June 1931 School Magazine

Brisbane Girls " Gra,mmar School :Magazine.

Blisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine. THE "QUEEN OF THE COLONIES."

Silver the rnoonlight, Golden the sun, Purple the mountains, Dream, little one. From dqint;'r'iolets, , From b€Il-notes cletrr Of the sweet nightingale, L€arD Gocl is near. He swells in ihe springtime The torrents that roat, He sends the silver frost, And winter hohr. He gives to the flowers Bare magic' hues, Endows theur with fragranee, Bathes them rvith dervs. To glacgful srrrallows Motion in air, Love to a helpless babe, tencler care.

On the very etlge of a, rough, rocky cliff, onlv a, mile or so from orre of Queenslancl's rnost beautiful seasicle resorts, Caioundra, there stands a gnarlecl, weather-beaten panrlanus tree, ol'erlooking the fiercely- srvirling waters below. Out into the bark is this inscription:- ( QUEUN OF THE COLOIV \rrES. 1863. ' ' The letters starrcl out to-da;r quite plainly; the bark has never obliteratecl thern. fn the year 1863 a sailing-ship, the ( ( Queen of the Colonies, , , was elpproaching the Queenslancl coast, when one of the passengers died; a funeral party rn'as sent ashore in the ship's boat. Suclclenly, however, a storm aroser ancl the heavy swell ancl blincling rain effectively prevented their return to the ship. The ( ( Queen of the Colonies t , hersetf was foreecl to leave her dangerous anchorage a,nd seek the comparative safety of the opell ttay. Fortun ately, she herself suffered no serious harnr, but rvhen she re,'uurned for- those on shore the;, coulcl not be found. Search parties were sent from Brisbane as soon as possible, and at last they were rescued, having sufferecl cruellv f rom exposure and lack of proper foocl. Shell fish and water from a near-by spring had sustainecl them cluring their three-weeks r wand erings. onlv one of the party was lost; he was killecl during an attempt to launch their boat through the rough surf. The r,r'orcls were carr,'ecl on ilre tree during ean be reacl by all who so wish, to,day.

-8. Coeoneg.

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FBOM THE AENEID. Though the house'of mlr father, Anchises, stood back, Screened by the thick ancl green shacly trees, f heard the sharp clanging an d. clashing of arms, Dimly, at first, in;my sleep-laclen mincl, Brrt ever increabittg' ancl throbbi ng afar, Till it waked me 'from sleep, a :c1eep slurnb,ering peai,e, And with haste to the roof I betook me to see, To learn'the true Cause wh)' from sleep I was wakenecl. An{ jSst as when'ilames on the cornfield do fall, When 'the South 'winds are roaring and. raging abroad, Or the rush of inu torrent from mountainous heights Comes whirling and foaming of flelds of ripe cor]l, Destroying the bounteous crops in its rn-rath, While the shepherd stancls by in bewild,erecl d.ismay On hearing t.he sound. fronr. the crest of a. rock, So clid the guile of the treacherous Greeks Break heavy upon D€, with f orce dire hncl deep. Then kindled my spirit to rage and cleep wrath, Ancl f snatched up my arms, inspired by the thought, If orn' glor ous to die in the conquering of Greeks !

therr wanderings, and -N. M., Y.

TWILIGI{T.' ' Pale, elusive twilight- tr'airy blue-the sky;

Never such a, dim light, But when night is nigh. Cooler breezes blo.ming, I)eeper blue the sky; Cioud s are disappearing- Ilorv .the night is nigh. Stars begin to glirnrner, Glimmer in the sky; Dim the trryilightr dimmer ,

Night nol\' reigns oI1 high '

_ patrici a riroott, v,

-Angela Stanley, VB-