter, but it is only occasionally that it lies on the ground more than a few hours at
sea level. Nyoh-vung is 17, and has been only a little more than a year at school and has made very good progress in that
time; but, of course, is not as well on with her studies as many younger girls who have been in longer. She has recently
been baptized, so is now a communicant. Besides scripture, the girls learn the history of their own country, and geography of
their own and other lands, some physiology, arithmetic, drawing, plain and fancy needlework, and the more advanced classes
write essays on various subjects. There are five classes in the school; the two highest constitute the "Upper School" and
contain the girls who have finished the primary course and are taking a more advanced course of three or four years study.
The other three classes form the "Lower School," and contain the girls who have not yet finished the Primary course. Nyoh-
vung is in the highest of these and hopes to finish the primary course in July."
Eighty-seven It has become an annual custom for the Varsity "Y" to conduct a vesper service at the city association. On March 4, the
cabinet and other members attended the service there.
Miss Mutch, '18, the retiring president,, whose motto (as her unflagging energy and enthusiasm indicates) seems to have
been, "Go, labor on, spend, and be spent," has handed on to her successor an organization "not slothful in business, fervent in
spirit—a moving 'Y' "—moving with the momentum issuing from a realization that the highest type of life is the one most
characterized by service.
"Well, I wish you could have had the privilege of listening to thirty lusty voices shouting the camp song to the tune of
'The Jolly Sophomore.' Just believe me, that song made a hit. We sung it on every possible occasion, and on our way
home, gave it and the U. B. C. yell at every station, not to mention the ferry. There was another song to which we were
partial—a philosophical ditty called "What's the use?"    It goes this way.
"What's the use of all the cunning little babies growing up to homely men?"
One night C. Maynard, bewildered by the presence of two reverend gentlemen, changed "homely" to "holy." It was
received with applause—by the girls.   Virginia used to take up her guitar and we managed to do a lot of so-called singing.
The camp was an entire success. The girls were perfectly fine and as for our camp mother, she was beyond words—
charming and most lovable, a good sport, who never even looked out of temper when the row endured to the "wee sma'
hoors." There is a sleeping apartment called the Dormitory which houses fourteen individuals, and the noise there endured
from morn till night, from nood till dewy eve, and from thence on to midnight and cockcrow. I slept there two nights as a
guest. The first night, Helen White, Madge Gill and I joined the society of 'holy rollers' and practised up and down the
line of beds. Then the occupants of said beds arose in a body and draped aforementioned 'holy rollers' over ends of said beds
and played at beating carpets or some other childish amusement. After the row had died down and peace reigned, four people
thought of a box of cookies placed high on rafters and went as the crow flies for it. Box fell—so did people—between two beds.
Noise awful. Then peace. Soon all arose and made beds over (they needed it). Finally, rest for the weary. Another night a
debate arose as to whether the color of Helen's hair had anything to do with the fluency of her language.   The affirmative had it.
We had an imaginary dog in the dormitory and whoever told the biggest yarn got the dog. Once everyone had an
adventure but me, so I made up one; it was a dandy; Susie sat up in bed and wailed, 'O, you poor kid!' And then I asked
for the dog.   I got it."
"There were albout twenty-five college girls 'revelling' at Whytecliff. As you know, Mrs. Klinck was Camp Mother, and a
most ideal one she made. We were divided into 'tentites' and 'dormitites.' I belonged to the latter species—much the
better genus, of course. Twelve of us had the good luck to sleep (that is, when we got the chance) in the dormitory. But
ten had the misfortune to snore in tents. Isobel Harvey, Ruth Fulton, Madge Gill, 'Pen' Frame, Merle Alexander, and
Virginia Page (sometimes) occupied the largest tent.    Lillian Boyd and Agnes Morrison were in a small tent next to the above.
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I. Harvey D. Manson K. Mutrie 0. Orr I. Thomas C P. Munday
H. Bottger V. Muddell E. Mutch (Pres.) L. Pirn
H. White
J. Russell W. G. Sutcliffe L. Baker        J. M. Buchanan M. D. Bayly  (Pres.)
J. Denham Prof. J. Henderson  (Hon. Pres.) H. W. Hagelstein
Eighty-nine The three graduates (Florence Chapin, Jean McLeod and Mary Wilson) claimed another tent.    Next to the 'Grad. Tent', Mrs.
Klinck took up her abode—wise woman she was.
In the dormitory there were six beds up one side and half a dozen down the other, that is, if things were in their proper
order—which they very seldom (if ever) were. The occupants of the domicile were—Ethel and Eva Mutch, Kit Johnson,
Alice Gross, Kathleen Mutrie, Isobel Thomas, Virginia Page (sometimes), Ruth Harvey, Helen White, Dorothy Houston
Margaret and Catherine Maynard, Jessie Gibson and Viva Martin. As a rule, we retired shortly aften ten p.m., but if you got
to sleep before midnight you did well. On the nights when the 'holy rollers' were at work, it was after one a.m. before you
dared try to sleep. The tentites and the people in the bungalow got to sleep after the last sound had died down in the
dormitory—but not till then. Although a very noisy crowd, we of the dormitory were not found lacking in 'sociability.' We
invited the tentites to a Bachelors' Ball on the tennis court. We were a gay lot of bachelors. The tentites obeyed orders—that
is, they acted like perfect ladies (?) during the evening—you should have seen the rig-up; they were 'wonderfully awful.' The
tentites returned our hospitality by inviting us to a country fair. It was real clever. We dormitites, as a family, appreciated
it ad infinitum. Kit was mother, Dorothy was 'pop,' J. Gibson was our maiden aunt. Mary Fingland and Iosbel Thomas
were grandmammas. M. Maynard and I were twins, C. Maynard was big brother Jake. R. Harvey was our sister just
home from college. H. White was the baby. In the middle of the performance Aunt Sophira fainted and the baby got the
colic, etc., etc.    But so much for the frivolous side of our holiday.
The lectures by Rev. Thomas, Dr. McKay, Dr. Sherrard and Principal Vance were most instructive and enjoyable. Mrs.
Klinck, too, gave us a series of very interesting papers on the physical, mental and spiritual development necessary for ideal
womanhood.    I will send some camp snaps in my next letter.    They are not up to much—"but let what will be—be!"
Y. W. C. A. CAMP.—From June 14-28 Varsity girls will meet at Whytecliff for a Camp Conference. Dr. Jean Carson at the last
meeting of the "Y" in March gave a most enthusiastic recruiting speech for the Camp. With instructive and interesting lectures during
part of a day, the sport of the remainder is all the more enjoyable. Besides a few mercenary dollars, the chief fee is an occasional warble
of the Camp Song.   Prospective recruits may apply to Miss Harvey '18 or Evelyn Story '17.
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It may be of interest to the casual observes to note that the B. C. University is not behind her sister institutions of learning in the Dominion, but has a well organized Y. M. C. A. under the able leadership of Mr. W. D. Bayly.
This year the association concentrated its study on the Gospel of John. After the subjects in the chapters were introduced
by the various speakers, the meetings were thrown open for discussion. This method has proved to be very satisfactory, as
many ideas were advanced causing the meetings to be extremely interesting and at times amusing. The first meeting was led
by the president, Mr. Bayly, who handled in a most masterly manner the subject of the Origin of Man. His decidedly orthodox
interpretation of certain passages of scripture aroused Mr. Lincoln Baker, who, armed with geological information, and knowing something of Darwin, endeavored to push Mr. B. from his moorings; but the president ingeniously answered the attack by
' quotations, which quite astounded some of his opponents. The second meeting was successfully handled by Mr. Hagelstein,
who gave an interesting dissertation on the "Woman of Samaria." He pointed out how Christ had broken down social barriers
and how it is still the principle of the Master to aid and help those in all stations of life. The visit of Nicodemus to Christ by
night was well handled by Mr. Russell. A great storm of discussion arose between Mr. Agabob and Mr. T. H. Wright, on the
difference between Conversion and Regeneration. If time had not intervened, no doubt the point would have been settled; but
the meeting closed with all parties considering they were in the right though still in disagreement. The Casting of the Money
Changers Out of the Temple was dealt with in a most efficient way by Mr. Joe Denham, whose ability in discussing socialistic
problems was given wide scope. He clearly showed Christ's attitude toward undesirables in the church and the community, and
gave a number of vivid pictures of conditions in certain parts of the old country. He also spoke earnestly about the need of
emancipation among the poor working folk of Great Britain.
The first meeting of the term 1917 dealt largely with social problems.    The topic, "The Troubling of the Waters," being
_ably presented by Mr. E. M. McKechnie.    In his talk the speaker emphasized the great compassion of Christ in his dealing
with the sick.
. The second gathering was addressed by Mr. Agabob, who took as his subject the "Mysticism of Jesus." The speaker
pointed out in an eloquent way how Jesus was one with the Father, and by virtue of this, His will was that of the Father.
His purpose was to found a spiritual kingdom; but the Jews seeing only in a materialistic way, were antagonistic to Him.
Mr. Agabob also made clear that Germany at the present time is materialistic.
We were next favored by a visit from Mr. E. A. Cornet, secretary of the National Council of the Canadian Christian Association. Mr. Cornet briefly outlined the great expansion of the organization throughout the whole world, and mentioned that
the last World Conference of the Christian Association met in the ancient city of Constantinople, Turkey. "The care of the
prisoners in the various prison camps" was interestingly dealt with. It appears that many of the men have gone insane
in prison camps owing to the dull monotony and inactiveness of the places of confinement; but the Y. M. C. A. of the U. S. A.
coming to the rescue, has established universities in the various prison camps. Mr. Corbett remarked, "These courses are
almost as extensive as the courses in our Canadian universities, and are conducted by trained and scholarly men confined in
these prison camps."
In conclusion we may say that it is the earnest desire of those who have the "Y" at heart to see established in its midst a
strong missionary spirit. Some Universities of Canada are supporting a missionary in the foreign field. We trust that those
who shall be in authority next year will foster this needed design; thus enabling the spread of "good tidings" to those who
are less fortunate than we.
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"JmtrjfMttB  Abmah" (With Apologies to Mark Twain).
HE weather man backed up Mr. Evans and Mr. Fraser when they convinced Dr. Hodge that March 14 was a pretty good day
for a Geology "hike." To begin with, the host was half an hour late, but that only served us as time to lay in a supply of
peanuts and chocolate bars.
We started from Kitsilano Beach at quarter to two, armed with note-books (for appearance's sake), pencils, two kodaks,
rubbers, a geologist's hammer, first aid bandages, and a bag of arrowroot biscuits. Of course, on the whole trip we studied
geology—and other things. About two o'clock we acquired a small boy, who said, after we had gone about five miles ,"Say,
where are you folks going?" We told him to interview our leader, which must have led him into the belief that we were
a bunch of raw recruits, for, said he, "The artillery went out here the other day." But, then, no wonder he was mistaken, for
did we not have our own ambulance corps (Messrs. Fraser and Abercrombie), and our own commissariat department (Mr.
Aconley) ?
We got along famously until we reached the Jericho Country Club. Then Dr. Hodge had to interview some golfers
before they would let us cross their reclaimed salt marsh. The small boy looked puzzled again when we went under, over,
and through barbed wire entanglements. But our walk was only beginning, and we kept on until we reached a point on the
beach directly below the new University grounds, where we disbanded in a bunch for the homeward trip. We had seen
numerous geological features, discovered a new rock called "brick," and learned the difference between a beer bottle and a
dike. There were lots of bars—barrier bars, that is—so the thirsty ones had to wait until we arrived at the University grounds
for a drink.
By this time it was half-past four, and we started for home, ably led by Mr. Evans, who regretted that we hadn't brought a
sandwich with us. Mr. Aconley was very determined that no one should have a biscuit. After climbing a stairway which
had no steps, we were chased out of a garden, and were once more on the highway. Mr. Bullard offered to show us the way to
the car. He took us across the university farm. Evidently Dean Klinck intends to raise rice. We waded for two miles and
found a street car. Along with Mr. Abercrombie's coat and Miss Darner's boa constrictor, and several tons of mud, we tumbled
on board. Having had the presence of mind to take the Alma Mater Treasurer with us, we didn't worry about fares until Mr.
Austin volunteered to sell us transfers at an advanced price of five cents.
It was nearly six o'clock, and we were all firmly convinced of two things—that "there is no place like home" after a
geology "hike," and that all lectures ought to be called off for Thursday. Then Dr. Hodge said "Quiz," and we immediately
changed the subject to our coming trip to Capilano. Here's hoping that it will be as good as the first trip, and surely no one
will want to miss it.    It is worth a year's course to go off on such a trip as we had on March 14.
Ninety-two 5Uj? fMumttammmg 0Hub.
J?[HE numerous informal trips organized amongst college students during the Fall term seemed a
\£s sufficient indication that there were many budding mountaineers within the University. Hence it
was determined to organize a Mountaineering Club, and on January 29th this was done, Mr. W. G.
Gray being elected president, Miss Shirley Clement as vice-president, Mr. R. C. Emmons as secretary, and Miss R. Fulton as treasurer. A constitution has already been drawn up and is unique from
% the fact that all persons wishing to qualify for membership must have ascended to the peak of a moun
tain equal in height to Grouse. There is a rumor that this standard may be raised for the men. The
women, being weaker vessels, will be admitted on the old footing.
What some twenty-two of the students of the University are agreed was the most enjoyable function of the college year,
thus far, was the climb up Grouse Mountain, on March 3rd. With Mrs. Green as chaperone (who, by the way, has many "first
ascents"' to her credit), the party started for North Vancouver by the 9.20 ferry, arriving at Mosquito Creek about 10.30. Here
all extra "impedimenta" was "cached" and the party commenced its ascent. Picture, gentle reader, a. blue, blue sky above, a
miniature Vancouver below, and an apparently endless stretch of snow ahead, thickly wooded with laden fir-trees. Add to this
a laughing, cheering, capering, motley throng of what might be from appearances anything but college students, and you have
the complete staging, including characters.
Conversation during the first part of the climb consisted chiefly in a study of the relative amounts of clothing each was
wearing; during the second part, in a discussion as to the difficulty of climbing with or without snow and lumber-jack's boots;
and during the third part in wild surmises as to the length of time likely to elapse before lunch was served. There were some
whose entire conversation was along this line, but over those we draw a veil.
The majority of the party reached the plateau about 1 p.m., and after waiting in vain for two of the climbers to put in their
appearance, a sumptuous repast was enjoyed. The secretary of the Club made coffee and performed other secretarial duties most
efficiently, which included following the fire as it receded down into the snow.
The majority of the party continued the ascent to the peak, a strenuous hour and a half being spent before the plateau was
again reached, for there was no trail. It was noticed that the women, who merely had to follow in the footsteps of the hardworking males in front, were insistent in their demands for more speed and shorter steps.
Their energetic propensities came out again when they rivalled the men in their enthusiasm for sliding upon the beautiful drifts at the plateau. As a matter of fact, their
attitude throughout the whole day was an excellent argument in favor of the Economic
Interpretation of History, or the Effect of Environment Upon Human Conduct.
The descent was very rapid, and one had no difficulty in ascertaining what individuals
had their lives insured and who had not. A pause was made at Mosquito Creek, when all,
even the rear, had assembled by 5.30 p.m. After an uneventful trip on the ferry, during
which no one suggested anything more exciting than home, dinner (lots of it) and bed, the
weary but blissful mountaineers returned "chez eux."
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A BIOLOGICAL hunt or, more properly, excursion was announced for Friday, March 11th.    Immediately the whole biology
class, with a buzz of approval, became ardent nature students.   "Oh, I do hope it will be a fine day tomorrow!"   "Won't
we have a lovely time?"   Arguments were raised for and against skipping lectures to make sure of being at Stanley Park
on time.   This was the atmosphere of the Thursday afternoon biology class.
Friday morning dawned as bright and clear as if it had been specially ordered. The Stanley Park car conductors must
have wondered at the increased traffic to the park. The stray, curious members of the class were lured away from the greenhouse.    They had been inspecting the flora and the varied animal life from the worm up.
"Now," said Dr. Hutchison, "we will have the roll call. I want you all to stand in a row on that grass bank and look
at me." The roll call was automatically impressed on a film. The class was then divided into two groups: the A to H group
under Dr. Hutchison and the rest under Mr. Davidson.
The evergreen trees along the driveway "furnished material for the first lecture." (Note the lab. phrase.) At the risk of
stopping the traffic, we stood in the middle of the road to gaze at a giant specimen of cedar surrounded by spruce trees. Spruce
needles are white underneath and, as an absolute test, are sharp when struck against the hand. This is a valuable piece of
information when showing a friend around the park. If imparted with a careless air, you may perhaps be looked up to as an
authority on trees.    How many people really know the difference between spruce, hemlock and fir?
Leaving the main road, we entered a dark cold path, on either side of which were tiny streams and pools of water. This
is the ideal haunt of the moss. On a decayed log there was a whole colony of Mnium, waving their tiny caps in the air. Here
we were earnestly requested to note the three stages of growth. Then came the Feather Moss under the formidable name of
Hypnum. Mr. Emmons rushed up to Dr. Hutchison with a clump of moss in his hand. "Oh Doctor, what moss is this?"
"What is this? Oh, it is a moss. It would be necessary for me to take it into the laboratory to determine the exact species."
This is more complicated than it sounds, as there are eight hundred varieties of moss in British Columbia, of which ninety grow
in Stanley Park, with only a slight difference in the physiological characteristics. Some distance up the path Evans located
an empty milk bottle and presented it to Emmons for a collecting box. It now dawned on us that the long black box Mr.
Davidson carried strapped over his shoulder was not a lunch box, but was used to gather fresh specimens.
At last, after wandering through strange paths and over snow, we suddenly came in sight of Beaver Lake. Now arose the
question as to whether ducks were included as specimens on the permits secured for the expedition. All the boys longed for their
.22's just to have a shot at the flock of ducks that rose from the lake. To quote Emmons, "Don't those pintails make your trigger-
finger itch!" Various rumors from the other section indicated that to them Beaver Lake presented many exciting adventures. A
trio of venturesome boys found it amusing to slide on the ice on the south side of the lake, much to the dismay of the young
ladies present. Mr. Silk got one foot wet. Miss Story was presented with a rusty cracker tin to hold her rapidly increasing
collection of specimens.
By this time it was seen why the powers that be had very carefully arranged that two sections should visit Beaver Lake
separately.   We are still wondering why.
Ninety-four Srtaly ifumor.
rj* PON being asked to contribute to the U. B. C. Annual, it occurred to me that it is always wise (especially in the case of
jj{\ amateurs) to write upon a subject more or less familiar. A residence of many years in Ireland has made me fairly familiar
with Irish characteristics, and it is hardly possible to spend a lengthy period in that fascinating country without coming
across many examples of Irish humor. The anecdotes in this sketch have been gathered from various sources, and I cannot vouch
for the truth of all of them, but all are samples of that whimsical type of humor peculiar to Ireland. If any of them are stale or
hackneyed to the reader, I beg forgiveness, but I have conscientiously tried not to give as instances of Irish wit tales which
have little to recommend them but antiquity.
For many years there was an impression in most countries that Ireland was a sort of Merry-Andrew among the nations—
a country inhabited largely by fools and jesters. This impression has within recent years almost vanished, as people have
come more into contact with Ireland and its inhabitants and so have commenced to understand and sympathize instead of
merely to scoff. The inhabitants of the Emerald Isle are as a people singularly sensitive to ridicule, and it must not be supposed
that this attitude of good-natured scorn on the part of other nations has escaped their attention; it has, in many instances,
embittered relations which might otherwise have been most amicable. This sensitiveness to ridicule has also been the cause of
many little quarrels among the Irish themselves, and even a harmless pleasantry used at the wrong moment may strain amicable
relations to the breaking point. If Tim Daly dejectedly driving his unsold cattle home from a fair, is accosted by a witty
friend who asks him if "he hadn't liefer be carrying them home in his waistcoat pocket," Tim will in all probability reply with
a no less satiric rejoinder, and soon blackthorns will begin to flourish. Fair greens and market places have, in Ireland, for generations, formed the battleground of many a conflict—both physical and mental. In order to fully appreciate an Irish fair, one
must have seen it more than once, and it is, indeed, a sight worth travelling many miles to witness. Perhaps in no other part
of the world are such strange and picturesque elements of humanity assembled. The main object of the Irish dealer in these
fairs seems to be to make the best of all possible bargains—with no undue regard to scruples of conscience. The herdsman in
the following story certainly was not overburdened with scruples. In sending him to market with a cow, his honest employer
had given 'him strict injunctions to inform all likely purchasers that the animal was very troublesome to milk. When the man
returned and reported that he had sold her to very good advantage, the farmer inquired whether he had given the warning.
"Troth and I did so," the herdsman replied, "sure whenever they asked me was she a good milker, I up and told them it's
tired milking her they'd be, and, bedad, that same was no lie!"
The political rebellions and disturbances so prevalent in Ireland in all ages, have not been without their humorous aspects,
terrible and tragic though they, in reality, were. On one occasion a well known Irish country gentleman was visiting a court
of justice at the moment when the presiding judge was about to pass a sentence of death on a youth for his part in some
recent outbreak. The judge seemed really to wish to be lenient and asked whether there was anyone in the court who could
give him a good character. The prisoner sorrowfully replied that he saw no one present whom he knew, whereupon the
visitor, from his seat in the gallery, called out, "Well, now yourself's a queer boy that doesn't know your own friends when
you see them \" The quick-witted youth readily replied, "Indeed, then, it's proud and happy I am to see your Honor here
this day." The gentleman came forward as witness and gave the following tribute to the lad's character: "I can tell you, mv
lord, that from-the very first time that ever I saw the boy to this minute I never knew anything of him that was not very good.''
Since he had never before set eyes on the defendant, his evidence was perfectly accurate—as far as it went. It saved the boy's
The Irish way of looking upon life is on the whole, a humorous one, which partly accounts for the ability of the Irish
people to maintain a natural gaiety in the midst of hard circumstances—and in many lives there is no lack of hardship and
Ninety-five struggle. In George Birmingham's novels of Irish life in the west, we have many examples of this unfailing humor in the hardest
and most poverty-stricken surroundings; underlying this humor the novelist, of course, gives us a glimpse of the deep pathos
of the Irish as a people. It may not be out of place to say here that George Birmingham depicts to us in his novels characters
whom he knows intimately and well, and although many of his incidents may appear to us far-fetched and highly improbable,
yet he has a very accurate knowledge of the Celtic temperament. His humor may also seem to some, rather frivolous on
the part of a clergvman, but, then, Irish clergymen are no more like the parsons of other countries than are the Irish people like
those to be met elsewhere. It has been said, with a little truth, that if the Celt could not laugh he would be forced to cry.
That inherent humor which permits of joke in trying circumstances might well be illustrated by the following story: "May
the saints direct me into this coat," says its owner, holding up a very much tattered garment, "and I won't trouble them about
getting out of it, for fall in pieces on me of itself it's apt to be."
Irish humor most truly manifests itself, not in witty sayings, and bons mots, but in a general characteristic way of looking
at things, which one can only understand upon a fairly extensive acquaintance with Ireland and its people. In any gathering
of country folks with their lively talk and ready wit, this aspect can be readily discerned. A keen enjoyment of life, even in
its most prosaic form, is a noteworthy trait of the Celt.
Irish humor has always been associated with blarney—that peculiar gift for making pretty speeches (sometimes with
little regard to truth!) with which the true sons and daughters of Erin have been endowed. The Irish jarvey (the person who
conducts tourists around the country on that delightful vehicle known to history as an Irish "side-car") has always been, and
still is, for tourists, the embodiment of humor. Whether he has in every case been guilty of the brilliant witticisms attributed
to him is a doubtful question. In many cases he is the possessor of a stoical philosophy which undoubtedly stands him in
good stead in his dealings with capricious humanity, as is shown in the case of the jarvey in the following anecdote (which
I know to be perfectly true—I had the honor to be personally acquainted with the jarvey in question). The old man had
been in the habit, for years, of driving passengers to and from a certain country station in the north of Ireland, and was, of
course, supposed to deliver his patrons in good time for trains. One one occasion he arrived at the little station with a single
passenger, who wanted to catch a morning train to the city—and was just in time to see the last whiff of smoke from the
vanishing train, whereupon he stoically remarked, "Well, we were late, but we weren't much late!".
On one occasion a case was being tried in Limerick before Chief Baron O'Grady, and as Mr. Bushe, afterwards the
famous judge, was making a speech for the defense, an ass outside the court brayed loudly. "Wait a moment," said the
baron, "one at a time, Mr. Bushe, if you please, one at a time." But the brilliant Mr. Bushe was soon to be avenged. When
Chief Baron O'Grady was charging the jury, the obliging ass began to bray again—more loudly than before. Mr. Bushe
interrupted by saying, "I beg your pardon, my lord! May I ask you to repeat your last words? There is. such an echo in this
court that I did not quite catch them." It must not be supposed that upon visiting Ireland, one will come constantly into contact with individuals overflowing with wit and humor—if such is the expectation of the visitor he or she must assuredly be disappointed. Perhaps Irish wit flourishes more readily in the south and west than in the north—partly because the greater
part of the population of the industrious and more prosaic north is made up, not of the Celtic element, but mainly of the descendants of English and Scottish settlers, who, perhaps, have not the time to indulge in witticisms and brilliant repartee.
It would, of course, be absurd to imagine that Ireland produces in great numbers characters like George Birmingham's witty,
absurd and fascinating curate portrayed in "Spanish Gold," in whose mind there evidently was no fixed line to separate truth
from untruth, and who lied in the glib manner that belongs especially to the Celt.
—Margaret Browne, Arts '18.
Ninety-six "GEORGE," THE TRENCH RAT (A Clipping from the Trenches)
My fellow-passengers in the train on Tuesday last from Birmingham to London were a pertinacious old gentleman and a
young officer returning from "leave." The old gentleman wanted to talk; the young officer wanted to read. The old gentleman wanted to know what the "tanks" are like, whether there is any bad language in the trenches, how long the war is likely
to last. The old gentleman happened to read something in his newspaper that made him twitch with excitement. "Excuse
me," he said, touching the young officer on the knee. "This will interest you. Listen to this. It is a letter from a man at the
front. He says of the Hun's life in the trenches, 'Good luck to him if he has got as decent rats as there are on our side, for
these are as big as rabbits and far more intelligent.' Now, sir, that is either true or not true. If it is not true, no man is
justified in sending home misleading statements to his countrymen in these grave days."
A gleam came into the eyes of the young officer. I have seen a cat look like that on a hot afternoon, when for the hundredth
time, a bluebottle has buzzed around its head. But laying aside his paper, he answered the old gentleman in the voice of one
who has been almost dying for conversation. "The statement is not exaggerated. People talk about the intelligence of dogs,
parrots and elephants. I would back George against any of them. Rats are not rare on the Somme," he mused, "but I will not
pretend that they all have the intelligence of George. The adjutant has a rat named Emma. She keeps his dug-out tidy, and
he has taught her to whistle a few simple tunes."
"One moment," interposed the old gentleman.    "Do you mean to tell me that rats whistle, and whistle tunes?"
"Why not? No one ever knew anything about rats until this war. You have got to housekeep with rats and sleep with
them to understand them. At first I used to shove them out of my dug-out; sometimes I potted at them with my revolver.
But I gradually got used to them, and finally started feeding them from the hand. Eventually, old George singled himself
He was bigger than the others, more the size of a hare than a rabbit "
"A hare!" cried the old gentleman.
"Yes, larger if anything. Life in the trenches has altered the rats. The men over-fed them; they don't get enough exercise ; they're not kept down in weight by their old nervousness of human beings. George, however, made himself a sort of sergeant-major over my other rats.    He ordered them about, he made them keep tidy; he sometimes swore at them."
"Swore!" echoed the old gentleman.
"Well," said the young officer apologetically, "the trench rats do pick up a word now and then. Not that they really mean
what they are saying any more than we do. As for old George, he's a perfect gentleman now and has dropped all that sort
of thing since the fight."
"Which fight?" broke in the old gentleman.
"The day George decided to live alone with me. By Jove, that was a 'big push L' George won, but I had to nurse him on
his back for two weeks. It was the only time I've ever known bombardment to get on his nerves—shadows where there
were no shadows, quarrelsome and touchy even with me, pessimistic about the war. Thought it would end* some day and that
I should go back to England.   I had a shocking time with him."
"Do you mean to tell me a man and a rat understand each other?" argued the old gentleman.
"Of course. Not as you and I do, but quite enough to rub along with. I don't pretend that George can talk much, but
I've taught him simple words—as you teach kids, don't you know. For instance, I happen not to like my major, so I taught
George not to like him. Whenever he came around George did his running-up-the-leg-back-and'-shoulder-and-twice-around the
collar stunt. All I had to whisper to George was 'Deploy.' George understands perfectly, knows the nights when it is my turn
for wire-cutting and any other tricky jobs, and sits up anxiously till I come back safe. Knows my friend's and the post corporal
with the home letters, and never as much as sniffs at them, let alone biting at them. Knows I am a faddist about the dug-out
being kept neat; keeps it tidy; eats up old candle ends; climbs up my shaving mirror on damp days and polishes it."
"Polishes it?"
"Yes; breathes on it and rubs it with his coat.    George has got a lovely coat since I used a spot of brilliantine every day
Ninety-seven when I brush him up. He's not only the biggest rat in the battalion, but the handsomest and the most faithful. The colonel
would give his hat to have him; he's always trying to bribe me to part with George and to bribe George to go to him. He
offered him potted grouse daily, but George refused. The first person to greet me when I go back will be George. I'm taking
this for him," the young officer indicated a parcel.   "It's a glassed tongue; he won't touch tinned things."
The train ran into Easton. "You've told me a wonderful story—a touching and humane story, sir," said the old gentleman.
"Don't mention it, sir," said the young officer.
Site Wamms Matei Kit.
yjr HE Women's Lit., having decided that something out of the ordinary character of their meetings ought to happen, it was
^ resolved in the executive that a general meeting of the women should be called. After a violentdiscussion, most of the members refusing to vote, it was moved, seconded and carried unanimously that the Y. W. C. A. be asked to convoke the women
to a mass meeting since that society would probably supply refreshments. On the last day, therefore, in March on which a
function could be held, the Women's Lit. had their famous general assemblage, the President in the chair, and nine reporters
taking notes for the four daily papers.
Miss Roseburgh, in introducing the program, said that since everything was impromptu, she would call on anybody to start
anything. K. Peck at once demanded the roll-call, though for what purpose she couldn't just say. Wherefore, Miss Orr and
Miss Maynard (taking fourth year Maths.) were requested to enumerate the throng. Meanwhile, Nellie Ballentine asked
permission to present a report she had prepared for the Women's Undergrad, but had never been able to get wind of their
meetings in time to present it. "I hereby solemnly swear upon my own hockey-stick" (objection from Laura Pirn to a Sophomore swearing; she is referred to certain members of the Junior year) "that due to the efforts of the committee, of which I
am convenor, said committee consisting of Virginia Page, Theressa Pollock, Edith Howard, Eva Mutch, Agnes Damer, Ada
Smith, Laura Pirn, Margaret Cameron, Marjorie Tennant, who have for some time past concealed themselves in, around, under
and between lockers in the Women's cloakroom, that Viva Martin had been found guilty of using slang, withdut showing,
as when a Freshette, ay, even as a Soph., any remorse or natu ral compunction." The President declared the meeting open for
discussion of "this serious reflection upon the character of this canny Scot, both as a member of the Junior year, and of the
Lit. and lastly Oh women! as a Varsity undergraduate!" Connie Highmoor asked Viva to adjourn so that she could make no
objection to whatever might be said about her; Laura Pirn (as Chief-Bun-Negotiator for the "Y") said Viva might retire to the
kitchen, by way of compensation. Isobel Thomas, as Viva left, asserted her strong inclination to believe better of the accused,
seeing that she played basket-ball and could knit like an egg-beater working on angel-cake, and called on Helen White to corroborate her statement. Helen said she did not feel able to agree, since she had heard that in the Bacteriology Lab. Viva
had 'cooked the jelly' and left it in a most precarious condition. Pansy Munday asked permission to disbelieve all previous
assertions on the ground that Viva was the only person she had ever known who knew how to fall sensibly on the ice (whenever that declivity was serviceable) and to this spectacle she had herself been an accessory after the fact, and therefore, knew
the ground, "or the ice, to retain the metaphor." At this, Iona Griffith laid aside the heavy literature she had purloined from
the Common Room and declared that she had no doubt that the latter remarks were true, but considering who said them
she felt bound to contradict, and again took up the "Saturday Evening Post." Agnes Morrison begged leave to narrate a conversation heard in the Common Room, regarding the gifts which Arts '18 would make to the furnishing of that corral, Isobel
Ninety-eight Harvey had suggested a rug, but there seemed no place to put it where it would not be walked on. Norah Coy was of the
opinion that a tin of floor polish and a brush with a notice "to keep to the beaten path" would be preferable. Bonnie Clement
stoutly advised an "O'Cedar Mop with a little Jap to run it." Norma Clarke furtively intimated a row of individual portraits
by way of a Rogues' Gallery, Hazel Wilband consenting on the condition that they were miniatures and not life-size, to
which Ethel Mutch made no dissent. Lillian Boyd wished a picture of the summit of Little Mountain as an inspiration to
down-hearted Freshies and Sophs. Dorothy Bolton stipulated that the reservoir did not figure in it, lest the assumption of a
watery grave should prove overcoming to melancholy minds. Dorothea Manson thought a Morris chair appropriate, but Viva
encountered the proposal most prudently by saying that unless the division of loaves and fishes could be applied, what would
one chair mean unto the resting of some twice two hundred feet, and proposed table covers, to reveal in effective relief the
work of ink-bottles, mlagazines, text-books, etc. In her own opinion, said Agnes, this far-sighted proposal would convince the
most pig-headed, ostrich-minded object. Did anyone care to contradict? The President rose, however, at this juncture and
climax, declaring that the time was up, said that the vote on the matter would be indefinitely postponed, called for a dispersing chant from the members of the Glee Club, after which Miss Orr and Miss Maynard brought in their verdict, that, although
they were not able to say exactly just how many were present, they felt convinced that no more than five Freshies were
absent, and that they were probably in the kitchen anticipating refreshments.
m tlj* &fram 8[*at lExptod.
JjjAVING had it urgently impressed on me that the citizens of Vancouver should show an interest in our University, I started
^H   forth one fair March morn, clad in spring attire, to visit those far-famed halls wherein knowledge is wont to be imbibed. As
a result, I have received a deep and never-to-be-obliterated respect for the "precocious infants" who brave the hardships
attendant upon a liberal education. I chose the reading-room as my special field of exploration, hoping to find all knowledge
in a concentrated form. I did, in fact, I found more! At first I thought I had reached the polar regious; such, at least, the
temperature would have indicated, as well as the figures, muffled to their ears in winter coats and furs. However, I looked in
vain for the white furred animals that are said to inhabit the Arctic Circle, although I could see several shrubs of stunted
growth, such as one finds in the extreme north. In my perplexity, I approached a figure which was seated apart, and which,
from the top of a nose that protruded from the upturned lapels of a huge coat, I judged to be a female. "Madam," I ventured
dubiously, "Can you direct me to the reading room of the university? I fear I have lost my way." Her reply quite startled
me: "This is the reading-room." "But why the Arctic atmosphere?" I stammered. "Oh, then, you haven't heard," purred
the soft little voice from the internal regions of the big coat. "The authorities have found the royal road to learning. They
discovered that knowledge, like other things, can be kept in cold storage, and we maintain the reading room at this temperature
and the students come in and absorb all the knowledge they desire, it being preserved in the proper cells of their brain until
such time as they choose to warm it by applying friction. Of course, it is necessary to regulate the temperature. We do it by
opening the windows when it gets too cold, and letting the warm air in from outside. Ah, there, our monitor is just now
closing one, the heat is becoming too intense." I turned and beheld an individual wrapped in a great coat and wearing heavy
gloves, climb to the top of the English refrigerator with wonderful agility, considering his equipment, and close the transom.
About this time I began to feel a drowsy numbness stealing in my veins, and not being acclimatized like the students, I staggered
from the room, hearing behind me, as I closed the door, "Henceforth always ask for the cold storage room."
Yes, an education is very nice especially when there is a royal road to travel, but all things considered, I think I prefer to
remain a normal ignoramus rather than an educated icicle.
-Ice and Snow, Arts '17.
A Freshman doesn't know, and he doesn't know he doesn't
A Sophomore doesn't know, but he knows he doesn't
A Junior knows, but he doesn't know he knows.
BUT a Senior knows and he knows he knows.
Mr. Willis:   "Will you please translate, Mr. A "    ? ? ? ?
Mr. A. (with occasional glances at friend "Kelly") : "Will
you not—ah—Cataline—ah—ah—etc."
Mr. Willis:   "Don't hesitate, Mr. A. Read it right off."
Prof. Robertson (in Greek class): "Jebb, being dead, yet
Note: "Jebb has given an excellent translation of
Sophocles' Ajax."
Once, in days gone by, Mr. Silk took Physics. Why he
has quit, we do not know; but this is the story that has come
to our ears:
One day in the electric lab., a great accident occurred.
Mr. Silk was experimenting with some high-tension electricity.
He was stooping over and observing very closely the deflection
of a needle. Something went wrong with that apparatus, and
a large streak of flame flew past, just missing Silk's chin. Oh!
how terrible!   It was utterly ruined!
He immediately left the lab., and went to "Madame 's
Hair-dressing Parlors." It was a shame to do it, but it had
to be done. It did not look well now, anyhow. He went in
and asked how much she would give for his "Grown in B. C."
spinach. She said that "It" was scorched, and consequently
she could not give much for it. This was discouraging, and
he faltered. The tears came to his eyes as the thought went
to his head. Just to think ,five minutes would take off the
growth of nine months. He had made a great resolution, and
was he going to fail in resolutions? No! "It" must come off,
and so it did.
Week of March 4. Prof. Barnes (endeavoring to get an
answer to a question in History 4): "Mr. Bayly, what do you
know about this?    Oh! I forgot.    You have other things to
worry you now."
* *       *
Prof. Jordan:   "Shall we call—x 'x-dash' or 'x-bar' ? "
Bullard:   "Call it'x-bar.'"
Jordan:   "Yes, it has a pleasanter sound, hasn't it."
* *      *
Maclnnes, '18: "You wouldn't have your picture taken
this year if you were me, would you?"
Story, '20 (Sympathetically)   "With a face like yours?   No!"
* *     *
The rain it raineth every day,
Upon the just and unjust fellow;
But oftener on the just, because
The unjust's got the just's umbrella.
* *     *
Prof. Robertson (in Latin): "What is the future of
Freshie (with an inspiration):   "Bread."
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"Did you hear the story of the chauffeur who ran over
himself? No? Well, a chauffeur at Seaford station was
waiting for a fare. He was afraid to leave his Ford, for they
are dangerous articles, yet he wanted some cigarettes from the
store across the road. He called a little boy who Was passing
and asked him to go, but he said 'No,' he was busy. So the
chauffeur ran over himself!"
Ruth S-
Pansy M-
Ruth S—
Pansy M-
"Come snowballing, Pansy?"
:   "No; I had enough on my climb over the
"Where were you?   Up Grouse?"
: "No; Dam."
Agnes M  (to freshette she thinks she knows):   "Oh,
Hel    Oh, I beg your pardon! I see you're somebody else!"
Suggested addition to the Litany:   "May we not be torpedoed on the way over."
Enquiry: "Why is not the Children's Corner of "The
News-Advertiser" placed on the reference shelf for the benefit
of the Freshman ?"
Scene—English Novel.   Occasion—Child falls down outside, and, to the great annoyance of Mr. W , starts to cry.
Mr. W.:   "One of those Freshmen again, I suppose!"
The Freshman burnt the midnight oil in agony with Trig,
His brain into that fruitful mine made one resultless dig,
Down went the text-book with a bang (the echo made him
He picked up Stephen Leacock's last and whistled 'Tipperary.'
The forlorn policeman on the beat pricked up his spaniel's
He dragged that student from his den with protests and with
tears; **v
And, said   the   sergeant   at   the   desk,   with   manner   prim      ]
and wary,
"Pro-Germans cover treason by whistling 'Tipperary.' "
They sent him to the National Park with handcuffs bent near
"A little while in there," they said, "will break the German V
bubble." ^~
But he raved of sines and cosines, of other topics chary.
And   they   had   to   keep   him   muzzled   lest   he   whistle
A Freshie's epitaph:
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust;
If French doesn't kill us,
Trignometry must.
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A basketball game is in progress, and one player strikes
another in a most open and unprovoked fashion.
Referee:   "Shoot, Varsity, a major foul."
Senior: "That's no Major foul; that's Private retribution."
Freshie: "Yes, and it ought to receive Corporal punishment."
Dr. Boggs: "How many are in favor of Free Trade? . . .
I see. How many are in favor of Protection? Well, apparently more of the ladies than the men are in favor of Protection.   But that is only what you might expect."
Jackson (to Buchanan and Evans, discussing an obstruse
theoretical problem in geometry) : "You fellows should never
talk about anything you can't eat."
Buchanan:   "I can eat it all right, but I can't digest it."
Prof. Wood:   "I don't want to tune harps in heaven for
Student (in low voice):   "Maybe you won't be asked to.'"
Report (unofficial): The fire in the Physics building was
probably caused by the Freshies while they were cooking their
Physics experiments.
*      *      *
Helen Wesbrook to Dodie Trapp: "Have you been down
yet to have your map shot?"
Senior:   "Oh! when we were Freshies "
Freshie :   "What freshies they must have been I"
*      *      *
Don't hurt yourself holding up the wall,
Isobel  H.:
Madge G.:   "Don't you think it needs it?   Think of all
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When I did read of that most girlish prank
I laughed:—"Puss, Puss, oh, have you seen my cat?"
Up, down, the street—a city street at that:
And I suppose a pussy lean and lank,
Scratched, bitten, chased and mauled by bitter maids,
Broom-sticked, dog-scurried, streetcar-skairt, and wooed
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Yet, though I laugh, think not but in my mind
In hope you found her, I that laugh forbear.
—R. A. M.
Dr. Boggs:   "Men would prefer work in which they could
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*      *      *
Prof. Henry says:    "A college man may even swear, but
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Photographer (to fair Sophette on arranging second
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Captain Elliott (addressing a squad of "city bred," who
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three shots with a .22): "Now, rifle fire is all important. If
you can shoot straight—I mean bring down ten men in ten
shots—you can stop the enemy from coming within bayonet distance of you."
She:   "Oh! Charles, it is so cold!    I would like to have
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Mr. H.: "Now be out at the Kitsilano Station at ten
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A Public Utility is Never Finished
Except in a town that is dead, no street railway or electric light and power company ever stops
developing, extending, replacing.
To keep pace with growth of population alone, miles of lines with their new rolling stock and
power plants must be built.
The B. C. Electric has often in the past preceded actual development, expending capital on the
trust that it would be protected in future.
Further extensions will some time be necessary. Assure yourself and your fellow citizens of the
future of the full benefit of a progressive, up-to-date public utility by seeing that it is protected from
unfair competition at present.
One Hundred and Nine OA5
Prof. Barnes: "Perhaps one-half of the people of the
18th century drank gin; at any rate three-quarters of them
*      *      *
Prof. Barnes: "William II., while out to dinner, is said
to have eaten all the peas with his knife and did not offer any
to the other guests."
Story:    "Well, if he could do that, he deserved to have
Said by the Freshmen: "Among Shakespeare's heroines
Cymbeline is one of the most charming."
Said to the Freshmen: "You are probably acquainted
with the music of that brilliant Frenchman Charminade."
J. S. (wishing to congratulate C. S., who won the spoon
in target practice): "You're getting quite spoony lately,
aren't you?"
C. S. (blushing violently):   "Er—where did you see me?"
C. Smith, '19: "Do we have to write our examinations
on the arms of these chairs?"
Emmons, '19 (in a stage whisper): "No; they supply
Mr. Cowper: "They need not stand at the mouth of the
river and fish out those at the bottom: they should go up to
the source and cut it off."
A complete description of the Freshies' Trig, professor:
E. H. Russell, B.A., P.D.Q.
Debated:   "The busy life of the metropolis," etc.
Senior (in audience):     "Huh! This ain't Biology class."
C. Maynard is now a pessimist. She slept on a piece of
wedding cake and never dreamed about a thing except—the
Capt. Elliott:   "Peace firing is different to war time.   In
war there are people shooting back at you."
When we get too much Trig, homework, the whole section
starts sine.
Scene—Main hall, Arts Building; Laura Pim selling Y.
W. C. A. pennants. Enter a woman in doubt. After a general inspection she inquires:    "Is this Ward O?"
*      *      *
Marshall:    Have you a beaker belonging to me?"
Mennie:   "No."
Russell: "Say, Junk, I got something that belongs to
Marshall (rushing over to Russell's desk and, in doing so,
knocking over his own beaker) : "What is it? Hand it over,
Russell:   "I've just got your goat."
Marshall:    ?!*!?6??!!!!!
One Hundred and Ten Dominion Telegraph &
Wireless Institute
OFFICE: Room 16, 213 Hastings Street East
Corner  of Hastings and Main  Streets
J. E. HUGHES,  Manager
To the Young sJVlen:
This is the age of the trained. Are you trained? In a
short time I can train you to become a fully qualified wireless
operator, with a first-class Government Certificate, ready to
accept one of the numerous lucrative positions offered to our
graduates. The study of wireless is fascinating and interesting. Wireless is being used on the lines of communication in
the present war.
The Marconi Company have installed at this institute an
up-to-date 1-7 k.w. Marconi wireless equipment, and practical
instruction is given to every student. The Marconi Company
give preference to our graduates. My instructor is a trained
man direct from the Marconi College, London. Our students
have the great advantage of being examined by a Government
Inspector at this Institute on the apparatus with which their
training has made them fully familiar.
We shall be pleased to give demonstrations to intended
students at any time. Wireless telegraphy offers opportunities
to see the world in luxury and comfort, in a highly respected
profession offering good salaries. Enroll now. We will do
the rest.
This branch of the Institute is complete in every detail.
New railroads are opening up in this Province (Canadian
Northern, Grand Trunk Pacific and the Pacific Great Eastern).
All these railways will require operators in the near future
which will increase the already large demand for experienced
operators. Telegraphy is an ideal profession. The duties are
clean, healthful, delightful. Thousands of the most successful
men in modern life began their careers as telegraph operators.
You may go forth from this Institution at graduation to a
splendid position including short hours, pleasant work and
good pay, with prospects of rising to the highest places in the
Railroad and Commercial world.
There is an increasing demand for experienced operators
in this section.   This is an ideal profession for young women.
Our men are being called upon to fight the Empire's
battles, and someone must take their places at home. Now is
the chance for young women to learn Commercial Telegraphy.
Healthful employment, short hours and good salary.
One Hundred and Eleven p
For Men and Young Men
We Specialize in Shirts and Neckwear
Corner of Granville and Pender Streets
Phone Sey. 1643 449 Granville Street
Nectar and Ambrosia
may have satisfied the Ancient Greeks
B. C. 'Varsity students demand something
more substantial
"Campbell the Butcher"
has it at 1089 Robson Street
Phone Seymour 5093
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One Hundred and Thirteen SCENE—/. O. D. JS. Work Rooms.    VICTIMS—Ourselves.
Mrs. Chatter enters with Mrs. Doleful, wife of a prominent Vancouver lawyer, and meets Mrs. Stone, prominent dentist's wife.
Mrs. Chatter: "Good morning, Mrs. Stone, so glad to see
you out this morning. Isn't this dreadful weather we're
Mrs. Stone: "Isn't it! We haven't had such weather
since we've been in town, and that's five years this June—
or was it last June?   Anyway it's since Mary was born."
Mrs. C.:    "By the way, meet Mrs. Doleful."
Mrs. D.: "Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Stone. Mrs. Chatter has been telling me all about you."
Mrs. C: "Yes, my dear, I was telling her you must run
for 'Echoes' secretary next election."
Mordax (aside) : "You would make a very good "Echoes"
yourself, my dear Mrs. Chatter."
Mrs. S: "Oh, no! I couldn't think of it. I have so many
meetings—and besides—the children!"
Mrs.  D.:    "Have you many children, Mrs. Stone?"
Mrs. S.: "Six. The eldest is eighteen." (Exit Mrs.
Mrs. D.: "Really! My only boy is seventeen. He attends
the University."
Mrs. S.: "Is that so? Two of mine are there. I have a
daughter in second year and my son's a Freshman."
Mrs. D.: "My dear! Don't you think those names are
ridiculous? I'm sure my son isn't fresh even if he is in the
first year; and then that word Soldmore, or Sophmore . . .
Mrs. S.: "O, yes, I know! It's Photomore. Then Alice
says she'll be a junior next year. I don't see how she can be
when she's almost a senior."
Mrs. D.: "And there are so many subjects in the first
year.    Especially whigery."
Mrs. S.: "You mean Trigontree. My daughter had to
study so hard—two hours a night—to pass it. Then she took
two supps."
Mrs. D.: "I think those supps are too ridiculous for anything. It seems to me that if they attend school all year
they ought to pass at the end without examinations."
Mrs. S.: "So do I. My girl has so little time to study.
In the day time there are meetings, she's on the Alma Mater
Society, you know.    Then, there's, the Red Cross—and the
rink—and after school she always goes out with some Braemar girls."
Mrs. D.:    "What do you think of this military drill?"
Mrs. S.: "I think it's a very fine thing—gets the boys
out in the open air." (Door opens). "Br-r-r! Why can't
these people keep the doors closed?    It's like ice outside."
Mrs.. D.: "Yes, you'll have to come home in our limou-
usine." *
Mrs. S.:    "O, thank you so much!"
•They depart, and after much flurry and a great deal of
extraneous conversation, they settle down and start homewards.
Mrs. D.:    "What do you think of Conscription?"
Mrs. S.: "I think it's a very good thing—only it shouldn't
appb' to boys under twenty. They haven't their strength—
I'm sure Jack . . ."
Mrs. D.: "Yes. That's the way I feel, too. My boy
went down to the recruiting station one day."
Mrs. S.:    "Really!    Was he rejected?"
Mrs. D.: "Well, he went to the Engineers. They asked
him what he could do—whether he was a miner, carpenter,
blacksmith or mechanic?"
Mrs. S.:    "What did he say?"
Mrs. D.: "I can't do anything," he told them. "I'm a
University student."
—Mordax Cynicus '18.
Prof.:   "Mr. Hokkyo, is that heat turned off?"
Hokkyo:   "No, sir."
Prof.:   "Will you turn it off?   It's so hot."
Hokkyo:   "But I like plenty of heat." •
Prof.:    "Never mind, you'll get plenty yet.    You're like
the man from Arizona who went to the next world and sent
back for a pair of blankets."
Find a Freshman who didn't fail  in Trig, at
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Engravers        Stationers
Embossers    Art Printers
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Phone Seymour 536
Your Inspection
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One Hundred and Fifteen Teeth —Metabolism—Health— The Mind— The Equipment for Life
/TP HE dental apparatus has a much more complicated mission in life
■*■ than merely to chew food. For it is a complex structure of a
multiplicity of functions into which enter not only the jaws, teeth and
dental arches, but also the muscles which move the jaws, the lips, the
nasal passages and the hollow bones abutting thereon.
In addition to the functions of chewing and swallowing, the organs
are deeply interested in breathing and voice production. A wide palate, a roomy mouth, and a straight set of teeth are almost indispensable
to a singer or a public speaker—as many have found to their sorrow,
when circumstances which they should have controlled made it necessary for them to resort to a dental plate."
rVt HE question of metabolism and nutrition is largely a question of
mastication and the masceration of the food with the saliva—its
proper preparation for the digestive juices. This, of course, places the
responsibility for the health upon the teeth.
Study is greatly handicapped by poor health. Concentration is
best accomplished when metabolism is normal. It is practically impossible for the student to undertake serious mental tasks with a poor
equipment of dental apparatus.
Thus it is seen that the dental equipment has an important bearing to the student upon the question of his "equipment for life."
"Nature Teeth" are the nearest approach to Nature's own equipment that it is possible
to devise. Designed individually, they are the nearest approach to Nature's own equipment   .   .   .   they take the place perfectly of that equipment.
WM. S. HALL, L.L.D., D.D.S. (Univ. Toronto), M.R.C.D.S.
212 Standard Bank Building
Northern Electric Company
' Limited '■
Telephone Apparatus
Wires and Cables
Automobile and Boat Supplies
330 Water St., Vancouver, B.C.
Factories    -   -    Montreal, Que.
One Hundred and Sixteen Shelly's ^\^ Bread
The finest food in the world; serve
it to your family and watch them
grow. Eat it yourself and notice
the difference from any other bread.
At your grocer
SK Sey. 44
and have our
wagon call daily.
625 Granville St. — Phone Seymour 4150
Show Cards Signs Poster Designs
Banners Pastel Work Photo Tinting
Commercial Illustrating    Honor Rolls
from Photographs—a specialty
done at this Studio.
The Big Granville St. HARDWARE
Agents for
Kootenay Ranges, Torrid Zone Furnaces,
Bapco Paints, Varnishes        Wear Ever Aluminum,
Wagner Cast Aluminum.       Fairy    Velocipedes    and
Phones: 1012-1016 Granville St.
Sey. 7800 and 7802. VANCOUVER.
■Apparel for Men
We've always an eye open for the Choice things
—the New things—the Best things in Men's .Haberdashery.
We ask no exclusive Haberdasher's prices—
nothing fancy in the price line at all. It will cost
you no more to wear correct Furnishings, if you buy
here, than it will to wear the other sort.
We're very strong on Correct Haberdashery.
Seymour 2359
820 Granville St., Near Robson
One Hundred and Seventeen SARTOR RESARTUS
'ThtTattor    Patch^ ."
One Hundred and Eighteen Canadian General Eledric Co., Ltd.
for Electric
Light and
of Every Description for Experiments and Testing
1065 Pender Street W.
The Perfect
Head Office:  Toronto
Phone Seymour 5710
675 Granville St.
Soda Fountain
Famous Chocolates
and Home-Made Candies
675 Granville St.
Phone Seymour 9020
One Hundred and Nineteen Birks' Watches
for accurate, dependable service, and satisfaction in
the years to come.
Birks' Watches combine neatness, beauty, and
accuracy. Each one carries the firm's broadest
Many fine styles in gift watches.
Your inspection is invited.
Granville Street, Vancouver, B. C.
Why Pay
Twenty, twenty-five or thirty-five dollars for a suit
when the Correct Clothes Shop will sell you a guaranteed suit, fitted by expert tailors to your entire satisfaction for
$15.oo $19.oo
$23.00 $27
D. K.
Correct Clothes
117 Hastings Street West
B. C.
Real Hand-Made LACES
It pays you well in the long run to buy real
laces. They wash better, look better, and outwear
imitations many times.
We import from the makers direct, and our
prices are far below what is usually charged for real
Come down and look through our store; you
need not buy unless you wish.
The Dall Real Lace Co.
869 Granville Street
Vancouver, B. C.
<% (®lb Book &ljop
(Established 1890)
940 Granville Street Phone Seymour 6851
One Hundred and Twenty When I was in College
My offices are
open Tuesday and
Friday Ev'gs
but closed
Sat. afternoons.
SOON became convinced of the necessity of perfect physical condition and
believed in the Latin: "Mens Sana in Corpore Sano." My teeth were regularly attended to, and I became so interested in this subject that I made it my
life work, afterwards lecturing on Crown and Bridgework in the University
of California.
Dentistry is a subject that calls for a man's best, just
as life calls for his best. It requires intense application, painstaking care and the exercise of the highest
degree of skill. Careful, exact work as in engineering; a delicate touch as in
surgery, and a wide knowledge of your subject as in every other profession, is
absolutely essential.
With all this I am glad to be in a position to offer
you students special terms as well as my best skill.
Dr.fireii Aijdersoi)
Crown and Bridge Specialist —
602Hastings §t. West
Corner Seymour Street
You need not
recoil from the
dentist's chair. My
methods are modern
painless methods.
One Hundred and Twenty-one A iall of #trmg.
AT the office door of the University of M Daily Paper, stood a short, round-faced youth with the timorous glance of one
strange to such haunts.   He paused as if uncertain whether to enter the open door of the sanctum sanctorum unheralded.
or beat a gentle tattoo upon the wall. After several dubious seconds, he chose the former method of approach, and,
advancing on tip-toe, coughed twice to indicate his existence.
The room, dark and forbidding in the late afternoon, was a veritable chaos of books and manuscripts. At a large, untidy
desk piled high with papers, sat a young man, busily writing. The light from a single, green-shaded lamp fell full upon his
ruffled hair and broad shoulders. He was completely absorbed in his work and the polite coughing of the round-faced one
did not disturb him. The duties of editor-in-chief are arduous when one is vitally interested in college activities, in general,
and in the activities of a very popular young lady, in particular. The duties are doubly trying when the aforesaid young
lady is fickle. The university youth, perceiving that he might choke to death on the threshold of the office without disturbing its lone occupant, advanced three feet further, cleared his throat and took another method of attack.
"I beg your pardon—I came, that is, I was sent to report."
Peter Hayward looked up sharply from his work.    "What do you want?"
"I was sent to report," repeated the round-faced person, peering out, seriously from behind his horn-rimmed spectacles.
"Report all complaints to the janitor—second door to the left," curtly responded the worried editor, continuing his
"But I came," blustered the youth, "to report—that is, I was sent to report on the paper—you know!"
Pete gave a bitter smile. "Like a job, eh? Haven't you enough work of your own to keep you busy? Believe me,
son, this working ten hours a day, gratis, is not what it's cracked up to be. You better trot along back to your books and
leave newspaper offices and pretty girls alone!"
The youth blinked perplexedly from behind the horn-rims. He could not comprehend the bitterness of spirit which
pervaded the editor's soul this late afternoon.
"But Bud Hickerson sent me to report on the paper," he reiterated. "I'm to represent our Fraternity for the rest of
the month. I didn't want to come, but—gee—a Freshman's got no choice!" Having volunteered all this information, he
subsided, with a sigh of relief, and shifted his weight to the other foot.
"Sorry," apologized Pete, quickly, "Bud did speak about you.    Never reported before, have you?   Your name—?"
"Charles Waldo Melvin Plumber," announced the youth, with a touch of pride.
"All right, Charles Waldo," replied Pete, suppressing a smile, "Will give you a try-out. Bud said you had done some
good work in English."
Such condescending words, falling from the lips of one so high in authority, warmed the timid heart of Charles Waldo,
and he showed his appreciation by vigorously polishing his glasses with a silk handkerchief.
"I'd like to see what you can do, as soon as possible. All the material is in for tomorrow's edition," continued Pete,
searching through the mass of papers on his desk." However, I may find something for you to report. A dance program
fluttered to the floor, and as he picked it up, an amused smile passed over his face. "The very thing," he muttered, "the
verv thing—I'll teach her to cut my dances!"
He straightened himself slowly, and pursing his lips, considered the young man before him from top to top.
"I have a job for you, and a nice soft one it is, too." Gc up to the Kappa house tonight, and interview Margaret Lewis
about her part in the new play."
The youth was seized with a fit of coughing.    "I can't do that!" he gasped, between spasms.   "I really can't, you know!"
"Why not?" demanded Pete. "There are fifty able-bodied men in this building who'd pay me—yes, sir!—pay me good,
cold cash to get such a plausible excuse to call on Margaret Lewis!"
(Continued on page 126)
One Hundred and Twenty-two Once Again
We have had the pleasure of making the photographic work for the Annual. We hope we have
pleased you.   We've tried to, anyway.
Through the rest of the year we are still at your
service, and hope to be further favoured with your
Thank You!
Bridgman's Studio
Phone Seymour 1949
413 Granville Street,
(At the Corner of Hastings)
One Hundred and Twenty-three Lunches
Ice Cream.
Cor. Hastings
and Granville    oPP. post office
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Exclusive Blouses and c>Millinery*
Phone Seymour
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Phone Seymour 3507
Norwich  Union Fire
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Automobile Insurance
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which cannot be obtained elsewhere at any price.
solicit patronage by offering Free courses, or Pay-when-you-
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and business courtesy that you would receive from any other
reliable business firm in Vancouver.
in Public School, High School and University Branches. Private or class instruction in day or evening classes. All Civil
Service subjects thoroughly and quickly mastered.
For the first time in Vancouver you may study SPANISH,
FRENCH, JAPANESE, RUSSIAN, by the Gouin conversational method.
Native teachers in all classes.
Vancouver  Business  Institute,  Limited
H. C. DUFFUS, Principal
R. J. SPROTT, B.A., President
One Hundred and Twenty-five "Oh, that's all right," interrupted Pete, "just go up and say you're a reporter for the Daily. Don't need an introduction."
He went back to his desk with an air of finality. "Get something striking—her views on some odd subjects—does she like
this or that—and be as bizarre as you wish in your write-up.    She's mighty clever herself, and likes queer things."
He listened to no further protestations, but gently and forcibly guided the bewildered Charles Waldo to the door, closed it
and returned to his desk. Musingly, he picked up the soiled dance-program, and turned it over and over in his hand. "I'll
teach her to cut my dances," he muttered to himself. "That Freshie's write-up will make her furious, or I miss my guess.
So, you'd cut my last dance, would you, Miss Lewis?   Very well!" he continued, addressing this last remark to the program.
Promptly at eight o'clock that same evening, Mr. Plumber, very round of face, and very red of hue, presented himself at
the door of the Kappa Kappa Gamma Sororioty. Clutched tightly in one hand was a stick, borrowed from an upper class man
for the occasion, and in the other hand was an enormous note-book. A maid conducted him into the drawing-room, without
falling into a fit at his arrival, as he had half expected; nor did any elderly chaperone of spinster qualities pounce upon him
and catechise him concerning his age, occupation and general intentions. Such had been the vague ideas he had always
harbored about a sorority house and these ideas had, perhaps, been slightly augmented by certain humorously-inclined
fellow-students on this very evening.
He seated himself on the edge of a straight-backed chair, clinging firmly to his note-book. He nervously wetted his lips,
now and again; or cautiously cleared his throat just to see if it were still in working order. Cold chills and hot electric currents
played tag up and down his spine, and he felt that his knees would tremble visibly if he ever attempted to stand.
Then, suddenly, he did stand, and there was no visible quaver of his knees, for Miss Margaret was smiling kindly at him
from the open door. She was a slender girl with all the grace and charm that the out-door world and a well-balanced plan
of living bring. There was no cold cleverness in her manner, as Charles Waldo had anticipated—no haughty unconcern.
The frankness of her glance and the kindness of her bearing at once put him at ease, and for a time he forgot all self-consciousness.
To her polite greeting of inquiry, he replied briefly by giving the reasons for his call. By another observer, the slight
shadow of incredulity which crossed Margaret's face might not have been lost. Not so Charles Waldo. He hastened to produce
his fountain-pen and to open his huge book. Then sitting at attention, as if to seize every word of wisdom which should fall
from the lady's lips, he waited.
Leaning back in amused silence, watching the absorbed proceedings of Mr. Plumber, Margaret also waited. The youth
looked up expectantly, and Margaret, with a little gasp, realized that he was waiting for her to speak. Briefly, she gave him
a synopsis of the play. After much questioning and busy scratching on the part of Mr. Plumber, the proceedings came to a halt,
and again he looked up, inquiringly.
"Well?" she smiled, "is that sufficient?" The would-be reporter shook his head, doubtfully. "Oh, no! I must write up
your opinions on some other subjects."
"What subjects, for instance?" she asked kindly.
The round face became horrified, the eyes behind the horn-rims blinked perplexedly, and the small mouth opened in
astonishment. In nervous preoccupation, he wound the black cord of his glasses round and round his finger, as the idea of this
new emergency went round and round in his brain. In rehearsing the scene at home, he had never thought of such a crisis;
in fact, his mind had never gone beyond the opening sentences of the interview. Wildly, he tried to recall Pete Hayward's
instructions.    Bizarre—her  opinion on—something  bizarre—those were his words!
Why!   Why-eh—for instance, do you like—"
"Do you like—string?"
Through the silence of the whole house, the absurd words seemed to echo. He wondered vaguely—how many girls
there were in the upper regions to hear his question.    His head reeled and his throat became parched, great beads of sweat
(Continued on page 130)
One Hundred and Twenty-six Greetings
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One Hundred and Twenty-nine formed at his temples, and chills began again to run up and down his spine. His heart seemed to have stopped altogether
for a time. What had prompted him) to make such a fool of himself. He waited in breathless agony for Miss Lewis to burst
into peals of laughter.
"Do I like string?" she exclaimed and smiling ruefully, added, "I'm not good at riddles."
"No riddle!" gasped the embarassed youth.
"Then, what is it, a joke?"
"No joke!"      He realized the harrowing truth of this statement.
"Well, what in the world do you mean—do I like string?"
Charles Waldo said nothing.    There was nothing to say.
"A game?" pursued Margaret.
Mr. Plumber, whose dazed faculties were gradually becoming normal, saw that things were getting far too complicated.
So he nodded his head vigorously in the affirmative.
"What kind of game?" continued this seeker-after-truth, with annoying persistence.
"Oh, a very simple game." He must support his assertions in some manner, "cat's cradle. Very popular, that is," he
"added lamely, "in the east—you know."
Margaret eyed Mr. Plumber doubtfully. Then she said with a touch of sarcasm, "Oh, yes, played after dinner in all New
York's smartest sets.    No self-respecting family should be without a ball of string.    I certainly shall buy one to-morrow!"
At this she laughed, but when she saw the worried look in Mr. Plumper's eyes, her heart smote her.
"You don't mean to tell me, you were in earnest?"
There was no reply, and an awkward pause ensued:
"Would you mind telling me, Mr. Plumber, who sent you up to interview me?" she asked, thoughtfully.
"Mr. Hayward."
"Did he tell you to ask me if I liked—string?" she flung at him.
Another pause followed while the young lady knitted her brows and gazed into space.
"How long have you been reporting for the Daily?"
"Just began today," murmured the youth, slowly.
"What!" gasped Margaret.    "Pete Hayward had the—I beg your pardon."
"This is my first experience, in fact, I never reported for any paper before."
"And Pete sent you up to try out on me?" mused Margaret.    "Please let me see your book."
Quickly, she glanced over the page of notes and sat for a moment drumming her fingers on the book.
"See, here, Pete is trying to make fools of us both. I don't mean to be rude, but it's the truth. Will you let me help you
write up that article now ?    I think we can slip one over on that gentleman—to use his own expression!"
Late next morning, Mr. Peter Hayward, having breakfasted well, and attended two lectures, more interesting than usual,
entered the Daily office, and glanced at the material on the desk. He opened one or two letters, consigned them to the waste
basket, and finally picked up a manuscript at the top of the pile. Glancing at the signature, he frowned. It had been a diabolical thing for him to send that young cub up to interview Margaret. What an abominable temper he must have been in
yesterday! The whole article would probably have to be written before it could be published. He would do it himself, and try
not to hurt either Margaret's or the youngster's feelings.
He read the first few sentences, and looked again at the signature to reassure himself. Eagerly, he read the whole article
and reread it and finally sat down at his desk in astonishment.    This thing was good—it was brilliant!    He didn't think that the
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