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GOVERNOR-GENERAL'S ADDRESS

HIS EXCELLENCY THE GOVERNOR-
GENERAL'S REMARKS AT THE CADET
INSPECTION OF ST. ANDREW'S COL-
LEGE, AURORA, ONTARIO, WEDNESDAY,
APRIL 27TH, 1966.

First may I say what a pleasure it has been
to inspect such a well turned out body of cadets.
The boys of St. Andrew's have a long and
proud tradition to live up to. It is obvious that
you are aware of your heritage and determined
to maintain the same traditions of smartness
and efficiency.

I am gratified also that the Governors-Gen-
eral of Canada have often been able to visit this
school and witness a display comparable to that
which you have given today. St. Andrew's Col-
lege was founded even before the turn of this
century, and at the first public appearance of
the school's Cadet Corps in 1906, the Corps was
reviewed by His Royal Highness Prince Arthur,
later the Duke of Connaught. The Duke of
Devonshire, Viscount Willingdon, the Earl of
Bessborough and the Earl of Athlone all visited
the school, but I imagine your proudest mom-
ent came when one of your own graduates, the
Right Hon. Vincent Massey, inspected the
Corps in 1952.
I think this list of Governors-General will give you an idea of the esteem in which this school is

held, an esteem which provides a most demanding precedent to live up to. Much is expected of St.

Andrew's College, and all those who are part of it must remember the proud reputation it bears and

the confidence it inspires.

What is expected of a cadet? Let me read to you some of the qualities from one of your own train-
ing manuals. Qualities of character, integrity, honesty, sense of responsibility, obedience and loyalty;
qualities of intelligence, the ability to learn and the ability to apply your knowledge quickly and ef-
fectively, the use of good judgment and open-mindedness. These qualities are basic to leadership, wheth-
er it is in cadets, in the school as a whole, or in the wider responsibilities of adult life.

You have heard more than once that you are the leaders of tomorrow, but perhaps you haven't
fully realized just how important that fact is. Your country will be as worthwhile and noble as the
leadership you provide. But don't think you can wait until tomorrow to develop these qualities of
leadership. One of the most significant discoveries in the field of psychology in our time has been the
knowledge of how difficult it is to change one's character once it has been moulded. Now is the age
when the qualities which you will carry throughout your life are being either made part of you or ne-
glected and forgotten. Now is the time when you must pay the maximum possible attention to cul-
tivating in your heart and mind the qualities which distinguish greatness from pettiness. I am sure you
have already come to realize that your service with the cadets provides one of the most effective means
of achieving this purpose.

But do not imagine that this can be done without conscious effort. Your training in the cadets and
in your school will provide you with the example and the inspiration you need, but the best example
in the world must be conscientiously studied and followed if you are to derive its full value.

Leadership will call for initiative, seeing what needs to be done and getting on with it; remember-
ing the feelings and rights of others; bearing — taking care of your appearance and conduct so that
others will follow from the sheer smartness of your example; courage — standing up for your beliefs;
endurance, dependability; justice, and enthusiasm. To these I would add an awareness of spiritual
values, irrespective of the storms of tribulation you may encounter.

Twenty years from now you will probably know whether you are going to leave your mark in history
of life, or be forgotten as just another statistic; whether you will contribute creative leadership to
your country or disappear in insignificance; whether you will utilize your talents to the full or pass out
in mediocrity. You will look back on your days at St. Andrew's as the ones which decided which course
your future life would take. You will either thank God that you made the most of every moment of
your time here, or you will deplore your short-sightedness in failing to seize the opportunities presented
you. The choice is yours to make. Your school, your families and your country will be watching to
see which course you follow.

THE

HEADMASTER'S

ADDRESS

As I read the pages of this fine "Review", for
which the editors deserve sincere congratulations,
I am reminded of the richness of our total educa-
tional programme. It is apparent that our philosophy
of participation extends well beyond the walls of
our classrooms, and it is obvious that Andreans are
receiving a diversified education that should satisfy
most of our aims.

As we think of our aims we should remember
that, despite all the pragmatic pressures of modern
society, St. Andrew's College still sets out to pro-
duce men; we are not concerned primarily with
the acquisition of paper qualifications that guarantee
admission to the next utilitarian stage of education.
Our business is the education of clear-thinking,
high-minded young men.

We earnestly hope that our students will learn to think clearly, acquire skills, develop a sense
of moral responsibility, further their appreciation of beauty, and increase their intellectual
curiosity. We do not expect them to find answers to all their questions; on the contrary, we
trust that they will keep open minds to final truths, particularly in regard to moral and
spiritual values.

We trust that nearly all students find their years at St. Andrew's rewarding and mainly
happy. But we make no apology when students have to sacrifice easy pleasure in the pursuit
of difficult but worthwhile accomplishments. We stand accused if we bore industrious, com-
petent students; we fulfil our function if we inspire desire and achievement in spite of hard-
ship.

Amid the 20th century's "explosion of knowledge" we are tempted to try to solve our
problems simply by seeking more and more knowledge. Knowledge, of course, is important,
but no one can assimilate more than a small fraction of what mankind has now learned. It
is more important to be able to find knowledge when we need it than to consume all our
energy cramming more and more facts into our memories. Since we cannot ourselves gain all
the knowledge and skills that are required in society, it is essential that we produce men
and women of integrity whom we can trust. The world's greatest need is leadership — people
of intelligence, understanding and good will; it is the purpose of St. Andrew's College to
produce more than its fair share of such leaders.

J. R. Coulter

TABLE OF CONTENTS

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Staff

Board of Governors 4

Faculty 5

School Officers 6

Editorial Board 8

New Masters 10

Valedictory 13

Graduating Class 14

inactivities 25

Clubs 26

Entertainment 32

School Committees 40

<-*adets 46

imports 53

Fall Sports 54

Winter Sports 66

Spring Sports 82

■sL^iterary 97

<J-^ower <^cnool 117

frrize <JLjau 122

Ocmoo/ ^Directory 124

^^ravertisetnents 126

The Board of Governors

J. K. Macdonald, B.A. (Chairman)
T. George Armstrong
J. W. Bryers, B.Com.

W. Whiting Lathrop, P.Eng., B.A.Sc.
Frank F. McEachren, B.A.E.D.
C. E. Medland, B.A.
Donald Rowan

W. H. A. Thorburn, B.A.

W. L. Lovering, M.B.E. (Vice-Chairman)
E. M. Ballon, B.A., M.B.A.
W. Hamilton Grass, Q.C., B.A.
K. S. MacLachlan, O.B.E., B.A.Sc.
J. C. Maynard, F.S.A.
Frank M. Rolph
J. N. Swinden
R. W. Wadds

EX-OFFICIO MEMBERS

P. G. Gordon (President, Old Boys' Association)

J. R. Coulter, B.A. (Headmaster)

J. A. Bennet, B.Com. (Secretary to the Board)

Staff

HEADMASTER
J. R. Coulter, B.A.

BURSAR
J. A. Bennet, B. Com.

ASSISTANT TO THE HEADMASTER

L. C. MacPherson, B.Sc, M.S. in Ed.
Fourth House Housemaster
Science, Geography

FOUNDATION AND OLD BOYS' ASSOCIATION

J. H. Hamilton, B.A. (Executive Director)
Mrs. K. J. Warren (Secretary)

DEPARTMENT HEADS

J. A. M. Allen, B.A. English

J. S. MacFarlane, M.A. Modern Languages

G. H. Moffat, B.A. Mathematics

Staff (cont'd)

TEACHING

T. P. Bozzay, B.A. French

F. S. Coburn, B.Sc. Mathematics

G. W. Edwards Lower School Subjects

R. C. Gibb, M.A. Geography

G. R. Guggino, B.A. Latin

J. F. Hiltz, M.Sc. Physics

A. D. U. Inglis, B.Sc. Mathematics, Science

K. H. Ives, M.A. History, Geography, Art

C. T. C. Kamcke, M.A. History

R. D. Kinney, B.A., B.P.H.E. Physical Education, Science

J. C. Mainprize, B.A. History, French

C. H. Pemberton, B.A. English

L. W. Pitman, B.A. English (Housemaster of Memorial)

G. F. Reding, Mus. Bac, A.R.T.C. Music

W. P. Skinner, M.A. English (Housemaster of MacDonald)

G. R. Smith, M.A. Chemistry

F. A. Stahl, B.A., B.D. History, Religious Knowledge

C. S. Stoate, M.A. French (Housemaster of Flavelle)

D. J. Timms, M.A. Latin

G. B. West, B.A., B.P.H.E. Physical Education, Science

R. W. Wilson, M.A. Geography, English

ADMINISTRATIVE

Miss S. M. Beresford B.A.

(Headmaster's Secretary)

Mrs. J. Ball (Bookkeeper)

Mrs. J. R. Girling (Secretary)

Mrs. Houston, R.N. (Nurse)

D. Hutchins, M.D. (Physician)

Mrs. Roberts (Librarian)

H. Tutton

C. Ilton (Chief Engineer)

Miss J. E. Jolliffe

(Matron Upper & Lower School)

Mrs. E. I. Killer (Bursar's Secretary)

Mrs. M. V. King, R.N. (Nurse)

Mrs. K. Kneppeck (Book Room Secretary)

N. Stewart (Kitchen-Dining Room Steward)

.Woodcraft, Athletic Stores

SCHOOL OFFICERS
1965 - 1966

HEAD PREFECT:
D. O. MUTCH

PREFECTS :

F. J. GUZMAN, G. C. DANGERFIELD, R. K. HOWARD, R. L. JONES, J. P. McCLOCKLIN,
J. D. McKEEN, W. H. McNEIL, J. D. MORRISON.

HEAD BOY:

F. J. GUZMAN

EDITOR
L. G. W. CHAPMAN

REVIEW

MANAGING EDITOR
P. N. NATION

ATHLETICS

CAPTAINS OF FOOTBALL
J. D. McKEEN
D. M. SMITH

CAPTAIN OF SOCCER
R. L. JONES

CAPTAIN OF BASKETBALL
G. C. DANGERFIELD

CAPTAINS OF SWIMMING

M. SHIELDS
R. BROWNRIGG

CAPTAIN OF HOCKEY
J. P. McCLOCKLIN

CAPTAIN OF CRICKET
R. L. JONES

PRESIDENT OF THE ATHLETIC SOCIETY
J. D. McKEEN

CADET CORPS

COMMANDING OFFICER

CDT. LT. COL. G. C. DANGERFIELD

SECOND IN COMMAND
CDT. MAJ. W. W. WILSON

DEBATING

UPPER SCHOOL CHAIRMAN
R. K. HOWARD

LOWER SCHOOL CHAIRMAN
F. SOMMERVILLE II

HEAD CHAPEL BOY
P. N. NATION

CLAN CAPTAINS

BRUCE D. M. SMITH

DOUGLAS J. D. McKEEN

MONTROSE M. G. BARRETT

WALLACE D. J. HILTON

ANNOUNCEMENTS

With the passing of each year, St. Andrew's is fortunate in receiving several new and energetic masters.
It is unfortunate, however, that each year we lose a number of equally distinguished men, whose con-
tributions to the school invariably set a high standard for their successors. We Andreans regret that Mr.
Allen, Mr. Bozzay, and Mr. Mainprize are leaving us this year; fond memories of these masters and friends
will remain forever with us.

Mr. Allen

Mr. Bozzay

Mr. Allen was born in Toronto, and he attended Crescent School and U.T.S.
before he went to the University of Toronto. He graduated with a Bachelor
of Arts degree, and subsequently taught in Ottawa and North York. During
his stay at S.A.C., Mr. Allen has taught English at all levels; in the last few
years he has been head of the English Department, and has taught Grade
XIII with stimulating thought and kindly criticism that his pupils will long
remember. He has always shown great enthusiasm for all facets of life at
St. Andrew's: he has organized the boxing club and debating teams (which
were successful this year); he has introduced a number of programmes for
Saturday night entertainment, and produced plays; never a man to do things
by halves, he has cut a magnificent figure when riding a great steed through
the campus, or trying on the track to out-run Mr. Skinner.
The boys and the staff will miss you and your family, Mr. Allen. We wish
you every success in your new venture as Headmaster of your own school
in Muskoka.

Mr. Bozzay was born in Hungary, and was actively engaged in teaching
there, before the Hungarian revolution prompted his immigration to Canada.
In 1960 he came to S.A.C., bringing with him his talents in the Modern
Languages, and his European flair and personality for imparting these sub-
jects to his students. An energetic member of the French Department, Mr.
Bozzay 's main goal has always been to maintain the high academic standards
set by his predecessors, and to implement these with unique and vivacious
teaching methods.

It is no secret that Mr. Bozzay's favourite sport is Fencing. In January
of 1962 he started the first truly active fencing team at S.A.C. Since that
date his boys have taken first and second places in the 1965 International
High School Tournament, third place in Ontario in 1963, and second place
in 1966. The team was awarded the Secondary High School Cup in 1965-1966.

Among the many memories we will always have of "Tibor", we shall
never forget his teaching, his fencing parties, his nights on duty, his good
example, his interest in his students, his demands on them, and his devotion
to our school.

To Mr. Bozzay, who will be teaching in Toronto next year, and to Mrs.
Bozzay, we of the student body and staff wish to extend our best wishes for
every success, and to say thank you for leaving us so much.

It was with real regret that we learned of Mr. Mainprize's intention of
returning to University next Fall to further his graduate studies in European
History. The gap he leaves will be difficult, if not impossible, to till.

Since his arrival in the autumn of 1962, he has epitomized the finest
standards for boy and master alike. No boy who has experienced a Mainprize
history course will soon forget the colour and gusto with which he brought
the pedestrian pages of history to life, with penetrating exactness and the
occasional ribald anecdote. Every boy in the school has benefited from his
untiring efforts, on the playing-field and in the house, on Social Committee
and in Film Society, and especially behind the scenes. The high-light came
this Spring with a brilliant production of 'Twelve Angry Men,' certainly one
of the finest dramas seen at St. Andrew's in years.

All Andreans wish Mr. Mainprize every success in the world, and hope
that, upon completion of his university work, he will return to the school
and his place among us, sporting his Ph.D. with customary sartorial flair.

Mr. Mainprize

- THE EDITORIAL BOARD -

65th YEAR of PUBLICATION

EDITOR-IN-CHIEF

MANAGING EDITOR
ASSISTANT

STAFF ADVISOR

L.G.W. CHAPMAN

P.N. NATION
G.C. DUNKLEY

D.J. TIMMS

ASSOCIATE EDITORS and ASSISTANTS

ADVERTISING EDITOR

EDITOR

SCHOOL NEWS
ASSISTANTS

ART EDITOR

ASSISTANTS

SPORTS EDITOR
ASSISTANTS

PHOTOGRAPHY EDITOR
ASSISTANTS

LITERARY EDITOR
ASSISTANTS

MacDONALD HOUSE EDITOR
EXCHANGE EDITOR
TYPING EDITOR

M. BARRETT
J. CROOKSTON
R. OSBORNE
B. THOM

F.M.E. MARECHAUX
J. COSSAR
G. BRUNKE
W.G. EMPEY

L. E. BEAUMONT
R. DUNKLEY
J. SHERWOOD
T. GRIGG

G.E. MASON
L. BOLAND
B.A. MARSHALL
R. OSWELL

R. E. SCMEICHLER

D. MORE

D. HARSTONE

R. K. HOWARD

D. FLEMING
P. WHITE
S. HALLY
T. KINGSTON

D. SCHNEIDER

D. HILBORNE

G. McEACHREN

THE EDITORS

THE AIM OF THE REVIEW
IS TO RECORD, AS ACCUR-
ATELY AND AS PLEASANT-
LY AS POSSIBLE, THE LIFE
OF ST. ANDREW'S COL-
LEGE. IT MUST BE INFORM-
ATIVE, BUT NOT DULL; EN-
TERTAINING, BUT NOT
FOOLISH; AND ABOVE ALL,
THE REVIEW MUST BE
WORTHY OF ST. ANDREW'S,
ITS IDEALS, AND ITS TRAD
ITIONS.

THE NEW MASTERS

FORSAN ET HOS OLIM MEMINISSE IUVABIT

— VIRGIL

We at St. Andrew's College are constantly trying to preserve a great num-
ber of fond traditions. This is good, but we should not in so doing, resist the
flood of new ideas which are being generated and circulated around us. Un-
fortunately, whether we know it or not, we do have a tendency to do this. We
are fortunate, however, in receiving a number of new masters each year,
whose new ideas balance the old, and help to offset our inertia. This year we
welcomed six very interesting and well-qualified masters.

MR. SKINNER

MR. PEMRERTON

MR. SKINNER was born and educat-
ed in Edinburgh, Scotland. He attended
the University of St. Andrew's in Edin-
burgh, where he obtained his Master of
Arts degree. After working as a sur-
veyor in Scotland, Mr. Skinner came
to Canada to teach in Montreal, and
then at St. Andrew's.

During his brief stay at the College,
Mr. Skinner taught English, and coach-
ed soccer. However, the "Review" is
very sorry to announce that, owing to
ill-health, Mr. Skinner and his wife
left at Christmas.

MR. PEMBERTON came to the
school in January because of the un-
timely departure of Mr. Skinner. Mr.
Pemberton was born in Essex, England.
He studied English at Cambridge and
obtained a Bachelor of Arts degree. Be-
s'des doing postgraduate work at Ox-
ford, he also found time to play on the
2nd. XI cricket team. Mr. Pemberton
has taken up residence at the school
and lives in Flavelle House. Mr. Pem-
berton teaches English; he is also inter-
estered in chess and cricket.

The "Review" welcomes Mr. Pem-
berton, and hopes that he will enjoy his
stay at St. Andrew's College.

MR. KINNEY, one of the younger members of our
staff, was born in Belleville. After receiving his se-
condary education at Trenton High School, he went to
Queen's University where he obtained his Bachelor
of Science degree. When he finished at Queen's, he
came to St. Andrew's College.

Mr. Kinney teaches science and physical education
in the lower forms. He coached the Third football team
in the fall. During the winter he coached the third
hockey team and also assisted Mr. West in instructing
the Gymnastics team. Mr. Kinney will assist in the
organizing of the Track and Field team in the spring.

Mr. Kinney lives in Macdonald House. His Mustang,
which is regularly washed by Macdonald House boys,
increases his popularity.

The "Review" joins in welcoming Mr. Kinney to St.
Andrew's College, with the hope that his stay will be
long and pleasant.

MR. KINNEY

MR. REDING

MR. REDING was born and educated in Toronto. He
has attended the University of Toronto; the University
of London, England; Yale; and the University of Rochester.
He has eight degrees in music and is qualified to teach all
the instruments in a symphony orchestra. He has taught
for many years in provincial high-schools, has done a
great deal of conducting, and has made television appear-
ances. He composes classical and popular music, and mo-
dern jazz.

Here at S.A.C., Mr. Reding teaches music to grades ten
and under. He is building a music programme, the final
goal of which is to bring music to as many boys as possible
throughout the whole school.

Mr. Reding is married and has a five year old son. He
lives at the school in the western section of the Campbell
houses.

The "Review", on behalf of the school, welcomes Mr.
and Mrs. Reding, and hopes that their stay will be long
and rewarding.

MR. STAHL was born in Jamaica, New
York. After studying political science and law
at Duke University, he obtained his Bachelor
of Arts degree. From Duke University, he
went to Oxford University. Mr. Stahl then en-
rolled in McGill University, where he got a
Licentia Theology degree. Also at Montreal,
he attended the Diocesion College and the
Pontifical Institute of Medieval Studies.

Here at St. Andrew's, Mr. Stahl teaches his-
tory and religious knowledge. In his spare time,
he conducts the philosophy club. Mr. Stahl
lives in Newmarket.

The "Review" extends a warm greeting to
Mr. Stahl and hopes his stay will be long and
pleasant.

MR. STAHL

MR. WILSON

MR. WILSON was born and educated in England. Most
of his primary education was at Warwick School, in War-
wickshire. He served for two years in the army, and then
went on to Oxford, where he took a three year course and
obtained a degree in geography. He also played cricket
and rugby at Oxford, winning a double Blue. Then he came
to Canada, and has spent the last seven years teaching at
the University School in Victoria, British Columbia.

This year at St. Andrew's, he is teaching geography to
grades ten and eleven, and English to grades seven and
eleven. He is coach of the First cricket team, chief instruc-
tor of the Cadet corps, and assistant coach of Under-Fif-
teen football.

On behalf of the School, the "Review" would like to wel-
come Mr. and Mrs. Wilson and their family, and wish them
a long and productive stay.

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VALEDICTORY

to the School

A valediction is a farewell, and as we separate again — some of us for the
last time — let us look back over the year to the pleasant, and not so
pleasant times we have had together.

As usual we have had a successful year in sports. Although we didn't win
the L.B.F. in football or the Ontario Championship in rugger, we did give
it a good try, and what is even more important, we have maintained our
reputation as good sportsmen. St. Andrew's has always had this good repu-
tation and I am quite sure she will continue to retain it.

But how have we progressed or digressed in other ways during the year?

To be a success, a school such as ours must develop a well-rounded individual.
We must improve mentally as well as physically. When I say mentally, I am
not thinking of scholastics, but of morals also. How have we developed in
these aspects during the year?

This year we have fallen down quite badly in our ideal of a good Andrean.
A great many boys have exhibited a disgusting degree of selfishness. How-
ever, these boys are not selfish towards their fellows but rather towards
the school. They don't seem to realize that our school is like a bank; you
only profit by it when you are willing to invest. You benefit by your own
efforts — you only collect your interest when you have made a substantial
contribution to the school. The behaviour in Chapel is ample proof of our
failure to benefit from something which has been set up for us. Any
institution is only as good as the people in it. You determine the calibre
of your school.

This year a good many individuals have distinguished themselves in the
school. Unfortunately, a fair number of these gentlemen have been distin-
guished by their singular ability to break rules. They have not yet realized
that the rules are there for everyone. They cannot expect to set themselves
above and beyond these rules. John Donne once said "no man is an island
entire unto himself", and this could never be truer than in a school such
as ours.

I apologize if this sounds like a sermon. I am not trying to preach to you.
Nor am I completely pessimistic. We have had a good year in many aspects.
But let's face the facts, so that you may do something about them. I use the
word "may" because I know that you "can" do something if you want to.
We have already proven our ability to work together when we want to.

I have tried to point out where we have fallen down this year. And may
I remind you that the first step down is soon followed by an ever-increasing
rate of deterioration. It is much harder to build something than it is to
destroy; but that is what I am looking forward to. I hope I am not being
too optimistic.

I am speaking now to the Lower Six. You have seen what has happened
this year. I hope that next year you will not be plagued by the remarkable
lack of maturity which is prevalent among the Upper Six this year, but
will strive to improve our school.

Our school motto is "quit ye like men, be strong; let all your deeds be done
with charity." Show some charity towards your own school and live up
to our proud tradition.

D. O. Mutch

GRADUATING CLASS

D. O. MUTCH

HEAD PREFECT

David Mutch: — "Foot"

Activities: Head Prefect, Chairman of Students' Council, 1st Football

(colours) , 1st Hockey, 1st Rugger, Scholar, Sgt. in Pipe Band.
Ambition: Pathologist.

Probable Destination: Slab in the morgue.
Favourite Place: Bed.
Next Year: Medicine at McGill.

George Dangerfield — "'Dog"

Activities: Prefect, 1st Soccer (colours), O.C. of Cadet Corps, Students'
Council, Member of Service Committee, Moffat's Rangers, 1st Basketball
(captain, 1st bar, M.V.P.) .

Ambition: to be the winner at the National Dog Show.

Probable Destination: flea collector.

Chief Delight: The Red Lion Room.

Next Year: General Arts at either Western or Queens.

Fabio J. Guzman — "Guz"

Activities: Head boy, Head librarian, Chairman of Science Committee,
Secretary of Students' Council, Bruce Clan Vice-Captain, Cdt./CSM,
Soccer, 1st Basketball, Prefect, Philosophy Club, Scholar, Member of the
Billiard Academy for Gentlemen. (Third Substratum,)

Ambition: To be peacefully coexistent and contiguously harmonious with
the Supreme Being.

Probable Destination: Total excommunication and eternal excretion.

Favourite Pastime: Chickens and phenolphthalein.

Favourite Author: Anonymous.

Next Year: Chemical Engineering somewhere in the upper layers of the
North American percipitate.

Ross Howard — "Howie"

Activities: Prefect, Student Council, Chairman of the Debating Society, 1st
Football, 1st Basketball, Cdt./ Sergeant, Literary Editor of the Review,
Vice Chairman of the Social Committee, Film Society, Le Cercle Francais,
Founding Father-Society Basil International.

Ambition: To become Ernest Hemingway. II.

Probable Destination: Editing Batman Comic Books.

Favourite Pastime: Teaching Birth Control to Rabbits.

Next Year? An arts course at a Canadian University.

Robert L. Jones — "Tea Bag"

Activities: Prefect, 1st Soccer, 1st Cricket, 1st Tennis, Debating, Students'
Council, Cinema Committee, Athletic Committee, Platoon Sergeant,
Moffat's Rangers.

Favourite Author: B. S. Eliot.

Favourite Place: Somewhere where everything is less frigid.

Favourite Pastime: Propping up the nearest beach bar.

Next Year: Sussex OR Bust.

Jim McClocklin — "Rock"

Activities: Prefect, 1st Football, Dance Committee, Cdt./Lieutenant,
Students' Council, 1st Hockey (Captain, Bar) , Chairman-Social Com-
mittee, Vice-Chairman Debating Society, Bruce Clan First Clan Colours.

Ambition: Prime Minister of Canada.

Probable Destination: Federal Agriculture Minister.

Favourite Saying: "This is a credit call".

Next Year: Business at Cornell or Political Science and Economics at York.

J. D. McKeen — "McCoon"

Activities: Chairman of Athletic Committee, Cdt./Lieutenant, Service
Committee, Chairman of Colours Committee, 1st Football (capt., colours,
M.V.P.), 1st Hockey (colours), 1st Track and Field, Prefect, Students'
Council, Foundation Father of Society Basils International, Douglas Clan
Capt.

Chief Delight: Tuesday night coffee with B.

Ambition: To be the best jock around!

Next Year: Football (and Honours Mathematics) at Queens.

Favourite Pastime: Attending early morning chapel.

W. H. McNeil — "Bill"

Activities: 1st Football, 1st Hockey, Prefect, Students' Council, Chairman

of Cinema Committee, Cadet Lieutenant.
Ambition: to pass.
Favourite Saying: this is true.
Chief Delight: The Red Lion Room.
Next Year: Medicine.

John David Morrison — "More"

Activities: Prefect, Scholar, 1st Hockey, Capt. Douglas Clan Soccer,
Students' Council, President du Cercle Frangais, Chairman of Service
Committee, President-St. Andrew's College Billiard Academy for Gentle-
men, Basil's Club, Cdt./ Sergeant, Rifle Team, S.G.F.C.

Favourite Place: Bed.

Chief Delight: L.J., M.M.M.

Ambition: To know more French than Mr. Bozzay.

Next Year: Honours Science at Western.

D. M. Bichan — "Duge"

Activities: Scholar, Dramatics, Debating, Chairman of the Dramatics
Committee, Charter Member of the Students' Council, Shooting Team,
Clean-up committee, 1st Football, Clan Hockey (Bruce).

Favourite Saying: O God, if there is a God, save my soul, if I have a soul.

Chief Delight: Breakfast.

Next Year: U of T.

A. C. Blue — "Squire"

Activities: 2nd Football, 2nd Hockey (MLP) .
Probable Destination: Army Cook.
Next Year: Queen's Economics.
Favourite Pastime: Living.

L. A. Boland — "Layer"

Activities: 1st Football, Clan Hockey, Cadet Lieutenant, Student Council,
Athletic Association, Social Committee, Review Staff, Chapel Boy.

Ambition: To be rich and single at the age of thirty.

Probable Destination: Married at twenty-five to a ninety-five year old,
millionaire widow with a failing heart.

Favourite Pastime: Fanning at mail call.

Next Year: Arts at Queen's.

W. E. Cawthorne — "Theodore"

Activities: 1st Football (colours) , 1st Basketball, Cadet Corporal, Fourth

House Smoker.
Ambition: To be a millionaire by 25.
Favourite Author: Henry Miller.
Chief Delight: Sloe Gin Fizz.
Next Year? U. of T.

Cameron Clark — "Clank"

Activities: 1st Football, 2nd Football, Track 1st Bar, 2nd Hockey, Social

Committee
Ambition: Make myself more happy in the "General drama of pain" -

T. Hardy.
Favourite Author: Hemingway.
Favourite Pastime: Sailing.
Next Year? Military secret.

N. B. Davis — "Norm"

Activities: 1st Basketball, 2nd Football, Librarian, Scholar, Philosophy

Club, Film Society, Society Basils International.
Ambition: To become a spiritual seer.

Favourite Place: a semi-wooded ravine this side of the Don Valley.
Favourite Author: "Charlotte".
Next Year: Honours Philosophy, U of Toronto.

S. Deacon — "Deaks"

Favourite Place: A barber shop.

Chief Delight: Judi.

Ambition: To replace Elsie the Cow with L. C. the

Favourite Saying: "Get your ass on the road eh!"

Next Year? Chemical Engineering U. of T.

Hal Ebbels — "Stubby"

Activities: 1st Football, 1st Hockey, Social Club, Douglas Clan Vice-
Captain.
Ambition: To grow.

Favourite Saying: Hey, Hollywood, did your barber die?
Favourite Place: The Victory.
Next Year? University in the Wild, Wild West.

Thomas H. Endleman — "Flash"

Activities: Chess, 1st Football, 1st Basketball, 1st Track, Ping Pong,

Cdt./ Lance Corporal, Instrumental Band, Rifle Team.
Ambition: Geometry at 1: 19, highest aggregate E.R.'S.
Favourite Saying: What have we got to-morrow?
Chief Delight: Meals between snacks.
Next Year? Honours Math at Queen's.

Donald J. F. Fleming — "Froats"

Activities: Philosophy Club, Assistant Literary Editor of "Review", De-
bating Society, St. Andrew's "After Four" representative, Film Society,
S.A.C. Billiard Academy for Gentlemen, Clan Hockey, Moffat's Rangers.

Ambition: Doctor of the mind; "What's on your mind, Babe?"

Favourite Saying: "Such is life; seven times down, eight times up (ha,
ha) ."

Favourite Pastime: Absorbing the knowledge from Phreddy's Fisics
Course.

Favourite Place: A front seat in trig class.

Next Year: Premeds at Mount A.

D. F. W. Grant — "Jungle Bunny"

Activities: 1st Soccer (bar), 1st Basketball, 1st Cricket, Cdt/ Sergeant,

Captain of Alphabet Soccer Champions, Glee Club.
Ambition: To beat Mr. Moffat in Math.

Probable Destination: Towel bearer for the Globetrotters.
Favourite Place: Jamaica Playboy Club.
Next Year? Commerce at Queen's.

H. Dave C. Lake — "Daver"

Activities: 1st Football (colours), Tennis, Rifle Team, Rugger, Cdt. /Ser-
geant, Senior Play, Signals Operator, S.G.F.C.
Ambition: To grow a beard.
Favourite Saying: That really peeves me!
Chief Delight: Making out!
Next Year? Engineering somewhere in the States.

Wilkie Lawrason — "Prof"

Activities: Assistant Coach for Under 15 B Football, Fencing, Assistant
Baritone Horn Instructor, Philosophy Club, Moffat Ranger, Billiard Aca-
demy.

Ambition: Most of the time.

Probable Destination: Chief Match Tester at Eddy's.

Favourite Saying: "Foiled again."

Chief Delight: Chinese Torture.

Gibb McEachren — "Gibe"

Activities: 2nd Football, Fencing, Service Committee, Cadet Corporal,
Moffatt's Rangers, Smoker, Gook's Guerrillas, Camera Club, Clean Up
Committee, Youth of the Empire.

Favourite Saying: I won't get caught again!

Ambition: Not to get caught again.

Probable Destination: Headmaster's Office.

Chief Delight: Ten days of carefree vacation at SAC.

Favourite Place: Classified.

Next Year: Maybe.

Attila Nagy — "Zoltan"

Activities: 1st Soccer, Moffat's Rangers, Clan Hockey, French Club, Ar-
senic and Old Lace (cast), Cdt./ Lance Corporal, Rugger, General Nui-
sance.

Favourite Place: The "Dog" house.

Probable Destination: Philosophy Club janitor.

Favourite Saying: I love you madly, too. Now, what do you want?

Next Year: General Science at U. of T.

D. R. Owram — "Ovrum"

Activities: Clan Soccer, Clan Hockey, Chapel Boy, Debating, Philosophy

Club, Cdt. /Corporal.
Ambition: Teaching at University Level.
Probable Destination: Kindergarten teacher.
Favourite Saying: "I just had a haircut."
Next Year? Queen's — Honours History.

John L. R. Pallett — "Crash"

Activities: 2nd Football (Captain) , Boxing, Track and Field, Staff Ser-
geant in Cadets, Chairman of Memorial House Television Room, Debating,
Clan Hockey Champions.

Favourite Saying: "Anything we can do, the Italians can do it better."

Chief Delight: Chipping away at the feet of authority.

Favourite Pastime: Cutting holes in Peter's parachute.

Next Year: Political Science and Economics at York.

D. C. Peters — "Fox"

Activities: Manager First Football, Debating, Senior Play, Dramatics

Committee.
Probable Destination: Janitor in an Italian House of 111 - Repute.
Favourite Author: T. Bozzay (Revelations on the Revolution).
Chief Delight: Packing my parachute after getting shot down.
Favourite Pastime: Making Boland pick.
Next Year? Pre Law at Queen's.

John Pitcher — "Pitch"

Activities: First Basketball, Track, Second Football, Philosophy Club,

Celt./ Corporal in Band.
Ambition: To be a ski bum.
Probable Destination: Switzerland.
Favourite Pastime: Frowning.
Next Year: Arts at Queen's.

M. H. Popieluch — "Pops"

Activities: Soccer, 2nd Basketball, 1st Cricket, Boxing, Philosophy Club,

Cadet Corporal, Table Commander, Billiard Academy.
Ambition: To become a go-go surfer.
Probable Destination: A go-go private in Vietnam.
Chief Delight: Killing my lunch.

Next Year: Political Science and International Business at University of
California.

Everard T. Richards — "Bob"

Activities: 1st Soccer, 1st Cricket, Table Tennis, Debating, Singing.
Favourite Place: Horseshoe Bay.
Chief Delight: Cassava Pie.
Ambition: To reach the rainbow's end.
Favourite Saying: That's Tight ! !

David M. Sanger — "Nose"

Activities: Scholar, Science Committee, Philosophy Club, Librarian, Dra-
matics, Second Football, Film Society, Cdt./ Corporal, Wallace Clan
Hockey (Semi-Skating-Non-Player) , S.G.F.C.

Favourite Saying: Who nose ? ?

Favourite Author: Thompson Hardly, Archbiscuit Thomley Bucket.

Favourite Pastime: Experimenting with the effects of phenolphthalein.

Next Year: Applied Mathematics at Amherst.

Douglas A. Simmonds — "Wart"

Activities: Manager - 1st Football, 2nd Hockey, Arsenic and Old Lace.
Ambition: To become middle linebacker for the Green Bay Packers.
Probable Destination: Cleaning Green Bay Packers' spikes.
Favourite Author: G. Totton and Mr. Cole.
Next Year? General Science — University of Toronto.

Donald M. Smith — "D"

Activities: 1st Football (captain, bar) , 1st Hockey, Bruce Clan Captain,
Athletic Committee, Cdt./ Corporal, Secretary Flavelle House Smoker,
S.G.F.C., Billiard Academy.

Ambition: Counting trees in the Arctic Circle.

Favourite Saying: "I'm done!"

Favourite Place: Under the trees.

Next Year? Forestry; U. of T.

Robert Donald Stephens — "Stevie"

Activities: Second Football, First Hockey, Middle School Play, Cdt./Lieu-

tenant, S.G.F.C, Track Team.
Ambition: Ski bum in Alps.
Probable Destination: Ski bum in Alps.
Favourite Pastime: To pass-time.
Next Year? (Tulane U.)

Richard Michael Taylor — (B.S., Hard, Mike?)
Activities: Of course.

Ambition: Canadian B/stock championship on a solid gold.
Probable Destination: Dead.

Favourite Saying: Bored, stroked, polished and balanced.
Next Year? Civil Engineering at U. of T.

Tom Taylor — "Frisky ol' Tom"

Activities: First Football, Clan Hockey (Bruce-Champions), Film Society.

Ambition: Go to Australia and let hair grow.

Favourite Saying: "I'm Australia material".

Favourite Author: John Lennon.

Chief Delight: Turkish.

Next Year? Western.

Vic Tryon — "The Red Baron"

Activities: Second Football (Colours, Captain),

pions) , Cdt/Lance Corporal.
Favourite Saying: Immaturity killed the cat.
Favourite Place: Taylor's cupboard Sunday mornings.
Favourite Pastime: Listening to Peter's exam schedule.
Next Year? Business at Western.

Clan Hockey (Cham-

W. W. Wilson — "Will (y) "

Activities: 1st Football, 2nd Hockey, 1st Rifle Team, 2i/c of the Cadet

Corps, Cinema Committee, Moffat's Rangers, Gook's Guerrillas.
Ambition: To lose the bet with "Big Don" and "McCoon".
Favourite Saying: "What a hunk".
Favourite Place: Toronto 12.
Next Year? York University.

DOES ST. ANDREW'S REALLY CHANGE?

- YES! STATISTICS PROVE IT

The evening meal was moved ahead 15 minutes to provide
more time for sports. Then, half-way through the school
year, it was decided to shift the beginning of evening study
ahead a full 30 minutes so that there would be more time for
relaxation and various other activities right after supper.
During the spring, "relaxation and various other activities"
came to mean only one thing — cadets. However, there were
no more complaints than those which usually accompany
cadet practices, and it was considered a successful move.

It had long been felt that more freedom should be given
to Grade 13 students. Well, this year, the gate was opened
and their chains were unlocked. Under the new leave policy,
students in upper sixth were allowed three 12:00 leaves and
one 2:00 leave per month.

During the year, a smoking-room was set aside in the
basement of each house for those boys in upper and lower
sixth with smoking privileges. Smoking was restricted to
pipes and cigars, the sweet odour of which found its way
into the main corridors every night after study. Fortunately,
no-one rang the fire-alarm.

The music department underwent a thorough reorganiza-
tion under Mr. Reding. One of the many bands he started
was a brass marching band, which was at first rather ludi-
crous. Many of the bands were not, however, and it is a
tribute to Mr. Reding that he should be able to make 15-
20% of the school into musicians within one year.

There was even a change in chapel procedure, something
which has remained untouched for at least eight years. For
the Sunday evening service, it was decided that donations
to the collection should no longer be compulsory, and that
the money received should be used to support a few of the

boys in a nearby orphanage. The average amount collected
remained the same, even after the voluntary was introduced.

Also new this year:

A Saturday cadet period was introduced. Uniforms had to
be worn, and complaints were numerous.

The "New Math" course reached the Grade 12 level. Next
year, all classes will take it.

A new subject, Religious Knowledge, made its debut. Its
purpose — to question the existence of God. (Doesn't every-
one).

Easter exams were reduced to one hour papers. There was
no significant drop or rise in marks.

The tops of all the desks and the backs of the pews in
the chapel were sanded and revarnished by the students driv-
ing a crash campaign to clean up the school. Destroyed were
the names and opinions of several decades of Andreans.

Several changes have already been forseen for next year.
There will probably be no Easter exams in 1967. This is in
keeping with present trend within the school to take the
emphasis off examinations.

The required number of courses for Grade 13 is being
lowered all over the province. This will give some Andreans
a maximum of 12 or 13 spare periods a week — a tempting
possibility.

One thing more — Next year, the school will have a
chaplain. The Reverend Dr. John M. Wilkie, minister of
Deer Park United Church, in Toronto, will be giving spiritual
guidance and leadership to St. Andrews.

J. C.

THE SERVICE COMMITTEE

A first! The Service Committee found out what it was to do and did it! This year,
we succeeded in doing something for someone else — an action which had been lacking
at St. Andrew's for several years.

A very profitable "White Elephant Sale" in early January enabled us to donate
badly-needed playground equipment and other gifts to two local orphanages. In addition,
a large group of these children attended the Cadet Inspection through the efforts of the
Service Committee and the courtesy of Langdon's Coach Lines. Since March, representa-
tives of the Committee have been selling soft-drinks throughout the school and at athletic
events; the profits from this highly-successful and popular venture will be used next year
as a basis for a school Centennial project.

The most notable achievement of the Committee this year was the adoption of four
needy children in India through an Indian mission — Dr. Graham's Homes. We are sup-
porting these children through our weekly Chapel donations, which are now voluntary;
we expect that future Service Committees will support this cause.

The Service Committee is very grateful to Mr. and Mrs. Stoate for their kind assistance
in our achievements.

J. D. Morrison

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SOCIETY BASILS INTERNATIONAL

We prefer to think of Basils as being not merely a club, but rather
a way of life. It is completely divorced from the main-stream of Andrean
activities, is without rhyme or reason, lacks essence and is complete unto
itself. Nearing the vital principle of free-expression, it endeavours to evalu-
ate the true measure and motivation of the extra-Basilian world. With a
firm belief in a vague constitution, no encumbering finances, and three
semi-organized field officers (now in attendance at strategically located
institutes of higher learning), the society is assured of a sound future.

Diversification: a belief in interpretive equality, and minds subtely
thinking thoughts, the Basils leave no stones unturned. We would hope that
the Society Basils, though only a coffee club, will in no way be denied
its gargantuan aspirations.

N. B. Davis; J. D. McKeen

CLUBS

Near the beginning of last year, the headmaster and staff had a meeting and decided on a plan whereby,
every Tuesday evening starting at 7 :30, boys would go to any of a number of group activities known collec-
tively as clubs. Tuesday night became known as "club night" and homework on that night was kept to a mini-
mum. This system became very popular among both club members, and non-club members, as club night was
effective in breaking up the week's routine.

The school has now entered its second year of club activities, but not without changes. With the extra time
in the afternoon this year, it was decided that clubs should be held then, instead of at night. This has corrected
the loss of study time, a problem of last year's system. There has also been added one more club, the Philoso-
phy Club, for the more abstract minded students.

What is the general reasoning behind the clubs? When asked this question, most masters stated that they
felt boys should have other interests besides academics and sports, and that they should have a proper outlet
for these interests, just as they would have if they were living at home. Clubs also give the boys a chance to
use the hitherto untapped resources of the school, such as its two hundred odd acres of land, an area which the
members of the bird watching club should be familiar with by now.

Although there have been complaints about clubs from time to time, there has also been encouragement.
Students are not taking full advantage of clubs or of time allotted for them, as yet. Only one third of the school
participates in them, and it is felt that, for many of the others, the time is being wasted. The answer to this is
not easy, but for those students who continue to take part, clubs should help to fill in the wide gaps left in the
wake of day-to-day studies. J.C.

CERCLE FRANCAIS

Cette annee,
le Cercle Fran-
Qais a pris une
forme plus stric-
te, plus regle-
mentaire, pour
qu'il puisse agir
plus facilement
qu' auparavant.
Malheureuse
ment, c'etait en-

L-R: Nagy, Morrison, Pratt, Mr. MacFarlane, Jones IV,
Howard, Kaufman.

core un des
clubs les plus
p e t i t s ; il n'y
avait que sept
membres, mais
tous les mem-
bres ont joue un
role important
dans les activi-
tes du club.

Nous avons elu comme president J. D. Morrison, et comme secretaire, R. K. Howard, qui se chargeaient
des affaires du club.

La grande entreprise de l'annee c'etait l'arrivee des Jeunes Comediens, une troupe d'acteurs et d'actrices
canadiens-frangais qui ont joue des pieces de Moliere sur des lecpns de l'amour. Toute l'ecole a joui de leur
presence chez nous et, chose etrange, ils se sont bien amuses ici.

Le cercle convient tous les quinze jours, et a ce temps, nous lisons des pieces, nous ecoutons des disques,
nous regardions des images cinematographiques de France, ou des films, ou nous parlions seulement entre nous
des nouvelles contemporaines qui nous donnaient l'interet. L'evenement le plus agreable c'etait le diner tres
delicieux que nous avons pris a Toronto un soir dans un fameux restaurant frangais.

Mais surtout, tous les membres se sont bien amuses, en apprenant en meme temps un peu des coutumes
et des fagons de vivre de l'autre demi de notre pays bilingue. J.D.M.

ART

Back (L-R): Barrett, Hilborn, Grigg, Mr. Ives.
Middle (L-R) : Beaumont, Sherwood, Dunkley I.
Front (L-R) : Cary-Bamard, Atkinson, Grass.

POTTERY

L-R: Mr. Pitman, Brackley, von Diergardt, Christie, Marechaux.

DEBATING
SENIOR IUNIOR

Bock Row (L-R): Peters, Owram, Nation, Richards.

Front Row (L-R): Pallet I, Osborne, Howard, Fleming,
Jones I.

Senior Debating this year enjoyed its most suc-
cessful year, in the sense of victories won, since its
inception at St. Andrew's College. Of the four most
important debates — U.T.S., U.C.C., B.R.C., and
T.C.S. — Andrean teams emerged dominant in three,
losing only to T.C.S. In the first debate of the year
with U.T.S., the St. Andrew's team of Bichan, Chap-
man, and Owram successfully upheld the resolution:
'that the government in the United States is un-
democratic." The second debate in late November,
was against U.C.C. This time the subject matter
was a little closer to home. St. Andrew's, as the
government party, supported the resolution: "that
the independent school has no important role in
Canadian education." The team of Howard, Crook-
ston, and Osborne showed the "day-boy playboys"
that they had better stick to winning football. In
January, the B.R.C. team came to St. Andrew's to
support the resolution: "that trial by jury is truly
just." However, the St. Andrew's opposition of Na-
tion, Ball, and Jones I, defeated this resolution in
one of the noisiest and most interesting debates of
the year.

The final debate; which eventually excluded
S.A.C. from winning the League Championship,
was held at T.C.S. in February. The opposition team
of Fleming, Richards, and Howard were unable to
defeat the polished T.C.S. government supporting
the resolution: "that green is preferable to blue."
However, the S.A.C. team is to be congratulated on
their efforts, in spite of last minute team changes
and a very partisan House during the debate.

In the round robin Invitational Tournament of
eight schools at T.C.S. in March, the team of Mason,
Chapman, and Osborne stood second, and both
Mason and Chapman achieved honourable mentions
as best speakers of the day.

All those who debated, and those who assisted as
speakers and timers, deserve thanks. The achieve-
ment of such a high standing in debating this year
is a result of their and Mr. Allen's efforts. Next year,
it is hoped that debating will be equally as success-
ful, and that the Debating Society will function with

more regular meetings. v

K.rv.ri.

R.E.O.

Back Row (L-R): Macdonald II, Evans II, Kitchen II,
Jones V.

FRONT ROW (L-R): Rowe, Somerville III, Mr. Skinner,
Love II, Williams.

Owing to unavoidable conflicts with other school
activities, the Junior Debating Club's schedule was
rather disorganized this year. Despite the postpone-
ment and eventual cancellation of two intramural
debates, a reasonably good level of interest was
maintained throughout the winter term and a few
rousing debates were held within the club.

Our lack of success in arranging debates with
other schools somewhat dampened the enthusiasm
of the membership. Of those schools invited to de-
bate, only T.C.S. accepted, and we lost to them a
very well argued debate in which it was resolved
that "The Age of Chivalry is Dead". On this occa-
sion, our Prime Minister, Somerville III, distinguish-
ed himself, and was ably supported by Love II, and
Annan.

The experience acquired by all participants should
prove advantageous next year. Tentatively arranged
are four debates with other independent schools and
a more practicable schedule which should conduce
to more junior debating within the school.

Our most active members have been Love II, An-
nan, Jones V, Williams, Martin II, Stoate, Somer-
ville III, Maynard, Kitchen II, Thorn, Evans II, and
Rowe.

AERODYNAMICS

Back Row (L-R): Turner, Kneale, Morris, Macdonald II, Mr. Smith.
Front Row (L-R): Mr. Hiltz, Keller, Hoar, Bailey, McClocklin, Redwood.

CONSERVATION

(L-R,): Diffin, Allen I, Mr. Gibb, Empey.

CAMERA

Back (L-R): Buckner, Bates, Nation.

Front (L-R): Schmeichler, Harstone, Smith III.

BIRD-WATCHING

Sitting (L-R): MacFarlane III, Morland, Ilton, Stoate II.

Standing (L-R): Kneale, Macdonald II, Cossar, Mr. Hiltz (pack leader), Hart Twins.

CHESS

Back Row (L-R): Evans I, Jones IV, Jolliffe, Chan, Mr. Bozzay, Stephens II, More, McAdam, Brown, Agnew.
Front Row (L-R) : Henderson III, McEwen, Shinkle, Henderson IV, Watt, Brady.

PHILOSOPHY

The Philosophy
club . . . pensive . . .
thinking . . . argu-
ing . . . discover-
ing .. .

Owram discusses
Ayn Rand, author-
ess of The Fount-
ainhead and Atlas
Shrugged. Mrs.
Rand tends to extol
that which deals
with outward things
only, not thoughts
or feelings. Ayn
Rand, objectivist.

Davis introduces
the thoughts of
Jean - Paul Sartre,
playwright, novelist,
critic, and existeni-
alist. Existentialism
was created by in-
tellectuals affected

L-R: Jones III, Mr. Stahl, Davis, Fleming, Guzman, Lawrason I,
Sanger, Pallett, Popieluch, Owram.

by World War I
and the emerging
European social
chaos. It claims that
man must fight un-
aided against a
meaningless life.

Fleming speaks
on Zen Buddhism.
Zen, an earthly
Asian philosophy,
gives peace and
meaning to a com-
plex life without
meaning; hope to a
hopeless existence.
"Such is life — /
Seven times down, /
Eight times up." —
Zen poem.

Jones III presents
the ideas of Eric
Fromm, who relates
both sexual love and
love of mankind to

the Christian philosophy. "The basic affirmation contained in love is directed toward the beloved person as
an incarnation of essentially human qualities. Love for one person implies love for man as such." (Eric Fromm,
Escape From Freedom)

Mr. Stahl, master of religion and philosophy at the College, directs the Club. He explains the Christian
gospel, traces Christianity from the beginning, relates the teachings of Christ to those of Freud, and has well
established arguments which neatly dispose of anti- Christian beliefs.

To date, four students have presented papers for discussion to the Club. Each time, new knowledge has
been discovered in either accepting or rejecting the topic presented. The man of sincerity and truth has been
recognized and honoured; the rebel without a cause has been obliterated and discredited. — I, for one, am glad.

The Philosophy Club . . . pensive . . . thinking . . . arguing . . . discovering . . . D.F.

ENTERTAINMENT

THE STRATFORD PRODUCTION

Julius Caesar, Douglas Campbell's 1965 production, has been described by the press as "the
most irresponsible performance." When the school went to see it, they found it better than the
newspapers had promised. It was, at worst, mediocre.

William Hutt, who played the part of the honourable Brutus, was the most successful of the prin-
cipal actors. He had a slightly sheepish and confused look, which is all right, since Brutus was
confused about the planned assassination of Caesar. Also Hutt portrayed the leadership, ora-
torical, and honourable qualities of Brutus with much vigour.

Peter Donat, a well-known Canadian actor, played the part of Cassius. Although Donat is a
good actor, he did not suit the part of Cassius. Cassius should be a sly, small, lean man, who
is overwhelmed with jealousy of Caesar. Donat, however, appeared impulsive, and vigorous,
sometimes even vicious. This, in my opinion, is not what Shakespeare had intended.
Mark Antony, played by Bruno Gerussi, was perhaps the most disappointing of all principal
actors. Mark Anthony should be a forceful and powerful person gifted with oratorial powers.
Gerussi, however, was small and did not convey an overall powerful impression.
Joseph Shaw, who played Julius Caesar, was nothing extraordinary. He tried to achieve the
pompous and overpowering attitude which is characteristic of Caesar, but he fell short of this.
Sometimes his commands were not powerful enough, thus giving a weak impression.
In spite of these drawbacks, Julius Caesar far surpassed any "classroom" production. Lots
of action, sword fights, and brawls caused great excitement on stage. Despite the mediocrity of
the production, it was quite enjoyable and relaxing to watch.

F.M.E.M.

CANADIAN OPERA COMPANY

During the fall, the Canadian Opera Company
again produced a series of operas. After obtaining
season tickets, about twenty-five boys went to see
Turandot, Rigoletto, and The Barber of Seville, under
the watchful eyes of a few masters.

The first one, Puccini's Turandot, was perhaps
the worst of the three. The male and female leads were
not forceful enough to take such a demanding role.
The leading parts of Turandot require first-class
vocalists so that they can maintain the interest of the
audience during the long and difficult passages of
music. Besides the mediocrity of the leading singers,
the lack of enthusiasm and imagination by the sup-
porting actors was also evident. Even though the
scenery was very elaborate
and colourful, the movements
of the actors were rather in-
effective and dull. This un-
derlined the inadequacy of ?
the singers.

The second opera, Rigo-
letto, was better than Turan-
dot. In contrast to Turandot,
it had a superb male vocalist,
Glossop, to take the male
lead. However, the support-

ing actors did not show the necessary force, imagin-
ation, or enthusiasm to match the performance of the
male lead. The staging was also much better, but it
was not enthralling.

Rossini's The Barber of Seville, the third and
last of the operas, was probably the best of the lot.
The male lead fitted the part well. He had the talent
to cope with the extremely difficult music, and also
the volume to make himself heard by the whole
audience. His supporting cast was very co-operative
and zealous. The staging was relatively good in com-
parison to Turandot, and Rigoletto. The scenery was
(if you will forgive the expression) almost cute. The
design was unique and original.

In all fairness, some feel
that the Canadian Opera
Company is definitely im-
proving. This can even be
seen by the performances
during the fall. Perhaps the
Opera Company could use
more first-rate singers who
will stay with the Company
and give it a worthy rep-
utation.

F.M.E.M.

FOOTBALL DANCE '65

The lively enthusiasm and keen encouragement of the social committee during the weeks of preparation
preceding this year's football dance seemed to foretell the coming of a most exciting dance. And exciting it was!

The balance of Friday afternoon, November 5, passed quickly for the small number of volunteers and
members of the social committee who were feverishly working to decorate the Great Hall. The result was as-
tounding! That evening, the expectations of every couple were more than satisfied. Flowing from the high ceil-
ing of the Great Hall was an infinite number of red and white crepe paper streamers. The colourful paper, as
though falling from a Maypole, formed a large circular area enclosed on all sides, and the dim red and blue
lights greatly enhanced the atmosphere. On the walls of the hall were proudly displayed the pictures of the

members of our First Team. But the band — none
other than the renowned Toronto Paupers — was, if
you pardon the expression, "Out of this world!"
Within moments after the dance had begun, every-
body was in a lively mood. The masters and their
partners, influenced by the teenage spirit, also found
themselves pirouetting in many weird and wonderful
ways.

"Andy", the school mascot, added a humor-
ous note to the other ingenious decoration: surround-
ed by a cage of crepe paper, "Andy" bore the sign
"Playboy" around his neck.

The football dance was, indeed, a success, and
the many hours of work which were put into the
preparation of the dance by Mr. Mainprize and his
staff did tribute to our First Team. Special thanks
are also extended to Mr. Stewart for the refreshing
buffet.

L.G.W.C.

ST. ANDREW'S DAY

The observance of St. Andrew's Day is rel-
atively a recent innovation at St. Andrew's College,
From 1960 to 1962, the ceremony was held for the
Upper School only. Now the whole school attends.
This year the ceremony was held on November 29th.

The ceremony was started by the piping in of
the masters and guest speaker by Pipe-Major D.M.
Bichan. Mr. L.C. MacPherson, Vice-Chairman Clan
MacPherson Association, Chairman of the Scots
Federation of Ontario, delivered the 'Ode to the
Haggis'. This poem was written by Robert Burns
during the 18th Century. Everybody thoroughly enjoyed this performance.

After the haggis was piped out, it was served to the whole school. The main course of steak, french
fries, peas, and mince meat pie followed. Soon afterwards, the toast to the Queen was called for by a junior
member of the school and proposed by the Headmaster. Later, athletic colours, clan colours, and signals awards
were given out.

When the meal was over, Mr. Norman McLeod, Chairman of the Clan MacLeod Society of Central
Ontario, Vice Chairman of the Scots Federation of Ontario, was introduced. In his talk, he explained that few
facts are known about St. Andrew's Day: most of the stories are just legend. He went on to tell of his trip to
Iona and Skye. It was most interesting to hear of the people he met - including the Chief of his clan, the Queen,
and other members of the Royal Family.

When Mr. McLeod had finished his address, the dinner was adjourned. Another St. Andrew's Day cer-
emony was over. W.G.E.

THE LOWER SCHOOL PLAY

In recent years, our drama programme has
consisted mostly of serious productions of more or
less philosophical interest. A "Doctor in Spite of
Himself" was a refreshing change. It was the kind
of slap-stick which only members of Mac House
could fully portray and develop.

C. G. S. Smith played the role, Sganarelle,
a rowdy, conniving, Sgt. Bilko-type lumberjack, who
in the opening scene is seen beating D. Blanchard,
as Maritime, his rowdy, conniving, Sgt. Bilko-type
wife. Sganarelle masquerades as a doctor through-
out most of the play. M.J. Johnston played Ger-
onte, an old, stuffy, and very stupid country gentle-
man, Harstone and Love II appeared as Geronte's
servants, Valere and Lucas. The former was seem-
ingly clever and knowledgeable; the latter, comical-
ly stupid. Marshall II played Leandre, a supposedly
clever, attractive, and dashing young man. The
ladies in the play should also be mentioned. Jacquel-
ine, the wife of Lucas, was played by Williams, and
Lucinde, the daughter of Geronte, by Tayler III.

"The Doctor in Spite of Himself" was written
in the 18th century by the famous French playwright,
Moliere. One of the original purposes of the play
was to satirize the particular foibles of French
society in that century. Social conditions have chang-
ed since then, however, and none of the criticisms
applies today. In presenting "The Doctor in Spite of
Himself" today, actors devote themselves mainly to
the development of its humour. To this end, all the
parts should be acted vigourously. In this respect, the
cast fell slightly short, since their voices did not
carry well, their movements were sometimes awk-
ward, and their cues were frequently missed. Special
credit, however, should be given to the stage crew
for the very effective scenery.

Despite its few shortcomings, the play was
well received and enjoyed by the audience.

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CREST HOUR COMPANY

The Crest Hour Company returned for its third year with
a completely new cast and different material. There was more
humour in this year's show than in other years, and a few
French poems and songs had been added. Many boys felt that
this was an improvement.

The troupe started by introducing themselves. This took
the form of a song composed entirely of their names. It was a
beautiful and euphonic arrangement, but it still left us confused
as to the names of the players. Then they repeated "Jazz Fan-
tasia" by Carl Sandburg, one of the poems which had been well
liked the year before. This was followed by a story recited in
French, and a scene from the play "Pygmalion" by George
Bernard Shaw. Then came perhaps the highlight of the show,
three of the most famous scenes from "Macbeth". In the first
scene Lady Macbeth finally convinces her husband to go ahead
with the murder of Duncan. The second scene was Macbeth's
second meeting with the witches, who were surprisingly realistic.
The final one was the sleepwalking scene, an old favourite
among the masses of theatre-goers.

As a contrast to the seriousness of these scenes, there fol-
lowed a series of humorous songs and poems. Among the selec-
tions were "The Horse Named Bill" by Carl Sandburg, "The
Old Gumby Cat" by T. S. Elliot, "At The Dentist" by John
Lennon and one French song. "The Death of a Hired Man", a
short story by Robert Frost, was dramatized, and "Dark Lady
of the Sonnets", a farcical play by G. S. Shaw was enacted. It
more than gently lampooned Will Shakespeare, but fortunately,
there were no violent objectors in the audience.

On the whole, the Hour Company was successful in dramatizing selections from the English and French
curriculum of the Ontario Secondary Schools. The school enjoyed this enthusiastic and meaningful approach to
literature which is sometimes difficult to convey in the classroom.

J.C.

SKATING PARTY

This year because of a flu epidemic at the school, the skating party was postponed two weeks.
At six o'clock on Saturday, February 19, three bus-loads of girls arrived at the school from Branksome,
B.S.S., and Havergal. The couples went to the dining hall for a buffet supper and then began skating on the

back rinks. As it was a chilly night of five degrees above zero,
many of the couples didn't wish to skate for very long, and
wandered off in the general direction of the tuck shop. The
more hardy people continued skating, but by eight o'clock the
rinks were almost deserted.

At eight fifteen the dance began in the dimly-lit gym, which
quickly set the mood. The music, which affected the couples in
different ways, was emceed by James Crookston this year in-
stead of hiring a disc- jockey or a band; Bruce Owens assisted
Crookston by acting as disc-jockey. Both did an excellent job.
A number of dance contests, and various dedications, helped to
liven up the evening.

It seemed as if the dance ended just as it got started. Al-
though many of the guests felt that they could have danced for
a few more hours, the girls, unfortunately, had to depart at ten
forty five.

Nevertheless, the dance was an outstanding success, and
most of the credit must go to Mr. Inglis and the Social Com-
mittee. The school is hoping that the Skating Party will take
the similar form next year since it is certainly the "swingingest"
night of the year.

G.B.
F.M.E.M.

MUSIC PROGRAMME

St. Andrew's has always had a good treble
choir, a fine Carol Service, and an excellent pipe
band, but otherwise, music has been "pianissimo".
Now, the arrival of Mr. Reding has produced a
"crescendo". A hundred and fifty boys have started
playing the whole range of
brass and wind instruments,
and the more able have
formed an accomplished
Studio Band. In addition,
the whole school has been
divided into vocal sections

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which greatly enhanced the Carol Service.

This has taken a great deal of time and effort.
Perhaps we have gone too far in the opposite direc-
tion and have wasted the time of boys who have
no musical ability. But certainly this school has a
better balanced curriculum
as a result of Mr. Reding's
zeal and enthusiasm. In a
year or two, we hope that
the music course will be
"moderato con spirito."

ARSENIC AND OLD LACE

On March 12th, the St. Andrew's Players presented .Arsenic and Old Lace, written by Joseph Kessel-
ring. Contrary to productions of other years, such as the tragedies of Bi7/y Budd and Richard of Bordeaux,
Arsenic and Old Lace was a delightful and relaxing comedy in three acts.

The action of the entire play took place in the Brewster home in New York City. The scenery was surpris-
ingly realistic — congratulations to the stage crew! The main role of the play was starred by A. Z. Nagy as
Abby Brewster. Abby is an old lady who lives with her sister Martha (Sommerville III). Together these
elderly ladies delight in poisoning their tenants so that these may achieve the eternal joy of heaven
sooner than they might expect. There are two other known members of the Brewster family: an insane nephew,
Teddy, hilariously acted by J. G. Crookston, who believes that he is President Roosevelt; and a very sadis-
tic nephew, Jonathan, convincingly played by R. D. Stephens. D. A. Simmonds as Dr. Einstein, the accomplice
to Jonathan, amused and frightened the audience with his macabre sense of humour and his unskillful plastic-
surgery operations. Mortimer, the poor bastard who appears in this chaotic family, was played by D. F. Evans.
Although Evans may have overacted in places, he certainly entertained the audience by finding dead bodies in
window seats, and by proposing absent-mindedly to his girl friend, Elaine, bravely played by R. S. Mitchell. R. W.
Campbell II as the vigorous Lieutenant Rooney and his subordinate officer, O'Hara, (R. E. B. Glover) who
enjoys being a playwright more than a policeman, come to the Brewster home to capture the notorious Jon-
athan. The rest of the cast — the two police officers (D. B. Annan and J. D. Urie), Reverend Harper (M. J.
Kennedy II), Mr. Witherspoon (A. H. Pratt) and Mr. Gibbs (D. R. Harris) — all deserve honourable men-
tion for their distinctive characters.

There were several factors which made this play a success. Besides the conscientious and convincing act-
ing of the players, the scenery, a marvelous job by the stage crew, the lighting, make-up and costumes created
an authentic atmosphere. Without Mr. Kamcke, Mr. MacPherson, Mr. Hiltz, Mr. Mainprize, and Miss Jolliffe,
this would not have been possible. The audience enthusiastically received (through a number of curtain calls)
the macabre atmosphere of the play, but many expressed their regrets that the combined efforts to produce the
play were spent in one night. F.M.E.M.

OLD BOYS' HOCKEY NIGHT

Varsity Arena in Toronto was the site
of this year's Old Boys' Hockey night.
The bus trip broke the regular school
routine.

The Mac House Hockey teams started
the evening with their own brand of
hockey. The teams seemed to be having
fun, despite their occasional falls.

In highland tradition, the pipes and
the drums performed on the ice; and
even those who found this music some-
what fiendish delighted in the bold col-
ours of the band's uniforms.

The Broomball game, which followed,
is one of the main attractions. This year
some of the Old Boys played the mas-
ters. Some of the masters had a slight
problem of staying on their feet. Pos-

R.AJ.

sibly, this was the reason the Old Boys
won this year, for the first time.

When the fun with hockey was over,
the game turned to its usual fast-moving
and hard-checking self. The stars of
previous SAC teams matched skills with
the first team of this year. The game re-
mained close until the Old Boys at last
broke loose. The firsts fought back to
tie them, but the Old Boys got another
goal; then another. Despite the fact that
they were losing, the first team kept the
pressure on, bravely but vainly skating
against a team of wide (even interna-
tional) experience.

Altogether the evening was a great
success, and everyone enjoyed a lively
and well-played hockey game. W.G.E.

TWELVE ANGRY MEN

This year's senior play, Twelve Angry Men, was by no means a disappointment, for it continued in the
tradition of excellent plays by St. Andrew's College students. The St. Andrew's College Players, under the
direction of Mr. Mainprize, kept the full audience of students, parents, friends, and faculty enthralled for almost
an hour and a half. The play itself was based on the famous television screenplay by Reginald Rose. A young
boy of nineteen has been accused of murdering his father after a fight, and a jury must deliberate his fate. As
the scene opened, the judge gave the jury his last instructions. The guard, played by Cumming who was also
assistant to the producer, ushered in the twelve men who had to agree on a verdict. The hot and muggy weath-
er was reflected in the emotions of the twelve men who were to decide the fate of the young lad, but the first
vote showed eleven "guilty" and one "not guilty". The sole juror who voted "not guilty" was played by Bich-
an, whom many remember for his portrayal of Billy Budd last year. He is not at first convinced of the boy's
innocence; he just doesn't know. But as the play proceeds he, by the use of carefully thought-out arguments,
attempts to convince the jurors that he is right.

The first juror to change is an old man played by Ball, and he is followed by Barratt, who played a young
man from a slum background like the boy accused. Mills, Durie and Kingston, are swayed back and forth by
the arguments of Bichan "not guilty" and Kennedy I, the leader of the "guilty" voters. As the first scene
finished, the vote stood six to six and the whole audience was wondering how they themselves would have
voted, and how the trial would turn out.

The second act centered on the six remaining jurors, the ones who were really convinced of the boy's guilt,
or who were fed up and just went along with the majority. Peters and Sherwood, two loud businessmen, and
Mason, the foreman, changed as Bichan produced more arguments and evidence, and after a while Kennedy
and Osborne, a hard core "guilty" man, changed their votes, leaving only Lake. But after a great show of
emotion, he too was turned, reluctantly, outvoted.

Despite the occasional misplaced laughter of the audience, the excitement of the play lay in the detailed
characters of the twelve men with vastly differing backgrounds and prejudices, and in the contrasting logic
brought forth by Bichan and Kennedy. Note must also be made of the realistic and detailed set prepared by
Mr. Hiltz, Oswell and the stage crew, and of the excellent make-up. D.M.S.

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SCHOOL COMMITTEES

SERVICE COMMITTEE

Back Row (L-R) : Crookston, Love I, McEachren, Owens, Evans I, Sommerville I.
Front Row (L-R) : McKeen, Morrison, Dangerfield, Mr. Stoate.

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(L-R): Jones I, Crookston, dimming, McNeil.

ATHLETIC
COMMITTEE

Back Row (L-R): Shields, Barrett, Rous, Mr. West,
Mason.

Front Row (L-R): Jones I, Smith I, McKeen, Boland.

SONS OF OLD BOYS

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Bacfc i?ow (L-R): McEachren, MacDonald, Grant, Kingston, Leishman (3rd generation), Jackson I, Edwards, Barrett.
Centre Row (L-R): Good I, Housser (3rd generation), Hillary, Roden, Brown, Jolliffe, Martin R. J.

Front Row (L-R): Garratt (3rd generation), Heintzman (3rd generation), Casselman, Good II, Grass (3rd generation).
i46senr: Hilton, McPhail.

SOCIAL COMMITTEE

Back Row (L-R) : Dunkley I, Higgs, Howard, Beaumont, Boland.
Front Row (L-R): Mr. Inglis, Clark I, Ebbels, McClocklin, Barrett.

SCHOOL OFFICERS

PREFECTS

Back Row (L-R) : McClocklin I, Dangerfield, Howard, McNeil, Jones I.
Front Row (L-R): Morrison.Guzman, Mutch, McKeen, Mr. Coulter.

STUDENTS' COUNCIL

Back Row (L-R) : Boland, Howard, McClocklin, Dangerfield, McNeil, Bichan, Mr. Moffat.
Middle Row (L-R): Henderson I, Dunster, Crookston, Nation, Shields. Hathaway, McKeen.
Front Row (L-R) : Barrett, Morrison, Guzman, Mutch, Jones I, Gilchrist.

CHAPEL BOYS

Back Row (L-R) : Marechaux, Higgs, Hilton.

Middle Row (L-R): Mr. Coulter, Osborne, Lathrop, Nation, van der Ven, Boland.

Front Row (L-R) : Love I, Clarkson, Sommerville I, Mason, Owram, Chapman.

LIBRARIANS

(L-R): Schmeichler, Nation, Evans I, Mrs. Roberts, Davis, Marechaux,

"Would you believe —
this big?"

". . . and drops its load"

and just a touch of
bitters."

'You are getting
sleeeeeepy."

"I'm sorry fellas, but if you
don't win, it's the only way."

asters

It were better to perish
than to continue schoolmastering .

— Thomas Carlyle

'Feel anything yet?"

What sort of man reads the
Playboy philosophy?

'Ban takes the worry out of
being close"

'Because if I don't they'll
fall down"

"Happy New Year!'

CADETS 1965-1966

COMMANDING OFFICER'S REPORT

This year our cadet corps underwent a major reorganization. Instead of a programme of
intensive training for three weeks before the cadet inspection, we trained throughout the
school year. A weekly cadet class was held on Saturday mornings. During these cadet
periods the officer and N.C.O. candidates either taught major drill movements or lectured
the cadets in the fundamentals of map using, first aid, and national survival. In the course
of these lectures, the cadet instructors were able to assess more thoroughly the individual
cadet's ability to become a good officer or N.C.O. As in other years, both a written test and
a practical demonstration of platoon drill were compulsory and formed the basis of the pro-
motions.

During the Saturday morning cadet class it became necessary to wear a regular uni-
form. In order to preserve our scarlet tunics (which were too formal) we wore the standard
military khaki battledress with our kilts. The new #2 uniforms are a practical addition to
the corps.

The results of the new training pattern are very encouraging. This year there were a
good many Grade XII's among the officers, a position usually held by the senior class. This
gave the junior officers an opportunity to learn to accept the responsibility of command.
Having younger officers also helped the discipline among the ranks. Without leadership there
is no discipline and without discipline, there is confusion. We had a very well-behaved
corps this year.

But cadets do more than inculcate leadership and discipline. There is a certain pride
that comes with marching in uniforms before parents and relatives. Giving a good account of
oneself brings a feeling of accomplishment. The responsibility is frightening because a single
error can ruin a parade; but the satisfaction that it brings is worth striving for.

G. D.

AURORA CHURCH PARADE

The Aurora Church Parade, traditionally marks
the formal opening of the cadet "parade season". All
cadets worked hard polishing their uniforms to pre-
pare for this gala occasion.

On the day of the parade,
Sunday April 24, there
were dark skies and signs
of rain. There were doubts
whether the parade would
be held. However, it did
not rain and the corps was
formed up at 8:30 and giv-
en a quick inspection by its
officers and sergeants.
Then, led by the band, the
cadet corps began the brisk
march to Aurora.

The parade was well received as there were many
parents and townspeople watching it. The corps ar-
rived at the Aurora United Church Church in good

time. After the church ser-
vice, the Cadets assembled
south of the church, gave
an eyes right to the mayor
of Aurora and to the Head-
master and marched back
to the school, where they
were dismissed.

All cadets agreed that it
was an excellent parade
despite the unpleasant wea-
ther. They did not relax
very long, however, as they
zealously started to prepare
for the upcoming, all-im-
portant Inspection and the
Toronto Church Parade.

TORONTO CHURCH PARADE

Having been some-
what brusquely awak-
ened by the blatant
sound of the bagpipes
and drums at an ob-
scene hour in the morn-
ing, the cadets of St.
Andrew's looked out
their windows, not
knowing whether they

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with eighty degree wea-
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to the three feet of
snow — 36 Degrees F.,
and windy; and the pla-
toon inspection after
breakfast didn't exactly
make one overly en-
thusiastic about cadet

as night orders put it, into vehicles of varying degrees of comfort
and by the time we reached Rosedale Community Grounds, the mercury in the thermometer had crawled
up to 50, but the wind was still there.

At 10:15 we set off for St. Paul's, avoiding certain obstacles created by rather over-fed police horses.
Soon, after the eyes-right at Branksome Hall (I'll omit the exclamation mark), we arrived at St. Paul's and
the band countermarched as the rest of the corps marched in single file into the church, where we were
graciously received by Canon Dann.

After the service the corps formed up outside the church in order to march on to Varsity Stadium. It
was quite a challenge for the corps and especially members of B company to keep in step, because the pipes
and drums were barely audible amid the noise and bustle of Bloor Street, but we managed to do so. On the
dismissal at Varsity Stadium, the corps was granted leave till 9:30 that evening. This was appreciated great-
ly, and it took no undue pressure to disperse the corps.

Thanks are due to Major Wilson and all his instructors for training the corps so well for this last event
of the cadet season. T.P.K.

matters. However, soon we "embussed"

OFFICERS

Back Row (L-R): Cdt. Lt. McClocklin, Cdt. Lt. Lathrop, Cdt. Lt. Nation, Cdt. Lt. Marshall Cdt. Lt. Shields, Cdt.
Lt. McNeil, Cdt. Lt. McKeen.

Front Row (L-R): Cdt. Lt. Stephens, Cdt. Capt. van der Ven, Cdt. Maj. Wilson, Cdt. Lt. Col. Dangerfield, Cdt.
Capt. Weston, Cdt. Lt. Mason.

CADET INSPECTION

The Cadet inspection is always one of the greatest
occasions of the school year. It is, practically, the
final two hours of the cadet season, and it ends
months of intensive practice. Besides this, it is an
event in which almost the entire school participates,
and it is one of the things we do best — better, fre-
quently, than all other schools in Canada. In being
all these things, the inspection gains a great deal of
respect for the school, and deserves the pride of
every cadet who forms a part of it.

This year, it was a rare honour for us to be in-
spected by His Excellency, the Right Honourable
Georges P. Vanier, Governor General of Canada,
thus maintaining a tradition started in 1916 by the
Duke of Connaught. Since then, each succeeding
Governor General of Canada has visited the school.

There had been a great deal of speculation about
weather conditions. Intermittent Showers had been
forcasted by the weather bureau, and plans were
made to wear the #2 uniforms in case of a slight
drizzle, or to call the ceremony and assemble in the
auditorium if it were to rain. By three o'clock it was
evident that these precautions would not be neces-
sary. It was cloudy, but the air was dry and crisp.
The thermometer registered in the low thirties and
the cold was accentuated by a swift Highland breeze,
making it painfully uncomfortable for all our kilted
Sassenachs. They, and especially the band, whose
music often varies directly with the temperature,
should be congratulated on not showing their dis-
comfort.

As Capt. MacPherson briefly introduced the pro-
ceedings, the corps was formed up behind Flavelle
House, waiting for the arrival of the Governor-Gen-
eral. At 3:30 p.m., His Excellency and the other in-
specting officers were driven up, and the ceremony

began. After the initial reception of His Excellency,
the corps was inspected, and then it marched past
the reviewing stand in column of platoons, and then
in column of route. There followed an advance in
review order and a royal salute, whereupon the
corps, led by the band, marched off and was dis-
missed.

The subsequent series of demonstrations was one
of the more fascinating parts of the inspection. First,
the Macdonald House Training Platoon, commanded
by Cdt. /Sergeant Pallett, came on in an effort to
exhibit the training of "green" cadets. Then, as a
contrast, came the company drill, a display of split-
second timing and co-ordination, under the command
of Cdt. /Captain J. L. van der Ven. The last group
to perform was the band, under the direction of
Cdt./Pipe Major D. M. Bichan, going through the
colourful ritual of the Scottish retreat.

After 'his, the corps formed the hollow square,
and awards were given to Cdt. Pipe Major Bichan
and Cdt. Lt. Colonel G. C. Dangerfield. The Elles-
worth Trophy for the best platoon went to Cdt.
Lieutenant L. A. Boland of #8 platoon. The choice
as best cadet, always a difficult one to make, as the
Headmaster has pointed out, was Cdt. Lance Cor-
poral Housser. Then, after a few introductory words
from Mr. Coulter, the Governor-General addressed
the boys about the great necessity for leaders in
Canada today, and the value of schools such as St.
Andrew's College in evolving these leaders.

Afterwards the Feu de Joie was executed by #1
platoon, under Cdt. Lieutenant J. P. McClocklin.
The inspection was ended with a royal salute, and
the corps broke off by ranks to be photographed,
destined for a permanent position on the corridor
wall.

ST. ANDREW'S ANNUAL
CADET DANCE

Again this year the decorations for the Cadet
Dance had little to do with our beloved Scotland.
You could tell that much thought and work had
been done by the decorating committee to come up
with such an original idea as an undersea setting.
The ornamental fish nets, which dangled through-
out the dancing hall, were snagged with many col-
ourful tropical fish. On the walls, there were larger
versions of the same glamorous creatures. Somehow,
the committee even managed to work water (oddly
enough) into the scenery. An effect of blue waves
rippled across the ceiling.

After the formalities of the reception party, the
first couples began to dance. By 10:30 the throng
had grown considerably.

Despite the cold weather, some ventured outside
to hear the stirring sound of the Pipes and Drums.
One of the evening's main attractions is the Retreat

played by the band! Unfortunately this year, there
was no organized highland dancing; however, we
thank Mr. Inglis for his display of skill!

Soon, dancing to the soft music of Len Moss start-
ed again. To everyone's delight, the evening's danc-
ing was "spiced up" by the sound of the "Gay Gord-
ons" played by the orchestra. No one seemed to mind
the break in tradition with the orchestra playing it.

When all this excitement was over, the couples
slowly drifted away. The dance ended around one
o'clock.

Mr. Stewart must be commended for his buffet
and refreshments which greatly exceeded the cus-
tomary sandwiches of previous years.

The Social Committee also did its part towards
the success of the dance. But it was the guests them-
selves who made the evening a great occasion.

W.G.E.

RIFLE TEAM

Back Row (L-R) : Mr. MacPherson, Mr. Wilson, More, Endleman, Dougall, Marshall,

Owens, Leishman, Lake, Skeie.

Middle Row (L-R): Wilson, Morrison, Higgs, Cossar, Housser, Weston.

Front Row (L-R) : Maynard, Macdonald II, Karrys, Hillary.

Shooting this year was very successful. It was
especially encouraging to find great enthusiasm
and considerable ability shown by several Grade IX
cadets.

In the Dominion of Canada Rifle Association Com-
petition, in which several hundred corps compete,
we ranked 4th. with an average of 96.555. This plac-
ed us first in Central Command, and first among the
L.B.F. schools.

In the Youth of the Empire Competition, the corps
achieved mass efficiency: half the members had an
average of over 75. We also had the distinction of
winning four silver medals in this competition.

The Shooting team, consisting of Clark II, Buck-
ner, Prill, Lathrop and van der Ven, won a match
against the #2 Squadron, Queen's York Rangers,
and won the G.B.S.S.A. competition with an average
of 97.8.

©ItHOS

Wallace Clan

In spite of the fact that Wallace was this year headed by a Grade XII
student (Dave Hilton) and for some reason was lacking senior members,
Wallace, the clan which always reigns supreme, with few scholars and
fewer star athletes, still prevailed. During the year of our vast successes
— still undefeated in three years of clan softball — we reigned supreme.
No clan could raise any feeble spirit to dethrone the "almighty". During
prize day, a rumour ran through the gathered throng: Wallace had
obliterated the seedy opposition and had won the clan championship
by an overwhelming majority. At the beginning of the year, Douglas,
aided by Mr. MacPherson's juggling of new boys, appeared to be the
next "Pretender to the Throne". However, their great strength resulted
in their easy conquest of "La derniere place". Montrose supplied an
unexpected challenge which was accepted and beaten back. These other
clans must realize that the only chance to subvert Wallace is to unite.
We hope that the future members of Wallace will be able to withstand
the combined forces of the other inferior clans and show in succeeding
years that Wallace is the Rock of Gibraltar — ■ the seas may dash against
it but will not conquer!

PRO LIBERTATE

D. Hilton

Montvoit Clan

First, I would like to congratulate the clan for a most enthusiastic
effort in spirit, in participation, and achievement. And we let the rest
of the school know it too. I will admit it is hard to feel a spark in a clan
that has done so poorly in the past few years, but judging from our
efforts this year, I can predict a bright future for Montrose Clan.
Why, just look at our many achievements this year and you will agree,
as anyone with reasonable intelligence would, that Montrose is the best
clan. If I were to mention all of our successes, the REVIEW would have
to be printed in two volumes! But, briefly some of our more outstanding
achievements are: clan hockey champs, clan volley-ball champs, Juvenile
track champ (Christie), Junior track champ (Kitchen II), a record
breaker on the swim team (Whiteside), M.V.P. award in hockey
(Kitchen I), M.V.P. award and captain of 1st Cricket (Jones I), and
many more great efforts by a great clan.

This coming year will be a good one for Montrose if we do as well as
last year. Good luck to the Monrosians who are leaving us this year,
especially Geoff Higgs, who has faithfully served the clan for many
years; clan vice-captain Pete Henderson, also a vital asset to the clan;
and the Grade XIII's whose efforts and participation left little to be
desired.

Well, we tried hard last year but watch out this year, there is nothing
stopping us!

M. Barrett

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SSruce Clan

By the end of the school year there was no doubt left in anybody's
mind regarding the superior status of all clan members. In fact, there
was some clandestine small talk that Bruce Clan was becoming in-
ebriated in its own halo of omnipotent power. Although this confident
feeling of superiority was well-grounded, there was some concern among
the higher mercenaries of the omniscient Bruce machine that con-
fidence in power leads to decadence. As a result, much was done to
equalize the comparatively unequal competition for the Housser Trophy.
"The Clan Members" of this year realized the incompetence of the
inferior "clans", and stirred their condescending nature by allowing,
of their own volition, two other so-called clans to surpass their relaxedly-
acquired total of clan points.

Next year, however, the spirit of competition, having been avoided by
our collective sacrifice, will rise to unattained heights in all possible
fields of school activity in order to remind the other "associations" of
our uninhibited prowess and superiority. It is a pity, nevertheless,
that in such a democratic country as Canada, there exists such an
unequal race for such a well-known and coveted prize as the Housser
Trophy. We, "The Clan", urge the lesser competitors to improve their
own selves such that their own clans may live up to the worthy
traditions of our school. We sincerely hope that you, unprivileged
members of the other clans, will take heed of our counsel.

D. M. Smith

Mouqlai Clan

Once again a Douglas Clan Captain is asked to review a year past; to
account for the successes and failures of his fellow clansmen, and what's
more important, to pass the torch to young and stronger hands.
Douglas Clan this year, without exception, was superior in all facets
of school life. As in previous years, clan success can be attributed to
the superb efforts put forth by every member. Douglas again displayed
a high calibre of superior sportsmanship, spirit, and honour in all
activities.

In the realm of extra-curricular activities, Douglas clansmen played
active roles in the various school clubs, dramatic and debating societies,
shooting teams, and in the literary section of the school REVIEW.
Douglas Clan has also proved herself splendidly on the playing fields.
This year the clan provided the back-bone for the 1st football team
in the form of fourteen brawny, towering goliaths!
Douglas men also displayed excellent leadership throughout the school,
claiming three prefects, numerous house-captains, a company com-
mander, platoon lieutenant, and a score of N.C.O.'s.
With the coming of Sport's Day, Douglas Clan was able to capture
another trophy to add to her already large prize list.
In closing, I might pose a question to fellow Douglas Clansmen. After
such a noble display of leadership, sportsmanship, and tradition of
excellence that has always been apparent in our clan, can we really
say that Douglas was not victorious?

J. McKeen

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FIRST COLOUR WINNERS

Back Row (L-R) : Duggan, Dunster, Endleman, Cawthorne, Grant, Owens, Whiteside, MacDonald.

Middle Row (L-R) : McKeen, Smith I, Weston, Guzman, Jones, Wilson, Dangerfield, Lake, Henderson I, Peters,

Shields, Sommerville I, van der Ven, Quincy.

Front Row (L-R): Rutherford, Evans, Glover, McLean, Schmeichler, Mason, Brownrigg.

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FIRST FOOTBALL TEAM

back Row (1-r) : Simmonds, Deacon, P. Henderson, Endleman, Bichan, Howard, Higgs, Cawthorne, Prill, D. Kitchen, Lathrop,
Mr. West, Mr. Coulter.

Middle Row (1-r) : Mr. Edwards, Page, Rudnick, Hilton, Weston, D. Smith, J. McKeen, Shields, Taylor, Duggan, Quincey, Lake.

Front Row (1-r) : Boland, McClocklih, C. Clarke, Farrington, Dunkley, Barrett, Dunster, W. Wilson, McNeil, van der Ven, Ebbels.

Colours: Dunster, Lake, Duggan, Cawthorne, Henderson I, Mutch.
Bar: Weston, D. Smith I, McKeen.

FIRST FOOTBALL REVIEW

This year was different from most past years
in that no one predicted an L.B.F. Championship
for the First Team Football. Sure, there were several
stand-outs back from the '64 team, but not enough,
so it was thought, to form the nucleus for a Champion-
ship team. This year, however, the First team seemed
able to find the fight, the courage, the stamina, the
ability, but most of all, the desire, to get them out of
tight spots. Gradually it dawned on the school body
that here, indeed, was no mediocre club, Everyone had
known that Jim McKeen was an all-round athlete,
but it had occurred to no one that he was to become
the best all-round quarterback that S.A.C. has had
for a long time. Dave Mutch had always shown fine
running ability as full-back. Mutch and co-captains
D. Smith and J. McKeen also helped raise the school
spirits for the L.B.F games, insisting from the start
that the Firsts were of championship calibre.

A hint of what was to come came when a scrap-

py and inspired S.A.C. squad upset Cedarbrae,
Toronto's Collegiate Champs. As well, the easy T.C.S.
victory brought further hope; but the B.R.C. match
chased away any remaining doubts. It was in this
game that the under-rated linemen shone: Higgs,
Howard, Duggan, and Henderson completely defeat-
ed the mud, snow, and the Ridley line. This was
entirely a team effort, the kind of victory which is
expected of champions.

Football fever stung every Andrean during the
week before the final game with the also undefeated
U.C.C. team. However, though defeated in the score,
the Saints won a moral victory, missing a win by only
several seconds after they had dominated during the
last quarter. Though disappointed that our "cham-
pionship team" did not win the title, the school could
do nothing but praise the First Team Football 1965.

G.M.

T.C.S. vs. First Football

When T.C.S. came to St. Andrew's on October 16
for the first game of the L.B.F. season, they were
greeted by an S.A.C. team that was very confident.
Playing in the pleasant, 50 degree weather, the
Saints wasted no time in demonstrating their abil-
ity, as Kitchen and Mutch plunged across for touch-
downs that put S.A.C. ahead 13-0 at the end of the
first quarter. In the second, T.C.S. came back to
score one unconverted touchdown, but Mutch swift-
ly retaliated for S.A.C. to put the score at 20-6 at
the half.

In the third quarter, McKeen carried across the
Saints' fourth major before T.C.S. scored its last
touchdown on a well-executed reverse. The final

quarter saw Mutch car-
ry for his third, St. An-
drew's fifth, and the
game's last touchdown,
van der Ven converted
three of S.A.C.'s touch-
downs to bring the fin-
al score to 33-12.

Highlights of the
game were Dave
Mutch's hat trick of
touchdowns, and Jim
McKeen's 80-yard romp
on a fake pass from
S.A.C.'s 20 to T.C.S.'s
10 yard line.

The game was an ex-
cellent exhibition of
good football and a de-
cisive first step to-
wards an exclusive
L.B.F. championship.
T.E.

LITTLE

B.R.C. vs. First Football

On Saturday, October 23, the school travelled to Ridley
College for a day of football and soccer games. It had rained
a lot in St. Catherines the previous two days, and Ridley's
fields were practically submerged in water, changing solid turf
into soft mud. At the beginning of the game, black clouds
threatened; however, the school spirit was as high as ever.

The game started with S.A.C.'s offence moving the ball
quite well, and in less than ten minutes Jim McKeen, our
quarterback, swept around the right end behind fine blocking
to score from Ridley's eighteen yard line. Ridley could not
move the ball against a determined S.A.C. defence, but St.
Andrew's offence, after its first touchdown, was unable to gain
an appreciable number of yards in the poor turf conditions.
After struggling for most of the second quarter, S.A.C. only
gained one point. Thus the score at half time was 7-0 for us.

In the third quarter the offence broke down completely,
and only our strong defence kept Ridley from scoring.

Early in the fourth quarter, an S.A.C. fumble gave
Ridley the ball inside our ten yard line. Ridley went over
for their first score. The convert was made, and the game was
tied. Ridley's touchdown seemed to spark us to life again, and
after a number of fine runs by Jim McKeen and Dave Mutch,
our quarterback again skirted the right end for his second
major. Unfortunately the touchdown was unconverted, and the
score stood at 13-7.

Ridley, once again, was unable to move against our
determined defence. With time running short. S.A.C. moved
the ball deep into Ridley territory, where Mutch went over

for a third touchdown for us. Again, the convert was missed,

but minutes later the game ended with the score 19-7 for

S.A.C.

It was a tough game under tough playing conditions,
accompanied by rain and hail in the last half, but it moved

S.A.C. a step closer to the L.B.F. championship, and our First

Team returned to Aurora victorious.

LB.

BIG FOUR

U.C.C. vs. FIRST FOOTBALL

Hopes ran high because S.A.C. had every
chance of winning the L.B.F. championship. Ar-
rangements were made for victory parties among the
players although some had vague defeatest notions
buried in the agony of nervous expectation. The
game began in cold morning pregnant with two op-
posing hopes, as the entire school enthusiastically
watched their red team go into action, take the ball
from the forty-five yard line, to the thirty, to the
twenty, to the ten, only to fumble on the one yard
line. U.C.C. played the ball with notable success,
and the first quarter ended on the same note of ner-
vousness on which it started. The score, 1-0 for the
Saints, meant little as eager fans waited in the cold.

The wait wasn't long, for U.C.C. won the
game in the second quarter, as Doherty and Stairs
scored two U.C.C. touchdowns, raising the score to
a frustrating 14-1. The fans hopes began to wither
away. The S.A.C. defence weakened under the stress,
while the offence was rested bcause they had hardly
touched the ball during the whole of the second quar-
ter.

The third quarter produced nothing; the

Saints reasserted their defensive prowess while the
offence seemed as if shocked to uselessness by the
way the game was developing. It was stalemate to
the end of the quarter. Only with a mere five min-
utes left in the game did the offence show it's cal-
ibre as they marched down the field for Mutch to
score a touchdown. But it was too late; the score
stood at 15-9 with one minute to go. The Saints
struggled desperately to U.C.C. 's twenty-yard line.
When McKeen finally opened up with a pass to Hil-
ton, the tension was unbearable. However the min-
ute flag dropped, and

the final play from Mc-
Keen to Hilton left the
Saints 15 yards short of
a winning touchdown.
The S.A.C. fans and
players were left numb
with disappointment
and disbelief.

F.G.

PRE-SEASON EXHIBITIONS

Michael Power at Firsts

Cedarbrae at Firsts

This was the first game of the season for both
teams. Unfortunately, it was not a very inspirational
beginning for the Saints. Hindered by poor weather
and lack of practice, the teams resorted to rather dull
line plays and a series of third down kicks. Michael
Power scored an unconverted touch down early in
the second quarter. However, the Saints' offence, un-
able to mount a sustained drive, was held scoreless.
The only highlight of the game for the enthusiastic
crowd on hand was Hilton's recovery of a punt on the
Michael Power 25 yard line late in the fourth quarter.
Result: M.P. -6 S.A.C. -0

St. Andrew's confidence was given a fantastic
boost in this game. Cedarbrae had won their league
championship the previous year and were supposed
to be just as strong in 1965. Coaches West and Ed-
wards had set the team to contain Cedarbrae's of-
fence, notably on end runs. With a tremendous all
around effort, particularly by Lake, Dunster, Caw-
thorne, and Smith, the Reds' defence almost held
Cedarbrae completely. The Saints made up for what
they lacked in finesse by desire and fight, and
Mutch's two touchdowns were enough to defeat a
well contained Cedarbrae squad. S.A.C. had recorded
the upset of the season!

Result: S.A.C. -15 C. -7

Appleby at Firsts

Appleby had lost to both Ridley and U.C.C.
This factor, added to the inevitable letdown after such
a victory against Cedarbrae, made the Saints extreme-
ly overconfident. Because of a very "lacklustre" effort
by almost the entire team, tallies by McKeen and
Mutch fell short. Appleby, on the other hand, steam-
ed through a very inept S.A.C. defence. It was only
hoped that the memory of their terrible showing in
this game would spur the team on to greater efforts
in the approaching L.B.F. encounters.

Result: S.A.C. -14 Appleby -20

Lakefield at Firsts

This year the Lakefield Firsts, who generally
play S.A.C.'s seconds, played the Firsts of St. And-
rew's. Confident of a sure victory, the Saints were
dismayed by the 6-0 lead of Lakefield at the end of
the first half. Shocked into action in the second half,
the Saints - led by stalwarts Boland, McKeen, and
Mutch - amassed 20 unanswered points. This second
half effort showed the Saints what they could do by
putting forth a little extra drive and hustle.

Result: S.A.C. -20 Lakefield -6

SECOND FOOTBALL

Back Row (L-R): Sundquist, Reid, Herod, Henderson II, Blue, More, Pitcher, Owens, White-
side, McEachren, Lockwood, Oswell, Glover, McTavish.

Middle Row (L-R): Marshall I, Jones II, Messer, Good I, Love I, Tryon, Pallett I, Leishman,
Bunt, Mather, Sanger.

Front Row (L-R): Beaumont, Wilson II, Mason, Ball, Urie, Clarkson, Stephens I, Clark II,
Chapman, Sommerville I.

T.C.S.

An electric tension filled
the air as the Saints met T.C.S.
in the first L.B.F. game of the
season for both sides. The first
quarter produced more tension
as both teams struggled, with-
out success, to score. Early in
the second quarter the stale-
mate was broken as T.C.S.
scored an unconverted touch-
down. Try as they would, St.
Andrew's offence could make no
decisive progress aginst the T.C.
S. defence, and the half ended
in a 6-0 lead for Trinity.

In the third quarter, the
Saints came back with some of
their former spirit and managed
to hold their aggressive adver-
saries away from the goal line
until the last quarter, when a
converted Trinity touchdown
robbed them of the last of their
spirit, so that the game ended
with T.C.S. picking up yet
another touchdown in the last
few minutes. The final score
was, S.A.C. 0, T.C.S. 19.

B.R.C.

Mud and water made
playing both difficult and haz-
ardous as St. Andrew's second
team prepared to meet Ridley
on their home ground. The first
quarter was dominated by
shrewd defensive action on both
sides, and while Ridley's offence
opened up in the second quart-
er, our defence held them off
so that Ridley picked up only
one point in that quarter. At
the half, the score stood 1-0 for
Ridley.

It was a close fought
game, Ridley picking up two
more singles in the third quar-
ter, so that one touchdown could
have swayed the score decisively
either way.

The fourth quarter
brought more punishment and
two more singles against the
Saints, and the game ended, 5-0,
after a hard fought, but for us,
fruitless contest.

COLOURS

u.c.c.

Each team was hoping to climb
out of last place with a win in the final
game of the season. In their past games,
S.A.C. had had bad luck, and they
were out to change this.

In the first quarter, S.A.C. moved
the ball well against the U.C.C. defence.
After a penalty favouring the Saints, our
team drove for a touchdown, which was
converted. Luck was now in our favor,
and on a punt, the U.C.C. receiver had
the misfortune of dropping the ball
which was then smothered in the end
zone by Bob Sommerville. The convert
was a pass, which was completed, and
the half ended with the Saints comman-
ding a 13-0 lead.

In the third quarter Lady Luck
changed sides, and the once confident
Saints wilted under the U.C.C. on-
slaught. Upper Canada tied the score
within a few minutes of the start of the
third quarter, and passed down the field
for three more majors in the fourth, con-
verting one, and bringing the final score
to 31-13 for U.C.C. S.A.C. played their
best football of the season in the first
half but just didn't have the drive in
the second half to carry the game.

Sommerville I, Pallett, Tryon, Ball, Leishman, Messer,
Oswell, Whiteside, Good, Clark II, Wilson II, Love.
SEASON RECORD: 1 win, 8 losses.

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Back Row (L-R): Mr. Kamcke, Craig, Smith II, Ballard, Dougall, Wilson III, Kennedy II,

Jackson I, Fahlgren, Neale, Pirie, Mr. Kinney.
Middle Row (L-R): Evans I, Annan, Housser, Brownrigg, Rous, Hopper, Henderson IV,

Leitch, Wood.
Front Row (L-R): Brunke, Campbell 11, Gilchrist, Pritchard II, Davies I, Campbell I, Jolliffe,

Rook, Rutherford, Scott II.

SUMMARY

Following in the footsteps of the second team, the thirds
played a consistently bad year of football. Losing their first
three games to Langstaff, Woodbridge, and Pickering, the thirds
then regained some confidence by playing S.A.C.'s U15A's and
gaining their first victory of the season. Inspired by the win over
the A team/the thirds defeated Hillfield, 26-12.

In the first game of the Little Big Four, the thirds tied
T.C.S. 6-6, in a game which the Saints could easily have won.
Successive losses to Ridley and U.C.C. further indicated that the
thirds were not up to calibre.

The team's spirit simply "drifted away" towards the end
of the season, although spirit had been good at the start.

Through the coaching of Mr. Kamcke, Mr. Kinney, and
Baker I, the thirds gained a thorough knowledge of football.
Special credit should go to Brownrigg and Wilson III, as well
as to the offensive backfield, for their determined effort. R.W.C

COLOURS

Brownrigg, Rous, Jolliffe,
Jackson I, Annan, Fahlgren,
Craig, Dougall, Brunke,
Campbell I.

UNDER 15 "A" FOOTBALL

Back Row (1-r) : Mr. Skinner, Pritchard I, Martin II, Kitchen II, Edwards, Pennal, Macpher-
son, Henderson III, Thompson.

Middle Row (1-r) : Patchell II, Morton, Pallett II, Kane, Martin I, Love II, Karrys, McEwen,
Marshall II.

Fronr Row (1-r): Shantz, Millar, Grass, Diffin, Stauffer, McDonald II, Agar, Whitteker, Chris-
tie, Casselman, Davidson.

ON'S RECORD

COLOURS:

Michael Power 3rds.

58-

U ISA's

Kane (first bar)

Lakefield 3rds.
Pickering 3rds.
Pickering "Gorillas"
T.C.S.

12
30
0
19

Stauffer
Kitchen II
Love II

Davidson
McEwen
Shantz

B.R.C.

Morton

Patchell II

Appleby 4ths.

Millar

McDonald II

Despite its relative lack of experience, the U15A football team enjoyed a moderately successful autumn,
winning four of its seven games. Most encouraging was the manner in which boys who had never played foot-
ball adjusted to the game, and helped the few veterans develop a team spirit. Encouraging too was the team's
rebound from disheartening early defeats to exciting late-season victories, particularly in the Little Big Four
Competition, and in our final match with Appleby.

Against T.C.S. we played & spirited first half, and then staggered before Trinity's fourth quarter insurrec-
tion. We did well to come away with a 19-7 victory over a plucky Boulder House team.

In the Ridley game the reverse was true. At quarter time, we trailed B.R.C. 18-0. Our resurgence in
the second quarter remains the highlight of the U15A season: at the half we lead 19-18. Inspired by this,
and with the help of "Ladyluck", who plays such a great role in so many football games, we emerged with
a 38-18 win over a fighting Ridley team that deserved a much closer point spread.

A thriller, our final game against Appleby, was won by a score of 19-6. With four minutes remaining
in the game, and with Appleby in possession of the ball on our one yard line, we clug to a 12-6 lead. A
stubborn defensive unit held for three downs; then an equally determined offensive team drove 109 yards,
with Kitchen II crashing the short side of the line for the "insurance" touchdown, converted by Patchell II.

The team was ably captained by Kane, with Stauffer as vice-captain. Of the colours winners, special
mention must be made of Kitchen II; a competitor of the first order, and a team player above all, he scored
17 touchdowns for the A's during the season, and proved a great source of inspiration to all.

Editor's Note: Mr. W. Skinner should receive special credit for his record as football coach at S.A.C.
In his three years at the school, he has won 8 L.B.F. encounters, losing none.

FIRST SOCCER

Back Row (L-R): Dangerfield, Jones IV, Nation, Grant, Webber, Baxter, Richards, Mr.

Pitman.
Front Row (L-R): Glassow, Nagy, Jones I (Capt), Butterfield, Kaminis.

COLOURS

Jones I (Double Bar), Glassow (Bar), Grant (Bar), Dangerfield.

FIRST XI SOCCER

This year the first eleven enjoyed one of its best seasons in many years. Although only four games
were won, while four were lost and three tied, the firsts outplayed the opposition in all their eleven en-
counters with the possible exception of the Bradford game. Unfortunately, throughout the season the
forwards missed many scoring opportunities, and this, coupled with the defensive lapses, costs us the L.B.F.
Championship when we played Ridley. In this game the firsts completely dominated the first half to
such an extent that the result seemed a foregone conclusion. However we failed to score and shortly after
resumption in the second half, Ridley took advantage of a defensive error to score the lone goal of the
game.

Against both Huron Hights and Pickering we found ourselves sporting a three - one lead and on
both occasions we had to come from behind in the dying minutes of the game to gain a 4-4 tie.

The highlights of the season were: an 11-6 victory over Hillfield in a miniature hurricane: a 3-0 vic-
tory over T.C.S.; a 3-1 victory over Aurora (the first in many years, against a team that this year won the
regional championship); a hat-trick by Glassow in the game against Huron Hights: and a 2-0 victory over
U.C.C. in the final game of the year.

The whole team should be complimented on their general attitude. Team spirit on the whole was
very good, and more than once the restraint the team exhibited under severe provocation was admirable.

The team extends its sincerest thanks to Mr. Pitman, and also to Messers. Stoate, Gibb, and Inglis,
who at various times assisted in the coaching. The First XI would also like to express its appreciation to
Dr. and Mrs. Glassow for their support at all our games.

Next year's team should have a good season if the returning players can remember the lessons learnt
by the 1965 team. In the final analysis, it is the goals scored which determine the victor.

R. JONES

THE 2nd SOCCER TEAM

Back Row (I-r) Smith III, Mclean II, Scott, Thomas, Guzman, Watt, Garcia, Empey, Mr.

Stoate.
Front Row (I-r): Hatch, Paterson I, Durie, McKenzie, Marechaux, Lawrason II, Brown, Cos-

sar, Gibb.

COLOURS: Marechaux, Hatch, Empey, Thomas.

Usually the 2nd Soccer Team has the reputation for being a "bunch of good losers". This year, however,
that was not quite the case; we won 6 out of 9 games.

The season started with two sweeping triumphs. The first one against Pickering ended in a 7 to 0 vic-
tory for S.A.C. The second game, against U.C.C., was another success for the Saints (2-0). With these two wins
at the beginning of the season, the second team was confident of a good season.

Nevertheless, we were beaten by Aurora High School the following week - 4 to 0. They had us outplay-
ed, even though we tried hard.

This loss was soon made up when the team went to Hamilton to play Hillfield. There was a strong wind
during the match, which hampered the speed and direction of the ball considerably. Despite this hindrance,
however, Hillfield had to accept a 2 to 1 loss.

The next two games were the team's worst exhibition of team spirit and skill. Even though the halfbacks
and fullbacks were doing a fair job, the forwards lacked the initiative and force to score many goals. Because
of this, we lost, 3 to 1 to Bradford High School, and 2 to 1 to Ridley.

The last three games of the season were our best of the year. The first one, against Huron Heights from
Newmarket, was won with a score of 1 to 0. The next match against Pickering was again won, but this time with
a score of 5 to 0. The last game of the season, against U.C.C., was another smashing 5 to 0 victory for the seconds.

Towards the end of the season, we began to play like a team. Everyone started to play his position more
efficiently, especially during the attacking stages of the game when the necessary thrust was needed. This im-
provement would not have been possible had it not been for our two coaches, Mr. Stoate and Mr. Inglis. Since
it takes such a long time to build a good team, we hope that most of the team members will be back next year
for an even better second soccer team.

F.M.E.M.

UNDER 15 "A" SOCCER

Back Row (L-R): Roberts, Johnston, Hally II, Brophy, Jordan, Dunkley II, Mr. Timms,

Stephens II.

Front Row (L-R): Davies II, Agnew, Blanchard, Paterson II, Anderson.

SECOND YEAR L.B.F. CHAMPS

The Under 15 A soccer team, with 5
members back from the undefeated 1964 team,
again enjoyed an excellent season, and gained
their second straight L.B.F. Championship.
The team's main goal scorers were Brophy,
Blanchard, and Woolnough. The spectacular
goal tending by Hally II, kept up the team's
spirits. Coaches D. Timms and A. Skinner
greatly aided and inspired the team. The
team record was:

GAME OPPONENT

S.A.C.

Newmarket Allstars

Hillfield

St. Georges

Pickering

Aurora High

Pickering

T.C.S.

B.R.C.'s U16*s

B.R.C.'s lower school

1st.

Appleby

U.C.C.

Pickering

Congratulations

on a

most

successful

season!

D.A.B.

COLOURS

U 15 A Hally II, Blanchard, Woolnough, Anderson,

Paterson II, Roberts, Dunkley II.
U 15 B Pickard.

MORE FUN WITH SOCCER

MASTERS vs FIRST SOCCER

On a cool autumn afternoon the annual
Battle of the Titans took place: Masters vs First
Eleven.

The firsts dominated the whole game, as
usual, but something seemed to be wrong. In-
deed, something was wrong: Lady Luck had
deserted us. She had gone to the masters! Our
bubbling enthusiasm and dazzling skill were no
match for the Dame of Chance, and the masters
scored a fluke goal, 1-0. In a dazzling exhibition
of skill and bravery, the first team forward line
bulleted in a goal. 1-1.

Throughout the long second half not a
point was scored. The firsts were great; constant-
ly peppering shots at the masters' goal. But
fate's hand stayed the ball. Then by means of an
overtime period and the cold paralysing our
goalie's fingers, the last goal was scored. A hor-
rible mistake, but it rolled in, making the final
score 2-1 for the masters. Just wait until next
year, masters! Then Lady Luck will be with us
and M.D.J

LEAGUE SOCCER

This year, as always, boys participated in a form of "alphabet"
soccer which was made up of non football players. Three times a week,
teams clashed in contests of skill. It was a case of survival of the fittest.
Their actions were constantly being watched by the supreme authorities,
(better known as the masters), who came down faithfully each afternoon
to referee the games.

The calibre of boys who participated in this ever challenging sport
was of the highest level. It was man against man and often man against
himself when he was called upon to execute a difficult play. These fear-
less and undaunted soldiers of soccer turned up day in and day out to
show the school, and maybe even the world, that they had just as much
internal fortitude as those football players.

The participation of all the boys involved was excellent. On the
average almost 60% of each team showed up on a daily basis. Enthus-
iastic boys learned the complex technique of working as a team. As one
great philosopher once said, '"Team work is the root of all evil." This
refers to the opposing side's grievances when it realizes that their op-
ponents have started "clicking."

The referees must receive a standing ovation for their attempts to
stop illegal plays and the like. Although this was not always possible,
(and often great lengthy arguments came from both sides at once,) the
masters did their best to call the plays as fairly as possible. Our thanks
go to Mr. Pitman, Mr. Inglis, Mr. Stoate, and Mr. Gibb, who looked
forward to each game as avidly as the boys themselves.

This year's clan games were played and conducted in very good
taste. Choice comments such as, "But sir, we're not playing a joke on
you, the ball did go in Shads," and masters prize remarks, such as,
"Goal-line-corner-kick," added colour to this year's soccer league, a most
enjoyable experience for all those who participated.

J.C.

*Ai3

-.nA*--

HOW
LOW

CAN

Dear Abby,

Please help us. After last year's clan hockey we tried to figure out our
athletic difficulties. As the sportsworld knows, we came last in a league
in which Bruce clan won the championship. We felt sure that somehow this
year we could improve our standing. But Abby, this year was worse! We
would have done just as well had we not participated. We did not gain a
single point during the hockey season. Montrose led the league with seven-
teen points. When the hockey season came to an abrupt end because of
good weather, our hopes rose. Perhaps our non-hockey players would turn out
to be star volleyballers. Nary a point was gained there. No positions changed,
and a strong Montrose team won this year's overall winter clan champion-
ship. At this point, we just don't know what to do about planning for next
year. Any suggestions will be greatly appreciated.

signed: Harassed Highlanders

Dear Harassed:

You will not get to the root of your problem until you realize two or
three things. First is that you are playing in a league of all-round athletes.
Montrose is a well organized team. If you go out on the ice with desire in
your hearts and a fighting spirit, and if you go down to defeat at the hands
of a worthy opponent, you have nothing to be ashamed of. It has been
happening to Wallace for many years in clan hockey.

The second is that most of your clan's athletes made representative teams.
It is not your fault or shame if you could not compete with the stacked teams
of the other clans.

Finally, have you ever thought that Wallacers are simply not hockey
players nor volleyballers, either. I remind you of the fact that Wallace is
currently the reigning clan Softball champion. It is there that your athletic
future lies, Wallacers! So "play ball!" and turn a deaf ear to "He shoots! He
scores!"

Yours sincerely,
ABBY

L.B.

Back Row (L-R) : Mr. Ives, Brophy.

Middle Row (L-R) : Hally II, Stauffer, Kitchen II, Martin II, Patchell II, Morton.

Front Row (L-R) : Davidson, Maynard, Love II, Ruse, Anderson.

COLOURS — Love II, Davidson, Anderson, Ruse, Patchell II, Stauffer, Hally II.

U-15-A

U-15-B

Back Row (L-R): Mr. Skinner, Pennal, Bain.

Middle Row (L-R): Lowery, Marshall II, Heintzman, Macdonald II, Stephens II.

Front Row (L-R): Whitteker, Sanderson, Evans II, Kane, Roots, Thompson, Baker II.

RECORD: 2 Wins — 3 Losses.

U-15A

S
E
A

This team had a very good year. Their record proves this: seven wins, one
tie, one loss. They scored sixty-five goals and were scored on only eighteen
times. The forwards all participated evenly in the scoring, averaging nearly
two points per game. The defence did an outstanding job, though much of the
credit must go to the two goalies, Davidson and Anderson. Captain Love II
was at all times an aggressive and determined' centre. The team owes a great
deal to Love's leadership and to Mr. Ives' coaching.

Two of their best games were with Lakefield's thirds. In the first game
at home, they got off to a bad start and never fully recovered, but in the return
game at Lakefield really played above their heads and established a good lead,
only to see it dwindle away as lack of conditioning told against us. Another
highlight of the season was the game against Ridley. Rumour was not lying
when it had said they had a good team and the game was spirited and fast. As
always, the team had a enjoyable trip to Boulden House, T.C.S., and managed
to win a close game. The one evening game of the season vs U.C.C. produced
some of the best hockey of the year, even though the minor midgets from
Toronto were just no match for a much superior St. Andrew's team.

Team-work and spirit combined to produce a winning season for at least
the Under-15 A's this year.

SCHEDULE

1. Pickering College 3rds

2. Upper Canada College Prep.

3. Hillfield

4. UCC Minor Midgets

5. Lakefield 3rds

6. TCS-Boulden House

7. Ridley Lower School

8. St. George's lsts

9. Lakefield 3rds

WON

18-0

WON

6-0

WON

9-0

WON

7-2

LOST

3-1

WON

4-2

WON

9-3

WON

7-4

TIED

4-4

SCORING

Goals

Patchell II 10

Ruse 12

Stauffer 11

Love II 7

Hally II 10

Kitchen II 11

Martin II 1

Brophy 1

Maynard 1

Morton 0

Assists Points

11
7
6
8
5
3
4
4
3
0

THIRD HOCKEY

Back Row (L-R): Martin II, Grigg, Mr. Kinney.

Middle Row (L-R): Smith II, Rook, Ballard, Millar, White, Harris.

Front Row (L-R): Campbell I, Garratt, Gilchrist, Davies I, Rous, Warren, Jolliffe.

COLOURS: Davies I, Gilchrist, Rook, Ballard.

SUMMARY

Statistics reveal that the 1965-66 season for the third hockey team was not
as successful as it could have been or as we would have wished it to be.
Seventeen players increased their hockey skills and improved those which they
had at the beginning of the season. This development and increase in hockey
savvy is due to the fact that we had an excellent coach in Mr. Kinney. On
behalf of the third hockey team I would like to thank him.

Because of the destruction of the Aurora Arena last year, all our home
games and practices were held at Bradford, eleven miles away. Because of this,
we were able to practice only once a week, and twice every other.

There were no stars on the third team this year. We were forced to bring
up reinforcements from the very strong U15-A's in an attempt to break even
in the win-loss column for the season. This effort was also in vain. The final
record: two wins, four losses.

With spirits high we opened the season at home against U.C.C. Although
the game was close most of the way, we were defeated 7-4. We were able to
play sound first and third periods, but a very poor second was our undoing.

We travelled to B.R.C. with spirits still quite high, but were again defeated
by a bigger, stronger team 8-1.

Returning from half term break, we were visited by T.C.S. and the effects
of the break were very obvious. We were unable to skate with again a bigger
and better team.

Between these games, our confidence was fed by two victories, the first
over Pickering, and the second over Appleby, the scores being 6-2, and 3-2,
respectively.

The last game of the season was against U.C.C. Everyone played, or at
least tried, hard, but the U.C.C. squad had improved more than we had, and
we were again tromped; this time 9-0.

So ended an outwardly unsuccessful season. However, if we can improve
next year, we should form a good basis for the second hockey team.

P.D.

SEASON

UCC at SAC lost

SAC at BRC lost

SAC at TCS lost

Pickering at SAC won

Appleby at SAC won

SAC at UCC lost

8—1
9—2
6—2
3—2
9—0

"THE TEAM"

SECOND HOCKEY TEAM

To say that the second hockey team had a good
season would be incorrect. A won-loss record of 3
and 6 is hardly impressive. There were, however,
many bright moments on and off the ice, with enter-
tainment being provided by Dave Urie and Doug
Page.

In the opening game, we were defeated 4-1 by Hill-
field, but we won our next contest against Pickering
8-1. One week later we played Lakefield and were
beaten 7-2. Despite the lack of support given him, and
a heavy bout with the flu, Mulock made several ex-
ceptional saves. We lost the next game to our ancient
rivals, U.C.C., by a score of 3-1. This game was one
of the second team's better efforts this season, Willard
Wilson in particular giving a spectacular perform-
ance. Our next game, one of the year's worse, was lost
to Ridley 4-0. We were out-hustled and out-muscled
by a more determined team. Although we lost the
next game against T.C.S. 3-1, we were defeated by a
few bad breaks, one of which was that we only played
two periods. One week later the seconds crushed Pick-
ering, this time with the score of 9-3. The next game
in which we defeated a fast-shooting Appleby squad
3-1, was undoubtedly our best of the season. Once
again, Mulock played almost flawlessly in goal. The
last game of the year was the long-awaited rematch
with U.C.C. It ended as quite a disappointment
though, for although we held Upper Canada to a 2-2
tie in the first two periods, we fell apart in the third
and lost 5-2.

Perhaps the greatest success of the year was the
great team spirit which was never lacking throughout
the season.

The team would like to thank Mr. Coburn very
much for sticking with us, and especially for teaching
us all about "boxes". F.A.M.

Back Row (L-R) : Blue, Simmonds, Watt, Brown, Nation, Lampel.
Middle Row (L-R) : Urie, Thorn, Wilson I, Oswell, Scott I.

Front Row (L-R): Wilson II, Jones II, Thomas, McTavish,
Mulock, Hatch.

(Absent: Page)

COLOURS: Wilson II, Nation, McTavish, Mulock,
Thomas.

FIRST HOCKEY

Back Row (L-R) : Sundquist, Ball, Mr. Edwards.

Middle Row (L-R) : Mason, Mutch, Morrison, Ebbels, McKeen, Love I, Macdonald I, Kitchen I.

Front Row (L-R) : Rutherford, Smith I, Stephens I, McClocklin, Sommerville I, Barrett, McNeil.

FIRST HOCKEY STATISTICS

Player games

D. Kitchen 13

Stephens 13

McClocklin 12

B. Sommerville 13

Ball 13

McKeen 13

Barrett 12

Ebbels 13

D. Smith 13

Mutch 13

Morrison 13

Mason 13

P. Love 13

MacDonald 13

Rutherford 13

goals
6
7
6
3
3
5

assists
8
6
3
6
5
2
5
4
4
1
1
2
1
0
0

McNeil __.
Rutherford

TEAM:

GOALIES'

games
- 1-5/6
__1 1-1/6

RECORD
goals
4
53

PIM

9
15
21
27
18

9
15
39
18

6
15

games
13

won

lost
8

for
35

shutouts
0

against
57

points
14
13

avg.
2.20
4.50

PIM
213

L. B. F.

S.A.C. vs U.C.C.

Last year, S.A.C. had been swamped
in both its meetings with the power-
ful Toronto team. Not only does
U.C.C. have an hour a day for prac-
tise, (the Saints averaged 1% hours a
week in /66) but they carry some of
the best hockey players in Toronto.
Red Wright, who played for U.C.C.
but practised with the Marlies, is a
notable example. Even with the odds
so heavily against them, S.A.C. man-
aged to hold their opponents in
check in their first L.B.F. match this
year, until the third period. A spark-
ling goal by D. Kitchen brought the
small partisan crowd to its feet. In
this game, Pete Rutherford established
himself as a top notch goalie. He and
Kitchen were the individual stars for
the Saints who won a decisive moral
victory, but finished on the short end
of a 7-1 score.

Comment: defensive mistakes fatal —
lack of team work — increasing team
spirit.

A second game against U.C.C. in
Toronto produced some very unin-
spiring hockey. Red Wright dominated
this game with a hat trick. The Saints
were simply outclassed 6-0.

Comment: frigid open air rink re-
reduces efficiency — again lack of
team work and positive team spirit.

S.A.C. vs B.R.C.

A 9-3 score rarely is indicative of a
closely -contested hockey game. This
was the case, however, in this second
L.B.F. contest. From the first drop of
the puck, Ridley forced the play and
peppered the Saints' net. Again and
again a much over-worked Rutherford
held the "black swarm" at bay. De-
fensive lapses, particularly from for-
wards who failed to backcheck, cost
the Saints the lead they had estab-
lished on goals by Stephens, McKeen
and Sommerville. The many Ridley
supporters crowded into the Bradford
rink managed to goad their team into
action and St. Andrew's trailed 5-3
and were not threatening to come any
closer. When Bill McNeil replaced
Rutherford, the Saints were unable to
give him the proper support, and
Ridley quickly put the game out of
reach, almost doubling their score to
a final 9-3.

Comment: a dismal third period —
inability to skate with Ridley.

S.A.C. vs T.C.S.

Though weak in almost every other
sport, T.C.S. has a tradition of scrappy
hockey teams. Perhaps it was the
prospect of a winless L.B.F. season, or
the fact that for some, this would be
their last L.B.F. hockey game, or
maybe the Saints were simply due to
have a good game, but whatever the
reason, this was S.A.C. 's best effort of
the season. For the first time, the
Saints really dominated play; they
backchecked, forechecked, passed more
often and shot more accurately, and
after one period lead 3-0 on goals by
McClocklin, McKeen, and Sommer-
ville. In the second, Rutherford, who
had been called on to make several
briliant saves, misjudged an elusive
shot, and T.C.S. was back in the game.

In the dressing room between second
and third periods, the expected con-
fidence of a team with a 3-1 cushion
was missing. Instead, the Saints grimly
realized that this period held the key
to the success of their 65/66 season.
Often before they had had comfortable
leads only to completely "choke" in
the third period. In fact, it was the
Saints' consistently bad third periods
which had cost them many hockey
games. They would have to win this
period to escape the shame of a win-
less L.B.F. season. Win they did as
Barrett, Kitchen and Morrison all pop-
ped home insurance goals. A 6-1
victory was the ideal end to an L.B.F.
season.

Comment: skating, checking, and
deft penalty-killing the deciding factor
— team spirit at peak.

FIRST HOCKEY SUMMARY 65-66

This year, first hockey enjoyed a fair improvement over last year's
record. However, they began the season just where last year's team
left off — losing nearly every game. It was obviously due to no lack
of talent or ability, but rather a lack of team spirit, desire and co-
operation. In practices, where the finer points of the game are taught,
all the team could think of was how many goals "I" could score, or
who was the roughest, toughest player. Out on the ice, it looked as
if this team had never played together before, let alone practised
together. Team spirit is something intangible, but without it nothing
ever seems to click. It is unfortunate that there were one or two players
who were a negative influence this year, for without them the firsts
could undoubtedly have fared much better. This negative spirit tended
to cancel any effort by other team members to create a positive team
spirit. Nevertheless, as the season wore on, and the team won a few
games, we started to knit together quite well and the spirit improved
greatly. With a 20 game season we could probably have at least had
a winning record.

Mr. Edwards tried very hard to fill Mr. Holmes' big shoes as first
hockey coach. A more co-operative team with a positive attitude
could easily have rewarded him with a winning season. To Mr. Edwards,
sir: I can see that next year you could well have a strong team with
lots of desire and polish. The firsts should be even more successful
than this year, and show an even greater improvement. To all future
first teams: remember that even a good team needs SPIRIT and
DESIRE to produce a winning combination.

J. P. M.

FIRST BASKETBALL

Back Row (L-R): Dangerfield, Hilton, Grant, Pitcher, Howard, Cawthorne, Mr. West.
Front Row (L-R) : Endleman, Weston, Bunt, Guzman, Davis.
(Absent: Mather).

FIRST BASKETBALL STATISTICS

G.P. Total Points Avg./game

Dangerfield 12 136 11.3

Grant 12 106 8.8

Pitcher 10 70 7.0

Cawthorne 11 60 5.5

Weston 12 47 3.9

Hilton I 11 25 2.3

Howard \

Endlemen 12 15 1.3

Guzman 10 10 1.0

Bunt 12 9 0.8

Mather 7 2 0.3

Davis 9 2 0.2

Team Record: Won 3 Lost 9
AVG./GAME for 41.8

AVG./GAME against 49.4

L. B. F.

SAC vs BRC

In preceding years, Ridley has
managed to overcome our "pow-
erful" team, but the few Andre-
ans that had made it through
this year's flu epidemic were de-
termined not to be defeated
again. From the first jump at
centre, the Saints took over and
built up a solid lead in the first
quarter. The game continued to
be fast moving. Ridley managed
to catch up during the second
quarter so that, at the half, the
teams were even in score. Saint
Andrew's, during the third quar-
ter, came through to build up a
good lead; going into the fourth
quarter, Ridley began to inter-
cept a few of our bad passes and
to score on them. Slowly they
managed to reverse the trend,
and when the final whistle went,
Ridley had done it again, 44-36.
It had been a hard fought game
with a disappointing final quar-
ter.

D. J. HILTON

SAC vs TCS

After having lost a rather in-
teresting game against Ridley,
the Saints took on last year's
LBF champions, TCS. Our team
started well, controlling the
backboards at both ends. Plays
clicked, the defence was strong,
and at the end of the first quar-
ter, we trailed by only one bask-
et, 13-11, in spite of their taller
players. In the second quarter,
partly because we failed to
shoot, only four points were
scored, while TCS doubled that
figure, and led, going into the
second half, 21-15. TCS snatch-
ed rebounds that earlier had
been ours. The team was tiring.
By the fourth quarter, TCS was
ahead 35-23. Early in the fourth
quarter Weston fouled out, fol-
lowed by Hilton. TCS moved
ahead steadily, scoring 21 points
to our eight, and it was over,
55-31 for TCS. High scorers for
SAC were Dangerfield with 11
and Weston with 8, while TCS
scorers were led by Will Hafner,
with 27. This was an LBF loss in
a season in which the firsts
could just not put four solid
quarters together.

R. L. WESTON

SAC vs UCC

On Wednesday, February
2nd, the Saints arrived at UCC
determined to defeat the "infer-
ior" blue team. Although SAC
had been defeated in a previous
game by UCC, the red team was
certain that their experience
would enable them to overcome
Upper Canada. However, the
flu epidemic handicapped the
Saints to a great extent, and, at
the end of the first quarter, the
score was 18-12 for UCC. By
the end of the half, UCC had
increased their lead to 32-22.

A quick look at the dressing
room at half time showed that
the epidemic had sapped much
strength from the SAC team.
During the third quarter, UCC
again increased their lead and
the score was 46-33. In the
fourth quarter, the Saints tried
valiantly to reach the potential
they were capable of and out-
scored the UCC team 8-7, but it
was not enough. The final score
was 53-41.

The high scorer for SAC was
P. J. Pitcher with 17 points,
while UCC's Galloum scored 18
points.

T. CAWTHORNE

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SUMMARY FIRST BASKETBALL

This year, as has been the story for the last several
years, the first basketball team enjoyed a rather unsuc-
cessful season. Usually the author of this article attri-
butes the failure of the team to the stiff competition
which the team had to face. This is not to say that the
competition was not keen, because this year the rivalry
for the L.B.F. championship was the fiercest it has been
for years. We had the ability but not the spirit and drive
that makes champions. The spirit of the first team fell
to the lowest level that it has been for many years. A
large part of the fault this year can be accredited to only
a few individuals on the team. We also felt that the
officiating at some of our games could have been of a
higher calibre. This in itself, is usually enough to dis-
hearten any team, but for us it was the final blow to an
already spiritless team. We sincerely thank Mr. West
for doing more than his share, and we hope, for his sake,
that he gets a more co-operative team in /67.

G.D.

FIRST BAR — Dangerfield.

FIRST COLOURS — Pitcher, Weston, Grant.

UNDEFEATED L.B.F. CHAMPIONS
SECOND BASKETBALL

Back Row: Mr. Smith.

Middle Row (L-R): Baxter, Herod, Rudnick, Messer, Forbes II.
Front Row (L-R) : Jones III, Lake, Durie.
COLOURS: Lake, Durie, Forbes II, Baxter.

SECOND BASKETBALL

For the second consecutive year, the second basket-
ball team had an excellent season — winning every
game as well as retaining the L.B.F. championship!
All through the season, the seconds tried hard and
played well together as a team. Although there were
a few close games, in most the seconds were not hard
put to win. However, in our first game against Apple-
by, we were losing badly until late in the fourth
quarter, when our luck suddenly changed and we
came from behind to win the match. Similarly, against
Lawrence Park, and again at Pickering, the final
game of the season, we managed to pull up our socks
near the end and win.

As previously stated, the second basketball team
retained the coveted L.B.F. championship. The two
games against U.C.C. presented no obstacle at all, but
the second game of the series, against Ridley, was
quite a different story. The Ridley game was by far
the closest game of the season. B.R.C. was leading
throughout the game, but with only five minutes to go
Baxter put us back into the game, and none too soon!
It was touch and go until, with fifteen seconds left
and the score tied at 38-38, Lake sank a shot from

inside centre to win the game. The third game, against
T.C.S., was an overwhelming victory for us. The final
score was 81-26, a suitable finish for L.B.F. champs.
In conclusion, the seconds had a VERY successful
season, which everyone enjoyed, even Mr. Smith!
Honourable mention should go to Baxter, for his ef-
ficient lay up, to Forbes for his unique dribbling, to
Lake for his accurate shot inside centre, and to Mr.
Smith for his patience, and witty (but more often
sarcastic) comments about the finer techniques of
basketball. D.L.

SECOND BASKETBALL SEASON

SAC vs Aurora

WON

48-37

SAC vs UCC

WON

41-27

SAC vs UCC

WON

38-24

SAC vs Appleby

WON

32-30

SAC vs Lawrence Park

WON

34-32

SAC vs BRC

WON

42-38

SAC vs TCS

WON

81-27

SAC vs Appleby

WON

86-17

SAC vs Pickering

WON

59-27

SAC vs Pickering

WON

42-38

UNDEFEATED L.B.F. CHAMPIONS
THIRD BASKETBAEL

Back Row. Mr. Kamcke, Shinkle, McEwen, Karrys, Henderson IV.
Middle Row. Dougall, Brunke, MacFarlane II.
Front Row. Garcia, More, Edwards.

COLOURS: More, Garcia, Edwards.

THIRD BASKETBALL

The second basketball team claims that theirs
is the best in the school! This of course is some
sort of campaign to brainwash the school. The
third team, over the past two years, has the best
record of any team in the school — it has lost
only one game out of twenty two in that per-
iod! ! !

Continuing from last year, the team has had
an unbeaten streak of seventeen games (our
closest scores this year were against Ridley and
St. Georges). At first it seemed that last year's
record would not be held up, for only two
members of last year's successful team remained
— More and Garcia. However, some fine new
talent in the persons of Edwards, MacFarlane,
and Henderson, who, unfortunately was only
able to play in a few games because of an ankle
injury, provided a powerful scoring punch.
Garcia, Edwards, and MacFarlane, in that or-
der, were the team's high scorers. Our first L.B.F.
game was played at U.C.C. Although the score
was one sided, the U.C.C. team was determin-
ed, but outplayed and outreached all the time.
Our next L.B.F. game was at Ridley, and al-
though we outplayed them, our scoring punch
was lacking. It was an off day, as witnessed by

the low score — 15-14. When we played U.C.C.
again, it was much the same story as in the
first meeting. Their team was quite small, and
we just overwhelmed them. Our toughest L.B.F.
opposition was reputed to be T.C.S., but we
were in our best form and easily defeated them,
thus winning the L.B.F. championship.

The excellent coaching of Mr. Kamcke was
undoubtedly a major factor in producing this
year's superlative team. The record which the
third team has built up over the past two years
may be difficult to continue. We met the chal-
lenge, and bettered it. We hope that future teams
can and will also. J. D. M.

SCORES

S.A.C. at St. Georges WON 37-36

S.A.C. at U.C.C. WON 40-19

S.A.C. at Aurora WON 24-19

S.A.C. at Lawrence Park WON 36-18

S.A.C. at Ridley WON 15-14

U.C.C. at S.A.C. WON 38-11

St. Georges at S.A.C. WON 46-41

T.C.S. at S.A.C. WON 40-28

Aurora at S.A.C. WON 35-21

S.A.C. at Pickering WON 35-31

Pickering at S.A.C. WON 68-19

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SWIMMING 1965 - 1966

After a surprising performance last year in coming
second in the L.B.F. (having placed last for 10 years
in a row before that), the swim team was determined
to win the championship this year. A St. Andrew's
swim team has not won the championship meet at
Hart House for 12 years and we decided that it was
time to end this losing streak.

We started off the season well with a meet against
U.C.C. which was held in our pool. Both senior and
junior divisions won as St. Andrew's arch-rivals went
down to defeat. Owens was top scorer with 19 points.
Whiteside, Brownrigg, and Shields also turned in good
performances in the senior division while Jackson,
Pritchard, Housser, and Blanchard were outstanding
juniors. The team seemed as though it was off to a
great season.

Our next dual meet was with U.T.S. This was a
very good team but not good enough. We beat them
85-69 but they complained that we wouldn't have,
had we swum by their rules; we therefore arranged
for a return meet at U.T.S. Owens was once again high
scorer for the seniors. The whole junior team looked
very good as they defeated U.T.S. juniors, who had
not lost a meet in 3 years.

On Feb. 9th we came up against Ridley, last year's
L.B.F. champs. This was a very good meet and the
competition was keen but we were defeated for the
first time this season. Nick Richtofen was the star for
Ridley, coming up with two wins and anchoring a
relay team for a third win. Whiteside was our individ-
ual hero with two wins. The diving event was won by

Shields. Excuses usually mean nothing but half the
team was suffering from the flu epidemic and co-
captain Brownrigg did not swim since he had just
been released from the infirmary. However the score
was only 75-71 and it was a good indication that we
would be a top contender at Hart House.

Then came half-term and everybody went away,
had a great time and got well out of shape. In spite
of this we completely out-swam T.C.S. in our next
meet, only two days after the holiday, beating them
110-42. It was clearly a one-sided meet from the be-
ginning.

In our return meet with U.T.S., swimming in ac-
cordance with their rules, we were defeated for the
second ume of the season. However, the defeat didn't
sting too deeply, since the U.T.S. team went on to
become Toronto District champs a week later.

This year, for the first time, St. Andrew's attended
the O.F.S.S.A. swim meet at Western University in
London. The competition in this meet is the best in
the province, so we weren't too optimistic about our
chances. However, our 200 yard freestyle relay team
of Owens, Forbes I, Brownrigg, and Whiteside placed
5th, while Shields and Dunkley I placed 4th and 8th
respectively in the diving. It was an all-day affair and
everybody enjoyed the experience they gained from
swimming and diving against Ontario's best.

Then, on March 12th, we went to Hart House for
the 25th annual L.B.F. championship swim meet. Mr.
Maskell, U.C.C. 's swimming coach from 1950-1966,
had donated a cup to the winning team and, naturally

enough, we wanted it. The senior team was strength-
ened by the addition of juniors Pritchard, Roberts,
Housser, and Blanchard, but all our determination
and effort was not enough to dethrone Ridley. Rich-
thofen of Ridley and Dave Whiteside shared top
honours, each breaking two records. The biggest sur-
prise of the day was John Housser, a junior, who won
the 50-yard* backstroke. Bruce Owens came third in
both the 50 and 100-yard freestyle events. Shields
came second in the diving and our 200 yard freestyle
relay team of Brownrigg, Forbes I, Shields, and
Owens also came second, (behind Ridley, of course,
who set a record for the event).

So, once again we were only second best. For the

past two years we have been plagued by broken feet,
sprained feet, flu and measle epidemics. Maybe next
year, with a perfectly healthy team, the swim team
can capture first place. Every member of the team
worked very hard and consistently this year and the
co-captains would like to thank the team for its
cooperation.

On behalf of the team we would like to thank Mr.
Guggino for putting up with us for another year. He
has done wonders for the swim team since he came
here three years ago and he deserves the congratula-
tions of the whole school. (We would also like to
thank Mrs. Guggino for her delicious pizzas) .

M.S.

COLOURS : First Bar — Shields, Owens, Whiteside, Brownrigg.

SECOND TEAM: Housser, Pritchard II, Blanchard, Roberts, Jackson I, Blackshaw.

SWIMMING TEAM

Back Row (L to R) : Blackshaw, Pickard, Fahlgren, Prill, Buckner, McKenzie, Blanchard.

Middle Row (L to R): Mr. Guggino, Sherwood, Whiteside, Owens, Kennedy II, Jackson I, Wood, Kaminis.

Front Row (L to R) : Housser, Forbes I, Shields, Brownrigg, Pritchard II, Roberts.

STATISTICS - 1965 - 1966

L.B.F. Meet Final Scores
B.R.C. — 72
S.A.C. — 54
U.C.C. — 27
T.C.S. — 15

S.A.C. RECORDS

TOP SCORERS:

S.A.C.
S.A.C.
S.A.C.
S.A.C.
S.A.C.

Dual
84
85
51
110
34

1. 50 yard breaststroke

2. 100 yard individual medley

3. 200 yard Medley relay

Meet Scores

U.C.C. — 70

U.T.S. — 69

B.R.C. — 75

T.C.S. — 42

U.T.S. — 51

.31:0 sec. (Whiteside)

1.04:5 sec. (Whiteside)

1.53:4 sec. 1965

SENIOR

1. Whiteside 100

2. Owens 86

3. Brownrigg 64

4. Shields 49

JUNIOR

1. Jackson _.

2. Pritchard _

3. Blanchard

4. Housser _.

1966
1966

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54
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FENCING

FIRST BAR: Glover.

FIRST COLOURS: Schmeichler I, MacLean I, Evans I.

SECOND COLOURS: Rowe. Anjo, Sommerville III, Dunkley II.

COMPETITIONS

This team, still trying to gain recognition for
fencing as a major team sport, enjoyed another ex-
cellent season in /66. The following resume of the
year's individual meets proves this:

SAC at UTS and BSS

This round robin was the first scheduled meet.
Because many of last year's seniors had left, we were
unsure of how well we could do this year against stiff
competition. However the team passed this first test,
winning 25, UTS 20, BSS 5. A good word must be
said for BSS as they had had to completely rebuild
their team from last year.

WOODSMAN SWORD CLUB at SAC

In this second meet, we were faced with highly-skil-
led sword-wavers from the WSC in Toronto. Though
the seniors were drubbed 11-5, the juniors won by the
identical score, 11-5, salvaging a tie for the Saints.
Two new fencers, Rowe and Dunkley II, and Anjo,
who remained undefeated, were the stars of the
competition.

BRC vs SAC

Our annual meeting with Ridley is always the most
important, and often the most exciting of the year.
Unfortunately, Ridley just did not have the strength
to make it interesting, the final score being SAC 17,
BRC 8. With this victory we won the LBT (Little
Big Two) championship for the second straight year.
Congratulations to Bob Glover and Rick Schmeichler,
who were undefeated, and also to Clarkson, Mac-
Lean and Anjo.

BROCK UNIVERSITY at SAC

In this, one of the most interesting competitions of
the year, we fenced against 'Wren Henderson, last
year's team captain, and a group of six which he had
trained during the winter. We handily won both sets
— seniors 11 to 5, juniors 6 to 3. Nevertheless, the
Brock students are to be commended, considering the
presence of distractions at university not present at
SAC. Special mention must also be made of MacLean
I and Somerville III, who were undefeated, and of
Rowe, who won 3 of his 4 bouts in this competition,
his first as a senior.

SAC vs UTS

Somerville III and Dunkley II, and Rowe fenced
strongly as replacements for seniors struck down
by the measles. This was certainly the most ex-
citing competition of the season. The Saints got off to
a very shaky start, losing 8 of the first 11 bouts. Some-
how they, retained their feet and went on to win the
last four bouts in a row, and gain a 13 to 12 squeaker.
This was a team effort all the way!

SAC vs BSS and UTS

In this last competition of the year, the seniors
fenced a BSS team, the juniors a combined UTS-BSS
group. In an attempt to use those that had not yet
fenced this season, we fenced none of the regular
seniors. The subs maintained the team's undefeated
string, seniors winning 6-3, juniors 13-3. Both Smith
IV and Pallet II won all their bouts.

FENCING

Back Row (L-R) : Crookston, Mr. Bozzay.

Third Row (L-R) : Russell, Speechly, Dunkley II, Lawrason L Smith, Empey, Kaufman, von Diergardt.

Middle Row (L-R): Anjo, Pallett IL McEachren, Clarkson, Kneale, Henderson m, Mitchell.

Front Row (L-R): McLean I, Pratt, Rowe, Glover, Schmeichler I, Somerville HI, Evans I.

Other Highlights

Some of the seniors entered two voluntary in-
dividual competitions, the Unclassified and Junior
Men's foil competitions, held in the John Innis
Centre Toronto. The most successful Andrean was
Rick Schmeichler, who gained second place in the
Unclassified Competition. Those who competed in
the second of these two meets did so on the Sunday
of half-term! Finally, it must be noted that Dunkley
II won the trophy for the best fencer as a result of
his very surprising, yet well-won victory in the
annual interschool competitions. Congratulations ! ! !
The team thanks Mr. J. Crookston for his undying
love and devotion displayed for the fencing team
in his post as manager.

To sum up what has been said above: this year's
Fencing team has been the most successful since the
introduction of Fencing at S.A.C. To next year's
team: "AVANT GARDE!" Keep up SA.C.'s win-
ning Fencing tradition!

D.F.E.

ODDSANDENDS

GYMNASTICS:

JUDO:

This year for the first time a judo club was started at SAC on a trial basis. A small
group of eight boys turned out to support this new sport. Although many members
were without judo suits and were handicapped in practice on our improvised
mats, the judo club enjoyed the challenge of trying to master the various throws,
break holds, chokes, and hold downs, which all are a part of judo.

CROSS COUNTRY:

Senior Winner: Endleman.
Junior Winner: Pritchard II.

TRAMPOLINE:

This year Andreans had the opportunity to bounce.

BRONZE MEDALLION:

PING PONG:

BOXING:

TUG OF WAR:

Instructors: Shields, Oswell, Owens, Mason.

Bronze Bar: Johnston I.
Bronze: Christie, Pritchard, McKay, Todd, Diffin, Russell, Paterson, Jones, Mc-
Phail, More, Ratcliffe, McEwen, Garratt, Chapman, Henderson m, Cross, Kauf-
man, Agnew, Stephens, Harris, Evans II, Clarkson.

Senior Champion: Dougal.
Junior Champion: Garcia.

The Boxing Club operated on a limited basis this
winter.

Douglas is "brawn champ" for second year in
a row.

TENNIS TEAM

Back Row (L-R): Jones I, van der Van, Higgs, Kaminis, Brownrigg, Gilchrist.
Front Row (L-R): Farrington, Ebbels.

This year tennis at SAC had a rather successful year. For
the first time in LBF history we were not in last place. Due to
an injury we were only able to clinch three of our matches,
but this is the best we have done yet. In the Spring term we
were handicapped by the weather and were only able to play
against BRC, who were the LBF champs. We were able to beat
them in spite of an injury and forfeited games, making our
revenge almost complete. The interschool Senior singles this
year was won by van der Ven, and the doubles by van der Ven
and Farrington. Brownrigg won the Junior singles. Junior
doubles champions were Dougall and Brownrigg.

J. L. V.

Colours: First
Second —

— van der Ven
Brownrigg

RUGGER

OPEN

Back Row (L-R): Baker 1,
Whiteside, Mutch, Bates,
McKeen.

Front Row (L-R): Rud-
nick, Mr. Stoate, Wilson I.

(Absent: Prill)

SUMMARY

Rugger at SAC boomed this year with the introduction of an open
team in addition to the senior and junior teams. With 610 pounds between
them, Whiteside, Rudnick and Prill proved themselves capable of top-
pling mountains! Well, almost. With Bates, Wilson I, Mutch and McKeen
in the backfield, the team moved to the all-Ontario finals. They played
the final only ten minutes after they had won the semi-final. Partly be-
cause of this, they were edged out in the final by Peterborough, but
the "open" was one team that did not need to make excuses.

Playing LBF schools for the first time, the senior team clawed UCC
twice, but, in turn, were ripped by TCS twice. With a backfield of
Herod, Mason, Kitchen I and Lake, who were light, but made up for
this handicap by grim determination and drive, and a scrum of Lathrop,
Weston and Quincey, the team struggled to the semi-final at the All-
Ontario tournament. There they were beaten once more by TCS.

Unfortunately, the junior team was not as successful as her older
counterparts. Capably led by Sommerville I, and aided by Clark II and
Nation, the team showed great fight, especially against Aurora.

Of course, Mr. Stoate, with the aid of Mr. Smith, got us on the move.
I think all team members really know what would have happened had
the coaches not turned out faithfully to practises! Rugger is the sport
that is really "on the up and up" at SAC. When it is made a major
sport, possibly next year, participation and interest should be greater
than ever.

R.W.

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First

Weston

Bar: Wilson I

Quincey

Mason

Kitchen I

Second

Clark II

Nation

McClean II

Sommerville I

SENIOR (L-R): Kitchen I, Forbes I, Lathrop, Quincey, Lake, Herod, Mason, Weston, (absent: Nagy), Mr. Smith, Mr. Stoate.
JUNIOR (L-R): Sommerville I, Sundquist, Campbell IL McClean H, Fahlgren, Rook, Clark U, Jones rV, Nation, Forbes
II, More.

TRACK TEAM

Back Row (L-R): Mr. West, Currie, Harris, Garrett, Rowe, McKeen, Smith II, Johnston I, Blanchard, Mr. Pitman.
Middle Roto (L-R): Barrett, Cumming, Christie, Kitchen II, Dunkley I, Endleman, Patchell II, Dunkley II.
Front Row (L-R): Martin I, Paterson II, Paterson I.

THE TEAM
196X

As the magical power of spring brought the fields
to life, so the latent talents of potential track and
field champions blossomed and grew to maturity —
but still they lost the races. We waited, but waiting
is long. Early enthusiasm soon kindled and burnt.
Various track meets came and passed; for example,
The Independent Meet, GBSSA, Sports Day, and
St. Mike's.

Truly there is little to be said for this year's track
effort. However, a few bright stars proved dazzling
successes. Such souls were Endleman, Christie,
Kitchen II, Clark, McKeen, and Geoff Higgs, a
newcomer. Although an uncertain future awaits
next year's track team, there is always hope; for
as Rousseau once said, "Without hope there is noth-
ing."

Due thanks go to Messrs. West and Pitman for their
more than valiant effort.

GAMES DAY

Heats were run off during the week before Games
Day, May 28th. From the results, numerous finalists
were chosen to represent their class. The day was par-
ticularly successful: the weather, was pleasant, clan
enthusiasm was keen, and numerous records were
broken. Webber jumped 20'11" in the broad jump and
this broke the Intermediate and Senior record for this
event. He also jumped 5'6" to break a 28 year-old re-
cord in the Intermediate High Jump division. Christie
was placed first in all the five events he entered at the
Juvenile level; he broke five records in the process.

Endleman was Senior Champion; Dunkley I was In-
termediate Champion; Kitchen II was Junior Champ-
ion; Christie was Juvenile Champion.

Final Results: Douglas 181 points; Montrose 161
points; Wallace 123V2 points; Bruce 112V2 points.

Our thanks to all who made this inter-clan contest
possible.

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EVENT
100 yds.
220 yds.
80 yds.
Hurdles
H. S. & J.
Broad J.
High J.
Shot
Pole
Relay

100 yds.
220 yds.
440 yds.
120 yds.
Hurdles
H. S. & J.
Broad J.
High J.
Shot
Pole
Relay

100 yds.
220 yds.
440 yds.
880 yds.
120 yds.
Hurdles
H. S. & J.
Broad J.
High J.
Shot
Javelin
Discuss
Pole
Relay

100 yds.
220 yds.
440 yds.
880 yds.
2 Mile
120 yds.
Hurdles
H. S. & J.
Broad J.
High J.
Shot
Javelin

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Pole

Relay

TIME/
DISTANCE
11.5 (R)
29.3

(R)

(R)
(R)
(R)

12.9

3310'

13'9"

4'8"
35'5"

8'6"

11.5
26.5
64.5

17.0

32'2"

14'5"

47%"

4311"
8'0"

11.4

25.0

60.5

2.18.5

18.7
37'2"
2011" (R)

5'6"

41'5"

10011'

106'5"

8'6"

11.0

23.9

57.8
2.13.5
5.06.60

17.9
38'5"
20'2"
5'4"
44'9"
143'8"

12311"
9'0"

(R)

1st
Christie
Blackshaw

Blackshaw

Christie

Adsett

Christie

Wallace

Kitchen H
Kitchen II
Roberts

Kitchen II
Pritchard H
Dunkley II
Kitchen II
Kitchen II
Hathaway
Montrose

Dunkley I
Paterson I
Brown
Brown

Urie

Brownrigg

Webber

Rudnick

Urie

Rudnick

Dunkley I

Montrose

Barrett & Cumming
Clarke I
Endleman
Endleman
Endleman

Endleman

Hilton

Barrett

Owens

McKeen

Owens

McKeen

Shields

McKeen

Douglas

2nd
Somerville
Adsett

Adsett
Adsett

Somerville IV
Adsett
Bailey

Douglas

Blanchard
Blanchard
Blanchard

Roberts

Love II

Love II & Currie

Evans II

Blanchard

Roberts

Douglas

Paterson I
Martin I
Smith II
Smith n & Martin

Dunkley I

Webber

Urie

Dunkley I

Whiteside

Reid

Jackson

Reid

Douglas

Barrett
Owens
Shields
Paterson I

Barrett

Endleman

Hilton

Barrett

Hilton

Wilson I
Shields
Higgs
Bruce

3rd
Rowe
Somerville IV

Rowe

Hawke

Casselman & Kemp

Blackshaw

Paterson II
Paterson II
Paterson II

Currie
Pritchard I

MacPherson
MacPherson

Wallace

Urie

Millar

Wood

Rous

Leishman

Dunkley I

Durie

Jackson

Whiteside

Wallace

Wilson I
Bunt

Kennedy I
Lockwood
Shields

Owens

Bunt

McKeen

Higgs

Hilton
Wilson I

Montrose

U-15 "B" CRICKET

S
U
M
M
A
R
Y

Although the Under 15-B Cricket team was not too successful this
year, no one can say we did not try. Our loyal (till the end) coach, Mr.
fWiberton, tried very hard to make us block properly. We did very
well in practices but when the games came, the ball simply refused to
stay on the ground.

Our first two games we split: a loss and a win — (our first and
last). At first we were desperate for bowlers, but Macdonald II and
Macfarlane II soon proved themselves. Macfarlane was the best bowler
against Ridley with six wickets. The score of that final game, however,
was a very final 135 to our 35.

Anderson was consistently the best batter. His 29 against T.C.S.
was the highest score of the year.

The season ended with a very exciting note. Upper Canada placed
71 runs all out. Our last two batters were up needing only 3 runs to
win. The pressure tightened with each bowl. The second last ball flew
down and sent Macdonald's bails flying. Excitement like this you don't
find even in the best test matches.

Even though the season ended with a close loss, everyone enjoyed
his cricket, though some found it hard to take the terrible excitement
and tension.

R
E

C
O

R
D

Game

For

Against

Appleby

LOST

Cresent

WON

T.C.S.

LOST

Appleby

—

rained-out

Ridley

LOST

135

u.c.c.

LOST

layj __.■

Back Row (L-R): Whitteker, Grass, Mr. Pemberton, Stephens II, Pickard.

Front Row (L-R): Cary-Bamard, Percival, Macdonald II, Anderson, MacFarlane II, Turner, Ruse.

U-15 "A" CRICKET

- 'j-'i

vV ; ""^

Back Row (L-R) : Diffin, Karrys, Love II, Marshall II, Casselman.

Front Row (L-R): Pritchard I, Davidson, Stauffer, Martin II, Jackson II, Edwards.

Game

For

Against

Appleby

LOST

T.C.S.

LOST

B.R.C.

WON

U.C.C.

LOST

for 9

COLOURS:

Stauffer
Jackson II
Davidson

S
U
M
M
A
R
Y

The Under-15 A Cricket squad of 1966 was enthusiastic but short of exper-
ience. We needed more batsmen who could be relied on to play a straight bat
and more bowlers to keep a good length on the wicket. Our field was fairly
good although the difficult catch which can sometimes win a game was often
missed. There is no such thing as a "good try" in cricket.

In our first game against Apppleby Thirds, we were badly defeated. We had
had only two practices before the game! In the return game, we started off better
— Stauffer even hitting a six over the wicket keeper's head — but then the rain
came and the game was abandoned. Our next game was against Boulden House,
T.C.S. Losing the toss, we batted first. When the score stood at 38 for 2 with
Stauffer and Davidson batting, it looked as though we might make a winning
score but we collapsed and we were all out for 58. Helped by a good innings of
17 by Wilkes, Boulden House hit off the runs for seven wickets. When we visited
St. Catherines, Ridley College lower school batted first — largely due to some
accurate bowling by Jackson II, we dismissed them for 27. We made the runs
for the loss of five wickets. It was indeed a thrill to see our captain, Stauffer,
win the game with a six over the mid-on boundary. In the last game, we were
soundly beaten by Upper Canada College Preparatory School — Batting first,
we were all out for 37. Thanks to some good batting by the Shirreff brothers
and Gillespie, Upper Canada easily passed score. Our bowling was not accurate
enough.

The cup for the most valuable player was awarded to Stauffer.

THE METS

Back Row (L-R): Mr. Gibb, Millar, Hatch, Somerville III, Jackson I, Jones II, Anjo, Good, Somerville II.
Front Roio (L-R) : Love I, Buckner, Cossar, Marshall I, Thom, Lawrason II.

The "Mets" began the season with nothing more than good team spirit. Mr. Gibb's saying that the important
thing was to enjoy the game no matter how badly one was to lose certainly prepared us for a bad, if not "the worst"
season. Consequently, it was a pleasant surprise when we won a few games. At the end of the season, we had won
more games than any other cricket team in the school.

Our first game was with Appleby, which we lost badly, in keeping with the name, "Mets". The second game,
this time with Hillfield, was won by a wicket. Love, our baseball player, amassed a total of 35 runs and at the end
of the game was carried off the field on the shoulders of the Hillfield bovs. .

When the second XI played TCS' under-16 team, we were sure of a victory. At half time, they were all out tor 3b
runs. The Mets went in confident of winning. The bowling we got wasn't quite what we had expected. Wicket after
wicket fell, and with each wicket, those 36 runs seemed harder and harder to bear. When our last batsman was bowl-
ed out we had 17 runs — a humbling defeat.

The first of the little big four games was played in the rain. Although we lost, it was probably the best game of
the season for the seconds. Our fielding was good, although hampered by rain, and our batting was equal to that
of Upper Canada. The Mets, who batted last, were all out with three minutes left in the game. We had lost by eleven
runs.

The TCS game was very similar to the

Upper Canada one, with the consoling fact

that we won. TCS was trying for a draw but

fell five minutes short. The last LBF game,

against Ridley, was won by six wickets. This

made the second team LBF co-champions.
At the end of the season, the Mets were

challenged by the masters. The masters were

determined to win, as well as prove their

virility. This they succeeded in proving by

breaking two bats. When they retired with

about a century, it looked as if they had

succeeded in making fools of the Mets. With

little time left, the Mets decided to go for

the runs. When the time ran out, we were

very close to winning, but the game was a

draw. The hero of the game was Jackson,

who continued to hit boundaries past Mr.

Smith and Mr. Hamilton in the "outfield" in

spite of the experienced bowling of Messrs.

Pitman and Pemberton.

Special mention should be given to Carr

Hatch, who averaged slightly under two

catches per game. Looking at the Mets from

the standpoint of ability, they were a very

average team, but they proved that you con

enjoy the game and win it too. If "the Mets"

continue this steady improvement next year,

they'll have to change their name to
"Yankees."

COLOURS: Love II, Thom, Jackson I,
Buckner,

FIRST CRICKET

Back Row (L-R): Harstone, Hally II. Durie, Dugall, Richards, Mr. Wilson.
Front Row (L-R) : Popieluch, Glassow, Macdonald I, Jones I, Grant, Ball, Brown.

FLASHBACK

The cricket season ended
this year with the advent
of Spring. The First XI
played in every type of
weather: snow, a steady
downpour, and in our last
match, even sunshine. Due
to the brevity of the season,
the adverse weather con-
ditions seriously impeded
our progress because games
were often curtailed or
cancelled, such as the cancellation of our match
against Grace Church C.C.

In future years, I would strongly recommend that
during the exhibition schedule, fixtures against
other schools be replaced with fixtures against
cricket clubs. This development would prove in-
valuable because it would provide stiff opposition
before the L.B.F. schedule opened. The fact that

we encountered a series of
weak teams this year be-
fore opening the L.B.F. ,
schedule against UCC con-
tributed greatly to our
dismal performance. The
L.B.F. games are the ones
to win, and we need the
best possible preparation
we can get.

Although the season ended
on a disappointing and
frustrating note, the whole team enjoyed playing.
The enthusiasm was encouraging even though con-
centration in the field tended to lag occasionally.
The whole team owes a great deal to Mr. Wilson.
The improvement exhibited by everyone through-
out the season was the result of his expert instruc-
tion. Next year? Perhaps the sun will shine again!

R. L. Jones

STATISTICS

No. of
Innings

Grant 5

Glassow 5

Ball 4

Hally 7

MacDonald 7

Richards 3

Durie 4

Jones 5

Brown 3

Dougall 5

Popieluch 3

Times

No. of

Highest

not out

runs

Score

Avg.

29 N.O.

20.5

—

101

20.2

16 N.O.

19.0

25 N.O.

11.8

10.4

4 N.O.

3.5

3.3

—

2.6

—

1.3

0.5

BOWLING

Overs M Runs

Jones 90 26 151

Popieluch 88 28 179

Grant 53.2 7 122

Ball 12 1 25

Dougall 1.3 — 10

Hally 2 — 5

CATCHES

Ball 4

Macdonald 3

Popieluch 3

Durie 2

Grant 1

Brown 1

WICKET KEEPING
No. of Matches Catches
Richards 7 2

ickets

Avg.

5.8

8.9

9.3

Stumpings
2

10.0

Byes
30

L.B.F. CRICKET

SAC vs UCC

The L.B.F. this year began on a very miserable note.
The pouring rain made for a very damp field and sticky
wicket. However, the players insisted that the game be
played then and not cancelled to a further date. UCC
won the toss and sent SAC to bat. Macdonald and Hally
made a reasonably good opening by tiring the bowlers
and putting 20 runs on the board, before Hally was
l.b.w. to Stearns for three. Grant came in and he carried
the score to 54 before he was caught for a well made 29.
Jones came and went for a disappointing one run. Glassow
came in, and he and Macdonald had a good stand before
Macdonald was bowled for a well batted 16. The rest of
the batting order went by reasonably, with the exception
of Ball who made a commendable and unexpected 16.
The side concluded its innings with 103 runs made in four
and half hours of off-and-on play.

UCC went to bat, and soon SAC thought they were on
top by having them 15 for 3. However, the pitch got ex-
tremely slippery, the bowlers lost all their traction, and
subsequently the bowling deteriorated. A few of the UCC
batsmen began to have a field day with the bowling, but
the curfew was running out. With one over to go, UCC
needed eight runs to win, but SAC was able to hold
them off leaving them one run to tie and three wickets in
hand.

Credit must be given to Jones for a good bowling
attack under such adverse conditions. Thus, the first
L.B J1, game ended in depressing excitement.

D.G.

SAC vs TCS

Saturday, May 21st, was a mild, sunny day — perfect
for cricket even though the field was quite damp, par-
ticularly by the boundaries. SAC won the toss and elected
to field. TCS opened with solid batting and scored their
runs slowly. It appeared for a while that TCS was going
to bat all day, but finally, after three and one half hours,
they were all out for 91 runs. Although they compiled
their runs very slowly, TCS batted quite soundly. O'Brien,
who scored 25, was the high scorer. Jones captured five

for 43.

SAC went to bat with two and one half hours left 'till
curfew. Macdonald and Hally opened for St. Andrew's,
but Hally was out with the total at three. Grant scored
nine quick runs before being caught. Only Glassow show-
ed any resistance as the wickets continued to tumble.
With only twenty minutes left, the last wicket fell with
the total at 42. SAC's batting failed miserably against
bowling that was barely consistent. Several men were
dismissed on bad balls. It was a frustrating day.

T. Mc.

SAC vs BRC jf;

On Wednesday, May 18th, the lst's played their last
match of the season at Ridley. W~

Ridley won the toss and went to bat on a hard, fast
pitch. Ross Dunsmore batted confidently scoring 40 be-
fore being stumped. This inning was to provide the
foundation for a large Ridley total. The bowlers toiled
away in the blazing sun, failing to launch the necessary
break through as the Ridley team exhibited solid batting
all the way down the batting order. At tea, Ridley declar-
ed at 159 for 8. Grant, who took 4 for 49, and Richards,
who had four victims behind the stumps, played very
well.

Faced by the task of scoring over a run-a-minute in
order to win, the Saints decided to play for a draw.
Macdonald and Hally opened with confidence, but when
Hally, Jones, and Grant were dismissed, the situation
looked dim. However, Ball came into bat confidently and
the outcome began to look more favourable. Suddenly
Macdonald was bowled and the flood gates were opened.
The remaining wickets fell quickly 'till Popieluch was
out with only three balls left in the game. Ball carried
his bat, and his innings will long be remembered as re-
markable. In playing for a draw our batsmen refused
many runs. Had the gamble worked it would have been
worth it; as it was, we were humbled by a score of 159
to 54. Ridley should be congratulated. They were the best
team we played this season.

R.L.J.

"*M«W*C_

1965 MOST VALUABLE 1966

PLAYERS

FOOTBALL:

HOCKEY:

SWIMMING:

FOOTBALL:

HOCKEY:

CRICKET:

McKEEN

KITCHEN I

WHITESIDE

KITCHEN 11

LOVE II

STAUFFER

FIRST TEAM

SOCCER:

BASKETBALL:

CRICKET:

LOWER SCHOOL

GLASSOW

DANGERFIELD

GRANT I
JONES I

£ «M*

ftfrrcciNGr Nudes

LiteMwy

This section of the Review is not intended
to attract everyone, but rather those who
are interested in that which this section con-
tains. It is hoped that this section contains
good literature. Good literature need not
simply entertain you, make you laugh, or
tell you something explicit. Good literature
can challenge you, shock you, move you,
and perhaps cause you to think.

. . . The Editors

i've been many things

in my time —

i've been forced on a world

that never cared for me;

we two were at odds

from the first.

i've been the child of Mother Nature

who showed me due concern

by smashing her great iron breasts

in my face.

i've cleared the blood from my eyes

and had them open again

not thirty years hence

but in time

to see my own Childhood

streaming by

like so many cars.

i've been driftwood in the sea,

a three-legged dog in the street,

a little miserly man

at the market in Athens

sparingly spending my drachmas

returning home to plot rebellion.

i've been far, and twice

caught a glimpse of Christ.

once he was lost

in a Christmas crowd

a cheerless beggar

and again in the last pew at Church

frantically taking notes.

i've seen men drag

their noble souls

far on the dark side of the earth

to forge from them

such eye-wild

hell-riveted

demons as plague their minds.

i've seen the moon,

another suicide case,

hung from the sky's archway

for having too long

looked on

at the Aswan High Dam Scheme

and the wildly rhythmic love scene

and man's dreams.

i've known mornings

when the sun

wouldn't rise

from sheer and simple disgust.

i've crouched upon benches

hoping for just a breath of hell

with which to warm

my benumbed hands,

and for the Salvation Army

to stage a battle

in the park

for my amusement

and for Dopey to rape

Snow White

and so shock the living hell

out of Walt Disney

and for the Africans

to count the blacks

and count the whites,

then pick up some rocks.

i've been twice to the sea

once in time to see

a wave come in

and back again

to entrust one soft tear

to the outgoing tide

■ — and I intend to go no more.

For most of all

i've been playing Life's game

and Life's always been just one up

but now i'm thinking

my death

should just about even the score.

N. B. DAVIS

IN MEMORIAM

Slowly and agonizingly he came to his senses. The blazing pain ran up and down his
back, stabbing his brain. He could not move a muscle.

Just ahead of him he heard the mechanical grinding of an enemy tank making its way
through the woods towards him. He was alone, powerless — and very frightened. Where was
everyone? Why was it so quiet? He was vaguely conscious of other bodies around him,
but there was no motion. He had been running with the others when a shell had burst a few
yards from him.

He concentrated every ounce of strength into his legs to move himself from that holo-
caust of blood and destruction, but they refused to budge. They were paralyzed by the shell
burst. Then directly in front of him the tank emerged from the woods. It rambled mercilessly
toward him, dripping reddish mud from its underbelly. There seemed to be no hope of escape;
the soldier lay directly in its path. Perhaps they would have tortured him to death anyway
— this would be a much quicker way to die. A thin streak of blood dripping down from his
matted hair blocked the last agonizing moment from view.

He was home and it was all over — a nightmare of the past. The copl evening breeze
brushed by him. This was peace. He could remember the cold reddish mud gushing up at
him from the treads of the tank and forcing his face downward. It passed and feeling return-
ed to his pain-wracked limbs. He could remember running and stumbling for miles until
friendly arms reached out to him. He had made it and was going to live.

A young corporal turned his head and retched at the sight of the mutilated corpse which
lay mangled in a tank rut . . . and he plodded wearily on.

T P. KINGSTON

OF BIRDS AND BEASTS

For days now every track towards the mountain had been filled with animals converging
for the meeting. From all over the jungle they came — the many varied species that in-
habited the earth. Some, like the two bears from the east, had been travelling for weeks,
passing through innumerable forests, crossing countless rivers; and others, like the gran-
diose eagle, who had always insisted that the meetings be held in his district, had barely
travelled a mile.

They all hastened along the trails, for apparently this time they were to consider a most
important question. Usually the business of the meeting was with trivia, and many animals
merely sent emissaries to represent them. Only once before had so many of the leaders been
present, and that was many winters ago, during a controversy over the tiger. But this crisis was
even more important, for the tiger, so long dormant, had somehow obtained fire, and this
posed a threat to all the other animals. Until now, they had been the sole possessors of fire
and had shared it among themselves peacefully. The inimicable tiger had not been allowed
to share its benefits, for its antagonistic nature might have led to undesirable uses of fire.
It was for this reason that the eagle had wanted the tiger banned from the meetings, despite
pressure from several of the animals, including the two bears from the east. But now that
the tiger had fire, many others urged that the tiger be allowed in the meetings, and a special
meeting had been called.

When all the animals had collected on the side of the mountain, the meeting was con-
vened, and the antelope, whose turn it was to preside, explained in detail the purpose of
the special meeting. Most of the animals listened attentively and showed a great concern
about the imminent danger to their security; but several of the younger animals sat motion-
less, apparently uninterested and apathetic. Ironically it was these younger animals that
were to make the final decision, for at the eagle's insistence all animals large and small had
been given equal power: and in return for protection and a constant supply of food, these
smaller and weaker animals had made it their habit to agree with the eagle on all decisions.

The meeting dragged on for thirteen days, but finally after continual bickering and
bantering over minor points, the problem was to be brought to a vote. On the last day thou-
sands of curious animals gathered around the mountain for the final decision. After the
formalities were concluded, with the usual sluggishness, one by one the animals stepped for-
ward, outlined their stands, and then cast their votes. The balloting continued into the night,
and finally the result was announced. Despite the fact that many of his friends had, for the
first time, voted against him, the eagle had still managed to scrounge enough votes to block
the tiger from the meetings. This greatly disillusioned many of these smaller animals, who
had unconciously come to resent the eagle's apparent power over them, and as the animals
departed on their treks homeward, many of these smaller animals were seen heading for the
distant eastern mountains, where, it is said, the tiger was confidently waiting for them . . .

For days now every track toward the mountain had been filled with animals converg-
ing for the meeting. From all over the jungle they came — the many varied species that
inhabited the earth. Some, like the two bears from the west, had been travelling for weeks,
passing through innumerable forests, crossing countless rivers; and others, like the grandiose
tiger . . .

"People and governments never have learned anything from history, or acted on princi-
ples deduced from it." — Hegel, Philosophy of History.

D. M. SANGER
100

They were throwing a party for Infinity, i wasn't invited, but i came anyway,
and just mingled like any other guest . . .

"... Oh, I'm so glad we could all get together, finally. It's been a struggle,
hasn't it, and such a long time, too? But it's worth it, to get us all together —
even Mr. Infinity! He's been such an elusive fellow, living way down at the end
of the street, by himself. But now every one knows each other. Yes, that's it,
everybody knows everything about each other. Oh, it's so nice that everyone is here.

See, there's War and Peace over near the fireplace. Why, since they have got
JA to know each other, and are dressing the same, one can hardly tell them apart. In

fact, most of us don't know who is who, until someone else calls them by name. It's
so nice, isn't it?

^ Oh, look, there goes Miss Voice. I wonder who she's crying for now? Funny

2P girl, she is, always chasing some man, calling after him. Yet sometimes she becom-

|0 es a little confused, and you really can't tell what she is saying. Remember her big

^ affair with Freedom? Remember how she used to rant on, over at that quaint old

United cafe, about how just everyone should meet her friend Freedom? Of course

she dropped him not long after, when he affected that black, curly hair style. Oh,

didn't you know? I wonder who she's chasing now?

Oh, wait, don't turn around now — there's that little tramp, Love! Why, do
you know that she used to be one of the nicest girls in our neighbourhood? She
and that young Respectability boy used to go out together, and they really did
make such a sweet couple. I haven't seen him in quite a while, but he said she
began to run around with just anyone. Imagine! Some of the things I could tell you
about her and Sex — oh, they were in quite serious trouble, you know. And do
you remember how she built up old Mr. Happiness? Actually, she was after his nei-
ghbour, Money. It seems no-one really trusts her now, and not that I blame them.
But she came from such a nice family, too.

Before you go, do pay your respects to dear Mrs. Present. I noticed her come
back in from our lovely garden. Her husband is buried out there, you know. Re-
member Mr. Past? No, I guess he was before your time, wasn't he? Poor old dear,
she isn't long for this world. It's such a shame that they never had any children.

Strange, the Individual family isn't here — I don't see them anywhere. I'm
sure we must have invited them.

Oh, do come over and meet Miss Hope. She has a most interesting story to
tell. Have you heard it? Oh, you have? Well, I suppose almost all of us have, by
now.

Well, I never! That Mr. Greed, he's already left on another business trip. I
never can understand that man. He's always so rude to poor Mr. Concience. And
after all he (Concience) did for him, too!

See that tall fellow over there — Mr. Power? You know, since he joined that
little club, he won't speak to just anyone, anymore. I don't think you would like
him.

Yoo-hoo, oh, Reverend, come over and ... I guess he didn't hear me. Maybe
later. Don't you just adore that expensive jacket he's wearing? So modern! But,
of course, he really should take off that old collar, and that black shirt. They really
are a bit old fashioned, aren't they?

Would you care for a little something to drink? Here, I'll have my butler, Jus-
tice, bring you some Nectar of Truth. Of course, this isn't the real nectar — I
don't think it's available anymore. But this, why it's so well prepared, it tastes just M

like the real thing. Thank you, Justice. And Justice, don't stare at Mr. and Mrs.
Crime like that. They're very influential people — we wouldn't want them to feel Fh

out of place, just because they bring their dog, Police. Besides, he's very well
trained, I hear. o

Now, where was I? Mr. Worry has been courting Miss Care for quite a while w

now, and I think he's just about got her. And do you . . . but look, everyone's go- Q-
ing into the empty Library. I think Mr. Infinity is going to speak. I hear he really

hasn't much to say, just a thank-you for the party. Do come along, Darling ..." £

i watched the guests as they left the party, a little later. It was quite dark out-
side, and there were very few lights showing, anywhere. And you know, the
guests — they didn't know where to go. They got lost quite soon.

TOMORROW.

101

GOD REST YE MERRY GENTLEMEN

The city streets lie naked in the dirty autumn when the old, dead year is blown away,
and a new one enters, borne in winter's white womb. Yesterday's green leaves crumble
into a lifeless dust as the vengeful wind sweeps them toward oblivion. The bare trees of the
city dangle their nude branches, the skeleton sins of the world; the streets of the city stand
stripped and guilty like the souls of the dead on Judgement Day.

The wind rages down deserted roads and between cold buildings, purging civilization's
tinselled existence. Buildings cower fearfully as false fronts and papered unrealities are
wrenched away, leaving only stone walls silently screaming their truthful being. Pasteboard
beauty no longer remains; a hollow, unholy nudeness of existence survives, while insect peo-
ple weather the storm, bundled and hiding in buildings of coats and gloves. They scurry into
homes, bolt doors, and draw shutters in miniscule efforts to escape the elements, but the
wind blasts through every street, and like the Angel of Death, visits each house.

The atmosphere reeks of guilt as painful, stabbing hopes of liberation turn thoughts
to past remembrances. Happiness and sunshine memories clothe the mind, but invasions of
false words and greedy deeds cause the last remaining garments to be stripped from their
mould. Perverse excuses peel away and only core motivations stand, suspended and immortal
in the cold light of the day.

But Creation is kind, and commands the wind to gloat over His toys only long enough to
make His presence known, and to foreshadow a future day of cold darkness and fire. Hope-
fully, and with charity, He blows down white seeds for new dreams, and virgin snows cover
the sidewalks, buildings, and trees. The city streets rejoice in white garments of pure and un-
contaminated newness, while children emerge to romp and play amid the chastity of crystal-
line snow and the succulence of clear icicles picked from dripping eaves. The polar sun radi-
ates a warmth of spirit, and a new potency mothers rosy cheeks, radiant smiles, and lighten-
ed hearts.

But coloured lights and paper decorations soon paste the scene as painted buildings
present drastically reduced prices on Yuletide offerings. Money-lenders send Christmas
cards free of charge, and dime-store Santas walk the streets with collection plates and muf-
fled words of holy charity. People buy bottles of brand-name spirits, and break liquor-tax
stamps for Auld Lang Syne. Fathers and mothers beat offspring into appreciating the gifts
they will receive, and children cry loudly for more lifelike toys so that they too may rule a
world dependent on them.

The hours erase the sun and pencil the moon in an effortless and infinite recurrency,
while in the white snow, a subtly ecstatic rebirth affects the souls of each street, and people
lie in their beds whispering prayers and resolutions with at least a vague sincerity. The snows
melt to water and flow down the gutters, and soon all must wake and face a new day. The
wind blows through the sleeping drenched streets, between the damp buildings, above the
dripping rooftops, and up into the clouds. The sun casts its beams through the bare-brown-
branched trees, and now all must rise, knowing that the heavens will not break forth again
for yet another year.

D. J. F. FLEMING

TIME

A part of depth and space is Time,
Which is the master of us all,
For at its bidding and its call,

We all must kneel to its demands.
And it is Time that calls our death
Even as it called our birth:

Our lives are in its hands.

J. S. SHERWOOD

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TWELVE ANGRY MEN •

Inspired by a performance by the St. Andrew's Players, May, 1966

There are twelve men sitting in the jury;

Sweaty men, tired, hot and angry;

Proud men and defiant, lovers, liars, cheats.

From every dark corner of society they come

To judge, to decide on the guilt or innocence of a boy,

They say he stabbed his father.

Perhaps he did. Perhaps he didn't.

They don't care.

Outside the window, in the city there is heat.

Sweat drops down the front of shirts and mingles with dust

And women weep and children cry in the sand.

There are noises and sounds in a vast confusion

Of life in the city.

See the fatman in the corner, simpleton and snob.

There's the bigot and the liar with his shirt undone.

The immigrant from Germany is sitting stifly.

His suit hangs loosely across his thin frame.

The advertising man is smoking a cigar;

Slick, bright, pseudo sophisticate,

His wife in the city,

Wouldn't see him now,

He is losing his dignity, his identity.

In the courtroom sits the boy.

They picked him off the street;

Dirty, tired, scared.

His life lies with these men;

Angry, bitter men.

Poor boy J. S. SHERWOOD

AUG. 8, 2548

NEW YORK CITY

FINAL REPORT OF THE POPULATION
CONTROL COMMISSION TO THE PRESI-
DENT OF THE NEW UNITED STATES:

As you know, Sir, the Population Control Commission was set up secretly by President
Hutchins over three hundred years ago, and with the exception of my annual report to the
President, all its work has been classified as top secret. There are very few who even know
that this commission exists, let alone knowing it functions. Nevertheless, it has, as President
Hutchins commanded, investigated all practicable, and many impracticable methods of con-
trolling the population of this country. These have been thoroughly checked and rechecked
by our field engineers. The final decision on the control method to be used was made over
fifty years ago, but it was necessary to wait until all test results were completely tabulated
and checked before presenting the final report.

The first attempts at direct population control were focused on possible parents, but it
soon became obvious that most people paid little heed to the flood of propaganda recom-
mending birth control devices. For a short period the birth rate did start to decline, but then
forgetfulness and the desire for motherhood combined to reverse the trend. After ten years
of testing and checking results, my predecessors on the committee decided to attempt more
direct controls. People had resented the government tampering with their sexual habits and

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their freedom of action, and had not co-operated fully with its recommendations; therefore
it was decided that the next major test would not be announced, even to other branches of
the government.

There were several suggestions by members of the committee, most of them involving
the direct elimination of various segments of the population — which was at that time ap-
proaching five hundred million. Although it was realized that such a course would amount to
little less than murder, the committee tried to disregard the current ethics and proceed with
its task with effective population control as its sole aim. After much discussion among com-
mittee members and intense logistic testing using a newly acquired computer, it was decided
that the elimination of special segments of the society, such as the poor or the ignorant,
would not be satisfactory for it might arouse suspicion. Thus the sole course was random
extermination, with the victims being drawn from a national lottery. Since the committee
itself at that time was neither willing nor able to systematically murder millions, it was de-
cided that human assassins would be employed. Each possible assassin was thoroughly
tested (all persons not accepted were suitably disposed of) and then given a list of his chosen
victims. Assassins were responsible for their own safety, and were not exempt from the law;
but since most of them were veteran criminals, they were capable of evading the local police
authorities. Any of them who broke a required pledge of secrecy were, of course, destroyed,
as were those who were at all suspected of infidelity.

The system proved most effective, since all assassins were in turn killed, either by the
police, or by other assassins; and it is probable that it could have continued, had not just one
assassin escaped death to tell his story. It was this one incident which was the true cause of
the California revolts, even though the government officially denied such rumors. I must say
now that it was not the express desire of the committee at that time to control population by
the use of mass violence, but the death rate in the California revolts was so satisfactory
(eight million dead, five million injured) that it was decided that the committee would or-
ganize and instigate various revolts, rebellions, and major disasters in order to control the
population. This was an acceptable method, because it employed the human being's love of
battle and his desire for excitement. The results of the initial tests were far better than the
calculated objectives. For the first time in four hundred years the population fell to three
hundred million, and the death rate continued to rise.

Fortunately the need for human assassins had been eliminated by the acquisition of

three thousand robots, under the control of the committee's computer. It wasn't long before

the committee itself (its human members having now become useless) was destroyed in the

successful bombing of the old capital of Washington. Thereafter the experiment proceeded

H so successfully that I, the committee, decided to complete it. Thus I report that the experi-

g ment has now been finished, and the aforementioned fifty year check period has failed to

<; show the existence of any human being in our country. Thus I have completed my task as

the Population Control Commission, and am ready to do whatsoever you desire to aid our

£5 country.

(signed) IBM936-411-77A

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OUR CANADIAN HERITAGE

Well, I have finally found the job I
wanted. It was mentioned in the Ban-
ner this morning:

Good job, $18,000 per year,
No experience necessary.
Phone 789-4820 in Ottawa.

On phoning Ottawa, I learned of the
chance of my lifetime to be in the
Parliament Buildings. A Frenchman
who answered the phone explained the
situation. It so happens that the pres-
ent head janitor has decided to retire
because the pace is too much for him.
The man, Lester Pearson, or is it John
Diefenbaker, wants to spend the re-
mainder of his life doing something.
Ordinarily the prime-janitor (head-
janitor) works around the House in the
daytime, and at night jets to Montreal
for a date with an old friend from
Germany.

Affairs have been tremendously
pressing, especially in the last few
months. They've decided what flag will
be flown, who will raise the flag, and
who will take out Gerda Munsinger
when Parliament closes. Everybody
goes south in the winter: birds, janitors,
Gerda, and baseball teams. The janitors
were also looking for a replacement for
George Spencer, their West-Coast mail-
man. The qualifications were fluent
Russian, marksmanship, judo, karate,
and a bad heart. I declined their offer.
Everybody thought that Raoul Caouet-
te was just the man for the job — he
just retired from the Green Berets a
few months ago.

One item I have failed to mention so
far, is the statement found in the jani-
tors handbook, "Sweeping the Coun-
try", written by John A. Macdonald:
"Before assuming the identity of jani-
tor, a person must have an idea of
Canada's illustrious career."

This is best achieved by looking at
paintings and photographs which line
the walls of the Buildings. On the East
Wall there is one entitled, "Johnson
crossing the St. Lawrence". There is
also a photograph of John Diefenbaker
at a Doukhubor rally. This is signific-
ant, for there he didn't get any votes.
In another, Lester Pearson is kicking
the ball in the fog on Grey Cup Day,
while the Canadian flag is proudly be-
ing hoisted upside-down. Red Kelly and
his friend Punch Imlach are there too,
in bronze.

The future is pleasant and promising.
I'm dreaming of the crap games with
George Hees and Tommy Douglas on
the House floor, and the brawling for
the first plane tickets out of the Ottawa
Valley. This is Canada's heritage,
shouldn't we be proud of it?

M. D. D. PATCHELL

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PLEASE DON'T KNOW ME

If you catch a sudden glimpse of my face in the crowd
And start to shoulder your way through the morass, with
polite excuse-me's, placating indignant looks, and
now-scuffed brown loafers,

Don't call my name or search me out afterwards.
Please don't know me.

Let me be someone you never met

And don't feel amiss when I do what you wouldn't

expect of me; at least not yet.

Don't register shock or surprise or wonder why,

If I kick small dogs and laugh at old men

Or roll in the dirt and cry.

And please don't know me.

I want to go for a walk, say, to the corner and back,
And return like someone unknown.
To leave a bad mark, or maybe a pain
And say the things that shouldn't be said
"Because son, we just don't say that sort of thing."
But what sort of a reason is that?
And please don't know me.

Don't say that I'm wrong or I'm putting it on,

Or that it's not the real me.

There's too many things that haven't been done, because

There's no room in this personal mold,

That shapes all our living, in

the pattern we've picked, or the way we've been told.

And please don't know me.

I want to run wild, barefooted, and free,

I want to shirk all my responsibility

Of age, and maturity, and social standing.

I want to be greedy, selfish and rude

And search for myself wherever it's hiding,

And see if I fit this suit of being plain crude.

So please don't know me.

I'm tired of trying, and deliberately cheating

To outweigh with more logic, and social command,

The level of wrong I'm permitted, which

Still keeps my good in the public's proud eye.

I want to pack up the problems and fling them away

To burn as bright failures, in some other heart.

And to shout for a while "I don't give a damn."

So please don't know me.

R. K. HOWARD

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THE FLOWER

The first flower of the year stood alone among the green stalks of her sis-
ters. Waving majestically in the gentle spring zephyr, shining forth brilliantly
in the warm sunlight, her instant beauty suddenly struck me and I could not
turn away from her. I stood transfixed, unmoving, with, for some reason, all
my powers of concentration focussed on this one object. She seemed to beckon
me; swaying before my eyes, she seemed to hypnotize me and, unable to resist,
I was pulled down until I was squatting beside her. Now, more clearly than be-
fore, I saw a perfect symmetry in each petal, each crimson petal, in each
green leaf of her stalk, in each pod embraced so gently in her innermost cavity.
Looking still more closely, I saw the magnificent detail of her construction,
each living part being so functional and yet so beautiful. I saw, trapped in a
bowl in her stem, a small, crystal-clear raindrop, reflecting a myriad of light-
beams toward me. I seemed hypnotized. Just then, a lone honey-bee buzzed
over in the direction of this solitary flower but, seeing me, it turned away to
search in vain for another. The bee's buzzing prodded me back to reality. I
bent over and ever so gently cut the stem. The flower seemed to squirm in my
grasp and I sensed I heard a shrill, small cry. I looked about me to see if anyone
had seen me commit this hideous crime, but no, no one was watching me; they
were all travelling their own sweet oblivious trails, insensible to the boundless
beauty constantly surrounding them. So my atrocity had gone unnoticed. I
looked at the knife-blade, and for an instant it turned blood-red in my hands.

But the flower was still as beautiful as before; none of her splendour had
been lost in severance. Gently grasping her, I stood up and made my way to
the solitude of my room. Alone in my room, safe from the prying eyes of the
rest of the world, I found a container, filled it with cool, life-sustaining water,
and carefully placed my prize therein. And lo! she seemed to blossom in
ecstasy in her new environment, and I was relieved. She flourished and soon
all her singular splendour had returned. Her delicate petals regained their
velvety smoothness, her leaves their sleek hardness, her stem its taut rigid-
ness, and I rejoiced. Now, in the privacy only my own room offered, I was able
to contemplate fully the exquisite elegance of this goddess of nature. The gentle
crests of her petals resembled the fringe of a cloud-bank in their soft roundness.
The petals, the flower-leaves, were so arranged that, by slight overlapping,
they were able to protect tenderly the fragrant wonders hidden within her.
In the very centre of the bowl was a thick brownish column supporting a cream
coloured stigma which was analagous to a small dab of frosting on a cake. It
towered over the anthers and almost seemed to be laughing in scorn at them
from its loftier position. And from the base of the style, reached out and up
six identical filaments, black in colour, which each bore a pollen-shrouded

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anther. It was these that the busy bee had been seeking. The colour of the
cervix was also black but was fringed by a bright, canary-yellow band which
then flamed out into the red petals. All of this was so daintily bolstered by a
fragile, graceful, yet strong stem, as to be as an escapee from the original
Garden.

This bloom, this Venus, added so much warmth, so much beauty, so much
freshness to my dismal room that I hated to leave. But, when I returned she
was still there and thriving in her new surroundings.

As the days passed, however, she languished and began to lose some of
the brilliancy of her colour, and began to droop, to sag from her previous
position of eminence. The petals lost some of their freshnes, her leaves some
of their crispness, and my room also, seemed to grow more and more sombre.
Perhaps, if I can muster up enough courage, I shall go out and furtively steal
another . . .

J. D. MORRISON

UGLY BEAUTY

The people from the streets have gone

To await a new dawn.

The signs and lights sparkle in the streets

And the blue cops walk their beats

Along the darkened walks. ^k

Pigeon flocks ^P

Swerve and land

On the roofs of the deserted newsstands

Where, during the day,

The paperboy cries to earn his pay.

I walk alone through the nights

And stare out at the lights

Of the neon and concrete city.

There is a feeling of pity

Deep down in things.

The world stops and -no one sings.

I'm sick of being someone I'm not.

I pretend to have something I haven't got.

So no more will I dream in my sleep

And no more will I weep.

Now I'll laugh and now I'll sing;

I'm not a thing

To be possessed.

I'll walk through streets and never rest.

What is life but laughter.

Be young when you are, not after

Because when the sun goes down you'll learn

The sunny hours will not return.

So I'll laugh and I'll sing

For the world is my empire and I'm the king.

Yet, again, each night and day I cry

And I question why —

Why all the "Misery and moil"

And why is the earth a "stingy soil"?

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And there are no answers that I can find

Except that God is not kind.

I stare out again

And try to laugh — but in vain.

I desperately tell myself life is good,

Things do not have to be understood.

But what is life about?

The answer comes back — I should not doubt.

I move on up the road to

Where the blue

Water meets the golden sand.

On this land

There are no concrete-iron buildings but only wharfs

And docks. This is the land of magic, of dwarfs,

Of burning gorillas, and yawning snakes.

It rakes

The imagination. This is the land of magic

But for me it was tragic.

I wondered why her eyes sparkled and shone

The way the lake does at dawn.

I held her hand and kissed her lips

and felt the pressure of her hips

And her body tense and grow warm —

the calm before the storm.

We loved that long, hot summer, she and I.

• She left without a goodbye.
Now I look upon the scene
And dream.

But no more will I cling

To the past. For now I'll laugh and now I'll sing.
The sea shore stretches far out beyond
The east coast and the new dawn.
Once more I become engulfed in the city
Where those who are witty
And clever and full of God's power stay.
They live the eight to five day.
No thank-you, it's not for me
To live and not to see. R. D. STEPHENS

TO THE VERY END

And there she sits, by the flower box in the window, and in her wheelchair. She's the pic-
ture of fatigue.

It seems like only yesterday that Dad died. Hah! The cop said it was an accident that Dad had,
but that was just to keep me from knowing the truth — that he'd been in heavy debt and had
walked out into the path of a car, purposely; Ma" was heartbroken and I guess she'll be that way
till the end. But she has a right to be.

Bert.

Ah yes, Bert. I can just vaguely see him now because I was only a kid when he went away
to France to fight the War. He too was killed. Brave to the very end; that's what the lieutenant's
letter said. I can remember Ma repeating those words over and over again as she cried in her room
each night. Then her grief was too much for her.

She was always a frail woman and she soon took sick. I worked harder at my job, got a
raise, and a promotion, and paid her doctor's bills. She moved into my house after leaving the
hospital. It's been a hard, long life for Ma.

Well, I got to get back to work but I wish the nurse would hurry and get here — but she's
calling me. Probably wants her pills or something.

Hold on! I'm coming! "Want something Ma? Ma?"

Answer me Ma! ! !

G. R. AGAR

THE WEEK S END

There she was, standing by the bay. Her wide-brimmed sun hat by
her side covered the wicker lunch basket. Her blue jeans and madras
shirt were pressing tightly to her body beneath. She had no idea I
watched her from the cottage, since she was observing with those blue
eyes something out on the bay.

"Grabbing up a couple of towels, a blanket or two, a sweater, and
my pack, I headed for the beach. In my mad dash, I lost my kibbutznik
hat a couple of times. My clumsy efforts to get to where she was, attracted
her attention to me. We met. She took the blankets, I picked up the
basket. We headed down the beach.

"Every weekend since the beginning of summer we had done this.
She would wait for me by the lapping waters of the bay and I would
stumble down to meet her in the same old fashion. We went to a place
in the dunes where the wind had fashioned a wind-break. There we
would set up camp. I would dig a hole in the cool moist sand for the
cokes. She would stack twigs and branches in a neat pile near the
already-dug fire-pit, and would neatly lay out the other things we had
brought along.

"After our labours, she would shed her cocoon to reveal her mature
shape in a two-piece. It was the-last-one-in-is-a-rotten-egg as the mad
dash was on. It ended in the shock of fresh cold water. I would strike
out for the rocks in sloppy uncalculated strokes, while she would take her
time to meticulously make each stroke better, more perfect than the last.

"I usually got there first and had plenty of time to loaf and look
around for the diving rock. It was situated over a hole about fifteen
feet deep, and was a great spot to fish from (I remember the day I caught
two rock bass and five perch there) . Finally she arrived and rested her-
self. After a couple of dives and some fish chasing, we headed back to
the shore. We took our time returning, gliding beneath the surface like
two submarines in chase. Finally the sandy beach grounded both of us.

"The lunch menu read: two cheese sandwiches with an apple on the
side. After lunch we dressed, threw our belongings in some bushes, and
went for a walk. Nothing was new about it, except where we went and
how long our walk lasted. We went to the main drag of the beach. We
looked at a few things in the two little stores there and made sure the
fish and chip joint was open, then headed back to the dunes. We went
back by way of the sandy foot paths.

"After some swimming and sunning, we dressed for our supper, of
fish and chips, and two cokes. We bought some cones and went up the
road to see what was new. It was always the same. Someone was building
a new wing to their cottage; another was painting his porch, and so on.
After having walked a mile or two we headed back.

"The night had cooled off. The shady road-way became damp and
cool and I draped my sweater around her shoulders. Back at the beach
stores we picked up some hot dogs and returned to the dunes. As I made
a fire she went for the last dip of the day. I joined her when I was
finished with the fire. We wandered about for a while 'till the flies and
mosquitoes drove us back to the fire. We would dry each other, then
depart to the woods to dress.

"When I got back, I spread out the two blankets to make some kind
of bed, and opened a couple of cokes. After eating we retreated to the
blankets on the sand near the fire. There was no need to worry about

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cold during the night. Our two bodies together generated enough heat
for sufficient warmth. We would talk and listen to the radio until the
early hours of the morning. No serious form of love was present, such as
one might expect on a night like this, just a kiss which still retained all
of its former morning's power. We slept."

The stars circled high above. The fire sputtered its last flickering
light and died. Two people, one in the arms of the other, were fast asleep
on the sand. Not a sound was to be heard.

"We never rose in the morning until the dew of the night had been
dried by the sun. As its warmth reached us, we'd go our separate ways
into the bush. After a few moments we would dash to the water. The
shock of the dip would send us back to the protection of the warming
dunes. She dressed and went to the store. I stayed, cleaned the camp, and
built a new fire for the day.

"After a breakfast of peanut butter and toast we covered ourselves
in suntan lotion and turned on the radio, while we sunned and slept.
Near noon we woke up and returned to the water and dove for rocks
that lay on the bottom.

"As we had done all there was to do, the boredom of the day started
to sever relations between us. The afternoon was spent in useless love-
making, sunning, and swimming. After the last swim of the day we dried
off, dressed and came back to the fire for a quiet supper, with only the
sound of the radio to be heard.

"We stirred the dying fire until dusk, and a pail of water then
quenched out its dying life. We left together, hand in hand. Walking
along the beach, we made more plans for the end of next week.
The conversation was idle while the waters behind us laboriously washed
away any trace of our steps. We talked for a while, facing the bay as the
sun sank into the water. She seemed hesitant to talk; she had found
silence would be better. We finally turned towards each other, silently.
It was time to go."

The sun descending from the heavens entered its crimson phase in
the dying day. It started to expand as if it were focused by way of a
telescope. Its fireball form was unblurred by clouds. It edged below the
horizon as fishing boats of all makes and sizes sailed here and there to
get to the best fishing spots first.

They had arrived where they had met the day before. They had one
last kiss. They smiled warmly, said a final good bye, and parted till the
next time. The sun set.

W. A. ANJO

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Aid Comirifttt

IN THE ST. ANDREW'S BARBER SHOP

It's no wonder that the days of the "barber shop quartets" have come
to an end. No longer does one go to the barber's in a jovial, good-natured
mood, for the simple purpose of getting one's ears lowered. At St. Andrew's
the boys try to make the barber shop "out of bounds" for as long as they
possibly can. But, sooner or later, the prefect comes around and condemns
them to that dreaded, horrible chair where the "butchers", as they are called,
soon relieve them of their heavy burden. The barbers' motto is, "Every boy
must look the same", and the headmaster backs him up with, "You will not,
at St. Andrew's College, have long hair, or be an individual." Obviously, when
a boy cannot show himself in public for a month after getting his hair shorn,
he does not radiate any school spirit or enthusiasm. I have known boys to
wake up screaming in the middle of the night, holding their long locks, and
pleading with the barbers to "spare their hair." Yet the practice continues,
and although most boys get their hair cut in town, the barbers still work
their evil on a few innocent, unsuspecting new boys who have not yet tasted
the terror and torture of the "St. Andrew's Barber Shop".

J. A. BALLARD

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• FROM A RETENTIONIST •

The television cameras pointed toward him and the bright lights made him
blink. Someone said "We're on the air", and the narrator began the introduc-
tion — "Tonight we have as our special guest the honourable . . ."

The air was cold and the street lights cast a dim light. Across the street
a lone, bent figure shuffled homeward. The young man in the dirty blue
jeans and leather jacket stubbed out his cigarette and fell into step behind
the old man.

"Tonight I am going to present to you my views on capital punishment.
To put it succinctly, I am a total abolitionist. What makes us, as educated
human beings, think that we have the right to decide whether another man
lives or dies? Capital punishment is nothing but legalized murder. Man should
show more love and compassion toward his fellow man."

The leather jacket reached into his pocket. It was still there. A foot of lead
pipe comes in handy, quieter than a pistol, a less obvious weapon than a knife.
Had there been anyone around to look closely at the old man, they would
have seen that he was beginning to sweat despite the cold. He had noticed
the shadow behind him and had heard the footsteps on the cold concrete side-
walk.

They were louder now! Where to go? There were only factories for blocks
around.

He began to run, but he was old while his pursuer was young. The street
lights flashed by in an alternating pattern of light and dark as the footsteps
grew closer. After a block the old man fell to the side-walk, losing his grip
on his lunchbox which fell in the gutter sending a loud clatter through the
empty streets.

"As a conclusion to my statement here tonight I shall leave you with a
passage from the Bible, Galatians, chapter five, verse fourteen, to be specific.
— 'For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this: Thou shalt love thy
neighbour as thyself.' "

The old man looked up just in time to see the pipe descend on him. An
instant later he lay back on the pavement, struggling to see through the
pain. Instinctively he reached for the gold crucifix which he kept around his
neck, mumbling an incoherent prayer at the same time. The leather jacket,
seeing the old man move, laughed and again brought the lead pipe down
in the old man's face. After rifling the old man's pockets for money the leather
jacket started to go, then turned around. Reaching carefully under the old
man's jacket he yanked off the blood covered crucifix. After all, it might be
worth a couple of bucks in a pawn shop.

D. R. Owram

113

— an exercise inspired by the constant repetition of a four-lettered Anglo-Saxon ex-
pression commencing with the letter "f"; a word heard only too often at S.A.C.

nothing forgot — all was forthwith forgiven

— for final ends were fulfilled

— feigned false faith for the fount

— fudged figures for physics

a frenzied french

— fulgent, fretting faculty

— yet formal
frank fags
fools
frowsts

fumbling fullbacks

— busy fending their fame
fraught

feigning
fellows

— few females — frustrated
fair fields — fat formality
flustered, flimsy fun

— frozen freedom —
forfeit
forgive

or
forget
IN APOLOGY:
^fe| forbear the folly

— for finding it fun
— forgetting form and finesse

frantically

— faltering
found

it a

fanciful

fling . . .

• N. B. DAVIS.

114

AND WHY

Who is to blame for the deterioration of the Great White Bear?
Is it the fault of the rebellious young apprentices who have ignored
its Ways for their own selfish interests, or is it the fault of the learned
masters who are trying, so desperately ineffectively, to properly in-
fluence the young rebellious apprentices?

Everyone has his own personal idea of what is right and of what is
wrong. However, being human, an individual will vary this idea of his
from time to time to compensate for abnormal situations and to ration-
alize his unjust actions. The Great White Bear has an idea of what is
right and of what is wrong, and with this in mind, has conceived a very
honourable and universally admired Code for its followers to live by.
This standard, Way, Code, or whatever you wish to call it, should be
the shining ideal upon which everyone models their life. It should be
the backbone that every follower of the Great White Bear can fall
back on in time of need. As such, the Code must be concrete; it must
be constructed so that one cannot alter it to justify his mistakes. But
just as importantly, the Code must be completely functional so that
one can exist comfortably and happily under its rule.

. . . The Great White Bear has the proper Code, but does it have
the proper people?

In the early morning, everyone journeys to the Holy Temple to
praise the Great One, after whom the Great White Bear models its
life. The Chief of the learned masters always prays in a profound
manner, and the rebellious young apprentices who are always made to
sing most impressively are always most sacrilegious. They destroy the
idea of the Holy Temple, the Great White Bear, and the Great One.
To counteract this sacrilege, the Chief of the learned masters stands
by the altar and scolds the rebellious young apprentices, thereby fur-
ther destroying the sanctity of the Holy Temple, the Great White Bear,
and the Great One. Nothing is gained; all is lost. The Code of the
Great White Bear is dead before the day has begun, and no one volun-
tarily follows its Way.

Perhaps if the Chief of the learned masters, who prays in a pro-
found manner, encouraged the learned masters to pray in a sincere
manner, and perhaps if the rebellious young apprentices sang not be-
cause they had to, but because they wanted to, and perhaps if the
rebellious young apprentices recognized the sanctity of the Holy
Temple instead of rejecting it, and perhaps if the Chief of the learned
masters did not scold the rebellious young apprentices, but taught them,
then the idea of the Holy Temple, the Great White Bear and the Great
One could be preserved. Then, everything would be gained, nothing
would be lost, and one would begin each day with a certain sense of
achievement, a pride of having done something one believed in.

To save the Great White Bear, everyone must help, and every-
one's selfish and fickle desires must be voluntarily subordinated to the

115

Code of the Great White Bear. This includes all those concerned with
the Great White Bear, for a leader cannot expect his people to follow
him unless they see a useful and practical reason for obeying him, and
the people cannot expect the leader to bow to their every selfish de-
sire. An agreement on both sides must be reached, and conficting opin-
ions must be resolved. How these arguments first came about and who
was to blame for them is unimportant; the important thing is to stop
them.

I have seen the Head apprentice of the rebellious young appren-
tices throw a rebellious young apprentice out of a town store merely
because the Head apprentice wished to assert his ego. I have seen re-
bellious young apprentices destroy property merely to assert their
ego. I have seen learned masters punish rebellious young apprentices
for no logical reason other than having a quick temper. I have seen
rebellious young apprentices take sadistic advantage of learned masters
for absolutely no logical reason other than to get revenge for an act
needing no revenge. I have seen the Chief of the learned masters
advocate a well-rounded education and an open, receptive mind, and
then veto an excursion to a jazz concert. I have seen rebellious young
apprentices mouthing obscenities at learned masters, and then turn
around humbly begging for higher grades because they have, "tried,
Sir". I have seen more emphasis placed upon the colour of pants one
must wear than upon the kind of character one should develop . . .
I have seen that there is something wrong not with the Way of the
Great White Bear, but with the attitude of the people ruling and ruled
by the system of its Way.

No one will think of the other fellow. No one will consider the
other fellow as a friend instead of as an enemy. No one will comply
with the desires of anyone else unless forced to. No one will look at
himself and say, "Is there anything that I have been doing wrong?"
or "How can I make things run more smoothly?" or "Why am I doing
this?" No one will admit the hypocrisy governing their ideas, and no
one will question the motives behind their actions. In such a state of
being, no one can help by trying to improve the other fellow, for every-
one must first improve himself.

For the next few years, the Great White Bear should adopt a new
motto. Let it read, "And why beholdest thou the splinter in thy broth-
er's eye, but considerest not the log that is in thine own eye?" —
Matt. 7:3.

. . .Write it in Greek, please.

D. J. F. FLEMING

MAC HOUSE

W. P. SKINNER,
HOUSEMASTER

117

Back (L-R): Kitchen I, Nation, Shields, Higgs, Mr. Skinner.

Middle (L-R) : Marshall I, Hilton, Duggan, Love I, Clarkson, Chapman, Marechaux.

Front (L-R): Osborne, Macdonald I, Ball, Barrett, Sommerville I, Mason, Lathrop.

THE HOUSE CAPTAINS

WAR

The dawn was bright, the horizon clear.
In the brightening sky no cloud appeared,
But hearts were grey, and laughed no more,
For all the men marched off to war.

They went in rows of gleaming steel,
Shoulder to shoulder, heel to heel;
They marched away with hearts of ire,
Into the land of flame and fire.

All the men marched off to war,
And killed, and died, and were no more.
The dawn was bright, the horizon clear,
In the brightening sky no cloud appeared.

B. R. CHRISTIE, 3A

WEATHER

Sometimes good, sometimes bad, hardly can one tell,
Some need complex instruments, some foretell by smell,
Others look up in the sky, see what clouds are there,
Then they give you every choice, good or bad or fair.

Spring's most pleasant season, so some people say,
Spring of '66 no good, raining every day,
Weather's fickle, no doubt there, no one tells for sure,
One minute it is sunny, next it starts to pour.

A person could go on for days 'bout record highs and lows
Of mornings seared by sun's red rays, and evenings snarled

by snows.
The weather's strange and subtle — but I think it's time

to stop,
If I ramble on much longer, then, O Hail, my poem's a flop.

P. DAVIES II, 3A

118

NATURE'S WORK

Quickly it struck, very thick, and completely un-
expected. Like magnetic particles of wool, snow drift-
ed from "nowhere" and formed a magnificent white
carpet covering all.

Then, as if a giant fan had been turned on, air
swooped down, and scooped up the particles. They
were swept across fields, flew over roads, whipping
anything in their way. Snow built up on houses, form-
ing fantastic drifts.

It stopped! As suddenly as it had started, the wind
died, the snow settled, and all seemed asleep.

Slowly but surely, the world dug itself out into the
wonderful fairyland of peace, and once again, man
came and disturbed nature's doing.

R. L. DILWORTH, 3A

TWELVE O'CLOCK HIGH

It was in June on a Saturday night after the movie. All the masters from
Macdonald House were at a meeting, except one who was studying the cultur-
al arts. The house captains were all at a dance in Toronto at Branksome
Hall. That night was the night of the biggest rumble in Mac House history.

The rumble started when the illustriously coloured Greek, Karrys, heckled
someone from the southern end of Mac House, entering "our" washroom. He
answered back, calling Karrys a stupid northern pig. Then without a word of
warning the southerner was picked up and dumped in the shower, (he nearly
drowned). The southerners attacked in full force but somehow we held them off.
All our water bombs were filled and placed, with the stink bombs, carefully on
our beds. At this point it was a full scale war.

We slowly pushed them back down the hall. We stank out dorm 104 with
seven bombs. We let a salvo of water bombs go and the hall became a miniature
sea. We reached the fire escape and now they were trapped. There was no escape
for them except the windows. We closed in quite quickly.

We took them all as prisoners and lined them up against the corridor wall in
front of a firing squad. We raised our tommy guns and "bang" we fired. They
all fell to the floor as the water gushed from our guns onto their pyjamas. In
a couple of minutes, they were all swabbing the floors and airing the rooms.
Later that night we heard the master say to the night watchman in a feeble
voice, "Sure is quiet in the house tonight. I wonder what's wrong with them?"

C. HAWKE, U2B

aeww3(§!

THE JOURNEY

Finally, after many hours of travel, the
voyageur spied his destination. Moving
around to the opposite side, he prepared to
enter the assigned air-lock. After passing
through the air-lock, he waited in the decon-
tamination chamber. As the great door before
him opened, he entered. Then he began a long
fall through the shaft leading to the landing
area at the bottom.

After a long, floating descent, he touched
down on the mushy surface used to break his
fall. He moved quickly to the walls surrounding
the landing space and went up the. steps to find
the correct panel which would take him to his
mission headquarters.

Once through the panel, he travelled along a
series of swift-moving passages until he came to
a major hallway. Moving along, he soon came
to the entrance of mission headquarters. Thus
the germ travelled through the body to the
heart.

M. WESTCOTT, 3A

119

A DAY TO REMEMBER

Carl had five hours left to take a last look at the small fishing village. He tramped down the road passing
the docks where a few large freighters were tied. His face was bright and gay when he thought of the happy
days that lay behind him, but it turned dismal when he thought of the few hours he had left in his holiday.

He turned and walked up a dock and scanned the sea for the ship he knew was due to arrive. Carl's
sharp eyes soon spotted the vessel, which was still quite a way off shore. He watched it struggle valiantly
against the strong wind, tacking first one way, then the other. As Carl looked at the mouth of the harbour,
he sensed something was wrong. At first he could not see what, but suddenly it dawned on him. The buoy
that marked the famous "Killer Rock" was missing! The jagged rock was only ten feet below the surface and
could rip a hole through metal. The ship ploughed on, heading straight for the rock!

Carl turned and fled to the one and only bar in the town where he knew the men would be drinking
after coming in with their catch. When he reached it, he gave the news through gulps of air. Every occupant
of the bar, with the exception of one or two drunkards, was down at the dock in a minute.

It was too late! The ship had just struck the rock, which had left a gaping hole in the hull, when they
came up. Pandemonium reigned! The captain tried to restore order by shouting through a megaphone and
telling everyone not to panic. The village jnen headed for rowboats at once, and began the laborious task of
rowing to the ship. The lifeboats were being lowered into the water and the people swarmed into them, but
there were not enough! Luckily the rowboats could carry the remaining people. At last the captain climbed
into the last rowboat. All the while Carl remained an interested spectator. By that time, many more people
had gathered. The lifeboats received a warm welcome at the docks. Sad eyes watched the poor ship retire
beneath the sea. The survivors were taken to the village inn for the night.

Of all the days that he spent in that tiny fishing village on the windy, wave-swept Atlantic coast, Carl
remembers the last one best. D. HALLY III, L2

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?

Nope, but lots of people do. I don't quite
understand them. People most likely do it
for publicity or something, so that they'll be
noticed in the paper. Ghosts are just another
fantasy to me. People say Ghosts will appear
at night or when you turn off the light. But
obviously they are just covering up for their
superstitious mistakes.

According to some people, Ghosts can ap-
pear or disappear when they want to, at any
place or at any time. This is just trying to
make the Ghost seem like something special.
"If" there were such things as Ghosts, why
should they be praised, or why should they
be treated as though they were "Out of this
World"? Some people scare easily, so what?
Just because they jump when people pat
them on the shoulder doesn't mean there's
a Ghost around. Movies and comics and news
clippings have been directing the attention
of people towards Ghosts. Hallowe'en is an-
other time at which the attention of people
turns towards Ghosts, Witches, Black Cats
and various other dreamt-up characters. It's
a lot of baloney. Have you ever seen a ghost?

YES NO * . Have you ever seen

goblins, witches, or Black Cats riding on
brooms? YES NO_l_. Well, that an-
swers your question. H'm, still not convinc-
ed, eh? Is the word Ghost in your diction-
ary? Does it occur in your school work?
Maybe Kindergarten. Is it world-known for
truth and actual existence? I'm afraid people
can't answer that simple, yet unsolved my-
stery. So I have to leave there, asking only
one more question,

"DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?"
J. DAVIES III, L2

ALONE AMONG
THOUSANDS

I think the loneliest

Thing

In the whole world might

be a
High Diver.
A standout figure
Up a ladder
On a platform
All eyes on Him
All alone.
A buffeting wind.
Thoughts

Spring to His mind
What if . . .?
Dissolution
His mind
Wavers

He hesitates on the
Platform, and the
Blood-hungry
Gore-loving
Civilized-savage
Mob
Below
Jeers
He is all alone among

thousands.
I think the loneliest
Thing

In the world
Is a
High Diver.

I. W. JONES V, 3A

120

THE CHAMP

'Twas back in the summer of 1904,

When bare knuckles were stylish, and John L. was

abhorred,
When a certain young braggart called Blackey

Malone,
Claimed he'd take old John L. with a blindfold
'tied on.

Now everyone knew that John L. was the boss,
And they laughed and they jeered and told Blackey

he'd lose,
The crowd that had gathered was with anger alive,
So Blackey states further he'll take Sully in five.

Now the word gets to Sully that Blackey's in town,
And he says, "I'll make this joker look like a clown,"
So the bout's all arranged for next Saturday night,
And you can bet your best boots that you'll see a
good fight.

Well Blackey Malone and a bunch of his boys were

giving the bartender 'ell,
When who should come in to the dirty saloon but

the terror himself, old John L.,
Then John looks at Blackey, and Blackey at John,

and both knew that one had to go,
And John's all tensed up with his hand at his gun,

and Blackey's hard face is aglow.

"Draw" says old John, so young Blackey draws,
But he isn't as quick as old John.
So down goes Malone with a terrible groan,
And with him then slumps fearful John.

Now Blackey the Mouth never did get his bout with

the king of the knucklers, John L.,
And who would have won? — that's a difficult one,

even myself, I can't tell.
'Twould have been a rare bout, of that there's no

doubt, but best could have been either one,
But if you really must know who walked off with

the show, 'twas that character John L. Malone.

P. DAVIES II, 3A

MISCELLANEOUS JOTTINGS FROM
MAC HOUSE JOURNALS

The only unhappy thing that happened today was
that I had a detention. I wish they had never been
invented.

As a result he was torchering some boys after

study.

For drama we played Julies Caesar and I died the
best.

Today my dear little dorm mates (sarcasm) woke
up at 6:00 and turned on the light which ruined
1 hr. of sleep.

At trebles poor Morland had been singing too low
because he can't sing high.

We beat the Canadiens 5-2. Bailey was in goal.
He accredits himself with the victory.

I found out that the geography test was cancelled.
I wasn't very happy.

In the math class the part that bogged me was
the addition of integers. I was terribly happy when
the period ended.

At the parking lot there was a man who was try-
ing to get in a large parking space with a Volks-
wagen. He was Chinese and was going into the space
forward.

I went to a skating party that night and that was
when I found out that they were still dull.

When returning to school I didn't wish to, but
when I arrived I changed my mind.

For lunch we had vegetable soup, then Irish rab-
bit, then Jello. Mr. Wilson was on duty.

Yesterday was a sort of poor day, I forgot to do
about half my homework in study.

Today is a sort of normal day except I made a
better developed stink bomb.

Ah! today the one day of the week with no
English.

After study I had to do ten laps extra for doing
the ones at recess so poorly. After my laps I wrote
a letter to Summerhill School in England.

121

PRIZE DAY 1966

Two painfully unpractised pipers led the procession to start the sixty-seventh annual prize giving ceremon-
ies on Friday, June 10th, a hot, sunny day. After the chaplain-elect of St. Andrew's, the Reverend John M.
Wilkie, had read the lesson and said the prayers, Mr. Coulter gave his annual report. It had been another
excellent year for the school, especially academically, he said. He was sory that Messieurs Allen, Bozzay,
Mainprize, Pemberton, and Stahl had decided to leave St. Andrew's, but he wished them the best of luck.
He went on to describe the success of the Foundation, only a year old, and also gave some wise comments
on the new Grade XIII system. After a short speech by Mr. J. K. Macdonald, Chairman of the Board of
Governors, who commended the Ladies' Guild, the prizes were handed out. It is worth noting that Wallace
Clan won the Housser Trophy for inter-clan competition for the third consecutive year.

When the prizegiving was over, an interesting and informative speech was given by the Honourable H.
P. MacKeen, Lieutenant Governor of Nova Scotia. With many anecdotes about his years at St. Andrew's
(1906-10) and about his career since then, he kept a restless audience amused despite the heat. He then
commented on the contribution of St. Andrew's to Canada in the present and in the future: the school is play-
ing an increasingly important role in the development of this country as old boys enter business, politics,
science, and the professions. After this long, but not boring, speech, the Headmaster adjourned the proceed-
ings and the audience went to the Great Hall for tea.

LOWER SCHOOL PRIZES

GENERAL PROFICIENCY

LOWER n Hally III 90.5%

D. Shantz 81.5%

P. W. Baker 78.0%

UPPER II W. C. Casselman 81.3%

M. A. Davis 80.9%

C. P. Stoate 77.4%

P. A. Taylor 75.4% |^SBfcs£^

SPECIAL PRIZES

The Kilgour Prize Hally III

fAjS^ The Music Prize Hally III ^^taj

VW I C Mrs. E. Morison Winnett Prize W. C. Casselman

P6^fS| I Mr. Graham Campbell Prize C. P. Stoate

i s iM&- AfTOjfj M. A. Davis

The History Prize M. A. Davis

Drawing Prize G. G. Morris

Mathematics Prize W. C. Casselman

C. P. Stoate

MIDDLE SCHOOL PRIZES

Hally III receiving GENERAL PROFICIENCY Wong Congratulated

the Kilgour prize. FORM in B. R. Christie 83.6% by Mr. Gordon.

E. N. Schneider 83.3%

I. J. Rowe 82.3%

I. W. Jones 79.9%

G. D. Hathaway 78.5%

R. L. Dilworth 78.3%

M. M. Westcott 77.4%

B. A. Adsett 76.2%

P. F. Thompson 75.8%

R. J. Martin 75.5%

R. J. Todd 75.0%

FORM IV J. A. Ballard 83.8%

W. G. Love 82.0%

J. M. Pallett 80.7% K*

R. D. Pritchard 79.0% W

N. S. Smith 78.6%

M. D. Jones 77.5%

D. R. Harris 77.2%

R. H. Baxter 77.1%

Another for Dunkley. R- s- Jolliffe 111% An Early Start.

J. C. Maynard 75.9%

D. E. T. SomervUle 75.0%

122

FORM V G. C. Dunkley 85.5%

P. S. White 83.8%

B. A. Jones 80.4%

F. C. Rous 76.1%

SPECIAL PRIZES

English Prize G. C. Dunkley II

Mrs. Victor Sifton Prize G. C. Dunkley II

Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute Prize G. C. Dunkley II

Ladies' Guild Essay Prize P. S. White

Stuart B. Wood Memorial Prize F. C. Rous

Andrew Armstrong Prize A. M. F. Wong

Music Prize A. W. R. Kneale

King Memorial Trophy T. W. Gilchrist

Congratulations to

Sanger from the

Chairman.

An Excellent Record.

UPPER SCHOOL PRIZES

GENERAL PROFICIENCY

LOWER VI L. G. W. Chapman 82.6%

G. S. B. Hally 81.9%

F. M. E. Marechaux 81.3%

J. Cossar 80.2%

P. N. Nation 77.4%

P. F. Love 76.6%

G. E. Mason 75.7%

C. W. B. Farrington 75.4%

D. F. Evans 75.3%

UPPER VI D. M. Sanger 87.7%

F. J. Guzman 82.5%

D. M. Bichan 81.7%

J. D. McKeen 76.7%

D. O. Mutch 75.3%

SPECIAL PRIZES

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