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BRISBANE GIRIS' GRAMiMAR SCHOOL MAGAZINE.

Dec., 1921.

Our school is chiefly a day school, but men- tion should be made of the thirty-two board- ers. They have done remarkably well in lessons and in sport, for two of them are in the A basket ball team, and three in the B tennis team, while they were also successfully represented in the Interschool Sports. Every girl must remember to bring her penny on Monday mornings for the support of our two cots at the Children's Hospital. We also wish to save up sufficient money to Coming exams, cast dark shadows before, That's why I sit cramming, behind a locked door, With both hands, supporting a fast drooping head, Spite protests parental, insisting on bed. In vision before me, as working I sit, Examiners pass, and exam.-papers flit. I see myself, lying, a pen in my hand, Knocked out by a problem, I can't under- stand. But p'raps it i« Latin that's getting me down, A long Prose translation is causing that frown, A "sight" out of which I can't make head or tail. "The old order changeth, yielding place to new." and my first impressione on visiting old haunts which I had not seen for a hundred years brought home to me the truth of that quotation. My man servant came and told me that if I felt inclined I could get up and go to scb.ol but I needn't if I didn't want to do so. How- ever I chose to go, and on going downstairs received a great shock to see my father bust- ling in the kitchen and to hear that my mother had already had her breakfast and gone to her office (I might here say that my mother was manageress of one of the largest ware- houses in town).

give the children a present at Christmas. We still give willingly each week to the fund for establishing a Memorial Library in honour of the old Grammar School boys who fell at the front, and our contributions now amount to £40. One week we had a special collection for the National Memorial, and collected over £2. We are glad to contribute to these funds, for it is only right that the deeds of our fallen heroes should live in the memory of succeeding generations. Or a stiff bit of Caesar, that makes my brain fail. It may 'be, and this is the worst of my fears, Just merely to think of it moves me to tears, That while on my paper I wrote the first number My overworked brain cells relapsed into slumber. Then briskly I banish these spectres that lurk, 'Tis useless to worry, 'tiL better to work, And happy the student who steadily plods, And leaves the result in the lap of the Gods. M. B., IV. A. Having had breakfast I commnenced to get ready for school and about nine o'clock set out. I hurried to a corner where I saw some people waiting and on akling how long it would be till the n3xt tram came I received the reply of "Don't be so ridiculous. The next aero is already due." At that moment I saw an aeroplane descending in ea near-by field. As the other people climbed in I thought it must be the correct thing to do likewise, though I didn't know what the fare would be. I told the driver I wished to go to Dulolo Grummar School, and what was my surprise to fnd that the aeroplane alighted on the roof, where two of my fellow passeners also

Forebodings.

First Impressions after a Hundred Years' Sleep.

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