July 1956 School Magazine

Brisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

July. 1955

July. 1951)

Brisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

A MOONLIGHT NIGHT. As the moon rose slowly and majestically above the tree- tops, the whole countryside was flooded with a soft white light. The shimmering surface of the lake lay like a thin sheet of glass in the moonlight. Deep in the heart of the forest the shaft of light slanting through the branches mingled with the dark, purple shadows thrown from the trees. Quite soon the little bush animals appeared and began feeding on the lush green grass which carpeted the warm, brown earth. Now a nd again a slight disturbance, the screech- ing of a bird as it lost its balance end fluttered around seeking new she lter, broke the silence of the night. Then, far away, a dingo howled. Each little animal froze and lay perfectly still, waiting. Waiting for what? As the dingo's howls grew nearer, the stillness increased and each animal waited for the long nose of the dingo to be pushed through the bushes, then the descending of a heavy paw on its back. The atmosphere was tense as the sounds of the dingo's nosing around amongst the bushes, could be distinctly heard. Then quite suddenly, the d ingo began to move away and his howls grew fainter and fa inter in the distance . One could almost feel the tension being lifted as the bush folk quietly resumed their feeding. When the faint rays of dawn began to appear and the stars diwppeared one by one, the animals scurried back to their homes. They had forgotten the incident that had occurred d uring the night, for it happened quite often and it was only for the short while that it laste:::! that they were really frightened. They had been lucky this time but they were not always quite so fortunate. Soon the moon had faded from sight and the bush was once more the noisy place it was during the day. H. HAYES, III B. THE HIGHLAND DAWNING.

Lying opposite "Beerwah" hospital is the Museum building, which was erected back in the 1870's . The Royal National As- sociation began it as an Exhibition Hall, but the cost was pro- hibitive, so the Government resumed the land, and completed the building. For many years it was divided into a Museum and a fine concert hall. This old building has been the stage for many splendid Univer sity functions, such as the cq_nferring of the University's Doctorate on H.R.H. the Duke of York. The Museum building still rears itself proud ly, rich in tradition. Rich with their own memories are the many old residences along Gregory Terrace. Once they formed one of the most modern rows of homes in Brisbane, but this honour has long since passed to the nev.rer suburbs. Still lending a colourful note to the Terrace are the raised flowerbeds and rookeries , which have been an a ttractive feature of Gregory Terrace since the 1920's. Gregory Terrace is certa inly paved with history, and as we walk a long this terrace today, the echoes of our footsteps are mingled with those of our predecessors who trod there yester- day. CAROL ANN READDY, V A.

TO THE LOSERS.

The throng loves the winner Whatever the test, The crowd likes the girl

Who has proved she is best,

But cheers for the winner

The red moon was sinking behind the wild moorland, The bushes threw shadows o'er heather and heath; The scent of the wildrose clung faint in the dawning, But those in the heather ne'er stirred nor gave heed. The tartan a nd redcoat lay side by side silent, The claymore and musket, the fr iend and the foe; For fierce was the fight ing and b itter the battle; And a ll that remained was the carnage below. And in that grey dawning when life began stirring, The souls of the fighters took flight on the wing; And all that remained to mark one bitter battle Was heartbreak a nd sorrow and all that Death brings.

Would seldom be heard,

Were it not for the girls

Who run second and third;

And even the lass

Who ends up in last place,

Has done all she could

Just to make it a race.

BARBARA BELL, IV C.

JANICE JOHNSTON, IV A.

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