"CONTENTdm"@en . "http://resolve.library.ubc.ca/cgi-bin/catsearch?bid=1779477"@en . "University Publications"@en . "2015-07-15"@en . "[1915?]"@en . "https://open.library.ubc.ca/collections/ubcyearb/items/1.0119002/source.json"@en . "application/pdf"@en . " To\n(gwirg? 1L Itabraamt, HI. A.\nActing Principal and Dean,\nThis Souvenir Annual is respectfully dedicated\nby the students of McGill,\nBritish Columbia. Forsan et haec olim rrieminisse uvabit. Verg. Aen. 1:203.\nOne day perchance some joy you'll find\nIn thinking: of these vears of srrind.\nThe pleasant books, that silently among\nOur household treasures take familiar places.\nThese are to us as if a living tongue\nSpake from the printed leaves or pictured faces.\n\u00E2\u0080\u0094Longfellow\u00E2\u0080\u0094Seaside and Fireside Dedication.\nWithin this book you see our College\nLaughing, playing, seeking knowledge;\nHere you view us still at home,\nSoon throughout the world to roam.\nFreshmen, Sophomores and Juniors,\n(Alas, no grave and reverend seniors),\nOur life within these pages scan;\nUnfold its meaning\u00E2\u0080\u0094if vou can.\nH.T.L. Annual nf\nJRrttiU Untoraiig (United\nHartnutopr, 18.01.\n1914-15 Souvenir Edition.\nL. A. MILLS, J. S. JOHANNSON,\nEditor-in-Chief. Business Manager.\n(dattfrnta\nPage\nDedication 2\nPrologue 4\nEditorials 7\nThe Faculty :. 11\nRetrospect of Student Activities 23\nCollege Will 33\nThe Greek H eroes 34\nJuniors 37\nScience '17 51\nSophomores (Arts) 59\nFreshman Arts (Girls) 64\nFreshman Arts (Men) 67\nScience '18 71\nA Day at Old Hazelton 75\nLiterary and Debating Society 77\nLadies' Literary and Debating Society 82\nThe C. O. T. C (Prose) 85\nThe C. O. T. C. (Poem) 87\nMcGill Y. W. C. A 91\nMcGill Y. M. C. A 92\nScience '17 Survey School (Kj\nUniversity Addresses 96\nAntigone 97\nThe Strong 99\nSociety 101\nAlumni 110\nMen's Athletics 113\nGirls' Athletics 123\nAdvertisements 128-150\ntTumourositics IS9-149 3T is with no small hesitation that we venture to speak of\nthe future of M. B. C.; nor for our senior students will\nthe reason be far to seek. For, alas, our swan-song is fast\nbecoming a hardy annual, and we and our predecessors, like\nsuccessive Jonahs, eternally prophesy destruction to a Nineveh\nthat falleth not. Again and again has gone forth the editorial\nwarning: \"Prepare ye, for the University of British Columbia\nis at hand,\" yet still our M. B. C. flourishes like the proverbial\nbay-tree. Assuming, however, that the end of the present\nregime is fast approaching (and readers will kindly attach\nthis hypothesis to all our future comments), we will venture to\ntread in the well-worn editorial pathway and speak of our new\nUniversity.\nAnd, first of all, it really does seem fairly certain that the\npresent is the last session of M. B. C. It is true that the\npremier has decided to discontinue operations on the buildings\nat Point Grey\u00E2\u0080\u0094which, by the way, could not have been ready\nfor occupancy next October\u00E2\u0080\u0094and that we shall remain in\nour present quarters, but lectures, will be delivered largely by\nmembers of the new staff. Such, at least, is the opinion of\nthose in a position to speak whom we have interviewed. This\nis confirmed by the presence in town of members of the new\nfaculty, and by the arrival and cataloguing at the college of\nthe books of the University of British Columbia library.\nTo speak of the advantages of a well-endowed University\nsavours of platitudinizing, which is always dull; but even at\nPage Seven the risk of committing this deadly sin it may be permissible\nto mention one of which we Westerners think all too little.\nThose who are educated in the country, or even in a city the\nsize of Vancouver, are apt to be provincial. By this we mean\nthat, living in their own narrow circle, and seeing few or none\nwhose mode of life and thought differ in any marked degree\nfrom their own, they are very apt to become somewhat narrow-\nminded, not fully appreciating those widely at variance with\nthemselves, and lacking that tolerance and breadth of understanding and sympathy that a cosmopolitan University should\nproduce.\nHeretofore this atmosphere of cosmopolitanism has prevailed in large measure only at the great Eastern Universities,\nToronto, McGill and Queens, whither (let us assume with this\nobject), many of our own students have gone. With the establishment however of a University in our own province, we\ncan gradually form such a centre of culture on the Pacific\ncoast, and keep our men where their talent will be a gain to\ntheir native province.\nBut however much we may desire the increased advantages of a Provincial University, it is not without the deepest\nregret that we think of the closing of M.B.C She has no\ntime-hallowed traditions, no long roll of fame won and honour\nto be maintained, she is too young a university for that, but\nshe will be remembered as the pioneer who laid the foundations of a glorious future. In a province notoriously careless\nof culture and matters intellectual, with inadequate support\nand few facilities, she has in ten years cleared the soil and\nlaid the foundations for the work of the new university. We\nhave more than held our own with our Alma Mater at Montreal, and have produced alumni who give promise of hereafter gaining some little reputation. In matters literary and\nathletic we have proved our prowess on the rival colleges in\nneighboring cities. In days to come we shall have no cause\nto be ashamed of our old Alma Mater.\nWe are entering now on a new and most important era\nin our history, and it behoves each of us to do his share in\nmaking a name for the University of British Columbia. Hitherto many of our best men, best both intellectually and physically, have gone to Eastern universities, even before our limited facilities necessitated their doing so. In our new Alma\nMater, however, there will be no such excuse for departure;\nthe number of years will be complete, the options many, and\nthe staff adequate. It is for us to remain here and aid them\nPage. Eignt in making our university worthy of our province. Yet how\ncan this be done if, as in the past, and as many purpose doing\nnext autumn, our best men are continually leaving us for the\nEast? It is our duty to remain here and to strive with our\nbrains or our muscles to make Vancouver as famous as McGill\nor Toronto. We need our athletes and our debaters as well\nas our students. Whatever our talent, let us use it for this\nend.\nCollege Spirit, loyalty to our Alma Mater, how often do\nwe use the term with only too little thought of its meaning;\nyet, if it stands for anything, it should be for the spirit of\nself-sacrifice, for the willingness to place the interests of the\ncollege before our own. We can all talk of it glibly enough,\nis College Spirit only a form for use on\u00E2\u0080\u0094Theatre Nights?\nIt is inartistic, critics tell us, to end on a high note. Certainly it is often inappropriate and even at times a trifle ludicrous, so we shall rapidly summarize the events of the past\nyear and shall, we promise you, avoid as far as may be all\ntiresome seriousness.\nIt is very fitting that the past year should have been one of\nthe most successful in the history of the college. The record\nof debates is most satisfactory. Our old opponents from New\nWestminster have again been reduced to a proper state of\nhumility, and the inter-class debates have been very keenly\ncontested, while the attendance at Literary meetings has been\nbetter than ever before. We are very pleased to see that the\nstudents generally are becoming more conscious of the value\nand interest of debating, and are no longer leaving it, as formerly, in the hands of a few. Of course, the dances and refreshments have had nothing to do with this miraculous\nchange: it is indeed rather the contrary that is true, for the\naverage student, earnest, literary and high-minded, is repelled\nby these un-intellectual gymnastics.\nIn athletics, it is peculiarly fitting that the city championships, the goal of our Rugby enthusiasts since the foundation\nof the college, should have been attained in this our\u00E2\u0080\u0094presumably\u00E2\u0080\u0094final year. This is an achievement of which our college\nmay well be proud, and we hope that the championship will\ncontinue to remain where it has so fittingly betaken itself. Our\nannual contest with Columbian College has again pointed out\nto our misguided neighbors the error of their ways in challenging our exalted selves.\nIce Hockey, though only lately established here, already\ngives promise of becoming one of our most important\nPage Nine branches of athletics, and great credit is due those who are\nstriving to bring this about.\nThis session has also witnessed the establishment of a Y.\nW. C. A., with a full-fledged Alma Mater representative and a\nlarge stock of good resolutions. Gone alas, are the good old\ndays of untroubled paganism, when the healthy condition or\nthe reverse of the organ known as the soul was one's own\nprivate concern\u00E2\u0080\u0094Bible study classes and similar pursuits are\nnow quite \"a la mode.\" Well, \"the old order changeth,\" we\nsuppose, \"lest one good custom should corrupt the world.\"\nThe intended performance of a Greek tragedy by a cast\nof students, assisted by Mr. Nelson Shaw, is greatly to the\ncredit of those concerned. The play selected, \"Antigone,\" is\na masterpiece of Sophocles, one of the world's really great\ntragedians. For us to praise it, therefore, and to advise all\nstudents who have the good fortune to remain in town after the\nclose of the session to see it, is somewhat unnecessary; we\nfeel confident that all who are able will take the opportunity of\nbecoming more acquainted with a species of the drama of\nwhich we are only too ignorant.\nOne of the most important events of the year has been the\nestablishment of the officers' training corps for students\nand alumni. Drills, route-marches, and target-practices are\nheld under the direction of Sergeant-Major Wallace and Professors Jordan and Logan. Although called into being by the\nwar, the corps fills a gap that has long been regretted by many\nof the students, and should in future years become even more\npopular than at present.\nAmong other beneficial results, the war has revealed a\nmagnificent spirit of patriotism and self-sacrifice in the universities. All over Canada they have given ungrudgingly of\nmen and means, and none more freely than our own MB.C.\nThirty of our men are already in Europe, and twenty-five more\nwill leave with the Third Contingent. Nothing that we could\nsay would make their deed more noble; they have put aside their\nown interests and done their duty. We honour them and are\nproud of them, and we have no fears that in their hands the\nhonour of our college and our province will be\ntarnished.\nB\n'We regret that owing to an unfortunate oversight\nthe picture of Mr. H. L. Manzer, a Literary Editor\nof the Annual, was omitted by the photographer\nfrom the group-picture of the Annual Staff.\nPage Ter Page Eleven PRINCIPAL ROBINSON, B. A., DEAN AND PROFESSOR OF MATHEMATICS\nPrincipal Robinson was born in Prince Edward Island, and\nstudied first at Prince of Wales College and later at Dalhousia\nUniversity, Halifax, where he obtained his B. A. While\nespecially attracted to mathematics he was also greatly interested in classics and literature, and has always maintained that\n.a knowledge of these latter is the most important element of\nall true culture. He was also half-back on what was then\npractically the best Rugby team in Canada. On leaving college Principal Robinson became supervisor of schools at\nCharlottetown, and in 1893 came to the coast with the late\nPrincipal Shaw of Vancouver High School. On the death of\nPrincipal Shaw he succeeded to his position, and on the foundation of M.B.C. was selected as the man best fitted to be its\nhead. Time has amply confirmed this verdict.\nJ. K. HENRY, B. A., PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH.\nMr. Henry was born in Nova Scotia and after the usual\npreliminary education entered Dalhousie University. Here he\ntook an honour course in English, and further distinguished\nhimself by gaining several medals and prizes. After obtaining\nhis Arts degree he studied Applied Science for two years at\nMcGill. He has since been engaged for the past twenty-eight\nyears in educational work, and from the time of its foundation\nin 1906, has been professor of English at McGill, British Columbia. Mr. Henry is an enthusiastic botanist, and is a recognized authority on the flora of British Columbia.\nL. F. ROBERTSON, M. A., PROFESSOR OF LATIN.\nLemuel Robertson was born in Prince Edward Island, and\ngraduated with honours in classics from McGill University\nin 1899, taking the Henry Chapman gold medal. Besides\nteaching elsewhere he was for some years in the High School\nhere and in Nanaimo. Mr. Robertson was one of the original\nmembers of the staff of M. B. C, having joined it in\n1906. In 1911 he went back to Montreal for a year's postgraduate work, and also gave lectures to the Sophomores. He\nreturned to us in 1912 and has since then resumed his favorite\nsubject. Mr. Robertson's classes are noted for the vivid manner in which the subject is presented, and for the unfailing\nfund of anecdote and illuminating comment that explains so\nclearly all obscurities.\nPage Twelve Page Thirteen H. CHODAT, M. A., PROF. OF MODERNS.\nProfessor Chodat was born near Berne, Switzerland, but\nemigrated to Montreal at the age of twenty. He attended\nclasses there and graduated in 1905, and then spent a year\nteaching in the university while he prepared for his M. A.\ndegree. His college career was distinguished both from the\npoint of view of scholarship and athletics, as he obtained\nmedals and prizes in both branches. After gaining his M. A.\ndegree he came to Vancouver to lecture in modern language's\nand is thus one of the original staff of the college. With the\nexception of a year spent at Harvard, where he obtained a\nsecond M. A., he has been with us ever since. His wit is exceeded only by his popularity.\nH. K. DUTCHER, B. Sc, M. Sc, PROF. OF CIVIL\nENGINEERING.\nBorn in Milltown, N. B., and educated primarily in the\nPrince of Wales College, Mr. Dutcher entered McGill as a\nscience student in 1900. After graduating in 1904 he spent\ntwo years in practical work with Allis Chalmers Bullock Co.\nat Cincinnati, and also attended lectures at Boston Technical\nInstitute. In 1906 he obtained his M. Sc. at Montreal, and\ngained the first prize awarded by the Canadian Society of\nCivil Engineers, for a thesis on steel testing. He then lectured\nfor several years in McGill University on Hydraulics, and in\n1907 was appointed a professor of civil engineering at M. B. C.\nHe is also at present an active member of the important firm\nof Dutcher & Dutcher, consulting engineers.\nJ. G. DAVIDSON, B. A., Ph. D., PROF. OF PHYSICS.\nDr. Davidson, born near St. Thomas, Ontario, matriculated\nwith honours and attended Victoria College, Toronto, taking\na course in Honour Mathematics and Physics, and obtaining\nhis B. A. in 1900. After serving for five years on the staff\nof Columbian College, New Westminster, where he took a\nvery prominent part in all the college sports, he became in\n1906 a member of the first staff of M. B. C. In 1907 he\nobtained from the University of California the degree of\nPh.D. Since 1906, besides taking a very active interest in all\ncollege affairs, he has been connected with many of the most\nprominent city organizations, being president of the Vancouver\nPlayground Association, the B. C. Amateur Athletic Association, and the Vancouver Canadian Club. He is at present perfecting an invention for the precipitation of factory smoke by\nelectricity.\nPags Fourteen Page Fifteen R. E. MACNAGHTEN, B.A., PROF. OF GREEK.\nProfessor Macnaghten was born in India, but received his\neducation in England, at Eton and at King's College, Cambridge, where he graduated in the First Class of the Classical\nTripos. After leaving Cambridge -he became an assistant\nmaster at Harrow, but subsequently studied for the bar. and\npractised for some years in Tasmania. The attraction of the\nclassics however, proved too strong, and he abandoned the\nlaw for a position on the classical staff of McGill Montreal.\nSix years ago, to our good fortune. Professor Macnaghten\ncame to M. B. C, where, with the exception of a year spent\nin travel on the continent, he has since remained as Professor\nof Greek.\nG. R. KENDALL, B.Sc, REGISTRAR AND LECTURER\nIN CHEMISTRY.\nMr. Kendall was born in Rockland Ontario, and after the\nusual preliminary education took a course in Mining and\nMetallurgy at McGill University, Montreal, graduating as n\nBachelor of Science in 1903. He then practised Civil and\nMining Engineering in the East for some years, but finally\nabandoned it in favour of teaching. Some eight years ago he\nenrolled on the staff of this college as registrar and lecturer\nin the Black Art\u00E2\u0080\u0094Chemistry.\n\u00E2\u0096\u00A0 \"He holds the hated register.\"\nJ. HENDERSON, M. A., PROF. OF PHILOSOPHY.\nMr. Henderson was born in Scotland, and educated at Dumfries Academy and Glasgow University, graduating in 188?\nwith distinction in English Literature and in Philosophy.\nAlthough especially attracted by philosophy and specializing in\nit, he did not devote himself entirely to this one subject, but\nendeavoured to obtain as wide a general knowledge as possible,\nwith no small degree of success, as all who have been fortunate\nenough to come into contact with him will affirm. He was\nalso greatly interested in Latin, and has lectured on that\nsubject. He later took a special course in Philosophy under\nProfessor E. Laird, and is also a graduate in Theology of the\nChurch Training College. Glasgow. In 1906 Mr. Henderson\n1'ecame one of the members of the staff of M. B. C.\n\"Myriads of riches in a little room.\"\nPage Sixteen Page Seventeen ISABEL MACINNES, M. A., LECTLRER IN\nMODERN LANGUAGES.\nMiss Maclnnes was born in Lancaster, Ontario, and having\npursued a double honour course in English and French at\nQueen's University, Kingston, graduated in the year 1908.\nNothing daunted by this Herculean task she now performed\nfor three years the duties pertaining to a Fellowship in French,\nwhile she took a second honour course in German and History. A few years ago Miss Maclnnes came to Vancouver,\nand has lectured here in French, German and English Composition. For some time past it has been her custom to spend\nher summers studying in Germany, and her discussions of\nGerman life and character are both entertaining and instructive. Miss Maclnnes has a happy faculty for clear explanation that is often the salvation of her classes. She is also an\nindispensable unit of the social and literary life of the college.\nE. E. JORDAN, M. A., LECTURER IN MATHEMATICS.\nMr. E. E. Jordan, like many of his confreres, is a native of\nthe Island Province. He pursued a course in mathematics at\nDalhousie and Chicago Universities, and took high honours\nand a gold medal at the time of his graduation. He has been\nteaching for nineteen years, for the last three of which he has\nbeen Lecturer in Mathematics at McGill British Columbia.\nHe has taken great interest in the Officers' Training Corps\nthat has recently been formed, and has spared no pains to make\nit a success. Mr. Jordan will be remembered by all who know\nhim for his kindliness and unfailing courtesy of manner.\nH. T. LOGAN, B. A., LECTURER IN CLASSICS.\nHenry Tremaine Logan was born in Londonderry, Nova\nScotia, but at an early age came with his parents to Eburne\nB. C. He was a student at the Vancouver High School, and\ntook the first part of his university course in M. B. C. In\n1908 he graduated from McGill University Montreal with\nhonours in Classics. He also obtained the Rhodes Scholarship\nfor British Columbia. Three years later he gained his Oxford\nB. A., again graduating with honours in Classics. He then\nstudied Theology in Edinburgh and Montreal, and came to\nM. B. C. as lecturer in Classics in the autumn of 1913. Both\nas a student and as a member of the Faculty he has been prominent in track and field sports, and both here and at Oxford\nhas been greatly interested in military training.\nPage Eighteen Page Nineteen MR. MATHESON, B. Sc, C' E., LECTURER IN CIVIL\nENGINEERING.\nMr. Matheson, a native of Prince Edward Island, attended\nPrince of Wales College and completed his education by taking\na course in engineering at McGill, obtaining his B. Sc. in\n1898. He then spent three years in railroad work and construction, after which he gained a large experience in municipal work and in coal mining at Pittsburg. For the next\neleven years his work was chiefly in New York where he had\ncharge of the boring of some of the tunnels under the Hudson\nand also the foundation work of several skyscrapers. Since\n1912 he has lived in Vancouver as a consulting engineer, and\nin his spare moments instructs the First Year Science in the\nwiles of Descriptive Geometry.\nL. KILLAM, M. A., B. Sc, PROFESSOR OF MECHANICAL ENGINEERING.\nMr. Killam, born in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, was educated\nat the high school there, and later took an Arts course at Mt.\nAllison University, gaining his B. A. in 1902. The next four\nyears he spent in obtaining his B. Sc. from McGill, after which\nhe returned to Mt. Allison and was for five years professor of\nMechanical Engineering. During this time he further obtained\nhis M. A. In 1913 he came to M. B. C, where for the past\ntwo years he has taught with great popularity the first and\nsecond years of aspiring engineers.\nC. W. WRIGHT, B. Sc. (INT.) ASSISTANT IN MATHEMATICS AND PHYSICS.\nMr. Wright was born in Norfolk, but early removed to\nBrighton, Sussex. Here he attended the Municipal Secondary\nSchool, and obtained entrance scholarship to the Science and\nArts School. In addition to several others won during his\ncareer here, he obtained the King's Scholarship for St. John's\nTraining College, London. While there he was a member of\nthe staff of the college magazine and also a sergeant in the\nStudents' Volunteer Corps, M Company, Second South Middlesex Regiment. Later, he studied for London University and\npassed his Intermediate B. Sc. He then engaged in educational work in London and in Brighton, and in 1913 came to\nVancouver to lecture in Mathematics and Phvsics.\nPage Twenty Page Twenty-one A Bletroapwi of &iutent Artttritfea\n^iT is no small task to estimate the significance and spirit\nJJ) of yesterday from the standpoint of today. To give in\nthese few pages a record of games and social functions\nwould be a simple matter, but we find it strangely difficult to\nfix the meaning of it all. Our Alumni readers must be charitable if we have missed the point in various places.\nOur guiding principle has been with us throughout our\nhistory, though most of us have not put in into words. A few\nmonths after the college was inaugurated, the Legislature\ndecided that a Provincial University should be built. At once\nour College Board decided that our institution was not necessarily permanent; our Faculty decided to do the works that\nwere required until the day for a quiet death and respectable\nfuneral should arrive: we, as students, seem to have determined unconsciously that we would form no organizations\nthat would not be adaptable, and develop no traditions that\nmight not be welcomed with us as we go in a body into the new\nuniversity. We have kept faith all around in that matter,\nbut our life has seemed commonplace. Surely by this time\nwe should have developed some stunt or usage all our own\nhad it not been that each year our initiative was killed by the\nthought that \"Next year we will have the university.\" We are\nglad to be able to say that we have laid its foundation but\nformed none of its traditions prematurely.\nBefore McGill College was organized, some Arts work was\ndone as part of the High School work. This was simply\nextended to first year, and carried on in the school building in\nFairview. Perhaps this is why so many of us still talk of the\ncollege as a \"school\", of the staff as \"teachers\", of the lectures\nas \"lessons,\" and have so often acted in harmony with this\nconception. When the university comes we will put away\nall childish things. For several years before we obtained our\npresent quarters, we lived in the Old Hospital building on\nCambie street. We have never had our own gymnasium or\nplaying field, and doubtless in this can be found the reason\nwhy our teams have not been more highly developed. However, we are proud of our athletic history, as judged by any\nreasonable standard.\nPage Twenty-three m\nSty* BHteranj BatittitB\nE are undecided whether the historian of the future\nwill say that the success of the literary societies has\nbeen unqualified. A previous statement, that we have\ndeveloped no distinctive features of college life, should be\nmodified. Where else do they finish off a ladies' afternoon\nliterary meeting with a cake-feast and the evening's debate\nwith a dance ? The programmes of the meetings have consisted\nof debates as a general rule. No outstanding features of the\ncontests can be recalled but this should not lead to an underestimate of the place which debating has occupied. The Inter-\nclass and City League debates have given invaluable training\nto many a budding orator and some entertainment for the rest of us. On two or three\noccasions different Applied Science classes\nhave undertaken to practise public speaking\nbut the movement never became general and,\nas an unfortunate result, most of us have\nmissed this important part of education altogether. Last year a student company presented \"A Midsummer Night's Dream\" with\nstriking success, and this year \"Antigone\"\npromises even better things.\nStrips\n'JUH'ITHOUT doubt, the most interesting isolated features\nlt|U of our college life have been the annual trips to Victoria and Columbian College. Time was when both\ngirls' and boys' teams went to Victoria in a big excursion\nbut with the advancing years the girls were supposed to\nbecome more ladylike, so their part of it has been discontinued. The boys finally demonstrated this year that sixty\ncollege athletes can take a steamer trip and stay over night\nat a hotel without getting into the semblance of a difference\nof opinion with officials or property owners\u00E2\u0080\u0094and have a\nglorious time as well.\nThe real occasion of the Westminster trip has been for\nthe Big Debate. Incidentally, in the afternoons we always\nplayed half a dozen games\u00E2\u0080\u0094anything and everything in which\nwe could find a competing team. Our Rugby team never\nfound a formidable opponent over there, and, as we can never\nbecome very serious about other games, we do not know\nPage Twenty-four whether we have won or lost the majority of the events. We\ndo know that we always enjoyed ourselves. But we did\nwant to win the debates\u00E2\u0080\u0094the rooters worked as hard as the\nspeakers\u00E2\u0080\u0094and in spite of our best efforts we have lost.\nColumbian won in 1907, '09, '12 and '14. There were no\ncontests in 1911 and 1913, so we have had only three victories\n\u00E2\u0080\u0094in 1908, '10 and '15.\nIn track sports we have competed only against Columbian\nand here also we must confess defeat in the majority of\nevents. It is just a little humiliating also, because, without\ndetracting from the prowess of our opponents, we have\nalways felt that we could have won had more of our men\nturned out to train more faithfully. Perhaps the reason has\nbeen found in the proximity of the final exams, at track-meet\ntimes, and, after all, most of us have had some small desire\nto win through these.\nMortal lEtmtta\nJjtlfE have had our share of class parties and college dances\nJUtl in the years that are gone: some have thought, rather\nmore than our share when April brought round the\ndays when the fiddler must be paid. Glancing back over the\nyearly \"Annuals.\" v* can find on the society pages all the\nstock phrases that shodd be copyrighted for the use of the\nsocial columns of the Daily Province. One original sentence\nfrom the memorable 1910 record tells the story from the standpoint of the sourdough,\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"Same old Tygy 'round the same\npolished floor; same old tunes on the same squeaky fiddles;\nsame old heart-broken, dejected lover shuffling off into his\nlonely corner by the window; same old austerely decorated,\nfestal bower; same old crowded cars; same old happy\ndreams; same old lectures in the morning\u00E2\u0080\u0094the Alma Mater\ndance.\" We find it difficult to estimate the part these functions have played in the life of our institution. True they\nhave furnished us with much of a kind of social enjoyment\nPage Twenty-five that seems to be essential in our modern life but we have\ndeveloped no new features. On the whole, we have decided\nthat we shall not enumerate the events nor describe the gowns\nof the patronesses.\nOn second thoughts, we claim distinctiveness in one thing.\nOther modern colleges find that the athletic games are their\nbig money-makers: we have learned to expect that the proceeds of the Alma Mater dance in Lester Hall would make\nsuch ventures as the publication of an annual financially possible. This year, be it noted, the sombre spirit of war-time\n(aided, possibly, by the gentle influence of the Faculty) led\nus to hold the event in the College building, with the result\nthat we will have to pay for all our year's fun ourselves.\nStye Jfantball Steam\nRugby Football has been and will\nprobably continue to be our major\nathletic sport. There is never any lack\nof candidates for the teams and the\npractices are enthusiastic. There has\nbeen some complaint that those who do\nnot play do not turn out to the games\nvery loyally. In cases where this is a\nsign of a sedentary mind as well as a\nsedentary body it is to be regretted but\nwe are glad to believe that the great\nmajority of us have our own active\ninterests that demand our attention. It is a hundred times\nbetter to have a hundred men playing something themselves\nthan a hundred rooters at a game. During the last three or\nfour years we have had splendid senior and intermediate teams\nand a third team always spoiling for a job.\nIn 1908 and 1909, two years after the college was started\nthe senior team won the Miller Cup, emblematic of the city\nchampionship. In 1909-1910, under Captain Basil Sawers,\nwho, by the way, is now at the front with the First Contingent,\nthe team showed promise of repeating the success of the previous years. Brilliant victories were won in the first two\ngames against the two strongest city teams and then the sorrows of that black Christmas cast their shadows over the college world. The captain was hurt in the games against the\nUniversity of California and had to retire from the game: to\nmake misfortune complete, four mighty players went down\nPage Twenty-six to defeat at the examinations and had to leave college: the\nPowers That Be who are supposed to reside in the clouds\n(to wit, the Faculty) decreed that members of the teams\nmust be in good standing with the college at least, if not in\nactual attendance; not enough spirit was left to build up a\nteam from the intermediates or perhaps somebody got sore: at\nany rate the team disbanded.\nIn 1910-1911 a fresh start was made under Captain\n\"Jimmie\" Underhill but eight defeats and no victories was\nour measure of success. A similar story must be told for\n1911-1912. Despite the record these were probably the years\nof our football history of which we should be proudest. Every\nold-time enthusiast in the city still talks of the gallant struggles against hopeless odds, of the unfailing sportsmanship of\nthe college boys and of the splendid condition of the players\nthat almost turned defeat into victory in more than half the\ngames. It should be recorded that in both these years the\nsecond team met with gratifying success in the Intermediate\nLeague. In 1912-1913, with the advice of the coach, Captain\nMuir entered the Intermediate League only. A real team\nwas built up and incidentally the team was not beaten during\nthe year. The benefit of the year of probation became evident\nlast year when we again entered the senior series. We won\nthe Tisdall Cup for points but lost the Miller Cup to the Firemen in the final play-off by the narrowest of margins. No one\nwho saw it will ever forget that desperate struggle made by\nEckardt's men in a sea of mud against a picked team averaging\ntwenty pounds heavier than themselves. We wish to place\non permanent record our appreciation of the coaching of Mr.\n\"Charlie\" Worsnop during these later years. We cannot\nhope to give him any return for what he has done to the team\nand the college sport in general.\n\u00C2\u00A9%r &patta\nJ5THE editor-in-chief tells us that we must be briefer. We\n^J/ interpret his rather vague requests as a desire for local\ncolor and not for dry statistics. In view of that, one is\nalmost tempted to say that in other sports we \"also ran,\" for\ncertainly we have not worked at anything else (even French)\nas we have with our Rugby ball..\nThe girls once had a Ground Hockey team. In proof of\nthat statement we find a pretty picture in the Annuals of '12\nand earlier years. We do not know the cause of its death.\nPage Twenty-seven Their Basketball team has been one of the most interesting\nand useful of our organizations but we do not seem to recall\nany very brilliant victories though their games have always\ncommended the attendance of an enthusiastic crowd of rooters. (You will note that the sex of the writer is revealed in\nthat last sentence: hence his strangely distorted views of the\nrelative importance of things.) We are all glad that this\nyear's team gives promise that Girls' Basketball will furnish\nfeatures of the university activities as brilliant as the Football\ngames.\nMemory recalls scores of exciting games of men's Basketball, Hockey, Baseball and \"rough house,\" the most interesting\nbeing those between different classes. Probably the majority\nof our Alumni will connect their memories of their activities\nabout these minor sports but few will think that special incidents or names should find a place in a brief history such as\nthis. We would suggest that every student, past or present,\nshould insert in this volume, a history from his own standpoint of college affairs while he was in attendance and keep it\nas a treasure of future years.\n<2Uje Imtrlj\nPERCHANCE the fables of the Institution will gather\nround the memories of that unique group of men\u00E2\u0080\u0094or\nkids\u00E2\u0080\u0094who entered with the class of Arts '12. They well\nknew what was expected of college men while they were still\nin high school and what they knew was certainly new in that\nOld Hospital building which we vainly tried to call the college. It has been said that their stunts disturbed even the\nFaculty on occasion though it has been rumored that in its\nprivate conclaves that august body rather irreverently\nPage Twenty-eight enjoyed it all. Those were the days when we made our only\nattempts at street demonstrations and soap-box oratory and\nmost of our imitations of real varsity \"scraps.\" Some idea of\ntheir doings may be gleaned from the 1910 and 1911\nAnnuals; study them if you can find them; they\nmake strange reading. It is said that de Lopatecki's cartoons in 1910 still cause the Profs, an occasional nightmars.\nSeeing that we mention by name various Alma Mater presidents and Football captains, we must apologize for not giving\nindividual histories of at least a dozen of these men. However, we must single out two in acknowledging a measure of\nreal distinction. William Ewart Gladstone Murray and\nRichard Rowe Holland were mighty debaters of that heroic,\norotund style which has found no later exponent among us,\nthough Gilbert might be ranked almost as a disciple. Holland\nedited our 1910 and 1911 Annuals; Murray obtained all-\nround literary and athletic distinction at Montreal and now\nholds a Rhodes Scholarship. One of the famous undertakings\nof the above-mentioned group was the organization of the\n\"Dialectic and Philosophical Society\" which was to demonstrate to the sleepy old Literary Society how meetings literary\nand social, public and private should be conducted. At various\nof these meetings, the real problems of life and death were to\nbe discussed though Prof. Henderson is said to have remarked\nPage Twenty-nine that all the philosophy they would ever possess would not\nequal the essence to be drawn from a pinch of Old Chum in a\nMeerschaum Bowl by the ingle-nook on a February afternoon.\nSo the society died a natural death.\nAlso there is told a story of the formation of a Greek Letter\nSociety by those same enterprising men. Its name was Phi\nTheta Kappa. We have it on good authority that the Faculty\nconsidered it very objectionable to start such organizations\nsince we could not know what would be the policy of the university in this important matter. So \"The lid was put on\" as\nsays the old cartoon.\nTruly ours are degenerate times. We dare not even break\na stool in years of financial stringency.\nGft\t Alma UJatw ^ortrtg\nThis is the organization that would\n. be called \"The Associated Students\" in\n' most colleges. Every student is a member by virtue of the fact that he pays\nthe annual fee of two dollars. The fee\nis collected by the registrar with the\nother college fees at the request of the\nstudents and is then given into the control of the executive. This fee is supposed to cover the membership of a\nstudent in all the \"open\" social and\nathletic organizations of the college\nthough \"closed\" organizations such as\nthe different classes may collect special dues. The society\nholds two regular general meetings during: the year to receive\nreports of the officers and executive. The nomination and\nelection of officers constitute an important feature of the\nyear's activities: democracy has justified itself in the fact that\nthose elected have always been thoroughly well fitted for their\noffices. The executive is composed of the officers, class presidents, representatives of clubs and two Faculty representatives. It has general control over the policy of all student\nactivities and full control of finance. The treasurer receives\nthe fees from the registrar and collects the \"gate\" at all open\nsocial and athletic events and, under the direction of the executive, allots the available money to the different societies.\nPage Thirty Thus the usual financial prosperity of the student body is distributed uniformly and without friction. During the last few\nyears, copies of the minutes of the weekly meetings of the\nexecutive have been posted on the bulletin boards in order\nthat all students might be well informed in matters of public\nbusiness.\nNo outstanding incidents connected with the works of the\nsociety and its executive can be recalled: its history is a long\nrecord of quiet and efficient work. In general it may be\nstated that the control of our organized activities has been followed with satisfaction by the students and with admiration\nby the Faculty.\nThere is a slightly different story to tell about what might\nbe called the unorganized or disorganized activities of various\nindividuals or groups. In the early days of the society, it was\nhoped that the executive would accept full responsibility for\ndiscipline, at least outside the class rooms. Some efforts in\nthis direction have been made at various times but, even yet,\nwe do not know why they failed or were not followed up and\ndeveloped. The fact remains that the Faculty still finds it\nnecessary on rare occasions to soothe the nerves of hilarious\nstudents or to impose fines for the breaking of stools or windows.\nWe may confidently recommend our method of controlling\norganized college activities to the Provincial University of the\nnear future and express the hope that the work of the executive may shortly include all the essential elements of self-\ngovernment.\nWe give the names of the presidents of Alma Mater as\nthose of the leading students of their respective years:\n1907-1908\u00E2\u0080\u0094F. J. Shearer, Sc. '10.\n1908-1909\u00E2\u0080\u0094A. J. Knowling.\n1909-1910\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"Jack\" McNiven, Sc. '12.\n1910-1911\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"Dickie\" Draper, Sc. '13.\n1911-1912\u00E2\u0080\u0094E. C. Muddell, Sc. '14 (whose tragic death by\ndrowning in August 1912, so shocked all who\nknew him.)\n1912-1913\u00E2\u0080\u0094S. F. Moodie, Arts '14.\n1913-1914\u00E2\u0080\u0094J. H. Reid, Sc. '16.\n1914-1915\u00E2\u0080\u0094Our own Bill Dawe, Arts '16.\nJ. G. D.\nPage Thirty-one Ulhr (fnllryr HHtil\nI, the embodied Spirit of M. B. C, being presumably of\nsound mind, do hereby repeal, revoke, and otherwise cancel all\nother wills by me at any time heretofore made.\nI hereby give and bequeath all my property, real and\nimaginary, personal and impersonal, save and except such\nexceptional exceptions as shall be hereinafter excepted, to my\nwell-beloved daughter M. B. C, for her many kindnesses to\nme shown, in that she by hope deferred has prolonged my\nfeeble and uncertain life, and now prepares to lay me in the\ntomb so long foretold by my annual prophetic scribes; and\nin that she, by oft repeated promises, has soothed my last hours\nwith her assurance that the forlorn and homeless priests of\nmy household shrine shall find refuge in her sheltering bosom.\nSelah. Hereinafter follow the exceptions:\n1\u00E2\u0080\u0094To the Society of Fine Arts of Great Britain and Ireland\nI bequeath the Science building, having regard to its\nchaste lines and the unique splendours of its prismatic\narchitecture.\n2\u00E2\u0080\u0094To L. D. Taylor I bequeath the machine shop, thinking\nthat a perpetual candidate has need of a weighty property qualification.\n3\u00E2\u0080\u0094I leave the library to FI. Helme, as a reward for his incessant burning of the midnight oil.\n4\u00E2\u0080\u0094I bequeath Edna Taylor to be president of the Tango and\nFlirtation Society.\n5\u00E2\u0080\u0094Professor Robertson's collection of ties I give to the shade\nof Beau Brummel, that the punishment may fit the\ncrime. (Use ut and the subjunctive.)\n6\u00E2\u0080\u0094I give Ian Gibson to the Quakers' Sewing Circle to act\nas convener.\n7\u00E2\u0080\u0094I bequeath Professor Henry's jokes and pleasant morning\nsmile to Professor G. R. Kendall.\n8\u00E2\u0080\u0094I bequeath the Dean's System of Moral Reform to Jos.\nMartin for campaign purposes.\n9\u00E2\u0080\u0094To Miss Maclnnes I allot the mantles of Mesdames Grundy and Malaprop.\n10\u00E2\u0080\u0094I leave to Brick Anderson the Chair of Ethics and Deportment in M. B. C.\nPage Thirty-two 11\u00E2\u0080\u0094The sunny nature and lovableness of Professor Kendall\nI transmit to Diogenes, while his clarit) and facility of\nspeech I allot to Lloyd George.\n12\u00E2\u0080\u0094I assign Misses Vermilyea and Story to be understudies\nto Gertrude Hoffman and Ruth St. Denis.\n13\u00E2\u0080\u0094On the Tenth Muse I bestow Professor Macnaghten's\npassion for melody.\n14\u00E2\u0080\u0094To Mennie I grant the freshman theologue's ability to\npass exams.\n15\u00E2\u0080\u0094Walkinshaw's Mature Philosophy of Life\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"Wine,\nwomen and song; they play the deuce with the body,\nbut make life worth living,\" I transmit to Westminster\nHall.\n16\u00E2\u0080\u0094The patient toleration of both Faculty and Students, so\nstrongly evinced by our Napoleonic broom-wielder, I\nhand down to future incumbents of the Janitorial Chair.\n17\u00E2\u0080\u0094On the Liberal party of B. C. I confer David Smith's\nsimple trust in Providence.\n18\u00E2\u0080\u0094Professor Chodat's devotion to his work I assign to H. J.\nGibson.\n19\u00E2\u0080\u0094R. Miller I bequeath as a fine example of verbosity,\nloquacity and demagogism, to the Order of Methodist\nRevival Leaders.\n20\u00E2\u0080\u0094Smeaton's ability to bid dull care begone, I thoughtfully\nbestow upon the \"Morning after the night before.\"\n21\u00E2\u0080\u0094Manzer I appoint to be perpetual critic to the Ladies'\nBasketball team.\n22\u00E2\u0080\u0094I hereby arrange for the nurture of Moore in all aesthetic\npursuits by Miss Sarah Fountain.\n23\u00E2\u0080\u0094Clement I bequeath to the Rockefeller Institute of Science\nto be superintendent of the love potion laboratory.\n24\u00E2\u0080\u0094The philosophy of Dr. Davidson I would call to the attention of all mothers.\n25\u00E2\u0080\u0094To DesBrisay and Miss Greggor I allot my earnest\nhopes that their progress in Platonic studies may be as\nsatisfying and rapid in the future as it has been in\nthe past.\nM. B. C.\nWitness:\nAdolphus P. Mutt.\nMargaret Sarah Jiggs.\nJ. E. L. M.\nPage Thirty-three 5% (\u00C2\u00A3mk ^pro^B\nAll honour to the demi-gods\nWho lived in ancient days,\nWhose noble names and doughty deeds\nCommand unstinted praise!\nYet, partners in their prowess,\nThough men our right deny,\nTwo lesser-known Greek heroes\nAre my chum Brown and I.\nThe great and gallant Perseus\nDid fadeless laurels gain\nOn many a dang'rous errand\nIn flight o'er land and main.\nTo slay the fierce Medusa\nFull many a league he sped,\nBut never faced a fury,\nLike our ferocious \"Head.\"\nWhen Jason went a-roving,\nHe stood aboard his boat\nAnd hailed the trusty comrades\nWho went with him afloat:\n\"One cheery thought should comfort\nEach Argonaut today,\nThe foes our arms cannot destroy\nOur jargon ought to slay.\"\nNow, that's the point, your worships,\nWhy Brown and I declare\nThat, when the glory's parted out,\nWe ought to have a share.\nOur earnest hope and trust is\nThat, when you hear our claim.\nYe, who delight in justice,\nWill not deny us fame.\nPage Thirty-four These men, whose bold achievements\nYour heartfelt wonder moves,\nJust won their way by fighting,\nWhich every student loves.\nThe fierce strife that engaged them\nWe join in every day;\nBut while they dubbed it battle,\nWe merely deem it play.\nYet, grant them all the glory\nThat warlike feats can win;\nThey had a mighty helper\nThrough all the martial din.\nThat foe we have to vanquish\nWhich won for them the strife\u00E2\u0080\u0094\nThe weird Hellenic language,\nThe Ogre of our life.\nWhen class is on, you know, sirs,\nAnd tutors rave and storm.\nThe post of greatest peril\nIs the bottom of the Form.\nAnd that's where we two worthies\nAre ever to be found:\nWhoever tries to oust us,\nWe always stand our ground.\nWe face the shafts of satire,\nThe bolts of bitter scorn\nThat are, by men of mettle,\nThe hardest to be borne,\nYet on our way, unwincing,\nTho' sore the shots have stung,\nWe lead the Forlorn Hope, sirs,\nAgainst the Grecian Tongue.\nPage Thirty-five We've waded thro' declensions,\nImmersed up to our necks;\nWe've ploughed a path thro' pronouns\nIn spite of constant checks.\nTill, 'fore the massed battalions\nOf verbs that barred our way,\nWe halted long, confronting\nThat great and grim array.\nThen on with hearts undaunted\nWe urged the furious fight,\nTill midst the surging squadrons\nWe sank from mortal sight.\nFor many a month we struggled\nAnd scorned to turn our back,\nTill to their utmost limits\nWe hewed at length our track.\nBut vast hordes lie before us\u00E2\u0080\u0094\nA sight that well may blanch\nThe cheek of warrior less inured,\nOf heart less stout and stanch.\nThose sly \"irregular\" forces\nUnmatched in art and wile,\nThe keenest and most wary\nFall victims to their guile.\nYet, side by side, unswerving,\nWe hold thro' thick and thin,\nAnd when we haven't strength to stand\nWe've grit enough to grin.\nSo with our humble claim, sirs,\nYou surely will agree\u00E2\u0080\u0094\nThere never were Greek heroes\nLike my chum Brown and me.\n\u00E2\u0080\u0094Warbler Redivivus, ob Suo\nYouthorum Londini Papyro.\nPage Thirty-six Page Thirty-seven H Arta 'IB (Stria\nISABEL MacMILLAN.\nAfter many years' service on class executives, our vice-\npresident is now our refreshment expert\u00E2\u0080\u0094a useful adjunct to\nthe L. L. D. S. By merely glancing at a girl she can tell if\nher cake is more eatable than her candy. Isabel is very proud\nof her position as secretary of Ladies' Athletics, an office\nfor which she was most discerningly chosen, possibly because\nshe has less than the minimum knowledge of Basketball and\nthat lost art known as Grass Hockey.\n\"Got any lunch?\"\nLAURA LANE.\nThis \"sweet flow'ret of the rural shade\" is this year studying voice culture. Of course she needs a great deal of practice,\n(chorus of ayes), and she usually selects the literary criticism\nlectures for her vocal gymnastics. Her warblings are much\nappreciated by the sterner sex in her vicinity, who have long\nago given up all hope of taking notes. This may account for\nmany a \"light that failed\" in this subject. Laura has any\namount of attractive brothers.\nNANCY DICK.\n\"I'll gie nae mair than a snap o' my fingers.\"\nNancy comes to us from Scotland via Nanaimo. She\napproves of all college institutions, except the collection of\nclass fees. The wily collectress resorts to every blandishment\nof the feminine mind, but there's no moving our Nancy.\nThe secretary considers the week well spent when she has\nwrested the necessary 25c from her, sans un coup de force\nand beaucoup de cussing.\nTOSI UCHIDA.\nTosi was this year distinguished by a childish passion for\nthe pursuit of Latin, but one of the powers, waving aloft a red\nnecktie, interfered and she is now ambling through the Physics\ncourse, performing wonderful experiments that are invariably\nwrong.\nPage Thirty-nine ZELLA HAWE.\nH\"But it's no use now to pretend to be two people.\nWhy there's hardly enough of me left to make one\nrespectable person.\" In her official capacity as\npresident of the L.L.D.S. Zella's time is taken up\nwith untangling time-tables, solving refreshment\nproblems, and doggedly urging on coy debaters.\nIn her spare time she is an actress-manager, having this year\nproduced \"Our Aunt from California\" for the Arts '16 girls.\nJEAN MACLEOD.\nJean was for years famous as one of our most brilliant\nBasketball players, and although she has now retired from\nactive service, she finds the training useful, in her capacity\nof class secretary and tax-collector. In her lighter moments,\nJean is our premier danseuse and skateuse. During her more\nserious ones, she has learned to knit socks for the soldiers,\nand we are all wondering who the first victim will be.\nShe has a wonderful capacity for buns, the family crest\nbeing a bun rampant in a field of currants.\nEDNA TAYLOR.\nEdna is fairly intelligent. Her chief ambition this year\nis to read all the volumes of the Encyclopedia Britannica, having recently completed the other set. She is very energetic\nin leading feminine converts to the Bible class, and is also a\nstern advocate of silence as enjoined by the library law. Edna\nis the most envied girl in the class,\u00E2\u0080\u0094during exam. week.\n\"I don't know a single lesson for today.\"\nMURIEL CARRUTHERS.\nThis young lady holds not only the enviable position of\nbeing the nicest girl in the class, but the only nice one.\nThe rest of us have done our best to imitate her, but so\nfar it has been quite useless. Muriel has become violently\ninterested in Football this year, emitting many an ill-timed\nshriek at the games, and pitifully asking what a touch-down is.\nHer favorite literature is the \"Daily Flapper.\"\n\"I thought I'd die.\"\nPage Forty \u00E2\u0096\u00A0 ANNIE FOUNTAIN.\nPoor Annie has had a trying time the last few weeks,\nattempting to keep peace, and at the same time back gracefully\nout of debating. She thought she could spend her spare time\nto better advantage reading that classic, \"The Ladies' Home\nJournal,\" especially the series of \"Danger Rocks in Married\nLife.\"\n\"I wish I hadn't taken Latin.\"\nHAZEL SHAW.\nAs a member of both Arts '16 and '17, Hazel is a rolling\nstone, who gathers no moss, but forks up filthy lucre and sundry refreshments to two grasping and heartless class executives. She fills us with awe and admiration by flaunting\nbefore our dazzled eyes a ring which she coyly says \"somebody\"\ngave her. If she has time, she intends to specialize in French,\nbut all things considered, we have our doubts.\nFLORENCE CHAPIN.\nFlorence objects strenuously to any reference made either\nto her French or her health, so neither shall even be mentioned\nhere. In all other respects, she is a perfect lady, and very\nmuch like the rest of us. She captains to victory those \"damsels with hair unbound, and looks aghast,\" and has had a busy\nyear as president of the Girls' Athletics. She can lose things\nmore easily than any other person in the college. She also\nsings at the Ladies' Lit., but hush\u00E2\u0080\u0094let us spare the lady.\n\"Say, how do you spell practice?\"\nMABEL LANNING\nMabel is another \"sweet floweret of the rural shade,\" leaving Ladner every morning at an unearthy hour, to show her\nappreciation of our far-famed institution. Before coming to\nus she attended the Columbian College, famed for its scrappy\nBasketball players. We are pleased to notice that she finds\nMcGill a very superior article, even if she is only a \"wave in\nthe ocean,\" who once was a \"big bubble in a bucket of water.\"\nIn New Westminster Mabel was the only girl in her class.\nPage Forty one IRENE VERMILYEA.\nA much be-officered lady this: President of the Y.W.C.A.,\nvice-president of the L. L. D. S., and holder of the much\nsought (?) position of class debater; she spends much of her\nspare time looking up past histories of the girls to see if they\nare church members, and fit to become officers of the Y. W.\nC. A. It is quite a common occurrence to see her surrounded\nby three or four theologues. She retired from active college\nlife for a year that she might be a member of the aristocratic\nand exclusive Arts '16.\n\"Aren't you coming to the Bible class?\"\nVERA LEWIS.\n\"For Frensh of Paris was to her unknowe.\" In vain she\ntries to assume a gay and careless air when Mons. Chodat\nblandly remarks, \"There are some people in this class who\nshould never have taken French\u00E2\u0080\u0094will you translate, Miss\nLewis?\" Unfortunately for her, she is our only girl living\nnear the college, and has had to supply us with everything\nfrom a knife to carpets and tables in the course of various\nactivities of the L. L. D. C.\nJESSIE ANDERSON.\nThe last few years Jessie has been making her name as an\nactress. Although inclined to be rather hard on the furniture\nduring rehearsals, she was a decided success in \"Our Aunt\nfrom California.\" During lectures she takes down exam,\nnotes, quite undisturbed by the commotion around her. Every\nnow and again she discovers some young gentleman in the\nclass whom she has never noticed before.\nIRENE MOUNCE.\nIrene is famous for her divinity fudge and her knowledge\nof Latin. Her glory in the next world is assured, for if she\ncannot bribe St. Peter with her divinity, she is sure to knock\nhim into everlasting submission by such resounding phrases\nas \"Arma, virurnque, mensa, O punko Petro, mirabile dictu by\ngosh.\"\nPage Forty-two MARJORY DUNTON.\nMarjory has a penchant for shushing the innocent babblings of certain members of the French class. In trying to\nrestore law and order to the chaos she is ably aided and abetted\nby our worthy vice-president. She is also one of our class\ndebaters. Leads a double life as a member of Arts '16 and '17.\nThe official coffee-maker of the college.\nAGNES GREGGOR.\n\"A goodly babe, lusty and like to live.\" \"So young, so fair,\nso innocent, so sweet.\" Being the baby, Agnes had to be served\nlast, of course. For three years she has been our infant\nprodigy, and now she and the Daily are our only flappers.\nT. ROBERTSON.\nTom is a dark, dark equine. 'Twas only this year we\nlearned of his accomplishments as a dancer and found in him\na debater of parts. Who fancied for a moment that \"Honest\nJohn\" would have picked him as future leader of the Opposition Long ere now we should have learned. Whose eye always glistens at the words, \"Resolved, that\"? Who searches\nout our ribs with argumentative forefinger? Who said that\nsomebody was \"the clear thing\" ? Ask M. C.\nE. LeMESSURIER.\nBLeM., it seems, has always entertained grave doubts\nwith regard to his qualifications for Third Year. He\nhas in fact made several ineffective attempts to\ndesert our earthly paradise. Certain of the class,\nwrithing doubtless under the lash of his cartoons,\nassert that grey eyes and locks of gold are at the\nroot of the matter. Howbeit, he plays basketball\u00E2\u0080\u0094\nFirst Team Basketball\u00E2\u0080\u0094which covers a multitude of sins, and\nis Art Editor in this, our latest Annual.\nO. WALSH.\nOtto, as we fondly call him, has hidden his light under'a\nbushel in the matter of College activities, but an intimate acquaintance with his private life reveals a great capacity for\nscientific investigation. He raises currents by the copper-wire\nPage Forty-three method and flirts with wireless waves in a manner far from\nassuring to the ordinary layman. His sole avocation, so far\nas we know, consists in scaling Grouse Mountain in the thaw\nof a twelve-foot fall of snow.\nHUGH RAE.\nAlthough severely handicapped by the suspicion with\nwhich our pagan M. B. C. regards all theologues, Hugh is one\nof the popular boys of Arts '16. From many a hard fight on\nthe soccer field, his grit and science have brought him home a\nwinner. His ability as a sprinter scarce needs mention. He\nis a member of the C. O. T. C, and has done good service on\nthe Executive of the Y. M. C. A. Favorite song: \"Inconstant\nWoman.\"\nBRYCE WALLACE.\nBBryce hails from Greenock, the wettest town in the\nBritish Isles. He is, however, deeply interested in\nthe Dundarave system, which, if not altogether dry,\nis the next best. His literary tastes have been nourished on a diet of Burns and the Elizabethan dramatists. In debate, Bryce has upheld the best traditions of McGill. Politically, he is far from orthodox\n(his banner is of red), and eulogizes the Swiss form of government. His pastimes are cycling, tennis and preaching.\nW. WILSON.\nB Though Thisbe started well at McGill and has even\nbecome First Vice-President of the Alma Mater, his\nnature proved too susceptible to withstand the advances of Satan and he has fallen, to become one of\nthe most arrant of fussers. After learning from the\nJunior girls how to knit and dance, he has forsaken\nthem and devoted himself to bringing the Third and First\nYears closer together. Since Scott's departure he has proved\nan excellent Lit. President.\nD. SMITH.\n\"It is not meet that man should dwell alone.\" At an early\nage David conceived a violent distaste for \"the land o' cakes,\"\nand taking ship, sailed over the bounding main to Mexico.\nThe fickle character of the genus Greaser, however, disgusted\nPage Forty-four the steady Scot, and at the earliest opportunity he escaped to\nVancouver. During his sojourn with us he has graduated\nwith honours in Hymen's course. His avocations are tenor\nsinging, soccer, and teaching.\nT. SHEARMAN.\nTommy, in his quiet way, has proved an invaluable asset\nto the class. His sterling worth as a debater has been amply\nshown in the Interclass Series, and his ability as a guard in\nBasketball is too well-known to need to be discussed at length.\nBut Tommy's record as a breaker of hearts (i.e., psychofract)\nat Normal sadly belies his innocent mien, and his marked\nattentions to a certain First Year Officer shake our confidence\nin his otherwise ideal character.\nC. THOMPSON.\n\"Half the night I've watched the Heavens \u00E2\u0096\u00A0\nFizz like '96 champagne.\"\n\u00E2\u0080\u0094Kipling.\nFrom the day of his arrival, Clausen has been a continual\nreproach to the calm serenity that ordinarily prevails in Arts\n'16. Who was the founder of the Library Poker Circle? Who\ncalled Tayl\u00E2\u0080\u0094r \"a darn thing?\" We feel that the dignity of the\nAnnual would be seriously compromised were we fully to\nexposed the calloused character of this college cut-up.\nJ. LESLIE.\nJimmie was not born in Fife, yet comes \"not far from\nthe kingdom.\" He is the silent member of Arts '16: \"seldom\nhe smiles,\" but he is a merry man for all that, and occasionally\nattends functions about the college. His poetic soul revolts\nagainst athletics in general, yet 'tis on record that he once ran\nwith the Westminster Hall Harriers. Since then he has been\ntrying to live down the disgrace.\nW. F. MAXWELL.\nAs the success of the Annual in large measure depends\non this gentleman's activities as Circulation Manager, we feel\na natural hesitation in holding the mirror up to life. Suffice\nPage Forty-five it. then, if we submit a censored list of his doings. He acts as\nofficial conning tower at Rugby games, has written a splendid\narticle on \"Cohoe as an Edible,\" and habitually pays carfare,\nfor distressed maidens. His tonsorial expenses are covered\nby the high money won at the Pender Alleys.\nW. DAWE.\nBill holds the highest position that the student\nbody can bestow upon him\u00E2\u0080\u0094the Presidency of\nthe Alma Mater. In this capacity he exercises\na paternal interest over all branches of college\nactivities, chief among which comes Ian Gibson,\nPresident of Arts '16. Dawe is well fitted for\nso responsible a position. In spite of his multifarious duties, however, he still manages to\nadd lustre to the 'scutcheon of Arts '16 in the\nInterclass Debates. His active interest in\nRugby, combined with a mellifluous literary style peculiar to\nhimself, undoubtedly insures a fine article on \"Athletics\" in the\npresent issue of the Annual.\nR. MILLER.\nOur former Class President has lately forsaken the\nQueen City for South Vancouver, indignantly denying collusion with Bill Miner in the get-away. Of late he has become very taciturn. Gone are the days when speakers in the\nfull flood of oratory went off and left their mouths talking.\nTo say that his tennis is improving is to paint the lily, but the\nunbridled desire for punning is still very much in evidence.\nM. DesBRISAY.\n^k^B The Secretary of the Alma Mater has lately been\nI footing it on very dangerous ground. Despite the\nI fact of his position on the First Rugby Team, as well\n\"BH^\" as in Ice Hockey, he was all but ostracized by the\nstudent body before Christmas for his flagrant disregard of\nsocial conventions in a recent suit for breach of promise. But\nhis sterling worth will soon be showing itself to advantage in\nthe McGill Contingent for Overseas Service. Here's luck to\nyou, Debby.\nPage Forty-six J. McIVOR\nFrom a lone shieling on the misty Island\nof Lewis, Scotland, Mac. came to Vancouver, via the Aberdeen Grammar School\nand the C. P. R. At intervals since 1910\nhe has honoured us with his presence.\nGreek is as natural to him as Gaelic, while\ndebating is at once his delight and glory.\nIn him the Church of the West will find\na man of might. His moral criterion is\nthe British Weekly, his recreations, fishing and thinking.\nT. I. GIBSON.\nUp to the time of writing, the B. C. Horse is still\nafoot. A friend of our pseudo-Hercules Class President but lately volunteered the reason. It seems that\nIan broke in the cayuses for the squadron, and did\nhis work so well that a score of veterinary surgeons,\nhave been toiling ever since to repair some of the\nless seriously damaged mounts. He acts as steam\nroller to the Second Rugby Team, is a member of the McGill\nContingent, occasionally filches class pennants, and is in other\nways helpful to his Alma Mater.\nS. LETT.\nThis remarkable product of the East has built up\nan Ice Hockey Team that is the dread of all comers.\nHe holds the bag for Third Year and represents it\non the Lit. Executive. Sherwood also plays the flute\nin the orchestra and debates successfully. As Prosecuting Attorney in the Smith vs. Jones case, he\nsalved his fair client's feelings with $1.00 damages.\nSmall wonder, then, if he was unanimously acclaimed President of the Alma Mater for 1915-16.\nB\nR. CREERY.\nThere has been much speculation with regard to friend\nRonny's ancestry, our captive anthropologist opining that he\ncontains a small but unmistakable trace of English blood. He\nwon his Senior \"M\" on last year's Rugby team and would un-\nPage Forty-seven doubtedly have eclipsed all his previous records this year, had\nan unfortunate accident not intervened. His enforced retirement brought another side of his versatile nature before us,\nnamely, his faculty of diverting the lecturer's attention to\nthemes even more interesting than Suetonius.\nH. A. F. GIBSON.\nOne fleeting moment, gentle reader! Our Harold is a\nman of double-barrelled personality. For as he is a member\nof the contingent, he is therefore a veritable Mars; and as the\n\"Flapper\" presented him with first prize for General Pulchritude, he is clearly a regular male Venus. It is this potent combination that probably accounts for the throngs of brokenhearted freshettes who dolefully watch the contingent drilling.\nD. H. MUNRO.\nSammy is entirely human. He objects with both feet to\nthe suggestion made each Wednesday that we \"take down a\nfair copy of the Latin just handed back,\" having, apparently,\nunbounded faith in the quality of Latin turned out by the\nMunro-Gibson Co. He associates far too much, in the writer's\nopinion, with a certain Lett, to whose doubtful influence our\nsubject's unholy skill in playing ragtime is in all probability\ndue.\nF. B. SEXSMITH.\nSex has had a score of opportunities to snap the vital\nthread in his clambering about the High School roof, but so\nfar has availed himself of none. A committee from the Senior\nPhysics class that interviewed him in November on \"Rubber\nas First Aid to Calculations in Physics\" was so summarily\ndealt with that he has been left severely alone for the last\nfew months.\nJ. E. MULHERN.\nThe proof of the punch is in the punching, as we have\nfound to our cost in this gentleman's case. His aspect is one\nof demureness and calm, but those fists call up bitter memories\nin the mind of one who has tasted. Furthermore, the disinterested manner in which he ruffles Miller's hair scarcely prepares one for the sight of him as a squire of dames at the\nAlma Mater dance. Ah, weel! They a' hae their saft side 1\nPage Forty-eight P. SOUTHCOTT.\nThe combination of Lyrist and Basketball player is incompatible with the high standard that Coleridge in the \"Bio-\ngraphia Literaria\" demands for the maker of lead soldiers.\nBut we have in this satellite of Mizzoo the exception which\nso conclusively proves the rule. Who has not wept o'er his\n\"Elegy on the Drowning of Gordon's Catfish?\" The translation into Finnish, together with some hitherto unpublished sonnets inscribed to \"K. C,\" will shortly be issued in quarto.\nED. BERRY.\nIt seems as natural for the founder of the Suetonian\nTranslation Club to get high marks as to reach classes late.\nTwo weeks ago, with tears streaming from his eyes, the culprit assured us for the twentieth time \"that it wasn't his fault.\"\nThe horrible gift, it seemed, had always dogged his steps. All\nefforts on his part to shake it off had proven futile. Compassion moved us and we let him off on suspended sentence. Let\nus hope for the best in April.\nGORDON SCOTT.\nThe impression that Scottie makes on one is that of a veritable dynamo. If Rugby be the subject, we find him scudding across the line at a critical moment, or else the centre of\na mass of struggling inhumanity. It was from one of these\nheaps, by the way, that he wrested his Senior \"M\" last year.\nAs regards the Literary and Debating Society, it is concluding under his leadership one of its most successful years. His\nability for speaking in public is of a high order. And in this\nconnection we note with regret that his joining the Second\nContingent has compelled him to resign the Assistant-Editorship of the Annual, as well as the part of the Sentinel in\n\"Antigone.\"\nLENNOX A. MILLS.\n'Way back in High School days, we still remember the\nfoundation he was laying for his mighty erudition, his delicate humour, and his charming \"Jigger\" pictures. More recently, the picture of him in murex overalls (an inducement\nto assume the toga virilis), making an impromptu speech in\nthe old building, is still a bright spot in our memories. Then\ncomes his lapse from virtue, when in a moment of passion he\nPage Forty-nine called down imprecations on an enemy's head. Had his character not been flawed by this aberration, he would have proved\nin our estimation an ideal editor. As it is, we find him missing even the French and Latin classes in his zeal for the welfare\nof the Annual, and not infrequently shouldering his coadjutors' work when they have fallen by the way. This issue will\nbear the diabolical impress of his chaste literary style.\nHENRY J. GIBSON.\n\"For one may smile, and smile, and be a villain.\" To\ncompel a person by nature indolent and absolutely devoid of\nliterary ability to grind out 80-word estimates of his classmates' characters is atrocious. When in addition to this he\nhas to compose an epitaph upon himself, the horrible injustice of it becomes too lurid for words. But let others draw his\npicture. \"Your answers, though wrong in nine cases out of\nten, are sometimes amusing.\" \"We just can't help teasing\nhim.\" He's got the 'Open Sesame' to the U. B. C. Library.\"\nThey say, nowadays, too, that he has been fussing in a diluted\nsort of way around Chalmers.\nEditor's Note:\u00E2\u0080\u0094Our friend, Henry J. modestly overlooks his position on the Annual staff, and the Captaincy of\nthe Ground Hockey Team, which, by the way, has not been\ndefeated this season. We would also comment on his idea of\n\"diluted fussing.\" If this variety consists in escorting a large\nquantity of young lady to church every Sunday and treating\nit to cough-drops, we would like to have Henry's definition of\n\"undiluted fussing.\"\nPage Fifty Page Fifty-one (Kl\na C. M. HARDIE\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"JOHN.\"\n\"Give me the mind that mocks at care.\"\nHardie is a Victorian, but as he generally shows up at\nlectures at least 10 minutes late, he cannot be called Early\nVictorian. In the shop he spends most of his time rapping\non the windows to attract the attention of the young \"gentlemen\" who may be passing. In the drafting room he acts as\na general waste-paper-basket, and has a fine collection of\nrulers, pencils, rubbers, etc. His throat must be made like a\nturkey gobbler's, for when annoyed he always says \"Soda-\nwatabottle.\"\nH. WATTS\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"WATTSEE.\"\n\"Our lives discoloured by our present woes\nMay still grow bright and shine with happier hours.\"\n\"Wattsee\" is a product of Vancouver, and seems to be\nbuilt on a fairly substantial base (size tens). He seldom\nsmiles, or speaks an unnecessary word, but his mind is always\nbusy. He boasts a motorcycle and therefore gets 20 minutes\nmore sleep in the mornings than most of us. This, however, is\nnot always enough as he has been heard to slumber more than\nonce during the first lecture. To date he has successfully\navoided all co-eds. His pet expression\u00E2\u0080\u0094\" dead silence .\"\nCUTFIBERT CREERY\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"WEE QUERY.\"\n\"He does not sing\u00E2\u0080\u0094no; he only makes a noise like a\ncat that is unwell.\"\nAlthough born at Watford, England, Cuthie only\nstayed there long enough to open his eyes, and\nhence considers himself a Canadian, having spent\nthe rest of his days in British Columbia. He took\n. his early training at University School, Victoria,\nand entered McGill in 1913. He has played football ever since he could walk, and this year, as halfback on the Senior Team, starred as one of the\nbest halves we have ever had. He is also quite an\nequestrian, a miniature Lauder, and a regular terror with the\nladies, only excelling these qualities by his ability to be late for\nlectures, it being contrary to his ideas of the laws of nature\nto arise before eight, unless he wants to go duck shooting.\nFavorite expression: \"Oh, Harry! I'll match you for car\nfare.\"\nPage Fifty-three C. N. CLEMENT\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"CARL.\"\n\"None but the brave deserve the fair.\"\nCarl is the secretary and a devout worshipper at\nthe shrine of beauty. He has a regiment (war\nstrength) of sisters among the Arts students. As\nfootball player he is considered to be one of the\nbest forwards in the city, but it is noticable that\nhis game is not at its best before an audience of\n\"brothers.\" Though a strong man, he found himself unable to stop a lathe by putting his fiingers\nbetween the belt and pulley. \"Gol dang it.\"\nH. F. G. LETSON\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"HARRY.\"\nAt once there rose so wild a yell\nWithin that dark and narrow dell,\nAs all the fiends from Heaven that fell\nHad pealed the banner cry of Science '17.\nD\nHarry matriculated from K. E. H. S. in '12, but\ntook a year off in order to study the Australian\naborigines at first hand. He is a great draughtsman in both senses of the word, and can spill\nmore ink and spoil more tracing cloth in 15 minutes than any\nordinary mortal in a term. The slide rule seems to fascinate\nhim, and he can always get at least three different answers\nfor the same sum with it. Family war cry, \"Whar! Whar!\nWhar I\"\nC. A. WRIGHT\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"CHAS.\"\nI love my friend as well as you,\nBut why should he obstruct my view?\nHe matriculated from K. E. H. S. in 1913, and since\nthen has been growing daily (in knowledge). For a small\nboy he has a large voice, and is very fond of argument. This\nis rather monotonous, for whichever side he takes he is always\nright. \"By hunky.\"\nJ. N. INGERSOLL\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"JACK.\"\nJack's first impressions of the universe were obtained in\nOttawa, where he matriculated in 1910. He started his college career in Montreal with Science '14, but seeing the West,\nthat it was a fair land and a noble, came hither where he\nwaxeth daily greater in favour with faculty and men.\nPage Fifty-four W. R. PAYNE\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"PAIN.\"\n\"Pain\" first opened his eyes in London, England, and as\nthere was so much to be seen, must strain them by doing so;\nbut thinking that there was more scope for his abilities in a\nnewer country, decided to give Cumberland, B. C, the benefit\nof his society, and migrated thither in 1912. He joined us in\n1913, and so far, Mr. Dutcher is the only professor who has\nsucceeded in finding a subject about which he knows less\nthan 50 per cent. He is well versed in English idioms and\nslang expressions. \"O, my stars!\"\nC. W. PEARCY\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"GUSSIE.\"\n\"He strives to make interest and freedom agree.\"\nGussie hails from Toronto, but matriculated from Nelson\nHigh in 1911. Last year he was with Science '16, but decided\nto fail a few subjects in order to get among his friends in\nScience '17. He seems to smile less than last year and often\nwhile smoking his pipe a dreamy expression crosses his face.\nClement accuses him of Cow-lette affection, or perhaps he is\ntrying to stretch 15 cents far enough to let him into the \"Pan\"\n& Loew's. \"I think I'll study to-night.\"\nE. W. DRURY\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"O, JOHN.\"\n\"With a clear and shining lamp supplied.\"\n\"John\" matriculated from Victoria, his native city, in\n1913. but only goes back there now when he has to. His hair\nis like the setting sun and dazzles his opponents' eyes when\nhe plays full back on the senior Rugby team. He is also\n\"some pumpkins\" at soccer and basketball. He is very fond\nof ice cream and cakes and for that reason only patronizes\nevery social function in the college. \"No, No, John!\"\nN. D. LAMBERT\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"MOLLY.\"\n\"Men are but children of a larger growth.\"\nMolly is the only man who has bowled at a piano with a\nglobe-valve; that he only broke a leg was not his fault. There's\nnot a thing he cannot break if he only tries, as he has often\nshown, even lathe gears falling before his unerring judgment.\nHe claims to have done surveying and railway construction,\nand as we have seen him roll a cigarette, perhaps he has.\n\"Gee, say, fellows\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"\nPage Fifty-five Page Fifty-six J. R. GALLOWAY\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"JIMMY.\"\n''.... He with heavy glance,\nViews the young ruffians who 'round him dance.\"\nJames matriculated from Grand Forks in 1910 and took\ntwo years in Arts before starting a Science course. He is our\nclass musician and can play the violin, piano and vocal organ\n(especially the latter). Of all the serious hard workers of\nScience '17, Jimmy is easily the chief, and some day we hope\nto see him graciously dispensing \"expert opinion\" at a substantial profit. \"Roughly speaking, I should say\u00E2\u0080\u0094\" etc.\nC. E. STONE\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"CLIFF.\"\n\"Whose was that gentle voice, that whispering sweet?\"\nIf there are 17 boys in a drafting room and 16 of them\nare yelling their heads off, the seventeenth is sure to be\nStone. In this respect he lives up to his name, for though he\nnever originates a row he does his best to echo one when somebody else starts it. He seems to have an extraordinary faculty\nfor passing examinations, and if anybody succeeds in heading\nCliff, he has earned it. He is not, as Mr. Taylor thought, a\nchip of the old (stone) block who taught us Descrip. last year.\ng. a. McMillan\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"mac.\"\n\"He hath a lean and hungry look.\" -\nMac was born in Seattle, but thinking the South unsuited\nto his Scotch name, soon moved to the highlands of North\nVancouver, and matriculated from Britannia High School in\n1913. He is our authority on sea-faring craft, and is said\nto be able to tell the North Vancouver Ferry in the dark by\nher silhouette. Naval architecture is to be Mac's profession,\nand we seriously hope he will get a position (with the Germans.) \"Wake up, you boob!\"\nE. E. LORD\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"ERNIE.\"\n\"The best goods are packed in the smallest parcels.\"\nErnie was born at Ladner. B. C, and matriculated from\nK. E. H. S. in 1911, but took two years in the field before\njoining the ranks of Science '17. That he is brave is beyond\na doubt, as he has been seen with as many as three ladies at\nPage Fifty-seven a senior football game. He plays forward on the Intermediates, but we have heard that he is not always in the best of\ncondition. We wonder why! \"Slicker than a cat can lick his\nface.\"\nHAROLD HELME\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"SKIPPER.\"\n\"Our band is few, but true and tried,\nOur leader frank and bold.\"\n\"Skipper\" is our class president, and, thanks to his four\nyears of college life, is a very guileful youth; e.g., he knows\njust how many lectures he can \"skip\" without unpleasant consequences, hence his nickname. As captain of the Senior\nRugby team he has led them to victory in every game this\nseason. He has also several times been captain of the Vancouver Rep. Team. Judging by the way he collects money\nfor social functions, we think he ought to try for a position\nas conductor on a street car, or driver of a \"jitney\" bus.\n\"Who's comin' home?\"\nROBERT MITCHELL\u00E2\u0080\u0094\"MITCH.\"\n\"Infinity's unknown expanse appears,\nCircling around and limiting his years.\"\nMitch, matriculated in 1913, coming from la Ville de\nBoisevaine. He should, of course, understand French, but, sad\nto say, five proofs have failed to convince the authorities.\nMitch, must surely have been meant for a lawyer, for he can\nbuild towering edifices of argument out of no great quantity of\nmatter. His pet topic is Infinity. \"Wouldn't an infinite number of points occupy an infintesimally large space?\"\nPage Fifty-eight IPUOHOKS\nJ3 Tbt*NV