November 1922 School Magazine

November, 1922. BRISBANE GIRLS' GinAMMAh SCi{OoL MAGAZiNE'

The Tale of a Stream.

and soon farms grew up on its .banks' ancl cattle ctrank from its peaceful waters' But now other streams ioinetl it, an'l it no longer -gurglecl as it Bursued its course' but flowed calmly and rmajestically as berfitted its ne,w importance, for 1o! it was now a river and a stream no lo'nger' Now towns appearecl on its banks' and ships plieat their way busily to and fro' All this ad.cled to the liver's sense of importantce' anrl it swelled wider and wider with priale. At last it bdcame so proud, and con'sequently l? I'ili; J i ll,,T "" ff T"'i' ffi:i 3: : Jl T":tff ' Xl: mighty 1e1cg to meet it. Fiercely the river strurggled, but alas! its efforts 'wefe useless' ana oniy its clistuibed waters mark the place where the ,struggle bebu'een the o'csan and the river took Place' B. James, IV. A. From mountains, o'er ifus plain a river wound The clouds o'erhead reflecteil in its depth; Along its rbanks rBroud. willoiws stretiched their boughs; And many-coloured birds flew to and fro. One twilight sad, the river rip'pling by' Was calling to the willows as it passed: "O willolws! listen to my tale of woe! Across the great, blue mountains, whenco I come A creature strange, ealled Man, has fought his way By laying low whate'er is in his path' Tali gurms, proud pallms, and stately rvattlos ,fall, And even wiilows when he cioes command"' "o stream!" the willows moanetl, "can we not kill 'Ihis rcreature strange, who cotnes to rule our lancl ? " ,'He is too strong, too strong," the stfeam rePlietl, And rlpBle'd on to where the waltles stootl' So Lhen the sorrowing wiildws bowed their heads, And wePt, and woPt' E. Smith, V. "WHY THE NII/rOWS WEPf.''

Among the mountains in the'beautiful hush country liveci a tiny stream-the happiest iittle stream in the world. And indeed it had every reason to be, for on its banks grqw the loveiiest tree's in the tdnd. The will'qws lovingly 'bent lheir heads over it, but there was in their attitude a touch of sorrow, for perhaps they knew that the stream, as it travelled further 'on, would lose its innocence and hap,piness. There on its banks were aiso the bottle 'brushes whose crimson bloom's were mirrored in its cle'ar sur'f ace. Close beside its brink grew maidenhair in proifusion, and here and thele were clusters of wild' violets' Softly the breeze whispered through the trees' minglinrg \trith the happy notes of the birds' But the stream could not Spend a1I its life here, and it must needs travel on' Through the beautiful bush it bu'bbled its way merrily' TIIE LASI TERM' Waking at da,wn, with heavY hearts, 1y. 4 girls start their daily grind' 'Ihinking of what before them lies, They cultivate th' retentive mincl' Too iate, too late, at last theY think Of prdcio'us moments passed in glee' And wish that they could be recalled' But no, ah, no! that cannot be' They knoiw not who Flueilen is, Nor why the MutinY took Place; But lvhen theY do 'be|loved Trig'' Then glad.ne;ss shines on every face' 11r. 5 girls reaiise at last, That, Livy trans. they can't retain; But it they lear/e it all to Chance' For Brain waves they may wait in vain' They're all 'conver:sant wilh Machut' T fr." o"u". write alown "Cash" for "Sioc'k"; lft'r":, utta".stand the "Crookback's' ' sch€mes' But Nesfleld proves a stumhling block' And as they climb their uphiil pat'h' From 'rvasting time each one refrains' Ancl you, who wish theim all success' O.*.-tut, pray for their lost brains'

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