December 1921 School Magazine

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BRIBBANE GIRLS' GRAMMAR SCHOOL MAGAZlNE.

ot eat, and as they didn'i pay any tare I didn't either and afterwards learnt that these aeroplanes .vere owned 'by Government and were free.- Wb'h the aeroplane had again started, I looked round to see how 1 was to get on to ground again and saw a ladder by the side o& the house by which I cHlibed down. Al- though I walked all through the school I saw only men eervants, but I was pleased to find that we still had mistresses and masters to teach us. As the day was hot nubody did very much work., and at dinner time most of the girl. went home, and though I waited for them none returned in the afternoon and so I came to the conclusion that there was no afternoon school, and I decided to walk "Oh," murmured Joyce, as she lay stretched out in the long green grass, "it is too hot for anything." These words .seemed to give her some relief for the murmured again, "Yes, it is too hot for anything." Notwithstanding thl. complaint, however, the eun still merci- less!y poured down its hot beams and a warm brease ruffled the grass in which Joyce lay. She lazily raised herself on one arm and sur- veyed her two school mates, who were busily engaged In playing tennis. She languidly won- dered how they could summon up enough energy to exert themselves so, and then drop- ped haek to her former position and began to soliloquise on the situation. "I am sick of lessons," she said, "I really wish that some- thing extraordinary would happen-a band of robbers invade the school or a troop of black s come and demand 0money or our Mvee, or," she said drowelly, "a cold breese bleow." That would Indeed be uncommon in this ellaste." She turned impatiently to the other side and glanced suggestively at Mildred Duncombe, one of the tennis play- ms, as if she expected her to change into a thiry, wve her wand, and grant all Joyce's Wishes. But these wishes were granted, theigh ia rather an alarming way. Joyee droSle her heed on her arms and the neat

thiough the town to see what other changes had taken place. The greatest change I noticed was that women were in most of the places previously occupied by men and that men instead of women were behind the counters. On passing one of the windows I noticed that the fashions had completely changed ind I realised how frightfully a:itiquated my clothes were; when I looked at he people about mie 1 recognised the crinoline, and, as I felt my own pan<,ma hat, I thought how fuziny the people would think it compared with their Dolly Vardens. 'Time slipped past so quickly that I had to start for home, where I was glad to find my father had a nice dinner ready for us all. K. S. thing of which she was conscious was the noise of a great banging of trumpets, a loud shouting and the march of heavy feet. Joyce started up and looked to left and to right. At last ;he concluded that the noise came from the othe- side of the tennis court and she waited breathlessly for the troop of whatso- ever was travelling up the lane. She could faintly distinguish a war cry in the shouting, which .tarted with "Oubilay," "Oubilay," and then went into some horrible Jabbering of French. By some odd happening Mildred and Ethel had mysteriously disappeared from the tennis court, and in their stead Miss Evson, the mistress who had so lately given Joyce a detention,"and Silas, the undergardoner, were enjoying a game of singles. This did not appear in any absurd light to Joyce; in fact, it seemed quite a natural etate of affairs. She sat there, straining her eyes to see this great army which had core to conquer her, but nothing could she s ". Then the sound seemed to issue from the back of her. She tried to turn, but alas! it was impossible! Her head refused to move and she sat glued to the spot. She made an effort to scream but no sound would come. Miss Eveon and Silas went on playing tennis, calmly oblivious of all the stirring events around them and

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