1918 School Magazine

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GIRLS' GRAMMAR SCHOOL MAGAZINE.

December, 1918.

Medley. To place a cap-(in case oi rain :)

An Epic

I love contemplating -apart From all their intellectual glory, The traits that soften to our heart The Sixth Form's story. It was a writer's (f) afternoon, And all school work was done; The Fifth and Sixth in gym. array, Were sporting in the sun. One thought was in the minds of all, They meant to win at Basket-ball. Sixth's captain was a player bold, And always cut a dash; But unluckily she hurt her knee, And could do nought more rash. . Sixth Form came down like a wolf on the fold And their gym. suits were gleaming with blue, black und gold; Fifth cnaie with their tartan so gaudy to see, But their captain was soon lying prostrate -ah me! The hall no notice takes of eyes and nose, But here and there, strikes as the player goes; And when it tossed her down into the field She knew about it all-she knew-she knew. Act III. Of Sixth Form and their worth May the glory ne'er die down; For again to play came forth Fifth's team of wide renown. And their colours on the court proudly shone On their heads each one did deign Act L Act H? Mabel," said Betty Morton, "have Miss Graham has just told me that a new girl named Oret- ehen Wienholt is coming to-day and she is to be in our elsams." "It sounds rather a German name to me," replied Mabel. Just at that moment their conversation was interrupted by a message for Betty to go to Miss Graham's study. "Bother, I woader what she wants," thought . jo rou heard the newes

And their captain once again led them on.

Fifth Form to right of them, Fifth Form to left ot them, Fifth Form all round them, Volleyed and thundered. Their's not to make reply (They'd get a foul-that's .why) Their's but to do or die, Noble yixth Form.

Few and short were the prayers we said, And they spoke not a word on the field; But they steadfastly played-though their faces were red- And they joyfully thought of the shield. The whistle blew loud, for the game was won, And the timekeepers put watches away, And everyone mink on the ground nearly done, But Mixth Form had won the great day. , Bpilogue. Other Sixth forms may arise Heedless of this great one's name; Brains, not arms, may win the prize, Mtudy deep, the path to fame. But ere they leave, one lesson they can give you for ever day- He sports, sweet maids, and let who will be clever. Do noble deeds, not dream them all day long. And so make school, day after day, for ever. worthy of song. Betty, an she nimbly tripped along to the study. $he had not long to wait, though, and on enter- ing the study found that a stranger was in the room. "Well, Betty," was Miss Grahnm's greeting. "This is our now pupil, Oretchen Wienholt, I want you to be very kind to her, as she has no friends here as yet. She will do preparation with your Form to-night, and share your room for the time being, till I am able to make other arrangements. Carlene is still on the sick list,

"All's Well that Ends Well."

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