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JARVIS COLLEGIATE 

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AFTER GRADUATION, WHAT? 

WELLER SECRETARIAL COLLEGE } 

OFFERS AN OUTSTANDING FUTURE TO YOU 

Wartime and Peacetime provide attractive positions for Weller 

Graduates. 

Your own reasoning tells you to “Get ready NOW for the changes 

and opportunities ahead.*’ Decide TO-DAY to obtain through our 

superior secretarial training the assurance of Permanent employment. V 

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Call at the school, or Write or Telephone for 

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It’s regular news from home that the members of our 

fighting forces really appreciate. Write every week. Keep 

your letters cheerful and full of optimism. Include all 

the friendly news you can. Send them snapshots. — It's 

an important part of your war work. 

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How Can Young Canadians 

Help to Win the War? 

Canadian school boys and girls can make 

a real contribution to Canada’s war activities 

by saving in every possible way and 

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Joe Sterioef, 3E 

The door creaked slowly as it opened, 

then shut. The black mass of a figure 

was swallowed up into the darkness of 

the deserted hallway. He looked about 

nervously, then satisfied, began to edge 

his way down the lonely corridor. He had 

an objective. He mustn’t fail. Everything 

depended upon it. The timely beat of 

someone’s footsteps startled him. He 

seemed trapped. After looking in all directions, 

he cast a furtive glance behind the 

row of lockers. His enemy sensing something, 

stopped, looked about, then walked 

on. He listened keenly till his enemy’s 

footsteps died out, then he straightened up, 

and once more began to edge his way onward. 

He was working by plan. He must 

have practised this many a time before he 

would risk going out on this objective. As 

he neared his object of desire, he began to 

walk faster. Then, after what seemed 

hours, he reached his destination. He 

stooped over his objective, pressed a button 

which automatically released the stream of 

life. He stood there for a while, then satisfied 

straightened up, and released the 

mysterious button. He seemed to be in 

some trance of paradise. 

Even I would be if I could slip past a 

phalanx of teachers to get just one luscious 

sip of water. 

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THE MAGNET. 1944 

UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO 

Founded by Royal Charter in 1S36 “for the general education 

of youth in the various branches of Literature and Science 

on Christian Principles 

As one of the Federated Colleges in the Faculty of Arts of the University 

of Toronto, Victoria College enrols students in all com'ses leading to the 

degrees of Bachelor of Arts and Bachelor of Commerce and preparatory 

to admission to the schools of Graduate Studies, Divinity, Education, 

Law and Medicine. 

In the Annesley Hall Women’s Residences and Wymilwood, accommodation 

is available for women students of Victoria College. In the 

Victoria College Residences accommodation is available for men students 

in Arts, and for a limited number of men students enrolled in other 

colleges and faculties. 

For full information, including calendars and bulletins, 

apply to the Registrar, Victoria College, Toronto. 

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UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO 

(The Provincial University of Ontario) 

Calendars and curricula are available, on request, from the Registrar or the 

Secretary of the Faculty or School, as follows: 

Faculties of Arts (including Sciences and Commerce), Medicine, Applied 

Science and Engineering, Household Science, Education, Forestry, Music, Graduate 

Studies, Dentistry; Schools of Hygiene, Nursing, Physical and Health Education, 

Social Work, Law, Chinese Studies, Library Science; Affiliated Colleges of Pharmacy, 

Agriculture, Veterinary Science. 

The Department of University Extension operates the Pass Course for 

Teachers, the Summer Session, the two-year Diploma Courses in Occupational 

Therapy and Physiotherapy, Evening Tutorial Classes, the Certificate Course in 

Business, and a great variety of correspondence courses. For information write 

the Director of University Extension. 

The Calendar on Admission Requirements and Scholarships is of special 

interest. 

UNIVERSITY COLLEGE 

University College is the Provincial Arts College, maintained by the Province of Ontario. 

It is non-denominntionnl but not non-religious. There are residences for men and for women. A 

spirit of unity and co-operation pervades the whole College. University College offere thirty-three (33) 

scholarships at Matriculation and many scholarships and prizes in course. Substantial Bursaries are 

granted to able students who have difficulty in bearing the total expense of a university education. 

Preference is given to applicants from schools not situated in Toronto. For a free copy of a 

beautifully illustrated descriptive booklet, write to the Registrar, University College, University of 

Toronto, Toronto. Ontario. 

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His Excellency, the Earl of Athlone, 

Governor-General of Canada 

Toward a better knowledge and 

understanding of the British 

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as a college education. The words “education”, “training”, 

a “discipline”, and “breeding” have, according to usage, 

similar meanings. They all refer to the various. qualities that result from a 

good college course. A university graduate should show by his speedh, bearing, 

manners, conduct, efficiency and character that he has received the benefits 

of a college education. 

A university or college course is of high value when it enables the student 

who takes it to make the most of his opportunities in after life. It should help 

him to acquire the knowledge and ability necessary for him to render the greatest 

service to the community in which he lives. 

In this stage of the world’s development men of education and ability aTe 

more needed than at any time in the past. 

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Course—what will you do? What will you plan to be? 

Consider a business career. Canada will need increasingly 

more business executives—and the better trained you are 

the better your fitness to seize opportunities. 

We invite you to enquire (without obligation) about the 

various SHAW courses in Business Training. There are 

12 SHAW Schools in Toronto. 

Shaw Courses lead to recognized standing. Shaw Model 

Office gives actual experience. Shaw Employment Bureau 

gives free assistance to graduates. 

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“I Welcome with Much Pleasure the Appearance of ‘EMPIRE DIGEST’” 

His Excellency, the Earl of Athlone, 

Governor-General of Canada 

Toward a better knowledge and 

understanding of the British 

Empire, its peoples, forms of 

government, aims and ideals. 

25c a copy 

1 year—$3.00 

2 years—$5.00 

EMPIRE INFORMATION 

330 Bay Street - Toronto, 1. 

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University of Western Ontario 

LONDON CANADA 

The dictionary defines “education” as a process, a 

| discipline of mind or character through study or instruction, 

■j It may refer also to a stage in the process of training such 

I as a college education. The words “education”, “training”, 

“discipline”, and “breeding” have, according to usage, 

similar meanings. They all refer to the various. qualities that result from a 

good college course. A university graduate should show by his speedh, bearing, 

manners, conduct, efficiency and character that he has received the benefits 

of a college education. 

A university or college course is of high value when it enables the student 

who takes it to make the most of his opportunities in after life. It should help 

him to acquire the knowledge and ability necessary for him to render the greatest 

service to the community in which he lives. 

In this stage of the world’s development men of education and ability are 

more needed than at any time in the past. 

For particulars with reference to matriculation standards, courses of 

study, scholarships, loan funds, etc., write 

THE REGISTRAR


POSITION -SALARY- SUCCESS! 

ZJrain for a (FuHneAi Career 

THE SHAW WAY 

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you have graduated or finished your High School 

Course—what will you do? What will you plan to be? 

Consider a business career. Canada will need increasingly 

more business executives—and the better trained you are 

the better your fitness to seize opportunities. 

4PWhen 

Here are a few of the SHAW Courses: 

Shorthand Bookkeeping Banking 

Typewriting Accounting Saleamanshlp 

Stenotypy Secretarial Advertising 

Office Training Business Correspondence 

Business Organization 

SHAW BUSINESS SCHOOLS 

We invite you to enquire (without obligation) about the 

various SHAW courses in Business Training. There are 

12 SHAW Schools in Toronto. 

Shaw Courses lead to recognized standing. Shaw Model 

Office gives actual experience. Shaw Employment Bureau 

gives free assistance to graduates. 

Phone, call or write for FREE Booklet — "Up with the Times” to 

SHAW SCHOOLS — Head Office, 1130 Bay St, Toronto Kl. 3165 

DAY—NIGHT 

CORRESPONDENCE 

Your Headquarters For 

BLOUSES 

SKIRTS 

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INDEX TO ADVERTISERS 

PAGE 

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Bank oi Nova Scotia 

Birks, Ellis and Ryrie 

Inside Front Cover Jack Watson, Sporting Goods 109 

104 Meistcrshaft College 105 

Brown’s Sports and Cycle Co 

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Outside Back Cover 

Canada Packers 110 Occulist Prescription 

104 

Charlies Donuts 

Cherry, Shoes 

109 Percy Waters, Florists 9 

105 Perry's Snack Bar 109 

Columbus Grill 10S Pyrene 

104 

Cox Coal Co. 105 

Radio College of Canada 

Inside Back Cover 

Dunn’s Tailors 5 Roher’s Book Shop 

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Eaton’s - 107 Shaw’s Business Schools 

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Empire Information S Simpson's 

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Evangeline Co. 9 Tip Top Tailors - 

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Globe and Mail 111 Toronto Radio and Sports - 

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Greenway Press - 

Grove, Florists 

Trophy Craft - 

g University of Toronto - 

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Helen’s House of Corsetry - 

jq University oi Western Ontario 

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Highland Dairy 

Valley View Dairy - 

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Victoria College - 6 

Hollywood Theatre 108 

Weller Secretarial College Inside Front Cover 

Hooper’s Drug Store 108 

Wellesley Variety Shoppe 2 

Howlett and Smith 110 

Williards Chocolates 5 

Imperial Bank of Canada 

11 ^ Winona Flowers - 104 

Imperial Press 104 W. J. Gage Co. - 7 

Jack Fraser 3 Wood, Gundy and Co. 4 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS 

The magnet Staff 

Dedication - 

The Principal’s Message 

The Vice-Principal’s Message 

Editorials - 

Commencement 

Valedictory, 1943 - 

Jarvista - 

jBio or and Yonge - 

Justification of the Resignation 

The Electron Microscope 

A First Former’s First Tea Dance 

Ye Good Old Days 

Lady Lucille - 

Hannibal - 

For Men Only 

Our Mr. Holmes - 

PACE 

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Wartime in the Old School - 

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Song of the Morning Paper Boy 

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A Student’s Plea - 

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To a Goldfish - 

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Lucky Loser - 

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War Service Council - 

Doughnuts and Coffee - 

We Are Surveyed - 

Culture - 

Atlantic Encounter 

Minerva’s Dairy - - - 

Organizations - 

Cadet Inspection - 

Embarrassing ... 

Girls’ Sports - 

Boys’ Sports - 

Staff Stuff............................... 

Internal Affairs - 

The Equation - 

That Locker of Mine - 

Form News - 

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Exchange 103 

Today’s Adventure 105 

Autographs 106

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EDITORIAL STAFF 

Editor-in-Chief 

ROBERT VAN DER FLIER (6) 

Co-Editor 

PEGGY RUSSELL (14) 

Associate Editors 

LEONARD WRATTEN (8) WILLIAM WADLEY (10) 

DEPARTMENTAL EDITORS 

Art ...... 

Jack Henderson (5-b) Gloria Thompson (5-c) 

Girls’ Sports ............Ann Shilton (7) 

Boys’ Sports . 

Form News 

Maurice Crawford (7) Eric God'man (9-d) 

Ken Campbell (9-a) Harold Segal (11) 

War Services 

Commencement 

Music .................. 

Cadet Corps ..... 

... Nancy Cox (5-a) 

.Elinor Adam (13-a) 

. Wilfred Dyer (9-b) 

....Robert Love (9-c) 

Pat Moody (2) 

Minerva’s Dairy Ann Higgenbottom (13-c) 

Organization . Jim Franks (4) 

Exchange.................... Barbara Dunn (3) 

Features ................... Shirley Ashmore (13-b) Adele Ylinen (13-d) 

David Etherington (12) 

BUSINESS STAFF 

Business Manager 

William Wadley (10) 

Advertising Manager...............Donald Deller (1-e) 

ADVERTISING SOLICITORS 

Irvin Manley, George Kenzie, Lailla Rotenberg, Roy Minish, 

Don Deller, Gordon Gray, Joan Havelock, Colin Hines, 

Bill Hayman. (1-left to right) 

ADVISORY STAFF 

MISS H. M. COCHRANE, B.A., J. T. JENKINS, Bj\., BJPAED., 

W. MOORHOUSE, B.A., L. G. McRERRACHER, B.A., B.PAED., 

F. J. R. STAPLES, B.A. 

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Sincerely 

Yours 

A dedication is too often a perfunctory 

gesture; we do it, because we have 

always done it. But we’re so happy, Mr. 

Holmes, that this is different: this dedication 

comes from the bottom of hearts 

that have been stirred by patience that 

never complained, a love of truth that 

was always forthright, and a friendship 

of fourteen years that will never be forgotten.

THE PRINCIPAL'S MESSAGE 

The 1944 YiAGNET describes and illustrates for us in sprightly and youthful 

fashion what Jarvis has been doing during the present school year. You will study 

it with interest and probably consider with some satisfaction your own contribution 

to Jarvis and what the school has meant to you. 

There are two methods that chemists may use in finding the ;:omposition of a 

substance,-analysis and synthesis. But these methods are not restricted to pure 

science. Tlle cook knows what is in the soup by what goes into it. You know 

what is in it by what you get out of it. Life is like that. What you get out of it 

is. in direct proportion to your own contribution. Even in school you don't get 

something for nothing. 

I should like you to feel that you have gained in understanding and in a sense 

of responsibility, and that you have been trained in clearer thinking for the tasks 

that lie ahead of you. 

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Since your editors demand a message, let me first convey through these pages, 

my thanks to the students for that large measure of co-operation that they give so 

willingly and courteously in all matters pertaining to the welfare of the school. You 

have not failed in your support of the war effort nor in the enthusiasm that you show 

for your general educational development. 

I sometimes envy you your youth, I envy you even the problems that lie 

directly ahead of you as a result and aftermath of war. I trust that within these 

Jarvis halls and classrooms, you are receiving a training in thinking that will render 

you less open to the assaults of propaganda and subtle suggestions. In the maze 

of political theory, I hope that you will give thoughtful consideration to the new and 

yet show a measure of reverence for the old; that you will remember this country is 

“A land of settled government 

A land- of fair and old renown, 

Where freedom slowly broadens down 

From precedent to precedent!” 

And yet I trust that you will be keenly alive to the need of progress, evolutionary 

rather than revolutionary. 

May I express the hope you will continue alert, progressive and watchful in 

thoughts and acts and that you will derive guidance from the writers and thinkers, 

whose works are our national heritage, that 

Such is 'the essence of democracy, to 

which ideal we dedicate ourselves. 

“By slow degrees to fullness wrought 

The strength of some diffusive thought 

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Earnest 

Endeavour 

have only three years of high school education? Sorry, 

X but there is no place for you here.” 

Such is a reply which will greet many students, when this war 

is over, if they neglect the opportunity to pursue an education now; 

such is the conclusion reached in various discussions and informal 

talks at youth meetings both in high schools and colleges. 

From the armed forces thousands of young men and women 

with specialized training, will return to civilian life. Here will be 

no room for unprepared individuals. If you lack your matriculation, 

if you have failed in your school work, you will find yourself at a 

grave disadvantage. 

Futhermore, the positions now freely and attractively offered 

to partially trained students, will be filled by trained service men. 

And rightly so. Thus the competition in civilian life will be keener. 

There will be few opportunities for uneducated youth— 

—“no place for you here.” 

In the secondary schools, a general restlessness prevails to-day, 

from the first forms up to the thirds. Too frequently, we find pupils 

leaving school to take jobs, to earn easy money, to evade their duty. 

Students of Jarvis, there is much that you can do to help the 

war effort; there is much you must do to prepare for peace. Take 

advantage of the education which is offered you. Prepare yourself 

for future work. Be ready to do your share when the time comes. 

Your weapons at present are not battleships or Bren guns or 

block-busters—what you need is knowledge. 

The Cloud 

of War 

UPPOSE that a peace treaty were to be signed with Herr Hitler 

and Tojo tonight. At this stage in the war, the peace would, of 

course, be a negotiated one. Hitler or some other militarist would 

remain in power, the Nazi army would withdraw from the greater 

part of occupied Europe and as in ‘Hiawatha’ 

‘Burled was the bloody hatchet, 

Buried was the dreadful war-club, 

Buried were all the warlike weapons, 

And the war cry was forgotten, 

Then was peace among the nations.} 

Or at least so would say the Germans, for the Nazis, you see, only 

make war when they find it convenient. In reality the effects would 

be disastrous. Five years of- war would have been fought in vain: 

the persecutions of Jews would continue; Germany would prepare 

for yet another war. 

Since we live in a democracy, our diplomats could only bring 

about such a peace with the consent of the people. Here lies the 

danger: the people being overcome by war weariness might prefer 

a sudden negotiated peace to a long, lagging and drawn-out war.

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This is the sole remaining hope of' our enemies. Supposedly we are 

offered two alternatives: we shall either hurl ourselves against the 

European fortress to test its ‘impregnability’ or we shall seat ourselves 

at the council tables with our enemies. Herr Hitler seems to 

prefer that we do the latter, for he has already figuratively dusted 

off his Bible and commenced reading in false piousness. 'Let there 

be no strife, I pray thee, between thee and me’. Anv diplomat 

agreeing might suitably be compared with a pin. a pin without 

either a head or a point. 

Remember how they bombed our hospitals, our cathedrals? 

Remember Coventry and Pearl Harbour? Surely they will not 

escape unpunished for that! Much time may yet pass before 

‘buried is the bloody hatchet’ but as John Ruskin said. “You may 

either win your peace or buy it: win it by resistance to evil: buy 

it by compromise with evil”. It would be well if each Jarvis student 

keeps this in mind. 

Innovations 

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HIS year has seen an increase of about one hundred in the enrolment. 

For the first time in the memory of present Jarvisites all 

forms are mixed. Mr. Strachan, a newcomer to Jarvis, has spent 

a busy first year guiding the destinies of our senior rugby and basketball 

teams and coaching the swimming club, in addition to instructing 

his mathematics classes. We also welcome Mr. McEachern and 

Mr. McDonald, who form an addition to the temporary staff. 

And So 

To Press 

^TE THANK the members of the Advisory Staff for their in 

W valuable assistance. We are most appreciative of their ex 

pert advice, constructive criticisms, untiring interest and helpful 

suggestions. Many thanks! 

The fine work of the small, over-worked Business Staff is also 

worthy of praise. The members of this year’s Advertising Staff 

have been quite successful in their endeavours. Their efforts are 

rewarded not only by the acquisition of valuable business experience, 

but also by the knowledge that the financial success of the Magnet 

is a direct result of their accomplishments. 

We would like to draw attention of our readers to two new 

features of this year’s Magnet. The renaissance of poetry greatly 

pleases us and we commend this year’s fine selection to you. Of 

special interest also are the three outstanding photos Of the recent 

contest held by the Camera Club. These fine pictures are on pages 

20, 27 and 45. 

We are greatly indebted to Mr. Smith of Howlett and Smith, 

who is responsible for the engravings of such quality appearing herein. 

Most hearty thanks also to Mr, Greenway of Greenway Press, 

whose experience and judgment has been of great value in the production 

of this magazine. 

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Top—Mr. G. Allen, Mr. C. Strachan. 

Middle—Mr. E. Hill, Mr. H. Dyce. 

Bottom—Mr. Brokenshire, Mr. Sheppard, Mr. Steinhauer. 

(Pictures of Messrs. Hill, Dyce, Sheppard, Steimhauer, by Ray 

Wolfe, fVC; of Mr. Allen by A. Cummings, IVC.)

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COMMENCEMENT 

NOVEMBER. TWENTY-FOURTH 

A very interesting innovation was made When Mr. Allin arose and said, “I think 

at our annual commencement this year, that next year I shall omit the Principal’s 

when the present occupations of all last speech,” he was greeted with loud applause, 

year’s fifth formers were read by Mr. but his “speech” proved to be five minutes 

Sheppard. It was found that seventy-five of interesting summary of the school year, 

per cent of the graduates were at the uni- and we should not wish it to be omitted, 

versity, and the remainder in the armed Mr. F. H. Clarke presented his prize 

forces or in war-work. 

for Grade X Geography to Dorothy Hunt, 

The principal presided, and Dr. J. G. and Mr. McKerracher presented Mr. John 

Althouse, Dean of the Ontario College of Jeffries’ prize in Upper School to Rose- 

Education, was our guest speaker. Dr. mary Buckham, who also received the 

Althouse opened his speech with the words, Jean Allin Memorial Optima Trophy. 

“How much does a Graduation Certificate The Jarvis Optimus Trophy was awardor 

an Honour Graduation Certificate ed to Edward Te^htsoonian. Jack Mayer 

cost?” He then continued, “Tuition fees received the Jarvis Centenary Scholarship, 

cost $125 to $145 a year, and support, $400 while Shirley Ashmore, Elinor Adam, Alan 

to $500 a year. Since it 'takes four or five Harrison, Wilfred Shachter, Robert Van 

years to secure a certificate, the cost of der Flier and Leonard Wratten received 

each ranges from $2000 to $3000. Are Centenary Awards. The Chase Prize in 

the pupils worth the investment? If the English (Grade XII) was awarded to 

pupil regards the certificate as a license Robert Van der Flier, and the Hi-Y 

to cease to learn, as a proof that he has Scholarship (Grade XI) to Doreen Weblearned 

to be pleasantly and agreeably ster. James Neil received the Centenary 

idle or politely inattentive, or as a reason Athletic Prize, and Frances Kent and Ann 

for regarding less privileged people with Shilton the Girls’ Centenary Athletic Prize, 

disdain, he will be a poor investment. But Honour Graduation Diplomas were 

if he regards his certificate as a sign of awarded to fifty-nine pupils and Graduaability 

to be responsible henceforth for his tion Diplomas to sixty- nine. * 

own learning, (that is, to be able to use After the programme, a dance was held 

the spoon himself) and as evidence that by this year’s fifth form for the graduathe 

has learned to co-operate to attain seri- jng c]aSs. The auditorium was decorated 

ous common purposes, he will be a good jn true naval style, and music was provided 

investment. 

by records. This brought to a successful 

“Will the graduates of Jarvis Collegiate conclusion the Commencement Exercises 

be good or bad investments? The forecast of 1943. 

is bright, based on the unique record of University oj Toronto Scholarships 

this historic school, the honour roll of the Patricia Heighington was awarded: The 

first World War, the service roll of the Dickson Scholarship in Modern Languages 

present war, the fact that every graduate and the Edward Blake Scholarship in 

of the present year is usefully employed, English and Latin, 

and on the generally serious and earnest She also ranked for three other Scholarattidude 

of the present students of the ships but was unable to accept them, owschool.” 

ing to the University ruling that not more 

Peggy Haig was chosen from a number than one University and one College schoof 

nominations, for her outstanding plat- larship may be held by one person. Pat 

form personality, to give this year’s vale- Is n°w studying English Literature at 

dictory. It was so much enjoyed that we Trinity College, 

are reprinting it in full. 

Christopher Kennington was awarded:

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The Percy Hermant Scholarship for the 

highest aggregate in any nine papers, and 

a Carter scholarship. Chris is the son of 

Eric Kennington, an eminent English 

artist, and is an English war guest. He is 

now at University College studying Mathematics 

and Physics. 

Marguerite Straus was awarded: The 

Maurice Hutton Alumni Scholarship and a 

Carter scholarship, Giugite is from Paris A College. 

France, and is now at University College 

studying Mathematics and Physics. 

Provincial Government Scholarships 

were awarded to: Michael Kitzpatrick, 

who has since enrolled in the navy, and 

Rose-Marie Berner, who is studying Modern 

Languages at Victoria College, and 

Edward Teghtsoonian, who is now studying 

Engineering and Physics at University 

VALEDICTORY - ’43 

DEMpY SBAH» 

Mr. Allin, members of the staff, parents 

and guests, and students of Jarvis. 

Commencement marks the end of a short 

yet all-important chapter in our lives. A 

chapter filled with classes and Gym, Tea 

Dances, Scrap Drives and examinations 

which pounced on us with fatal regularity. 

The busiest years of our lives were passing 

and we were too busy to notice them pass; 

and now it is all over; the five happy 

years filled with memories which will linger 

in our minds long after that pesky 

latin verb has been forgotten. 

On an occasion like this we cannot help 

being sentimental and we gather in little 

groups to revive incidents and anecdotes 

of our short career. 

Can we ever forget the excitement of 

applying each other's make-up for the 

opera; or assembling proofs for the 

Magnet till all hours of the night (which 

of course gave us a legitimate excuse for 

having our homework undone)? 

And we chuckle still over Mr. Nelson’s 

antics as he vividly described aerial dogfights 

of the last war, by seizing a ruler, 

mounting the desk and fearlessly mowing 

down the first row of students. 

That red-letter day when we solved that 

problem in Mr. Jenkins’ Geometry class is 

indelibly stamped in our memory. Of 

course the answer “fell out like a ripe 

plum” but by the time we had finished it 

was over-ripe. Incidentally I was always 

sorry that we were too old to have Christmas 

parties, for Mr. Jenkins was surely 

cut out for the role of Santa Claus. 

Rugby games; Mr. Steinhauer’s recitation 

of Goethe’s poetry; assemblies that 

lasted for two periods; Miss St. John’s 

German pronouns sung to the tune of “The 

Farmer in the Dell”; walking to school on 

the basket-drive-days, with eight baskets 

under one arm and our books under the 

other; the cadet inspection; and those 

magic words “The Magnet’s here”, Mr. 

Hill's Ways and Means Committees; Mr. 

Ferguson’s burning enthusiasm for the 

works of the masters; and Mr. Moorehouse’s 

ubiquitous camera: these are 

things that we remember. 

But the time has come when we no 

longer belong in these halls. That locker 

on the top floor is filled with someone 

else’s lunch box, gym shoes and battered 

text books. And yet we know that we will 

always be welcomed with a friendly handshake 

when we do come back to see the 

old school. I wouldn’t say “old” school, 

for Jarvis is old in years, but its spirit 

will be for ever young. And so our heartfelt 

gratitude goes to our principal, who 

no matter how busy would always spare a 

moment to help us in any difficulty. We 

thank our teachers who have kept the 

spirit of Jarvis young, who were unconscious 

object lessons to us at all times 

and who understood us when it was so 

difficult to understand ourselves.

26 THE MAGNET, 1944 

This graduating class bears on its 

shoulders a three-fold responsibility. To 

some of us has fallen the task of overthrowing 

the forces of evil which have 

menaced our world four long years now. 

Others are called upon to continue their 

education, and the rest are applying the 

lessons they learned at Jarvis in the 

business world. We must not fail each 

other: we will not fail each other. For 

team work is one of the lessons which this 

school has taught us well. 

And so it is with mingled elmo,tions that 

we receive our diplomas to-night-a pang 

of regret that we must say farewell to the 

happy days of life at Jarvis; a thrill of 

pride that we have reached the destination 

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for which we charted our course; a quiet 

humility ,that we should be the fortunate 

ones to help, be it ever so little, in making 

a world which will not demand every 

twenty-five years the sacrifice of a generation; 

and, if we look more deeply, a trace 

of fear; for the future is a locked chamber 

and all it holds for us is the nebulous unknown. 

But perhaps above all we feel a 

steadfast resolve, for we can hold our heads 

high in the knowledge thaJt we have the 

keys to that locked chamber firmly in our 

Nd ~ecet 

DOROTHY HIRST, SB 

grasp. Keys placed in our hands by our 

teachers. Keys bearing the names of those 

invaluable qualities, seH-reliance, honesty, 

common-sense and kindliness. 

And so farewell, Jarvis ! 

Jarvis students, dull or clever, 

In the class room waste time never. 

But study hard, with nose in books 

And soon acquire those wise-owl looks. 

When teacher leaves us all alone, 

Idle minds n'er fail to 1'oam- 

From paper pellets, copied notes, 

To Frank Sinatra and "Mairzy Doats." 

Whispers the guard "He's coming!-Nix!" 

Away from thumbs go all string tricks. 

Through creaking door the teacher walks, 

His only greeting-ticking clocks. 

All Jarvis students live to learn; 

Ambitions fires within them burn; 

Since credit goes whe1'e C1'edit's due, 

We study hard-but play hard, too.

By JOH GALBRAITH, 2C LA TE EDITION

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JARVISTA 

That Questionnaire !!! 


Peggy Russeee 

Well, fellow Jarvisites, a questionnaire better forms of exercise!” Aside from all 

was finally written after much debate, quib- these remarks, Jarvis ranks pretty high in 

bling and work. Over nine hundred copies one person’s estimation, for Mrs. Allan has 

were dutifully and tediously cranked off described us as “Such charming people!” 

by Mr. Holmes (to whom we extend our 

hearty thanks) and have now been duly 

marked, appraised, and abused by your 

Magnet staff. Yet, fear not that your 

answers shall be used against you, and— 

who knows?—that precocious boy who 

wanted school to open at 10.30 and close 

at noon might get his wish granted! 

SOCIAL 

Excluding the first 

formers, approximately 20 

per cent of the students 

are new at Jarvis this 

year. Those lucky people 

find that our good old 

school is grand, but object 

to the aloofness of 

certain pupils around the halls, and the 

forwardness of certain others. One 

of their pet hates, and old Jarvisites 

share it, is “canned music instead of good 

bands,” but an excellent morale booster is 

to see Mr. Strachan tripping the light fantastic 

with Mrs. Allen, or to watch Mr. Hill 

playing host, anxiously inquiring if we are 

having a good time “Punch all right?” 

First formers appear to appreciate the 

opportunities at Jarvis the most, carrying a 

good percentage of 68 per cent for Jarvis 

as “excellent” or “above average” in social 

standing. The main vote, however, was 

cast on the middle road, making “socially 

average” the favoured epithet. A plea 

arises from every member of the fairer 

sex: “Why won’t the boys dance at the 

T-dances?” It is not because they can not 

dance, because the census showed that after 

second form the males begin to stagger 

around the floor, although the majority 

collapse into chairs after the first brave attempt, 

to watch woefully until the end. A 

bare handful jitterbug, for, as is aptly expressed 

by one brave waltzer: “There are 

CONTROVERSIAL 

Which leads a more enjoyable 

life: a teen-age 

girl or a teen-age boy? 

If we had known the 

answers that would be 

given, this question would 

never have been entered. 

But don’t be prejudiced, 

for here are some other people’s opinions. 

Those in favour of the girl are most numerous, 

because if she is good-looking she 

has more dates and spends no money on 

them. Also, the boys have to make all the 

advances, while all she does is laugh at 

their discomfort. One girl actually wrote: 

“Boys are mentally younger than girls, consequently 

a teen-age boy is still a child...” 

(Note to that writer: One of the editors 

is still examining your writing, and when 

he analyses it, woe betide you!) On the 

other side of the argument' is the boy, who 

has more freedom in everything he does: 

where he goes, dates, and later hours (?). 

Also, there are fewer of the boys; hence 

more fun. One boy wrote that a girl worries 

about her beau if she has one, and 

worries about getting one if she hasn’t! It 

can not be settled. “We all lead a miserable 

life.” 

STATISTICAL 

At J.C.I. we have people 

representing nearly every 

European country and 

some Asiatic. In all, there 

are almost one hundred 

people including students 

from Czechoslovakia, 

Greece, Germany, India, 

Korea, Japan, etc. All have added greatly 

to Jarvis’s record both in scholarship and 

sports. Among the boys at Jarvis, either


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they study too hard (which we doubt) or 

most of them have jobs, for a surprisingly 

low percentage belong to other cadet corps. 

Prepare yourselves for a shock: only 

fifteen people in Jarvis never go to Church. 

Also, another interesting phenomenon is, 

that as we advance from first to the mighty 

fifth, we become so mighty that our attendance 

falls off. Yet, over 75 per cent 

attend Church every Sunday, which is an 

example that we set for one of our teachers 

who goes “just enough to keep my conscience 

in working order!” 

THE COSMETIC QUESTION 

—\ Woe, and more woe, 

Y awaits some of the girls 

'7) who read this summary of 

—d 'the question: do Jarvis 

girls wear too much or too 

J) little make-up? Now, al- 

7 though you believe in your 

own judgement in such 

matters, the boy who takes you out probably 

disagrees. Most boys believe that 

you look just right, but think that the occasional 

few look “like a house on fire”. 

Some sarcastic souls declare: some use too 

much, but they need it; others use too 

little, but they also need it. “They’re 

trying to cover up!” is one artist’s saying 

(we will not say who). One supreme 

answer could not be disregarded: “Some 

go to extremes. The painting of finger-nails 

is disgusting. Ruby red lips make a girl 

appear like an artificial doll. When appearing 

thus, a girl should be wrapped in 

cellophane and put out of sight!” 

HOBBIES AND FAVOURITE 

SUBJECTS 

Believe it or not, these two 

are linked together eventually 

by everyone. For, the hobby 

and subject chosen by most 

boys was keeping women happy, 

and girls chose letter-writing. 

“Wine, women, and song” 

is a useful slogan; but what 

amazed us was the fellow who collects girls’ 

hair: Just how he does it is a riddle! A few 

sane people have chosen model-building, 

wood-carving and certain sports; some 

collect school pins, antiques, and pictures 

of “any unsuspecting handsome male”. 

The choice subjects are P.T. and lunch, 

while Literature, History, Science, Mathematics 

and Languages are listed in order 

of those endured with the least effort. 

AMBITION AND WORK 

This is a sad, serious 

topic. Everyone must work 

at some time or another, 

and actually 68 per cent of 

the Jarvisites worked during 

last summer. The most 

usual positions were 

stores of every type, then 

farms, factories, and camp work, Odd 

jobs of amazing variety loomed up: repairing 

false teeth, work with a sewage 

company, pressing trousers at a cleaners’, 

lifeguarding, and work in a graveyard 1 

One member of the staff entertained inlaws 

all summer—(let them entertain you 

next summer; that will teach them!). 

Even now, with the school year half completed, 

almost fifty per cent have retained 

part-time positions. 

Future careers are varied and include 

every profession from a draftee of the 

army to a hen-pecked husband, among the 

boys; and from a nurse to a cattle-raiser 

among the girls. Mrs. Allan’s ambition, by 

the way, is to retire and raise little headaches 

for future teachers, and instead of 

beating other people’s brats, to beat her 

own! I! 

WAR SERVICE COUNCIL 

Of primary importance 

are your criticisms of the 

war work of Jarvis. So 

that you shall know exactly 

how the matter 

stands, 12.S per cent believe 

the campaign is too 

ambitious, 28.2 per cent 

just right, and 59.0 per cent not enough. 

The first and second forms are responsible 

for the “too ambitious” per cent, and yet, 

(or is it because?) they uphold the drives 

more than the Upper School. Only 50% 

of the students buy War Savings stamps 

regularly (meaning, weekly); two buy 

bonds, and the rest buy stamps on a more

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or less uniform budget. Several pupils 

complimented the Council on their work, 

but one or two sounded like the following: 

“We are told, not asked.” “The raising of 

money is too ambitious. We had to give 

a dollar for the latest drive and it was all 

I could do with my father’s help to get it. 

I don’t mind Nickel Days and T-dances, 

but there is an extreme at Jarvis sometimes.” 

Perhaps a Student Council would 

solve the problem. 

STUDENT GOVERNMENT 

This is aptly shown 

by our question: Are 

xb you in favour of seeing 

j student g o v e rnment 

{ ' practised to an even 

k greater extent in Jarvis? 

J The exact percentages 

’ are: pro 49.38 per cent, 

con 23.45 per cent, and undecided, 

did not answer (those who did not 

understand) and those who wished a 

50-50 council, 27.17 per cent. Practically 

eve^ student wishes to have a student 

council, although we came across such remarks 

as: “No, it would only make a 

clique!” “Absolutely not. This sort of 

government leads to student dictatorship 

where one individual can possess too much 

control over others of his own age. This 

destroys social equality. Present method is 

a satisfactory compromise.” Yet, we found 

several answers such as the following: 

. “Yes, good idea, but if it is started, only 

partial authority should be given to the 

students the first year, and more responsibility 

later on.” This questionnaire was 

not written for the purpose of developing 

further a student government movement. 

REFORMS 

Well, Jarvis, stand firm on those foundations 

because now you are going to be 

bombarded with demands. More assemblies 

and dancing at noon are highest on 

the list, with dancing lessons for the boys. 

The library is considered excellent, although 

some adherents clamour for more 

advanced reference books, and lower and 

middle school still beat their fists in vain 

on the “senior special” section. (Do these 

objectors realize that the seniors pay fifty 

cents a year towards this library?). A 

nine o’clock opening of school would be 

acceptable by everyone, especially if we 

got out at 3.15. 

Other suggestions include: omission of 

beans in the cafeteria, a school band with 

popular music, chesterfields in the lunchroom. 

A boy actually wants a new mirror 

in the boy’s washroom! Moving staircases 

and elevators are still the ideals of 

dreamers and teachers. Yet, we find one 

person who declares: “Jarvis does not 

need reform. It’s just some of the people 

going there that we should work on!” 

LOVE-LORN COLUMN 

Oh, to have a little house, 

To own the hearth and stool, etc. 

We have come to the end of our investigation. 

We' end with marriage as the fate 

of 95 per cent of our Jarvisites. Our students 

are resigned to their fate, and have 

frankly admitted that “funnier things have 

happened!” We have actually found one 

brave male who is going to marry as many 

times as possible, but, according to one 

cynic, he is mad, for “no man wants to be 

married; he is caught”. 

We are touched by the problems of every 

shape and form which have been submitted, 

although the majority will have to be 

answered in private. By the way, whoever 

sent in an algebra problem ought to 

be ashamed—it took the committee two 

periods to figure out how not to do the 

question. 

Q.—How do you teach a man not to 

leave his shoes in the middle of the floor 

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either when he is in them, or when he 

isn’t? And, what is the most efficient way 

to stop any student talking other than 

using a tourniquet around the neck? 

Q.—Are girls human? They look nice. 

Wish I had some, well—a couple—all right, 

I wish I had one. How do you get one? 

I have a phone but no phone-numbers. I 

am a horror to look at. T dress sloppily. I 

do not comb my hair. Even my best 

friends (masculine) do not tell me. I don’t 

dance. I don’t drink. I don’t smoke. I am 

dull. But, I wanta woman. As close as I 

get to one: Scene, a schoolroom (46). f 

glance at her. She looks at me. We both 

look elsewhere. I look back. She doesn’t. 

Miss Durie asks me what poem we are 

studying. I don’t know. Someone mutters 

“The Raven”. I say “The Raven”. Miss 

Durie says, “Sit down, stupid.'’ I sit. I 

look at her. She is not looking at me. Woe! 

As a grand finale, we quote this heartrending 

letter to our patron goddess: 

Dear Minnie: 

Could you-help me? As 

the months go on my 

troubles mount. I fell 

madly in love with Alice, 

a cute little blonde from 

Northern Vocational. No 

other thoughts entered my 

mind; she was the girl I 

was going to marry, as soon as I could get 

the money for the license. Then I met 

Helen; she was the most beautiful creature 

on earth. Such big blue eyes, such silky 

blonde hair, a voice so soft and smooth 

that every time she spoke to me, I had that 

sinking feeling; she did things to me! Just 

as I was getting to know her (and the 

family chariot), I met Joan. She was indescribable, 

an angel from Heaven, such 

white pearly teeth, the most exotic and 

scintillating perfume, every time she melted 

in my arms—the world was too complete. 

Then I reached the climax last week, 

I met Mary!! She was the brightest, most 

refreshing, her presence alone made me 

tremble! The family know me well by now, 

I have been up there ten times in the last 

three days; I have a house key, car key, 

and a bed in the coal cellar. 

What am I to do? I love them all and 

I have now saved enough money to buy 

the license, (Mr. Woolworth donated the 

ring). Which one am I to marry? Answer 

immediately by telegram. Things are happening 

quickly. 

Lonesome Larry. 

/Zla&i a+ut, 'IjO+UfV 

Ken P. Jarvis, 3E 

The impatient clanging of street car bells, 

The strident sound of news boys’ yells, 

The maddened rush of transfer holders 

Butting heedless with their shoulders, 

The listless hope of the Uptown's queue, 

A barrier to a passing few. 

This is Bloor and Yonge. 

The dirty crossing Uttered with scraps, 

The blind man advancing with frequent 

taps, 

The stench of a nut-shop’s greasy wares, 

The absence of pre-war neon glares. 

Grubby children running wild, 

Many a signboard, much defiled, 


Jumbled snatches of pedestrians’ talk . . . 

“Look, it’s too crowded, I guess we’ll 

walk.” 

“four and a quarter for a thing like that!” 

“Get a load of the gal with the hat!” 

An air of expectancy fraying our nerves, 

Already jangled by motorists’ swerves. 


Looking west when day is done, 

We see a festering purple sun, 

And to the east, a feeble flush 

Of pinkish vapour and tinted plush, 

To north and south the sky is concrete, 

Matching closely dusky Yonge Street. 


Yet we like the crowded square, 

Partly for Stollcry’s presence there, 

And “Mac’s”, the favourite try sting place, 

Or the cigar store’s limited space, 

Two banks lend an air of stolid security, 

Dismissing the thought of any impurity, 

This is Bloor and Yonge.

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Justification of tlie Resignation 

Jack Mayer, SC 

i 

You want to know why I am resigning “Is there anything wrong, Mr. Brown? 

from the Business Men’s Club, do you? the idiot asked nonchalantly. 

Well, I can take a good joke in the best “George, I’m going to die,” I groaned, 

of humour, but naturally one hates being for the pain had become quite acute, 

ridiculed. And if it hadn’t been for the “Shall I call a doctor?” asked he with 

stupidity of Smith, there wouldn’t have complete indifference, 

i >) 

been such a fuss. 

“Get an ambulance, you blasted fool! 

It was after the executive banquet (I I roared. “And call my lawyer, Montdaresay 

you recall my speech then, on the gomery, while you’re at it! 

reduction of old age pensions—extempo- I lay inside the ambulance desperately 

raneous, of course). Yes, it was after the fighting for life. The big white car raced 

executive banquet, and I was in the lounge through the night, whining like a lost 

enjoying a Luxus Havana (never smoke soul. Montgomery sat beside me in the 

anything else, you know). The lounge was ambulance, patting my head. I felt like 

a bit draughty, but I had managed to pro- boxing his ears, 

cure the Morris chair beside the fire. Smith “Now, you’ll be all right, Mr. Brown, 

and Jones sat on the upholstered leather Don’t worry,” said he. 

chesterfield. As usual, Smith was feeling “I want to change my will, Montill—this 

time it was his heart. (The only gomery.” 

thing he has not complained of is housemaid’s 

knee.) I couldn’t help frowning, for “Don’t give my brother a red cent.” 

“Yes, yes. Of course, Mr. Brown.” 

it was quite clear to me that he wanted “Not a red cent. Very good, Mr. Brown.” 

the Morris chair. I made some little remark 

and Smith became really quite “All to the club. Of course, Mr. Brown.” 

“Leave all my money to the club.” 

furious. He reminded me that I was two We reached the Parkham Clinic. Fitzgerald 

Parkham looks after me, you know. 

years older than he, and he didn’t have 

the slightest doubt that I should “pass out” (Charges twenty-five dollars a visit.) 

(as he vulgarly put it), before him. Whereupon 

he and Jones quit the lounge. could see me. My breath was coming in 

Several minutes elapsed before Parkham 

I have always been a rather rugged in- short little gasps. My heart was beating 

dividual, and therefore I couldn’t help like a trip-hammer, 

scoffing at the idea, that I should “pass 

out” before a chonic invalid like Smith. At 

any rate I did not feel disturbed at having 

enraged him. 

It was getting quite late, and I decided 

to finish my Luxus and be off to bed. 

(I slept at the club then, you know.) 

George was cleaning out ash trays, and 

gathering up unfinished whiskies and sodas. 

All was still save for the clink of glasses. 

Suddenly I felt a terrific twinge on my left 

side. I caught my breath. I listened. I 

could hear my heart beating like a clock, 

only much more quickly. It was so loud 

I’m sure George must have heard it. 

“George!” I gasped. “George! Come 

here!” 

“I’m dying, Parkham, dying,” I moaned, 

as the doctor came up to me. “My heart,” 

I said, indicating the Irish linen handkerchief 

in my breast coat pocket. 

“Did you bring Montgomery to help 

defray expenses?” Parkham asked, smiling 

very sarcastically. Before I could answer, 

he unbuttoned my coat and put his stetheseope 

to my chest. He pursed his lips, 

straightened up, closed one eye, and looked 

at me. 

“Is there any hope, doctor?” I asked 

frantically. 

He didn’t answer. I grew hysterical. 

“You’re afraid to tell me!” I screamed. 

Calmly Parkham leaned forward and 

(Continued on page 108)

The Electron 

Microscope 

A New Eye 

for Science 

Richard Denison, 5C 

Do you know that the windpipe of a 

mosquito can be magnified to such an extent, 

that the image measures three and 

a half inches across? And that the flu 

germ, which caused so much illness and 

death after the last war, and which was at 

that time unknown to scientists, can now 

be seen and studied with ease? These discoveries, 

and hundreds more just as important, 

in medicine, farming, and industry, 

have been made possible, during the last 

few years, by a wonderful new instrument, 

—the electron miscroscope! 

If you were to look at an electron microscope, 

you would see a massive pillar-like 

instrument from six to seven feet tall. There 

are ports through which the magnified 

image can be seen. A control panel carries 

a large assortment of knobs and dials which 

regulate every detail of the mechanism 

and the speed of the electrons which can 

be made to travel at the astounding rate 

of 175,000 miles per second. 

The electron microscope operates on the 

same principle as the ordinary optical 

microscope, electrons—tiny units of electricity— 

taking the place of light. These 

electrons flow from the power source into 

Photo Courtesy of RCA. Victor Company 

the upper part of the instrument, which 

is maintained at a high vacuum, This 

vacuum is very necessary, for if an electron 

hits a molecule of air, it is deflected 

from its course. The electrons pass through 

a series of magnetic lenses, projecting the 

enlarged image of the specimen on a fluorescent 

screen just as light projects the 

image of an ordinary photographic negative.' 

A magnetic lens is a circular field of 

electricity, which acts upon electron beams 

in the same manner as a glass lens acts 

upon light rays. 

In comparison to the optical microscope 

which, even with the help of ultra-violet 

rays, could magnify no more than about 

3000 diameters, the electron microscope is 

a tremendous boon to science because of 

its ability to magnify up to 30,000 diameters. 

Even more surprising, is the fact 

that photographs—called photomicrographs

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:an be taken, and enlarged; the size of 

the object can thus be increased to 120,- 

000 diameters. 

It is of special interest to us in Toronto, 

to know that the first electron miscroscope 

to be built on this continent, was constructed,—and 

much development work done— 

under the guidance of Dr. E. F. Burton, 

head of the Department of Physics, 

Toronto University. 

Some of the discoveries made with the 

aid of the electron microscope are positively 

amazing. Scientists are now able to 

watch what happens when disease-threatening 

bacteria attack the health-preserving 

germs of the human body. In a series of 

photographs, they see the attack, the deterioration 

of the disease bacteria, and finally 

after the fight has raged for. say half an 

hour in the bloodstream, the last picture 

shows the debris of the destroyed bacteria. 

In other fields, the electron miscroscope 

is proving itself equally invaluable. Chemists 

are using it for hundreds of industrial 

purposes, ranging from the production of 

artifi'cial silks to the improvement of building 

cements. The future development of 

plastics will depend largely upon information 

gained, through this instrument, on 

the combination of certain elements to obtain 

required results. 

Further development is coming. Already 

a society has been formed—the Electron 

Microscope Society of America—to carry 

on and stimulate work in this field. The 

future holds great promise of happier and 

more comfortable living through the discoveries 

made by the new electron microscope. 

A First Former’s First Tea Dance 

Bob Radford, IE 

Signs had been posted up all through dance with him. To his surprise she says 

the school announcing the tea dance with ‘'Yes”, and they get ready to dance—when 

first formers invited! There was great slides appear on the screen for the interexcitement 

among the lower school. The mission, 

junior boys suddenly developed an interest 

in dancing. 

This delay only makes our friend more 

determined to dance with that girl. After 

After days of waiting it is at last time -the slides are over they get ready to dance, 

for the dors to open and our first former is but when the music begins it is jitterbug 

one of the first in. The dancing begins, and he can only waltz. At last a waltz 

but he is a bit bashful. He can’t seem to is played and our friend finds himself gliclfigure 

out which girl to dance with. So ing across the floor with his favourite in 

he waits for two or three dances—and his arms—when a fourth former comes 

then he sees her—beautiful, delicate, and along and cuts in. Swearing softly to hima 

good dancer. 

He walks towards her but—what shall 

he say? So he waits two or three -more 

dances trying to muster up courage. At 

last, with a burst of bravery, he walks toward 

her again, only to find that someone 

has beat him to it. After that dance is 

over he walks up to her with quaking 

heart and asks if she will have the next 

self our friend walks away to wait until 

that piece is over. 

Then our first former again approaches 

the girl vowing that he will knock the teeth 

out of anyone who interferes. No one does. 

At last he has her to himself. Nobody is 

near and they are ready to dance—when 

the orchestra breaks out with “God Save 

the King” and the party is over.

When I came to the useful (?) section 

on “Driving”, I was informed that, having 

grasped the reins as described, I should 

start my horse by voice or by the reins, 

gently feeling the horse’s mouth, but 

neither pulling at, nor jerking, the reins! 

Next were “Lessons in bicycle riding”, 

wherein it was announced that “having 

selected your Modern Bicycle the first thing 

you want to accomplish is to be able to 

moun’t and dismount. Of course, the sadi 


35 

Ye Good Old Days 

Colin Hines, 4C 

One day not long ago I found in our 

musty attic a large volume entitled “Colliers 

Cyclopedia of Social and Commercial 

Information”—published in 1886—and, as 

I had nothing else to do at the time but 

homework, 1 took it down from the shelf 

to inspect it. 

It was divided into number of chapters, 

the first of which, under the heading of 

“grammar” offered, along with others, the 

following example sentences: “Whom dost 

thou serve?” “Whither goest thou5” and 

“The ark was a-preparing.” 

The next chapter I studied was presented 

as an aid to “The Letter Writer”. Tt 

gave a number of form letters, such as one 

“to the father of a young lady asking her 

hand in marriage.” Another asked permission 

to call upon a lady, while another 

complained of a lady’s coolness. 

die being nearly as high as your shoulder, 

it is impossible to vault on.” 

After some skipping, I reached a chapter 

on “Etiquette”, which informed me that 

“persons who have met at the house of a 

mutual friend without being introduced 

should not bow if they afterwards meet 

elsewhere. A bow implies acquaintance; 

and persons who have not been introduced 

are not acquainted,” and that an introduction 

given at a ball for the mere purpose 

of conducting a lady through a dance 

does not give the gentleman any right to 

bow to her on a future occasion.” 

Lastly came the most beautiful chapter 

in the entire book—the one dealing with 

“Courtship and Matrimony”, which yielded 

the following quotations: 

(On his request for a dance): “She finds 

it hard, very hard, to refuse him; and both, 

yielding at last to the alluring influences 

by which they are surrounded, discover 

at the moment of parting that a new and 

delightful moment has been awakened in 

their hearts.”' 

“It is true her heart may yet be won: 

she has to be wooed; and what fair 

daughter of Eve has not . . . CENSORED 

Mr. Hill, could this be what you mean 

by your favourite expression: “Oh, ye good 

old days!”?


Lady Lueille 

LAILLA ROTENBERG, 4C 

"Lucille has gone out! " 

"How did that happen? " I 'Cried as I 

hurried downstairs one cold morning. "How 

did you leave her last night?" 

" She seemed O.K .." David answered, 

" but ma)'lbe I didn't feed her enough. 

There was a little life in her when I got 

down this morning, but it went out when 

I shook her." 

LU'cille is our furnace. 

he is a very 

temperamental lady, and apt to overheat, 

but David had managed her fairly well, 

during out parents' absence until that zero 

morning when she went out. 

"Do you know how to build a fire? " I 

asked him as we went down to the furnace 

room. 

" No," he replied, " but one can always 

try." 

After surveying the ashes, he said to me, 

with all the pride of hi po ition as man 

of the house, "You can go and have your 

breakfast: I will handle Lucille." 

* * * 

An h01,lr later, when I carne down to 

see how he wa getting along, I found 

David peculiarly changed. His face was 

blackened with smoke, his hands were 

covered with a mixture of grease and soot 

his eyes were glazed, and he was muttering 

under his breath. 

" Haven't you got her started yet? " I 

asked anxiously. 

" No," he replied wearily. "I have t:ried 

it with the blower on, and I have tried 

it with the blower off, but the coal just 

won 't catch." 

"The temperature in the living room is 

down to ,fifty-eight, and is dropping fast. 

Maybe we ought to call the fire department." 

David passed up that suggestion with a 

scornful glance. "Don't be so stupid," he 

said. "They don't start fires. They just 

put them out." 

"It is getting very cold in the house," 

I reminded him. "We have to get that fire 

started fast. Perhaps it isn't hot enough 

in the furnace for the coal to burn. Maybe 

it needs more wood," I said, throwing in 

a half a dozen sticks of kindling. " When 

that gets going weil, we can add some 

coal and ... " YIy suggestion petered out. 

We stood there, wabching the fire slowly 

consume the wood, and lick indifferently 

at the coal. For a long time we were silent, 

staring at the flames. Then, 

, Look !" David cried excitedly. "A blue 

flame !" 

"That's coal burning," I said. " Put on 

some more! Don't let it go out! " 

"It won't," he reassured me, "once it 

has tarted." 

With ighs of profound relief we left Lucille 

to her meal, and wearily climbed upstair. 

• 

YIILDRED BELL, lA 

The dreamy dusk has just departed, 

The moonbeams' gala play has started, 

The dart across the rippling streams 

Where cool-eyed fish es have their 

dreams. 

Then out of the darkness slowly come 

Millions of stars, for the night's begun. 

The fire fly's phosphorescent light 

B etrays the secrecy of his flig ht. 

He flits across the da r.kened plain, 

O'er the st1'eams and down again, 

He settles quietly on a branch 

As the whispering wind and leaflets 

dance. 

The moon fades out, the sky looks bare, 

But soon a tint of red is there i 

And now Apollo's steeds arise 

To show themselves to mortal eyes. 

----~ 

T!' p-Same old game; T uberculin t est. 

Middle-Washing t he r otunda; Mr. Muir 

relaxes. 

Bott.om-M r. Siberry a nd wife; School 

nurse, Mis Gray.

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HANNIBAL 

A Diversion for Fourth Formers 

Bob Campbell and Keith Alexander, 4B 


Oh, in ancient Latin Readers 

The most outstanding of the leaders 

IF

Ray Wolfe 

4C 

THE PRINT 

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For Men Only 

Dan Freeman, 5B 


Me and A1 (he's the fellow in my class), of philosophy and said that people have 

was talking about us being in fifth form, more fun than anybody, 

and what possible chance we had of not A1 asked me what I was going to do if 

being in fifth form next year. A1 was a I passed, “Gees” I said. “Are you kidlittle 

depressed because he didn’t do so ding!” I was shocked. I hadn’t considered 

good on the last exams (eight failures, that possibility before. I asked him if he 

passed in P.T.), but he didn’t want to was going to join up when he got out, if he 

make me feel any worse, so he said there got out. And he said that the government 

was still a chance of us getting out. Where- had already relieved him of that responsiupon 

I said it was possible but not probable bility. 

whereupon he agreed. Then we started Then Al said something that made me 

talking about teachers, their moods, and think. He said, “I may hit the 'bull’s-eye 

our repredession of their various methods somewhere else,,but I’ll remember that it 

of teaching. We started off objectively, in was Jarvis that taught me to shoot 

a detached and prejudiced tone. However straight.” Coming from Al, this was pretty 

as we talked, Al forgot to be objective; in good, and then I realized it was true. Somefact, 

he got so un-objective as to say body once said that success was a function 

teachers weren’t human. He couldn’t see of preparation, and since we were being 

how any human bein’ could give him seven prepared at Jarvis, our success would, in 

in French and three in Algebra. 

part, depend on the amount of preparation 

Now, I didn’t do so good neither, but received at Jarvis, 

like I always said, I never let my personal After that it got confusing, so Al and I 

feelings interfere with my marks. So I went out to the corner for a coke. A cherry 

ups to Al, “Now look Al, you’re trying coke, 

to tell me that teachers aren’t human. 

Well, you take other professions. Dentists OUR MR. HOLMES 

frinstance. I’ve got a good dentist, and Mr. Holmes was born in England but 

anyways you can’t be specific when you received his public and high school traintalk 

about professions.” 

ing in the schools of Picton, Ontario. On 

Al got a glazed look in his eyes, shook leaving high school he enlisted in the Royal 

his head “no”, and mumbled “yes”. And Canadian Artillery for service in the prethat’s 

one thing I like about school, (the vious war. It was at Passchendale in 1917 

only thing). It teaches you to think that he suffered a seriously disabling 

straight, and if you’re shown you’re wrong, wound when a German shell exploded, he 

you admit it. Alter Al stopped mumbling being the only one of ten to survive. After 

to hisself, we talked some more about a succession of hospitals he returned to 

teachers, just for variety sake. 

Canada and entered Toronto University. 

Like there was that time that a certain He took the honour course in Chemistry 

chemistry teacher trying to light a Bunsen and Mineralogy; a year at the College of 

burner, burns out three matches before he Education—the Bachelor of Paedagogy 

realized he was holding the match over degree—a year of professional work at 

the wrong burner. He looked up at us Mount Allison University, and he was 

with a half-apologetic, half-defiant grin, ready for Ontario high school work. Besort 

of sheepish like, then lit the right fore coming to Jarvis in 1930, Mr. Holmes 

one. Oh well, I didn’t figure on passing taught at Oshawa and Smith Falls. He 

in Chemistry anyways, nohow. 

is now at the Department of Education 

And the time that a student teacher as editor of text-books, 

in third form, pushed us forcefully through Mr. Holmes’ sound teaching, his wide 

half a period of rather well-taught Algebra knowledge, his quiet but fertile wit, and 

before we could explain to him that it was his ready helpfulness endeared him to all 

a literature period. So Al put in his bit who knew him. 

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Wartime in the Old School 

Adele Ylinen & Shirley Ashmore, SC 

Jarvis at war! This was just as 

familiar a phrase during World War I. 

What was Jarvis like then? Was it as busy 

and interesting as now? Were there as 

many clubs and organizations? 

Who would remember? Miss Thomas 

would know. She was a teacher here during 

those years. One Saturday afternoon 

we found ourselves sitting in her livingroom 

chatting pleasantly. With a faraway 

look in her eyes and a voice full of pride 

with creaky, wooden, spiral stair-cases at 

opposite ends of the building, leading up 

to the antiquated Assembly Hall on the 

third floor. A former carriage-house, just 

behind the school, 'had been slightly remodelled 

and was used as the girl’s gym. 

Not only was the building smaller, but 

naturally the number of pupils attending 

was smaller than now, and the number 

decreased as the war went on. In 1917 

only ten Jarvisites received their Honour 

Matriculation. 

and emotion she told us of those outstanding 

Jarvisites such as Bert Nevitt, Jack Even as now Jarvis students knitted for 

Diamond, Roy Mitchener and many others the boys overseas. A weekly donation of 

who fought for freedom then. 

five cents per person provided the main 

bulk of money used by Miss Thomas to 

In those days Jarvis boasted a uniformed, 

well-trained cadet corps. Miss interest on the War Bonds also helped. 

purchase the wool. The accumulating 

Thomas was an ardent supporter and their Mr. Allin, our present principal, kindly 

chief “recruiting sergeant.” It seemed a offered the use of half a cupboard, in which 

little uncertain as to whether it was the to store the wool. 

great interest in the corps or the regular 

Friday afternoon holiday for cadet practice, 

which produced such enthusiasm. half contained the unused stuffed birds. 

There was only one objection—the other 

A peculiar pungent odour clung to the 

Of course, War Bonds were sold during wool even after it had been removed from 

the last war and Jarvis went “all out” in the cupboard, and apparently all those 

her effort. A ribbon thermometer was who knitted then could never quite forget 

kept in the entrance hall and the amount it. 

of money collected was marked by the 

hand of the little girl, cut from one of the 

Government War Bond posters. As the 

money was collected the little girl was to 

show the grand total. Both teachers and 

pupils gathered in the hall at recess to 

watch Mr. Jefferies, the principal, raise 

her. 

The knitted articles were contributed 

to the Red Cross, or sent in bundles to 

ex-Jarvisites such as Captain Park, who 

distributed them to their men. 

There were only two girls’ organizations 

in the school at this time—the Lit. Society 

and the Y.W.C.A. While listening to Miss 

Thomas or other guest speakers, the girls 

often hemmed towels for the Red Cross. 

The 'bronze plaque in our rotunda, containing 

the names . . of those gallant lads who The Farmerette Brigade was started durgave 

their lives in the last war, and the ing the last years of the War, mainly under 

perpetual light 'beneath it, were paid for the control of the Y.W.C.A. The girls 

with part of this money. The beautiful could obtain either their Junior or Honour 

murals on our auditorium walls, painted as Matriculation by this patriotic work, but 

a memorial to the Jarvis war victims, were not both, as they can now. 

paid for by the rest of the money from the 

bonds. 

Jarvis’ illustrious Doughnut Drive, 

Operetta and Variety Show, had their pre- 

To view Jarvis through a student’s eyes, decessors in a Picture Sale, a Book Sale 

we called on Mrs. Diltz, who was a student and a Bazaar. At Dr. Hardy’s personal 

then. She remembered it as an old building request, many Canadian artists sent one 

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or more pictures to the school, to be sold 

at a Grand Auction. The sale was widely 

publicized, bpth by posters and through 

the contacts of the pupils. All Toronto 

knew of Jarvis’ wonderful Picture Sale. 

When the pictures had all been assembled, 

a number of the students carefully carried 

the paintings from the school to the Central 

Y.M.C.A. where the public auction 

was to be held. The net profit was seven 

hundred and sixty dollars. Half the proceeds 

went to the painters, the other half 

to the school. 

The Book Sale was organized by Dr. 

*1110 Sottf ojj the M&utinfy 

Pape* Ray 

Fred Corcoran, 2C 

Every morn at half-past five, 

Long ere the rest of the world is alive, 

My alarm clock rings and tells me it's time 

To rise and earn my daily dime. 

Throwing papers at steps and door 

Is a way of improving my batting score; 

I try to aim them straight and true, 

And the ones I miss arc very fciv. 

Within my paper, what will they find? 

News and views of every kind, 

I never have time for myself, to see,— 

Everyone reads my papers but me. 

When I see the last big house appear, 

I hurl the paper with a cheer. 

I’d gladly do papers day and night, 

If the last of the houses was always in 

sight. 

Arriving home at seven o’clock 

I find no one up with whom to talk; 

So I sit me down and write this ditty, 

And hope the “Magnet” will show some 

pity. 

Hardy in much the same manner. It was 

on a smaller scale and therefore held at 

a private home. 

They were not backward in social life 

either, as was proved by the monstrous 

Bazaar and Dance held at the school. Even 

the desks were removed from several of 

the rooms in which the fete was to be held. 

Candy and novelties, some of which were 

made by the pupils, were sold As an added 

attraction, fortune-telling booths were 

set up. 

You see, Jarvis was just as busy then 

as now. 

Students Plea 

Harold N. Segal, 5A 

I find that I’m writing 

With heavy, sad heart . . . 

1 find that I’m writing 

In pain from the start . . . 

So please have the goodness, 

The graciousness too, 

To give me a sixty . . . 

I’d do it for you! 

*7a a QoldjjUU 

John D. Grube, 2C 

Oh graceful goldfish gently gliding 

In your bowl or pond, 

Tropic Isle or coral reef, 

Of these were you once fond? 

Would you rather swim at ease 

With all the oceans yours? 

With sharks and myriad other fish 

Arid herons from the shores; 

Or would you rather stay at home 

A Disney picture-show? 

Or arc you just as happy here, 

In any H-2-0?

44 

Lucky Loser 

D. Etherington, 5C 


Happy, the wife and I? ... Of course had never heard of Ava Road then. \\ ell, 

we are happy. Yet, our meeting was the this was one on me. Naturally my sister 

result of spiteful action! 

must not know. I listened until I heard 

You see, I am a careless ‘chap, always Myra and my mother in the kitchen, chatlosing 

things: my cash, my keys, and so tering and fussing about dinner, 

on. For this fault I once got in wrong with I suppose I could have mailed that purse 

my sister Myra, over a key she had loaned back; but you know, that seemed a 

me. She nagged and nagged, you know coward's trick; maybe I liked that name, 

how sisters are. She shut up only when even then. “Rose-Mary”, 

we had to board a rush-hour street car. I rang the phone number on the card. 

The people pushed on as though it were I wondered how to begin. Maybe she 

the last car leaving a doomed city. We wouldn’t be home yet. But she was: it 

pushed on, too and we were wedged in, for was she who answered. She didn’t even 

all the world like a complete package of know that she had lost it, hadn't missed 

cigarettes. Myra bit and scratched like all it yet. I thought of inventing some crazy 

the others, I pushed, and there we were, story; that I’d found it, or something, but 

very close together for two people not on when I heard her voice, somehow I couldn’t, 

speaking terms; she kept her head turned I just told her the whole silly truth. She 

from me. There was a jolt which threw was a swell kid—you know that. She just 

the people ahead of me slightly forward; laughed, 

then I caught sight of something which When Myra came past I was just ringgave 

me an idea. So! Myra was always so ing off. 

careful. Well, I would teach her a lesson “Making a date with some poor girl?” 

in tolerance, I would show her how easily she said. “She little knows that you will 

one lost stuff. What I’d seen was just a probably have lost her before the night is 

glimpse of a brown leather purse peeping over.” 

from the large side pocket of sister’s coat. But Myra was wrong. Rose-Mary is one 

Then the car lunged us back again, and thing I cannot be careless about. For the 

furtively I transferred the purse from her night I snaffled her purse, she got me for 

pocket to mine. I smiled inwardly at the keeps! 

thought of her face when she should discover 

her loss, when she would find herself 

in the same class as her careless 

brother. I decided I must be present when 

that happened. 

Once in the house and alone, I pulled 

out the purse, hoping there would be plenty 

inside. I shook the contents on the bed. 

There was a five dollar bill, some change, 

two car tickets, but those I did not pay 

much attention to. It was the registration 

card -which held my eye, for there on it 

was a strange name: “Rose-Mary Shadder” 

it said. We stared at each other, her name 

and I, through the cellophane. There were 

some personal cards, too. There I sat, you 

can imagine! . . . My little joke had rebounded. 

A pickpocket! Well, at least 

she had already paid her fare, I comforted 

myself. The address was unfamiliar, I 

Qeli*. 

Norman Sherman, 3D 

OPTIONAL MEMORY WORK 

FOR FORM III 

The cat comes in 

on little jog feet. 

He sits looking back 

on the tracks he made 

on the kitchen floor, 

And then—makes morell! 

* * * 

JTis said that a Jap has three stages of 

meeting people during his life time. When 

he is born, he meets his parents; when he 

grows up, he is sent to the front, where 

he meets his brothers. Then he comes in 

contact with a Marine, and he meets his 

ancestors. 

1 -torSfr

Ray Woue 

4C 

THE REVIEWING STAND

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SOCIAL COMMITTEE 

At one of the first meetings of the 

Council this year, it was decided that it 

would be desirable to form an individual 

committee to carry on the social activities 

of the council. A number of senior pupils 

at once volunteered to handle details of 

social events sponsored by the Council 

and hence became known as the Social 

Committee. Ruth Lawrence, the president 

of the War Council, acts as chairman, while 

Mr. Strachan sits in on their meetings as 

an advisor. During the first term a Sweater 

Hop and during January both a tea dance 

and a fashion show were directed by the 

newly formed committee. They are now 

planning (and by the time the Magnet 

comes off the press—will have held) a 

not only persuaded the entire school to 

pledge S400.00, but also accomplished the 

even more magnificent job of collecting 

this splendid total. If after relating all 

the attainments of the S.W. & M Committee, 

anyone is yet in ignorance or in 

doubt as to who directs and advises this 

miracle-working commitee (we’re sure it 

can't be a Jarvisite) we disclose his name: 

Mr. Hill. What would Jarvis ever do without 

you, Mr. Hill? 

KNITTING CLUB 

It’s a man’s world and the masculine 

male by dint of his ‘manly superiority’ has 

penetrated all fields of endeavour- that is, 

all fields except the Jarvis Knitting Club. 

Here Fran Kent and her staff of fellow 

concert corresponding to last year’s knitters (Lenore Reynolds, 4C; Claire Dib- 

Variety Show. Congratulations to the So- hie, 3B; and Phyllis Ball, 3B); still reign 

cial Committee for their excellent job! supreme. In fact we hear that the Knitting 

SALVAGE AND WAYS AND 

MEANS COMMITTEE 

While the Salvage Committee is really 

quite distinct and separate from the Ways 

and Means Committee the two are invariably 

confused and taken to be one committee. 

And since after all ‘salvage’ is one 

of the means used by the latter staled committee, 

we of the Magnet shall be so bold 

as to combine them for the sake of this 

report. The S.W. & M. Committee got off 

Club is so efficient that they keep the 

treasury broke just buying wool. To dale 

they have surrendered over a hundred knitted 

articles to the Distribution Committee, 

all of which have been despatched overseas. 

This year Miss Nesbitt once more 

gave generously of her time and talents 

and had the kind co-operation of other 

staff members, namely Miss Elliot, Miss 

Cosens, Miss McCamus and Miss Sears. 

GIRLS’ WORK 

to a good start this year with a basket This fall, combining education with the 

drive in which they managed to inveigle necessities of war, the Grade Nine girls 

Jarvisites into bringing the grand and good- in Miss Cosens’ Home Economics class 

ly total of 3000 baskets, which netted have been engaged in war work. Besides 

sixty dollars to the general assets of the having completed over six hundred tapes 

Council. The ‘Great Basket Drive’ was for blood serum bottles, the girls have 

followed by the even “Greater Paper Drive’ made night gowns and face cloths for 

in which four thousand pounds of paper the Red Cross to distribute to war victims 

worth fifteen dollars were collected. overseas. Miss Cosens has set up a display 

Not being satisfied with these miracu- in one of the cases in the rotunda, so that 

lous achievements they set about and all interested may see the work the Grade 

organized Pledge Week during which they Nine girls are engaging in.

Top—WAR SERVICE COUNCIL EXECUTIVE—Cliff llickling, Ruthe Lawrence, Mr. 

Strachan, Frances Kent, Mr. Sheppard, Gloria Morgan, Mr. Nelson, Miss 

Nesbitt, Mr. Muir. (Absent—Leonard Wratten.) 

Middle—And so to the Post Office. 

Bottom—Parcels ready for shipment overseas.

4S 

To “Tony” Wright 

Charles W. Booth 


This tribute is from one former Jams teacher to another. Mr. Wright was 

rugby coach and mathematics teacher from 1936 to 1941. His death in England 

is one of the most deeply-felt tragedies that the 'school has experienced. This poem 

recalls Mr. Wright’s own wide travelling and reading—and his amazing enthusiasm 

and love of life. 

They told vie you were dead, and, with a sigh, 

I saw again the light withing your eye, 

And heard- once more those stirring talcs of old 

Retold. 

How often had the fervour of your voice 

Thrilled to the golden verses of your choice, 

.4s bold Ulysses called upon his men 

Again. 

Ulysses, “Roaming with a hungry heart”— 

Those brave, immortal lines—“I am a part 

Of all that I have met”—They were so true 

Of you! 

In life exulting, longing for the sight 

Of distant lands, far harbours, islands bright— 

Dreams of adventure upon foreign shores 

Were yours. 

“Some work of noble note may yet be done,” 

You said, and thought of battles to be won, 

Bringing world-freedom and, throughout the earth, 

Rebirth! 

Then, you stood in readiness to meet 

Some fateful climax upon fearless feet, 

Alone, you drew a final, faltering breath 

hi death. 

And new, beyond some distant cloud-capped rise 

Where fairer vistas open to your eyes, 

Over the faint horizons of the land 

You stand. 

Yet, entering some well-remembered place, 

I half expect to see your friendly face, 

As, deep within my listening heart I hear 

You near! 

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honour Soil 

Splciulor Sine Oeeasu 

KILLED 

Army: Ardagh, George 

A.F.: Briggs, Evan R. 

Army: Burness, K. C. 

A.F. Daniels, George 

A.F. Duff, Fred 

A.F. Dunlea, Allen 

A.F. Follows, Wm. 

A.F. Fortner, James 

A.F. Gcddes, Archibald 

A.F. Gordon, David 

A.F. Handforth, Stan 

A.F. Heather, Roderick 

Army: Hiscox, Walter 

A.F. Jackes, James 

A.F. Jones, Leslie 

A.F. Keedwell, Roy 

A.F. Kerr, Lloyd 

Army: Macdougall, M. 

A.F.: 

Army: MacMillan, Ernest 

A.F.: McMenomy, Sidney 

A.F.: Newell, Walter 

Navy: Nixon, Allan 

A.F.: Northmore, Martin 

A.F.: Riggs, Lewis 

A.F.: Russell, Edwin 

A.F.: Scandiffio, Thomas 

A.F.: Scott, Howard 

A.F.: Silcox, John 

A.F.: Smith, Gordon 

A.F.: Sutcliffe, Carmen 

A.F.: Taylor, Wm. 

A.F.: Taynen, Donald 

A.F.: Thomson, Ivan 

A.F.: Upshall, Lloyd 

A.F.: Vale, Francis 

Army: Ward, Ronald 

Army: Wright, Thomas 

(staff) 

A.F.: Yates, Edward 

MISSING 

Barrett, Norman 

Foster Alfred 

Gunn, Wm. 

A.F.: 

A.F.: 

MacLennan, Norman A.F.: 

A.F.: Jacob, Jack 

A.F.: 

A.F.: 

Army: Otton, Wm. 

Army: Pearce, Wm. 

A.F.: Quinlan, J. Wren 

Mathieson, Donald 

Munro, Roy 

Navy: Ross, Duncan 

A.F.: Rundle, Douglas 

A.F.: St. Ours, Joseph 

Army: Thompson, Robert 

A.F.: Tidy, Charles

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Dear Minerva:— 

Just a Line - - 

H.M.C.S. Trillium. 

My many thanks for the carton of cigarettes 

you forwarded to me. They could 

not have arrived at a more appropriate 

time, as my financial circumstances were 

dwindling fast. It really makes a fellow 

feel inwardly thankful when he realizes 

that those at home are thinking of him, 

especially when his old school does. One 

never fully appreciates his true friends until 

he has to leave them. 

Bill Peters 

H.M.C.S. Stadacona. 

NAVY 

At present I am secretary to Lieut. Bryant, 

the Executive Officer in the building 

in which I work. I felt very honoured in 

being chosen out of the four of us, especially 

when the other three had all had two 

or three years’ office experience and I had 

none. It was the fact that I had my Senior 

Matric that gave me the position. . . 

Although we work hard all day, there 

is a great variety of entertainment in the 

evenings. There is a very good movie each 

evening, practices for another Ship’s Concert, 

dances, tennis, softball, golf, swimming 

and many other things. There is 

never a dull moment in the Navy. 

Margaret Morris 

H.M.C.S. Cornwallis 

What a pleasant surprise to find the 

“Magnet” in my mail bag the other day! 

I have perused it with pleasure and have 

viewed with interest the activities of the 

old school in war time . . . This base is 

ideal for training. It is situated high on 

the shore of the Beautiful Annapolis Basin. 

The surrounding country is superb. I do 

not blame the Nova Scotians for boasting 

of this land of theirs. 

Ruth Gouinlock 

Nursing Sister 

ARMY 

Somewhere in England 

I want to thank you, the staff and pupils 

of the school for your many kindnesses 

since coming over to England. It means 

a lot to know that someone remembers 

you. At the present time I am on the last 

course I have to take before getting my 

commission in the Artillery. It is a lengthy 

course, over five months, which means it 

will be sometime in February before I get 

commissioned. This course is at an English 

school and our barrack room is half 

English, half Canadian. About the greatest 

difference is in our sense of humour. 

F. C. Clayton 

Italy 

This is a land of desolation and heat. 

The people are, for the most part, poor 

and uneducated, and how they ever manage 

to eke out a mere existence is puzzling. 

Their mode of life is very primitive, just 

like some of those biblical pictures. They 

still thresh wheat by donkey or a turnstile. 

The wine is made by children walking on 

the grapes in their bare feet (often dirty) 

—After witnessing this I swore off the 

vino, which sells for one or two shillings 

a bottle. 

W. Kane


England 

The censors tell us that discussion of 

anything vital or even remotely connected 

with the war effort is taboo so we are 

practically reduced to three subjects: food, 

scenery and the matter of leave. Leaves 

are a problem: either (a) when you figure 

you can afford it, the C.O. says “NO!” or 

(b) when he says “YES” you can’t afford 

it. In case anyone does know, C.O. stands 

for Commanding Officer and not, as my 

batman maintains, for “Continuous Objector". 

I did manage to wangle a few 

days over Christmas and Hogmanay (New 

Year's Eve) up in Scotland, and proved to 

my own satisfaction that the poor Scotsman 

is very much maligned! 

I'd like nothing better at this point than 

to be able to walk down those long cool 

corridors again and maybe peek through 

a few back-windows at some of my old 

Form Masters pushing the younger generation 

around. 

F. A. Hales 

Italy 

Italy 

I didn t get in on the invasion of Sicily 

Dut came there towards the end, in time 

° get into rest camp. After a week of 

leisure amid the heat and dust on a Sicilian 

mountain, where grapes, oranges, lemons, 

hgs, pomegranates, apples and all sorts of 

vegetables grow in profusion, we went to 

the shore opposite Italy and took our 

places in invasion barges for a trip that 

was similar but a little further than the 

stretch of water between Toronto and 

Centre Island. It was duck soup! Jerry 

sent over a few planes to drop occasional 

bombs and the odd burst of machine gun 

fire, but it was merely annoying and 

damage was practically nil. The “Evties” 

gave so little resistance it isn’t worth 

mentioning, but we hated to have them 

give up, since that stopped us from confiscating 

their pistols, watches, and binoculars. 

Harry Gresswell 


The gift box arrived early this week but 

I am afraid it had a bit of a “Cooks Tour” 

catching up with me. All the contents are 

grand. I think I enjoyed the box of seedless 

raisins the most, and if I was going 

to thank anyone in particular, I would 

have to thank Mr. McKerracher for those, 

as they certainly reminded me of the days 

he used to catch me eating sugar or 

raisins in class. 

R. D. Barron 


We are in a very interesting part of the 

world and our education is being improved 

under somewhat different circumstances 

from an ordinary pleasure cruise. Sicily 

was interesting, although very dusty and 

dirty. Aside from the big towns, which are 

fairly modern, the towns are about the 

lowest form of life we have yet seen, and 

a poor advertisement for the Fascist way 

way of life. Fruit is very abundant—quite 

a contrast to our town in 'England. The 

scenery is well worth seeing, mostly moun- 

tains, including of course, Mount Etna, 

smoking away. We get a swim occasionally 

in a mountain stream, generally ice cold. 

There is lots of sun and heat, although we 

lived in a cloud for three days at 4500 feet 

and got pretty wet. 

Roy Burness 

I have visited London twice on week-end 

leaves. On our second trip we arrived in 

London late Saturday night and we were 

unable to obtain sleeping accommodations 

in any of the clubs. We slept in a large 

air raid shelter open at night for the forces 

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were three deep with a mattress, pillow and 

two blankets for each. It was verv com- 

fortable. 

Jim Youens 

who can't find a place to sleep. The shelter 

had a dry canteen and all other conveni- 

ences in it. It was about one hundred and 

fifty feet below the earth’s surface and 

made of steel and concrete. Our wing of 

the shelter accommodated approximately 


five hundred. It made one appreciate how 

people over here have slept during blitz 

bombing days. The beds in the shelter 

AIRFORCE 

Dartmouth, N.S. currency the franc. I would suggest you 

tell Mr. Brokenshire to stress the meaning 

I am on an American Motor Torpedo of “navets”. 

Boat, which was obtained from the States 

through the Lend Lease Act. It is about It was one bright evening in a French 

eighty-five feet long and will travel well restaurant and I was interpreter of the 

over forty miles an hour, which is a very French menu. There was “Legumes and 

fast speed for any sort of travel on water. then an unfamiliar word. Upon careful 

The boat is used for coastal patrol and for consideration we decided we would have 

aiding crashes of aircraft at sea. Many it. To me, turnips are the worst thing in 

interesting situations arise on the boat due the world, and there were millions, No 

to the fact that our skipper was an old more need be said. 

R.C.M-P. man, skipper of one of their boats 

used for the chasing of rum-runners. This 

is not so bad, but the first mate was an 

old, un-caught, un-proven rum-runner. 

Anytime they get together there are some 

very amusing comments. 

G. Sutherland 

England 

I see Mr. McKerracher is still down 

there. He’s a great chap. Made me sit 

down and like Shakespeare when we took 

Murray Hayes up Richard II in third, something I thought 

I could never do. I’ve always remembered 

Somewhere in England 0ne little part and I’ve tried to use it as 

Just as were leaving the rotunda, Lady 

Astor reached out and took hold of my 

sleeve; she was talking on the phone by 

the door at the time. “Just a moment”, 

she said, “I want to see you Canadians”, 

We waited until she concluded her conversation 

and then she came up and asked 

us the usual, where we were from and what 

jobs we were doing in England. She was 

very friendly indeed, and anxious that we 

should know that one of her houses was 

converted into a hospital for overseas personnel. 

She introduced us to David Kirkwood, 

“the grand old man from Glasgow”. 

He talked to us for nearly half an hour. 

J. D. Reid 

North Africa 

Now I am in Africa. I was just in the 

way of English currency and the multitudes 

of accents when they sent me down 

here. The language is French and the 

my motto. It runs as follows: 

“Mine honour and my life; both grow 

in one, 

Take honour from me and my life is 

done. 

Then, dear my liege, mine honour let 

me try 

In that 1 live, and for that will I die.” 

Please tell him I was asking for him. He 

may remember me. 

Walt Newel 

England 

I had an amusing experience while in 

Scotland. During a take-off, one of the 

engines failed, and I was forced to bring 

the plane to a stop quickly or topple off 

the runway into the sea. Two bicyclists 

at the end of the run-way were right in 

the way. They spied the plane looming 

up on them and took to their bikes. They 

started to pedal like a couple of Jarvisites 

hurtling along Wellesley St. to get in be- 

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fore the bell. I was able to keep the plane 

under control and when we stopped to calm 

our nerves we started laughing at the 

cyclists. They were still flying. 

Jimmy Smith 

Middle East 

West Africa was hot and humid. Disease 

spreads so rapidly there, that our 

whole squadron was in danger of being 

rendered useless by malaria. Our particular 

section of West Africa was known as 

the White Man’s Graveyard. Since my 

stay was so short I managed to leave those 

parts without so much as a headache. In 

fact I was rather disappointed, for I had 

set my heart on contracting at least a 

jungle fever. Christmas found us in the 

desert. For the first time in my life I 

was fully prepared to miss my Christmas 

dinner. However, Christmas Eve found 

the supply lines over-flowing with turkeys, 

plum pudding and all the things that go 

with it to make a Christmas dinner the 

dinner of the year. It was good, all the 

better because for once the cooks managed 

to keep the sand out of the dinner, the 

one and only time, by the way! 

Doug. Appleton 

England 

Your very welcome parcel reached me 

in perfect condition and I want you all to 

know that I appreciate the parcel, and the 

kindly thoughts behind it, very much. For 

the English, everything stops for tea, but 

for the Canadians, it’s mail-time that 

causes a sensation. 

Nassau, Bahamas 

These islands are like a clump of little 

oases stuck in the middle of the ocean. Of 

course being in the tropics you can imagine 

the type of vegetation and plants there 

are here. It reminds me of your greenhouse 

off the botany lab. The bug situation of 

course is bad, but I am so used to being 

bitten by mosquitos and sand-flies that I 

don’t have to scratch anymore. There are 

so many lizards around that it becomes 

a habit in the morning to shake out your 

shoes to see who got in them during the 

night. I have shaken out everything from 

scorpions to large cockroaches. 

Bob Servos 

Overseas 

It takes a long time to get on “Ops” 

over here, at least the way I am going 

about it. At present we are doing nothing 

but ground school work, eight hours a day. 

You might have heard of a “General Reconnaissance 

Course” which it is necessary 

to have before you can get on Coastal 

Command. I can’t tell you anything about 

our course because it is all secret. Ask 

the boys there at school if they would like 

to spend weeks doing nothing Dut writing 

notes and spending hours on complicated 

drawing, knowing all the time that you 

had to burn them at the end of the course. 

You can see we have to really know the 

work that we take here, because we will 

have no notes to refer back to. As the 

instructors all say, “It is just a piece of 

cake.” 

Huntley Gordon 

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Distribution Committee 


Will the fifth form chemistry class ever 

forget the day we almost accused Mr. Muir 

of black magic? The lesson had got well 

underway, in fact it was in the middle of 

the period when a boy in a blue sweater 

suddenly popped out of Mr. Muir’s little 

room, seized a parcel from the huge stack 

piled on the desk and promptly disappeared 

into the little room again. Almost immediately 

he reappeared wearing a red sweater, 

seized another box and disappeared as before. 

We were fascinated. But this was 

nothing; out he popped again, this time 

in a green sweater and -wildly waving a 

glue brush. The mighty fifths sat with 

drooping jaws in utter amazement as Mr. 

Muir innocently unaware of the goings-on 

behind him, continued the lesson, Of 

course when suddenly three boys walked 

out, one in red, one in blue, and third in 

green, we understood that we had merely 

made the acquaintance of the Distribution 

Committee. 

This committee has already sent out two 

hundred and eighty boxes since the beginning 

of the school year. In October they 

sent out two hundred and twenty-five dollars 

worth of cigarettes to supply two 

hundred ex-Jarvisites. Mr. Muir and his 

Distribution Committee take charge of 

packing the overseas parcels, addressing 

them (with the aid of lists from the History 

Club) and putting the proper amount 

of postage on them. We have it from a 

rumour that for two or three days after 

each batch of parcels is despatched the 

members of the above named committee 

have spells in which they imagine they 

are stamp-licking machines and go about 

attempting to lick all shiny objects in 

view. Of course we haven’t been able to 

confirm this as yet. 

Doughnuts and Coffee 

Nancy Cox, 4C 

While wiping off the counter I mused As I neared the kitchen window with 

that canteen duty is fun, but it requires my first order, the juke-box was playing 

hard work and concentration. The trays the “Canteen Bounce”. The piece seemed 

of cups are heavy and one has to keep re- to be a favorite that Tuesday, and I was 

peating to oneself—two coffee, one tea, sure it had been played at least one hundred 

four hot dogs and a coke. However, you times already. Various odours reached me 

are doing a job for the boys— 

My thoughts were interrupted by the 

words, 

“Blondie come over here! We only have 

a few minutes left.” 

I turned. There were those young, eager 

boys again. Not the same flight, of course, 

but the lads are all alike, strong, healthy 

and proud to be wearing the uniform of 

the Royal Canadian Air Force. Standing, 

with their corporal, in a group around my 

counter, the airmen resembled school-boys 

waiting in line at a cafeteria. When they 

began to order, however, I knew they were 

boys no longer, but men with men’s appetites. 

from the kitchen, especially one, which 

told me bacon and eggs were on the menu 

for that day. 

When 'I returned to my end of the 

counter, two soldiers were having a game 

of ping-pong in the corner. The rhythmic 

click, click, click of the ping-pong ball was 

soon drowned out by the stuttering of the 

toy machine-gun in the airplane game nearby. 

Suddenly a voice bellowed from the 

microphone in the corner of the sewing 

room, that Flight Sixty-one was wanted 

outside. Immediately there was a wild 

scramble for the door. In vain I tried to 

discover if my customer wanted a cone or 

a coke. I brought him the latter. Someone 

behind me inquired;


“Would you pardon me for a minute?” 

I turned quickly and narrowly escaped 

knocking over a rack of golden brown 

doughnuts. Having just been made they 

had a fragrant aroma, and nothing is tastier 

than a fresh doughnut. The temptation 

was too great and I took one. 

I went to fill my order for coffee and 

found, much to my dismay, that there 

were no cups. Hopefully I peeked into the 

kitchen. Luck was against me and, resigned 

to my fate, I picked up a towel. The 

clatter of dirty dishes being brought in 

and washed and the heat from the steaming 

pots made me dread the next few 

minutes. 

£ 

Mr. Hill calls for funds again. 

At last I had my cups of coffee and I I began to wonder what there was to be 

danced towards my counter to the tune of happy about. Everywhere I looked I saw 

“Juke Box Saturday Night.” All too late uniforms, khaki, air force and navy blue. 

I noticed the bright blue smock of the There was no aroma of doughnuts now, 

canteen leader in front of me. We collided. 0nly the odour of disinfectant from the 

There was a deafening crash and pieces of boys’ uniforms. I gave a bottle top a final 

broken china lay scattered on the floor. tug which sent the cap hurling through 

Coffee spilt everywhere. Someone had a the air. The drink fizzed over the top 

cloth and was drying the leader’s clothes. of the bottle and over me. Now—I was 

I did not dare look at her face. After of- 

soaking wet too. At that moment the 

fering my apologies, I returned humbly to corporal's voice came over the microphone: 

my counter and began to wait on the airmen 

again. 

“Flight Sixty-five report for drill immediately!” 

A negro soldier was playing “Old Black The boys, whom I had just served, 

Joe” on the piano now. The boys crowded finished their food and, shouting their 

around to listen for he played well. Sud- thanks to me, rushed for the open door, 

denly I could no longer hear the music. . 

The Navy band arrived and stamped While I wiped off the counter again, I 

across the floor in their heavy boots. The consoled myself with the thought that I was 

gobs looked extremely smart in their navy helping the war effort and the boys rea y 

blue outfits. 

did appreciate it. Then I heard the familiar 

saying: 

I was having a struggle with the top of 

a pop bottle when from some concealed 

radio I heard: 

“Here we are, the Happy Gang’s here.’ 

“Well here we are, Blondie, and we only 

have a few minutes.” 

The rush had started again.

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We are Surveyed 


Knock! Knock! A pretty head popped 

in at the classroom door and a serious 

voice announced, “The doctors are ready 

for you!” 

Slowly, and in very alphabetical order, 

the class filed out to the Auditorium. We 

had been told all about the tuberculosis 

survey; nevertheless, to see the great wide 

open spaces of the “Aud” dotted with so 

many white-garbed officials, made us realize 

how they prepared for invasions and 

battles and similar slaughterings. As our 

line passed in, a nurse seized us by the 

arm, and gave us a dab of ether; we were 

then shunted by another nurse into another 

line, where a doctor stabbed a needle into 

our arm; then another traffic Red Cross 

worker steered us into a third line, where 

we received a really tough scrubbing with 

ether; this was followed, before we had 

time to faint, by the slapping of an adhesive 

patch on the ethereal (?) spot. Skilfully 

manoeuvering our way through the 

various lines, we returned, full of wonder 

and tuberculin, to our prosaic but homelike 

classrooms. 

Two mornings later, we returned for 

(a) removal of the “patch”, and (b) reading 

of the intracutaneous test. While still 

edging in at the doorway, a trifle apprehensive 

about the unpleasant possibilities 

of (a), we suddenly found ourselves “presenting 

arms” to a Red Cross uniform, 

who gave one snappy zip and—the patch 

was gone. The examination of the other 

arm was highly mathematical; our minute 

red spot was measured in millimetres and 

entered as an equation; three people saw 

to it that our entries were properly made. 

That was enough excitement for that day! 

Another two days later, another full 

morning of study was generously sacrificed 

by us for the second examination—that 

of the patch, which had been developing 

at its slower rate all this time. More lineups, 

measurements, verdicts, and entries— 

and we were “done”. 

Just an entertaining break in school 

routine to most of us; actually, an impressive 

demonstration of the increasing services 

of our Health Department in the 

Secondary Schools, and a reminder to even 

the most thoughtless that there might be 

worse places to have to go to than school! 

Culture 

Orkan Stasior, 2C 

A wild rose looks both bright and sweet 

| Among the woods or fields of wheat; 

1 But cultivated, it becomes 

3* A symbol which with beauty numbs. 

A wild fruit tree grows fine and tall, 

But try its fruit—bitter and small; 

T jl The orchard tree may smaller be, 

I M êt> *ts serves us splendidly. 

I I A wild field strikes the eye indeed, 

With flower, and grass, stone and weed; 

But take the cultivated field— 

A bumper crop will be its yield. 

A boy or girl from street or farm 

Is full of strength and worth and charm; 

But schooled, becomes a fount of thought, 

Master of life, honored and sbught. 

Listen, who ever it may concern! 

It pays to work, yet more to learn, 

Pays to strive for higher aim 

Here is the truth; here is my claim.

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Atlantic Encounter 

(An Actual Experience) 

It was cold, freezing cold. The sea and 

the sky were a glittering icy blue that dazzled 

one’s eyes. The sun, a brilliant golden 

ball, seemed fixed in the chilly firmament. 

Often we neared massive ice bergs which 

gave one the impression of white dream 

castles so beautifully described in fairy 

tales. 

Our liner ploughed swiftly along, leaving 

a frothy white wake. We were quite alone. 

Only yesterday we had been able to look 

around us and see our companions in the 

convoy; now they were gone and we were 

completing our voyage unaccompanied. 

By about ten o’clock the next morning 

a few of the bolder passengers (those who 

weren’t seasick), had crept cautiously on 

deck and were seated in their chairs, enveloped 

in furs and mufflers. In fact, all 

that could be seen of them was an occasional 

bright red or purple nose. 

Everything was quiet. Nothing could 

be heard except the low throb of our 

engines, and the strain of the piano in the 

recreation room. 

Suddenly, without warning we were stung 

into startled action. For there beneath 

the calm of the ocean, a sinister grey 

shadow was lurking. Our captain, a stubby 

little Dane, came striding onto the deck 

bursting with indignation, and growling 

like a bear with a sore head. “Clear the 

decks!” he rumbled, and we scurried below, 

to put on our life-belts. 

“Full speed ahead.” came the cry! 

Clang! Clang! Clang! went the brassy 

tone of the ship’s bell, and the “Europa” 

leapt ahead like a startled grey-hound. 

We all made light of the situation, but 

deep in our hearts we knew we could not 

June Briggs, 2C 

get away unless some miracle happened, 

we were lost. By this time we were huddled 

together on the deck ready to take 

to the life boats. The submarine was 

visible to us all, with its wicked looking 

periscope piercing the waters. 

S-s-swish-sh-sh went a warning sound, 

and across our bow flashed the first of the 

torpedoes; the second one missed the stern 

by about two yards. Our state was indeed 

perilous, but, in our anxiety we had 

forgotten “Sparks’7 our wireless operator. 

He had not been idle, and our fear turned 

to joy when we saw in the distance a 

speeding gray shape, which spelt death 

for the axis submarine. 

The next ten minutes were like a horrible 

nightmare. Every part of that fearful 

scene I can now recall vividly. The guns 

on the destroyer were spitting flames; the 

submarine, which had now emerged to the 

surface, was retaliating in no small manner. 

Smoke and flames choked and blinded 

us, but we had no thought of that in 

the heat of the battle. A terrific blow7 from 

the submarine’s guns rocked the ship 

crazily from side to side. When we had 

righted ouselves, we found that the conning 

tower had been blasted off and the 

submarine was rapidly submerging. The 

sailors on board the war ship gave three 

hearty cheers till the air rang with their 

shouts. Then a depth charge was dropped 

to complete the victory, and what remained 

of the Sub, was blown twenty to thirty feet 

into the air. The survivors were picked up 

by the destroyer, and we continued on our 

way thankful indeed for the Royal Navy. 

Four days later we sighted the green 

shores of Canada. 

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Sept. 7 

School opened today! Only the teachers 

and the lower school attended. What a 

clever intelligence test the first formers 

had to undergo! The principal and his 

colleagues are busy getting everything in splendid efforts, 

Oct. 15 

The first tea-dance of the season! How 

gay! Of course, this hour of relaxation 

added to the coffers of the War Service 

Council. So much is needed to further its 

shape. Soon the classes are arranged, the 

time-tables adjusted and the lessons 

started. The youngsters are so eager. I 

must welcome Mr. Strachan and Mr. prizes! These youths are bright. 

McEachern. The Book Exchange is a 

happy innovation. 

Sept. 21 

Here come the Seniors,—the middle and 

upper classes—tanned and happy after a 

busy summer in war work. As usual, they 

quickly join in the routine and the old 

place hums once more. 

This year for the first time in the 

memory of many generations, all classes in 

the school are mixed forms. 

Oct. 1 

I am pleased with another innovation— 

Vocational Guidance — a helping hand 

along the thorny path of life. Mr. Cook— 

he’s so good at Greek—is doing a fine job. 

Oct. 13 

Oct. 29 

Ye Gods! What a gala occasion was the 

Hi-Y ^Hallo-Hop” Such decorations! Such 

Nov. 11 

Lest we forget! But how could I forget 

the bravery, the courage, the sacrifice of 

these, my sons. Mr. Jenkins officiated at 

the Armistice Day assembly. A fitting 

tribute was paid to the lads who sacrificed 

their lives in the first Great War. Flowers 

were placed beneath the plaque in the 

rotunda. The school welcomed especially 

Mr. Booth, a former member of the staff, 

who read his inspiring memorial to “Tony 

Wright”, another former member of the 

staff, now buried in England. 

Nov. 24 

Jackie Rae called, in today. A hero, in 

Commencement is always a touching 

scene to me—a gesture of farewell. Dr. J. 

G. Althouse, Dean of the College of Education, 

was the guest speaker. His message 

was timely and vigorous. Peggy Haig was 

deed, with the a happy choice for Valedictorian. I saw to 

D-F.C, and Bar. it that the whole ceremony was conducted 

At a general as- with dignity and decorum, 

sembly he related 

some of the experiences 

of his 

squadron in action 

over Dieppe. They 

far surpassed 

Mars’ old war 

Then the present Fifth Formers graciously 

entertained the graduates to a dance 

in the auditorium afterwards. 

Dec. 17 

The past few days have been trying. Such 

appeals and prayers I’ve listened to! But 

with the exams ended, the Boys’ Club 

threw a “Post Cram Hop” as a welcome 

finish. (That title is more expressive than 

tales. The school 

presented him with classical.) 

an “Honour J”. Christmas in the air! Pupils and teachers 

Was I pleased! alike welcome this respite.


Jan. 12 

At the first assembly of the New Year, 

this Year’s worthy group of War Service 

Councillors were formally introduced to 

the school and gave a splendid report of 

their diverse activities. I was particularly 

interested in the extracts from letters 

written to the school By former Jarvisites 

now in the services. Mr. Muir gave a report 

of the parcels that the school is sending 

overseas. 

The inspectors are here this week. I 

rather think they enjoy visiting my institution. 

Anyway, they gave a glowing 

report. But could they do otherwise! 

Jan. 21 

A cheerful break in the ordinary routine 

were a Fashion Show and a Tea Dance. An 

enthusiastic group of spectators viewed 

their classmates strutting up and down the 

auditorium in the newest spring finery. 

Feb. 17 

He will be long remembered! A good 

friend and valued teacher, Mr. Holmes, has 

been appointed Editor of Text Books by 

the Ontario Department of Education. 

After his fourteen happy years here, I am 

sorry to see him leave. 

Feb. 22 

To safeguard the health of the pupils 

in the Secondary Schools, the Department 

of Public Plealth organzed a Tuberculin 

Test. Dr. Pequegnat and Miss G. Gray, 

the school nurse, explained the purpose 

and procedure and during the following 

week the tests were put into effect. The 

co-operation of students and parents was 

admirable and I am full of righteous pride. 

Wise, as usual, O Jarvisites. Mens sana in 

corpore sano. 

Feb. 29 

Leap Year Day! Professor F. C. A. 

Jeanneret, of the University of Toronto, 

certainly stimulated interest in the “Habi- 

. tant” of Quebec by his lecture, which was 

accompanied by moving pictures. He also 

described the Maria Chapdelaine district 

especially for the Fifth forms. 

Mar. 3 

The staff gave a dinner to Mr. and Mrs. 

Holmes at the Women’s University Club. 

Brief speeches and happy reminiscences 

entertained the guests. The principal paid 

fitting tribute to Mr. Holmes, and the 

staff presented him with an original oil 

painting. 

Mar. 23, 24 and 25 

What an exciting time 

we have had these days 

with the Jarvis Varieties. 

Everything from one act 

plays to tumbling acts. 

The choir and orchestra 

under Mr. Wilkie as 

usual were excellent. I was so proud of 

George Pyper, The violin selections he 

played were his own composition. 

Miriam Rosenthal and Margaret Jennings 

danced cleverly: Louise Gage and Lois 

Weir sang beautifully . . . And that quartette—the 

Kileeg Brothers, Dyer and 

Xorthcott harmonized skillfully. Much 

talent was displayed that was never suspected 

in the classrooms. What a help 

to the War Service Council. 

Mar. 29 

At an assembly of the whole school Mr. 

Holmes was presented with a gold wristwatch 

as a parting gift from the students. 

The school gave and received an enlarged 

photograph which now adorns the hall. 

April 6 

A hectic winding up to the term. A 

sudden announcement of a half holiday (a 

gift of an admiring Governor-General) 

meant that two examinations had to be 

crammed into one morning. The strong allure 

of a Jarvis T dance proved a greater 

attraction than a half holiday. A few hundreds 

came back to dance the old term out.

THE OTHER REVIEWING STAND 

Mr. W. Moorhouse 

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THE HI-Y CLUB 

the Vocational Guidance Committee of the 

Y.M.C.A. Aptitude tests were written by 

Adviser Mr. J. T. Cook, M.A. the Hi-Y members and later each member 

Mcut or 

Mr. F. Duncan, B.A. had two separate interviews with psy- 

President 

Peter Turnbull chologists from the university to help them 

Vice-president 

make up their minds into which field they 

Leslie Sinclair 

will enter. The club is now engaged in a 

Secretary Leonard Wratten series dealing with Girl-Boy Relationship, 

Trcasurer Robert Haig with a medical doctor and a number of 

social workers acting as lecturers. Further 

This year the Hi-Y welcomes two new lectures will follow on the “Post War 

and valuable advisers into their midst: World”, “Darwinism and the Bible” and 

Mr. Cook from our own collegiate and “High School Etiquette”. 

Mr. “Fred” Duncan from the School of 

Law. We greatly miss Mr. Steinhauer and The Hi-Y Book Exchange under the 

Mr. “Doug” Brick, the latter now a mem- guiding reins of its managers, Robert Van 

ber of the R.C.A.F., who for many years der Flier and Leonard Wratten, quadrupled 

offered such valuable suggestions toward the profits of the previous year. This profit 

the improvement of the club. 

will be turned back into the school again 

in the form of service projects. The Book 

The members of the club, who are Exchange requests all students to submit 

boys of the fourth and fifth forms, select- their books to be sold in June before leaved 

for scholastic and sporting achievements, ing school in order that the Exchange may 

are pledged to two aims: school service promptly start operation in September 

and self-betterment. The former has been with a full stock. 

accomplished by the sponsoring of the 

Hallo Hop dance, the awarding of a scho- STAMP CLUB 

larship to the third former, who proved 

outstanding in scholarship and character, President 

... Walter-Cruickshank 

the managing of the Lost and Found, and Business Manager ................... Fred Daw 

the operation of the Hi-Y Book Exchange. Adviser ....... 

. Miss McCamus 

^The latter aim is accomplished at our bimonthly 

meetings at the Central Y.M.C.A. This year the Stamp Club has devoted 

during which we hear a series of lectures on its time entirely to the sale of War Savings 

■topics of current importance by qualified Stamps in the school. Under the able guispeakers. 

This sequence of lectures was dance of Miss McCamus, and with the 

.opened with a series on “The Racial Situation 

in America”. The first dealt with has handled the purchasing and distribu 

co-operation of the form representatives, it 

the Negro situation in the United States tion of over six thousand stamps since 

and Canada; the second with the Japanese September. We hope to reach the two 

situation on our own Pacific Coast; and 

the third with the French-Canadian problem. 

The next eight lectures dealt with 

Vocational Guidance and were directed by 

thousand dollar mark by the holidays. 

This record, however, has been due to 

the never failing support of each form in 

the school.

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HISTORY CLUB 

President. ............... 

Secretary- Treasurcr 

Frances Kent 

Bill Taylor 

Vice-Presidents 

Navy 

. . Shirley Turner 

Army 

........ Lyn Hunter 

Air Force .............. Meryl Matheson 

Assistant Secretaries 

Norma Orr, Joan Silversides, 

Shirley Mays. 

INTER-SCHOOL CHRISTIAN 

FELLOWSHIP 

President 

Gordon Gray 

The I.S.C.F. is a world-wide institution 

of high school students, having over two 

•thousand members in Canada alone. It 

is an international and interdenominational 

organization with scores of student centres 

and a full-time travelling staff. There 

are no rules of membership; anyone who 

is interested is welcome to attend any of 

the meetings. This organization is very 

active at Jarvis. 

This year as last, the Club has acted 

as a Correspondence and Record Committee 

of the War Service Council. The Club are held during which the pupils are 

Meetings every Monday after school 

en- 

keeps files recording all known names of couraged to take an active part. Prayer 

ex-Jarvisites now in the forces. Letters, meetings are held every Friday at noon, 

cards, and Newsletters (sixth and seventh Monthly “squashes”, when all the groups 

this year) are sent to each soldier on record, of the city band together, are very well atand 

names now are well over the eight tended, 

hundred mark. 

The work of the Club consists in securing 

new names and addresses; correcting 

ever changing addresses already on file; 

answering all letters received from the 

boys; and supplying names and addresses Top—STAMP CLUB 

to the committee that sends parcels and 

cigarettes overseas. Anyone knowing of 

any Jarvisite now in the forces and not 

on our records would greatly assist us by 

forwarding such information to the principal 

or Mr. Sheppard. 

Miss McCamus, Walter Cruickshank. 

Fred Daw. 

Second—HISTORY CLUB 

Front Row—Shirley Turner, Joan 

Silversides, Meryl Matheson, Lyn 

Hunter, Norma Orr. 

Back Row—Bill Taylor, Shirley Mays, 

Mr. Sheppard, Francis Kent. 

Third-INTER-SCHOOL CHRISTIAN 

FELLOWSHIP 

Front Row—Margaret Wort man, Betty 

Kemp. 

Back Row—Stan Self, Gordon Gray, 

Charles Cheesman. 

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Bottom—HI-Y CLUB 

Leonard Wratten, Mr. Cook, Peter 

Turnbull, Bob Haig, Leslie Sinclair.

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CAMERA CLUB 

A. Cummings, Ray Wolfe, Bill Hayman, Marsen Smith, Larry Wilkins 

CAMERA CLUB 

President ............... 

Vice-President . 

Second Vice-President 

Treasurer ............... 

Secretary ................ 

.... Marsen Smith 

. William Hayman 

........ Ray Wolfe 

...... Larry Wilkins 

. Albert Cummings 

The Camera Club, as in former years, 

continues to provide enjoyment for the 

many camera enthusiasts in the school. 

New members are taught the fundamentals 

of photography, and under the very able 

guidance of Mr. Moorhouse senior members 

learn more advanced techniques and 

receive expert advice and criticism. 

The Camera Club also maintains and 

operates the sound equipment and the 

movie projector, thus providing a very 

beneficial service for the school. 

THE CHOIR AND 

ORCHESTRA 

The Orchestra continues to flourish despite 

the exigencies of war, and although 

numerically small, it gives us music of 

excellent quality. It is interesting to learn 

that some outstanding Toronto musicians 

obtained their orchestral training while attending 

Jarvis Collegiate. They joined as 

shy first-formers and after five years, 

graduated as instrumentalists of ability and 

experience, well able to take a place in 

larger organizations. 

The rehearsals are held after school 

hours, and regular attendance is indicative 

of the earnestness of the members. The 

music studied is of the highest standard, 

and the selections played at assemblies are 

always received with hearty applause. 

David Johnson, pianist of the orchestra,- 

Mr. Moorhouse and the dub are to be made his debut this year with the Toronto 

congratulated for their excellent job in Symphony Orchestra, and created a very 

handling all photography for the Magnet, favourable impression as soloist in the 

Notice also the excellent photographs that Grieg piano concerto. Our best wishes go 

club members have contributed this year with him for success in his chosen proto 

the Magnet. 

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CHOIR 

Back row—Dolores Richards, Joan Campbell, Eleanor Lamarche, June Jenkins, Cynthia 

Heighington, Mr. Wilkie, Eleanor Jamieson, Susan Higgins, Olga, Paul, Ruby 

Steele. ............... 

Fourth row*—Jacqueline Williams, Gladys MacArthur, Marie Williams, Catherine 

Langstaff, Phyllis Jeffries, Nicolletta Elieff, Lois Weir, Given Higgum, Patsy 

Allen, Beatrice McCardel, Helen McCall, Eleanor Urquhart, Shirley Jones, 

Edna Hoffman, Mary Hill. 

Third row—Joan Taggart, Jean Richardson, Margaret Gaskin, Joan Ellacott, Ruth 

Johnson, Yvonne Barnard, Joan Anderson, Dolly Tait, Audrey Jess, Idadell 

Izzo, Ilillery Lloyd, Shirley Hazard, Geraldine Tighe. 

Second row—Alice Matheson, Marjory Miller, Robert Radford, Robert Donnely,'Douglas 

Lorimer, Allastair Haig, Patsy Anderson Margaret Kent, Peggy Woodrow, 

Elaine Cranston, Jean Craig. 

Front row—Joan Rattray, Frances Morris, Lonnv Merker, Margaret Hudson, Anne 

Turner, Bettty Weatherhead, June Cooper. 

George Pyper has been selected as the the music studied is interesting and varied, 

outstanding violinist in the Secondary and the choir has proved to be an activity 

School talent search, and competent of real educational value, 

judges praised the ability of our young The success of the choir and orchestra 

concert master. George Crum, the tym- is due entirely to the untiring efforts of 

panist, was also a successful performer. Mr, A. J. Wilkie, head of the musical de- 

The fair sex is well represented. In the partment. We certainly owe him a debt 

wood-wind section Marion Sibbald is one of gratitude for the good selections by choir 

of the three excellent -clarinetists. Marion’s and orchestra that he has produced for us. 

sister, now a member of the teaching profession, 

played the trumpet while a student musical world in the school year is, of 

The most notable set of events of the 

at Jarvis. 

course, the Secondary School Concerts. 

All forms from first to fifth, are repre- They are given each month by the Toronto 

sented in the orchestra, and students with Symphony Orchestra, with Sir Ernest 

musical talent are welcomed and given MacMillan and Ettore Mazzoleni conductevery 

encouragement to become capable ing. Sponsored by the Toronto Symphony 

musicians. 

Student Council, they provide a variety of 

The School Choir is selected principal- interesting events for the music loving high 

Iy from the lower school. The majority school students of Toronto and district, 

of the members have had previous experi- The concerts have had as their guest 

ence and a few students have appeared as artists such notables as David Johnson, 

soloists, ’i'he rehearsals are well attended, pianist; Ernest Seitz, pianist; Evelyn Gold,

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soprano; Peggy Moreland, violinist: and 

Eric Tredwell, baritpne. The reception 

which we, the students, have accorded 

these concerts must certainly be heartening 

to the Symphony Student Council; 

they spend much time and money in bringing 

these opportunities to us. The funds 

received from the sale of tickets to these 

concertos do not nearly equal their cost 

of production. To assist in overcoming 

this deficit, the Council arranged Symphony 

Week, the high-light of which was the 

Symphony Hop, held February 4th in the 

Banquet Hall of the Royal York Hotel. 

Young and old jitterbugged and waltzed 

to the music of Gren Hobson and the 

Toronto Symphony Orchestra. Mr. W. G. 

Watson, president of the T.S.O., delighted 

students by his presence. We regret to report 

the noticeable lack of J.C.I. students. 

Winners of auditions of vocal and instrumental 

talent held on the Wednesday and 

Thursday previous, gave a grand evening’s 

entertainment on Saturday at Eaton Auditorium. 

Monday the 7 th was tag-day in 

all Secondary Schools. Students responded 

splendidly to this appeal for funds to pay 

for the Symphony Concerts. Climax of 

Symphony Week was the concert held 

Tuesday in Massey Hall. Ettore Mazzoleni 

conducted, and Peggy Moreland as 

soloist gave a beautiful rendition of Glazounov’s 

violin concerto. The tension created 

at any such concert, was completely 

broken when the orchestra repeated as an 

encore the finale from Ibert’s Divertissement. 

We students, especially those of us who 

enjoy music, owe the Toronto Symphony 

Orchestra and the Symphony Student 

Council, a debt of gratitude for bringing 

us these remarkable concerts, and hope 

that they will do so again next year, with 

even greater success. 

Rumour has it that there is a quartet of 

male voices being organized in the school. 

In this is something very interesting and 

unusal as there is no other quartet in any 

other Secondary School. Mr. Staples and 

George Crum are getting the boys on their 

feet each Wednesday afternoon, so I hear! 

The thought that Jarvis could produce another 

“Four Gentlemen from Studio A” 

is nothing to be sniffed at. Keep up the 

good work, fellas!!! 

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ORCHESTRA 

Front row—Phyllis Knight, Gloria Thompson, Hazel Hawkins, Marian Sibbald, Ruth 

Bradshaw 

Middle row—Harold Segal, Stephen Zahumeny, S. Nickoloff, Lillian Nikoloff, Henry 

Pykala. 

Back row—J. Weitzman, Robert Campbell, Mr. Wilkie, George Pyper, William Brampton 

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THE OFFICERS’ TRAINING CLUB 

Front row—G. Leousis, E. Godman, M. Crawford, B. Cummings, E. Mastronardi, G. 

Kileeg, Mr. Strachan. 

Back row—Mr. Hill, B. Love, J. Strickland, G. Coulter, D. McMurtry, G. Meighen, 

P. Robinson. 

THE OFFICERS’ TRAINING CLUB 

President 

Vice-president 

Secretary 

Treasurer 

Bert Cummings 

Maurice Crawford 

Eric Godman 

Ed Mastronardi 

Besides attending a bi-monthly Thursday 

afternoon meeting, to be a member of 

the Officers’ Training Club means arriving 

at school at 8.20 a.m. approximately fifteen 

winter mornings, for about two months. 

At the afternoon meetings, the members 

discuss their training, the procedure to be 

followed at the Inspection, and other matters 

of importance to the officer candidates. 

At the early morning sessions, the drill is 

under the direction of Messrs. Hill and 

Strachan, and each candidate has the opportunity 

to practice drilling the squad. 

Forty or more cadets rise about an 

hour earlier twice a week to march through 

the darkness of winter Daylight Saving 

for thirty or forty minutes, in order that 

the annual inspection may continue to 

bring honour to the school. This is highly 

commendable, of course, but is no more 

than Minerva has always exacted and enthusiastically 

received from her senior 

devotees.

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CADET INSPECTION 1943 

The members of the staff largely responsible 

for the success of our inspections, parade. Cadet Lieut. Jim Walsh received 

received the trophy as the best platoon on 

received their reward last year. April 22 the Strathcona medal as the best shot in 

was a fine clear day, and they saw the sun the school. 

sparkling on the white shirts and well- Major Reade addressed the cadets, 

shined black shoes of the cadets as they speaking of their appearance, and of the 

stood with the inspecting officers, Major desirability of carrying their neatness and 

Reade, District Cadet Officer, and Captain smartness into everyday life, as well as 

Brock, R.C-N.V.R. 

their future careers in the armed services. 

Last years was the most complete ceremonial 

drill since the Jarvis Collegiate the cadets of the school on their good work; 

Mr. Bartlett and Mr. Allin commended 

Cadet Corps was re-organized three years and that of their instructors, Mr. Hill and 

ago. The non-commissioned officers drew Mr. Siberry. Then, Mr. Hill addressed the 

up the platoons on the company parade battalion, speaking also for Mr. Siberry, 

grounds, and marched them on to the whose new duties with the R.C.N.V R. 

battalion parade ground. The officers prevented his being present at the Inspection. 

were then summoned by the Officer’s Call, 

and took over their commands. During The Official Report, which is sent to 

this part of the Inspection, the Inspecting the school after the Inspection has taken 

Officers and members of the Board of Edu- place, mentioned. our third annual 

cation were watching a display of military inspection, and praised our cadet corps as 

drill in the gymnasium by some of the girls one of ‘the top ranking corps in the city 

of the school. 

of Toronto. It stressed particularly l’esprit 

de corps, the fine general appearance and 

After the General Salute, the Inspecting 

alertness of the cadets, and the excellent 

party, including Mr. Allin, Major Reade 

work done in the Defence Training Corps. 

and Captain Brock accompanied Major 

OFFICERS OF THE 1943 CORPS 

Jack McCartney on an inspection of the 

C.O.: Major Jack McCartney 

ranks, and then watched the March Tast. 

Captains: Jim Crawford, “A” Co., Bert 

This was followed by a display of First 

Cummings, “B” Co., Jaffrey Wilkins, 

Aid work, Signalling, and platoon drill. 

“C” Co., Ray Zurbrigg, “D” Co. 

The Major then drew the battalion up Lieutenants: Teghtsoonian, Leishman, 

into a square so that the presentation of Cochrane, Campbell, Love, Godman, 

the various honours could take place. Mastronardi, Lawrence, Coulter, 

Certificates and medals for signalling, Crawford, Stoicheff, Walsh, Lou 

First Aid, and shooting were given to cadets. 

Lome Farquhar, Cadet, Sgt. Bill N.C.O.’s: R.S.M. Breckles, C.S.M. 

Campbell, Neil. 

Mowat, 

McCracken, and Vic Northcott were 

chosen in that order as the three smartest 

cadets on parade, and received their 

awards. Number one platoon, Company 

“D”, commanded by Cadet Lieut. Maurice 

Crawford, and Cadet Sgt. W. McCracken 

C.S.M. Franks, C.S.M. Kizoff, C.S.M. 

Gibson; Sergeants: McDermott, Mac- 

Neill, Haffey, Mark, Chadwick, Mac- 

Pherson, Endress, Calverley, Hickling, 

Gardiner, Forsythe, McCracken, Mc- 

Murtry, Johnson. 

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EMBARRASSING 

Martha Schober, 5A 

Some boys and girls attend school to nated, like a snake charmer. I found out 

learn, others to have fun, but none to col- at home, in the evening, and practically 

le'ct misfortunes. I am an exception to all had a stroke of apoplexy, 

fundamental laws of students. No, not 

I will always remember the time my 

that I made this search for gremlins a hobby, 

I did not even start it; it just happened. 

necklace broke. Wherever I went I dropped 

pearls. I felt like an abandoned oyster. 

I have been attending Jarvis Collegiate Oyster, yes, but not abandoned because 

for four years now. During this time I have kids began to watch for pearls and 

had and still have my bad moments, but everytime they would spot one, they made 

on the other hand, everybody else does too. a bee-line for it. 

Oh, yes. Everybody has, but they do not Not long ago I left my comb in the 

occur as frequently as mine. 

washroom. When I found it again it had 

I was writing my essay in a study room. a message tied to it. “Get some ammonia, 

I thought it was excellent and liked the preferably concentrated, at the nearest 

way my hero exclaimed, through bloodless drugstore, for fifteen cents. Pour half the 

lips and panting breath: “I am lost I Lost 

and gone!” It sounded magnificent, till I 

bottle in your washbasin and add three 

cupfuls of hot water. Soak comb in mixheard 

a croacking voice reciting them. As ture overnight. Aren’t you afraid of dan- 

I jumped around in my seat, I saw the druff?” 

modern Hamlet behind me, his arms waving 

wildly about, specs on the end 

Hnimm. These are just a few incidents I 

, ! 

present here. There are many more; some 

1 i. of his nose, and his hair in his eyes. 

; 

funny, others tragic. I fear them, yet I 

Finally, having finished reading my lines 

have to laugh, even if it is only much 

in different poses, including the one of the 

later. They help to break up the monotony 

lover on his kness, he said: “Listen! I am 

of school. 

only in First Form but I sure could write 

a better comp than that!” 

uflDia r\s omce 

What could I do? I made a few idiotic 

excuses and hurriedly left the room. 

Speaking of juniors, I was asked to 

waltz by one at a tea-dance. Being twice 

his size, I was wondering how we would 

manage on the floor when my little knight 

asked me: 

“Would you please lead? I can’t dance 1” 

Then -there was the day I forgot to take 

my uniform skirt off and paraded around, 

like an umbrella, to everybody’s amazement, 

including my own. I couldn’t understand 

why everybody stared at me, fasci-

GIRLS’ SPORTS 

We always seem to be in the middle 

of our sports tournaments just when the 

Magnet goes to press. Of our three favourite 

sports, Basketball, Volleyball, and 

Baseball, the only tournament of which 

we have final results is the Volleyball. The 

Girls’ Athletic Council have worked hard 

and their efforts are much appreciated. We 

appreciate too, the interest and co-operation 

of Miss Stinson, 'both in our gym 

classes and in our after-school activities. 

No one who has been in one of her modern 

dancing classes can question her outstanding 

ability in this direction, and her games 

classes are just as excellent. Thanks again, 

Miss Stinson, for giving the Fifths something 

to remember when they leave, and 

the other forms something to work for. 

The team spirit is being well developed 

in our inter-form games, and the competition 

is always high. A well-rounded life 

always includes a sports programme, and 

we believe that Jarvis is fulfilling her duty 

in this respect. 

ARCHERY 

Tuesday night brings archery to the 

minds of the Fourth and Fifth Formers. A 

really eager crowd of Fourths turns up but 

there are not many Fifth formers. What’s 

the matter, Fifths? It’s a lot of fun, and 

Dixie Richards is always on the spot to 

help you make that bull’s-eye. 

BASKETBALL 

The basketball tournament has just 

begun but the interest seems to be as keen 

as other years. Last year’s winners. 4B, are 

now in the Fifth form, and we are looking 

to them to bring the School Championship 

to the fifths this year. 

The Lower School has just begun 

Basketball in class, so it will be a few 

weeks before their tournament will begin. 

BASEBALL 

Rain, snow, hail and lightning! Well, 

rain and snow anyway are the elements 

that all baseballers must battle, if they 

wish to catch that fly or make that homerun. 

Fran Kent has done a good job with 

the Upper School schedule, but Winter 

arrived too quickly, and the final game is 

still to be played. When Spring rolls 

around again, we will drag out the balls 

and bats once more, play that final 3A-3B 

game that winter postponed, and also run 

off the Lower School series. 

SWIMMING 

Splash! The mermaids of the school are £ 

taking their plunge on Wednesday nights. 

It is a new idea and we think it is a good 

one. Betty Armstrong has arranged for the 

individual forms to have the pool each 

week. Judging from the number of damp 

maidens who emerge from the dressingroom 

Wednesday night, most of the girls 

are taking advantage of it and will be 

well preparped for the swimming meet 

which will take place in March. 

Swimming in form periods has been dis- A, 

continued in all forms except the Fifths G 

during the Winter months.

Dix ie Rlchards-i--Archery 

Ann S hilt on- Basket hall 

F ra nce s Ke nt-i- Ha seba ll Betty Arms trong-S wimming 

T ENNIS 

Tenn is, lik e ba seball. de ma nds the coopera 

tion of the weather a nd Hel en De s 

Brisay had a great deal of trouble in thi s 

respect. T he Dou bles T ournament was 

sta rt ed in th e fall but could not be finish ed 

a nd will be played in the spring. The 

Singles schedule will also be played in the 

spring, T hose rem aining in the Doubles 

a re H elen Desbrisay a nd Betty Cra ne, 

~Iarg K ent and Fran Kent, and Anne 

Bradshaw and ~I a ry George. 

VOLLEYBALL 

T he Volleyball Tournament seems to be 

the only one that is co mpleted before th e 

Xlagnet goes to press, There was a great 

dea l of excite ment during the ga mes, but 

5A emerged as the winners in the Cpper 

chool, a nd 2E in the Lower. The final 

game was very close. but at th e end Ba rb 

Shield, our leader in Volleyball , an nounced 

that 5:\ had again won the Sch ool 

Cha mpionship. Co ngra tula tions though, 

to the second form ers: we'll be looking 

to you as th e future cha mpions 111 Vollevba 

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BADMINTON 

Wednesda v and Thursday nigh ts find 

the enthusiastic Third , Fourth and Fi fth 

form ers hitting little woollen balls inst ead 

of th e usu al b ird in th e auditorium. 

Frankly, we prefer the birds, but like so 

man y other things. they a re unavailable. 

Belt y Cra ne ha s planned a ladder tournament 

which will sta rt soon and she very 

willingly gives a good deal of instruction 

to beginners. 

PING 

PONG 

Wh en yOU hear a series of cras hes iro m 

the gir ls' lunchroom. don 't be t oo frigh t 

ened : the girl s ar e j ust arranging th e tables 

for p ing po ng. Ping po ng balls are almost 

as sca re as badminton birds and a re therefore 

tr eated with great ca re. This ga me 

seems to be the Lower Schoo l's game. 

~ I an y list s ha ve bee n posted on the bullet 

in board by Sally Xlorha rn, and every 

one is filled almost as soon as it is put 

up . T heir enthusias m is much greater than 

that of the Upp er School. K eep it up .. 

Lower School !

Ba r ba ra S hield-Yolleyhall Betty Cr a ne-Ba d m inton n elen Desb r isay-c-Tennis 

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T he Lower School deserve much commendation 

for the stiff Volleyball co mpetition 

they gave the Uppe r School. Cy nth ia 

Heigh ington, Audr ey J ess and Iladelle Izzo 

of the first form, and Helen M anou, Betty 

Seddo ns and Esthe r Cru icksha nk of the 

Lower 'School cha mpionship team are worth 

watching in future yea rs. 

We're expe cti ng Elizabeth H obbs and 

Lyn Hunter to come out on top in the 

Bad min ton doubl es ; such a combination 

should be hard to beat. 

4 D's swimming team were certainly the 

tops at th e Swimming Xleet. We und erstand 

that th eir ornamental swimming is ju st as 

good as the ir speed swimming, too. Speaking 

of the Swimming Meet , did you see 

Xlar ie Shephe rd' s nigh tgown ? Never mind , 

Xlarie. yo u won th e ra ce anyway! 

H ea rtiest congratula tions 5C, we really 

expec ted vou to win th e 5C-5A basketball 

ga me. ~ i ichi Yamanaka and Anne Bannihr, 

two newcome rs to J a rvis, and also 

CHAT 

Elinor Adam , played an excelle nt game. 

If M iss St inso n had wan dered into the 

dressing room a few minutes bef ore a 1'.'1'. 

pe riod , abou t a mo nth ago, she migh t ha ve 

been a mazed at t he number of need les, 

which were being fra ntically used to titch 

let te rs, any letters at all, on bathing suits. 

Each of us fondly hoped she would thi nk 

it was our own name. 

Frankly, we must confess that the syste 

m of awa rds ha s worked out better than 

we thought it would. T hose little red 

circles which some of the girls are wearing 

are not stamps or tags, but our new 

at hleti c crests . 

T he winn ers of the H onour J pin s thi s 

yea r were Lois D ales, Norma F erguson , 

Olive Ma rk, Marg P atterson, Barb Shield, 

and J essie Simp son . 

The president wishes to thank the 

Council for th e co-operation which they 

have shown at all times this year. The 

Co uncil wish to thank all those who have

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stayed after school to coach and referee 

the. sports, for the time and energy they 

have given. 

So far, very little mention has been made 

of Ann Shilton, who is chairman of the 

Athletic Council. She is in charge of Girls’ 

basketball throughout the school, and has 

given much of her time to organizing Girls’ 

Sports. Last year Ann and Fran Kent 

won the Girls’ Centenary Athletic Award 

which is the highest award to be obtained. 

Ann has been an enthusiastic member 

of 5A Volleyball and Baseball teams, and 

above all, has been a good sport. 

things happening around us? There is a 

fund of interesting sounds, not only at 

every street corner, but in any “quiet” 

room. Science tells us that sound is the 

result of vibrations in the air. Science can 

tell us the number of vibrations in the air. 

Science can tell us the number of vibrations 

our ears catch in one day, but only 

heaven knows the number of those we do 

not hear. There are sounds too low or 

two high for human ears to catch. It has 

been known that some birds sing notes so 

high that we can not hear them, although 

the bird’s throat is seen to be moving and 

its mouth to be open. 

He who never listens hears nothing, and 

that would be a pity! “No sound is dissonant 

which tells of Life.” Around Jarvis 

there are all sorts of sounds to catch our 

ears. The thumping down the hall of 

some poor soul at nine-fourteen amuses 

those who have also experienced that “late” 

feeling, “God Save the King” brings you 

to your feet at attention, and listening to 

it gives you pride every time. 

The task of the day is listening to and 

understanding the teacher. If your ears 

are open to his sayings, your marks stand 

higher than those of the non-attentive. You 

may not know it, but you are certainly expecting 

some sound: that lunch bell, telephone 

call, or the postman’s knock. You 

hear the hum of voices in the halls and the 

whisper of your class-mate; and you just 

know that the person at the water-fountain 

in the hall is not so thirsty as you! 

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Most people seek enjoyment out of 

music, but do we all listen to common 

Listening is interesting too. We have 

much to thank our ears for, even if some 

varieties are like cauliflowers, and do at 

times deceive us! To listen tends to increase 

our knowledge and further our wel- 

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ASSOCIATION 

President - - 

Vice-President - 

Treasurer - - 

Secretary - - 

Sports Convener 

Ass’t. Treasurer 

Ass’t. Secretary 

Richard Ashton 

- Eric Godman 

Peter Turnbull 

- John Shortly 

- Karl Elieff 

Dave Le Baron 

- Dave Loudon 

The Boys’ Athletic Association is composed 

of elected representatives from all 

the forms in the school. These representatives 

are chosen for their ability as players 

and leaders, and for their interest in school 

activities. The purpose of this body is to 

govern boys’ activities throughout the 

school. Under the guidance of our capable 

mentor, Mr. Hill, this year’s activities have 

been rounded out by full house-league and 

inter-collegiate competition. The boys of 

the school are greatly indebted to Mr. 

Hill, Mr. Allen and our new “Coach” and 

friend, Mr. Strachan, for their very capable 

leadership in our extensive athletic 

programme. 

BOYS’ SPORTS 

The first aim of the Athletic Association 

sponsored sports is the development of 

good bodies and keen minds through competition 

for the greatest majority of the 

boys in Jarvis. In this respect, this last 

year has been no less successful than those 

that have gone before, with lively competition 

in all inter-form sports. 

Where our team play and school spirit 

shows itself to others, is in the inter-collegiate 

competitions, which -are sponsored 

by the T.S.S.A.A. Our boys strive to show 

us team play, and our cheer leaders clamour 

to show our school spirit. This last 

year’s work has resulted in teams that have 

done just that, winning more games than 

Jarvis has for some years, (during which 

our slogan had been, “No one can deny 

that we’re good losers—we’ve had more 

practice than anyone in the city.”) 

This year, the “will-to-win” that has 

backed Jarvis teams through several winless 

seasons was at last rewarded. While 

they did not play championship ball, the 

senior rugby team left an undefeated streak _ 

of three games for next year’s team to 

follow up. 

Praise the teams that have played and 

won, but credit also the teams that have 

fought and lost. Cheer them on, for many 

of our community leaders have come from 

those who fought, and lost. So Jarvis, play 

the game hard, and play it well. 

SENIOR RUGBY 

This season saw a decided turn for the 

better as thirty-five prospects signed for 

senior rugby. With this “overwhelming” 

number of players Mr. Allen was able to 

dress twenty-four men for each game, and 

as there was great competition between the 

players, he was forced to change the lineup 

throughout the season. A pre-season 

game against a strong U.T.S. team saw 

Jarvis go down to a 6-0 defeat on a last 

minute touch-down. The following week 

saw our team roll through Lawrence Park 

on an 18-5 victory. 

For our first game we travelled to “The 

Dust Bowl” of North Toronto, where we 

lost a hard-fought contest by a score of 

15-3. At our 2nd game, at Ulster Stadium, 

we turned up victorious, after a hectic 9-S 

win against Harbord. In our next game 

we just eked out a 4-3 victory over a 

much-changed Lawrence Park team. Our 

final game against Danforth Tech, ended 

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in a one-all tie, after many tense moments 

of play. Thus ended the most successful 

season the seniors have had since championship 

days, leaving an undefeated streak 

of three games. 

When the Eastern All-Stars were chosen, 

three Janus boys were among them; Joe 

Jeffs for his alert quarter-backing; Paul 

Motink for his excellent line work, and Ted 

Mangoff. For his first year of senior 

coaching, laurels go to Mr. “Gerry” Allen 

for leading his team in a successful season. 

HOCKEY 

After an interlude of four years, intercollegiate 

hockey has been partially revived, 

as the T.S.S.A.A. sponsored a senior 

league. Jarvis was one of the first of six 

schools to enter a team. An early exhibition 

game with Riverdale saw Jarvis emerge as 

victors; we beat them 5-2. 

Our schedule was drawn up on a Monr 

night and we played N.T.C.I. on 

isday. Our team came out victorious, 

. Norvoc was our next competitor and, 

that game we somehow ended up on 

Je small end of 5-1 score. 

The east end boys from Malvern were 

our next opposition. They just managed 

to tie us 3-3 by a “fluke” in the dying 

seconds of play. Parkdale conceded their 

game to us, probably figuring that the competition 

was too keen! Central Tech was 

our next victim as our boys sped to a 5-1 

victory. At the completion of our schedule 

we found ourselves tied with North 

Toronto for second place. 

In the first game of our semi-finals we 

were downed 3-0 on very poor ice (they 

played better golf than we did!) Our 

second and final game was played on 

artificial ice at the Royals Rink and our 

boys “put on the pressure” to win 2-1, but 

we lost the series 4-2. The six point total 

seemed to follow us wherever we played. 

But everyone played good clean hockey 

and played it well. 

Our junior and bantam teams were 

organized with our seniors as the Jarvis 

Hockey Club. The turnout for these two 

teams was somewhat overlooked in the 

rush, but we hope to see more, or should 

we say something, of them next year. Mr. 

Hill and Doug Davison organized the 

Hockey Club, assisted by Paul Sills and 

Dick Ashton, and ran it very capably! 

SHOOTING 

Another popular activity, looked forward 

to by all, is shooting, sponsored by the 

O.T.C. and the Boys’ Club. Each boy 

shoots at least one ‘target’ and the five best 

shots from each form are chosen to represent 

their form in the school'competition. 

The school championship was won by 4B 

represented by Pat Robinson, Damon 

Austin, Bob Campbell and Keith Alexander, 

who achieved the very high average 

of 93 percent. Robinson and Austin, two 

excellent shots who were in charge this 

year, ran the competition effectively, and 

were always ready to give pointers. 

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Inter-collegiate basketball again proved 

to be one of the most popular sports in the 

school as our Jarvis supporters cheered the 

teams through a successful season. Our 

juniors, sparked bv some of last year’s 

team and bantams of last year, fought 

valiantly through a hard schedule. Our 

schedule started out as Harbord, who were 

setting the pace in our section, soundly 

trounced us. The juniors next played 

Riverdale, who had a much taller team, 

and lost both games to them. Malvern was 

victimized by our team; they were beaten 

in both games. Danforth Tech came close 

to upsetting our team but we won in two 

hard-fought games. Having entered a team 

in T.S.S.A.A. competition for the first time 

in four years, Eastern Commerce fought 

well but lost all their games. At the end 

of our schedule we ended up in third place 

with twelve points out of a possible twenty 

and just missing a play-off berth. 

play” that our team showed, and we beat 

them in both games. Eastern Commerce 

offered us “stiff competition”, but we came 

out victorious in both games. 

We managed to sneak into the quarter 

finals against Western Tech. The first 

game was played on our floor and we lost 

by ten points. The second game was played 

at Tech and again our team was beaten, 

this time by seventeen points. Their team 

had the advantage of several very tall 

players and our team being shorter than 

average were at a decided disadvantage. 

Much credit is due to Mr. Strachan and 

“Soup” Campbell, who coached the boys 

successfully through a very difficult 

schedule. We expect more (perhaps a 

championship!) from these boys next year. 

Well done, gang! 

SWIMMING CLUB 

With very good prospects of winning 

the T.S.-S.A.A. swimming championship 

Our seniors fared better than the juniors this year, the swimming club, under its 

as they ended up in second place behind new coach, Mr. Strachan, assisted by Ralph 

Riverdale, who have really been unbeaten Bishop and Ross Anderson, is practising 

(except by “Our Orphans” in last year’s faithfully each Tuesday and Thursday in 

play-offs) in several years. Harbord “gave” the pool. Last year at Hart House, they 

us four points when played “a certain in- came in second in the City Finals, and 

eligible player” who was well-known in would have won but for a minor technical- 

Jarvis circles. Riverdale trounced us ity. This year they won a meet at Central 

soundly in their true championship style, “Y” in a competition open to all schools 

(that team may go places!) With Malvern 

we split the two games, winning on up the good work. New members are 

in the city. We hope that they will keep 

al- 

home floors. The boys from Malvern just ways welcome, and are willingly shown the 

couldn’t come up to “the high standard of fundamentals of competitive swimming.

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JUNIOR HOCKEY 

Under the skilful guidance of Mr. 

Strachan and the experienced “Itchy” 

Kressler. the juniors fielded a spirited 

team, winning two of their four games. 

Although many were inexperienced they 

showed their worth by fighting hard in 

true Jarvis spirit. 

In their first game they ran up against 

a superior opponent in North Toronto, 

losing by a score of 7-0. They were more 

successful in their second game, eking out 

a 1-0 count over Harbord by a long kick 

by Gall. They also won their third game 

against Lawrence Park by a score of 6-1. 

Disaster struck in their final game when 

Danforth Tech pushed their way to a 2S-5 

victory, Jimmy Thompson getting a touchdown 

on a fast break-away. 

Our boys played hard and well all 

season, and three of them were selected for 

Eastern All-Stars; Ghent (second year 

stuff); Sparling, and captain John Shortly. 

Gall was given honourable mention for his 

excellent kicking while Fallis played good 

football in the quarter-back position. Next 

season we expect to see these boys starring 

on the high school gridiron. Watch for 

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Top photo— 

INTER-FORM SHOOTING 

Champions—IB 

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Left to right—Austin, B. Campbell, 

Robinson, Alexander. 

Second photo— 

UPPER SCHOOL BASKETBALL—3F 

Front row—K. Anderson, McMenemy. 

Back row—Leeworthy, Shortly, S. Le- 

Baron. 

Third photo— 

LOWER SCHOOL BASKETBALL—2E 

Front row—English, Gricben, Smith, 

Hughes. 

Back row—Marshall, Brodie. 

Fourth photo— 

UPPER SCHOOL TOUCH RUGBY—4A 

Front row—Krug, Trout, Self, Elieff, 

McCullough. 

Back row—Tribe, Rice, McLarty, levers. 

Bottom photo— 

Front row—Hughes, Henry, Godden, 

Davidson, McMenemy. 

Back row—S. Le Baron, Shortly, Onishi 

Absent—Anderson. 

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Donna Little 

Dorothy Hunt 

James Brown 

Edward Bosanquet 

Gloria TJiompsOn 

Michael Hastings-Trew 

Margaret Wortman 

Elizabeth Smith 

Gordon MacPherson

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TOUCH RUGBY 

Starting off our 1943-1944 inter-form 

activities, touch rugby, as usual, aroused 

the competitive interest between the forms, 

and all entered teams in the schedule. The 

games were run at Riverdale Flats, with 

quite a battle between 3A and 4C for the 

upper school championship. It is noted 

that 4C emerged “the victorious victors”. 

In the lower school, interest was keen. 

Many new students participated, playing 

for the first time. The championship was 

won by 2E from the previous winner 2D. 

Credit for the well organized schedule goes 

to Karl Elieff, our sports convener, assisted 

by “Sweet Willy” Winemaster and Pete 

Zinko. 

BASKETBALL 

As a sport which depends on speed, 

alterness of mind, and good sportsmanship, 

again this year inter-form basketball proved 

to be very successful. In the lower 

school experience was lacking, but the boys 

put all they had into the game. At the 

end of the season 2E emerged as victors 

in a hard fought schedule. 

In the upper school the unexpected happened! 

3F composed, of our junior basketball 

team, very decisively beat 5C, who 

were made up of part of our senior basketball 

team. Credit is due to 3F and we 

expect to see more of these boys next year. 

The schedule was very well run by Joe 

Jeffs. 


Top left—JUNIOR RUGBY 

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Back row—Ghent, Leishman, Shortly, 

Brown. 

Middle row—Fidler, Thompson, Hayman, 

Higgins, Burnside. 

Front row—Harrison, Gall. 

Top right—SENIOR HOCKEY 

Front row—Shugg, Jeffs, Elieff, Watts. 

Middle row—Shortly, Ashton, Davison, 

Crawford, Winemaster, Duff. 

Back row—Mr. Hill, Haffey, Sills, Mc 

Neil, Beeton. 

Left middle—BOYS’ CLUB 

Front row—D. Lebaron, Loudon, Mastronardi, 

Casses, Karfilis, Davison, 

Anderson. 

Middle row—K. Winemaster. Godman, 

Ashton, Turnbull, Elieff, Duff, Endress. 

Back row—Glasscow, Mr. Hill, Crawford, 

Sinclair, Franks, Neil. 

Right middle—SWIMMING CLUB 

Front row—Thomas, Diell, Smith, Na- 

Rata. 

Second row—Brown, Needham, Bryars 

Weir, Bishop J. Anderson. 

Third row—Mr. Strachan, Marshall, 

Johnston, Loudon, R. Anderson. 

Back row—Gibson. Franks, Gordon, 

White, McMurren, Turnbull, Shortl y. 

Left bottom—JUNIOR TOUCH RUGBY 

Front row—B. Parker, J. Waddell, D. 

Claque. 

Middle row—Curtis, Manley , Loudon, 

George, Mizutani, Wheelright. 

Back row—Hutchinson, Scott, Sutton, 

Daw, Wyckoff. 

Right bottom- 1ENIOR RUGBY 

Front' row—Cassells, G. Leousis, Mastronardi, 

Motink, Ilenshall, Crawford. 

Middle row—L. Leousis, Love, Mangoff, 

Campbell, Jeffs, Lawrence, Haffey. 

Back row—J. Anderson, Ashton (managers); 

Franks, Robinson, Godman, R. 

Anderson, Sinclair, Duff, Coulter, Turnbull, 

McNeil, Winemaster, Watts. 

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This year as always, our Sport Highlights would not be complete without a list of 

the “J” winners. They are: Ashton, Crawford, Davison, Henshall, Kressler, Mangoff, 

Motink, Sinclair, with honorable mention to Haffey, Mark, Turnbull, and Venn. 

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Exit the old—Enter the new . . . 

For the second time since the outbreak 

of war that old familiar chair in Room 24 

has been vacated. First “Webb” Bowman, 

who knew football from one end to the 

other and back again, left us; and then 

last spring “Fred” Siberry left our ranks. 

Mr. Bowman is now a Flight-Lieutenant in 

the R.C.A.F., and Mr. Siberry is a Sub- 

Lieutenant in the R.C.N.V.R, We now 

welcome into our midst, Mr. Cameron 

Strachan, who hails from Lindsay with 

seven years’ teaching experience behind 

him. May your stay with us be long and 

pleasant, Mr. Strachan! 

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He emerged from the pile-up! With 

the ball tucked under his arm, five big 

bruisers from Tech chasing him, Jimmy 

Thompson ran as if possessed for an 80- 

yard touchdown (our only one of the day). 

True, Danforth beat our juniors 28-5, but 

for many years to come we will see 

“coming in on high”. 

Most of you didn’t see it, but we did! 

It was the opening kick-off in the second 

half. Mangoff snatched the ball in midair. 

and off he went! Yes, Ted ran right 

through the Lawrence Park team for a 

seventy yard dash and a touch-down. 

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Speaking of basketball, we are supposed 

to have the hottest wing in the league in 

Shimizu, who can sink a basket from any 

angle on the floor. Fast, tricky and wily 

(from his low crouch, too,) he certainly 

knows the game inside out. 

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Now we can’t leave out Lawrence Mark 

and Joe Jeffs who were also “pretty hot” 

on the basketball floor. They both played 

“heads-up” ball all year; small but mighty 

men are they! 

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It was a heart-warming sight to see Ed. 

Mastronardi run those last twenty yards 

Jimmy *or the winning touch-down to edge out 

Harbord 9-8. 

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To all you inquisitive people who have 

demanded more news about the staff, here 

is gossip accumulated from various teachers 

who received the same vicious treatment as 

we receive from our composition teachers 

to “write about this subject and hand it 

in by 3.30 sharp!” Yes, Jarvisites, your 

teachers wrote the following sketches. 

Figure out who wrote them, and high-class 

black-mail may yet be used in Jarvis! 

Our respected principal, Mr. A. E. Allin, 

was born in London, Ontario. I shall not 

tell you when. You yourselves know that 

he is not in the sere and yellow leaf, but 

like the prophet of old, his eye is not dim 

and his natural force not abated. Shortly 

after this interesting event, he attended 

high school in London and Goderich (no, 

not simultaneously). He graduated from 

the University of Toronto in 1910 in Geology, 

took his M.A. in Biology and served 

on the University staff as a demonstrator 

for two years. Mr. Allin came to Jarvis in 

1913. This is, and has been, his only school, 

so when he was appointed Principal in 

1939 he merited it through service, scholarship 

and all-round qualities. The “Old 

School” has never receded from its prominent 

position under his leadership, and we 

hope it may long continue.”. 

Fletcher Staples was born near Lindsay, 

Ontario. Spent youth on a farm and 

learned the intricacies of handling a crosscut 

saw quite early in life. No feature 

of farm life is foreign to his ken. After 

graduation from Victoria College he served 

twelve years on staff of Albert Colleg 

had a great knack of catching boys crawlling 

through the second story windows after 

being A.W.L. till 1.00 a.m. His course 

was Oriental Languages but he swung with 

no uncertainty into the teaching of Latin 

and “non est dubium quin Fletcher sit 

pedagogue”! 

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“A quarter tof a century ago, with skirl- 

Staff Stuff 

ing bagpipes and swirling kilts, he marched 

away from Kingston and caught up with 

the 48th Highlanders who were then serenading 

the Bosche at Hill 70. As a Platoon 

Commander in that regiment he left the din 

of battle strife to return home two years 

later, Last summer, after five furious 

weeks spent in presiding over Upper School 

French Composition marking, he once 

again heard the martial trumpet blare and 

from his chair stepped down to don the 

sober khaki shirt and pants of a buck 

private to drill upon Niagara plains for 

twenty-eight days in No. 2 Platoon with 

the School of Cadet Corps Instructors. Asked 

how he enjoyed the experience he replied: 

“It was great fun. I found it relaxing 

to work as an active private soldier 

and to be relieved of stalking about as 

an officer trying to look important.” Yes, 

dear reader, you have guessed aright: he 

is none other than your debonair friend, 

Monsieur Brokenshire.” 

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“As soon as school was out. Mr. John 

Nelson jumped in the old Willy’s, the only 

jeep owned by a member of the staff; and 

with four (four only) tires held together 

with chewing gum and a prayer, led a 

parade up Yonge Street as far as Orillia. 

There his father, who can still out-fish him, 

but never out-talk him, is still hale and 

hearty for all his 87 years. Our Mr. Nelson 

was responsible for much of the increased 

yield of farm produce from that 

area. He reported back for duty in September 

in the finest of fettle, and has plans 

to operate about seventy-five acres this 

coming year. Any individuals who excel 

in history periods qualify as assistants: 

open-field system will definitely not be 

used, so do not count on sleeping in the 

hedges!” 

This ends our Staff Stuff for this year. 

Another thrilling instalment in 1945. Order 

your Magnet now.

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LenorE Reynolds, 4C 

The Past Jarvisite had been out many, small,” sighed Mr. Jenkins, “but that’s 

many years. One day she found herself war time fare, of course.” 

calling, in the course of business, on the I then asked Miss Darroch how she 

mother of a Present Jarvisite. During the managed. Rationing is her chief headache, 

interview, the young P.J. came in from but by now she has it worked out. Quota 

school. 

basis for ice cream and chocolate bars 

“Anything to eat, Mom? I’m starved. means that we receive . a percentage only of 

That cafeteria is lousy!” and off he tramp- year s consumption. The cost of food 

ed to raid the kitchen. 

has risen everywhere, including prices to 

our cafeteria; but, since the law forbids 

The visitor became interested. “When I 

any raising of the price to customers, the 

went to the school, in the old building, 

only way to come out even is to reduce the 

those of us who couldn’t get home at noon 

had to bring our lunch. Such a miserable, 

helpings. So don’t blame anyone but Hitler 

for those small cuts of pie. 

monotonous menu;—every day the same 

jam sandwiches, cookies, and an apple; 

The cafeteria makes no profit; it is 

never a hot dish or drink. I think those 

run at cost. Out of every dollar taken in 

five years of eating the same uninteresting 

—sixty-five cents goes for food, twenty-five 

for wages, and the remaining ten for electricity 

and replacement of equipment. On 

lunches would make me appreciate any 

cafeteria. Is it really so bad?” she queried. 

days when roast beef is served, the cafeteria 

actually loses money; fortunately it 

The wise mother smiled. “Oh, no, it’s 

first class, as I happen to know. But naturally, 

no boy ever gets enough at once. And Meals are planned a month ahead by a 

makes up on “meatless Tuesdays”. 

I notice when they grumble about the pie, Committee, consisting of dietitians chosen 

it’s not quality they criticize, but quantity. [rom the High Schools. Menus and prices 

As if any place .ould give home-sized help- are unjform throughout the city schools. 

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At Jarvis, Miss Darroch is the last of a 

—The above contrast intrigued me, as a number of trained dietitians, and those 

Magnet reporter, and I therefore interview- who have been longest in the school (I 

ed first some teachers, then the dietition. mean the teachers!) say that she gives us 

The teachers were most reassuring, the best meals of all. And that’s in war 

“Better value and better cooking than you time! 

can get in any restaurants these days,” That reminds me of the Jarvis boys now 

was the general verdict. “Excellent cook- in Africa and Sicily. Read their letters; 

mg and variety,” pronounced Miss Cosens, then speculate on their opinion of our 

“I don’t know how she does it under war cafeteria. 

time restrictions,” “Helpings may be a bit ’Nuf'f said. 

“I used to be a crack shot in my time,” 

said the old timer. 

The rest of us paused in "our conversation 

and hitched our chairs a little closer 

to the old box stove in the big room of 

the hunting lodge. The old timer had a 

fund of stories of the woods, and we amateur 

hunters could ask for nothing better 

The Equation 

Ted Dixon, 3’E 

in the way of entertainment and information 

than to get him reminiscing. The talk 

had been about freak shots, some of which 

were amazing and some amusing, and we 

prepared to listen with respect as Old Bill 

began to talk. 

“I was returning to camp one evening 

after a long day on the trails and the last


thing I wanted to do was go one step out looked across at the rock wall. If I could 

of my way. Me for camp, I thought, and hit that wall at the proper angle with a 

supper and bed. The sun had set and the bullet, I should get a ricochet right to that 

light wasn’t too good when I saw a move- bear. With a little close calculation I 

ment ahead of me. I stopped and looked ought to be able to make that shot a fatal 

around. I was going down the sloping one. 

side of a gully whose far wall rose in sheer “I crouched on one knee and figured the 

rock. Between me and my camp, along strength and direction of the wind, the 

the gully floor, there loomed a huge tree, roughness of the rock wall, the angle of 

My only way lay past this tree, as huge the shot, the angle of the ricochet, the 

outcroppings of rock on either hand made distance from me to the wall, and from 

any other path difficult and arduous. Look- the wall to the bear. Then I was ready, 

ing around the tree in my path was a large Slowly, I squeezed the trigger.” 

and most ferocious bear. He drew back There was a dead silence. We were hangout 

of sight, so that it was impossible for ing on his every word. The old timer 

me to get a shot at him. 

struck a match on the seat of his pants 

“Sitting down on a rock I decided to and held it to his pipe. Unable to stand 

think this thing out. There we sat, me ’n the suspense any longer, a voice from the 

the grizzly, neither one of us willing to back said, “well did you kill the bear?” 

give ground. It was then I thought, here’s “Heck, no!” said the old timer between 

a chance for science against instinct. I puffs, “I never even hit the rock wall.” 

^kai Jloche/i of Mivne 

Josephine Campbeee, 2 C 

That locker of mine, with its litter of funk, 

From books to bananas, from learning to 

bunk l 

When I open the door in a fever of haste, 

With a welter of objects myself I lambaste. 

Like a bomb comes big book on my head, 

All over the floor my papers are spread. 

I gaze at the debris in puzzled dismay; 

Should I risk being late and put things away? 

In the meantime the bell sounds a challenging 

ring; 

It’s ten after nine; I’ve five minutes to fling 

All my property back in disorderly state, 

And dash to the classroom before I am late. 

I work like a fiend and cram it all in, 

But when shutting the door my troubles 

begin; 

For alas and alack, the door will not close. 

Once more I am left in bewildered repose. 

To add to my worries, a 9.15 ring 

Makes me snap to attention for God Save 

the King. 

By this time I’m angry, so mad I can't speak, 

For I know that this brings detentions all 

week. 

So I shrug my shoulders in abject despair, 

And chastened and. licked, I crawl down the 

stair. 

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DQ3LUUNT 

-/ 

On my way to the classroom, Late 

Notice in hand, 

I resolve and determine to take a firm 

stand, 

To clean up my locker before / leave 

school, 

And never again to feel such a fool. 

As I slump in my scat, / hear teacher 

say, 

“Locker inspection at 3.30 today!”

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1A 

We have but a feeble reputation in music, 

but Mrs. Allen vouches for our supremacy 

in Maths. French is tough fun. Science 

is our favourite subject. 

CELEBRITIES: 

Pat Anderson—she can parlez Frangais. 

Marie Day—our artist. 

Mildred Bell—pianist boogie-woogie) 

Elizabeth Bourne—leads academically 

with SI.73 percent. 

Bob Corrigan—can he swim! 

Sollie Bonaparte—our champ boxer, and 

authority on blood circulation. 

EX-RAYS Of 1A 

Norman Albin—our little “lamzydivy”. 

George Anderson—the human rock; he 

is always floating on the bottom. 

Bennett and Binney—our Air Cadets. 

Fred Bochmer—the sultan of loud ties. 

- Brian Cardwell—laundry man. His motto—“no 

monee, no shirtee”. We also hear 

he has a new job oiling trains at the freight 

yard. 

William Christie—has a habit of flashing 

his comb through his hair at the beginning 

of each period. What a wave! 

Chas. Copses—the man who knows the 

answers before the teacher asks the questions. 

Neville Cumberland—funeral man. His 

slogan is “why walk around half dead; we 

give good burials for only $49.50”. 

Vincent De Vita—our perpetual loudspeaker. 

IB 

Form IB boasts and gloats in the dis- 

tinction of being Mr. Jenkins’ only first 

form in fifteen years. This is an honour 

we know how to appreciate (only don’t 

ask us our math marks") We 

brighten up when his period comes around. 

Our Santa Claus says we are his littlamzidivy, 

but that he cannot give us gifts in 

June, and we needn’t come a-weeping on 

his shoulder then, as he always wears his 

waterproof vest. 

Our academic standing is,—well—we 

muddle along. Our leading light is Iladelle 

Izzo; after her, the lights get dimmer all 

the way. 

In sports, our boys tied with Second 

Form in floor hockey (first game). We 

are not boasting about our basketball just 

yet. The girls defeated IE in volleyball. 

In the swimming meet, the boys rolled up 

a total of one (1) point. (We believe in 

making a good start.) 

Three members of the school band are 

IBsters. Nine of the girls are in the choir; 

Haig is our Fran Sinatra. 

Gall is our member on the Junior Rugby 

team. Also one of the sharks in mathematics. 

The other two are Bet Keir and 

Michaloff—their record is 96 per cent per 

each! 

Bessie Lee is champion War Stamp 

buyer. 

Malory and McGugan are our Air 

Cadets. 

The favourite name in Form IB? 

Take a look at the register and you’ll see, 

A Jonsey here and a Jonsey ther 

Certainly the Jonses are not rare. 

Murray s tne one that's never found, 

Valerie’s the one who’s always around.

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1C 

We hear that Turnbull and Scheuler are 

going in for research but Turbull is working 

strictly on the feminine side. 

We have an R.C.M.P. contingent— 

Dolores. Mary, Leona, Hester, and Nancy 

—they always get their man. 

FUTURE PREDICTIONS: 

Rae—Successor to Charlie McCarthy. 

Rousom—a swoon crooner. 

Westwood—a man about town. 

White—president of 47 different clubs. 

Robinson—a skiing expert. 

Thelma Urquhart—an efficient secretary. 

Ann Somers—society girl. 

Who’s that beautiful girl crossing the 

campus? — Why it’s Pat Watson! 

ID 

“Mr. Strachan” 

Mr. Strachan, our Math, professor, 

Possibly Einstein’s famed successor. 

He’s led us through our Y’s and X’s, 

Helped the boys train their reflexes. 

Upon arrival at J.C.I., 

The students found him a wonderful guy. 

Ever since we’ve liked his way, 

And so we hope he’ll always stay. 

Douglas Brown, our great swimmer, has players 

IE 

We’d like to know why Cynthia 

Heighington sent Mr. Steinhauer a Xmas 

card and then blushed so when he thanked 

her for it. 

Margot, why are you always combing 

your hair in the third period? 

Seems mighty queer that the science 

desk occupied by Berhardt and Radford is 

always wet. 

Watch carefully and you will see a 

certain girl sit and stare at Vernon and 

McArthur. 

Lanning and a certain girl are very 

friendly. I wonder why? 

If Talvila is a woman-hater as he claims, 

why does he flirt with all the girls? He 

knows some mighty sweet words for a boy 

who doesn’t pitch woo. 

We wonder what happened to Douglas 

Loney’s paper, the “IE Express”? 

The Magnet Editors congratulate Form 

IQS on their excellent form paper. 

In the Junior Rugby this year three 

members of the team are in IF. The 

names are Donald (“flash”) 

won two medals for swimming and diving. 

Mortimer; 

y 

Phil (“tarzan”) Pando and Jim 

He is very proud of it, and who wouldn’t 

be? Leon Glassco is our athletic rep.; he 

has won several champioships in various 

sports. Pat Arnoldi is another one of our 

swimmers and a great lover of nature. 

Stephan Balkow is the Samson of ID. 

From out of the West comes Kenny Kameoka, 

one of the brains who stood second 

in the class, and a very quiet boy he is. 

There is also Brown from South of the 

Border. 

John Outos is our War Service Council 

representative. He is responsible for most 

of the things done. He stood first with a 

percentage well over eighty, and that’s really 

good work. 

Some of our Mathematicians are, Carter, 

IF 

Although very good in school subjects, 

IF is excellent in sports. 

(“speedy”) Thomson. This of course 

would not be complete without mentioning 

Don Gaudin our ace basketball player. 

Pando played excellent foot-ball in the 

backfield while Thomson, who played end, 

scored the only touchdown for Jarvis 

against Danforth Tech. 

IF would probably have taken the lower 

school hockey championship this year if 

there had been any ice. We have such excellent 

players as Thwaites, Gaudin, Sherk, 

Pando, Younge, MacPhail, and Winemaster. 

The 2A girls have had a considerable 

the poet; Briggs and Nichols, the lovers; amount of fun and excitement even if they 

and Kameoka, Glassco and Outos the have not proved very outstanding in sports, 

writers. 

(so far). Our first volleyball game was 

Oh we almost forgot. We have Brampton unusually successful but in our second 

the Artie Shaw of ID with his clarinet. game we lost. 

2A


We are proud to announce that the 

money raised in our “Pledge Week” 

amounted to the grand total of $65.00. We 

must admit that our faithful boys, sacrificed 

their hard-earned money for the 

“great cause”. 

Most of the class met at Rosedale Rink 

on a Saturday evening early in January, 

where we enjoyed an evening of frolic, 

after which we plodded through the snow 

to Isobel Farrand’s home, where we were 

met with steaming hot-dogs and all the 

trimmings. We must add that the social 

committee has planned more such affairs. 

My! Such talents we have displayed in 

good old 2A. Mary Mitzutani shone in 

first place with 81 per cent. And Racicot 

broke forth in maths with 100 per cent. 

This jolted even Mr. Jenkins! 

“Baskets, baskets, everywhere!” and all 

belonged to 2A. This was the “chant” the 

members of 2A had an excellent reason 

for singing at the deadline of the basket 

drive last fall. Room 27 was a gold-mine 

if baskets may be counted as nuggets. 

Number of baskets: 728—school champs. 

Other collections and the selling of tickets 

are always greeted with similar response 

and enthusiasm. Orchids are due to Sandy 

Leishman, for his foot-in-the-door style of 

salesmanship. 

In basketball our boys went through the 

season undefeated. With Hughes as their 

star, the final game against IF was ended 

with a 34-2 score. Dick Hughes is also 

one of the stars of the junior basketball 

team. 2A boys are the lower school champs. 

2A was aptly represented at the Central-Y 

Swim Meet by Thomas and Smith taking 

first place, and Bryars a second. English 

and Marshall also gave able assistance in 

helping Jarvis to win the Meet. 

. 2A were also shooting champs of the 

lower school represented by Racicot, Wortman, 

Leishman, and Galbraith, with Greben 

as a sub. Three beautifully battered 

bodies belonging to 2A’s rugby men were 

found buried beneath tons of rugby equipment 

at the end of the season—Higgins, 

Leishman, and-Bryars by name. 

2B 

2B, where East meets West and North 

meets South. We have representatives from 

England, Wales, China, Yugoslavia, Argentina, 

S. Africa, Russia, France, Belgium, 

United States, and Leaside. 

2B girls won several games of volleyball, 

but in the semi-finals were defeated by 2E 

with a score of 19-16. In speaking of 

athletics we are very proud of our wonderful 

versatile boys. The latest report is 

that they nearly won a game of floorhockey 

against a first form. 

?????? about that form party we’ve 

planned since September. 

Our favourite subject is literature which 

our intelligent souls simply dote upon. We 

love mathematics so much that we can’t 

tear ourselves away from it until long 

after 3.30. 

Pat Chu—100 percent in Math and 100 

percent in Latin. 

Pat Adam—stood first at Christmas with 

SI percent. (Ed. note: It pays to have a 

name like Pat!!!) 

Tclfer—100 percent in detentions, jazz, 

and inter-desk communication with Brown. 

Hocking—the lad with the French accent. 

Marvel MacMillan—the marvel woman 

for being absent nearly every other day. 

Barbara Flett— a whiz on the harmonica, 

especially the “Last Post” 

Trought—the answer to “meatless Tuesday”.

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2C 

From pupil and scholar 

We got one whole dollar 

For boys that have been in 2C. 

Though our stamp sales' excel, 

Our sports kind of . . . well, 

But also we’re tops socially. 

Silverstein 

In sports does shine; 

Shimizu's our brain. 

Corcoran, 

Our ladies’ man, 

Bugge, our great Dane. 

Reginald Scott 

Gets around quite a lot, 

His ambition’s to better the teachers. 

In a cloud Creighton walks, 

In a class Charter talks, 

And Dixon’s jokes are a feature. 

Ramona or Jean 

Seem fit to be queen, 

And blonde Edith Hubbard stood first. 

From the fair British Isles 

Comes June Biggs and smiles, 

And Margaret stood far from the worst. 

Frimette’s novel name 

Is not to her shame, 

And Nancy collects all our cash. 

At sports Joan is famous 

So no one can blame us, 

For writing about all this trash. 

Kent. We triumphed in the first game 

against 2E. but 2B proved to be better— 

we lost. However, play the game! 

The teachers of 2D despair. 

They really think it’s quite unfair. 

We cannot have both brains and looks, 

To please the Messrs. Hill and Cook. 

It was in the Lit. class and the query 

was, “What made the noise when the bold 

hero dashed up the stairs?” A little boy 

named Claque stood up and answered, 

“Mice?” Sutton is 2E’s hardest fighting 

politician, and Fidler manages to dig out 

some of the weirdest sweaters ever seen in 

the halls of Jarvis. Brien is our Math, 

brain even though he sleeps thrugh all the 

periods. Bill Parker is the little man with 

all the dates (in History). Jim Scott needs 

a pair of broad shoulders to hide behind 

to elude the prying glances of the teachers. 

Dave Louden is the little man who is always 

there. He plays up to Miss St. John 

with his beautiful tenor voice. Curtis, the 

glamour boy made an excellent speech in 

Comp., and Waddell, because he wouldn’t 

need an amplifier, would make an excellent 

propaganda minister. 

We were wondering if Estelle Yolles 

opens her mouth to hear herself talk or 

just to let the air in. Mr. Dyce and Marion 

2D 

Peterson are sure to get along fine together 

if Marion keeps up her fine work in Science. 

I wonder if roller-skates would help 

Mr. Staples should have been a throat 

Rosemary Dojas to come to school on 

specialist, because he gets a lot of practice 

time . . . (our 9.16 girl). 

making Eleanor Found say the ablative 

Our Janee Shirk: and still the wonder endings o-a-o. It is agreed that Charlotte 

grew, 

Wagman is the most exquisite member of 

That one small girl could carry all she the hen corner. Elizabeth Jamieson is our 

knew (87%). 

own little bowl of sunshine. 2E girls owe 

What would the boys of 2D do in maths, a great deal of gratitude to Helen Manou 

if it wasn’t for Marg. Kent to help them for the splendid sportsmanship she disthrough 

their difficulties? 

played which enabled us to carry off the 

Gladys McArthur—our “Woman of the lower school volleyball championship. 

World”. 

The boys easily won the lower school 

rugby champioship, with such stars as 

Evangeline Diogas—Why so quiet? Or 

Wychoff, Mizutani and Hutchison on the 

are we mistaken? 

team. They weren’t so lucky in basketball, 

although they put up a good fight. 

Martha Nagata—2D’s mascot. 

Dolores Dremen—Was denken Sie von So far in floor hockey, they have won one 

Kanada? 

game by a lop-sided score, and figure to 

Our girls volleyball team was, to say the run 2D right into the ground. Come out 

least, superb, under the leadership of Marg. fighting boys!! 

2E

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3A 

What 3A needs is a few more good-looking 

boys as we already have enough goodlooking 

girls. We all (especially the boys) 

welcome back to the class, Francis Love. 

In the boys’ sports, we started off well 

in rugby and it looked as if we might win 

the crest, but we bumped into 4A and they 

changed our minds. After a hard game we 

consented to let them have it. There was 

no inter-form hockey, unfortunately, as 

we favour this sport; but as for Basketball, 

we did not get very far, so let’s not 

mention that. 

However, in the girls’ sports, 3A put up 

a good fight but was beaten by 5A. This 

will not make us downhearted however, 

for 3A and 3B still have hope in beating 

each other in baseball. 3A are determined 

to be the Upper School Champs. 

Hughes—what we need is more brains 

—like his! 

Lomax—our Crosby-Sinatra crooner. 

Pat Riley—the cute little blonde with 

the Southern accent who hails from St. 

Catharines. 

Eleanor Fraser—adds something to the 

Jarvis uniform! 

Glen McNeil—our three-minutes-beforethe-bell 

glamour boy. 

Ralph White—after receiving his report 

decided to join the army. 

Steriojj—our budding artist. Too bad 

his talents are held back by Miss Durie. 

Miss Mumbie—Oh, another brain from 

Leaside. 

Tom Briggs—Why does he wear those 

ties? 

Kennedy,—gee, if only I could understand 

my Latin, maths., French, physics, 

etc., I would be a smart lad. 

So far, 3A has had two form parties, a 

weiner roast at Leaside, and the second, a 

house party at Shirley Anderson’s. 

Heard daily in the History Class: 

Mr. Sheppard—“Jones, I’ve wanted to 

know for a long time now, is Mildred your 

sister?” 

Jones—“Heck, no!” 

Mildred—!“Lordy-love-a-duck! What 

will he think of next!” 


3B 

We 3B boys are behind the eight-ball 

this year because we have only seventeen 

boys in the class. It is quite a job getting 

fellows out for inter-form sports. To date 

our record is nil in basketball, and one 

game won in floor-hockey (we have only 

played one). We have played no games 

of rugby or hockey. Not a bad record, 

eh? (Ed. note: What do you mean? You 

haven’t done anything yet!!!) 

Stephen Tabumeny and Jack Weitzman 

draw the hair across the wire under the 

guidance of Mr. Wilkie. John Mackriss, 

along with the feminine celebrities is knitting 

articles for the soldiers. As yet he 

hasn't learned to turn the heels on socks. 

Our desires: 

George Burns — “Any usable gas 

coupons?” 

Dave Hastings a blonde, and Ron Currie 

a brunette. 

George Atanasojj—elevators in school. 

All the boys—more sleep, less homework. 

Do history and 3B mix? — Ask Mr. 

Staples. 

Read our form serial “The Simp”,— 

1 copy—15 Quaker Oats box tops or 5 

cents payable to 3B treasurer. 

About the busiest person in 3B these 

days is Gloria Thompson, our English war 

guest. She plays in the orchestra, takes 

an active part on the War Service Council, 

draws for the Magnet, and is one of the 

best little gold-diggers we know—Our war 

fund is no problem! 

Helga Binder again headed the form, 

with Joan Stewart and Anne Stoicheff holding 

a close second and third. 

Socially, 3B is a great success. Helen 

Miller is back after having the flu. 

To prove Mr. Staple’s statement that 

we are all brawn and no brain, les femmes 

of 3B are well on their way to again winning 

the baseball championship (we hope). 

According to Miss St. John, the rule of 

the definite article applies to school, church, 

Heaven and Hell, and. all other places of 

public resort. 

Mr. Staples—“and so, Hannibal, unable 

to transport battering rams across the Alps 

—began to use his head.”

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3C 

Form Motto—Je 1’apprendrai demain. 

Our form is the biggest little form in the 

school, as it was hit hard in the “Great 

Purge” for delinquents in January. We 

lost such memorable characters as Borovilis, 

Sharp and others. We also lost George 

Ayres to the Navy; he, anyway, will be 

a credit to us. Our form had more parties 

than any other form in the school. Nada 

Bozinoff is wondering why the Junior 

Basketball team doesn’t dress up for the 

occasion. At the last party John Shortly, 

Jack Henry, and Archie Davidson were 

presented with bootlegger, grafter, and 

stinker certificates respectively. 3C is 

handling itself well in the financial field 

for the War Service Council; they collected 

over forty-three dollars. The 3C boys, 

though brawny and courageous, are too 

few for the mobs of the other forms. 

This brings us to the immortal academic 

standard, which we regret to say is low, 

although we did have somebody who got 

74 percent in something. The “esprit de 

corps” (which is French, and our form 

cannot do French) is very high in our 

little group. When a teacher asks if a 

Margo Doty—our beautiful representaperson 

has been away all afternoon we sit tive for Northway’s, and a brain in Maths, 

there looking dumb, and don’t deny or too! 

confirm it. Under all their hardness we Do you remember— 

think the teachers like us, /especially Mr. The day Laco substituted for Miss 

Steinhauer and Mr. Ferguson. In out- Cochrane and the inspector walked in? 

standing personalities we have Needham Laco, was your face red?? 

whom we think ought to still be wearing Who put that explosive stuff behind Mr. 

short pants, but he tries hard. Adams is Muir’s desk? No one from 3D, we preour 

Romeo; he doesn’t even have to sing sume? 

for them to swoon. E Mitchell, M. Mowatt, The chief occupations of our students 

and B. Hunt are our glamour girls. Mr. (not mentioning names) is the eating of 

Steinhauer is our form teacher. Even if lunches in math, class. 

we can not conjugate a verb, decline pronouns, 

do phonetics, learn vocabulary—he semi-finals by two points in over-time. 

Our boys from 3D were beaten in the 

loves us all very dearly. 

Too bad boys, but good try anyhow. 

3D 

Never before have so many intelligent, 

humorous, and enlightened people been 

congregated together. Of course, when 

such a mixture meet ,big things are bound 

to happen— 

Bill Sparling—Congratulations—for not 

only was he our football hero; he stood 

second with seventy per cent, and after 

six years of slavery, he has finally passed 

his grade two piano examinations. 

Scott—the tax collector, always brings a 

morbid atmosphere with him. Never mind, 

Scott, we still love you. 

Mr Allen—threatens to take his Math, 

problems to his first forms — Well Mr. 

Allen—we’re waiting!! 

Gloria Morgan and Bill Strykoski, our 

Latin genii; Bill got ninety-four percent 

and Gloria ninety-two percent, That’s 

what we need more of. 

Among our interesting class averages 

are sixty-nine in Latin, forty-three in 

Maths,—We believe in a balanced diet. 

Is it Sherman or the gremlins that draw 

on Miss Cochrane’s board every noon hour? 

We wonder!

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3E 

the fact that our form leads all forms but 

one in the war council drive. 

According to Mr. Allin’s comments, the MARY GEORGE: We all want to 

“E” in 3E does not, we gather, stand for thank Mary for the grand party she 

“Excellent”, but we do feel that we are “threw” early in the new year. She makes 

“Exceptional”, to say the least. 

a good hostess, doesn’t she, Ghent? 

CHARACTERS 

STAN WEDEKAM: Don’t be too hard 

Macpherson—the lad who draws in every on him, fellas, he does get our memory 

period except P.T. 

work postponed a few days. 

Jarvis—no Physics done since he chang- DONNA LITTLE: “Red” still won’t 

ed his seat. The fact that he sits near a do Galbraith’s Latin, agrees with Mr. 

girl has nothing to do with it, of course! Staples that he should devote his bass 

Rita Gainer—our War Service “Rep”— 

Good work, keep it up! 

Frank Tidy—“The light that failed”— 

The R.C.A.F, has him now. 

voice to swoon-crooning, or something. 

MALCOLM RUSSELL: Attributes his 

size, (6’2” a't the ripe old age of 16), to 

having lived on rice while spending the 

Ralley—our hero. 

earlier years of his life in India. 

The teachers have given up pronouncing JAQUELINE GAGE: Attributes her 

Borovilos’ name. They now sneeze it. phenomenal growth (5’1”) to not having 

3E glows in the reflected glory of each lived in India. 'She points with pride, 

and every one of its seven girls. 

however, to the fact that Irma Chong is 

DO WE KNOW OUR TEACHERS?— an inch or so shorter than herself. 

WE SHOUD. 

DOROTHY THOMPSON: It is difficult 

to write on global strategy and eco 

Miss Cochrane—“Summarize these six 

paragraphs and then we will have a five- nomics and get to school on time, is it not, 

minute library period,” 

Dot? 

Mr. Dycc—“Now,—Now,—you ten boys FRED SMITH: Life has never a dull 

come in and see me at 3.30 and we’ll get moment, has it, Smitty? 

this thing ironed out.” 

ANN 'LAMBERT: Takes time off from 

Miss Elliott—“Parlez-vous Francis?” standing well up in the top half dozen to 

“Jawohl, niein Fraulein.” 

study Spanish. 

Mr. HiU—“Platoon, FALL IN . . . And RICHARD STASIOR: Frequently 

you too. Moore.” 

stands up to answer a question with fifteen 

Mr. Moor chouse—■“ ... and box it.” minutes left to a period, and gets stopped 

Mr. Nelson—“Phwe-e-e-e-t! Are you by the bell, 

with us? or don’t you want to learn? well 

. . . frankly ...” 

4A 

Some people actually go so far as to 

3F 

say that A1 Capp’s cartoon creation “Dogpatch” 

is modelled after some characters 

Last fall, when the powers that be were in the Fourth at Jarvis this year. Here 

assigning their victims to the regular forms, are some of the reasons. . . . 

they found themselves with a lot of left- Who could be Little Abner but Gabby 

over “rabble of low degree”, and with this Grant Gibson? “Sanitary Yokum” being 

useless material they created an entirely disinfected Clifford Hickling. The reason 

new form, 3F. This “adorable lot”, (at why the ladies sob, of course, McCauley, 

least in the eyes of our chief philosopher, “Embraceable Bob”. Daisy Mae is known 

Mr. Jenkins), was placed in the capable as Eila, and Lonesome Polecat is our Stanhands 

of Miss Elliot. Among us are the ]ey. Lesley Wooky is “Typhoon McGoon”. 

following notorious characters. 

(The reason why, the babes they swoon.) 

JOY NURSE: Stood first by a county Sulpha Sal is Mammy Yokum, boy how 

concession, so rates first place in our list she can lam and poke ’em. George Macof 

classroom personalities. 

Laughlin is “Marryin’ Sam” and Shirley 

CHRIS METCALF: An English war Mays is “Giggling Pam”. Available Jones” 

guest, approximately 99% responsible for is Georgie Pyper, watch your girl or he


may swipe her. Hubert Ivers is “Lester 

Gooch”. What a man, how he can mooch! 

Trout, Tribe and Rice, “the Scragg Boys 

three”, they’re either out walking or on a 

spree. Pat Wilson, our own “Tobacca 

Rhoda” has to take Bicarbonate Soda. 

“Moonshine McSwine’s” our own little 

Flo . . . Don’t get me wrong she ain’t at 

all slow . . . Over the tracks lies “Pineapple 

Junction”. “Agnes McGurk” is Eleanor 

Johnson. Also from when comes Shirley 

Gunn (called Blushing Bertha just for fun.) 

And at last to end this tale of woe, . . . 

the Editor crosses it out, say “Nooooo”. 

4B 

Don Stephenson finally gave up and 

joined the Navy. Bogoeff, the man with 

the deep voice, expects to be drafted any 

day now. Wild Bob Campbell has finally 

found a permanent seat in Miss Nesbitt’s, 

but he looks very lonely up there in the 

corner with his own private desk. Thanks 

to 4B Jarvis had a football team this year 

(so they say). No less than seven boys 

played on our Senior team. 

Of course we have our outstanding personalities, 

such as, 

Ross Anderson—better known to all of 

us as Zoot Suit Yokum, the playboy of 

Jarvis, 

Bob Bickerton—the handsome lad with 

the purple sport coat. 

Johnny Anderson—that popular lad, who 

claims: “It is better to have loved and lost 

—than never to have loved at all.” 

Damon Austin—who managed to rank 

first with a neat 72 percent. 

Eric God-man—we hardly recognized 

this noted historian when he came to school 

with his moustache shaved off! 

Ken Campbell and Pat Robinson—who 

claim their hobby is girls, are always talking 

secretly about something. They’re inseparable, 

or so Miss Nesbitt claims. 

Hugh Sutherland—who is still wondering 

who tore the door off his locker. 

Grant- Dufj—must be descended from 

Socrates the way he handles those tough 

problems. 

WE WONDER— 

What Dave Bee and Mr. Brokenshire 

have in common? 

If Keith Alexander will ever be seen 

three days in succession without a wad of 

gum in his mouth? 

Why Mr. Dyce likes Gloria Little so 

much? 

Whether Kay Lansdell will ever'lose 

that happy smile? 

If Shirley Collas will ever learn to speak 

above a whisper? 

Whether Dave Watts is going to be a 

lawyer? He’s very good at arguing. 

What would happen if Mary. Bourgeois 

ever forget her French? 

Who says, £fs that all right?” Could it 

be Mr. C . . . . ? 

4C 

Well, Jarvis, here is a new Magnet with 

a new 4C bigger and better than ever. We 

are a socialistic form as Colin Hines would 

say, for we have enlivened the year with 

a weiner roast with 4B somewhere in the 

wilds of North Yonge street, a treasure 

hunt at Elizabeth Hobbs’ house, a party 

given by Esme Kerr, and the finale of the 

winter season, a Leap Year Valentine party 

at Lailla Rotenberg’s. Even the teachers 

condescended to attend, and you should 

have seen Mr. McKerracher dressing a 

doll, unaided by any safety pins. Never 

mind sir! Mr. Steinhauer has had more 

experience so naturally he did a better 

job. Would you like another piece of blueberry 

pie, Mr. Allen? 

4C is comprised of many outstanding 

people. Jack Forsythe stood first (that’s 

an old tradition) and Jack Lawrason. Jim 

Franks, and Ray Wolfe all got well over 

80 percent. Doreen Webster, to prove that 

the girls also have brains, won the Hi-Y 

scholarship, but the fourth math, tutors 

in our class are all boys. Coming to sports 

we find Ruth Pullan, our exuberant cheerleader 

and swimming champion and Barbara 

Reynolds, who stars in basketball, 

volleyball, and baseball. Joe Jeffs captained 

the school basketball team, and was also 

a football “all-star” this year. Bill Winemaster 

played some fine games in the 

backfield for the Seniors last fall. Lenore 

Reynolds holds the title of “the best knitter 

in Jarvis”. 

In executive positions of various organizations 

are A1 Cummings of the O.T.C., 

Bill Hayman of the Camera Club, Nancy

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Cox. Peggy Russell. Jim Franks and Don 

Deller on the staff of the Magnet, and 

Gordon Gray and Charlie Cheesman of 

the I.S.C.F. Eleanor Harrington and Toni 

Grube are stars of the Varieties of 1944. 

4D 

5A 

Martha Schober . . . The one person in 

lit. with original ideas. Puts them 

into practice via the Globe—works 

part time. In future years our alumnae 

will boast a feature columnist. 

Barbara Shields . . . Looks after volleyball 

on Girls’ Athletic Council, but takes 

part in all sports. Squeezes through 

all exams and is liked by all. Holder 

of an Honour J. 

Anne Shilton . . . Best all round girl athlete. 

Pres, of Girls’ Athletic Council. 

Will add to Jarvis’ fame by being a 

P.T. teacher of best Miss Stinson calibre. 

Honour J. She giggles, too. 

Marie Shepherd . . . Stars in aquatic stunts 

and the art of judo also. Loves eating 

peanuts and writing letters. Will instruct 

future Jarvisites in P.T. 

Barbara Southcott . . . Miss St. John’s 

“smart girl”. Shines in Languages. 

Marion Sibbald . . . Has been mainstay of 

clarinet section in the Orchestra since 

coming to Jarvis. Intends to nurse. 

Music soothes the savage breast! 

Scientists, linguists, or just plain jerks, 

Filled with knowledge, jokes, and quirks, 

Both boys and girls are in 4D, 

A source of trouble, it’s easy to see. 

Wolves have we on the prowl, 

Could it be Manos who begins to howl, 

Whenever Turner prances by, 

Shaking her curls and winking an eye. 

We must not forget our little Meryl, 

Henderson, Leousis, Walker and Earl. 

Rutter and Hunter are quite a pair, 

But to make any comment we just don’t 

dare. 

Last but not least we have a twosome, 

Brilliant because they always do some 

Homework, every single day, 

Talvila and Odense, I mean to say. 

—Mastronardi. 

With regard to girls’ sports we are justly 

proud of winning the swimming meet 

with our ornamental star Robin Whyte. Grace Thompson . . . Quite quiet, doesn’t 

Concerning basketball and volleyball we say much but wre hear her nickname 

refuse to make any comments. 

is Butch. Ambition is to nurse the 

George Leousis and Mastronardi are sick. 

sound football prospects. Frank Manos Margaret Wortman . . . Born in Argentine, 

tries hard at basketball. Odense is our Marg speaks Spanish like a Spaniard. 

In spare time is a librarian and the 

heroines in the books are just like her. 

floor hockey surprise with Tom Wallace 

as our substantial goalie. 

We managed to collect a total of $25. 

during pledge week—the third highest in 

the school. Our contributions to other 

Dora Phillips . . . Can she do maths! Never 

does homework yet manages to get 

firsts in everything. Smart girl. Sure 

of success . . . 

Rosemary Rac . . . “Sue” is all out for victory. 

Farmerette in the summer time 

and does all her school work regularly. 

Ideal pupil and probably header for 

a Ph.D. 

drives are practically nil. 

Talvela—still leading all the fourth form 

in the race for first place. 

Morgan—Master of Chess and Philpott 

—quite a team. 

Porter—Leaside’s greatest supporter 

and mischief maker. 

Sally Nor ham—on the Girls’ Athletic J°>' Nash • • • Vies with Dixie for beating 

Council, quite a good sport and lots of fun. 

Misses Conlin, Evcnojf and Havelock— 

a great deal of grey matter is distributed 

among this trio. 

Misses Tanner, P/cndcrgast, Mattinson, 

and Whyte—the pin-up girls of 4D. 

Shirley Allen—an all round good sport 

and Mr. Ferguson’s right hand man. 

the last bell. Only sometimes she 

doesn’t make it! Her one dream is 

to get third form algebra. 

Lois Mum ford . . . Hollywood, here comes 

Lois! Tap dancer super deluxe. Rises 

and shines in P.T. Ambition is to 

get out of Jarvis, then return as a P.T. 

'teacher.

FORM 5A 

Front row-Alan Harrison, Sidney Dick, Chas Beeton, Leonard Wratten, Gordon 

Hutchinson. 

Second row--John Blanchard, Marie 'Shepherd, Sybil Lynde, Louise Gage, Martha 

Schober, Helen Desbrisay, Elinor Adam, Joanne Zieman, Jean Robertson. 

Third row-George Letros, Douglas Davison, Paul Motink, Henry Henshall, Dora 

Phillips, DOlJlna Ross, Rosemary Rae, Barbara Dunn, Marian Sibbald, Betty 

Crane, Barbara Southcott, Pat Moudie, Fran Kent. 

Back row-Paul Sills, Harold! Segal, Louie Leousis, Mary Ellen Lithgow, Margaret 

Patterson, Barbara Shield, Ann Shilton, Dixie Richards. 

Marjorie Pullan . .. Another distinguished 

alumnae to-be ... has skill in "art 

work". She can't afford to waste time 

on Mr. Ferguson's detentions! 

Mary-Jane Menzies . . . Works on Zoology, 

as her father is a doctor. Likes the 

khaki but will be a career girl. 

Pat Moodie . .. Form SA's energetic War 

Services rep. 'She sings just to sing. 

Nice person to be with. 

Jean Robertson . .. Sings, really sings, and 

knows what it's all about. Attributes 

her su ccess to gTilled cheese sandwiches. 

Joanne Zieman . .. Will win scholarship 

in Eng. and History. "It's natural." 

Such beautiful, weird comps from 

such a liHle girl.

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Donna Ross . . . She fakes Greek which Henry Hcnshall. . . claims that size means 

puts her way up there. Pet subjects nothing. . .and by the way he swishes 

are Latin and Lit, Pet hates—doing around in Rugby and Basketball, we 

anything. 

are inclined to believe him. 

Helen Dcsbrisay . . . Stars in athletics, Paul Motink . . . although a Zoot boy, is 

especially tennis. Born diplomat . . , a country hick and bumpkin at heart. 

Helen would make a lovely Ambassador's 

wife. Meanwhile she radiates 

Dave Johnson , . . only needs his name 

her charm in 5A. Why? 

mentioned to raise one to heights of 

ecstasy. Did vou hear him at Massey 

Elinor Adam . . . Scotland must be a nice HalU 

place as Elinor comes from there. 

Shines in all subjects but will take George Crum ... has lost his interest in 

Latin and French scholarships, “A school since Dave has left for further 

wee doch ’n dorie ...” 

studies in the States, as he also is a 

Betty Crane ... . Sparkling brown eyes and musician . . . and good. 

a tongue that sparkles too. Active in Doug Davison . . . His mother must have 

in sports she is head of the Badminton. 

hockey rink . . . He's got a one-half 

dropped him on an ice-skate or a 

track mind. 

Barbara Dunn ... A great asset from out 

Hamilton way'. Red hair, but not a 

fiery temper. Full of ideas for everything. 

Louise Gage . . . No assembly was ever 

complete without her songs. She will 

be an angel for many when she’s radiating 

her smiles at the poor unfortunates 

in Hamilton Gen. Hospital. 

Fran Kent . . . Upholding the lovely line 

of Kent sisters. Exceptionally skilled 

in sports and holder of Honour J. In 

charge of writing letters to the forces 

. . . does a good job! 

Mary-Ellen Lithgow . . . Blonde, blue eyes 

—our vote for the “nicest girl”. All 

round girl in everything and is puting 

over the At Home. 

Ruthe Lawrence . . . Beautiful, brunette, 

and brains . . . Pride of Jarvis. President 

of the War Service Council, and 

candidate for “Glamour Girl, 1944”. 

Sybil Lynde , . . Sits and says nothing, 

then gets tops in History and Lit. 

Silence is golden, eh, Sybil? Especially 

if you can sleep during it. 

Margaret Patterson . . . Greatest asset to 

our war effort. Writes letters and puts 

smiles plus her dimples, in them. 

Knits during hist, and blushes beautifully. 

Another Honour J. holder. 

Dixie Richards . . . Famed for skill of 

just beating the 9:15 bell. Has her 

owt) ideas on all subjects. Head of 

Archery, and excellent in basketball. 

John Blanchard ... a subdued, silent fellow, 

but a real rowdy inside . . . 

Sid Dick ... so aptly labelled “Lighthouse” 

with his red hair. He is an 

attractive second to Zoot Motink . . . 

But in Latin, it’s Sid all the way. 

Harold Segal ... He is a clarinetist in the 

orchestra, scholar, and variety entertainer. 

A hard worker on any committee, 

throws his whole weight behind 

the job—all 240 pounds of him! 

Paul Sills . . . The little blond chap with 

the big feet . . . Pleasure, sports and 

school work are all one to this perpetual 

motion man. 

George Letros . , . Student of Greek, both 

ancient and modern. He plays the 

piano too. 

Char. Beeton . . . “How do you like my 

moustache . . . Becoming, eh?” “Well, 

Charles, it may be coming, but I 

don’t see it now!” 

Gord Hutchinson . . . Mr. Holmes is still 

thinking of calling on Einstein to find 

a method of keeping this beautynapper 

awake in Physics. 

Louis Lcousis . . . Chomp, chomp, . . . Yes, 

that’s Louis . . . between howling with 

the rest of the wolf pack and borrowing 

homework, gum occupies his spare 

time.

FORM 5B 

First row-Bob Love, Mervyn Smth, Orville Chisolm, Clifford Kressler, John Shields. 

Second row-Joyce Rice, Pat O'Reilly, Adele Ylinen, Ruth MacMi11an, Ailsa MacIver, 

Joy Rolls, Lucy Leith, Joyce Rae. 

Third row-Elizabeth Treloar, Ruth Bradshaw, Estelle Gray, Martha Brown, Jeanne 

Taylor, Dorothy Hirst, Aileen Massingberd, Anne Higginbottom. 

Fourth row- Victor Northcott, Sidney Walman, Bill Venn, Paul Haffey, Ralph Bishop, 

Bill Maresch, Dan Freeman, Abie Collis. 

Fifth row-Walter Cavickshank, Peter Turbull, Les Sinclair, Wilfred Dyer, Bill Taylor, 

Gerald Kileeg, Doug Ross, Dick Pogson, Larry Wilkins, Don Struthers. 

Leonal'd Wratten .. . Hard worker around 

school : treasurer 0 f War Service, Secretary 

Hi-Y. and co- Manager of Book 

IExchange. In spite of his re::ent illness 

he still hopes to get his year. 

Alan Harrison . .. Tall, blond, ibut silent 

hero of academic subjects. H e hides 

in a corner if he gets a mark below 

" 90". Oh, me! 

EXAM THOUGHTS 

H AROLD N . SEGAL, SA 

Here I sit, 

A mental wreck . . . 

Strained beyond endurance. 

I know it now, 

But it's too late . . . 

I should have had insurance!"

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5B 

Abe Collis . .. Quiet but intelligent, headed 

for Varsity; he’ll probably be the 

best dentist in Toronto. 

Dan Freeman . . . spends his time showing 

the teachers how to do maths, problems 

and proving that Einstein was 

wrong. 

Ruth Bradshaw . . . who wants to go into 

Physiotherapy, will probably end up 

in War Work. 

Martha Brown . . . She has decided on a 

course at Varsity . . . but . . . the 

boys from Hamilton are not to be paui Haffy . . . The blond wolf of 5B . . . 

forgotten. 

Lois Finlay . . . Some preacher is going 

to make a few dollars . . . She’s on 

her way to the altar. 

Estelle Gray , . . Here is another Physiotheraputicalistic 

case . . . What shall 

we say about it that we don’t already 

know? 

Anne Higginbottom ... A budding journalist 

in the making. 

Dorothy Hirst . . . Her aim is to be a 

“woman in white”. 

Lucy Leith . . . This pretty lass would like 

to be a teacher . . . Won’t somebody 

give her some good advice about stickto 

the straight and narrow . . . ? 

Ailsa Maclver . . . We could make use of 

a gal who can deflate inflated egoes. 

She wants to be a doctor. 

Ruth MacMillan . . . Ah, at last a desire 

for naval nursing and a longing for 

the mysteries of the East. 

Aileen Massingbcrd . . . “Ye Gods, but I’d 

like to marry a millionaire!” 

Kitty Midler ... An ambitious young thing 

... A foreign correspondent . . . Perhaps 

a Matta Hari. - 

Pal O’Reilly . . . She is a ski enthusiast, 

farmerette, and basketball player. 

Joyce Rice . . . After having finally made 

her Latin, Jo.Jo has decided that the 

call of the Air Force is strong . . . 

The women’s division of course! 

Joyce Rac . . . Desire for R.C.A.F. . . . but 

these nicknames must be mixed . . . 

or is the other red-headed? 

Joy Rolls . . . Ah, there are so many who 

wish to become nurses ... 

Jean Taylor . . . She wants to get around 

and do things . . . For instance? 

Betty Treloar . . . Aims to be a nurse if 

the altar does not intervene. 

Adele Ylinen . . . Tutorial art calls this 

ambitious young lady, but the call of 

matrimony is a trifle stronger. 

but that’s natural, after all the practice 

he had as a lifeguard last summer. 

Clifford Kresslcr . . . The Peck’s bad-boy 

of Jarvis who will look pretty good in 

the uniform of the R.C. Navy in the 

near future. 

pove . . We can’t figure out whether 

he goes to Jarvis or Parkdale. He 

thinks of Jarvis by day, Parkdale by 

night. 

Bill Maresch . . . The great new basketball 

player who has had a change in 

life. Didn’t you notice, he shaved off 

his moustache. 

Victor Northcott . . . Definitely the talkative 

type, now header for a great 

future: ACQ in the R.C.A.F. 

Dick Pogson . . . What would Miss St. 

John do without Pogson—the lad who 

arranges the board so nicely? He is 

our reporter (informs us each Thurs. 

about the Alan Young Programme!) 

John Shields . . . who is determined to 

make Jarvis the same as Upper 

Canada; all he ever says is—“Now. 

up at the College”. 

Bill Taylor . . . Known to his friends as 

Woody and also for his ability at 

breaking records. Hard worker on the 

History Club; headed for a ranch out 

West some day. . 

Melville Thomas . . . He’s the silent lad 

of 5B who sleeps his way through 

the classes. Wonder what he does at 

night? 

Pete Turnbull . . . Always in the lime-light 

of the school, in sports and as president 

of the Hi-Y Club. Provides records 

for our Tea Dances—but no tea. 

Bill Venn . . . who agrees with everybody 

and keeps the peace—especially in 

Trig, and Algebra. 

Larry Wilkins . . . This boy gets great 

delight out of scaring the teachers 

with flash bulbs; he nearly tried one 

too many.

FORM 5C 

Back row- Yo Shimizu, N. Jess, L. Levitt, R. Ashton, M. Silver, J. Mayer, D. McMurtry, 

M. Crawford, C. Wilson, R. Murrell. 

Third' row-D. Etherington, T. Mangoff. M. Hodgson., A. Wagg. H . Stancer. J . Peck, 

R. Van der Flier, M. Smit.h, A. Detweiler , R. Haig, H . Shugg, W. Wadley, L. 

Mark, W. Ward. 

Second row-L. Dales, M. McIlroy, A. Baggott, M. Rosenthal, S. Ashmore, E . Armstrong, 

M. Yamanaka. 

First row-W. Shachter, M. Nagata, J . Kileeg, T. Kato, E. Bosanquet, D. Moffat, R. 

Denison. 

5C 

Yoshimo Shimizu . .. A good student and 

a born Basketball player. 

Bill Wadley , .. A salesman par excellence 

. . . and a public speaker. 

Lawrence Mark . .. we're betting that this 

Mark will make his mark in the world. 

Maw'ice Crawjol'd ... Hellowwww derr! 

An athlete, wolf, and a permanent 

wave fan. Worked on the Magnet this 

year. 

Bill Ward , ., ' outstanding in Rugby and 

Basketball . , . but in academic subje2ts 

he is standing out. 

Jo e Wilson . .. although he has only been 

at Jarvis a short time, is known far 

and wide . 

Mal'k Nagata . .. When the name is mentioned, 

one automatically ' thinks of 

his swimming prowess, 

Dick Ashton ... President of the boys 

Athletic Association and member of 

the Hockey team ...

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Bob Worral. . . Although you hear nothing Merle Hodgson , . . She collects postcards 

about it. some of his marks are pretty from all over the world. From whom? 

good. 

Alan Detwciler ... An imported philosopher 

from U.C.’C. . . . We don't hold 

that against him, though, do we? 

Dick Denison . . . Another newcomer. 

hopes to be a Mining Engineer. 

Margaret Mclllroy ... An immigrant from 

Moulton, returning to U.S.A. after 

this year. 

Shirley Ashmore . . . All-round academic 

and athletic star . . . Honour Science 

at Varsity is her destination. 

. . another one of those loh" KileeS. ... has won so many school 

crests that he is actually considering 

the making of a coat. 

Norman Jess . 

hopeful Mining Engineers. 

Harvey Stancer ... as yet has met no 

competition as Chief Dead-Pan 

Humorist of the back of the room. 

Ted Mango § ... A hard working Rugby 

player, geometrist, and Jive Hound. 

Silver is as good as gold even if a 

little on the pale side. 

Bob Murrcl . . . gets very patriotic around 

the first of May and leaves the city 

for the farm. What about the exams? 

Edouard Bosanquct . . . An artist of the 

highest degree, a lumber-yard worker, 

and a hopeful engineer ... is really 

a brainy chap. 

Lou Levitt . . . This man coached a championship 

Basketball squad a few years 

back . . . We sure could use him now! 

Ann Banniher . . . She comes from St. 

•Clements’ . . . wishes to enter Western 

Hospital for nursing. 

Betty Armstrong . . . She is on the Athletic 

Council, and is head of swimming. 

Lois Dales . . . She won her Honour J Pin 

last year . . . works in Active Service 

Canteen. 

Miriam Rosenthal . . . One of a group of 

dancers touring Service Camps. 

Michi Yamanaha . . . Star of our Basketball 

team . . . you should see her 

catch those passes! 

Joan Peck . . . Worked for six years in a 

dental office and did YAV.C.A. club 

work before coming to Jarvis. 

Alma Wagg .. . Originally from Manitoulin 

Island . . . has a fervent desire to be 

a Home Economics teacher. 

Ailecn Baggot . . . Born in Saskatchewan, 

wants to go to Normal. 

Marscn Smith . . . Here’s another Smith 

. , . Interested in photography — especially 

posed shots taken at his 

home. 

David Etherington . . . may be a 10 o'clock 

scholar but he is a good one. 

Denton McMurtry . . . hopes to be an 

engineer but he’s wondering if he will 

get out of Jarvis before King George 

gets him. 

Jack Mayer . . . aiming for more scholarships 

this year, and we think he’ll get 

them too. 

Wilfred Shachtcr . . . scholarship student 

of last year, is taking only eleven subjects 

this year . . . Trying for some 

more, Wilf? 

David Moffat ... He plans to give the 

Army a break when he leaves school. 

But also when this is all over, wants 

to be an Electrical Engineer. 

David O'Brian , . . Thought he was irrelevant 

until he found out what it 

meant. Joined the R.C.A.F. in April. 

Howard Shugg ... Ah, what a brilliant 

goalie on a hockey squad can do . . . 

why this year we are probably on our 

way to a long-deserved championship. 

Bob Van der Flier . . . Takes 13 subjects, 

yet is Editor of Magnet and runs the 

Book Exchange. Won two scholarships 

last year; after more. 

Bob Haig . . . Whose name sounds more 

like Aigue when Mr. Jenkins calls him. 

Is treasurer of the Hi-Y . . . and a 

student of fair calibre. 

Bill Kato ... A new arrival from B.C. and 

a friend to all. Yea, he likes old 

Jarvis. 

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Exchange 

The Argosy Weekly . . . Mount Allison, 

Sackville, N.B. Your weekly news 

and sport sections are really superb. 

The article on Soliloquy from Sadie 

(Feb. 5th issue) was enjoyed. 

The Bugle . . . C.H.H.S., Calgary, Alberta. 

Special mention goes to your Grads’ 

section. We wish we all could do it 

that way. 

The Echoes . . . P.C.B.S., Peterborough. 

Ont. On the whole, we enjoyed reading 

your magazine, as each article 

was short and interesting. 

L'Estudiant . . . Le Seminaire de Joliette, 

Joliette, P.Q. Photographs of the 

Cathedral de Joliette in the Christmas 

issue were breath-taking. Do give 

us more of this splendid photography. 

Harbord Review . . . H.C.T., Toronto. The 

second largest, and one of the most 

complete magazines of our exchange. 

The literary section is excellent, and 

each section is written in such a way 

that it is interesting to all. 

Kelvin Year Book . . . Crowded, and too 

much space devoted to form news. 

Norvoc . . . N.V.C., Toronto. Typical 

sohool magazine. Good snaps! 

The O.A.C. Review . . . Guelph. Ontario. 

Excellent articles; how about more 

photographs of the students? 

Robur . . . L.P.C.I., Toronto. Quality, if 

not quantity! Excellent photography: 

give us more of it! 

Student . . . W.H.V.S., Welland, Ontario. 

Pictures and illustrations would 

brighten up your magazine a little. 

Literary section is good. 

Sutter Static . . . Sutter, J.H.S., Sacramento, 

California. We' wish all high 

schools could have a bi-weekly news- ,w 

paper, for this proves what a success '"M 

it could be. Congratulations. / ^ 

T.N.S. . . . Toronto Normal School, % 

Toronto. Lots of pictures and car- I # f 

toons. These certainly help to make (■ • 

a magazine a success. 

The Twig . . . U.T.S.. Toronto. Excellent 

school magazine—congratulations go 

to your photography staff. One of 

the largest magazines we have received. 

Vox Ducuin . . . Westmount HjS. P.Q. 

The separate photographs of your 

graduates is definitely above group 

pictures. The poem “Passing of de 

Wes” is one of the best we have read. 

Vox Lycei . H.C.C.T. Hamilton, Ont. A 

fine edition. Cartoons and shots 

around the school are very good and 

the cover is most original. 

Mr. Ferguson (reading Harbord Review) 

: “And now we come to one of the 

most recent and one of the most beautiful 

poems of all English Literature. I quote 

to you from Basefields immortal ‘Lament 

to Love’.” 

My love has flew, 

She done me dirt, 

I did not knew, 

She were a flirt: 

To you unschooled 

Oh, let me bid: 

Do not be fooled 

As I was did. 

She have came, 

She have went, 

She have left I 

All alone. 

She can never come to I, 

I can never went to she; 

It cannot was. 

(Were it only so!) 

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an unheard-of book called “Basic French”, 

followed by a flock of French doves, came 

plunging down from the blue sky. 

When the storm finally ceased, a lone 

boy was dolefully picking up his scattered 

books. The bus was turning up the crescent 

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Peter Turnbull 

Ruthe Lawrence 

YOUR OWN HI-REPS 

to EATON’S Junior Executive 

and Junior Fashion Councils! 

Here are vour two ambassadors to EATON’S 

JUNIOR COUNCILS . . . relavcrs of ideas. YOUR ideas, 

. . . keen advisors as to ’teen likes and dislikes for terms 

’44-45. You should find your “wants’’ and your “essentials” 

in the Grads’ Dept., the Hi-Spot and Young; 

Moderns’ Shop . . . after having been approved by the 

Council in general ... of which your Peter and Ruthe 

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(Continued from page 32) 

drew my gold watch out of my vest. He 

smiled most provokingly. I felt a little 

foolish. 

“How do you account for the pain, 

Parkham?” I said, trying to become distant, 

but not quite succeeding. 

“Brown, my boy,” he said, throwing his 

arm about my shoulder in much too friendly 

a manner, “I’m afraid you’ve eaten a 

little excessively. Try a sodium bicarbonate.” 

* * * 

If the matter had rested at that, it would 

not have been so bad. For twenty years 

I have been a member of the Business 

Men’s Club, and raised its social standard 

with my name. In return for my services 

I have been ridiculed pointedly, not only 

by my peers, but by domestics also. Almost 

every member of the club (including 

Smith, as you might expect) has shown a 

remarkable anxiety concerning my health. 

Jones made an irrelevant comment about 

painting my limousine white, or something 

to that effect. Even George asked if my 

heart was quieter, and then winked at me. 

And therefore I shall hand in my resignation 

to-day. But first, if you’ll excuse 

me, I have to see Mongomery about a little 

matter in my will. 

Boy: (at camp) Dear Dad: 

No mon, no fun, your son. 

Father: Dear Son: 

How sad, too bad, your Dad. 

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Bob: “My uncle got killed when he fell 

through some scaffolding.” 

Nell: “Was he wallpapering? 

Bob: “No. Being hung.” 

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Mary: “They cross racoons with kangaroo, 

now.” 

Roy: “What do they get? Fur coats 

with pockets?” 

* * * 

“The only time I get a kick out of kissing 

a girl is when her father catches me at it.” 

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SIX LESSONS FROM 

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Anne Nawminis, 4B 

It is said that McCauley (the poor mans 

Louis Pasteur) of 4A has applied mathematical 

principles to learning to dance. 

With knitted brows he asks a girl for the 

next dance, and drawing from his coat a 

worn volume of “From the Waltz to the 

Lindy Hop in Ten Easy Lessons. 1929. he 

methodically works out the speed of the 

music by means of a sinister-looking sliderule. 

After having found page 7, he seizes 

his partner and holds the open book in 

his right hand over her shoulder. As they 

dance, then tense look on his face reminds 

one of a pilot guiding a great ocean liner 

through the treacherous harbour shoals. 

Thus by synchronizing his feet with the 

printed page of his venerable volume, the 

couple goose-step across the floor with 

clockword precision. McCauley says that 

his crowning achievement will be when he 

learns to keep time with the music! 

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HANNIBAL—(Continued from page 38.) 

He attacked them from the rear 

Since he'd not a lot to fear, 

For the Romans were all sleeping, day's 

work done. 

But some sprang up for the fight 

And it was a bloody sight, 

Because he lost a hundred men before he 

won. 

It was at a later date 

In a distant foreign state 

That Scipio defeated him at night. 

Still even in defeat 

Hannibal had not been beat 

For the Romans paid him well to throw 

the fight. 

Now we've told you all the story, 

Concerning Hannibal's false glory, 

And we've proved that Livy’s fable was at 

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We’re afraid you’ll have to wait, 

For censorship has called us to a halt. 

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Jarvis Collegiate is ably representf'd in The Globe and ~la~l carrier organt.ation by these seven 

boys who are making a success of their first business venture: (Back row. left to right): 'Vatter 

Cassels, John Crockett, Don Moy-nan. (Front row, 1eft to right): Fred Corcoran, Walter Cruickshank, 

Don Clague and D'ArC'y Higgins. 

More JARVIS Boys Wanted 

to carry Globe and Mail Routes 

Eag€r to Jearn, eager to E'arn-1'>even Jarvis Collegiate boys 

ar€ supplementing their High School studies with the special 

business education they acquire through handling a Globe and 

}IajJ route. They are learning hmy to meet the pubJic tmd how 

to operate a business at a profit. 

At the same time, in this period of "boypower" shortage, 

t'he J aryis team is rendering an important public 1'>erv1Ce by 

delivering" Canada's ~ a:tional Newsp~per" early and oorefully. 

Incidentally, every boy on vhe team is making plenty ·of pocket 

money in return for an hour 's easy workout eyery morning. 

W e want more J arvis boys like these to handle irnpm·tant 

1'01.ltes. Get on the team, fellows ! Call Dist1'ict 

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