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EDITORIAL In our Magazine transference

last year we had a few words to say of the

of the Novitiate

the more spacious grounds new building including July,

from

Mount

of Normanhurst

is now the residence

postulants,

Marys

who arrived

(Ballarat)

(Sydney).

The fine

of the twenty-five from

Ballarat

novices,

on the

13th

on the 27th June (Feast of Our

Lady

1956. A few weeks earlier,

of Perpetual

Succour)

the new novitiate

His Eminence

Cardinal

Gilroy,

novices

are looking

forward

had been

and, as ice write

to a visit from

blessed

(in July),

the

him.

The Institute of the Blessed Virgin Mary in Australia has begun a new adventure — one of those God-ward adventures which all live Religious Institutes have occasionally to face. W e know that Mother General in Rathfarnham, and the I.B.I .M. throughout the world, ivish well to the new venture. The nuns at Normanhurst tvere pleased to hear the novices express sadness at leaving Mary's Mount. May the hallowed traditions of the old novitiate keep on the steady path of God's love the generous young souls who are beginning their religious life in the new novitiate. The nuns at Normanhurst gave the novices a warm welcome. The school-girls (to their chagrin) had to express their enthusiasm only among themselves; but when all were gathered in the Convent Chapel the School Choir sang, with all their hearts, the T E d k u i y i , with its beautiful final aspiration of hope: IN T E , DOM IN E, SPERAVI . . .

CONTENTS Page 3

E D I TOR IA1 T H E L O R E T O F E D E R A T I O N OF A U S T R A L I A

P I C T U R E S : B L E S S I N G OF T H E N E W N O V I T I A T E

PICTURES:

MARY'S M O U N T

SCHOOL V I G N E T T E S

PICTURES: LORETO, DAWSON STREET

T H I S A U S T R A L I A : Old Stones of Sydney, Drawn by Jan R i c k a n l . . . .

PICTURES: LORETO, P O R T L A N D

S P R I N G S OF H A P P I N E S S T h e Failh of My Fathers, by Vera Nathan. School Contributions. P I C T U R E S : LORETO, N O R M A N H U R S T

T H E H O M E CIRCLE

PICTURES: LORETO, KIRRIBILLI

INTERESTING SCENES

R O L L CALL: L O R E T O , C L A R E M O N T

PICTURES: LORETO, CLAREMONT

"O S W E E T F A N C Y . .

INTERESTING PEOPLE Students at Propaganda College, R o m e . Alec Guinness at Shakespearean Theatre, Toronto. From One of the A u d i e n c e , by Thora Mackie. We Were There, by the Novices. A Saint Camped Here, by Mary Diiraek Miller. School Contributions. PITURES: LORETO, NEDLANDS

T H E LB.V.M. O V E R S E A S Our Lady of Europa, Gibraltar. Sailing in Gibraltar Bay. Scenes from Loreto, Gibraltar. Teacher's Task in India, by Mother M. Columcille, I.B.V.M., Loreto House, Calcutta. Scenes from Darjeeling. T h r o u g h Indian Eyes, by Usha Thadani, University of Calcutta. Picture P a g e : From Your Magazine's Mail Bag. At the Glen Cowie Mission, South Africa.

PICTURES: LORETO, MARRYATVILLE

AMONG OUR OLD GIRLS My Missionary Brother (Fr. Rocb Allen, O . F . M . ) . Loreto Schoolgirl Swims the English Channel.

PICTURES: LORETO, TOORAK

R O L L CALL FOR L O R E T O , T O O R A K

PICTURES: LORETO, BRISBANE

T E L E V I S I O N IN A U S T R A L I A , by Ernest Oliver

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P I C T U R E : ST. MARY'S H A L L

102

OBITUARY

103

INDEX Original

104 anecdotes

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schools

are

scattered

throughout.

L O R E T O

—

The Loreto Federation of Australia One of the surest signs of health in a spiritual organism, such as a Religious Institute, is the capacity to face new needs while k e e p i n g a firm stand on the basis of tradition. This capacity is being shown by the Loreto Old Girls of Australia who have recently f o r m e d the Loreto Federation. Many of them are perhaps not aware that the foundress of the Australian Loreto, Mother M. Gonzaga Barry, I.B.V.M., sowed the seed of their Federation somewhere about the year 1903. Since then Loreto has grown in scope and strength, having now twelve flourishing houses, scattered throughout the five States of the C o m m o n w e a l t h . T h e idea of union through federation has b e c o m e a reality; and the first Conference was held at Melbourne from the 6th to the 8th of N o v e m b e r , 1955. For m a n y years each house has had its Old Girls' Association w h i c h has now gladly joined in the Loreto Federation, sending a delegate to the Council held in Melbourne. A glance at the programme for those three days in N o v e m b e r w i l l show the u n i o n of interests that bound the delegates. T h e Conference opened at Loreto Convent, Toorak, with an address given by the Rev. J. D y n o n , S.J. After discussion of matter on the Agenda, B e n e d i c t i o n of the Blessed Sacrament was given at 5 p.m. T h e delegates then went to the h o m e of Mrs. Richard Buxton for a buffet dinner party. On the f o l l o w i n g day they visited N e w m a n College Chapel and St. Mary's Hall (both of the University of M e l b o u r n e ) . T h e morning of the third day was occupied by a visit to the Loreto Free Kindergarten in South Melbourne. A luncheon at the Lyceum Club closed the conference. At the various sessions, Mrs. J. D y n o n , president of the Loreto Old Girls' Association of Toorak, was in the chair. She has been, and still is, indefatigable in the activities of the Federation, though its headquarters, at the end of the conference, m o v e d to Adelaide. There, Miss Rita Rice North is the enthusiastic President of the Federation, and she has written generously to the editor: "Melbourne has been so efficient and so m i n d f u l of everything and everybody that we are striving to maintain that standard." Before the first c o n f e r e n c e disbanded it was agreed that the Federation Headquarters should move to Normanhurst in 1958. THE BEATIFICATION OF MARY WARD One of the objects of the Federation is to pray for a specific cause: this year, the Beatification of Mary Ward. W i t h this in mind, the Old Girls and the pupils of all Loreto Convents in Australia joined prayers for a Spiritual Bouquet to be sent to His Holiness, p l e a d i n g for the Beatification. The presentation of the B o u q u e t was entrusted to Mr. Paul McGuire, Her Majesty's Australian Ambassador to Italv. He wrote as f o l l o w s :

Australian Legation, Rome, 29th Nov., 1955. Dear Mrs. Dynon, Forgive me for not writing to you before. I have delayed because I felt that you would wish to have a proper account of the presentation of the Spiritual Bouquet to the Holy Father. You will understand that my office as Envoy and Minister to Italy does not include accreditation to the Holy See. Hence Mrs. McGuire and I had to take t h e occasion of an Audience granted to us personally. We had that great privilege on Sunday morning last at the Vatican and before his Holiness entered on his Advent Retreat. It was a P r i v a t e Audience: that is, His Holiness received us alone and sat us at his workingdesk. He was most moved by your Bouquet. He read the document carefully and he remarked on its beautiful draftsmanship. He said that he would communicate his appreciation to you all. We took to the Audience a Cross which you might wish to use at your meetings. The Holy Father blessed it and attached to it an indulgence of 1,000 days for each time that it is kissed and a plenary indulgence at the point of death for those who kiss it and utter the Sacred Name. I shall send it to you by surface-mail. You will all be happy to know t h a t His Holiness appears in such excellent health that one can readily believe in a miraculous intervention. Mrs. McGuire and I thank you and all your Members for the privilege of conveying to His Holiness your offering: which to him, he m a d e plain, is most precious. We wish you and yours every good at Christmas and in the New Year. Sincerely yours, PAUL McGUIRE (D. P. McGuire), Minister. Mrs. John Dynon, 7 H a v e r b r a c k Avenue, Malvern S.E.4, Vic., AUSTRALIA. CONFERENCE POINTS T h e main points decided at the Melbourne Conference of the Loreto Federation in N o v e m b e r , 1955 were: (1) During 1956, present and past pupils of Loreto in Australia will c o m b i n e in offering pravers for the I.B.V.M. in India. (2) Constituent Associations will endeavour to raise m o n e y for the new Novitiate at Normanhurst, N.S.W. (3) It is the duty of parents to co-operate with the Nuns in the education of their children. (4) Constructive measures should be taken bv parents to supervise adequately parties for young p e o p l e .

L O R E T O — PRAYERS FOR INDIA Fhe succession of visits from Australian members of Loreto convents in India seems to have stimulated a fresh and personal interest among our Old Girls in the work of the IBVM in India. We are h a p p y to see this broadening of the interests of our present and past pupils whose prayers for the nuns and their 8,000 pupils in India will be a great encouragement to the I B V M distributed throughout 30 schools in that vast country. HELP FOR THE NEW NOVITIATE Delegates generously p l e d g e d their Associations to contribute m o n e y each year until the debt (£72,000) is paid off. T h e biggest effort so far made was the organization, by the Toorak Obi Girls, of a Gala F i l m Premiere in Melbourne, under the distinguished patronage of His Excellency the Governor of Victoria, General Sir Dallas Brooks, K.C.B., K.C. M.G., K.C.V.O., D.S.O., and Lady Brooks, and in the presence of H o n . A. G. Rylah, M.L.A., Acting P r e m i e r of Victoria, and Mrs. Rylah; Lady Selleck. Lady Mavoress of M e l b o u r n e ; Professor G. W. Paton, M.A., B.C.L., Oxon., LL.D., Vice-Chancellor of University of Melbourne, and Mrs P a t o n ; Rt. H o n . H. E. Holt, P.C., M.P., and Mrs. H o l t ; His W o r s h i p Councillor W . Wilson, Mayor of Malvern, and Mrs. Wilson; Hon. J o h n B l o o m f i e l d , M.L.A., Minister of E d u c a t i o n ; Air-Marshal Sir J o h n McCauley, K.B.E., C.B., and Lady McCauley; Surgeon Rear-Admiral L. Lockwood, M.V.O., D.S.C., and Mrs. L o c k w o o d ; T h e Rev. P. J. Gleeson, S.J., Rector of N e w m a n College; Hon. Peter Howson, M.H.R.; Hon. L. H. S. T h o m p s o n , M.L.C., and Mrs. T h o m p s o n ; T h e Hev. J. B o y l e n , S.J., Rector of Xavier College; D a m e Mary Daly, C.B.E.; Colonel M. Austin, D.S.O., and Mrs. Austin. CO-OPERATION OF PARENTS R e a d i n g the notes of the session that dealt with this matter at the Melbourne Conference, we see h o w well stressed was the need for close collaboration b e t w e e n parents and the school. Closely f o l l o w i n g on this need for co-operation was the need for SUPERVISION OF PARTIES T h e f o l l o w i n g points were m a d e : 1. Parties for young p e o p l e s h o u l d be adequately and personally supervised by the parents. 2 . On arrival, all young guests should be introduced to each other. 3 . Facilities for entertainment must be provided and supervised, and adequate, for e x a m p l e dancing a n d / o r appropriate games.

It is the responsibility of the hostess to encourage all her guests to m i x with one another and this responsibility should not n o r m a l l y be delegated to the daughter or son. 5. T h e party should end at an hour d e p e n d i n g on the age. 6. It is the responsibility of the parents of the guests to see that transport to their h o m e s is arranged for their daughters and sons. 7. Parents should see that their daughters are dressed appropriately and becomingly for the occasion. 8 . Young p e o p l e should be warned of the irreparable harm that may result from the use of bleaching agents for the hair. ( ). If liquor is served, the hostess should realize the responsibilities involved. T h e serving of liquor should be appropriate to the age of the guests. 10. Children's parties should be m o r e simple, particularly with regard to the giving of gifts. OUR VOCATION: TO REGENERATE SOCIETY Even from the limited sketch given in these pages readers of our magazine will realize that s o m e t h i n g good and far-reaching is envisaged by the newly-founded Loreto F e d e r a t i o n of Australia. T h e girls w h o are still at school are presented with an ideal: It is not too m u c h to say that an intelligent and devoted body of Catholic w o m e n could leaven society to-day. Our holy Foundress, Mary Ward, is our m o d e l and e x e m p l a r in such an aim. "I would to God," she wrote, "that all m e n understood this verity: that w o m e n , if they will be perfect, and if they would not m a k e us believe we can do nothing, and that we are but women, we might do great matters." What a great matter we should undertake, if, in the spirit of Mary Ward, we strove to regenerate society! Our vocation as Catholic wives, mothers or w o m e n in the world d e m a n d s that we mix freely and take our part in c o n t e m p o r a r y life. One of two things will result. Either we shall divinise the p e o p l e with w h o m we c o m e in contact, or they will m a k e us worldly. Mary Ward realized that it was necessary to arm souls not o n l y against but for the world. Her aim was positive. She had the zeal of a Xavier "to restore all things in Christ." A n d that, we believe, should be the aim of all w h o are proud to call themselves her children, and especially the m e m b e r s of the Loreto Federation of Australia.

A BABY .EOPARD A few evenings ago an Indian friend brought us his leopard cub to have a name conferred on h i m by the nuns. Some days earlier his j e e p driver, on the beautiful forest road between here and Bagdogra, came u p o n the cub as it rushed out from its mother in the jungle. T h e man put down brakes, j u m p e d out at the risk of being attacked by an infuriated parent, grabbed the small "Spots," threw h i m on to the seat and raced off. T h e mother, snarling wildly, bounded after the car for miles till she was h o p e lesslv on traced.

It is a beautiful little leopard, with fur as soft as down, and we gave it the name of Joshua. But for its vicious snarl and sharp claws, anyone might have bought it for a large, lovely, gray, spotted kitten. It prowled about on a carpeted floor, and then curled up, just as they do in the wild jungles, closed its eyes and looked in sleep as gentle as an Australian koala. A. ML, Darjeeling.

C A R D I N A L (ill,HOY B L E S S E S T H E N E W N O V I T I A T E AT LORETO, N O R M A N H U R S T Inset: His Eminence arrives: greeted by Fr. Nolan and Fr. Herlihy. View of the Novitiate, adjoining the Convent. ' Story on Page 66.

LORETO

ABBEY,

BALLARAT,

VIC.

MATRICULATION, LEAVING AND INTERMEDIATE CLASSES B A C K R O W : H . O ' B r i e n , M. B o u r k e , T. L e e h t e , G. Rice, K. H a n r a h a n , S E C O N D R O W : J . O l i p h a n t , M. O ' L o g h l e n , A. D o n e y , A. D o o l a n , T H I R D R O W : N. J e s s , M. H o l l i g a n , M. T h o m a s , M. C o b u r n , C. Rice, W . P r i c h a r d , S. H a y e s . F R O N T R O W : E . F r a s e r , J . O ' L o g h l e n , M. B u r c h e l l , J. F a u l k n e r , Hurley.

(Top)

I. R i n a l d i , G. G r i f f i t h s , P. B y r n e . A. M c S w i n e y , D. F l a h e r t y , F. J o y c e , C. M c M a h o n , M. M c K a y . J . T w e d d l e , J . M c A l p i n e , G. W i l l i s , J. O ' C a l l a g h a n , V. Sheehan, A.

Limbert,

Brew,

SUB-INTERMEDIATE, 1st AND 2nd YEARS FRONT

McSwiney,

Saunders,

Reynolds,

(Bottom)

R O W : J . G i b s o n , M. O ' C o n n o r , M. C r e a t i , J . B e n n e t t , S. L u b r a n s k y , G. B a r k e r , K. P i c k e t t , L. J e n k i n s , K. T i m m i n s , P . P u l i , A. S p a r k e s , L . L a t u s , L. P o d g e r , A. S m u r t h w a i t e , J . G u r r y . S E C O N D R O W : J. M c G i l p , M. S h a n a h a n , H . L e e h t e , C. R e i d y , E. B e s e m e r e s , B. A. P u r d i e , G. M c G i n n i s s , A. F a u l k n e r , M. M c C o r m a c k , S. P e e l , M. F r a w l e y , A. B u c k l e y , E . R y a n , M. N u n n . T H I R D R O W : J . B o l l e m a n . R. F u l t o n , J. P o w e l l , J . G u r r y , M. F a y , M. K e a t i n g , M. T r o y , M. J e n k i n s , B. C a r l y o n , J . C a r r o l l , D. S h a n a h a n , J. Dale. T O P R O W : L. H o l m e s , V. D i c k e n s o n , A. K e a t i n g , C. K e a t i n g , H . M o n k i v i t c h , M. L. R e n n i e , S. M c K e n z i e , M. L. C r o w l e y , F . M e e r e , N. F a y , D. K e a t i n g , M. H a y e s . A B S E N T : P. Meerbach.

LORETO ABBEY, MARY'S MOUNT, BALLARAT,

JUNIOR SCHOOL, 5th AND 6th CLASSES

VIC.

(Top)

F R O N T R O W : M. J e n k i n s , H . B i l s o n , J. H u n t e r , A. C o n l a n , S. J o s h u a , J . B i l s o n , J . O ' G r a d y , G. H a y e s , S. M a r t i n , J . G a r v e y , C. S E C O N D R O W : F . F r e e m a n , M. A. G e r a g h t y , J. C h a t h a m , R. Salt, B. H a y d e n , M. R o w l a n d s , F . J o n e s , A. H a r d y , B. C h a t h a m . THIRD ROW: M. D u n n , J . P o w e l l , P. H a y d e n , S. B a t e s o n , M. R o w l a n d s , L. Mize, M. C r e a t i , P. S u m m o n s , M. H o l l i n s . F O U R T H R O W : N. H u g h e s , H . N u n a n , A. M o u n t j o y , A. Bell, M. S m i t h , G. D u f f y , K. J a c k m a n . TOP ROW: F. F a u l k n e r . P . H a y e s , R. O ' G r a d y , J. C o g h l a n , H . Hager. A B S E N T : J. Landy.

PREFECTS (Bottom Rigrht) STANDING: A n n e t t e McSwiney, M a r y Bourke, Aileen SITTING: G a b r i e l l e Rice, D e n i s e F l a h e r t y (Head).

Doolan.

KINDERGARTEN (Bottom Left) B. H a y d e n , J. ABSENT: J.

Salt, M. Rinaldi.

Trelevan,

Eckle,

Lewis,

Graaff,

Zsaniar,

Coghlan,

Graaff,

Hanrahan.

Salt.

L O R E T O-

THE BLESSING OF THE NEW WING AT MARY'S MOUNT 13th November, 1955 to the sacristy to vest while the choir sang "Ecce sacerdos magnus." Then the procession left the old building and all its associations and came around the front of the school to the new classrooms. T h e y were b l e s s e d — h a l l o w e d for all the generations to c o m e — a n d then, the new dormitory, St. Anne's. A dais had been erected in the quadrangle and when the procession returned, we were drawn up in a square round about it—we, the children of Marys' Mount, at this point in her long story. Monsignor Fiscellini introduced His Lordship and welc o m e d him back f r o m his recent trip abroad. (This was Dr. O'Collins' first official appearance. ) T h e n His Lordship spoke, praising the work of the nuns. In particular, it was Christian education, he said, that would save the Faith for Australia. T h e n Father M c l n e r n e y m a d e the appeal. H e outlined the work of Mary Ward and m a d e us realize how, in the days after the Secular Education Act in the 1880's, Mother M. Gonzaga Barry had also worked to save the Faith in Australia. T h e old walls of Mary's Mount were historic in the story of the Church in Australia, and now, the future rose before us in the fine, clean lines of the new wing. T h e B i s h o p and his suite moved away, the great crowd (about a thousand) thinned out. T h e flag was flying still in the late afternoon sunlight and as we filed into the school we knew that ours was the task and privilege to uphold and m a k e new the great story of Mary's Mount.

New Wing, Mary's Mount, Ballarat T h e blue school flag tugging at its mast on the Novitiate roof; corridors, windows, classrooms polished and shining, and ourselves in our neatlybuttoned blazers, an expectant curve of royal blue lining the crescent of the drive. T h e great day had c o m e at last. At half past two, our Bishop, Dr. O'Collins, drove up the drive. Mother Superior and the nuns greeted h i m at the front door and, attended by the assistant priests, His Lordship went along the front verandah

SCHOOL DIARY, 1955 LORETO ABBEY,

AUGUST: 1st—The A basketball team w e r e defeated by Queen's C.E.G.G.S., but the B's were victorious. 6th—Many t h a n k s to the nuns and girls f o r a most enjoyable afternoon at Loreto, Dawson Street. We w e r e ready, then, to celebrate the feast of St. Clare. 16th—We played Clarendon P.L.C. at basketball. A's lost. B's won. 23rd—Forms II & III produced "Toad of Toad Hall." We look f o r w a r d to hearing "poop! poop!" on crowded corridors. Two days later: September holidays.

BALLARAT

JUNE: 21st—The Irish tenor, Patrick O'Hagan, paid a surprise visit and set us all singing. The Retreat given by Father Dunphy, C.SS.R., began n e x t day. JULY: 8th-10th—The Long Week-end—our welcome midterm break. 23rd—We enjoyed our trip to Loreto, Toorak, although they carried off all the honours in basketball. 25th—The Intermediates entertained us with scenes f r o m "The Merchant of Venice." That very sinister Shylock deserved his punishment. Well argued Portia! 26th—The Seniors were present at the ordination of two priests at St. Patrick's Cathedral. 29th—We concluded Y.C.S. week with a General Meeting to which we welcomed t h e leaders f r o m Loreto, Dawson Street, w h e r e Y.C.S. is just beginning. 30th—Our French students competed in the Alliance Francais competitions. Congratulations to all.

SEPTEMBER: 13th—Back to school—and hard work for the public examinations ahead. OCTOBER: 17th—Sports Day: Congratulations to Ward house and captains Jan Barker and Denise Flaherty. 22nd—The grim reality d r a w s near! Perception classes faced the first public exams. In the Music exams Mr. B. de Oliviera gave us all a pass. 10

L O R E T O 27th—We followed Our Lord from the Last Supper along the Way of the Cross represented in the darkened quadrangle. Then the Easter break! APRIL: 5th—We returned to defeat Queen's C.E.G.G.S. at softball. But they defeated us on 12th. 20th—Father McCann, C.SS.R., showed us pictures and gave a very interesting talk on Missions in the Philippines. MAY: 1st—Procession and crowning of Our Lady. As it was the feast of St. Joseph the Worker, we worked as usual for the rest of the day! That night, we saw the "Wizard of Oz." 5th—The only school in Australia opening on to the enclosure for the King's Cup! We enjoyed an exciting afternoon and cheered Victoria to victory. 6th—"Eyes Right!" We joined in Ballarat's Empire Youth Sunday March. 10th—Ascension Thursday. Y.C.S. General Meeting in the afternoon. Some hidden talent came to light. 17th—Exams over! Cases packed! Tickets bought! Home for the May holidays!

29th—The Fete, and plenty of amusing incidents. Next day we marched in the procession at S.P.C. Oval in honour of Christ the King. At night we went west with the Glowy Ghost in "The Ghost Goes West." NOVEMBER: 1st—Children of Mary Sodality visited St. John of God's Hospital. We appreciated the hospitality of the nuns and were much impressed by their work. 13th—The day for which we had been waiting so long!—the blessing of the new wing—climax to all the hopes as we climbed under scaffolding and over heaps of sand. Parents and Old Girls envied us in our new classrooms and dormitories. A new era! 14th—We find it easy to speak—English! but not French!—Leaving and Matric. French classes declared, arriving home from their French Oral exams. 19th—Peace at last for all when all leaving school f r o m Mary's Mount and Loreto, Dawson Street, made a one-day retreat conducted by Father Desmond O'Connor, S.J. Then we turned towards exams. DECEMBER: 3rd—The strain lifted for Loreto Day and the concert for our two Jubilarians, Gay Joshua and Helen Baker. Members of the Middle School delighted us with their version of Macbeth. 8th—Mary's Mount once more became a silent abbey when the Christmas holidays began.

Y.C.S. NOTES LORETO, TOORAK: T h e objective of the Y.C.S. in our school is (i) to try to make students realize the power and greatness of the personality of Christ and His Teaching, and (ii) to improve the environment of the students—that is, the various attitudes, principles and influences in the school. Y.C.S. Leaders try, by their own good example and influence to make the lives of their fellow students more Christ-like, to make Our Lord mean more in their school life and to interest the members of their Activity Group in some worthwhile hobby. There are various Y.C.S. activity groups and each group leader has the same objective in mind, but a different way of expressing it. T h e Y.C.S. Groups at Loreto, l o o r a k , are the Handyman, Personality, Missions, Library, Debating, Photography, Drama and "Toorakanrooin. " Through the different groups, the Y.C.S. tries to bring Our Lord's Personality and Teaching to the minds of the members, to Christianize attitudes towards dress, books and films, to improve minds by debating and journalese groups, to help the Missions and to be of some use in keeping the school in order. Each activity meeting has a definite plan—first there is the Gospel discussion followed by Facts of Action and Items of Interest, then each group continues the meeting with its own particular activity. Some of our Y.C.S. groups have chosen some saint at their special patron. T h e "Toorakanrooin"" group (the group which writes the school newspaper) have chosen St. Thomas Aquinas and the Missions Group has St. Peter Chanel. The motto of the w h o l e Y.C.S. is that of St. John the Baptist— "He must increase and 1 must decrease.'* The Y.C.S. wants to improve the environment of the students, but to do so. the leaders and members must give up something of themselves to others for God.

1956 FEBRUARY: 14th—We all feel as if we were new girls in our new surroundings. Those in St. Ann's Dormitory have all the air of pioneers. But nobody wants to be the first girl to mark the paint! 21st—Congratulations to Sports Captains, Pam Byrne and Aileen Doolen (Barry), Mary Bourke and Therese Leehte (Mulhall), Denise Flaherty and Sandra Hayes (Ward). All vow to lead their teams to victory, so someone will have to be disappointed. MARCH: 1st, 2nd 3rd—Quarant'Ore. The altar in red and gold and white with gladioli. We sang the beautiful Missa Marialis with the nuns' choir. 4th—High Mass at St. Patrick's Cathedral in honour of J":e Pope's birthday. In the afternoon, we had "Music for the People" in the Gardens. 7th:—Congratulations! Head of the School, Denise Flaherty. Councillors, Mary Bourke, Annette McSwiney, Aileen Doolan and Gay Rice. 9th and 10th—Dawson Street defeated us at tennis. But we were revenged the following day at vigoro. 16th—1st and 2nd tennis pairs defeated Clarendon P.L.C., while 3rd pair lost. 17th—A combined Loreto Ballarat Choir sang Mass at the Cathedral. In the afternoon we enjoyed a concert instead of a picnic—the weather again! 23rd—Once again Dawson Street took the honours in a return tennis match. 24th—Pam Byrne, our Sports Captain for 1956. Congratulations, Pam. 2nd Sunday in Passiontide—The restored order for Holy Week began with the procession and Missa Cantata.

L O R E T O On June 24th we held our Annual Y.C.S. General Meeting and many representatives from other schools were present. The programme for the evening was buffet tea, followed by a resume of Y.C.S. activity in the school. We then presented a radio play "Bethlehem," written by Sister M. Veronica of Mary's Mount. The evening ended with Benediction in the Chapel at 9 p.m. Later this year, there will be a Y.C.S. week and it is hoped that it will increase the interest amongst the lower grades in the Y.C.S. Each activity group will produce something to show what it has been doing during the year. The attitude towards God in the world today is one of cynicism and disbelief, but if, through the medium of the Young Catholic Students' Movement, its eighty-five members at Loreto, Toorak, can give a new birth to Christ's teaching and principles in the world to-day, then the Y.C.S. has done some good An the school. FELICITY WAKEFIELD-KENT, Toorak.

making us realize we were a united movement propagating Catholic Action in Brisbane. E. NOWOTNY (17), Brisbane.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT SCHOOL?" "Just exactly what are you doing at school?" The fatal school Report is slammed down upon the table and my father taps his fingers on the mantlepiece (a habit of his when a n n o y e d ) . 1 look at the ceiling; finding no inspiration there, 1 transfer my gaze to the floor. This is worse; the colours of the carpet seem to mingle in strange proportions and perforin primitive war dances to hypnotize me. Consider—what do we do at school. I shall take just one day, typical of all the other days that follow, one upon the other throughout the terms. We are up by twenty-five past six. Magnificently ignored mostly are such muffled remarks as "Shister pleash, may 1 have a shleep-in?" One of the incidents during the day which I think worthy of note is morning recreation at halfpast eight. Usually at this time, Frankie and 1 sadly survey ourselves in the mirror and say, "We are losing our figures. Let us run T E N times around the basketball court." We arrive outside (it is very c o l d ) . We make a circuit of the basketball court ONCE and then say, "It wouldn't do to strain ourselves; let us retire to the nearest heater." Alas! No wonder we are losing our figures. When 1 arrive in the classroom, word goes round among my possessions that 1 am coming and so everything immediately loses itself. To begin with, I can't find my homework. Sometimes I have done it and sometimes 1 have not. That is not the point. What matters is that I cannot find it. It disappears during the night, along with my pen, ruler, ink, library book, etc. School is a queer composite of Work, Fun, Frustration and getting into trouble. If all these remain in sensible proportions, our schooldays will be happy, in fact "the happiest days of our lives." ELIZABETH O'NEILL (Intermediate), Toorak.

A Y.C.S. RALLY During the May holidays this vear a Y.C.S. Rally was held at All Hallow's for all the Y.C.S. Leaders in Brisbane. Only two of us were able to go from Loreto and we had a very enjoyable afternoon. W e learnt much which would help us to improve our Y.C.S. movement at school. Father opened the afternon by giving us a talk on "Loyalty." It was very inspiring. H e told us first of the necessity of Loyalty to God. Then h e described the effect of loyalty, or at times, lack of loyalty on the part of Our Lord's friends and disciples while h e was on earth. But even so, Our Lord always remained completely loyal to His friends. Father spoke of the loyalty we owe our country and family and our school. T h e n Father gave a brief idea of loyalty applied to us as Y.C.S. Leaders. With that, we broke up into groups containing about ten or eleven, with one or two from every school in each of them, to discuss Father's talk in relation to ourselves and our work as Y.C.S. Leaders. After about thirty minutes, one member from each group gave a resume of what had been discussed, and what we had concluded from the discussion. It was from this discussion that we learnt many things about Y.C.S. We saw how other schools differed from us in their approach to it. Most of the schools in Brisbane seem to have a very active Y.C.S. movement. The attitude to the Gospel discussion varied greatly, but it was easily seen that the schools with the good Gospel discussions were the most active; for from these we learn to see and imitate the charitable works and virtues, emphasized in the Gospel. The afternoon finished with a talk on Leadership by an Indian Student at present studying at the University in Brisbane. H e was very impressive and pointed out the most striking points in our duties as Leaders of Catholic Action in our schools. The afternoon ended with Benediction and we all felt that the Rally had been very helpful in

LOST AND FOUND A sad little fairy Sat on the hillside green, She looked so pretty sitting Almost like a Queen.

there

A little Robin saw her And twittered, "Why so sad?" "I've lost my fairy wand," she said, If you find it, I'd be glad." The Robin flew around about Until he spied it, "Where?" Tangled in a spider's web, Dangling in the air. PATRICIA GLUYAS (10), Marryatville.

STAMP DESIGNING AT SYDNEY

LORETOS

[AUSTRAL!

AUSTRALIA

Four with named flowers are the work of Frances Burke (Kirribilli). The other four are from Normanhurst by (top row) E. Kennedy Green, Sue Hartigan, P a m Quinn, and (2nd row) Carmel Michael.

THE STAMP COMPETITION During the month of March, a most interesting article appeared in the Sydney Morning Herald. It stated that this year the Postmaster-General would begin to replace old stamp designs w i t h new ones. There would be no f o r m a l competitions for the new designs, but a prize of one hundred pounds would be paid for designs adopted for i m m e d i a t e use. There would be a large choice of subjects for the designs, which would illustrate Australian life and d e v e l o p m e n t , industry, communications, flora and fauna, scenes, and a stamp to c o m m e m o r a t e the Flying Doctor Service. T h e Postmaster-General said that he would also consider the issue of a stamp s h o w i n g the spiritual significance of Christmas. T h e new designs would also include a group of three or four stamps featuring Australian flora, which would probably Ik; printed in three or four colours, s o m e t h i n g quite new in Australian stamp design. In reply to inquiries m a d e concerning the competition, we were told that the drawings for stamps were to be from six to eight times the size of the stamps at present in use; the exact size of the stamps was not certain, as m u c h would depend on the nature of the design. T h e drawings could be either black and white or coloured, although it would not be desirable to introduce more than three colours.

Several members of our Art Class immediately began to work on the new project. First of all, the size of the stamp, and the wording to be put 011 it was decided upon. T h e n many photographs and pictures were collected and studied to assist those w h o were doing the designs. T h e Art Class discovered that there was more in stamp designing than met the e y e : one had to plan carefully the layout of the design and gauge accurately the printing. Lines had to be clearly and neatly drawn. Five drawings were eventually sent in. Frances Burke designed a set of four stamps featuring Australian flora. Each of these stamps was painted in three different colours, and each had a different background colour. T h e flowers that she chose were the Sturt Desert Pea, the Wattle, the Flannel Flower and the Christmas Bell. L e n n e k e Dusseldorp sent in a stamp design illustrating the spiritual significance of Christinas. T h e design was painted in blue-green and white. T h e entries of both girls were excellent Iv designed and painted, and were m u c h admired by all w h o saw them. W e hope the Postmaster-General is e q u a l l y impressed and that m a y b e one day we may see a stamp 011 our letters designed by Loreto. ANN-MARIE BAKEYVELL (Fourth Year), Kirribilli.

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TELEVISION COMES TO LORETO, BRISBANE THREE IMPRESSIONS One day last week our concert stage was transformed in less than a day into a T.V. Studio. During class we intently watched the electrician erect the T.V. aerial feet ahove the building. 1 bat evening quite a few of us u n e x p e c t e d l y were called upon to appear on the screen.

rendered two d e l i g h t f u l numbers, in her clear soprano voice. Carmel R y a n h e l d the attention of the vast audience as she recited with warmth and f e e l i n g "The Tiger," that masterpiece of the genius W i l l i a m Blake. About half a dozen Loreto girls were then called to the m i c r o p h o n e for interviews.

There were four T.V. sets altogether, and one was placed in the Recreation Hall, where many pupils were seated. My classmate was asked to sing a delightful Irish composition. She, in turn, requested that 1 appear. A chorus of laughter issued from the h a l l — t h e main c o m m e n t s being, "Good luck!" and "Imagine Sue 011 T . V . ! " 1 managed to stand up and walk across to the concert hall, although m y legs were vibrating rapidly. On my arrival I was greatly comforted to find that Mr. H a r d m a n was the announcer and Mr. Beard the photographer as both are friends of the family.

All signs of stress and tension seemed to fade, as if by magic, when the d y n a m i c personality of George Hardman took c o m m a n d . It was an unforgettable evening for both artists and audience alike. More unforgettable f o r the artists, however, was that terrifying picture of a darkened room, the sea of faces before one, illuminated by the forty or fifty overpowering lights on the stage, and, indistinctly, yet quite definitely there, the f a m i l i a r sound of one's friends' voices in the hall opposite. T h e knowledge that every m o v e m e n t and action is being televised and watched, is a nerveracking, yet definitely thrilling, experience.

Mr. Hardman's pleasant manner put m e quite at my ease. He asked me "everyday" questions such as where was my birth-place. Had 1 travelled far? How long had 1 been at Loreto? My impressions of T.V. After these questions were answered satisfactorily I invited, at his request, two other classmates for an interview, much to their horror.

Loreto will remember, and thank, Mr. Andrews for that generous action for many years. SANDRA SHAW (15), Our first e x p e r i e n c e of Television at Loreto was really a thrilling one for some of us. T h e plate glass w i n d o w s of the new b u i l d i n g gave us ample opportunity of watching the apparatus being erected! As we were sitting in class one ear was trying to listen to Latin, and the other was listening more intently to the men giving the mechanics directions. W e were all very eager for the time to come, little k n o w i n g that we would be performing on the screen ourselves.

After the show there was a question time for the audience, and Mr. Oliver, a noted T.V. expert of Oxford University, answered everybody's questions. Next morning at school y o u n g e r girls offered to carry our cases and hats to the locker room, w h i c h offers w e c h e e r f u l l y accepted, and before assembly the girls jokingly rushed for our autographs. We, the T.V. Stars, were really "in demand" that day.

T h e description of how television worked was given by Mr. Oliver, and was very interesting. Mr. Hardman then announced that the actors w h o were brought from the studio were ready to perforin. A f t e r this Mr. Hardman said that eight girls from Loreto were going to add to the programme. We were all wondering w h o they would be w h e n one by one our names were announced. A f e e l i n g of horror crept over us all, but when Sandra was asked to come to the stage, we almost forgot about our fears as we listened to the familiar strains of Chopin's Waltz in E flat. Sandra had 110 need to feel nervous, as it was only three days before her exam.

We all felt pleased to know that, thanks to HKQ's Television Unit, and the Nuns" graciousness in permitting it to be brought to Loreto Brisbane. We were the first school in Australia to view T.V. and to act 011 it. SUZANNE CHAPPLE (15), Brisbane. "Oh Sister, I'm nervous, all those p e o p l e down there, and all the children I know over in the hall." T h i s and similar whispered remarks and nervous last minute patting of hair into place, came to m y ears and eyes as 1 watched those preparing to m a k e their first appearance on television.

T h e n came my turn. Y o u could not imagine the f e e l i n g that came over one until you have experienced it yourself. W h e n Miss McGrath began to play the introductory notes of "Bendemeer's Stream" I began to think 110 voice would come. I shall not forget the feeling of relief that c a m e over me when it was over. MARGARET MURPHY (16), Brisbane.

I must admit that the stage looked f o r m i d a b l e and produced acute attacks of stage f r i g h t ! T h e brilliant lights, part of the i m m e n s e e q u i p m e n t which took a full day to erect, glared and gleamed into the face of the entertainer. Several artists appeared to open the programme, then a number of Loreto girls added another link to the chain of Loreto successes. Margaret Murphy

See article on T.V. by Mr. Ernest Oliver on page 101.—Ed.

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THE LORETO CREST*

by our friends, as we lined up for the march. To our delight B l u e won. CAROL HOLT (13), Kirribilli.

Our crest, the Loreto crest, is a beautiful and familiar hadge that has been worn and loved by Loreto girls for m a n y generations. Loreto school children in different parts of the world, recognize each other in the crest because it distinguishes us as daughters of Maria Regina A n g e l o r u m , "Mary Queen of the Angels." T h e foremost part of the badge is occupied by the H o l y Cross. T h i s reminds us that Our Lord has invited us to take up our cross daily and to f o l l o w Him through the days of our life on earth. There may be trials and sufferings, but if they prove too much for us, we can turn to the Sacred Heart, Who lets us know that H e is there to give us courage and strength no matter how heavy our cross may be. T h e n our eyes turn to the pierced heart of our Queen and Mother. Encouraged by her good e x a m p l e we resolve to imitate her goodness and love. Last of all is the anchor of h o p e to help us stand firm and steadfast against the temptations that surround us in a world of sin. Under the H o l y Cross, the Pierced Heart, the Sacred Heart and the anchor of hope, are those word* "Cruci duin spiro fido": In the Cross, while I breathe, / trust. Yes, all my life I shall trust in the Cross. W e love our crest and do all in our power to be worthy children of Loreto. No matter what life brings to us if we cling f a i t h f u l l y to this inspiring motto we shall have the joy of hearing those words of Our Lord: "Come ye blessed of My Father possess the kingdom prepared for you. " JEANETTE McCOLL (13), *See cover. Kirribilli.

MY SCHOOL: LORETO, KIRRIBILLI l was born in A r m i d a l e , N e w South Wales, and, though 1 have spent six h a p p y years in Queensland, 1 have always b e e n a New South Wales person at heart. W h e n Daddy said h e had received an appointment to Sydney, I was very pleased. As M u m m y attended Loreto, Kirribilli, we thought it a good plan that I go there, too, and 1 was duly booked in. W h e n we arrived in Sydney it was almost time for school to resume, so we had a busy time preparing mv uniform. School o p e n e d on Tuesday and 1 was driven to Kirribilli and given into the care of one of the nuns. W h e n 1 told her I knew one of the girls, she found her f o r me. She introduced m e to some other Second Year girls, but I could not r e m e m b e r their names. One thing in particular struck me, and that was the spirit of friendliness in the school. I was not treated as a stranger, but as if I had b e e n one of the girls all m y life. W h e n the bell rang for class we went into the classroom. Here, also, 1 was treated as one of a family, not as a new girl. W h e n we had been in S y d n e y previously, 1 had visited the convent, and been impressed with the beautiful grounds, buildings, and view over the harbour. Also, on another visit, 1 had been to see the house. N o w I was to learn how it worked. I think it runs very s m o o t h l y and efficiently. I am proud to be k n o w n as a c h i l d of Loreto, and especially of Loreto, Kirribilli. MELANIE BURNETT (14), Kirribilli.

SPORTS DAY 1955

SNAKES AND LADDERS

How could anyone forget our last Sports Day from the hour when we assembled in the sunny courtyard? It was a gay sight, for hundreds of girls chattered and laughed merrily, their ribbons of red, gold, green and blue, blowing gently in the mid-day breeze. On the notice board were various instructions about k e e p i n g silence here and there, and having everything prepared for the events. Excited girls walked on to the tennis court, where we were to assemble to march on to the sports ground. At last, the m o m e n t arrived, and we were marching. I felt a quiver of happiness and excitement run through m e , as I listened to the c l a p p i n g of hands, when our team started on its way. T h e atmosphere grew tense as the end grew near. B l u e and red were battling it out with gold and green in hot pursuit. It relied on one relay to place red first, then blue, with gold and green coining last. Lining u p we waited anxiously for the gun. Five seconds past and . . . B a n g ! I was running. When I reached the other end, 1 passed the stick to our fair-haired captain, but alas! the flag dropped to the ground. With a great n u m b e r of "Ohs" and "Ahs** the flag was swiftly picked u p again, but as soon as we started B l u e d r o p p e d their flag. This w e n t on until e v e n t u a l l y cheers rang out when our captain m a d e a last magnificent run. and the Sports Cup was ours. We were congratulated

School life is rather like the game of Snakes and Ladders. If you think about it, you will find out what I mean. This time next w e e k — E x a m s ! I can feel myself going down a Snake, then I say to myself after that conies the holidays and I go shooting up a Ladder. I shall describe a typical week for you. You can guess w h i c h things I consider Snakes and w h i c h Ladders. Sunday dawns bright and sunny, the day is a h a p p y one. On M o n d a y nothing can go right, it seems years before the day ends. Geography period on Tuesday creeps by as slowly as a snail, but with the prospect of a picture in the evening, I brighten up. W e d n e s d a y can never be too long for then we have Sodality, Sewing and Sports. A r i t h m e t i c drags along on T h u r s d a y ; the sums just won't c o m e out, but, k n o w i n g that there will be Dramatic Club that night, I cheer up a little. Friday passes as quickly as possible and it doesn't seem long before Saturday comes. How I hate tidying up cupboards and cabinets and doing all the other duties that crop up on a Saturday morning. However, once m e n d i n g is over, 1 look forward to a carefree afternoon on the beach or a refreshing walk into the bush. So the "game" of school-life goes o n ! ANNE MARIE O'BRIEN (13), Loreto Convent, Portland.

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JANUARY — JULY, 1956 FEBRUARY: We greeted our new Mother Superior; two new classrooms; new dining room chairs; and a tennis coach, Mr. Quist. Enjoyed Mrs. Rofe's talk. MARCH: St. Maria Goretti film provoked much discussion. We debated City v. Country Life—hackneyed, but a beginning. Proceeded to Australia Hall to practise our St. Patrick's Concert item. The leaders of the crocodile took us past Tem-Tee, Rigby's and other places of interest to our chaperones! St. Patrick's Day: Mass at the C a t h e d r a l ; afternoon at the Beach, and "Roman Holiday" at night. Children of Mary—P. Brazel, J. Phelan, J. Brady, C. Mahar, A. McEwen, H. M c C a r t h y joined by J. A r e n d and J. Tyler. Dressmakers' p a r a d e on lawn before admiring spectators. Nancy unruffled by her ruffles sensation. Prefects announced C. McAuley (Head), M. Jones, P. Shanahan, M. H a n n a n , C. Harris, C. Mahar, R. Kenny, A. Isenstein, J. Brady, H. McCarthy, P. Brazel, I. Laing. APRIL: Debutantes more n u m e r o u s and dazzling t h a n ever. 1957 frocks designed in study that night. F a t h e r Dando returned urging us to be "sober, steadfast and demure." Mrs. F. Kelly, as often before, lent her home for the Garden Fete.

Section of the March Past on Sports Day at Loreto, Marryatville

RECIPE FOR MAKING A £5 MISSION CAKE

SECOND TERM: New Sports' Ground under way and u n d e r water. Nuns told us of heroic bull-dozering of Mr. Burden. We hope to prove worthy of our Fathers' efforts. White Cockatoo came to stay—inspects ground daily.

Requires only | hour, and an audience of 200 at 6d. per head. Take a pleasant faced girl, wearing a raincoat, boater and bow-tie to represent B i n g Crosby. Induce her to sing Galway Bay, with a h i d d e n g r a m o p h o n e for moral support. Follow w i t h a tall fierce-looking person, in hessian garment and fur cap. carrying a 22 rifle—unloaded. Davey Crockett's c o m p a n i o n , clad in a Kangaroo Rug, m a y have to be shot several times before she falls successfully. Fold in a musical person w h o knows t h e Black and W h i t e Rag, for W i n i f r e d Atwell. Take one tall, thin girl, with p r o m i n e n t teeth (plastic ones obtainable at Woolworth's for 2 / 1 1 ) , a pair of spikes, and an ability to m a k e quips, such as: "I'll be back in a minute, I just have to run a mile," for Landy. Add a good looking b l o n d e w i t h a turban, her mother's fur coat and sun-glasses, f o r Grace Kelly. Mix in a short, dark, cork-moustached, rain-coated, bouquet-bearing gentleman as Prince Rainier. Allow about twenty minutes — closing the hall floors carefully to retain noise. If the temperature of the audience is sufficiently enthusiastic, add a Quiz Master c o m p l e t e with p i p e (unlit ) mortar board and gown, w h o asks topical, very light questions to several stupid pupils. End with a short debate as to w h e t h e r Santa Claus wears his whiskers under or over the blankets. Adjudicator declares the ayes have it. Result: F u n is had by all and Mission f u n d s partake of £5. Marryatville.

JUNE: Classes assigned special "fields" for Mission Day. Honours and Leavings — Rolls, Pies, Pasties — f r a n t i c multiplication, and division on n u m b e r s required. Inters, smug about their film; Second Years certain of success with toffees; First Years 1,000's of cakes. £ 1 1 8 raised —a day enjoyed by all, even ghosts and fortune-tellers. "Little Kidnappers" sweet and sad. We enjoyed meeting Westerners: Leonie, Louise and Sue. Excitement and musical strains part out. Basketball is in; stocking knees and bones are out. A Team victorious at Cabra, defeated at S.A.C. B Team unbeaten as yet—but the year is young. Mother Superior's Feast celebrated with sung Mass; later, cream cakes and "Going My Way." Hall resounded with alternate sobs and laughter. His Grace the Archbishop came for Mass and spoke to us all. Hints about, and demonstration of flower a r r a n g e m e n t by Mrs. Dollard — really interesting. Destination snowballs — usual surprises—S. Gun, Mistress of Schools; Helen Pick, Lion Tamer. Exams—why ever didn't we h a v e them in May. Brighter spots ahead include visits to Norwood for Ancient History Exhibition; The Secret Conclave; Wherever She Goes (Eileen Joyce); Our Retreat, 1st July. CAROLA McAIJLEY (17). 16

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reptitiously purloined that afternoon from Christopher Winchester. So the show continued until all eight boxes were "pinched."' But we had a question to ask, concerning our young comedian. " W h e n will Sue Gun be less dangerous?" Answer: On that great day, w h e n she willingly renounces her Gun. MARGARET BEERWORTH (15), Marryatville.

"Hello, everybody, Hello. T h i s is you're old friend B o h "Pick-a-Box' Dyer. N o ! you're eyes are not deceiving y o u ! We, at Marryatville, have everything, even "Pick-a-Box." I must he honest, we don't usually have such entertainment, but this was a special occasion. After tea, the boarders instead of passing into study had filed down into the hall, paid their entrance fee, were h a n d e d a n u m b e r and entered the "Sydney Auditorium.*' There on the stage, was a large table, and 011 it were boxes, a few loose sweets and the dinner gong. Our star, B o b Dyer, Susan Townsend Gun in real life, s k i p p e d gaily in, rang the dinner gong for silence—called the first contestant. Carola, our head prefect, stepped forward. Sue: N a m e please. Carola: N a m e ? Y o u m e a n My n a m e ? Mmm. I do r e m e m b e r seeing it somewhere. (Here she madly turned out her pocket, triumphantly produced her notebook, and was able to tell her name — Greer Garson. However, when Miss Garson was asked to do a little dance, Carola decided perhaps that wasn't her name, she confessed to "Carola.' ) Sue: N o w Carola, I'm going to ask you three difficult questions and if you are correct in your answers, you may Pick-a-Box. (Here the gong received a terrific bang.) Sue: T h e first is . . . ah . . . now let me see . . . yes here's one. Carola, are you ready? Well, how many bolts are there in the Sydney Harbour Bridge? Carola: N i n e hundred and eighty-seven. Sue: 1 am sorry, out. Carola: I mean 988. Sue: I'm glad s o m e o n e knows how m a n y "cause I don't. Very good, Carola, very good. (With that the gong received such a bang that the knob broke. Sue, however, undisturbed, replaced the handle and went on with the show.) Sue: N o w Carola, this is your second question, and if you answer it correctly, you will get a third question. Are you ready? W h o is the step-sister of Ra, the Egyptian G o d ? Carola: You mean the sister w h o was only half a sister? Who-ra (hurrah) of course. Sue: Very good, little one, very good! ( A n o t h e r terrific bang of the gong.) Sue: Now for the last and hardest of your questions. Carola, w h o wrote Brahm's Lullabye? Carola: Brahms of course. Sue: Very, very good, Carola. T h i s was f o l l o w e d by a flourish of bangs as Carola advanced two steps to pick-a-box. Sue argued with her in vain to take a Hoadley's Violet Crumble in exchange for the large Rinso box she had chosen. Realizing it was 110 use, Sue abandoned this idea and opened the box. Raising one eye-brow and giggling, she i n f o r m e d Carola she knew what was in the box. W h e n at last begged for the contents she r e p l i e d : "Carola, have you a driver's licence? Because you h a v e won an M.G. sports car." T h e car was a miniature plastic model sur-

OUR NEW WINTER HATS T h e r e was once upon a time a Loreto Convent, where the girls looked charming until they donned their winter bats. T h e s e hats were brown floppy affairs w h i c h drooped and looked very drab, t he children felt sad and said: " W h y can't we have berets or tarns or something?" Their teachers said: "We'll see." T h e n the word went round that new blue bowlers were to replace the old brown horrors. Sure e n o u g h , a few months later, they were in stock. T h e girL tried t h e m on in the shops and gasped. T h e y brought t h e m h o m e , and furtively sewed on bands. Monday, 16th April, dawned cold and wintry. It was indeed a historic occasion when the hats appeared in public for the first time. Brothers cried derisively: "The Belles of St. Trinians." Passers-by stared and whispered remarks. A local newspaper asked for details, and a p h o t o g r a p h of an attractive school-girl model. Pessimists said: "What h a p p e n s w h e n the rain lodges in the b r i m ? " Optimists replied: " I b i s isn't Melbourne," and opportunists saw possibilities for t i p p i n g water over unsuspecting comrades. T h e r e was great indignation w h e n the rumour spread that outsiders h a d been coolly buying them as ordinary hats. They were seen in town and at church worn with ribbon or braid. T h e y were popular. Juniors appeared giggling at the school-gate looking, u n b e k n o w n to themselves, positively angelic. Seniors arrived rather self-consciously, and viewed one another nervously, h o p i n g theirs was at the right angle. T h e Prefects were the envy of us all. T h e i r g l e a m i n g w h i t e bands provided a splendid contrast to the royal blue. Hair-styles changed overnight to suit the newcreation. I he urchin cut was in once more, to the nuns' horror, but the pony-tail and hair-clip were out. At 10.30 recreation the ice was broken. A budding comedian, c o m p l e t e with blue bowler, extensive whiskers and a cane, strutted about, playing to the gallery. B y 4 p.m. the hat was accepted and as three hundred odd blue-batted girls made their way towards the gate, 1 m u r m u e r d : "Ring out the old, ring in the new, For now we look as gay as Spring; At winter's blasts, we"ll laugh and sing Ring out the brown, ring in the blue." DEIDRE O'LOGHLIN (15), Marryatville, S.A. 17

L O R E T O4th.—Music results. All passed, the m a j o r i t y obtaining Honours. Congrats, to all music students and their teachers. 9th.—We celebrated t h e joint Feast day of Mother Superior and Mother Benignus. We saw "Pride and P r e j u d i c e " (right through this time) and admired t h e beautiful pictures bought for the school. 13th—Reception of Children of Mary. Those who received their Broad Blues were — Jill Clune, Helen Cogan, Joan Markey, Mary Fels, Patsy Miller, B a r b a r a Cranfield, B a r b a r a Allen. 21st.—Nuns try to calm the nerves of those setting out to do the J u n i o r and Leaving exams at the Uni.

NEDLANDS REVIEW —1955-1956 JUNE: 24th.—We sang a Missa Cantata at the Holy Rosary Church. Several people r e m a r k e d on the excellent tone. 26th.—Marked the beginning of the basketball season with a m a t c h against St. Joseph's Convent School, Fremantle. Honours were even after an enjoyable a f t e r noon. 29th.—After examining hats, gloves, shoes, etc., we set off to attend Orchestral Concert in Perth. Although we heard "The Dance of the Sugar Plum F a i r y " for about the sixth time, we appreciated a really good selection of music. JULY: 1st.—Leavings and Subs enjoyed a Cadet Dance at Aquinas. 2nd.—Another basketball match—this time against Osborne. Victory to Nedlands. 7th.—The whole school enjoyed a novel Mission e n t e r t a i n m e n t by Forms I and II; this was followed by a match against Iona, who won. 23rd.—All thoroughly enjoyed the Annual Prefects' Dance, and the Leavings are to be congratulated on their splendid organization. 2'8th.—Return match against Iona—another defeat. 29th.—Many enjoyed the annual St. Louis' Prefects' Dance held at Myola Hall. AUGUST: 10th.—"Archibald"—a radio play presented by the Sub-Leavings. Although laughter was t h r e a t e n i n g to disrupt the play at one stage, the Cast continued, and several pounds were raised for the Missions. 13th.—One of the most successful Fetes in years was held. Our t h a n k s go to the mothers who helped. 2nd.—Seniors presented "Adam," a morality play in Three Acts. Thanks to Miss K a v a n a g h for her great patience. 25th.—Sighs of relief heard from both nuns and children: we break up for t h r e e heavenly weeks. SEPTEMBER: 13th.—Return to school. 17th.—Loreto Sports Day. OCTOBER: 1st.—We prayed very h a r d at Mass for this was the morning of the Alliance Francaise exams. Our prayers were answered as the results w e r e better than expected. 9th.—Attended Y.C.S. evening at Osborne. 19th.—Knees shook as we filed into the hall, w h e r e the singing examiner awaited us. Later we learnt with delighted surprise that we had obtained the highest marks in the State for Senior and Middle School Choirs. 30th.—In the morning we went to the Education Week Mass at the Cathedral, and in the afternoon we marched in the procession at Aquinas. 31st.—Singing and tennis exhibitions for p a r e n t s were the order of the day. NOVEMBER: 2nd.—Seniors saw K a t h e r i n e H e p b u r n ' s portrayal of Portia in "The Merchant of Venice"; although m a n y were disappointed in her, it was a great experience to have seen a Shakespearean play produced by the Old Vic Company.

DECEMBER: 4th.—All Day Retreat for Leavings, Subs, and Juniors conducted by F a t h e r Campbell, O.P. 5th.—Sub-Leavings held a dance for those leaving school. 7th.—Crowning of the J u b i l a r i a n s : Elizabeth Foley, Valerie Guthrie, J a n e t McComish, Rosemary H a n r a h a n and Elizabeth Connor, followed by the annual party. The Destiny Cake caused much amusement — Val, a spinster, Liz, m o t h e r of twelve! Our t h a n k s to Mother Superior who provided us with a delightful party and to the J u n i o r School for their entertainment. 8th.—Prize-giving. Holiday Hymn. (Leavings u n d e r much scrutiny.) Magazines distributed. Break up. 23rd.—Seniors attended the Requiem Mass of Mother M. Aloysius. R.I.P. JANUARY: 10th.—Leaving and Junior Results. Leavings, 100% pass. FEBRUARY: 14th.—Return to school. We miss Mother Thomas and Sister Monica, but welcome Mother Winifred, Mother Fidelis and Sister Dympna. 21st.—Mother Superior announces the names of Sports Captains. Congratulations Barbara, Jill and Helen. MARCH: 17th: St. Patrick's Day Mass at the Cathedral. 18th.—Mursell Shield Team beaten by t h r e e games in the final against Vic. Square. 26th.—Prefects for 1956 are: Head of the School, Barbara Allen; Prefects, Helen Cogan, Jill Clune, J o a n Markey, Patsy Miller and Barbara Cranfield. 28th.—Seniors invited to the opening of Elizabeth Durack's Art Exhibition being held in a gallery specially built in her own home. 29th-30th.—Senior Choir sings in the Holy Week Ceremonies. How very impressive they were! APRIL: 9th.—All try valiantly to smile under the combined gazes of Mother Superior, Mother Benignus and photographer. 14 th.—Tennis match against Osborne. We won and were on the point of demanding their Slazenger Cup, but refrained. 16th.—Our first School Debate (enough said). 17th.—Our beautiful debutantes come up to parade and curtsey leaving everyone (nuns excluded) a delicate shade of green. 18

L O R E T O 22nd.—Witnessed a display of brilliant oratory as Osborne crushingly defeated Aquinas in debating. Well done, Loreto! MAY: 1st.—May Procession was held and after the Act of Consecration Barbara crowned Our Lady. 7th.—Our Fancy Dress Ball. 9th.—Break up day. Leavings and Subs miss the Holiday Hymn, etc., by going to Kwinana on a Geography excursion. JUNE: 5th.—Return to school. 9th.—Geography excusion. Do Plane Table survey from Nedlands Jetty under the direction of Mrs. Hanrahan. 10th.—Our Pet Show had to be postponed because of the gale. 13th—Seniors go into Retreat, conducted by Father Murtagh, C.SS.R. B. ALLEN, J. CLUNE, N. COGAN.

SODALITY JOTTINGS February We held our first meeting lor 1956. and the Office-holders of the Sodality were elected. They are June Hunt, Mary O'Hara, Susan Watkins and Christina Magee. March In the finals of the Inter-school Tennis Tournaments we were proud that the members of our triumphant Slazenger Cup team were all Sodalists of Our Lady. A pril We visited Glendaloch—a Home for old people, conducted by the Little Sisters of the Poor. W e entertained the old ladies and gentlemen by singing and talking to them. We were amazed at the comfortable appointments, modern equipment and the bright atmosphere which surrounded Glendaloch. We came away touched and inspired by the selfless work of the Little Sisters of the Poor. In April also we had a Debate against Aquinas College. The members of our two victorious teams were Sodalists; and the two best speakers of the night. Michelle King and Gery Ettinger, were from the Loreto teams. May Father Flynn, S.J., our director, kindly arranged a Sodality Party, which we held on May 5th at the home of one of our members. The Sodalists of St. Louis College were invited, and the evening was a very happy one.

being even closer than the previous year. Gold (St. Anne's) rewarded the efforts of their Captain. Val Guthrie by defeating Green (St. Michael's) by nine points. Red came a close third. However, Red (St. Francis Xavier's) proudly carried off the much prized cup for the March. Congratulations, Janet! On October 31st the School Tennis Championship was played off between Erica Johnson and Anne Edgar—Anne taking the honours. 1956: On 21st February, the Sports Captain and House Captains were voted for and resulted in Barbara Allen, Sports Captain; Helen Cogan, Captain of Red; and Jill Clune, Captain of Gold; Barbara is Captain of Green. Soon after, our coach, Mr. S. Edwards, chose teams to represent the school in the Mursell Shield and the Herbert Edwards Cup. The Edwards Team was defeated in the semi-finals, and the Mursell Team in the Finals, by three games. Better luck next time! So far the only inter-school game has been with Osborne, so many of our players are playing Pennant and Club matches during the week-end that it is difficult to arrange games. We were all pleased to hear that Anne Edgar and Dorothy Whitely had been selected to play tennis in the State Junior Squad. Congratulations. JILL CLUNE and BARBARA ALLEN, Nedlands.

BACK-TO-SCHOOL GOSSIP Oh, Anne, I love your haircut . . . I'm dropping French . . . Hello . . . It's being made in nylon . . . Chop picnic . . . watch was slow. Did you see "Guys and . . ." freezing. The frost was inches deep . . . Blue's sure to win . . . keep silence please . . . New blazer . . . in a heap . . . Broke his arm . . . my favourite author . . . Are we having a debate? . . . Polo-neck . . . page forty-seven . . . What a nuisance . . . came in late . . . I'm knitting . . . won the football . . . Rock Hudson was divine . . . We went by train . . . your birthday . . . On Sports Day . . . hope it's fine. Here, Brownie . . . wrote a letter . . . To the Dance . . . two teeth out . . . lost . . . Basketball . . . no books to study . . . Struck by lightning . . . did it cost?

SPORTS NOTES We played several matches, the results being on the whole very successful—many thanks go to our energetic and inspiring coach, Mary Dwyer. The great sporting event of the year, Sports' Day, for which we practised feverishly, was held on 17th September. There was keen rivalry and great competition between the Houses. The final results

That French art exhibition . . . Apple jelly for the fete . . . Daddy listened to the cricket . . . Have you read "My Love Must Wait"? EVE CALDER (Junior Public), Claremont. 19

L O R E T O The clear cut lines of St. Joseph's back as he stoops protectively over the child, are particularly noticeable. His sandal, too, projecting so naturally from his robe, adds to the classic simplicity of the whole work. JAN GOODWIN (17), Brisbane. *The utter absorption of St. Joseph in the Divine Child makes the whole statue a fitting symbol for the front door of an educational establishment dedicated to work for "the salvation of the neighbour." And how can one work for that sublime end but by a personal love of Jesus? (A thought passed on to the editor by a member of the Brisbane Loreto.)

THE RETREAT "1 went down the Valley of Silence— And heard 110 footsteps follow, but God's and my own." With these beautiful lines Father Doyle, S.M., ushered us into our Retreat. For the week of the Retreat which began 011 the 18tli June we were blessed with glorious sunny days which was most unusual for that time of the year. Because of this blessing we were able to walk around the grounds thinking over the inspiring lectures which we had been given. The Middle School was 011 retreat for the first two days and the Seniors for the remaining three. There were four or live lectures every day. Between the lectures we had ample opportunity for reflection and spiritual reading. We began the day's retreat with the celebration of Mass and concluded each afternoon with Benediction at which the school choir sang. A unique feature of the Retreat this year was the sight of the day scholars receiving Holy Communion at the 9 a.m. Mass. This was made possible by the fact that the Holy Father Pope Pius XII gave his priests permission to grant a dispensation to those wishing to receive Communion at Mass after 9 o'clock. This enabled the children to drink any liquid up to an hour before receiving Communion. Father Doyle delivered an extremely interesting lecture on Communism which showed us the dangers of complete state domination and state ownership of all property. Each lecture began with an appropriate quotation. Other lectures concerned death and the necessity of preparation for it, for as he reminded us, it might come at any moment. Confessions were heard continuously throughout the days. The Retreat concluded with the Papal Blessing which Father Doyle gave us before Benediction on Friday afternoon. This blessing removed all the temporal punishment which was due to 11s because of our sins. "We emerged from the Valley of Silence, Christ's hand in ours." GABRIEIXE HILL (4th Year), Normanhurst.

NEW STATUE OF ST. JOSEPH, LORETO, BRISBANE

OUR NEW ST. JOSEPH Alter years of gazing on the conventional "St. Joseph and Child" studies, our new statue is a shock. Gone is the kindly bearded old face, and in its place is a stranger. This new St. Joseph is a young, vigorous man, busily at work. The old St. Joseph always conveyed the impression of a retired grandfather, who appeared to have nothing to do, but clasp the Divine Child affectionately in his arms, in a series of very unoriginal poses. This new St. Joseph, though, is portrayed in staik, white stone, without the traditional scenic background. It is a vivid, compelling work of art, with a hint of the East in it—an Egyptian suggestion perhaps. Whatever it is, there is an indefinable something, that lends an air of mystery and an atmosphere of calm, as it stands in its niche near our front door. W e see St. Joseph interrupted in his work. The tools of his trade, the saw, and pliers, lie beside him, where he laid them when the child appeared. On the block of wood at which h e had been labouring, the child now stands. ITis small arms are raised about his foster father's neck. There is innocence and ingenuousness in the child's posture and expression, which contrasts strongly with the crown of thorns hovering menacingly above his head.

L O R E T O

TENNIS TROPHIES FOR LORETO IN CATHOLIC SECONDARY

SCHOOLS

COMPETITIONS, SYDNEY, 1955

NORMANHURST

won

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Cup

Congratulations

again

TEAM

1956.

all.

TEAM: Megan Lewis (Captain), Christine Dempsey, Carmel Cattle, Barbara

Roche.

See P.P. 110, 111.

Top Group (B Team—Monsignor Meany Cup): E. Purcell, H. MeGowan, V. Greenaway, B. Bray.

Centre (A Team—Winners of the Cardinal's Cup): Normanhurst—C. Dempsey, M. Lewis, M. Matha (Captain), C. Cattle.

Lower Group (C Team—Father Pierse Cup): M. Ritchard, R. Barrett, P. Sherwood, H. Ritchard. Both teams from KIRRIBILLI. 2!

LORETO CONVENT, DAWSON

STREET, BALLARAT,

VIC.

MATRICULATION, LEAVING, INTERMEDIATE AND SUB-INTERMEDIATE CLASSES (Top) FRONT:

N. S h e r r i t t , S. N i c h o l s o n , E . D a v i e s , J . M c A r d l e , N. S h e e h a n , C. P r c u t , M. H y n e s , M. S a v e n i j e , P . G r a c e , D. K e o g h , M. T a f f e , M. B a r r y , B. G o o d w i n . S E C O N D R O W : A. Re, B. N a j i m , K. H a y e s , M. C a l l a g h a n , A. D a v i s o n , N. D o n n e l l y , M. R e i d y , M. M e e n y , A. S u t h e r l a n d , C. T u d d e n h a m , A. B r a d l e y , C. G r a c e , P . B r o w n . T H I R D R O W : N. L e y d e n , C. K e n n e d y , A. D a v i e s , F. M c L e o d , R. P i t t a r d , P . Q u i n l a n , E . E l l i o t t , J . K e r r i n s , P. D r e w , V . K i n c a d e , H. Salter. F O U R T H R O W : B. M a t t h e w s , M . C o o k e , L. G e m m o l a , M. B e r g i n , M. B r i s b a n e , R. H i g g i n s . A B S E N T : L. B u t l e r .

PREFECTS (Bottom Left) C. G r a c e ,

Hayes,

Davies

(Head),

Quinlan,

Brown.

A AND B TENNIS TEAMS (Bottom Right) B A C K : P . Q u i n l a n , E. D a v i e s , M. B e r g i n , P . B r o w n F R O N T : A. S u t h e r l a n d , L . G e m m o l a , N. D o n n e l l y .

(Ballarat

Junior

Champion,

Singles

and

Doubles),

Cooke.

LORETO CONVENT, DAWSON STREET, BALLARAT, VIC. FIRST AND SECOND YEAR FRONT: M. D o n o v a n , E . N o l a n , P a m W e b s t e r , C. Ridsdale, J. Ritchie, J. Findlay, A. Nester, C. Doyle, H. Bryans, Pat Webster, T. Jenkins. S E C O N D R O W : C. W e r t s , M a r i e C o o k e , A. H y n e s , F . C a l l a g h a n , D. P a d d l e , B . M i l l m a n , C. F a w c u s , M. O ' S u l l i v a n , C. R i d s dale, M. S h e e h a n . T H I R D R O W : C. S t r a c h a n , C. D u g g a n , M . B a r r y , J . U n d e r w o o d , M. Schaper, M. D o n o v a n , B. Adamsons, F. Kincade, K. Coughlan. F O U R T H R O W : M. M o r r i s o n , R. W i l s o n , M. T u p pen, U . R a i n e , B. R e i d y , V . B o g n e r , M. D a r s y . A B S E N T : C. C a l l a g h a n , M. Francens, B. Cham, J. A n d e r s o n , B. Millington, P. Callaghan, H. White, K. S t r a c h a n .

JUNIOR

SCHOOL

F R O N T R O W : M. E . E g a n . M. C a n n , J . T a y l o r , J . C o o k , C. B i r c h , M. T o r p y , C. W a r d , E . F l y n n , H. H a r m a n , T. Calvin, A. B o n g i o r n o , M. P a n a r e l l s , E . Condon, D. McDermott, M. R a t c l i f f e , M. R y a n , M. Hennessy. S E C O N D R O W : D. D ' A r c y , G. D ' A r c y , R. W i l l i a m s , C. J a m e s , D. Jackson, P. Harman, J. L y n c h , C. C a l l a h a n , M. H a l m a n s , R . O ' N e i l , M. B e d f o r d , L. M c N a m a r a , H . M u r r a y , M. Lillis, M. H u r l e y , H . S p r i n g . THIRD ROW: G. Brown, J. B r y a n t , D. M c C u l l o c k , G. C a n n , M. Kearney, M. Gurrie, A. H u l l e t , K . L o r e n s i n i , G. M u i r , C. H a y , H . B r o o k s , A. Rice, P. O'Donnell, P. Hanrahan, N. G a v i n , S. B u t l e r . (Continued

below

picture) F O U R T H R O W : S. D i c k e n s o n , S. S c h e p i s , F . B o n g i o r n o , B. S m i t h , S. S t r a c h a n , D. Halaburton, R. C r o u c h , P. C a l l a h a n , J. H a n r a h a n , G. C a r i g g , M. P o w e l l , P . W o o d f o r d , B . S c o t t , J . M a t t h e w s , M. W a r d . FIFTH ROW: M. P o r t e r , C. T o b i n , R. S c o t t , C. B e e c h a m , T . C a n n , D. P e l l , B . Schepis, B. O ' L o u g h l i n , M. Pitzen, P. B o n g i o r n o , M. W e b s t e r , D. G a l l a g h e r . ABSENT: B. D u f f y , M. McNamara, P. T o b i n , D. N a j i m , C. M o r r i s o n , C. P r u n t y , A. R u s s o , M. S t a h l .

GRADES VI, V, IV and III F R O N T : M . N i c h o l l s , C. H o g a n , M. P i t t a r d , M. C o o p e r , J . D i a m o n d , D. G e m m o l a , J. Morrison, E. Cooke, J. Braybrook, R. Barry, M. Bongiorno. S E C O N D R O W : R. A d a m s o n s , S. H o w a r d , L. H a y , M. S c o t t , S. O ' N e i l l , I. U p m a l i s , G. Halmans, C. Ruyg, D. Dobie, S. Upmalis. T H I R D R O W : M. D i a m o n d , G. B r o o k s , S. M o r r i s , A. T o b i n , C. E v a n s , J. W a l s c h o t s , J . O ' L o u g h l i n , G. L o r e n s i n i , M. M. F l y n n . FOURTH R O W : D. S k i n n e r , M. Q u i n l a n , H . P i t t a r d , D. T a y l o r , P. N a j i m , B. P o r t e r , M. H e a l y , R. B i r c h . F I F T H R O W : M. D u f f y , P. Cook, L. R a i n e , F. Cook, G. W a r d , S. N i c h o l l s , M. H u g h e s . A B S E N T : O. Michelini, J. B r y a n t . E. Kennedy.

This Australia

TOP

RIGHT:

TOP

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University A Street

quadrangle. Darlinghurst.

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National

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Gallery.

L O R E T O -

ST. MARY'S CATHEDRAL, SYDNEY The first Catholic priest to arrive in Australia was Father Therry in 1820. He immediately set out to build a church for the Australian Catholics. It was due to his untiring efforts that Governor Maequarie finally granted a site for a Catholic Church— a rubbish tip on the east side of Hyde Park!41' T h e following year, the foundation stone of the first St. Mary's Cathedral was laid. The Cathedral was officially opened by Bishop Polding in 1835. through the extraordinary zeal of Father Therry. In 1865, the year after the death of this valiant priest, St. Mary's was destroyed by fire. The courage of the Catholics was not weakened by this calamity, for the very next day, an immediate response was given to the appeal of Archbishop Polding for a new Cathedral, and on even a grander scale. In 1868 he laid the foundation stone of our present Cathedral. It was completed by Archbishop Folding's successors—Cardinal Moran and Archbishop Kelly. In 1928. the Cathedral was opened, the ceremony coinciding with the 29th International Eucharistic Congress. The formal opening of the doors was performed by Cardinal Ceretti. As we enter through the deeply recessed doorways we see the beautiful stone vaulted aisles separated by clustered columns and arches leading to the High Altar. Behind the altar we are struck by tiie huge traceried window copied from Lincoln Cathedral. St. Mary's, which has now the title of a Basilica, is a splendid specimen of architectural beauty, belonging to the Decorated Gothic style. Its unsurpassed beauty in Australia has aroused the interest of many overseas visitors. MARGARET O'KEEFFE (4th Yr.), Normanhurst. *Now, the finest position in Sydney!

OLD STREETS

street which is rich in Catholic tradition; it is Bourke Street, named after Governor Bourke. It was there in a gracious home called Auburn that St. \loysius" College was f o u n d e d ; after a few years it was taken over by the Sacred Heart Nuns for a school which eventually moved to Kincoppal. Finally the building was taken by Mrs. Gertrude Abbot where she founded St. Margaret's Maternity Hospital, unique of its kind in the Southern Hemisphere. Major Thomas Mitchell, surveyor and explorer, planned a new street, but before work began on it he set out on his first expedition inland. When he returned eight months later he found that his orders had been disobeyed and that the road ran up a boggy sandhill, which he had been trying to avoid by making a large detour with an easier grade. As a consequence of another man's stupidity, Sydney has suffered for over a hundred years the inconvenience of a steeply graded street and a bottleneck to traffic leading up to Kings Cross. Barker Glen was once known for its windmills, used for drawing water. It is thought that the name, Woolloomooloo, is the aboriginals' interpretation of Windmill. It is also interesting to note that just above Tailor Square are the convict-hewn sandstone blocks of the East Sydney Technical College, now set in the thriving heart of Darlinghurst. It was originally constructed as a jail in what was bushland over a hundred years ago. Behind the walls where they once hung people art is now taught. Outside, the roads that were once sandy bush tracks are paved with bitumen. ELIZABETH TOOHEY (4th Yr ), Normanhurst.

THE UNIVERSITY QUADRANGLE The University of Sydney, founded in 1850, occupies a commanding position in the centre of a domain of about one hundred and fifty acres, and embraces the ten faculties of arts, law, medicine, science, engineering, dentistry, veterinary science, agriculture, economics and architecture. Of its many buildings, perhaps the most impressive is the main building, one of the best examples in Sydney of the early Tudor style. It is built round a grass quadrangle cut into four by the intersection of two narrow paths. These two paths are, however, only for use by the University Staff. Students use another path which borders the quadrangle, and this path leads off to the different rooms. These include lecture rooms, the Fisher library, in which all books of reference are to be found, the University Post Office, and the General University Office, where fees are paid. At the western end of the quadrangle is the Great Hall, a magnificent example of late Gothic architecture. Here examinations are held and degrees conferred.

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Darlinghurst's old winding streets now carry the traffic of the most densely populated area in Australia, and are part of our living heritage. They are streets of strange contrasts: centurv-old sandstone houses, their glory now faded, are jostled by noisy milk-bars and lit by flashing neon signs. To hear about these old streets I went to see the Sydney historian, Dr. Isadore Brodsky, and with his aid I stripped old Darlinghurst of a hundred years. From John O'Brien's book, On Darlinghnrst Hill, I learnt how these streets also played an important part in the history of our Church. It is hard for us to realize that Oxford Street, now flanked on either side by shops that seem to have perpetual bargain sales, was once a winding bush track along which men galloped to see if the sailing ships from England had arrived. That is shown by its original name, South Head Road. Flinders Street, which branches off Oxford Street, leading towards the Showground, was once the main road to Botany; hence the old name of Totally Street. Also lea ling from Tailor Square is a

You can see then how life in the main building of the University centres on the quadrangle, a portion of which Jail has so charmingly sketched. Normanhurst.

For pictures see opposite page.

JUDITH PARTRIDGE, 4th Yr.

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noise for the C.S.LR.O. H e e x p e c t e d to walk once a fortnight twenty-three miles over m o u n t a i n o u s country to Hurd Point where the radiometer would be set u p ; his business was to see that it was kept working properly. And that is how it has worked out, t h o u g h the letter of June, 1956, reports "To m a k e greatest use of Hurd Point e q u i p m e n t we are endeavouring to man the outpost continuously." T w i c e a month two men make the two-day trip as a relieving party. T h e r e is no danger in the bike, but m u c h unpleasantness, as rain falls approximately 330 days a year. T h e men generally arrive there wet through, as f u l l y waterproof clothing makes walking arduous, and biting winds reach a strength that makes progress impossible, except on the i n h o s p i t a b l e coast. T h e w i l d l i f e in the area is prolific. Next door are at least 600,000 Royal p e n g u i n s ; the beach is covered with elephant seals and Gentoo penguins, and within easy walking is the colourful King penguins rookery. Most rocky outcrops are occupied by small, pugnacious rockh o p p e r penguins. T h e plateau above has several nesting colonies of Giant petrels, shearwaters and three species of albatross. D e s p i t e the rigours of the trip to and from, a tour of duty at Hurd Point is most interesting and a rest from the more m o n o t o n o u s routine of Main Base. (So, good luck, R i c h a r d — R i c h i e to his f a m i l y , Dick to bis c o l l e a g u e s ! ) T h e first report, dated 1 / 1 / 5 6 , states that "the m e n have b e c o m e so acclimatized that they wear less clothes than they w o u l d normally in a Melbourne winter." T h e temperature was at that time steady at 45°, d r o p p i n g below 40° at night. T h e y have all been impressed by the lack of darkness. Even at m i d n i g h t the sky is brilliantly lit by the sun's reflection in the sky. A Russian ship called in a few m o n t h s ago, and the captain kindly took a bundle of the Australians' letters w h i c h he later posted in New Zealand. T h e visit made a pleasant break for them. T h e Russians expressed admiration for the versatility of the Australians w h o attended cheerfully and skilfully to jobs right away f r o m their specialized training. T h e cow had calved, and the radio operator was teaching her "milking manners"! A specially constructed sheep fold for k e e p i n g the sheep during the winter was also built; and the m e n were looking forward to the birth of the first l a m b s on the island—thus ensuring fresh meat for the future.

Richard Dowden, B.Sc. (Syd.), on the KISTA DAN before leaving Melbourne W h e n the thirty-five men (scientists, engineers and weather experts) left Melbourne on the Kista Dan on the 7th December, 1955, their home-folk and friends had to resign themselves to a parting that was to last a year. Naturally, the post is not regular, but through the office of the Department of External Affairs in Melbourne, m o n t h l y reports are typed and circulated a m o n g the next of kin. There have also been cleverly m a n i p u l a t e d radio-telephone conversations on wireless transmitters. Richard D o w d e n , B.Sc., is ionospheric recorder. Other Sydney m e n in the party are: Dr. R. H u g h e s (medical officer), Mr. K. D. Cole (aurora p h y s i c i s t ) , Mr. J. M. Scott (radio o p e r a t o r ) , Mr. H. L. Price (diesel e n g i n e e r ) , Mr B. G. Cook ( g e o p h y s i c i s t ) . Before going, Richard told his sister that he would be taking a radiometer with h i m to measure cosmic

M. (a friend of the Dowden Family), Sydney.

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PORTLAND HARBOUR "Looking from our window Towards the bay at night. Our attention was attracted By a flickering harbour-light." In daylight we saw that this light marked the end of the incomplete breakwater, which is a main part of the new harbour now in process of construction. There have been many earlier attempts to develop Portland as a port; but all have failed. The citizens, in the early years, applied for permission to have the surrounding districts made into a separate state called "Prince Land." but this request was not granted. It was hoped, too, that Portland, the first settlement in Victoria, would be made capital, instead of Melbourne. This hope was frustrated; and Portland gained the name of "Sleepy Hollow." This year we planned a tour of the harbour works. First we went by bus to the Harbour Trust Office where we were shown a working model of the future harbour. In this model, waves were produced equivalent to thirteen and a half feet, and showed how, by the erection of the two breakwaters, the harbour would be made comparatively calm. We learned also that the main breakwater will be 4,200' in length and 260" at the base. This construction will be covered with concrete five feet in depth. The lee breakwater will be 3,800" long and 170'wide at the base, Within the harbour there will be a turning circle, 1,500" in diameter and 40" in depth. From the office we drove five miles along the coast on the newly made road, to the Cape Grant Quarry. Here basalt and limestone are obtained for the building of the new breakwaters and railway. At the Quarry we saw a scoop loading two specially powered trucks called Euclids, which carry stones up to eight tons in weight, to the breakwaters. On the return journey we were shown the site of the new railway, which will link North Portland Station with the wharves. Five miles of track will be needed, as it takes a route to the west of the town. Six hundred acres of land have already been purchased at South Portland for factory sites, which will be linked to the wharves by road, rail and canal. Wattle Creek will be dredged to form a canal 15" wide, 7' in depth, with a clearance of 15* under the bridges. Barges will be loaded at the wharves and the cargo will be deposited at the factories. We were then driven back to Batterv Point and

were shown where wharves and berths would be situated in future years. Eight ships will be berthed at the wharves, near the main breakwater; and, at the lee breakwater, berths for two tankers will be connected by pipe lines to the oil storages. The fifty year old pier will be used for tankers until the lee breakwater is completed. Only then will this old pier be demolished. The development of this port is most important because Portland is the only natural deep sea port, between Adelaide and Melbourne. This huge project will cost approximately £12 million, but it will be a great saving to the people of the hinterland, which stretches from Bordertown in South Australia, east to Camperdown and north to Mildura. Portland receives no heavy seas from the SouthWest, because the 30* waves of the Southern Ocean are reduced to less than 13* as they turn into Portland Bay. The land mass of Tasmania slows down seas coming from the South-East to eighteen miles per hour. In answer to our questions about siltation, our guide told us of an experiment carried out by the C.S.LR.O. which proved that the 600' entrance into the harbour would not collect silt. The C.S.LR.O. dropped a large quantity of sand containing minerals not found at Portland, near Bridgewater. Some of the sand drifted towards Adelaide; but most was found near Codrington and very little was detected in Portland Bay. By 1959 the first stage of construction (that is, two breakwaters, the railway and dredging to 36' in I lie turning circle) will be completed. In twentyfive to thirty years the completed part will cater for double the present population of this area, and by then there will be not one but many flickering harbour lights. NOLA UEBERGANG (16), MARLENE KEMPTON (16), Loreto Convent, Portland.

THE DARTMOOR PINE MILLS Dartmoor is a small country town about forty miles from Portland. It is quite near the South Australian border. In the district are several pine plantations. Young plants are raised al a nursery where a windbreak of waste pine protects the seedlings. When the trees are twenty-five years old, they are felled and carted by truck to the tallying office. Here they are measured and sent to whichever mill needs the logs. At the side of the mill they are un-

loaded on to the skids. The henchmen saw them into flitches—that is, squared logs. T h e y are then stacked in piles, fourteen flitches across and nine high, and left to dry for about six months. When they are perfectly dry, they are taken to one of the bigger mills. Here they are sawn and made into tongue and groove flooring boards. HELEN CLARKE (13), Loreto Convent, Portland. 27

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DOCUMENTARY Dreams of the past, a century's In faded signatures remain History's pages remote and cold Fail to enliven the men of old.

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and he was shortly j o i n e d by three of his brothers — t h e year was 1834. Gradually squatters were f o l l o w i n g the routes of the explorers, Oxley and Cunningham, away f r o m the police supervision of the N i n e t e e n Counties, but the H e n t y s had a whaling industry organized, their land under cultivation and stock fattening at Portland long before the authorities in Sydney were aware that a rood of land south of the Murray had been settled. T h e discovery of their presence was due to Major T h o m a s Mitchell, who, during the final lap of his journey in "Australia F e l i x " encountered the Hentys at Portland B a y in 1836. This report caused great consternation in Sydney, and when, four years later the population of the Port P h i l l i p District rose to such an extent as to warrant the a p p o i n t m e n t of Charles Joseph Latrobe as Lieutenant-Governor, the H e n t y lands were threatened with sale. T h e y were finally allowed to buy their land but it is not difficult to imagine the panic that preceded the fatal decision. Anxious letters passed f r o m Portland to Bourke, and William H e n t y even m a d e the voyage to England to lay the family's claims before Parliament. T h e y were finally allowed to buy two hundred and forty acres altogether. Some time later, the growing population m a d e it necessary to appoint Edward, Stephen and Francis H e n t y , Justices of the Peace. T h e i r signatures appear on a summons—a man charged with assault. As well as receiving a goal sentence he also had to p a y costs, which amounted to the price of his fare f r o m Portland to Melbourne prison! All this occurred a hundred and eight years ago.

What deemed those men of legal might When sealing duty's call a-right That o'er a h u n d r e d years f r o m then Their lives and work should live again? A f e w days ago, I h a p p e n e d to be looking through some old documents, bearing several historic signatures, the most well-known of w h i c h were those of Stephen Edward, and Francis Henty, and Charles Joseph Latrobe. W h i l e trying to d e c i p h e r the faded ink on the yellow paper, bearing reports of the withdrawal of the convicts, and of h o w a certain labourer was confined in gaol on bread and water for t w e n t y f o u r hours for "failing to work in a diligent manner," I could not h e l p wondering if the next h u n d r e d years would herald as m u c h progress as the last century had done. It was difficult to believe that these papers, dated 1848, were written w h e n Victoria was still N e w South Wales, and the settlement in "Australia F e l i x " was but fourteen years old. A century fell away and Portland Bay appeared as it was before the arrival of the Hentys. T h e long irregular line of breakers, hurled themselves unchecked on the south eastern coast of New South Wales. T h e sails of a Tasmanian bound vessel showed above the speckled sparkling sea, and d i p p e d and vanished on the horizon. Little guessed the few dusky inhabitants w h o watched "Thistle" vanish that the information she carried was soon to end the peace and freedom of that ocean, and the mystic dark land beyond.

As I look out the w i n d o w on the serrated skyline of Melbourne, and realize that there is not one part of Victoria to-day that is not linked by road, rail or air and look at the improvements in Legislation that have taken place in the last hundred years, the truth of Lawson's words is p r o v e d — "The flaunting flag of Progress is in the West unfurled A n d the m i g h t y bush with iron rails, is tethered to the world."

Edward H e n t y was returning to Hobart — the bearer of news that the rich volcanic district of Portland Bay was capable of supporting him and his six brothers, w h o had, for the last seven years, unsuccessfully tried to wring a living out of arid country on the Swan and a small holding near Hobart (far flung were the H e n t y ' s ) . Edward returned i m m e d i a t e l y with stock and farm i m p l e m e n t s

THE LAUGHING

PATRICIA O'CONNOR (Matriculation), Toorak.

KINGFISHER

A BUSH CAMEO

In laughing pairs of b r o w n and white, They can be heard at dawn or night High up in the gum trees. They're a delightful tease! Their laughing notes are all around Mocking us upon the ground, As they sit and scan the land An eager, watchful, h u n g r y band, And when their food comes into sight Down they swoop, and have a bite. LORN A PITT (12), Toorak.

In the still morning light Hear the k o o k a b u r r a s laugh From morning till night. How the gay parrots chatter, In the red gum's height; While in the blue sky, 'Gainst clouds soft and white The wild ducks wheel and cry. KATHLEEN

CORDY

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SHEEP SHEARING There was m o v e m e n t at the station, A n d the word h a d passed around, There were twenty-seven woollies to be shorn.

and Frank k i n d l y brought d o w n from the house scalding hot black tea and enough brownie to feed an army. When T o m was 011 his third sheep after smokeoh, he suggested that his "puller outer" might like to have a shear. T h e said puller-outer ( m e ) was rather flabbergasted and e x c l a i m e d that she would not be able to m a n a g e by herself.

We returned f r o m a light-hearted trip around the run to find Peter, looking somewhat glum, sitting on his motor-bike in the garage. T o m said to me as we pulled u p : "'Something's wrong." So it was. Pete lost no t i m e telling us that h e had gathered together in all twenty-seven sheep that had missed the mustering for shearing. Gloom. Next morning we rigged up the truck with the sheep crate and after lunch sallied forth to pick up the woolly vagrants. Here let m e halt for a m o m e n t and introduce the m e m b e r s of the cast. Tom Taylor is the manager of our sheep station in the North-West of South Australia and Mr. Taylor is his father. Peter Trusson is a boundary rider and Yvonne is his wife. Frank and Mrs. Trace, boundarv-rider and his wife, who live at the wool-shed. Bill is my brother and Pam is a cousin of ours. A few words with Y v o n n e , after loading the sheep, and we set off for the shearing shed. Having unloaded them we bustled our twenty-seven sheep into the shed ( w h i c h can easily hold eight hundred odd ) and into one of the catching pens. T o m started the huge "Lister" diesel w h i c h drives the nine stands in commission in the shed, and we were ready to start our shearing. Mr. Taylor l a u g h i n g l y rang the bell and set the clock for the beginning of the first run. T o m swung into action on the s h e e p that I had pulled out on to the board. Pain and I had a lesson on how to roll up, spread, piece and class a fleece; then returned to the board, to watch T o m "unfleacing" the second sheep. After a w h i l e P a m decided it wasn't shearing; it was vivisection. ( T o m is not a professional shearer.) After two sheep we realized that it was afternoon-tea time, so we gathered about the board for smoke-oh in true shearing-team style. Mrs. Trace

We waited till he got onto the second side, just below the sheep's f o r e l e g ; then it was the "Moment of Peril" for the sheep. T o m stopped the hand piece and h e l p e d me get myself and the s h e e p into the correct positions. T h e sheep was "sitting" on the board, my right leg supported its back, my l e f t leg was placed in front of its forelegs to k e e p them in control, while its head was tucked away b e h i n d me, and between my knees. This kept the skin tight where I was shearing to e l i m i n a t e cuts. T o m then restarted the hand-piece and told m e to hold it for a m o m e n t to get the "feel" of it. It was a peculiar sensation, the hand-piece seemed to want to run away all the time. I started off very slowly at first, and the result was comparable to the efforts of an inexperienced barber. As 1 progressed down the poor wether's side my effort grew better because 1 speeded up a bit. T h e n , just as 1 was going nicely, horror of all horrors, his hind leg l o o m e d up before me. With assistance in change of position from Tom, and plenty of advice from Mr. Taylor, Bill and Frank, I started 011 the leg, having so placed a weighty hand, that the leg was stretched out rigidly. Everything went well till I arrived at the point of the sheep's hock. Then, being afraid of taking off the w h o l e point as I went, and so m a i m i n g the animal for life, I relinquished my task to Torn. We had to stop soon after, to go h o m e , leaving the rest of the sheep for the next day. I returned rich in experience and with a sore back. I am not sure if the shearers are not right, after all. in asking for m o r e money. T h e y earn whatever they can get, and more. GENEVIEVE PICK (16), Marryatville.

GENTLEMAN OF THE ROAD From the boundary of one town on to the next, O'er the dust tracks and paddocks and stiles; He r e m e m b e r s a house with a small, whitewashed fence, Where the wheat ripened gold in the husk, Before he grew restless and picked up his swag, To walk towards the hills in the dusk. ELIZABETH PRENDERGAST ( S u b - J u n i o r ) , Claremont.

When the old bush swaggie sits down to rest On a log just begun to decay, And t h r o w s down his swag and his black billy can, And prepares for the close of the day, It is then he recalls the last town he passed, Its main road a worn track of dirt, He re-views the people who wandered along, And dogs near their kennels, alert; All the clean, painted houses, with gardens so neat, And small, whitewashed fences and gates; The black, cheeky wagtails, who whistled about, Grey doves who cooed for their mates.

D O N A T I O N S TO T H E M A G A Z I N E We are grateful to Mrs. O'Doherty, Senr. (of M e l b o u r n e ) , and to R. J. H i c k e y , Esq.. and S. P. Ahearn, Esq. (both of S y d n e y ) each of w h o m donated three guineas.

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LIFE ON A CATTLE STATION It is very interesting living on a cattle station; although we have m u c h work and worry, there is also a lot of fun and adventure. As the sun is going down in Derby the sky is a lovely mass of colours, and then there is darkness, except when there is a f u l l moon when we have a moonlight night. In the m o r n i n g when the sun is just c o m i n g up, we are all ready for a really good and exciting day. Sometimes we are so excited and energetic that we can hardly have our breakfast. At last we are off like the wind to saddle u p our horses. My horse is called B l a c k - j a c k ; he is a bad tempered horse, because he never wants to work when he is f e e d i n g ! In five minutes we are all saddled up, and the natives and myself are readySoon we are in the midst of a m o b of cattle; sometimes we have to go quite a distance for them. Often we find a good muster in the scrub country, where a lot of scrub bulls are, and sometimes we are chased by t h e m . T h e y can be very dangerous. Once one tore a horse's side and he had to be shot. At last we reach one of the stockyards called Nillibublica. W e start the branding w h i c h takes about two or three hours for a m o b of about 100 or 200 cattle. W e put a brand on the beast's rump, an earmark, and a n u m b e r on its face. This year we put the sumber 6 on it.

We send our cattle to Perth, Broome, P h i l i p p i n e Islands and down the coast of Western Australia. At the homestead the natives have corroborees. T h e y are very amusing. Often I join in the singing and dancing. T h e natives also have ceremonies. One of them is making a boy into a man. N o f e m a l e is allowed to k n o w anything about that c e r e m o n y ; so I can t tell y o u about it. W e go kangaroo hunting. T h e kangaroos are awful pests, but I think the white ants, cut worms and the mosquitoes are the worst. W e also go coongerberrying, and we eat the bush food as the natives do. Some of the food is bardies, leaves, berries, crocodile eggs, goanna tail and non-poisonous snakes. I think goanna tail is better than poultry. T h e y all make a very e n j o y a b l e meal. W h e n we have finished our meal we are almost dead with sleep, so we go off to bed and listen to the dingoes howling, the wild cats fighting and the possums j u m p i n g on the roof. As we look out of the verandah windows, we can see some of the natives' fires outside their camps. T h e y are on nearly all the night, and when they go out the station is in c o m p l e t e darkness. TESSA HUGHES (Form II), Claremont.

EL SHARANA T h e next day my father took us out to the m i n e itself w h i c h is about three miles from the camp. We saw the biggest piece of pitchblend in the world, w e i g h i n g a ton and worth seven thousand five hundred pounds. (It is for the atom b o m b ! ) W e also saw the uranium and several other valuable minerals. T h e m i n e has mined over 100,000 p o u n d s worth of uranium and p i t c h b l e n d since it was started a year and a half ago.

During the holidays my mother and I visited the uranium mine, "El Sharana" (named after the three daughters of one of the prospectors w h o discovered the mine, Ellen, Sharon and D i a n a ) . As the m i n e is over 200 miles out of Darwin, we flew out in one of the company's planes and were met by my twin brothers w h o had already been there a week. My father had gone out to a n e i g h b o u r i n g mine, "Northern Hercules," and so was unable to meet us. We drove out slowly, for the thirteen-mile road was very rough; we crossed the Aligator River three times. Only a land-rover could have m a d e it. In the wet season when the river is flooding, the "Flying F o x " is used. This is like a small cable car that moves on wires above the river. We arrived at the c a m p just in time for tea; the meals were cooked by a Polish cook and were very good; we had our meals after the men. After tea they had the w e e k l y picture. In the m i d d l e of the film a boy let out a yell, and raced after a snake which had crept u p to him.

On the third and last day of our visit we went to see the man w h o grows all the vegetables for the miners. He has about three quarters of an acre and grows marrows, tomatoes, p u m p k i n s , potatoes, peas and snake beans. (Snake beans are very long and grow overnight.) Flying back to Darwin with a deadly poisonous snake (dead) in a bottle, and a 12 foot snake skin, we all agreed that it had been a w o n d e r f u l h o l i d a y ! CATHERINE JONES (Form III), Claremont.

GWALIA GOLD of canvas, and the ore separates from the gold. W h e n all the gold is gathered together, it is put in big stonepots which resist the fire of the furnace. The melted gold is poured into moulds, then into water, and it comes out with the trade mark on it. Every fortnight w h e n two or three bars are ready, they are sent to the Bank. There are two hundred and fifty men working on this m i n e , and three different shifts go on every day. JOAN BARDEN (Form III), Claremont.

In my h o m e town of Gwalia, the main activity is gold-mining. T h i s town is over a hundred miles North of the Golden Mile, one of the greatest gold mines in the world. T h e men go underground in skips (about thirty men at a t i m e ) . All underground is lit up with electricity. T h e m e n drill the rock with powerful electrically driven drills, and the ore is taken to the surface by means of mechanical skips. T h e ore goes through several tanks of solution after being finelv crushed; then it is put into pads 30

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SENIOR DIVISION (Top) F O U R T H R O W : B. C u n n i n g h a m , C. U e b e r g a n g , F. T o y e , H . U e b e r g a n g , B. Lovell, L. M o s i n g , N . U e b e r g a n g , M. C u m m i n s , A. C a r r o l l , J. Knight. T H I R D R O W : G. L a m b , K. P e t e r s , N. H u d s o n , B. B a x t e r , M. H o l m e s , E . M a n n e s , N. H o l m e s , M. W a l s h , S. G r e e n e , G. G o m l a y , J . F i t z g e r a l d . S E C O N D R O W : M. N a n s e n , J. C a n n o n , D. P r e e c e , J . L y o n s , L. H e n n e s s e y , M. K e m p t o n , G. P u r c e l l , D. L y o n s , K. C o r d y , C. F a h e y , C. McH ugh. F R O N T R O W : M. O ' H a l l o r a n , L. D y s o n , M. B o y e r , K. C l i f f o r d , H . C l a r k e , A. M. O ' B r i e n , W . W i l s o n , K. W a l s h . A B S E N T : M. C a r r , H . B r e e n .

JUNIOR DIVISION (Bottom) F O U R T H R O W : J . A l l w o o d , P. F e n t o n , T . B e n n e t t , A. M a l i n g , C. O l i v e r , M. B r o d e r i c k , E. M c C a b e , E . B r o d e r i c k , D . F r e d e r i c k s , S. B l a k e , C. K e a r n e y . T H I R D R O W : J . O ' B o r n , J . L o f t u s , M. K i n g , J . W o o l c o c k , J . K e a r n e y , J. D e a n e , A. G a r d e n , S. G a l v i n , M. M c C a b e , V Fredericks, T. Bostock. S E C O N D R O W : A. S u t t o n , M. T i e r n e y , J . C o n d o n , J . P r e e c e , H . M c N a i r , L. P a r k e r , M. S t e w a r t , M. H a d i n i c h , M Bennett F R O N T R O W : S. N a s h , L. M u l c h a h y , M. H a l l a m . A B S E N T : G. S u t t o n , L. D e a n e . G. P r i c e .

L O R E T O

S p r i n g s of

Happiness

THE FAITH OF MY FATHERS My conversion to the Catholic Church seven years ago was more an overflow of grace to an obstinate Protestant than the result of any intellectual seeking 011 m y part. T h e old Catholic Amvot f a m i l y to w h i c h I belong fled from France during the Revolution. T h e y settled in Germany where mixed marriages with Lutherans set in train a situation w h i c h gathered m o m e n t u m away from the Church into various Protestant denominations. T h e family returned to France later; but their estates being lost they e q u i p p e d a fleet of merchantmen and engaged in the spice trade, rounding the Cabo Spes Bona 011 their way to the East and again on the h o m e w a r d bound voyage. A delicate son, Etienne Andre A m y o t , was left on one of these trips to recover from bronchial trouble in the sunshine of the Cape Peninsula. T h i s was my great grandfather w h o remained to settle in Simonstown, building up his estate with the labour of Malay slaves. T h e M o h a m m e d a n descendants of these slaves remained w i t h the m e m b e r s of his f a m i l y until m y generation. Because of our M o h a m m e d a n servants our childhood was h e d g e d round with superstitions that have associations for me to this day. Reaction is swift w h e n I see crossed table-knives, a squint-eyed person in the street, a black cat crosses m y path or froth forms on my cup of coffee. In hundreds of instances I hear again the laughter of Fatima or A h w o o n a h and see their h a p p y black faces as they warn me of this evil or predict that good, or beg m e to look over their left shoulders at my long-dead grandmother now apparently playing w i t h a baby brother. These superstitions wove a background to the tapestry of good f e l l o w s h i p that was my Protestant faith. How well I r e m e m b e r the introduction of coloured vestments by a new Dean of the Cathedral in Cape Town, and the shocked m u r m u r of his congregation which, however, soon accepted the bright colours with very little idea of their significance. Occasionally I would ponder on the Catholic past and wonder at the breakaway. Was not the scholarly Jacques A m y o t the B i s h o p of Auxerre, poor boy though he had been? And yet the new order had caused Etienne Andre's brother to call himself William and to settle in Protestant England. There he concerned himself with antiquarian interests, not the least being the acquisition of Shakespeare's h o m e for the nation. T h e Sunday services in St. George's Cathedral, Cape T o w n , were regularly attended by my father and his large f a m i l y ; and, always, I was struck by that article of the Creed: "And I believe one Catholick and Apostolick Church." Did I really? And if so w h y were we not Catholics? I appealed to the sub-Dean during preparation classes for Con-

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Urination; later, to the Precentor; later still to the vicars of various churches I attended. All gave m e the same vague replies; they held my questioning as f o o l i s h : I could find all I n e e d e d to k n o w in the Book of C o m m o n Prayer. An occasional p a m p h l e t , however, mostly warning the reader against " R o m a n " influences, would be pressed into m y hand. it is strange that I took 110 steps in this matter. I think my intensely anti-Catholic surroundings dismissed any such ideas. Indifference carried me along; but, ten years after my marriage at Oxford by my husband's old rowing coach, the Anglican B i s h o p in Jerusalem, my c o m p l a c e n c e was rudely shaken. My husband, who had always instinctively believed in the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, was received into the Catholic Church. "Why," 1 asked, to the a c c o m p a n y i n g lamentations of friends and relatives, "Why the Roman C h u r c h ? " Where lay the difference between m y c o m m u n i o n service and the Mass? T h e seven war-years in Somerset plunged m e into deeper bewilderment, and I was obstinately bored by any discussions my husband would hold during his periods of leave from the Army. But I acceded to his wish that our son be sent to A m p l e forth in Yorkshire, and a daughter to the H o l y Child Convent in Sussex. T h e B e n e d i c t i n e monks and their gracious hospitality and effortless discipline prepossessed m e

L O R E T Ogreatly as did the nuns at Mayfield where, in the exquisite stone chapel where St. Dunstan once offered up the H o l y Sacrifice, 1 gazed upon beauty and peace. T h e n , I think, the good God in His Infinite Wisdom lost patience with an obstinate child. By taking my seven-year-old twins to Sunday Mass—for 1 would entrust them to no one else—I was m a d e to see from the first visit that here was the Reality 1 had so longed for, here the Beauty St. Augustine sought and f o u n d : the healing Calvary in the Sacrifice of the Mass actually f o u n d e d by our Divine Lord Himself on that first Holy Thursday before His great triumph of the Cross. I needed sorely the authority of the teaching Church, and soon I was receiving instruction from our parish priest; his intoning of the Te Deuni at

m y reception on H o l y Thursday, 1949, has remained a song of thanksgiving in m y heart and soul ever since. I knew the shabby little tin c h a p e l at Andover, not far from the architecturally glorious, but spiritually e m p t y , cathedrals of Salisbury and Winchester—knew it was filled with the H o l y Spirit as is every Catholic church. What could I care now for the loss of w o r l d l y friends and Protestant relatives? T h e Catholic world I now live in grows ever more fascinating as I study it more deeply. My education has only just begun. I have returned to the Faith of m y Fathers. VERA NATHAN, Sydney. 21st May, 1956.

TO ST. JOSEPH WITH THE CHRIST CHILD

WALTER DE LA MARE I have just heard that Walter De La Mare is dead. H e was eighty-three. T h i s grand old man was one of the greatest lyric poets of our age. He left b e h i n d h i m a legacy of verse, w h i c h , with its u n i q u e s i m p l i c i t y and its alluring fragments of delicate wonderland, is hard to equal.

Adoration, love and reverence — All depicted in your kiss! You, the creature, d a r e bestow it; O w h a t joy can equal this! You can feel His a r m s about you, Feel the w a r m t h of His dear breath, Feel the beating of His Child's Heart That will love to very death.

In his verse Walter D e La Mare led m e to see the beauty after which h e strove—or rather, the beauty which he achieved; for o n e never feels any effort in his poetry. One feels instead the utter simplicity of a child, coupled with the style of a true poet. H e is sincere in his i d e a l s ; elusive in his fantasies. Walter De La Mare m a y not be as great as the masters of English verse, but he has a quality sadly lacking in m a n y of t h e m — a n h o n e s t l y Christian outlook.

How He loves you! Calls you, Father! Trusts with secrets whispered low! What your joys, and w h a t your sorrows! None but He and you can know. M. D., Normanhurst. *Verses inspired by the lovely statue carved in wood, presented by Mr. and Mrs. L. Keating (parents of Angela and Catherine) to the chapel at Normanhurst.

T h e p o e m s of D e La Mare are little gems, not great or brilliant, but small and pure and b e a u t i f u l —

THE SHEPHERDESS By Alice Meynell

U p o n this l e a f y bush With thorns and roses in it, Flutters a thing of light, A twittering linnet; And all the t h r o b b i n g world Of dew and sun and air By this small parcel of l i f e Is made m o r e fair.

"She walks—the lady of m y d e l i g h t — A shepherdess of sheep." When we read these lines we at once picture in our minds a shepherdess m i n d i n g a flock of p l a y f u l lambs and sheep in a green meadow. P e r h a p s we think of Lucia of Fatima or Genevieve of Paris. But it is not this kind of shepherdess of w h i c h the poet writes for, as we read in the next line "her flocks are thoughts" and it is over them that she keeps watch, seeing that they are ever pure, charitable and good. She gives her m i n d m u c h food for thought by reading good books and studying God's plants and little animals; even her dreams are only of fine and noble things. Her thoughts are gay and bright, and she never thinks anything wrong or unkind for "she has her soul to keep." It seems to me as if this shepherdess could be Our Lady who ever kept her soul pure and free from sin. WENDY WILSON (12), Loreto Convent, Portland.

H e conceived beautiful thoughts and put them down w i t h the s i m p l i c i t y of a child, the honesty of a child, the eloquence of a child. H e is the average man's poet. His are not the brilliant or vivid ideas born of a confused genius. T h e y are the peaceful, soothing ideas of a trusting man. I am glad I have c o m e to like W a l t e r De La Mare, for his poetry has a delicacy I had not known. W h e n music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovely things even lovelier grow; When music sounds, out of the water rise Naiads whose beauty dims mv waking eyes . . . MAUREEN BUTLER (Leaving Class), Claremont.

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FILMS IN THE BETTER WORLD technicolour and stereophonic sound now enable us to see in their full beauty places 011 the other side of the globe. It is small wonder then that films make such a tremendous impact on our minds. One very rarely sees an ideal film. U n f o r t u n a t e l y it seems that film distributors shudder at anything faintly intellectual, and send it oil' to some secondrate theatre in the suburbs, the best theatres being reserved for the "ham and legs." T h e presentation of religious films requires great tact and discretion so as not to offend and profane what men hold sacred. There is always grave danger of artificiality and affectation, and few religious films receive the stamp of "experience lived." In almost all films evil is presented in some form. T h i s is right when it gives better understanding of life and of the strengthening of j u d g m e n t and action. It is wrong w h e n presented for its own sake, described in corrupting way fi , approved or shown to those incapable of controlling it. If used in the way God meant them to be used films would be things of true value and beauty, and an important factor in the H o l y Father's campaign for a holier and better world.

Thirty million p e o p l e ! Yes, it is a fact, that over 30,000,000 p e o p l e attend the cinema every day— 30,000,000 p e o p l e brought under the influence of one of the most p o w e r f u l agents for good or evil existing in the world to-dav! This gives one some slight idea of the grave responsibility on the shoulders of producers and directors to present to m o t i o n picture audiences a film of true worth and value. And what is a film of true worth and value? To answer that let us quiz ourselves on some film we have seen. Did it strengthen the sense of the natural dignity of man? Did it tell man that he could overcome obstacles and progress to what is better? Did it tell man that be can increase the gifts of energy and virtue which God has given h i m ? Did the film diffuse n o b l e joy and pleasure, and cut oil every approach to b o r e d o m ? If we can answer in the affirmative to all these questions we have seen an ideal film. W h y do films have such a tremendous impact on peoples' m i n d s ? First there is a psychological reason. A person viewing a film subconsciously identifies himself with the person on the screen; he transfers his ego, as it were, to the hero, and becomes one with him. T h e second reason is an artistic or technical one. By means of films we are transported into a w h o l e new world of wonder; cinemascope,

MARCIA HEATHCOTE (4th Yr.), Kirribilli.

THE "RESTORED ORDER' w o n d e r f u l still, the p e o p l e may receive Him in H o l v Communion.

T h e "Restored Order" of the Holy Week Liturgy follows the events of that crucial week in Our Lord's life so realistically that the p e o p l e can feel they are living through it with Him, instead of just c o m m e m o r a t i n g it two thousand years later. On P a l m Sunday, the procession of the priest ( C h r i s t ) , the servers (Apostles) and the p e o p l e (Jews) through the church gives us a clear picture of the Sunday w h e n Our Lord really rode through the city of Jerusalem with the p e o p l e hailing H i m : "Hosanna to the Son of David." During this procession the choir sings h y m n s w h i c h remind us of our allegiance to Christ as our King. On Holy Thursday, the very f e e l i n g of being at Mass at 6 p.m. reminds us of how the Apostles must have felt at the Paschal Supper. And we are reminded that it was at this Feast that Our Lord gave us His own B o d y and Blood. W e express our joy in receiving this gift by the ringing of bells at the "Gloria," and then our sorrow at His approaching suffering and death by the silence of the bells till mid-night on Holy Saturday. T h e Blessed Eucharist is then carried to a side altar. This represents Our Lord going to the Garden to pray. Watch is kept all that night and the next day until 3 p.111. We are r e m i n d e d of the betrayal by Judas, Christ's appearance before Pilate, the Scourging, the Crowning w i t h Thorns and lastly the Carrying of the Cross. T h e n at 3 p.111. on Good F r i d a y there is another c e r e m o n y including the Adoration of the Cross, particularly significant n o w since it coincides with the time of Our Lord's Death on the Cross, and more

There are 110 ceremonies 011 H o l y Saturday and Lent does not finish until m i d n i g h t , w h i c h again is m u c h better than before because, after all, Our Lord was still in the t o m b all that day. T h e n at midnight the c e r e m o n i e s take 011 a j o y f u l air, r e m i n d i n g us that Christ is the Light of the World and H e has risen. These ceremonies begin with the blessing and lighting of the fire, s y m b o l i z i n g Our Lord's love and His presence 011 this earth. T h e Easter Candle made of pure wax, s y m b o l i z i n g Christ, the Light of the world truly risen from the dead, has the first and last letters of the Greek Alphabet printed on it to show that God is the B e g i n n i n g and the End. 1956 is also printed 011 it and the five jewels represent Our Lord's Five Wounds. T h e priest then lights the Candle from the new fire and carries it through the darkened church. This shows that the Light of Christ (grace and truth) triumphs over the darkness of Satan (sin and e v i l ) . It is placed in a p r o m i n e n t place in the Sanctuary and the people's candles are lit from it, s h o w i n g that the light of Christ shines in each individual. A f t e r the "Exultet" and the "Readings" the Baptismal Water is blessed and the lighted Candle placed in it to show that the light of Christ is given to each baptized person. T h e Baptisms remind us of our own Baptism w h e n we were too young to speak for ourselves. But n o w we can make our own vows and our Act of Faith, so we renew our Baptismal Vows (Continued foot of p. 35)

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Judas loved to l>e in the centre of things. He loved to lead people as he was doing now. He marched along jauntily, his thirty pieces of silver jingling in the pouch at his belt. He was wearing a new robe of green silk which Annas had given him and he felt he was outstanding among this rabble with their lanterns and swords. T h e y should be near Gethsemane now. He wondered if Jesus would be alone or if He had any of His Apostles with him. Really, those men were like sheep the way they followed Jesus. But be, Judas, would show them how to get on! Judas and the crowd turned the corner. At that moment the moon slid behind a heavy bank of cloud, leaving silvery edges round the black, heavy cloudbank. There were very few stars to-night and Judas had to lift his lantern to see ahead. The garden was a silhouette against the dark night. The shrubs looked like black, bitter sponges and the smaller plants seemed rows of long, sharp thorns. Judas thought the trees were like long, sharp nails digging into the ground; and the fullleaved branches of the olive trees strangely reminded him of many shrouds floating on the black night air. The path to the garden was like a trickle of water; then the lantern swung away and it was dark again. Slowly the moon reached a thinner cloud and sent out a grey light. Then four figures came down

the path. Jesus was tall and straight and Peter and John shuffled along on either side of Him, James stumbling behind, rubbing bis eyes. Judas turned to look at the crowd following him. He could hear a murmur of voices. He could see the dull lights of the lanterns and he could see the eager faces of Simon and Barnabas, two scribes, three yards behind him. Judas felt pleased to be at the head of the crowd and he made a lofty gesture to them to stop. Judas stepped forward, alone. He could hear the jangle of the silver in his pouch. Jesus stepped forward, alone. He could hear the beat of His grief-stricken, human heart. Then Judas* rough, dirty lips touched the smooth, clean cheek of Christ. Very quietly, almost a whisper, came the words, "Judas, will you betray the Son of Man with a kiss?" Why was it Judas suddenly felt e m p t y and mean? The crowd forgot about Judas. He was left on the outskirts as they pressed in upon Jesus. The jingle of the silver sounded sharp now, accusing; the purse was a weight at his belt. And Judas stumbled out into the night as the moon slid under a cloud. ANNETTE McSWINEY (16), Mary's Mount.

THE POPE'S FEAST

A MEDITATION

T h e 29th June is the feast of Sts. Peter and Paul. On this day we think of P o p e Pius XII. The Pope was born oil the 2nd March, 1876. Before he became Pope, his name was Eugenio Pacelli. Eugenio was an altar boy in a parish church in Rome. His father was the chief lawyer in the offices next to St. Peter's. Eugenio wanted to be a priest. He loved to serve Mass in the little parish church called the "Chiesa Nuova." He would look up at the window where P o p e Leo XIII lived. Now, as Pope, he has three little golden finches, which he keeps in his private quarters. One of the birds is a special favourite called "Gretel." Once a Protestant gave the Pope a beautiful bird called the "Cardinal bird," which he loved. The bird had red plumage and a high pointed crest on its head; but as soon as the other birds saw it, tliev gave it such a hard time that the Pope had to give it away, which was a pitv. ELEANOK HIRSCH (Elementary), Toorak.

Most Gracious Lord, In this world of Thine Filled with beauty, wonder and desire, Lie many splendid scenes Which each of us accepts unthinkingly. N'er do we pause a while to think of Thee Who created the world's delights. Each morn and eve on bended knees We beg pardon for our sad misdeeds, But how true it is that through the day Our thoughts are occupied another way.

while holding a lighted candle. We then recite the Our Father. Our Lord's own prayer, with the priest. The priest changes into white vestments for Mass. At the "Gloria" the bells are rung jubilantly, the organ sounds again and the purple coverings are taken from the statues, for Christ has risen. For the rest of Mass, I personally felt as I had never felt before. On former Easter Sundays, the very real and very beautiful spirit of Easter had

passed over my head. But this time it seemed different. In a very small way, I had an idea of the glorious exultation that must have taken place in Heaven on the First Easter Sunday—the rejoicing among the Blessed because their Kedeemer had suffered, died and risen for them and for us and had entered into His Glory. MARGARET RINTOUL (Sub-Leaving), Nedlands.

When e'er we hear the crashing waves Against the rocks, or see the mighty Mountains in the distant light, Henceforth make us understand They are Thy Gift. Let us, please, See Thee featured in each of these. ANN CURTIS, Toorak.

LORETO

CONVENT,

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FIRST DIVISION (Top) F R O N T R O W : M. F i r t h , C. C a t t l e , C. M i c h a e l , J. S t e v e n s , C. M a s o n , M. L e w i s , L. B o a r d m a n , P. M a g u i r e , D. E k m a n , P. C h e e s e m a n . S E C O N D R O W : D. B o o t h , L. C h a n , D. H a l l , B. N o o n a n , J. I r e l a n d , S. T i l b r o o k , C. D e m p s e y , M. D e n n e t t , R. C h a n , M. W e b b , M o r r i s s e y , S. M a g n e y . T H I R D R O W : G. H i l l , M. O ' K e e f f e , E. K. G r e e n , J. C u n n i n g h a m , S. A z a r , J . J o r d a n , S. C u n n i n g h a m , A. H a r t i g a n , J. P a s s m o r e , P a r t r i d g e , M. M c E v o y . B A C K R O W : P. Q u i n n , R. H o g a n , A. M o r c k , R. M a n n , A. F a r a h , B. R o c h e , L. P u r c e l l , A. M a d d e n , j . J a s p r i z z a , S. Hartigan.

PREFECTS S T A N D I N G : C. C a t t l e , P. C h e e s e m a n , L. P u r c e l l , S I T T I N G : C. D e m p s e y , M. L e w i s , M. D e n n e t t .

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Boardman.

CHILDREN OF MARY (Bottom Right)

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SECOND YEAR F R O N T R O W : P. C r i m m i n s , K. N a s h , H . Kelly, J . G a t e s , K. M c N e i l , P. Conduit, L. D o n e l y , M. O ' C o r r o r , J . I r e l a n d , D. P r i n c e . S E C O N D R O W : M. H a n s e l , F. O ' N e i l . M. J a g o , S. Seigwort'n, K. R i c h a r d s o n , P. J a s p r i z z a , C. S t r e b e r , B. M c P h e e . C. R y a n , D. O w e n s , S. L e n e h a n , C. Miller, G. K e a r n e y , P. Connell, M. Burch. B A C K R O W : D. O ' B r i e n , J. M o r l e y , D. S t e v e n s , A. B o r t h w i c k , J. H a r r i s , M. Dalgarno, R. D o h e r t y , J. L a i n g , L. W a r d , L. C u r r a n .

THIRD YEAR F R O N T R O W : G. P i r o l a , P. G o o d w i n M. Kelly, M. Donnelly. L. Kelly, A Bull, R. Montagu, D. Poirrier, R Wheller. A. Keating. S E C O N D R O W : A. Chann, P. Basha, P M c D e r m o t t , H. Gannon. A. Hansel, A Walsh, H. English, P. Felton. J. K Green, N. O'Brien, K. Cheeseman, K Miller. B A C K R O W : W . Hill, M. Meacle. B Butler, M. S t r e b e r , P. R e a r d o n , C T a y l o r , G. G a r n e r , A. D y n o n , G. Mc Phee, A. C r i m m i n s , M. B o r t h w i c k , D Prendergast.

THIRD DIVISION

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F R O N T R O W : K. K e a t i n g , J . C l a r k e , R. P a r t r i d g e , F. C o h e n , L. C u r t i s , H . O ' N e i l , G. S t e v e n s , M. S a l v a t , S. M y e r s o n , C. N o o n a n , L . S c h r o d e r , J . M e g n a , J. W e r n a r d . S E C O N D R O W : J . P e a r s o n , S. J a s p r i z z a , L . H e r a g h t y , K . C o b b y , J . M a r s h a l l , P. M e r k e l b a c h , M. M e a n y , M. M u l h e a r n , J . R u d d , M . D a n , W . R o w s , E . L e n e h a n . T H I R D R O W : A. D u n s t a n , D . M c M i l l a n , M. J o n e s , B. C h a n , S. A l s a k e r , K . H a r t i g a n , S. F o r g h a m , A. S t e r n , S. T u r n e r , J . L o n e r g a n , L. F e r r i e r , C. G a r d i n e r . F O U R T H R O W : A. D . B r o c k m a n , E . W e l l e n s , L . B u r g i n , M. C r o w l e y , S. N e y l o n , K . I r e l a n d , M. Reilly, C. T u r n e r , M. G a n n o n , M. W i l l i a m s , D. K i e l k o w s k a , R. B u r c h . F I F T H R O W : J . B r a n d t , B. R o h a n , B . C o n n e l l , A. H a l l , M. C a n n o n , J . C a r t e r , J . N o o n a n , A. L y o n s , M. W e r n a r d , M. C a r t e r , H . C u t c l i f f e , D. B y r n e s , J. F l a n a g a n . B A C K R O W : M . Clifford, K. K n i g h t , L. S t e p h e n s , D . B e r r i m a n , R W a t t e l , C. S t e v e n s , M. P r i e b e , J . H i c k e y , A. D u r e a u , J. C o h e n , E . Rogerson.

JUNIOR SCHOOL ART CLASS (Bottom Left) R.

D u t r i e z , K . M a c k e n z i e , P . H e a l e r , S. H a n s e l , V. A b b o t t , K . M c N a m a r a , A. M. T o m e , D. D u r e a u , M. P a r s o n s , F . T u l l y , B. K e v i n , D . D a r k e , B. B l a c k , M. O ' C o n n e l l , C. E . M c N a m a r a , J . P o w e l l , L. K e v i n , A. M a d d e n , C. G e a r i n , J. G r e e n , M. H u x l e y . A b s e n t : K. A s h b e l t .

Abbott,

INFANT ROOM (Bottom Rigrht) G. B e r r i m a n , M. A. B u r f i t t , B. T i f f e r , C. F o r g h a m , A b s e n t : V. H i l l , C. S h a d e l .

M. A. G e a r i n ,

Conduit,

L. G a m b l e ,

Hansel,

Laurence,

Marshall,

Chance,

A. P a r s o n s ,

McQuellan,

Spiers.

LORETO

CONVENT,

NORMANHURST,

N.S.W.

Top: Orchestra, Left: Two scenes in the grounds. Right Lower Corner: A pool of sunshine the court-yard. (Puss: "Give a fellow time to collect his legs!")

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The Home

Circle

THE BUDGERIGAR AS A FAMILY PET During the past fifteen to twenty years, the budgerigar has become so popular that a detailed description of this small Australian bird will be found unnecessary. It is about seven and a half to eight inches long. The original colour of the budgie is green, but through breeding in captivity many different colours have developed, ranging from green to blue, cobalt, bright yellow, violet, grey to the purest white. The face of the budgerigar is bright yellow and right in the m i d d l e is the beak. Along the lower part of the face is a row of jet black spots. Just above the beak is a fleshy pad with two openings. The pad is called the core and the openings are the nostrils. T h e core of the cock is bright blue and t h e core of the hen is rich brown. The wing plumage is black but each feather is edged with a narrow border of yellow. The budgerigar is lively, active and playful once h e has gained confidence in human beings. There are several ways of training a budgie. The best I think is this method: In the evening the cage should be covered by a cloth so that it is dark; your hand should be slowly raised until it is above the bird's

head. Gently scratch the head and if he takes fright and flies about put your hand higher up and he will soon settle down again, and you can proceed in tickling. He will come to enjoy it and will turn his head to get some other part tickled. This same training should be carried out for a few nights, but the lighting should be increased. When he has perfect confidence in you, it is time to start talking to him in simple words such as "hello" or "Pretty Joey." Nothing else should be spoken to him until he is heard to speak. Until he will hop on to your finger of his own free will, you should not let h i m out of his cage. When doing this do make sure that there are no open fires or necks of vases in which the budgie would fall. If your budgie should have a fit in the hot weather cover his cage with a dark cloth and leave him quiet to recover. When cutting his beak and claws, use a sharp clipper and do not cut them too short. If you care for your budgie carefully you will find him an ideal Family Pet. MARIA LIGHTFOOT (13), Toorak.

MUSHROOMING occasion been chased by a bull. We search the paddock, being careful to keep near drains and ditches, for that is where mushrooms are found.

During April, days begin to grow chilly and there is a touch of frost in the air. Soon foggy nights are common and the day is spoilt by drizzling rain followed by intermittent sunshine. It is hard to get up for school but holidays are not far off and there is one thing to anticipate, mushrooming—for cold weather and rain germinate the mushrooms after the heat of summer. My sister and I often go mushrooming in a paddock over the creek at the end of our street. W e put on our oldest jeans and gumboots, take the bluntest knives and a billy and go mushrooming. Walking through damp boggy ground covered with wet grass is not pleasant but still we enjoy ourselves. It is good to be out in the air and often quite dangerous for we have on more than one

Mushrooming requires a lot of patience and a knowledge of the difference between a mushroom and a toadstool! Many times the paddock has been cleared and you only find a few withered stalks, but, with patience, you should one day find a bucket full of big pink mushrooms. I enjoy mushrooming, although I often catch a cold after a walk in a boggy paddock; but a ineal of mushrooms on toast, I think, is worth the trouble. VIRGINIA

WAKEFIELD-KENT (Intermediate), Toorak.

DANNY

TESSA AND HER PONIES

I have a little pony brown, Dear Danny is his name. I brush and groom him every day; I comb his lovely mane.

Tessa was only two years old, When she began to ride. She did not go very well at first,

His little hooves are neat and trim And flowing is his tail. I feed him chaff and oats and bran And fill his water pail.

But you must admit she tried. She stumbled and fell, but got up again, And she practised so hard every day,

The children laugh and call to us As we canter down the lane, But soon we have to say good-bye And gallop on again. MARY LEWIS WILLIAMS (13), Toorak.

That when she was ten she went in the Show, And won every prize of the day. SUSANNE GUEST (13), Toorak.

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OUR BICYCLES

SATURDAY MORNING SHOPPING

My father bought my two eldest brothers a beautiful medium sized bicycle each. They had glorious fun for some years, but the time came when they out-grew them, so, regretfully, they passed on the bikes to the next two eldest in the family, Mary and Gregory. Gregory spent a long time repainting his and Mary soon had a beautiful shine on hers. They were excited when they went for long rides and of course had many adventures and — punctures! Still, their spirits were never dampened and they continued to enjoy themselves till Daddy noticed that the bikes were getting too small for them too. So that they would not be disappointed, Daddy bought them both a beautiful "Malvern Star" and announced that the next two in the family who happened to be my sister Nora and 1, could have the old "Warriors." Nora's eves shone with pride as she took possession of hers and 1 was thrilled to own a bicycle. Daddy had them repaired and they look like new. Although we can both ride, Mummy will not allow us to go on the road yet. Still we are happy and contented to keep on the footpath and on our own drive. We are looking forward to the days when we can go exploring. I suppose in a few years, when Nora and 1 have outgrown the bicycles they will pass on to the next two in the family, Donna and Joanne. ROSEMARY JOSEPHSON (11), Brisbane.

I was feeling very elated, no Theory this morning, I could at last go to town and buy the "dog collar" belt for which I had longed. I started the morning very badly being just in time to see the "silver streak" that was the bus disappearing round the corner. However I remembered that old saying "Patience is a virtue," and sat down trying to look outwardly composed and dignified. (The week's Etiquette Lesson had not been entirely wasted.) Within twenty minutes I was seated in the bus. Gloomily I handed the conductor a shilling from which I received a penny change. To the Transport Department I had officially come "of age" since last travelling in a bus. However I dismissed this as being one of the trials of old age. Upon reaching the city 1 alighted and proceeded to the store that advertised the particular belts which I was anxious to obtain. Why, oh why! I thought, can t people walk in a straight line, as I dodged to avoid a gentleman's umbrella, somebody's foot and a monstrous basket suspended from a lady's arm. Apparently two dozen people beside myself had similar ideas about "dog collar" belts. Finally 1 was attended to. "Could I see a twenty-four inch in that colour, please?" "Sorry, not in that colour," was the answer. I decid ed to check and see il twenty-four inches would still encircle my waist. It (lid not; so, "Would you have a twenty-live in dark tan?" The answer was in the affirmative. As 1 extended my hand to reach for the parcel my poor foot felt as if it had been reduced to pulp. "I am sorry, dear, did 1 hurt you? "Why no. Of course not," 1 said smilingly, inwardly smarting with the pain. Such is the price of dishonesty. From this shop I went to a chain store where the scene resembled tinned sardines. Bravely, I started forward, weaving m y way in and out of ports, people and small children. "I shall have a jar of this, thank you," 1 said. "That will be two and six. please." Suddenly it dawned upon me, my purse! 1 must have left it at the belt counter. "I am terribly sorry but you had better take this back," I said to the assistant. I made my way to the store in which I bought the belt. Yes, my purse was there.

"SCULPTORCRAFT" Often as 1 listened to stories of the great Sculptor Artists, 1 thought 1 would love to create models or paint lovely pictures. Then suddenly I did begin sculpturing. I was given a "Sculptorcraft Set" and was soon busy making small characters from the Nursery Rhymes and Ballet. 1 wonder if Michelangelo ever had as much pleasure as I as l mixed my Plaster de Paris and poured it into the rubber moulds which help form my models! My friends admire m y handiwork very much and as a gift for their birthdays, I invite them to choose the piece they like best. My ambition now is to make some very attractive models and sell them for the Missions. PATRICIA ANDREWS (Form I), Brisbane.

VISITORS

MOIRA FINNIMORE (13), Brisbane.

I cleaned my Doll's house out to-day For Pauline and Ann are coming to stay, The chairs and tables are polished bright The windows gleam in the warm sunlight.

COMPLIMENTS When I was busy, raking paths in my garden A gay little black bird hopped along and said, "For interrupting you, I really beg your pardon, But I like your flowers, they smell so sweet, And all your beds always look so neat," Then he spread out his wings and flew over my head.

I've cleaned the floors, and made the beds, I've hung new curtains, white striped with red, The table is laid with china neat For two little guests, who are very sweet Now, I am waiting, as quiet as I can To welcome my friends, dear Pauline and Ann. ELIZABETH TOLLADAY (8), Marryatville.

THERESA JORDAN (8), Marryatville.

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GEORGE, THE TAPE RECORDER I am George, a tape-recorder, and I live in the O'Loghlin household. You may be surprised at all the things that I record. When any of the girls quarrel, and there are four of them, I am turned on by the one who is not in the dispute, and 1 record the episode. Afterwards, the quarrel is played back, and the girls whom 1 have been recording turn a bright pink. Sometimes 1 record Felicity singing or playing the piano; sometimes her little sister Helen talking, quite unaware that 1 am on. A telephone conversation is always a thrill for me with its "ohs," and "nuns," "yes," "no," and many other exclamations When visitors arrive 1 always record them. It is rather boring, because one doesn't hear so many "ohs," "ahs" and "mms." If one of the family wants a certain record, she just presses a button and leaves it to me. I record it from the radio, so I save money, you see. Sometimes 1 wonder what the future may hold in store for me. The O'Loghlin girls are only young now, but if 1 live to a venerable old age, I may have the privilege of recording their weddings! FELICITY O'LOGHLIN (9), Marryatville.

SUNDAY MORNING Sunday morning. 1 awake up at half-past six and turn over to go back to sleep again when 1 realize that it is Sunday morning: fifteen slippery, muddy miles to lYTass. I struggle to a sitting position, rubbing m y eyes. "Oh no! It's raining again." My wail of despair wakens Jo. In less polite terms, she tells me to lie down and go back to sleep. "It's Sunday morning," I reply. But she is already asleep. Then Mum comes in to wake us both. By the time we are finally up, it is seven o'clock less than half an hour to get the cows milked, feed the fowls, get the twins up and dressed, get ready and go. I pull the blankets off Jo who, naturally, is not pleased, and tell her she has to feed the fowls while I get the cows in. Dad, meanwhile, is backing the car out of the shed. H e is having trouble, as directly outside the car shed there is a large hole full of water where we were bogged last night. Finally, lie manoeuvres the car out on to the grass. Meanwhile, we are all ready. We have only to milk the cows, separate the milk, feed the calves and lambs, and go! It is twenty-five to eight when all is done. The road takes half an hour to cover in the best weather, three-quartrcs of an hour in the wet. We can only pray that the priest has had the same trouble as we in reaching the church. Once off the track on to the bitumen, the miles slip by. The trees, the green paddocks dotted with sheep and cattle peacefully feeding, the brown, ploughed fields covcred in places with water, fly past like an ever changing picture, one picture blending into the next. At last we reach Minvip." Most of the small town's inhabitants are in bed, except for those

already at Mass. It is twenty past eight. The streets are deserted, except for several youths standing outside the hotel. The other churches have late services, and the Catholic Church is the only sign of life anywhere. GWYNIN GRIFFITHS (15), *A small town in N.W. Victoria. Mary's Mount.

FRED DO THE FROG One Summer day at Brownhill Creek, we dug a fine fat frog out of the creek bank. He seemed as pleased with us as we were with him, so we decided to take h i m to m y home and make a pet out of hi in. My father made him a home out of a large glass jar open at both ends, and we placed it in a shady place in the garden. During the daytime h e would burrow into the shady soil leaving just the tip of his nose showing. At dusk he would come out, and entertain us by cleverly catching insects with a flick of his tongue. As Summer went on, he seemed to feel the heat in his glass house, so we removed h i m to a specially built froggery on the edge of the fishpond. Here he had the choice of light or shade, dampness or dryness. We thought he would be very happy, but apparently this was not so, for he broke his promise and disappeared. CHRISTINE SHANNON (9), Marryatville.

PICTURES IN THE FIRE I was sitting by the fire one night, gazing into the flames when all at once 1 was certain 1 saw a small ugly face peering out at me. It was an evil little face with pointed ears and a wicked glint in its eye. 1 rubbed m y eyes and looked again. Yes, there it was, but this time it seemed to have some companions with it and they all seemed to be doing their level best to put out my warm fire. Then as 1 watched, they gradually dissolved into a scene that could have come from outer space. There were red waterfalls and black ravines with sparks shooting out at a furious rate. Suddenly a piece of paper that had been lurking in a corner of the grate caught fire, and created a red inferno in the midst of my picture, extinguishing everything. When 1 looked again it was just a fire that I saw, nothing else. PAM ROBINS (Sub-Junior), Nedlands.

THE SEASIDE When I go down to the sea, I'll have a lovely day With the bright blue sky, and seagulls flying over the bay. There are pretty shells on bright yellow sands, And white foam waves waving their hands. There are dark caves covered with seaweed and rock, And, overhead, the gulls in a laughing flock. When you go down to the seaside, I'm sure that you will see All the things I have found in my store-house of memory. JOCELY BROUN (Standard V), Nedlands.

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MY SISTER

tliev disturb the sleeping undercover of the green carpet. At one side of this lake there is a small lagoon, separated from the other by tall, waving reeds. In this lagoon the water seems even cooler, even fresher, even quieter, and it is there that I go when I feel I really want to be all by myself. Hugging the banks of this lagoon arc small bushes, and once I am inside that small enclosure no 011c can see me. 1 often go there when I feel that I must bold Time and make it stand still, when the world seems to be going by so fast that I seem to be growing dizzy. In the shelter of this lagoon I feel safe and secure. And T i m e does stand still; at least, until dusk conies, and it is time for me to go home. But the time when the lake is most beautiful is just as the moon rises over the trees. As the moon slips above the tips of the gums, the silvery water catches its soft light and suddenly 1 see before me, in the place of the silver water, a golden bowl of fire, aflame and burning with such intensity that I feel I must cover my eyes. When I look again, the silvery water has returned, and floating in the centre, like a child's brightly coloured ball, is the calm, -erene moon. As I saunter home, my heart is peaceful and happy, and I know, with a feeling of security, that to-morrow, and the following day, and the day after that, and all the to-morrows, my lake will be waiting for me, patiently, just as the moon awaits the rising of the sun, and winter, spring. IRENE RINALDI (16). Mary's Mount.

As I sit here by the fire, watching my young sister as she gazes into space, looking through everything and seeing nothing, 1 wonder what it must be like to be blind! Her eyes shine with the innocence of a new born babe that has not seen wickedness. Of one who does not know hate, greed, jealousy, spite, drunkenness, theft, murder or any of the troubles of the world. Her eyelashes flutter and she looks up at me. Smiling she puts her arms around my neck and hugs me. Her eyes elosc and as the lovely long lashes slide up again I wonder what difference there is when she closes her eyes, or if there is any difference at all. When she smiles, her whole face lights up and her eyes gleam with purity and happiness. I wonder if she knows that she is missing something. I put more wood on the lire and as the blaze grows brighter, the glow of the flame shines in her eyes. Her eyes show a tender soft love of everyone and of everything, of one who loves and is loved by all. Her beautiful little hand moves 011 the arm of the chair and she climbs gently on to my knee. Smiling, she nestles into the curve of my arm and looks towards the fire. She must know that it is there because she can feel the warmth on her eyes. Then she bows her head and as I watch her gentle hand move and nestle in mine I think how lucky she is. She can know and love God without knowing evil; and as I watch her child-like beauty I think that her life is rich in good things after all. JENNIFER OLIPIIANT (15), Mary's Mount.

THE LAKE There is a small lake at the back of our home. It has been formed by the rain which runs in small rivers down to the bottom of the nest-like hollow; so the water in it is very clear and fresh. The surrounding trees are mainly Australian gums, and are beautiful at all times. When the sun is shining, the different shades of green contrast with the golden patches of sunlight on the leaves. When it is raining the trees make a sombre background to the steady beat of the falling drops of rain. V I love to walk around the lake watching the reflections change as 1 go. Sometimes I see the trees, standing tall and sprightly, bowing in the wind as it whistles through their leaves. Sometimes 1 see the blue sky, with an occasional whipped-ereani cloud floating by, and I feel as though I am living in an upside-down world, walking 011 the sky with the earth above me. Occasionally a bird goes soaring over me, and in the stillness the whirr of its wings seems quite loud. In the summer, I often go swimming in the cool water of this lake. I like to float on my back and watch the sky float lazily along as the warm rays of the sun make the air dance as I watch it. Or else I look beneath me at the fresh, green floor with the occasional spurts of brown which m\ feel make as

Drawn by Elizabeth Kennedy Green

(Normanhurst)

HOME When I come home from school at night And we have had our tea, We kneel beside a glowing fire To say our Rosary. Then homework is the next to do And if it's not too late Daddy will read a story book, Now doesn't that sound great. CARMEL McDONALD (9), Marryatville. 43

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D w y e r , J . F r a s e r , Y. L a m e r a n d , P . B a r l o w , J . Casey ( H e a d of S c h o o l ) , S. Collins, T . B a r r e t t , F . L i v e r m o r e , K. Shiels.

LEAVING CLASS (Top Right) BACK R O W : C. Smiles, K. Shiels, J . Comrie-Thomson, J . C a s e y , G. C r a m p t o n , Y. L a m e r a n d , M. D w y e r . SECOND ROW: G. M c E v o y , J . Collet, K. Nevill, P. B a r l o w , E. K e a n e , T. B a r r e t t , M. M o n a h a n , N g . SiokLay, J. F r a s e r . F R O N T R O W : F . L i v e r m o r e , S. Collins, D. P r e s t o n , L . Bergelin, J. C u n n i n g h a m . A B S E N T : P. Clarke.

FOURTH YEAR (Bottom Left) F R O N T R O W : M. S t r a n g m a n , M. H e a t h c o t e , M. E g a n - L e e , P . K e l l y , J . B e r g i n , B. McEncroe. S E C O N D R O W : M. B o n d , E. Shiel, A. B r a n n a n , G. P a g e , F . B u r k e , C. C u d m o r e , M. C a v a n a g h , M. C o l l i n g r i d g e , A. M. B a k e w e l l , M . L. W a l e s . BACK R O W : M. D i v e r , G. H o c k e y , H . M c G o w a n , F. Muller, S. Bellair, A. Helmrich, L. Dusseldorp, P. H o m a n , V. Greenaway. A B S E N T : D. Regan.

LORETO CONVENT, KIRRIBILLI, N.S.W.

INTERMEDIATE

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F R O N T R O W : S. C l a p i n , L. B r o w n , J. H e n r y , A. F i t z g e r a l d , M. F i t z p a t r i c k , A. H o t k e y , P . S h e r w o o d , T . H e n d r i k s , H . R i t c h a r d . S E C O N D R O W : A. M c D e r m o t t , J. S e a g o e , G. S t a c k , J. H a m i l t o n , M. P r e n d e r g a s t , D. R o c h e , J . O ' G o r m a n , R. C a s e y , M. B e l l h o u s e , J. B a l d i n g . T H I R D R O W : K. T a t e , J. R u t h v e n . B. P o w e r , M. O ' D o n n e l l , R. H a r t , G. H o g a n , P. M o r a t h , M. T r a c y , M. R i t c h a r d , B. Collet, B. B r a y . B A C K R O W : M. B r a d l e y , J. K i n g , S. B u r k e , S. C h a d w i c k , M. P e r r o t t e t , A. M a r s h a l l , M. C l a r k e . ABSENT: B. B a i n .

SECOND YEAR FRONT

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R O W : J. R o w l e y , A. R e a r d o n , G. L e a c h , P. P r e n d e r g a s t , M. B e n s l e y , L. W a n g m a n , R. B a t e m a n , M. B u r n e t t , J. Aldis, R. R o w l a n d , A. D e v i n e . S E C O N D R O W : A. M. J o h n s t o n e , V. S a r k s , J. M o u l d e r , D. M c C a f f r e y , J . H a r d i m a n , C. D a v i d s o n , M. M o o n e y , C. H a y e s , C. McD o n a g h , K. F o r r e s t , K. B a r l o w , J. G i u g n i , R. H e n r y . M. L a w s . T H I R D R O W : T. Shiels, J. B l a i r , S. H y d e , L. D u n c a n , M. Scholfield, C. H o l t , M. W a l s h , G. S h e l t o n , P. H a r d y m a n , H . M o r n a n e , A. M. M a d d e n . B A C K R O W : J. B y r n e , R. B a r r e t t , J . McColl, C. S m i t h . H . S m i t h , J. H i n d , A. W i l l i a m s , M. D u r a c k , C. B u i k e , J. C a s h m o r e .

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FORM I AND ELEMENTARY FRONT ROW: M. Kidman, C. GrantM a l o n e y , R. Y e w d a l l , H . D i v e r , H . D e v i n e , E. B u c k l e y , J . W a l s h , E. M a t t h e w s , D. Hewitson, J. T h o m p s o n , S. M u l a l l y , J. D w y e r , K. N a g y , C. S c o t t , E . Spies, C. S t r o n g , C. H a d d e n . S E C O N D R O W : G. H e i m r i c h , J. F o r d , P. Holmes, C. M a g n e y , J. McDonagh, C. Cahill, P. Scott-Young, T. Boland, G. H i c k e y , M. O w e n , P. F l y n n , C. M a z z a , G. S u t h e r l a n d , M. C o u r t e n a y , M. Allen, C. Ehrenburp. T H I R D R O W : C. Collins, E. S i m p s o n , K. T r a c y , R. R o w e , S. D u r a n t , A. P e l l e g r i n o , G. S h a n n o n , M. D e n n e t t , C. B u r k e , J. B y r o n , P. S i d a w a y , M. Willis. BACK ROW: E . S k i p p e n , E. S h a w , M. N e l s o n , M. M c G i n t y , D. J o h n s t o n e , E. S h a n n o n , N. B y r n e , M. O ' R e i l l y , V. S a r k s , A. S t e e d m a n . A B S E N T : A n n D o n n e l l y , P. L e o n a r d .

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£ x £ FIRST YEAR F R O N T R O W : B. M i n o g u e , T. R o l f e , S. R i c h , M c G u i r e , H . L o w e r y , M. P o w e r , J . W y n d h a m , M c E v o y , D. M T C l e e r y , M. S c o t t , C. M o r a t h , R e g a n , D. B u r k e , B. B a t e m a n .

H. V. L.

SECOND ROW: M. S t u b b s , G. Demeulemeester, M. H o n n e r , M. L o c h r i n , P. P a p a l l o , L. J o h n s t o n , T. M a z z a , B. D e M e u r , R. B e l l a i r , E . S u l l i v a n , S. Dickson, E. Bartlett, P. Earngey, J. Southon, M. W a r d . T H I R D R O W : K. W i l s o n , D. R a p e r , V. O ' G o r m a n , A. M. Dwyer, W. Travers, A. L o u g h l a n d , C. A l l e n , M. O ' M a r a , H . C r a m p t o n , J . B u r t o n , C. P a y n e , B. W a l s h , M. C l a r k e , P. F l y n n . B A C K R O W : A. Kelly, E. S h e e r i n , I . P a i o t a s . J. O ' H a n l o n , T . S a v o i e , J . D a y , P. Reilly, J. O ' N e i l l , L. C l a p i n , M. O ' H a n l o n , T. M c C a f f r e y , L. M u r p h y , S. K n i g h t . ABSENT:

McGrath,

S. A r m s t r o n g ,

Inglis.

LORETO CONVENT, KIRRIBILLI, N.S.W.

PREPARATORY, GRADES I & II FRONT ROW: P. B u c k l e y , C. B y r o m , P. S m i t h , N. L i e u t e n a n t , E. P a l o t a s , S. F a h y , A. Callig e r o s , K. L i m e r i c k , A. P u n c h , P. S i d a w a y . S E C O N D R O W : C. P a r m e n t i e r , L. Buckley, K. Nagy, M. Arms t r o n g , C. K e n n e d y , T. P e r r y , S. C o r r i g a n , E. C o r r i g a n , G. Miller, A. B y e . THIRD ROW: C. H a w k i n s , H. S i d a w a y , C. H o l m e s , M. H a i d i m a n , J . C a e s a r , M. M. F l y n n , J. de T i h a n y i , P. H o r a n , J. Kelly, A. L. M a l o n y , M. T . M o l l o y . BACK ROW: A. Kidman, S. Cahill, C. Cahill, E. S t a n d o n , K. Sheil, L. M a l o n e y , C. Dusseld o r p , A. F a y , M. A. K e n n e d y , H. Slattery. A B S E N T : M. A. N e w t o n , J. kel, S. I n g l i s , S. P e t t e r .

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BOYS F R O N T R O W : C. Ball, G. M a r t o n , D. M c G o v e r n , M. C a f a r e l l a , D. H a l l , P. L e o n a r d . SECOND ROW: P. Watson, M. C a e s a r , H . D e v i n e , T. P u r c e l l , W . D u s s e l d o r p , C. K o e n i g , B. C o u r t e n a y , B . Kelly. T H I R D R O W : M. M e r k e l , M. B a r l o w , P . Bye, F. H o a r e , G. P a r m e n t i e r , P. G o l d e n , A. A m e r i o , R. S w i f t . B A C K R O W : J. S c o t t , S. K e n n e d y , R. M o r r o w , C. M a c L u r c a n . A B S E N T : R. Spies.

GRADES III AND IV F R O N T R O W : A. H o l d e n , C. L i e u t e n a n t , P. D o n n e l l y , L. Galiungi, G. A m e r i o , D. L i e u t e n a n t , P a t r i c i a B u c k l e y , R. Zanelli, S. Rowe, H . L u b r a n o , K. D u s s e l d o r p , K . Collins, S. E m e r s o n , B. H o l m e s , M. A. Buckley. SECOND ROW: M. Murphy, B. S c o t t , C. S l a t t e r y , M. P u r c e l l , C. A r m s t r o n g , J . G a i n , C. M c C l e e r y , P . L e o n h a r d , T. C l a r k e , S. C a y l e y , M. de F i n a , M. W i l l i s , J. M e r k e l , M. B u r k e , R. P l a s t o , J. M a c n a u g h t , C. Duffield. (Continued

THIRD ROW: M. Burgess, K. Goddard, A. C o u r t e n a y , S. S k i p p e n , A. McLuckie, D. Whitty, S. Doyle, S. W a t s o n , J. Watson, M. H i c k e y , S. Callen, T. C o m r i e - T h o m s o n , V. E m e r s o n , G. T r a c y , F. S i d a w a y . B A C K R O W : D. M o r row, M. J o n » s , D. M a g u i r e , L. R i c h , D. Plasto, M. Hawke, N. Loughland, S. Stokes, R. Knight, N. H a r p e r , A. M. Perry. A B S E N T : C. S e a g o e , C. L o n g , S. H i n d , J. F a y , S. H o t t .

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FRENCH EXHIBITION IN SYDNEY A unique feature of the Royal Easter Show was the French Exhibition. Combined with an ex hibition of French tapestries at the National Art Gallery and of paintings at David Jones* gallery, it was part of an all-out drive by France to increase her exports to Australia. At the present time these are only worth £10 million, while those of Australia to France amount to £35 million. A new modern building was constructed to house the exhibition at the Showground. Three storeys in height it presented a most striking exterior. It was divided into three pavilions: the first two held products of nearly all France's primary and secondary industries, and the third was devoted to machinery. Near the main doorway were many beautiful scenes of France, of her countryside and her cities which would be of especial interest to tourists. The exhibit which seemed most popular was the exquisitely detailed model of the city of Paris. Accompanied by a recording which pointed out the buildings of greatest interest, such as Notre Dame and the EilFel Tower; it attracted a very large crowd. On this same floor beautiful pieces of crystal and china were displayed; the display was well arranged on three tables, each set for a different meal. In this way the fine glassware and china were shown to advantage. France's great wine industry occupied a considerable amount of space on the same floor. All the well-known varieties were represented, making a pleasing sight. On the second floor were materials and clothing. The finest nylon and many newly-discovered synthetic fabrics were tastefully and effectively displayed under a scheme of subdued lighting. Here also m a n n e q u i n parades modelled the latest fashions. The third pavilion contained the most modern machinery, including jet-engines and cars. A further point in good management was the fact that a film of the Exhibition was taken by the Alliance Francaise, to be shown in Sydney in a few weeks' time. DISPLAYS AT ART GALLERIES Ihe other two exhibitions at the National Art Gallery and at David Jones' were greatly appreciated by Sydney people and country visitors who were able to study and enjoy beautiful paintings, models and tapestries by famous French artists. At the Art Gallery some of the exhibits were particularly interesting to any student of history, as they were relics of the time when Australia used to be known as Terre Napoleon. The sword hilt of La Perouse and a telescope used by Bougainville were among the exhibits. Also, there were charts that went back to the earliest French explorers. In a small darkened room were several exquisite miniature theatre decors, most of the plays being by Paul Claudel, for example, Christophe Colombe. Even though the set was so small, the scene con-

sisted of the throne-room of Ferdinand and Isabella of Spain with the slightest suggestion of a sail behind the throne. Lights shone on each decor. Another darkened room was set up as a chapel with the most exquisite stained-glass windows round it. Perhaps the most beautiful one was the Nativity. Bright lights shone through these windows giving an effect of great beauty. On the altar stood a gold monstrance; the stand was in a figure of Our Lady with her hands upholding a circle of stars, in the centre of which was the source of her joy: Our Lord. Beside this beautiful monstrance was a finely sculptured chalice. Here also the ivory base was the figure of Our Lady whose head upheld the bowl. All these glorious works of art ought to make Australians esteem French culture, and ought to awaken in Australians themselves a desire to use their talents so that they too may become a great nation. JEAN CUNNINGHAM, ANNE HARTIGAN, (4th Year), Normanhurst. AS A FRENCH GIRL SAW IT On entering the first pavilion we had on our left a miniature model of Paris. Notre Dame, the Sacre Coeur, the Eiffel Tower, the Arch of Triumph, the Opera, the Louvre and the Madeleine and the Places of the Bastille and Concord were represented in perfect scale. To the front of the panel was the Seine on which little boats moved, and, on the right side, a quaint Parisian Cafe. Beside the model of Paris we discovered an array of French books, magazines, albums and all the different sorts of literature. We then arrived before a magnificent display of crystal from Baccarat, Dawm, Lalique and St. Louis some of which were worth five hundred pounds. As we moved on we came upon a display of dinner tables set in the French fashion with crystal, porcelain and rich silver. One table was set for a formal dinner, the second was rustic and the third classic. On the first floor was an exhibition of the textiles and products of the French Colonies. Here we spent an interesting time looking at photos of New Caledonia, New Hebrides, Tahiti and the French Antarctic Expedition. These photos were grouped around an aluminium globe inside which were typical products from the above places—for example —a leopard skin, shields and a piece of the red material which is so very common in Tahiti. A little further on was a room devoted to Morocco in which were displays of carpets, handbags, purses, etc., which were all of great interest. BRIGITTE COLLET (Intermediate), Kirribilli.

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AUSTRALIA'S ELIZABETHAN THEATRE

T h e scenery was staged on movable props, which fascinated the majority of us, to w h o m all was new. And so we settled down to hear and watch the play. T h e artists on the stage acted unselfishly and as a team, each doing his or her best, without out-shining the rest of the cast. We really were part of the {day. We sorrowed with Orsino, felt sad for Viola and Olivia, admired iVlaria greatly and a p p l a u d e d generously. T h e cast appreciated our applause and played up better than ever before. T h e play ran smoothly on and we still sat in awe and silence and in a very grown-up manner, until Sir Andrew Aguecheek and Malvolio came on the scene. T h e n the applause was deafening. T h e house rocked with laughter at the antics of Malvolio, and continued to do so until the end of the plav. Only too soon it was all over and we reluctantly left the theatre, our minds filled forever w i t h memories of when Third Year, Kirribilli, went to see T w e l f t h Night. ANNE McDERMOTT (14), Kirribilli.

On July 28th, 1955, the Elizabethan Theatre, Newtown, o p e n e d — regilded, repainted, reclaimed alter fifteen years as a cinema. This was the first step in an exciting national venture. For with the opening of this theatre, the Australian Elizabethan Theatre Trust gained a home. "Medea," starring the f a m o u s Australian actress Judith Anderson, was the company's first production. T h i s was heralded as a great success, and was quickly f o l l o w e d by "The B o y Friend" by Sandy Willson, and "The S u m m e r of the Seventeenth Doll" by Kay Lawler. Shakespeare's " T w e l f t h N i g h t " o p e n e d on April 21st, 1956, and was hailed as a great success by the Intermediates of Kirribilli. This will be f o l l o w e d by Sheridan's "The Rivals," and these last three plays will then tour the C o m m o n w e a l t h . T h e Elizabethan Theatre Trust, with Her Majesty the Queen, as patron, has been formed in order to create a living and vigorous theatre in Australia, and to provide opportunities of professional employment for Australian actors, singers, dancers, authors, composers, designers and technicians. Its aims are similar to those of the Old Vic and the Covent Garden Theatres. By f o r m i n g such a Trust as this, it is hoped to prevent the draining away of talented Australians from our country, w h o otherwise would be forced to seek adequate e m p l o y m e n t abroad. A trust like this is vital for the cultural life of our country. MAUREEN CLARK (3rd Year), Kirribilli.

THE WARRAGAMBA DAM IN FLOOD Our destination lay forty miles out of Sydney. On the way we passed through French's Forest, Parramatta and Maryland. At n o o n we approached Penrith and drove up the winding road to the uncompleted site of the Warragamba Dam. From the suspension bridge we had a magnificent view. T h r e e hundred feet below rose colossal concrete c o l u m n s out of the dark murky floodwaters. Here and there we noticed moving dots; these were the workmen scurrying about on the massive concrete blocks. Some of these giants, 1 was told, were under more than thirty to eighty feet of water. This depends on the stage of construction that is reached before the flood. I was more than astounded to learn that the floor of the dam was covered with thousands of cubic yards of silt which has to be removed when the floodwaters recede. What a j o b ! I then observed that on the steep yellow escarpments of the narrow gorge stood some small sheds clustered together. Apparently when the flood warning is given, the heavy cables across the gorge c o m e to l i f e ; they pick up all the cranes, drilling and pouring e q u i p m e n t , the changing s h e d s — e v e r y t h i n g except the concrete blocks is lifted to the high land. In some of the concrete walls I saw t r e m e n d o u s holes; these are the entrances to a maze of air tubes inside which is a means of k e e p i n g t h e m cool. T h e concrete used in construction is mixed with ice to prevent shrinkage. W e c l i m b e d a w o o d e n flight of stairs, to witness this procedure. Our curiosity was greeted by deafening roars, crashes, and rumbles as of a minute earthquake. Without any warning, a few flaps at the end of mixers or containers sprang open, and with a m i g h t y crash a new supply of materials poured forth. To stand there for more than a second requires iron nerves! Surrounding this building are towers, control boxes and sheds of all descriptions. Although the men in the control boxes cannot see the gorge they

WE SEE TWELFTH NIGHT What a thrill! W e had just heard the exciting news that our class was invited to T w e l f t h Night (which we were studying for the Intermediate Examination this year) at the Elizabethan Theatre, Newtown. W e were to have seats for half price and were requested to c o m e on Anzac Day. So, on that day, after gathering at school, we set off' in high spirits, accompanied by Miss Leary, our Elocution Mistress, w h o had k i n d l y offered to come and keep order, if need be. We boarded a train and after a swift journey arrived at our destination. We then walked a short distance and rounding the corner were confronted by a host of laughing, chattering schoolgirls. Being among the first to secure our seats in the second front row, we watched school after school take their seats, until the theatre was full. T h e orchestra then began to take their places. They played a short overture, then the curtain rose. We held our breath. T h e strong masculine tones of Leonard Teale, our well loved radio star, filled the theatre, in Orsino's b e a u t i f u l l y worded o p e n i n g speech. It was truly moving. T h e other leading role, of Viola, was portrayed by another radio and theatrical star, Dinah Shearing. Her rich smooth voice sounded w o n d e r f u l l y like that of a young man, hers and Sebastian's being then almost identical.

L O R E T O direct the concrete trollies to the last inch of their journey, communicating by means of "WalkieTalkies." You may wonder how a Hood warning is given. An intricate machine does this job. On every river in the catchment area floats a small instrument. Every rise and fall is transmitted to the machine at the dam and by means of this, together with the rainfall reports, the operator can estimate a flood up to four or live hours before the time of arrival at the dam. The erection of the dam was begun approximately six years ago and will probably take another three years. The cost will be somewhere around £50,000,000. The purpose of such a huge project is that in the time of a drought there will be an adequate supply of water—so that a person may turn the tap on freely, any time, at any place. LENNEKE DUSSELDORP, Kirribilli.

CANBERRA Canberra, the Federal Capital of Australia, is situated two hundred and two miles south-west of Sydney in the Australian Capital Territory. The name "Canberra" is of aboriginal origin and was formerly the name given to that part of the Molonglo River district by the aborigines. T h e site upon which Canberra now stands was decided on in 1908, and in 1913 foundation stones were laid to mark the beginning of construction. By 1927 construction had progressed far enough to allow the transfer of Parliament from its temporary seat of government in Melbourne. To-day Canberra is a flourishing and expanding city with many beautiful buildings, landmarks and monuments. Parliament House is the dominating feature of the city and one of the most interesting buildings to the visitor. It stands out—a large three storey building, dazzling white against the surrounding greenness of the parklands. The building comprises the House of Representatives and the Senate with their offices and debating rooms.

CAMPING OUT Just before school opened, my father took my brothers and me on a camping out fishing trip to a lovely billabong called "The Rocks." My three brothers packed the sleeping gear into our car, and 1 found myself responsible for the necessary kitchen articles. We left after lunch, and for the first few miles our father named all we had forgotten, including the butter; but we were able to buy it in a little village called North Star. We arrived at "The Rocks" to find that flood water had gone down only a few days before, and left the hanks very muddy. After arguing over the best site for our camp, we eventually pitched it in a grassy hollow. Having fixed our beds, we separated and set off to fish for the remaining hours. While walking along the bank, I saw a four-foot black snake. Before I could seize a stick large enough to hit it with, the snake was gone. Later we arrived back at the camp with six fish, and we were delighted to find our father also with six fish. After Father had cooked our tea over the open fire, we checked our lines and went to bed. We soon discovered, to our dismay, that the mosquitoes were there in thousands. Few of us had any sleep that night, but we arose bright and early to check our set lines, and have breakfast. We went for a swim in a ready-made swimming pool, and the rest of the day was spent in fishing and exploring. That afternoon Father ruled that it was impossible to spend another night as bait for the mosquitoes, so we packed our gear, and set off home.

The Australian War Memorial is an imposing landmark on the slopes of Mount Ainslie, one of the main lookouts. It is approached by long flights of stairs, and inside the main entrance there is a long pool of water in open air which reflects the surrounding building and sky. The whole structure, made with light coloured stone is surmounted by a huge copper dome. The Memorial is the headquarters of the Australian War Records service. One of the most interesting exhibits is the Japanese submarine which entered the Sydney Harbour during the Second World War. It is broken in two pieces and one can stand in the middle and look down the corridor inside the submarine. One interesting monument is the American War Memorial. It is a tall column surmounted by an eagle with outstretched wings. This monument was unveiled by Queen Elizabeth II during her Australian visit. Among the mo t popular picnic spots outside Canberra is the Cotter Dam, the source of Canberra's water supply and a Mecca for campers and picnickers throughout the year. In summer the trees form a thick canopy over the roadway and in autumn the leaves fall, forming a thick carpet. Canberra was planned as a garden city. There is vivid colour in autumn when the leaves turn from green to gold, bronze and red. In winter the long rows of hedges are covered with berries, and brightly coloured birds come down from the surrounding mountains to feed there. However, spring is the loveliest season. Every street is lined with flowering wattles, almonds, peaches and prunes following each other in a succession of brilliant colours, and mingled with the foliage and greens of the rich countryside. ANN BRANNAN (Fourth Year), Kirribilli.

CELIA HAYES (14), Kirribilli.

ENGLISH AS SHE IS SPOKE—AND WRIT Teacher (dictating to class): The boy knows he has a long nose. Pupil (writing freely in the vernacular): The boy Nosey has a long nose.

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RETURN OF SEPTEMBER

h u n d r e d s of p i c n i c k e r s are e n j o y i n g t h e m s e l v e s as t h e y s w i m , or rest u n d e r t h e s h a d y trees. D o w n to F r e m a n t l e , and out to sea flows our Swan River, a t h i n g of b e a u t y and a joy f o r e v e r ! CATHERINE O'HALLORAN (12), ( F o r m III), C l a r e m e n t .

The new g r e e n life of d r o w s i n g bush goes out to meet the n i g h t ; An a r t i s t ' s b r u s h has swept the sky with blending d a r k and light. T h e f r e e s i a s cluster, h e a v y - s c e n t e d , c r e a m y cups upturned, Bathed in a d r e a m y , d i s t a n t sunlight, which h a s long since b u r n e d Its t e n t a t i v e a r d e n c e out upon the e a r t h . A splash of gold Glows on t h e c r i n k l e d w a t e r like a c a r p e t n e w unrolled, For some invisible d i g n i t a r y ; on cliffs of velvet black, Thin clouds, behind t h e t r e e s in delicate silhouette, d r o o p slack.

I AM HAPPY NOW 1 a m a little Latvian g i r l — N e w Australian, as m a n y old A u s t r a l i a n s call us. I never saw m y c o u n t r y , but I have h e a r d m a n y stories f r o m m y f a t h e r and m o t h e r as to w h y 1 a m in A u s t r a l i a n o w . S u r e l y y o u h a v e h e a r d that m a n y Latvians arrived h e r e to find shelter and a n e w h o m e . Latvia was a free and i n d e p e n d e n t r e p u b l i c u n t i l 1940. T h e n t h e Soviet U n i o n , by force, w i t h o u t e v e n d e c l a r i n g war, o c c u p i e d Latvia and b o t h our n e i g h b o u r i n g states, E s t o n i a and L i t h u a n i a . W e lost all f r e e d o m . Factories, shops, f a r m s were n a t i o n a l i z e d or taken over and all Latvians w e r e m a d e slaves of the communists. R e l i g i o u s services w e r e b a n n e d and c h u r c h ministers w e r e arrested. T h e sufferings of t h e Christian C h u r c h d o not differ f r o m those of t h e first martyrs of the Christian C h u r c h in A n c i e n t R o m e . M y f a t h e r k n e w a m i n i s t e r w h o was arrested in the c h u r c h , h a n d - c u f f e d and t h e n taken to prison, his o n l y o f f e n c e b e i n g that h e had p e r m i t t e d h i s c o n g r e g a t i o n to sing our N a t i o n a l A n t h e m "God bless Latvia." H i s parish never h e a r d of h i m again.

The River m u r m u r s , hushing, b r u s h i n g gently on t h e shore; And now I pray t h a t He will leave me this for ever more: This sight, these s o u n d s a n d scents that t h r o b against my h e a r t : my o w n ; The firm w h i t e sand, the b o a t s a d r i f t , t h e bird t h a t flies alone. ( S w a n River, S e p t e m b e r , 1955.) JOSEPHINE M. DUNPHY, Claremont.

OUR SWAN RIVER A small trickle of w a t e r Hows q u i e t l y d o w n the side of the D a r l i n g R a n g e s . It is o n l y a t h i n stream at first, hut as it travels it gets bigger and bigger. A f e w m i l e s f u r t h e r d o w n , it b r o a d e n s out and b e c o m e s a river. That's how our b e a u t i f u l Swan River starts. D o w n f r o m the ranges, o n t o the flat country, on and on, w i d e n i n g as it goes, until it reaches the sea at F r e m a n t l e . W e are p r o u d of our river, f o r t h e r e are f e w cities in the world w h i c h can boast of a b e a u t i f u l river like our Swan. S o m e t i m e s it is r o u g h , and the w a v e s are h i g h as the w i n d s b l o w strongly. B u t u n d e r t h e d e e p blue skies of t h e w a r m s u m m e r days, the Swan is placid and quiet. W i t h h u n d r e d s of y a c h t s riding over its surface, the Swan m a k e s a p e r f e c t p i c t u r e , as seen f r o m the heights of Mt. E l i z a , in King's Park. Far away, the Causeway B r i d g e spans the river, and over it thousands of cars travel b a c k w a r d s and f o r w a r d s each day. L o o k i n g d o w n f r o m our s c h o o l grounds we see a m a g n i f i c e n t sight over the bay. D o w n b e l o w ,

On 14th J u n e , 1941, Soviet p o l i c e arrested m o r e than 14,000 L a t v i a n m e n , w o m e n and c h i l d r e n . A f t e r a l o n g j o u r n e y u n d e r horrible c o n d i t i o n s all w e r e s e p a r a t e d , m e n into c a m p s , w o m e n to slave labour, and c h i l d r e n w e r e taken away and p l a c e d in j u v e n i l e h o m e s ; these c h i l d r e n have never seen their p a r e n t s again. My parents were lucky. A f t e r a long j o u r n e y t h r o u g h b a t t l e g r o u n d s t h e y Hew to s a f e t y in Czechoslovakia. H e r e I was born. W h e n e m i g r a t i o n started m y f a m i l y arrived in A u s t r a l i a and I am h a p p y n o w . W e h a v e our h o m e ; m y parents are w o r k i n g h a r d , but w e all k n o w w e are s e c u r e ; we do not want to b e slaves. I like m y new h o m e l a n d , s u n s h i n e , c l o u d s and rainy days. I like m y s c h o o l , c h u r c h and b u s y streets. T h e o n l y t i m e of t h e year 1 am in d e e p sorrow is 14th J u n e , w h e n all L a t v i a n s r e m e m b e r e s p e c i a l l y their relatives in slave c a m p s , and we sing our N a t i o n a l A n t h e m , "God bless Latvia." ILSA UPMALIS (11), Dawson Street.

QUINN'S ROCK ROAD 1956 Was some old f r i e n d Until I r e a c h e d the

f o u n d a t r a c k t h a t l u r e d me on, A t r a c k I did not know, T h a t w o u n d the w a y the wagons went, A h u n d r e d y e a r s ago.

new to tree,

beckoned

A n d t h e r e I f o u n d c a r v e d out in stone, And m a r k e d with f o u r stout sticks, " H e r e lies P a t Q u i n n w h o m a d e this road In 1856." JULIE MILLER ( S u b - J u n i o r ) , Nedlands. ( M u m m i e * helped me w i t h the last verse.) *Mary D u r a c k Miller.

T h r o u g h black-boys and t h r o u g h banksias, T h r o u g h prickly s c r u b a n d sand, A h u n d r e d y e a r s ago it seemed, A wild a n d lonely land — But though the t r a c k w a s Each scrub, each h a r d y

that sea.

me,

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OUR PLAY: "LITTLE WOMEN"

feet high, clustered together to make a village. Around the villages are their gardens w h i c h have a strong b a m b o o fence around them to k e e p the pigs out. At night the w h o l e f a m i l y , including the pigs and dogs, go to their hut by a small door which they close to keep the cold out. T h e y k e e p a small smoky fire burning all night, trying to k e e p themselves warm. It is very cold at night because the village is over five thousand feet above sea level. J. DWYER (10), Kirribilli.

(As Acted by Grades V and VI) MARCH: 17th.—We enjoy the film "Little Women." We decide to act the play for the feast of St. Mark. 18th.—Drama under the pine trees. Rehearsals begin in the paddock. 20th.—Official sanction. 21st.—Problems of casting. Noreen is Jo—no one else can say "Christopher Columbus" in quite the same way! 28th.—Home for Easter. We must r e m e m b e r to bring back some extra play-clothes. APRIL: 3rd.—Anita r e t u r n s with her best slippers—"devastating" for Amy! 6th.—Onwards. Rehearsals, a serious m a t t e r Susan, as Beth is trying to be quiet and retiring. 8th.—Rosemary is such a refined Meg when she tries! 2'0th.—Full dress rehearsal. Jo has to mend her dress. 24th.—A sleepless night. What if we forget our parts! Or Holly as Aunt March makes us laugh! 25th.—Labours unceasing till nightfall. 5 p.m.—The hall lights have fused. 5-7 p.m.-—Gloom. We eat very little. 7.15 p.m.—We will be able to light the stage with a spotlight. 7.45 p.m.—Where are Anita's slippers? 7.50 p.m.—And Aunt March's stick? 8 p.m.—A f e r v e n t prayer behind the scenes. 8.5 p.m.—Curtain! 8.35 p.m.—It is all over; and the audience is still clapping. We are very happy. 8.40 p.m.—Anita's slippers a r e found, in a play-box. 8.50 p.m.—Bed. It is very tiring being an actress! GRADES V and VI, Mary's Mount.

REVERIE It is a cold night, and as 1 sit in front of a roaring fire, my thoughts wander, and I find myself thinking strange things. T h e n my m i n d goes back to the "Far East" that I had read earlier in the day, and I start t h i n k i n g about missions. Korea; a centre of misery after war, with p e o p l e dying right and left f r o m u n k n o w n diseases. Indonesia; w h e n c e forces m a y yet advance u p o n Australia, w h i c h is the nearest vulnerable land. China; a nation that cannot m a k e up its mind, and is yet in debate as to which powerful force will prevail. Russia; behind the Iron Curtain is a legend of misery and suffering. S w e d e n ; a comforting yet disturbing country, neutral, and undecided. T h e n I think about the fearless missionaries w h o are trying to bring God's word to p e o p l e in whose lives there has never been such a thought. Suddenly, a loud crack startles me, but it is just that the big centre log has fallen in, the fire is now in glowing embers. Wreaths of smoke curl up, and my head droops down, starts nodding. Korea, China, Indonesia, Russia, Sweden, war and suffering, missionaries, missions, missions, miss MARGARET ROSE DUNPHY (12), Claremont.

"THE BISHOP WITH 150 WIVES" Have you read B i s h o p Gsell's book? I thought it delightful and most m o v i n g and 1 reviewed it last week for the A.B.C. He was an old friend of my father w h o k n e w h i m w h e n h e first came to the North as a young priest. Dad kept a daily journal for 65 years, and I was interested recently to see a reference to a buggy trip he and (the t h e n ) Father Gsell once took together in 1905. "I fear for my good friend," Dad wrote, "that if he goes through with this f o o l h a r d y mission idea he has for Bathurst Island, he will probably end with a spear in his back. I tell him this is putting his sublime faith in miracles to the supreme test." MARY DURACK MILLER. Perth. MEAN THIEVES They broke into J a n e ' s home one night and took several articles f r o m the lounge which Mother had just renovated; she had repainted all but one of the chairs. (This one had escaped Jane's notice.) Next day the family were saying of the thieves: "Weren't they mean to take this . . . and this . . . etc.!" Jane, staring solemnly at the unpainted chair: "Weren't they mean to take the paint off the chair!"

GOROKA T h e flight to Goroka, which is in the N e w Guinea Highlands, is over peaks and rugged mountains, with walls of thick jungle, and rushing torrents cascading down the rocks. Sometimes you see a narrow path beside a river, but otherwise there are no signs of h u m a n habitation. In between the h i g h peaks, there are two valleys, the Whagi Valley and the Goroka Valley. Goroka itself has a hotel, several stores and a very small bank and a post office w h i c h will hold about three people. T h e natives are very primitive and rub themselves in pigs' grease to k e e p out the cold. T h e y wear no clothes except sometimes a bunch of leaves, but they wear a head-dress which is m a d e of Bird of Paradise and other beautiful feathers, w i t h a band of fur or small shells, sometimes trimmed with bright beetles. Pearl shells around their necks is a sign of wealth, though they don't use it for money. Their houses are made of grass and bamboo. T h e y are perfectly round and very low. about four

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After we had explored below we went to examine above. There were old rusty engines, guns, a few dead penguins and many birds. Later we had afternoon tea on the boat, during which we saw a squid swim under the boat. We stuck a fishing spear into it and pulled it on board. H e squirted dirty black fluid everywhere, all over the afternoon tea and us. We thought it better to put him back in the water in case h e did it again; we were wet enough as it was. We arrived home at about five o'clock after a very enjoyable day. ANNA SINN (13), Toorak.

In February the Leaving and Matriculation Classes had the experience of seeing one of the greatest exhibitions of beautiful and valuable books ever set up in Australia. It was on the occasion of the celebrations of the Public Library of Victoria, which this year is one hundred years old. It is the oldest free Public Library in Australasia. In the great Reading Room, beneath a dome which is the fifth largest in the world, the Library treasures were set out for the public to see. The most valuable books were shown under glass. One of the most interesting exhibits that we saw was the oldest book in the Library. This is a manuscript on Music, written in 969, one hundred years before William the Conqueror landed in England. It looked almost as fresh as when it was written. Surrounding it was a glittering array of illuminated manuscripts most of which had been printed one hundred years ago in various monasteries in Europe. There were some interesting Australian writings, including a journal written by Matthew Flinders soon after he arrived in Australia. The first newspaper published in Melbourne was on show. It was written by hand by John Pascoe Fawkner. John Batman's diary was also there open at the page with the now famous entry: "This will be the place for a village." T h e most spectacular exhibits were, I think, the beautiful books on birds, published in the last century. The plates were all hand-engraved. We were told by the Librarian that the Library was founded by five public-spirited men, the most famous being Mr. Redmond Barry, who was afterwards knighted. In later years he was the Judge who tried Ned Kelly, and one of the exhibits was the file dealing with this trial which showed the Judge's signature at the bottom of the death sentence. It was a very enjoyable morning: Melbourne should indeed be proud of its magnificent Library. VIRGINIA FEELY, Toorak.

ON THE WAY TO LAKES ENTRANCE In the Christmas holidays we went to Lakes Entrance, a delightful place in summer. We started off from Melbourne at about 8 a.m. First we went to Albury to pick up our aunt. We stayed there for two nights and then we went on to Omeo. Now, Omeo is a delightful place, high up in the mountains. We stayed in a hotel there for two nights before going on to Lakes Entrance. While we were there, we went to Hotham. A friend of Mummy's owned the new chalet there. We had a very nice lunch there and then we took the little girl who lived there for a drive up to the snow. We didn't have very far to go because the snowwas over the road just after we went past the old Hotham chalet. Daddy took photos of us standing on the hard snow and then all of the children, as well as myself, ran down and made a lot of snowballs. Then we arranged ourselves at different places along the path. Then came the exciting bit. T h e grown-ups were just walking down the path, talking when we all threw our snowballs. Nearly all of us hit at least one of the grown-ups. Then we had to go back because it was getting late. We dropped the little girl off at her home and then drove down to Omeo. Next morning we started off for Lakes Entrance and arrived there safelv. ELIZABETH HAMILTON (Grade V), Toorak.

THE FORT

A STREET SCENE AT DUSK

On the 14th September we went to the Fort, a little island in the middle of Port Phillip Bay. It was a lovely day. At two o'clock we set out. As we travelled farther out, we looked back and saw the cliffs of Sorrento getting smaller and smaller. It took half an hour to reach the island and as soon as the boat was moored, we all scrambled out, to explore it. Now the island was used during the 1st World War to protect Melbourne: so there were many exciting things to see. We found a big hole and after about a minute of hesitation guess what it was? An underground passage. There were many more passages on the island, and many tunnels too. They were full of holes, cobwebs and boards crossing in front of you, to trick the enemy if the island was invaded. There were a few Secret Rooms which we could not get into.

The day had been hot in the city, a dusty, unpleasant heat; and now at dusk, the breeze cooled the faces of the tired people on their way home from work. The sky was still light even though the great hot sun was setting; but there were no flaming colours streaking the pale sky. In the city the sun does not waste time trying to beautify the ugly streets and dismal houses. Down in the street, children played on the scorched pavements. Grubby little urchins, laughing and shouting, chased one another. On the step of a shabby terraced cottage, sat a little girl, pale and listless, playing with a rag doll. Then a little boy teasinglv grabbed it from her and ran off. A tired group of women, chatted idly over their fences. A few men walked wearily home from work.

L O R E T Oa r e m e d y for aching feet. 1 like the sight of the sun setting in the west, all red and golden. 1 like it w h e n 1 get all m y school work right. I like to think that as long as I live God is always thinking of me. NOLA FAY ( S u b - I n t e r m e d i a t e ) , Mary's Mount.

their shirts sweat-soaked and creased. Some of the younger ones talked in groups, smoking and pushing the hair from their sweaty foreheads. A young girl walks briskly past them, ber high heels beating a quick rhythm on the pavement. T h e y stand talking until the darkening sky beckons them to their houses. T h e y disperse and the street is empty. T h e sun has almost set. A few stars are scattered across the sky. A mother stands at her picket gate, calling her children in from the street. A n o t h e r woman greets her husband. T h e street is deserted as darkness falls. Only the battered doll lies forgotten in the gutter. Darkness is cooling and refreshing after a long day in the squalor and dusty heat of the city. ELIZABETH FINLAY, Toorak.

THE KING'S CUP Not many schools in Australia can boast of being within the O l y m p i c enclosure. W e can! Shortly after Easter, we began to notice crews rowing on the Lake, crews with long rhythmical stroke and powerful drive. The Crews for the King's Cup, the award for the best crew in Australia, had arrived in Ballarat. As we sat at meals we grew used to seeing a lean bow flash past the finishing-line just outside the Refectory window, and the day-scholars kept us abreast of the progress of the crews. "N.S.W. rowed a championship time last evening." "One of the West Australians strained a muscle this morning." And so on. T h e heats were held on Friday morning, 4th May—N.S.W., Victoria and Western Australia qualified for the finals. Most of us worked diligently all m o r n i n g — w e will not speak of the privileged f e w — b u t all were rewarded at dinner. W e saw the finish of the Victorian heat from the verandah! Saturday came. T h e day of the finals. T h e lakeside was crowded w i t h visitors from all over Australia and their shouts made more urgent our "oh, do be quick's" to the slow-coaches. T h e n , we w a l k e d out the back gate and were in the enclosure! Only later did we discover that all other spectators had to pay for admission. W e had our own private entrance! T h e King's Cup was rowed at 3.30. Ranged on the tennis courts, those w h o stayed behind, could see across the lake, over the crowd, to the starting point. A tense silence, and then, the commentator's "They are on their way." Victoria and N.S.W. were locked together, Western Australia only a little behind. Half-way, they were still rowing, stroke for stroke. T h e roar of the crowd drowned the loud-speakers. In the last hundred yards, the Victorian stroke called on his m e n for a final, heroic effort and Victoria passed the finishing line a few feet ahead. A memorable race. And we saw it all in quiet c o m f o r t ! Our seniors strolled into the enclosure, w h i l e the Middle Division and the Juniors witnessed everything from the tennis court. T h e only school in Australia within the O l y m p i c enclosure! ANNETTE DONEY (Matriculation), Mary's Mount.

THE BEAUTIES OF AUTUMN Nature's artist, A u t u m n , is here to paint with wonderful strokes of red, gold and brown the leaves and saplings. She also paints with merry red the cheeks of girls and boys, w h i p p e d into colour by the autumn winds. Look carefully at a leaf and you will see with what care it has been tinted. So many hues! N o two leaves the same! All painted with so m u c h love and kissed by the dew, then swirled down, d o w n by a playful breeze to the earth to make a carpet of natural splendour, beautiful e n o u g h to enchant any heart no matter how f u l l of bitterness. Take a walk with me and e x a m i n e the beauties of A u t u m n . We will walk down a solitary lane together. W e c o m e to an old oak. Each leaf is perfect, yet each is different; and so m a n y colours. N o one could make anything so perfect, that is, no one but God. It is God's gift to us, the A u t u m n a gift to make us realize that He is God and that He loves us. A u t u m n is His "painting.'* JANET BOLLEMAN (12), Mary's Mount.

I LIKE . . . 1 like the fragrant scent of roses in Spring; the apple-blossom and the gumtips. I like the warm breeze of summer on my cheek. 1 like the soft pitapat of rain w h e n 1 am snug in b e d ; and the fresh, sharp air on a bright, sunny morning. 1 like the soft tweet of drowsy birds before they go to sleep. I like the e c h o i n g horn of the diesel on a cold frosty morning. I like the savoury odour of soup boiling on the stove and the clean, waxy smell of freshly polished floors. I like the feel of freshly laundered sheets on my bed. 1 like the smell of a roast in the oven and the thought of chicken for dinner. I like the clouds w h e n they are black and threatening; the angry clash of thunder proclaiming the entrance of a storm. I like the wind w h e n it whistles round corners and shrieks through cracks. I like the feel of the warm earth on my bare feet. 1 like the little streams that tinkle down water falls and gurgle over rocks. I like a nice hot bath as

MY DOG TIM I have a little dog, and his n a m e is Tim, I put him in the b a t h - t u b to see if he could swim, But he didn't seem to like it and ate up all the soap, It wasn't very sensible — he'll not be ill, I hope! SUSAN DAZIEL (7), Marryatville.

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ROLL CALL: LORETO CONVENT, CLAREMONT M. C O N N O L L Y C. C U N N I N G H A M M. D O D D C. D U N P H Y 1. D U R A C K T. F I T Z P A T R I C K G. G R I E V E M. H A Y E S I. H A Y W O O D 1. H O P K I N S 1). H U R S T V. 1 A C K M A N K. I. A V A N 11. L O C K Y E R Y. M A R T 1 X K. M () R G A X I). M O R R O W s. X O B I . E N. O B E R G M. O ' C O N N O R M. O ' N E I L L E. O ' N E I L L I. P E T T E R S O N L. R Y A N M. S I N G L E T O N A. S T A N L E Y K. V A L L E N T I N E S. W O O D

LEAVING C. A N T O I N E M. B U T L E R C. D A L Y - S M I T H G. E T T I N G E R J. E O N T A I N E I. H U N T j. H O W I E S O N P. K E L L Y M. K I N G C. M A G E E M. O ' H A R A D. O ' N E T L H. R E I L L Y A. S L A T T E R Y S. W A T K I N S

SUB-LEAVING F. B U R K E S. C R A N S T O N J. C U L L E N "G. E V A N S E. F I T Z G E R A L D I. G A D S D O N N. G A R D N E R S. G L Y N N 1. G O E R K E A. H O L B R O O K G. I I O R S F A L I . A. J O N E S I). M c P H E E S. M E A G H E R M. N O B L E E. O ' C O N N O R D. O L L I V I E R T. S H A N A H A N S. R O U T L E D G E G. W H I T E

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MOTHER'S DAY Mother's Day! That is the day on which children gather together to show their love and gratitude to their Mothers. There are gifts flowers, breakfast in bed, outings and family reunions. The children range from tiny todlers who hardly understand the meaning of Mother's Day, to the sons and daughters, now mothers and fathers themselves, who return home on this day to be once more a h a p p y family under their mother's care. The size and quality of the gifts do not matter to the mother who finds her ceaseless work and cares rewarded on these days. Happy and rewarding as these manifestations are, it is often unknown or forgotten that there are lonely and desolate old ladies to whom Mother's Day brings no happiness. We were privileged and happy to be able to take the place of their children, when we visited the old ladies of Glendelough, a Home for the aged, kept by the Little Sisters of the Poor. Although the visit of the members of Our Lady's Sodality was very short, and our onlv gifts were small posies of flowers and kind words and smiles, we were satisfied that we had brightened up the day of these mothers, and shown them that they were not completely forgotten by all.

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We left Glendelough with the gratitude of the old ladies ringing in our ears, and the remark made by the old gentlemen of the H o m e : "Don't forget Father's Day." We received no material reward for our small act of kindness, but we know that we had the blessing and smile of the most loving Mother of them all— Our Blessed Mother in Heaven! ANNE JONES (Sub-Leaving), Claremont.

LORETO GIRL "Loreto Girl, Loreto Girl, dressed in grev. Just what may I do for you to-day? "Give me a bowler, a blue bowler, please, And a new blue tunic down to the knees. And an overall blue and a blue blazer too! Dispose of my gi'ev with its brim so deep. Now, mind you have my address to keep!" "Loreto Girl, Loreto Girl, how else can I serve?" "Fawn hose will blend well, and these I deserve And wait, Mr. Shopman, a new brogue shoe Oh 1 almost forgot, 1 shall need size two!" "Loreto Girl, Loreto Girl, you do look neat, From the top, all B L U E to your shiny brown feet." NOTE.—Written on the occasion of the change of the "Osborne" uniform from Grey to Blue. JANET DI.TRACK (Junior Public), Claremont.

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CLASS III & IV B A C K R O W : S. H o g a n , S. M e y e r , C. D a l y , N. P a g e , B. S t e w a r t , M . O ' H a l l o r a n , R. O ' H a l l o r a n . C. B r i d g e w o o d , L. H a c k e t t , P. Hopkins, M. O'Halloran. D. A v e r y , Y. A n t o i n e , E. A h e r n , T . A t k i n s o n , N. Collier, C. W i l k i n son, A. D o n n a n , M. B o d d y . FRONT ROW: M. Adams, J. N i g h t i n g a l l , J . L a v a n , V. S t e w a r t , S. W o o d , M. L a d n e r , M. L a d n e r , C. C l a i k e , M. G a r d i n e r , S. F a r rell, J . M o n k .

SODALITY OF OUR LADY AND PREFECTS B A C K R O W : A. J o n e s , G. E t t i n g e r , H . Reilly, J. Howieson, J. F o n t a i n e (Prefect), P. Kelly (Prefect), S. Watkins, J . Cullen, A. S l a t t e r y , S. M e a g h e r . MIDDLE ROW: J. Shanahan, C. Antoine ( P r e f e c t ) , C. D a l y S m i t h (Prefect), J. H u n t (Prefect). F R O N T R O W : M. B u t ler ( P r e f e c t ) , D. O ' N e i l (Prefect), M. O'Hara (Head Prefect), C. Magee (Prefect), M. King (Prefect).

CLASS I, II & PREP. B A C K R O W : R. O r r , J . B o d d y , J . Connolly, W . Conway. J. Meehan, V. L u m s d e n , K. D o b s o n , N. T e a g u e , J . H a d f i e l d , L. R y a n , M. H o l b r o o k , P A d a m s , S. S t e w a r t . MIDDLE ROW: P. Connolly, P. F l y n n , J . O ' H a l l o r a n , K. F i t z p a t r i c k , T . F l y n n , T . Cocks, J . M a h o n e y , G. Tomlinson, J. O'Connor, J. Lawrie, P. Bull, P. M a h o n e y , T. H a w k e , D. F a r r e l l y , P . O r r , M. W i n s h i p . F R O N T R O W : S. S h a n a h a n , C. R o s s i , E . K e e l e y , M. K e e l e y , J . D e l f f s , E . H o p k i n s , M. K e l l y , P . M o r g a n , P. B a k e r , A. H a w k e , M . F a r r e l l , A. M c B r i d e , G. R y a n , M. H i c k s .

LEISURE HOURS AT LORETO, CLAREMONT One girl, at least, is practising for Sports Day

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PRE-VIEW OF FASHIONS FOR 1957 It is my good fortune to have been among the privileged few to obtain details of perhaps one of the most startling conferences of our age, a preview of the amazing revolution in fashions for 1957. A conference guarded w i t h the most elaborate security measures was held a f e w months ago, and attended by some of the world's most famous society and fashion experts. T h e most important feature of this m e e t i n g was the fact that all w h o attended were males. During the discussion, an outstanding fact was revealed, h i d d e n for years, and destined to hit the male population of the world like a bomb. It appears that s o m e t h i n g over a century ago, a group of fashionable w o m e n met secretly and devised a terrible C O N S P I R A C Y . These w o m e n decided that the men were devoting too m u c h time and e x p e n s e to those vanities w h i c h they considered should have been women's privilege only to enjoy. The men of their age not only equalled, but f r e q u e n t l y excelled them in beauty and grandeur of dress and style. T h u s they vowed to change this state of affairs regardless of the time or trouble it would take. And so, through the years, certain w o m e n , little by little, reduced the male attire to the drab, ugly and u n c o m f o r t a b l e garments they wear to-day. Until a few years back, women reigned supreme; fashion magazines by the thousand advertised and flaunted the beauty of the f e m a l e dress only. Then, suddenly something went wrong, something happened w h i c h had not been foreseen by the w o m e n conspirators. Men's dress became all the rage for women! In a few months, the w o m e n of the world were slinking around in men's long pants, men's shorts, variations known as Jeans and matador pants, men's shirts. W o m e n cut their hair as short as did the men, the only difference being that w o m e n went still further and wore short hair with the chewed effect. Now at last the men have awakened from their long sleep. At their c o n f e r e n c e it was decided that women had not only made the male drab and uninteresting to look upon, but had even m a d e fools out of them by adopting their own attire and making fun of it. In the words of the Chairman himself: "'For too long the male has been the downtrodden victim of women's wiles and conspiracies; and so now the worm turns." On behalf of the male p o p u l a t i o n of the world, here is the decision of the conference—let the w o m e n wear the pants—and good luck to t h e m ! T h e revolution in male attire has at last come. N o longer will men wear in Winter heavv overcoats, drab suits and faded ties. It's back to the knee breeches of doublet and hose. Beautiful brocades waist-coats, colourful cravats, sparkling buckled shoes for even-

ing wear, and dashing knee-length leather boots from Napoleon's era for the day. Ordinary coats are banned. Instead there will be s w e e p i n g velvet cloaks in dramatic reds and blacks, blues and whites, billowing romantically behind the wearer. For the head, there will be hats adorned with waving plumes. N o more short hair. Men's hair will be worn long, tied back w i t h a ribbon. Baldness will not be endured. Men with thinning hair will be adorned with dashing wigs. T h e n for S u m m e r wear, what could be more handsome and noble than the glorious Roman Toga, falling in stately folds, bordered with colourful designs? Of course it is realized that some men will object to this revolution, m a y even refuse to join in, pretending some false affection for the unspeakable garments they wear. T h e s e will have to endure the scornful glances of their revolutionized brethren— they will feel foolish, unattractive and traitors to their species. Gradually there will appear first a bright waist-coat beneath the dull coat, then the flowing cravat, and so on until they are c o m p l e t e l y and as beautifully attired as their fellows. Hair styles for men will receive great attention, and magazines, such as the "Men's Weekly,' will have pages devoted to Togas and how to drape them most effectively, how to keep shoe-buckles bright, and the best powder for wigs. Articles will be written on how to prevent stockings from wrinkling at the knee, how to swing the hat and whirl the cloak most romantically. And what of the w o m e n ? T h e r e they will stand —their fashions almost extinct — f e e l i n g foolish, ashamed and drab, k n o w i n g full well what magnificent creations they will have to conjure up to outdo the glorious Birds of Paradise that were once "mcrelv men.'* PATSY MILLER (Leaving Class), Loreto, Nedlands. APPLE DIET Sister was teaching Numbers to the Juniors: "If I have three apples a n d eat one how many are left?" The right answer came. After a while, Helen said, "Sister, won't you eat another apple? I know the answer." PROMOTION FOR JIM A boarder went home for her brother's wedding. At school on the day itself a group of her f r i e n d s were discussing the occasion. "And," said an infallible junior, "by now, Jim will be Mister Jones." THAT ELUSIVE "TH" A mother corrected her three-year-old son at a meal for speaking with his "mouth full." He defended himself with great dignity and most careful enunciation: "My mouse is empty." A little three-year-old visitor to a convent was asked her age. She answered proudly: "I'm flee and a half."

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the lug hastened to her side. After having guided her safely into the open sea, the tug wished the coalboat boil voyage and watched her out to I he horizon. GALE GOURLAY (15), Loreto Convent, Portland.

'"How do you do, my f r i e n d ? I represent the Portland Harbour Trust; and every visiting ship is put under my care. I try to make them as comfortable as possible while in port." '"I suppose from m y appearance you can see that I m a coal boat. My name is the River Hunter. I'm rather looked d o w n on by ships higher up in society though really I do an invaluable work. I d like to see them gel along without me." "Yes, I'm sure they would find it a difficult task. Would you move over towards the side of the pier like a good f e l l o w ! Just a little bit further! Quick now, before another wave comes and drags you awav." "That's easier said than done. T h e r e is quite a swell to-day. I'll be lucky if 1 berth!" T h e tug rammed its nose h e l p f u l l y into the side of the dirty, rusty coal-boat till she was tied up and her anchors dropped. "1 suppose now that you are here vou would like to know all about our town. By the way, I expect you to stay at the pier during your visit." "Thank you very m u c h for your kind invitation; a well-needed rest it will be, too. My back is nearly broken with the weight of my cargo." "Yes, I'm sure it is. Well now to get back to these places of interest. First, there is the new breakwater. When c o m p l e t e d , it will be 4,280 feet long. A second one has just been c o m m e n c e d ; it will measure 3.70(1 feel. The project will cost twelve million pounds. In three years* time, you will have no trouble in berthing. This will be an all-weathers harbour." ""1 hope 1 shall still be on this trip. By the way, what was that spire I could just distinguish through the mist as I c a m e near the l a n d ? " ""You have good eye-sight for one w h o is getting on in years. That is the spire of All Saints" Church." ""It is certainly a fine landmark. I can see great splashing near the shore. Could it be a school of porpoises?*' ""Not at all! It's a school of girls! T h e Loreto children are having their afternoon swim. You can see the convent beside the church. N o w , if you look towards the left of the pier you will notice clumps of trees. T h e y are growing in the gardens. In there yon would find a sad spectacle if only you could go across! Inside a wire enclosure and under a tiled roof is a brave little lifeboat! Almost a hundred years ago, it rescued nineteen p e o p l e who had been clinging to the battered wreck of the "Admella for over a week, buffeted by the waves and almost dead from exposure and starvation. 1 would rather be that abandoned whale-boat near the shore. At least it is in its natural element. But, of course, there h u m a n s think they are paying the lifeboat great h o n o u r ! "

AN OBLIGING WHALE This is the story a sailor told his children: Our big fishing boat drifted desolately on the darkening waves. On deck all was busy, as usually is the case on big fishing boats. Roving Bill, as they called your now respectable father, had just c o m e u p on deck and was chatting gaily to his friend when suddenly the boat heaved and vibrated as an enormous whale butted its head against the hull. T h e men gripped the bar; they knew what this meant. T h e y waited, grim-faced, in the darkening night, but nothing h a p p e n e d . T h e captain let a boat over the side and went to investigate. What was his delight and astonishment to find that the whale, which had thrust his enormous head into the helm, had been wedged in there, between two pieces of iron, thus blocking up the hole he had made. T h e captain returned and told ihe crew, who celebrated this news by cups of steaming cocoa. "And so," ended their father, "we sailed home, the first ship ever to survive a collision with a whale." ANNE SPARKS (13), Mary's Mount.

THAT LITTLE DEMON: SPARK Long, weary m o n t h s of drought had brought untold misery to landowners and stock alike. T h e unfortunate animals wandered listlessly about the long dried-up creeks, desperately seeking drink. I he yellow, withered grass and d r o o p i n g trees bent h u m b l y to the unmerciful rays of the midday sun. About this time, Spark was born: such a little speck of flickering light he was too, lying there concealed among the grass. Encouraged by the playful little breeze w h i c h ran around the trees, Spark danced happily, but soon he grew so wild with excitement that h e f o u n d himself h o p p i n g . . . skipping . . . j u m p i n g . . . then tearing madly through the parched undergrowth. Faster and faster be went — s t o p p i n g for nothing. He j u m p e d to the trees, he j u m p e d to the fences. He chased stock and, as he went, left the w h o l e countryside a blaze of dancing, leaping flames. A playful little breeze blew sadly around the cindered trees seeking Spark, but young Spark was n o w h e r e to be seen. Sitting atop (In1 highest tree, the y o u n g d e m o n , now a dying flicker of light, s h a m e f u l l y eyed the damage lie had done. In a burst of patriotism and love of the country he had so cruelly destroyed, Spark died. Bui the result did not die with him, and that Australian bush will always bear those savage marks which fire leaves. JULIA BYRNE (14), Kirribilli.

For several days, long lines of trucks were filled with coal and despatched to various country centres. Finally the River Hunter raised her Blue Peter and

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Top Left: The College. Below: Lake Albano with Mt. Cavour in background. Rowing events of the 1960 Olympic Games to be held here. Left: Swimming pool at the Villa taken f r o m the roof of the house. Cardinal Gilroy, an ex-student of Propaganda, had it built for the students. No excavation was needed as a bomb dropped there during the war. Other pictures show activities of student W. Fulton's camerata. (Continued on foot of p. 61)

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SHAKESPEAREAN FESTIVAL THEATRE, STRATFORD, ONTARIO, CANADA "What's in a n a m e ? " Stratford got its name accidentally in 1831, w h e n W i l l i a m Sargint was offered a piece of land free if he would build an inn beside a new road through the Canadian wilderness. Sargint agreed, and built his inn at a spot where the road crossed the Little T h a m e s river. For a tavern sign, h e hung up a picture of Will Shakespeare; in time the name attached itself to the inn, the hamlet at the bridge became Stratford, and the river was called Avon. Eventually, the railway came, and with it a collection of small industries that clustered near the stream and m a d e the banks of the Avon an eyesore. Then, in 1904, the citizens organized a Parks Board to clean up the riverfront. Over the years, it acquired land, planted trees and shrubs, and dredged the river to form lovely Lake Victoria in the heart of town. To-day there are 1300 acres of parks from one end of the city to the other, their centre of interest a formal English garden tucked beside the arched stone bridge at the original crossing—Stratford's Shakespeare Gardens. But for all its parks, Stratford was to its neighhours ""just a railway-shop town," and the townsp e o p l e had their lovely Avon pretty much to themselves- until T o m Patterson came along. T h e Shakespearean Festival is the fulfillment of a boy's dream. T w e n t y years ago, w h e n he was fifteen, T o m Patterson had never seen a serious stage production. But he had lived all his life in this place where streets, and even schools bear Shakespearean names. One night w h e n the Canadian National Railway band was playing in a Stratford park, T o m sprawled on the turf with the music floating between him and the stars. He began to visualize "a Shakespearean theatre here, just like the one in Stratford in the Old Country." T h e idea excited him. It never left him. After six years as a soldier in World War II, Tom went to work for a magazine in Toronto. He kept his dream to himself until one day in 1951 when he ran into the mayor of Stratford, David Simpson. He told the mayor his idea. Simpson was enthusiastic, and T o m went to Stratford to talk further with anyone w h o would listen. Finally, the Stratford Chamber of Commerce f o r m e d a committee to "study possibilities." Then someone suggested that Dr. Tyrone Guthrie, former director of

SHAKESPEAREAN FESTIVAL THEATRE, STRATFORD, CANADA Vast tent, with 16 tiers of seats seating 2,000, has grey walls, terra-cotta roof, is hung with blue draperies to improve acoustics. It is a canvas and concrete structure. the Old Vic Theatre in London, might be interested. T o m p h o n e d h i m across the ocean and said he thought he could dig up $500 if Dr. Guthrie would c o m e over and advise the committee. When Patterson met Guthrie at the Toronto airport in July 1952, the towering Scots-Irishman demanded. "Now, then, what's this all about?" Tom started his reply by confessing that he knew nothing about theatre. ""If the rest of the committee is as honest, we'll get along fine,'* said Guthrie. T h e director e x p e c t e d the Stratford committee would consist "mainly of artistic and excitable elderly ladies of both sexes, with a sprinkling of businessmen to restrain the others from spending money." Instead, he was surprised at tin1 youth of the group, and the fact that men outnumbered w o m e n five to one. T h e c o m m i t t e e realized that if they were going to produce fine Shakespeare they would not make a lot of money, and would have only slender h o p e of ever m a k i n g ends meet. Still their enthusiasm was high. After two weeks" investigation, Dr. Guthrie gave the group his professional advice: Canada had enough good talent for all supporting roles for such a project, but get top stars—"the very best"—for the leads. Only two plays a season at first. Lavish costumes, but s i m p l e lighting and settings. An apron stage, to return to the intimacy that existed between

Continued from page 60. Top Right: The Camerata gives an hour's e n t e r t a i n m e n t to the Superiors and Prefects of the College. In the centre of the front row is the Hector with the Rector of 1946 (now a Bishop) on his left. On his right is the Bursar, and then the first Vice-Rector. The second Vice-Rector is at the other end of the front row. Both ViceRectors are Yugoslavs, expelled from their country The Rector is an Italian; also the Bursar. Centre Right: The Camerata before leaving for High Mass. Always, before leaving in a group, we line up and say the aspiration: "Immaculate Virgin, pray for us." This has been the custom for just on 100 years, since the day when the floor of the room (upstairs) in which Pope Pius IX was giving an audience to Propaganda students, collapsed. As the Pope fell he said aloud this aspiration; all were preserved from serious injury: hence the origin of the custom. Bottom Right: The Camerata. Back Row: England, Ireland. India, Siam, Iraq, Australia, Australia. Middle Row: Australia (W. Fulton),* Africa, Japan, Africa, Siam, Australia. Front Row: Japan, Jamaica, India, Greece, Korea. *Son of Bessie Fulton ( S h a n n o n ) , Past Pupil, Mary's Mount, Ballarat.

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Top Left: Interior, showing the 3-sided, open-type stage. Top Right: Alec Guinness greeting his wife and their son, Matthew. (The actor and his son have recently become Catholics.) Lower Left: Alec Guinness as the King of France in ALL'S WELL T H A T ENDS WELL. Lower Right: In the dressing-room as a dresser puts the finishing touches to the costume of Richard III (Alec Guinness).

L O R E T 0 cast and audience in Shakespeare's time. N o permanent building until there was an audience big enough to warrant it. Meantime, a tent would give shelter, wouldn't it? T h e n , alter presenting his bill for two weeks' expenses—$7.50—Dr. Guthrie flew back to Britain to direct the Edinburgh Festival. T h e f o l l o w i n g m o n t h l o i n Patterson went to England to shop for talent. He sought out Alec Guinness, Britain's best-loved star, and invited h i m to lunch. "Can we talk m o n e y ? " T o m asked early. But by the time lunch was finished Guinness was so enthusiastic that he was saying, "Look, T o m , I'll be satisfied with expenses." Besides Guinness, w h o turned down a fat film offer to accept this job, T o m lined up Guthrie as producer, and the talented stage designer, Tanya Moiseiwitsch. By December, Guthrie and Guinness had decided on the plays King Richard III and All's Well That Ends Well. Guthrie came to Canada and, in five days interviewed 317 candidates for supporting roles. T h e Stratford Shakespearean Festival of Canada F o u n d a t i o n had been set up with Dr. Harrison Showalter as chairman and Tom as Director of Planning, and now they set out to raise $150,000 in donations. Tanya Moiseiwitsch's design for the theatre was unique and daring. It called for a concrete amphitheatre resembling a deep-dish pie with all but one slice removed. T h e remaining slice, projecting into the centre of the a m p h i t h e a t r e would be the stage, built on several levels. Seats would be tiered up on three sides around it, with no spectators more than 55 feet from the stage. T h e entire amphitheatre was to be covered with canvas, suspended by steel cables from external masts, and hung on the inside with drapery to improve acoustics. A Toronto firm of architects went to work on the plans, a Chicago firm agreed to make the tent, and in April 1953 a young local contractor, Oliver Joseph Gaffney, began excavating. "Now," say? Guthrie, "the Jeremiahs, the Headshakers, the Finger-waggers began to have a good time." Public confidence in the project weakened. Collections slowed, collections stopped. The crisis c a m e on May 1, while contracts were being signed. T h e F o u n d a t i o n was committed to pay $66,400, but had collected only $48,250. And by the end of the week the Foundation would have to pay $15,000 for the tent. T h e fulcrum on w h i c h all now turned was the faith of one man. Gaffney, the contractor. Calmly, Gaffney announced that he would keep his construction crews and machinery at work whether he was paid or not. He still can't explain why he did it. His declaration turned the tide. T h e f o l l o w i n g week two anonymous donations were received, one for $10,000, the other for $25,000. Soon the collections from subscribers reached $157,000. Ticket sales began to boom, and an extra

week had to be added to the season s schedule to take care of the 62,000 requests. Now T o m Patterson's "impractical idea" had b e c o m e "our festival. And then, on July 13, 1953, came opening night. At dusk a two-toil bell rang out, calling for silence in the city. A fanfare of trumpets s u m m o n e d the gathered notables — and critics —- through the turnstiles to their places. T h e lights d i m m e d slowly. Outside, the boom of a cannon sent the w i l d f o w l screaming and w h e e l i n g up from the Avon's glassy surface; inside a deep hush was descending. Then, in the silent blackness, a pencil of light stabbed out and caught the crook-backed, malevolent figure of Richard, as he launched the evening w i t h : "Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer . . ." Later that night, when the spell was broken, the enthusiasm of the audience gave hope to all who had believed in the venture. T h e next night's performance of All's Well That Ends Well was even more warmly received. B e f o r e the season ended, the favourable reviews and the m o u n t i n g demands for tickets convinced even the sceptics: the Festival was in Stratford to stay. That winter the whole town became part of the team. W o m e n stopped playing bridge to organize themselves into Shakespeare study classes. The town's book dealer h a p p i l y discovered that tin1 Bard was a best-seller. F o u n d a t i o n headquarters had to be enlarged because the staff was besieged with outof-town requests for tickets for the 1954 season. That year they staged Measure for Measure and The Taming of the Shrew, and also Sophocles' Oedipus Hex. James Mason was brought from H o l l y w o o d as star. W h e n the season ended, the profits not only wiped out the first year's losses hut left a balance of $32,000 to start the present season.

FROM ONE OF THE AUDIENCE (Excerpts from a letter to a former teacher) T h e stage (as you will see by the picture) gives great possibilities for crowd scenes. In Julius Caesar the mobs came from the top of the tent down the aisles dividing the seats, to the foot of the stage and on to it. It gives us the feeling of being one of them. B e f o r e Marc Antony's speech, he rushes up the steps on the left on to the balcony, calling out "Friends, Romans, etc." and tries to make himself heard over the yelling of the mob. It was really thrilling; some of the actors even stayed in the aisles holding banners or flags . . . In each of the plays the stage is quite bare except for the few "props" added. In the tent scene in Caesar they bring in a few pieces of hession, hanging them about to give the idea of a tent. In all the plays there is great m o v e m e n t ; and, as there are no curtains or scene-shifters, the scenes f o l l o w closely on each other. Quite often, as a character goes off in one scene, the next character comes on in the next scene. T h e feeling of continuity in the plav is thus verv satisfving . . . THORA MACKIE* (nee Short) Canada. (Past pupil, Loreto Abbey, Ballarat). *Thora also sent the pictures and story.—Ed.

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THE OLYMPIC GAMES IN MELBOURNE

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Bv the time our magazine is published, the Olympic Games will have passed into Australian history. Everything will have been said and done; and readers might even turn from the idea with weariness and boredom. They will have heard a hundred times how Greece began the Games at Olvmpia by the beautiful River Alpheus and how she held the monopoly over them from 776 B.C. until they were abolished by the Roman Emperor, Theodosius, in A.I). 393. So important were the Games in ancient Greece that the Greeks reckoned their time by Olympiads—an olympiad being the period of four years between the Games. Thus, strictly speaking, we should not call the Olympic Games in Australia, the Australian Olympiad, though it does make a neat heading. As we write there is an intensity of preparation, and if our readers could bear with a retrospective survey next year, we shall give it to them. By then the tumult and the shouting will have died away; and in comparative calm we shall be able to give a more balanced appraisal of this great event.

GAMES Stamp design by Anne Hartigan (Normanhurst)

ONE OF GRANDMOTHER'S STORIES behind body-length shields, the boys who were making their debut, as it were, lighted the coconut trees. We decided to wait and see if they had any guns among them. They usually used spears and arrows. T h e guards were told not to fire till the hunters did. The drumming continued but the hunters did not move. They appeared to be waiting for something. Soon we saw what they were waiting for: The arrows were lighted and taken to the leaders who immediately started firing them at the house. Our guards replied to the challenge and wounded two hunters. Your grandfather and uncles were also firing from the house while we loaded the guns that were not being used. Paul was hit but not seriously, and, after having the wound bound up, he returned to his post. Two guards had been hit and were brought inside while the whizzing and staccato shots continued outside. Then, suddenly, a guard rushed out into the open and ran for the kitchen for water. One of the arrows had landed on the wall nearest the hunters! Your grandfather and your uncles rushed outside with water while Rosette and I "manned the guns." We fired as quickly as possible to protect the men out in the open. W e hit a few attackers but it was no thanks to my marksmanship. Rosette did the aiming. The hunters had lost a good many men because the trained guards were taking toll all the time. The hunters began to draw away, still shooting arrows. To our relief none of them had guns and they were no match for us. (Continued on foot of p. 65.)

Your grandfather and 1 had a plantation on Malakula, an island in the New Hebrides group. The homestead was large and surrounded by lawns and gardens. Beyond the gardens was a high wire netting fence, laced through with barbed wire and with barbed wire running along the top. The fence was used as a protection against the occasional raids of hunters, out for scalps. One afternoon during the wet season, Rosette (your mother) went to the hen-house with a native girl to collect some eggs. While they were there another native ran up and told them that the hunters were down from the hills. Gathering a few eggs, Rosette and the girl ran back to the house. Rosette rang the gong four times. About ten minutes later Paul and Emile came in. After being told the news they put out the shelters. Your grandfather and Charles arrived with all the boys. On being given the message, your grandfather sent the boys for their blankets and clothes. The boys would have to spend the night in the compound. In half an hour everyone was inside the compound and the gates were locked. Guards were posted behind the shelters and the rest retired to bed as it was getting late. What awoke me was a pig squealing. Your uncles came into the bedroom and we had a "council of war. Undoubtedly the hunters had arrived and finding the boys' huts empty, they knew they were expected and so they killed a few pigs. Soon the usual drumming began. It started indistinctly and gradually the volume increased as the natives approached. While the hunters advanced 61

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WE WERE THERE T E DEUM L A U D A M U S sang the school-girls at Loreto Convent, Nornianhurst, as we knell in the chapel a f e w minutes after arriving there. We would like to have lifted our own voices in praise and gratitude, hut our hearts were too full for words. Twenty-four hours earlier we had knelt at the Divine Master's feet in the chapel in Mary's Mount, Ballarat, for His blessing as we, five and twenty novices, eager-hearted but more than a little sad, set out 011 our long journey to Sydney, where our new novitiate was ready to receive us. Now that we are here and settling in h a p p i l v , we would like to recall some incidents in this adventure, though its real import is spiritual rather than spectacular.

On Wednesday, the day before we left Ballarat. His Lordship Bishop O'Collins, said Mass at Marv's

Mount. Later, he gave us a little farewell exhortation on the value of obedience and on the importance of aiming at taking the spirit of Mary's Mount with us. T h e B i s h o p has always shown a fatherly interest in the novitiate, and 011 both sides there was sadness at the good-bye. That afternoon we said our good-byes to the Mary's Mount c o m m u n i t y in the novitiate. At the evening visit to the Blessed Sacrament we went to the organ gallery for the last evening h y m n : Invocations to Our Lady of Fatiina. We were a bit shaken by all these "lasts" in dear Mary's Mount. For the most part, that is until the final day, we were saved from any e m o t i o n a l crises by sheer hard work, packing, packing. A Sydney firm of hauliers had been commissioned to call for all our heavy luggage; this they did 011 their way back from a trip to Adelaide — all by road. T h e r e were humorous touches, you may be sure, as we packeo. One evening at lecture we were reading the new life of Mary Ward, The Wedge of Cold, and had just reached the account of her imprisonment at Munich and the hardships she endured there. At this stage there was a knock at the door: two novices arose and carried off Mother's table, as she sat at it. T h e hauliers' van had come. During those last days we were greatly touched by the kindness and courtesy of the Mary's Mount Community, as indeed we have been touched by these qualities in all the professed nuns w h o m we have met during the past week, w h e t h e r in Ballarat, Melbourne or Nornianhurst. Now that we have withdrawn into our customary novitiate seclusion, we do not expect to meet any of t h e m until after our profession. But we would like t h e m all to know what a precious m e m o r y they have made for us; we feel that we have seen put into action the advice of our Holy Foundress, Mary W a r d : "Ours should be as courteous to each other as if they were strangers; but as affectionate as if they were sisters." To return to our train journey from Ballarat: \\ e had four reserved compartments both 011 the trip to Melbourne and from Melbourne to Sydney on the fine Spirit of Progress, the express to Sydney. It leaves Melbourne at 5 p.m. and arrives in Sydney about 11 a.111.; so it is a long night trip. When the Ballarat train reached Melbourne we were met by friends with their cars—many of the novices had relatives w h o helped with the transport. In this

Continued from page 64. Their idea had been to tr\ to burn down the posts holding up the barbed wire, hut they had forgotten that the posts were green. I worked this out the next day by the fact that several posts had burnt wood 011 the outside and that the bark was singed. By dawn the hunters had c o m p l e t e l y disappeared and we were able to inspect the damage. One of the walls would have to be repaired. Ten coconut trees had been badly burnt, hut at least twenty had not caught properly and were just singed. We were luekv!

One guard was badly hurt and four were slightly injured. Paul and Charles had been hit but their wounds were not serious. I b i s was the first time the hunters had been to our place since the c o m p o u n d had been built and the\ didn't c o m e back again. My dear, you don't know how lueky you are with your motor cars and aeroplanes. Think of what we had to put up with. Anyway here is a tale you can tell to your grandchildren. JACQUELINE SEAGOE (Third Year), Kirribilli.

For at least a month before we set out there was great activity in the novitiate at Mary's Mount, for we had to make a clean sweep of our community room there. That was no small task, for treasures had been collecting there for eighty years. Oh, those top shelves in the various presses! Many of the books stored on high must evidently have been too recondite and wonderful even for our predecessors. We, less serious readers, wrote them off' in our minds as: "First edition, in the original Greek," as we handled them with awe and ver\ carefully. T h e n there were the well-loved statues and pictures from the walls - they certainly must go to our new h o m e in Nornianhurst. So, bit by hit, the room lost its furniture. When we packed up the statue of Our Lady, Mother Provincial gave us one to put in its place for the interim, so that our dear Heavenly Mother might preside over our going. And indeed she did, for everything went without a hitch. On the Sundav morning Father A. Began, C.SS.R., said Mass, and, later, gave us our last theology lecture- an extra one, on the Mass. That closed the study we had done with him on the Blessed Eucharist and the splendid work Father had done for the novices for eight years. (We look forward to seeing him again during his Christinas holidays. I On Tuesday our chaplain, Father Downes, said good-bye to 11s in the library. Later he presented 11s with a copy of Riciotti's Life of Christ. This extra copy will be a great help with our Scripture study, and a constant reminder of Father's kindly interest in the Novices.

L O R E T regard we owe a great deal to Mother M. Assumpta (Toorak) who spared no pains to ensure that everything went smoothly and that we were driven out to Parkville, where Mother M. Francis at St. Mary's Hall had arranged that the short afternoon interlude should be interesting and comfortable. T h e novices all agree that they had a delightful experience in enjoying the hospitality of Mother Francis. A m o n g the treasures we were glad to see the beautiful crucifix wrought by Mr. Dan Flynn. At St. Mary's Hall we felt the atmosphere of a deeply spiritual culture; we were seeing that indefinable spirit that characterises Loreto Houses where the motto, Cruci dum spiro fido, is lived. After that pleasant afternoon we had to set our faces towards the long night journey to Sydney. At the Spencer Street railway station, where we caught the Sydney Express, p e o p l e stared amazed at the twenty-seven nuns on safari. T h e ticketcollector at the gate was slightly suspicious, as he frowned at a neat figure in hat and coat, w h o seemed to be trying to get past with the nuns. "Oh . . . er . . . I'm one of these," explained the postulant. He let her through. Again, a trim little hat; and the question: "Are you one of these?" Soon we were all aboard, and night was falling as we swayed out into the countryside, snuggling down for a cold night. We knew that we would have to get out about midnight at Albury, where trains are changed. \ s we looked out over the darkening fields, with one accord, we began to say the Rosary aloud in thanksgiving for all the favours we feel we have received from the Most High.

One incident of the m a n y we have laughed over since that night: As a conductor paused at my c o m p a r t m e n t he saw a girl sitting in the midst of us. W h e t h e r out of solicitude for her or for us h e said to her discreetly with a raising of his e y e b r o w : "Are you in this party?" She nodded, her mental comment b e i n g : "Very much so." Yes, a postulant. Thanks to the maternal planning of M. M. Teresita (Mistress of Novices) and of M. M. Judith (SubMistress) our meals en route were skilfully p l a n n e d and p a c k e d ; two meals on that night trip: supper and breakfast. On arriving at Nornianhurst we were delighted to see Mother Provincial, Mother Superior and the w h o l e c o m m u n i t y assembled to greet us. We felt at h o m e immediately. We said good-bye to our friends and relatives w h o had with such cheerful p r o m p t i t u d e driven us out from the Central Railway station. Little tables were arranged in the fine reception room where they had morning tea after we had all been to the chapel for the T e D e u m . W e went to our new h o m e — t h e beautiful new novitiate with its lovely clean lines and spacious balconies. W e were tired and still not a little excited. Yet not too excited to pray to the good Lord to help us to prove worthy of all that is being done for us, and to make us true and generous daughters of Our Lady's Institute. THE NOVICES. The Novitiate, Loreto Convent, N o r m a n h u r s t , Sydney. 16th July, 1956.

THE BLESSING OF THE NOVITIATE saying the words of the ceremony. He took only a few minutes, and then he proceeded back to the convent up the sloping drive between the guard of honour to the main school building, to take off' his vestments and have afternoon tea. As we went away we looked back at the building shining in the sun, framed by green fields and clear blue sky, and we wondered how many of the girls present would one day by called by God, and would be back there as novices. A little more than a week later the novices arrived. There was great excitement a m o n g the girls, because, of course, many of the novices had been to school here and at Kirribilli in recent years, and were well remembered by those in the higher classes. T h e day they arrived, Friday, 13th July, was sunny and bright after some days of rain, and we all considered it a lucky day. T h e novices were dressed in black veils, instead of the usual white ones, for travelling. Alas, we saw them only in glimpses and from afar. When they arrived they went to the chapel, and the girls sang the "Te Deum.". A f t e r that w e went back to our classrooms; but even there we felt the excitement of the great day. MARY McEVOY (4th Y e a r ) , Normanhurst.

T h e beautiful new novitiate was blessed by Cardinal Gilroy on Wednesday, June 27th.* The novitiate is a large, graceful building of three storeys with glorious views from the balconies. In one direction it is possible to see South Head lighthouse, and in the other direction one can see as far as the Blue Mountains. T h e Harbour Bridge is clearly visible at all times, though eighteen miles away by road. W h e n the Cardinal arrived to bless the novitiate the sun was shining in a brilliant blue sky; we felt that was a sign of God's favour. T h e girls formed a guard of honour along the drive, and punctually at three o'clock the Cardinal's car turned in the main gates and rolled up the drive to c o m e to a halt outside the main door. Fr. H e r l i h y (Columban Fathers) and Fr. Nolan of Waitara were waiting to welcome him on the verandah. His E m i n e n c e was accompanied by his secretary, Father Cullinane. T h e Cardinal was welcomed by the nuns and then went inside to change into his vestments. T h e girls formed another guard of honour along the path to the novitiate. The Cardinal came along the path in procession with the priests and altar hoys, and entered the main door of the building. We waited outside w h i l e His E m i n e n c e went from room to room, sprinkling holy water and •See page 7.

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A SAINT CAMPED "Oh, that man was a Saint all right," old Paddy, a mission educated Broome aboriginal once told me. "Oh yes, I remember him as a child. He camped here you know and he put up that big cross there behind the Presbytery. He used to say Mass in a tent there and camped in a bough shed. All alone he looked after the children and the old people, the sick and the dying when there was nobody else to care. Mostly lie went bare foot because he had 110 money to buy boots. Sometimes he worked as a labourer to earn money for his poor people, until he became too sick for hard work. He faded to a shadow, poor Father Nicholas; but he was a great Saint, that man. He gave his life for our people and he belongs to us."

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services of a remarkable half-caste woman married to a pious Manillaman who acted as his sacristan. In his evidence the priest describes her as "a good, pure and trustworthy woman," but, alas, the townspeople Were unable to believe that any half-caste could have selfless and worthy motives in undertaking such a task. Slanderous reports of her character, later completely disproved, caused the closing of the first native school in Broome. "Sadly," Father Nicholas told the Commissioner, "1 was forced to distribute the elder girls into service amongst the European ladies of the town. Some of the elder boys 1 later sent to Beagle Bay mission. All the younger children, too young to go into service, I have supported until the present time." There being then no Sisters at the mission, he did not consider it advisable to send the little girls also to the mission, but continued to teach them himself. He also purchased some town allotments from subscriptions raised largely among Catholic Manillamen employed in the pearling industry; and with their help he erected the little church that stands to-day, and a number of huts for Christian married couples. For his sick people Father Nicholas took up a few acres on a headland some miles out of the town and every day walked to them through the hot, heavy coastal sand and scrub, bringing food and medicines. A few of the more serious cases, needing constant attention, he kept at his own quarters. But let the official evidence speak for itself.

ROYAL COMMISSION IN 1905 Even so, it was not until recently, perusing a battered document with the uninspiring title of ROYAL COMMISSION ON T H E C O N D I T I O N OF THE N A T I V E S , W.A., 1905, that I realized the full magnitude of the character and work of the Spanish missionary, Father Nicholas Emo. It would seem that the Royal Commissioner, Walter E. Roth, was much of old Paddy s opinion, though the language of an official report is necessarily colder and more precise. Father Nicholas" evidence was taken in French as his English was not, apparently, very fluent. He told the Commissioner that he came to Broome with a party of Trappist fathers to found an aboriginal mission and that he was elected to remain alone in the pearling port while the others pushed on to Beagle Bay eighty miles north. After a few years the Trappist Fathers, for some reason, returned to Spain, giving over the mission to the Pallotines, who have remained there ever since. Father Nicholas, however, obtained formal permission from his General Superior to live and die in Australia on behalf of the natives.

PART OF A DREAM COMES TRUE "Who pays for all this?" "I do, but now I have given all I have. I have no more. And for the first time, after ten year's work amongst these people, I am in debt . . . Though I have to admit it with a wounded heart (le coeur navre) the time has come when 1 must abandon my work for the sick unless the Government comes soon to my assistance." "Are there many old and infirm blacks in the neighbourhood of B r o o m e ? " "Yes, I have often found them dying of hunger, in the absence of a little care and kindness . . . abandoned to their fate like dogs." "What influence has your work had on the aborigines of this area?" "Many have become, comparatively, law abiding and good Christians; but a great difficulty is the temptation to drink, offered both by Europeans and Asiatics: drink is offered with a view to obtaining their ,women. I believe my work has borne good fruit in that the non-Christians in the bush invariably come to me for help, and I frequently visit their camps to assist as best I can . . . I regret that I know of forty-four non-Christian infants who have been killed by their mothers at birth, and one child even of four years old who was killed and eaten by its mother: now the latter is a Christian. I

FIRST NATIVE SCHOOL IN BROOME The good priest was a voice crying in the wilderness in that polyglot port where few found time to consider the welfare of the aborigines. A few, certainly, gave donations towards his work; but they smiled at the shabby figure of the zealous monk who was so foolish and misguided as to talk of educating the aborigines. The blacks, they said, were very little removed from animals. The best the men could aspire to was labouring work and the women to domestic service. It was not possible to educate them further or to bring them to any understanding of Christianity. Blandly, people whose coming had been responsible for the breaking of the aboriginal's ancient moral code and the disruption of his tribal wav of life, talked of the superior wisdom of leaving the blacks alone. «fi!;--; Father -Nicholas went his own way, established his little school, and managed at last to enlist the

L O R E T O a l w a y s let t h e blacks k n o w that I am f o n d of their c h i l d r e n and offer t h e m rice and flour f o r any infant they d o not want. In this way 1 increase m y flock and also m y f i n a n c i a l r e s p o n s i b i l i t i e s . . "But w h e n t h e t i m e c o m e s f o r y o u to be c a l l e d to rest and t h e s e blacks n o l o n g e r h a v e y o u to turn to . . . ? " "I have given m u c h t h o u g h t and p r a y e r to this matter. I h a v e instructed t h e m as far as p o s s i b l e and d o n e what I can to secure t h e land f o r t h e married c o u p l e s . B e y o n d that t h e i r f u t u r e is i n t h e h a n d s of G o d / ' As a result of this report s o m e G o v e r n m e n t assistance was at last f o r t h c o m i n g . T h e Sisters of St. J o h n of G o d c a m e to B r o o m e in 1906, e s t a b l i s h e d a c o n v e n t and o r p h a n a g e and began work also at t h e B e a g l e B a y m i s s i o n . F a t h e r N i c h o l a s lived to

see at least part of his d r e a m c o m e true. H e d i e d at B e a g l e Bay, w o r n out with work and p r i v a t i o n for t h e a b a n d o n e d dark p e o p l e to w h o m h e gave his love. If, in his d e d i c a t e d and o b s c u r e l i f e , h e r e c e i v e d little a p p a r e n t gratitude and has h a d little official r e c o g n i t i o n since his d e a t h it is m o r e t h a n h e ever asked or e x p e c t e d that a n o t h e r g e n e r a t i o n of dark p e o p l e s h o u l d call his n a m e blessed. " H e was o u r saint," t h e y say. " H e b e l o n g s to us." O n e of the m i s s i o n Sisters told m e recently that w h e n m o v i n g t h e o l d c e m e t e r y to a n e w site she had h e l d t h e skull of t h e h o l y m a n in h e r h a n d s and an old a b o r i g i n a l w o m a n w e p t as s h e kissed h i s beads and s h o w e d w h e r e she h a d m e n d e d t h e m w i t h w i r e as a little c h i l d . MARY DURACK MILLER, (Past Pupil, C l a r e m o n t . ) P e r t h , 1956.

IMAGINED

INTERVIEW*

WITH GROUP-CAPTAIN

C H E S H I R E , V.C., D.S.O.,

P A M : G r o u p - C a p t a i n C h e s h i r e , 1 am r e p r e s e n t i n g t h e r e p o r t e r s ' g r o u p of t h e Y . C . S . at M a r y ' s M o u n t a n d I h o p e y o u will allow m e to ask y o u a few q u e s t i o n s . F i r s t l y we w o u l d like y o u to tell u s s o m e t h i n g about yourself. C H E S H I R E : A s a b o y 1 loved p l a n e s . A n d so I v o w e d at a v e r y e a r l y a g e t h a t 1 w o u l d j o i n t h e a i r - f o r c e . 1 loved t h e feel of flying a n d t h e f r e e d o m a n d c l e a n n e s s u p t h e r e . All a l o n g I h a d a f e e l i n g t h a t 1 w o u l d n o t b e killed. I n d e e d , I w a s v e r y l u c k y a s a bomber pilot. P A M : Y e s , b u t t h e r e ' s a little m o r e t o it t h a n t h a t , s u r e l y ? Didn't you w i n t h e V i c t o r i a C r o s s , t h e D i s t i n g u i s h e d S e r v i c e O r d e r a n d t h e D i s t i n g u i s h e d F l y i n g C r o s s for y o u r v a l o u r o n m a n y o c c a s i o n s over Germany. C H E S H I R E : Y e s , 1 w a s l u c k y e n o u g h t o be d e c o r a t e d . P A M : I s it t r u e t h a t you w e r e B r i t a i n ' s official o b s e r v e r at t h e d r o p p i n g of t h e first a t o m i c b o m b ? C H E S H I R E : Y e s , a n d w h a t I saw t h e n b r o k e m y w h o l e life o p e n . W h e n I s a w t h a t m u s h r o o m cloud b i l l o w i n g u p f r o m t h e first explosion, 1 realised that our world was faced with the most h i d e o u s d e s t r u c t i v e p o w e r of all t i m e . E i t h e r h a t e w o u l d d e s t r o y t h e w o r l d , or else w e h a d t o l e a r n t o love a g a i n . P A M : And what exactly do you m e a n by that, G r o u p - C a p t a i n ? C H E S H I R E : S h o r t l y a f t e r t h e d r o p p i n g of t h e b o m b , I m e t D r . Takaski Nagai, a famous J a p a n e s e radiologist. H e was a victim of t h e b o m b . Hut a l t h o u g h he w a s d o o m e d t o die, he t a u g h t m e t h e love of C h r i s t , love e v e n of h i s e n e m i e s . 1 w a s a s t o n i s h e d a t t h e f a i t h in t h a t b r o k e n b o d y a n d 1 b e c a m e a C a t h o l i c . P A M : H o w did you c o m e to b e g i n t h e w o r k you a r e d o i n g n o w ? C H E S H I R E : W h e n 1 came back from Canada after recuperating from illness, 1 f o u n d t h a t o n e of t h e e x - s e r v i c e m e n 1 h a d t r i e d t o s e t t l e w a s in h o s p i t a l d y i n g of an i n c u r a b l e c a n c e r . The h o s p i t a l

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could not k e e p h i m so I d e c i d e d t o t a k e t h e m a n to m y h o m e in H a m p s h i r e a n d t e n d h i m m y s e l f . W h e n 1 saw h o w h a p p y 1 c o u l d m a k e h i m , 1 w a s d e t e r m i n e d t o p l e d g e myself t o relieve t h e s u f f e r i n g s of u n w a n t e d , c h r o n i c sick. 1 h a d t h e d e b t t o w o r k off f o r t h e s u f f e r i n g s t h a t 1, a n d all c o n c e r n e d w i t h t h e b o m b , h a d caused. i ' A M : H o w m a n y h o m e s h a v e y o u o p e n e d for t h e u n w a n t e d , c h r o n i c sick? C H E S H I R E : At t h e m o m e n t , we h a v e s e v e n h o m e s f o r t h e i r relief. W e o p e n e d a n e w o n e in B r i s t o l last m o n t h . BAM : Do y o u r e c e i v e a g o v e r n m e n t g r a n t f o r t h e h o m e s ? C H E S H I R E : No, the h o m e s receive no g o v e r n m e n t g r a n t but are h e l p e d b y d o n a t i o n s . T h e p a t i e n t s a r e e n c o u r a g e d t o b e a s selfs u p p o r t i n g a s p o s s i b l e a n d t o d o all t h e y c a n t o look a f t e r t h e m selves a n d e a c h o t h e r . P A M : T h i s w o r k a m o n g t h e sick, e s p e c i a l l y t h o s e w i t h d i s e a s e s like c a n c e r , m u s t be p r e t t y r e p u l s i v e a t t i m e s . W h a t k e e p s you g o i n g ? C H E S H I R E : I a m g l a d you a s k e d t h a t . W h e n I w a s in I t a l y I w a s p r i v i l e g e d to see t h e H o l y S h r o u d . O u r L o r d ' s o w n F a c e b a t t e r e d a n d t e r r i b l y w o u n d e d a s it w a s at H i s d e a t h , is i m p r i n t e d o n it like a p h o t o g r a p h i c n e g a t i v e . W h e n e v e r 1 look at t h e t o r t u r e d f a c e of o n e of m y sick p e o p l e , 1 t h i n k of C h r i s t ' s a n d I r e a l i z e t h e n w h a t a p r i v i l e g e it is to h e l p e a s e t h e i r s u f f e r i n g s . I t is r e a l l y h e l p i n g C h r i s t in H i s P a s s i o n , you k n o w . P A M : T h a n k y o u v e r y m u c h G r o u p - C a p t a i n . It is i n s p i r i n g t o t h i n k of y o u r g e n e r o u s C h r i s t i a n c h a r i t y . * F a c t u a l l y c o r r e c t ; c.f. t h e b i o g r a p h y of G r o u p - C a p t a i n Cheshire: N O P A S S I N G G L O R Y , by A n d r e w Boyle.

PAM BYRNE (16), Mary's M o u n t .

THE GIPSIES T o this d a y there are m a n y p r o o f s that the vagrant Gipsy race is still w i t h us. A l t h o u g h to-day t h e g i p s i e s are n o t o u t l a w e d as in t h e past, t h e r e is an i n s e p a r a b l e barrier b e t w e e n R o m a n y and Gorgio. ( T h e latter is t h e gipsy n a m e f o r nonRomany. ) T h e r e are v e r y f e w Gorgios w h o h a v e ever m a s t e r e d the R o m a n y tongue. T h i s , like t h e race itself, is o n e of the u n s o l v e d m y s t e r i e s of the world. N o b o d y can say f o r certain w h e r e t h e R o m a n y c a m e f r o m , nor h o w the l a n g u a g e o r i g i n a t e d . All we k n o w is that these p e o p l e just crrived.

T h e i r first a p p e a r a n c e is said to h a v e b e e n in Paris, in t h e early 15th c e n t u r y . W h e n t h e g a u d i l y dressed g r o u p s of p e o p l e w e r e asked f r o m w h e n c e t h e y c a m e , t h e y said t h e y w e r e good Christians f r o m little E g y p t . T h e y d i s a p p e a r e d as t h e y had arrived, m y s t e r i o u s l y . The gipsies h a v e a l w a y s been t h e world's vagrant race, g o i n g f r o m c o u n t r y to c o u n t r y , never h a v i n g a settled h o m e . O n c e t h e y w e r e said to h a v e possessed magical powers and to be in l e a g u e w i t h t h e devil.

L O R E T O L i t t l e E g y p t is s o m e w h e r e b e t w e e n G r e e c e a n d Armenia. N o e v i d e n c e exists c o n c e r n i n g these " E g y p t i a n s , " but there is a p o s s i b i l i t y that they o r i g i n a t e d in India. Six h u n d r e d years ago they had r e a c h e d the borders of t h e Eastern M e d i t e r r a n e a n , and later Western E u r o p e . T h e y are u s u a l l y s m i t h s or horse-dealers, and g a i n e d f a m e as fortune-tellers, dancers and violin players. In central E u r o p e s o m e G i p s i e s w e r e granted " f r e e d o m of air soil" to w a n d e r about, and w e r e even given fire and m e t a l f o r t h e i r s m i t h works. S o m e were sold, and b e c a m e slaves t h r o u g h barter. T h e r e are at present a b o u t three quarters of a m i l l i o n G i p s i e s in E u r o p e . S o m e p e o p l e d e s c r i b e t h e m as u n c o u t h , black dirty and barbarous. In earlier times, t h e y c a m e led by a w e l l dressed g i p s y c o u n t and a f e w knights. Thev h a v e a l w a y s loved dogs and e n g a g e d in t h i e v i n g and c h e a t i n g . T h e y h a v e b e e n k n o w n to steal a little l o n e l y c h i l d n o w and t h e n . E v e n in this c e n t u r y drives have b e e n m a d e against t h e m in E u r o p e . T h e y are in the w h o l e a quiet h a p p y f o l k , l i v i n g a f r e e l i f e of their o w n . T h e y do not possess laws nor d o t h e y desire t h e m . The G i p s i e s are the greatest idlers o n e can i m a g i n e . T h e y love their f e l l o w s , but are very q u e e r in their b e h a v i o u r to any " w h i t e " person. C U S T O M S : W h e n there is a q u e s t i o n of m a r r i a g e they d o not c o n s i d e r e x p e n s e but s p e n d m o n e y f r e e l y on sweets and drinks. B e f o r e g o i n g to t h e priest, the girl m u s t p u t a l u m p of sugar u n d e r h e r arm t o ensure t h e s w e e t n e s s of her w e d d i n g . T o be sure that t h e b r i d e g r o o m ' s l o v e lasts f o r e v e r , t h e girl must gather h e r b s on c e r t a i n n i g h t s w h e n the m o o n is full. O n e of h e r tasks is to h a n g jjarlir in the kitchen f o r luck, and against evil. T h e g r o o m , a week b e f o r e his w e d d i n g , m u s t go a r o u n d t h e t o w n drinking with his f r i e n d s in every tavern. He must

not t o u c h water. A t t h e m a r r i a g e c e r e m o n y of the G i p s y , in a d d i t i o n to t h e religious c e r e m o n y in the c h u r c h , t h e h e a d of the tribe takes an e a r t h e n w a r e jar and a f t e r filling it with w i n e , drinks it. and m a k e s t h e bridal pair drink, a f t e r p l i g h t i n g their troth. T h e n h e t h r o w s the jar b e h i n d h i m and it breaks into m a n y pieces. H u s b a n d and w i f e pick up t h e f r a g m e n t s of t h e jar a n d k e e p t h e m . It is b e l i e v e d that t h e y w i l l live t o g e t h e r as l o n g as t h e f r a g m e n t s r e m a i n in t h e i r possession. T h e w e d d i n g is at first c e l e b r a t e d at t h e h o m e of t h e b r i d e ; t h e n it m o v e s to the groom's h o m e . Such a w e d d i n g starts 011 S a t u r d a y and d o e s n o t e n d till M o n d a y night. T h r o u g h o u t t h e s e three days all the doors are left o p e n and all c o m e r s w e l c o m e d . M U S I C : It arises f r o m l e g e n d s and b a l l a d s of t h e i r race. T h e p o w e r to p l a y and sing m e l o d i e s is i n b o r n . T h e wild n o m a d i c p e r s o n a l i t y of t h e G i p s y e n a b l e s h i m to p e n e t r a t e e a s i l y t h e hearts of the p e o p l e in w h o s e c o u n t r y h e h a s m a d e his h o m e . Music is t h e i r l i f e : m e l o d i e s , a c c o r d i n g to t h e m , m a y b r i n g storms or s u n s h i n e , cause sickness or restore health. T h e most d r a m a t i c G i p s y song is t h e " B o c e t e . " sung to t h e dead p e r s o n by paid mourners. T h i s is a final attempt to w a k e n t h e dead. T h e singers cont i n u e f o r t w e n t y - f o u r hours, b e i n g relieved at intervals. T h u s exists a v a g a b o n d and p i c t u r e s q u e tribe with not a w o r r y to t h e i r n a m e . G i p s i e s are t h e r i d d l e of t i m e ! W h e n c e did this race c o m e f r o m , h o w did their language o r i g i n a t e ? M a y b e s o m e day w e will k n o w ! I h a v e met Gipsies, e v e n in Australia. T h e y r e t a i n t h e i r c u s t o m s and t h e i r great love f o r music, but t h e s e particular G i p s i e s live a n o r m a l A u s t r a l i a n life. ROSEMARIE ULASZYN (18), Marryatville.

CHINA OR PORCELAIN P e r e D ' E n t r e c o t t e s , a F r e n c h J e s u i t Missionary, gave to E u r o p e its first k n o w l e d g e of C h i n e s e porcelain. At Ching-te-Chen, w h e r e P e r e D ' E n t r e c o t t e s lived, h e g a i n e d h i s k n o w l e d g e of the p o r c e l a i n industry, m a i n l y by his o w n o b s e r v a t i o n and f r o m the s t a t e m e n t s of t h e potters a m o n g s t his converts. This k n o w l e d g e h e set d o w n in t w o long letters, dated 1st S e p t e m b e r , 1712, and 25th J a n u a r y , 1722, which p r e d a t e d and greatly influenced the manufacture of p o r c e l a i n in E n g l a n d and E u r o p e . T h e i r beginnings f r o m the p o i n t of view of style w e r e based p u r e l y o n the p o r c e l a i n of Ching-te-Chen and other C h i n e s e m a n u f a c t u r e r s . In Pere D ' E n t r e c o t t e s ' vivid d e s c r i p t i o n of Ching-te-Chen in its most flourishing t i m e , he tells that all t h e p o p u l a t i o n ( e s t i m a t e d at over a m i l l i o n ) even the blind and c r i p p l e d , took part in t h e production of t h e p o r c e l a i n . T h e three t h o u s a n d kilns of Ching-te-Chen blazed at n i g h t "with the semblance of a town on fire." Every section of t h e making of a p i e c e of p o r c e l a i n , t h r o w i n g , m o u l d i n g , assembling of parts, or the p a i n t i n g of various sub-

jects, w a s allotted to a s e p a r a t e w o r k m a n . S o m e t i m e s a p i e c e w e n t t h r o u g h as m a n y as s e v e n t y h a n d s . C o n s e q u e n t l y it is rare to find a p i e c e of C h i n e s e p o r c e l a i n that d e p i c t s t h e c h a r a c t e r of any s i n g l e potter. W e call o u r s e l v e s m o d e r n in our age of s p e c i a l i z a t i o n , w h e r e a s it dates back three c e n t u r i e s or m o r e . T h i s era of p o t t e r y r e t a i n e d m o s t of t h e q u a l i t i e s of t h e Ming and earlier p e r i o d s . It was an era of e s p e c i a l l y fine s i n g l e - c o l o u r e d glazes. P e r h a p s the most characteristic p i e c e of t h e t i m e was " f a m i l l e verte" c a l l e d b e c a u s e of t h e p r e d o m i n a n t green e n a m e l used. Later, in 1720, c a m e "the rose-pink c o l o u r , " t h e so-called " p u r p l e of Cassius" derived f r o m g o l d . T h e n a m e given to this was " f a m i l l e rose." T h e s e F r e n c h n a m e s , by w h i c h we k n o w t h e m to-day, c a m e to be f r o m the d e s c r i p t i o n of P e r e D ' E n t r e c o t t e s . R e i g n i n g at this t i m e in China was E m p e r o r K a n g H'si and in F r a n c e L o u i s X I V . PHILLIPA MCCLELLAND, Toorak.

L O R E T O

A PORTRAIT

dered into the wilderness and rested under a tree. He blew his horn several times but no one heard. He was in the habit of wearing on his breast a small golden cross bearing the image of the H o l y Virgin Mary. This holy relic he h u n g on a wild rose bush in front of h i m and prayed for deliverance. Shortly afterwards he fell asleep. W h e n he awoke the Emperor saw with astonishment that the ground was covered with snow, the relic of the Blessed Virgin w h i c h he had hung on the rose bush was frozen and the rose bush was a mass of roses, more beautiful than those flowering in the summer. Fhe Emperor felt that God had worked a miracle and he promised to build a church on the place. Suddenly there were sounds of barking and h u n t i n g horns and Ludwig saw his suite approach. T h e Emperor told his suite of the wonders God had worked and ordered them to begin building a c h a p e l i m m e d i a t e l y on the sacred ground. T h e "Thousand Year Old Rose Bush" still grows green and blooms every year. As long as the rose bush grows green and blooms H i l d e s h e i m , it is said, will not perish. JILLIAN BROAD (Form I), Brisbane.

l ake the picture of iny Mother, w h i c h 1 call "'an arrangement in grey and black." N o w that is all it is. What should the public care about the identity of the portrait?" T h e s e are the words of Whistler about the portrait he painted of his m o t h e r ("an arrangement in grey and b l a c k " ) . He wanted to say that when he was painting this portrait he was only concerned with the "tone values" and such weighty subjects. Yet it is curious that after seventy years, w h e n we look at this picture, we cannot concern ourselves at all about values in tone and colour. All we see is a painting of a woman sitting on a chair with her face in profile. She wears a black dress and 011 her head is a cap with a fold of lace hanging over her shoulder. Her hands are resting in her lap, the toes of her black shoes are neatly placed on a footstool. Certainly in the w h o l e painting no others colours than black or grey are used but this now seems to us unimportant. W e realize w h e n we look at this portrait that Whistler ( w h e t h e r be admitted it or not) has captured the w h o l e personality of a living h u m a n character. T h e very position (turned to the observer but looking to the l e f t ) gives a suggestion of the character of this woman. We can imagine her sitting in this pose beside her fireside w h i l e her son told her about his latest troubles w i t h the critics. There is a coolness and detachment about the w h o l e picture—"James," she could be saying, "Ruskin is a very important critic, if he says you have been throwing a pot of paint in the public face perhaps he is right . . ." Yet although we can see the tolerance and patience in the face of this portrait there is a 1^0 a quiet and positive assurance. Gentle, quiet and tender though she appears, there is at the same time everlasting qualities of confidence and pride. T h e portrait of Whistler's mother is much more than "an arrangement in black and grev." PERPETUA C L A N C ^ (Junior Class), Nedlands. y , , , i f r j . <j,

A DREAM OF SHEER DELIGHT "Dong! D o n g ! D o n g ! " went the little china clock on our mantle as I turned over the last page of my b o o k — " T h e Captive Princess." "I'd love to meet the little elf that saved her," I said aloud as I watched the snow drift slowly past the w i n d o w . "And you will have your wish," said a small voice, and there in front of me stood a little red elf-man. "Well, don't sit there and stare," he said. "Hurry or we shall be late." "Late for w h a t ? " I said. "The ball celebrating the return of the Princess, you silly child." I o p e n e d my m o u t h to ask, "What Princess?" w h e n I realized the sun was shining brightly just as in the book and on the green hill in front of us was a gleaming ivory castle. "Look, there are the three musketeers on the Moonlit lawn having a mock battle," I said, "and there's Alice in Wonderland dancing with Peter Pan." "Of course," said my little red escort, "the Princess invited all her bookland friends." S u d d e n l y a flourish of trumpets interrupted h i m and w i t h great p o m p and style the Red Queen of Hearts entered and pranced u p to the far corner where the Princess was talking with Snow W h i t e and Rose Red.

"THE ROSE OF HILDESHEIM" Each year at Christmas, Easter and for my birthday my Aunt, w h o lives at H i l d e s h e i m in Germany, sends me a gift w h i c h usually consists of a piece of cutlery engraved with the "Rose of Hildesheim." T h e people of H i l d e s h e i m greatly honour this e m b l e m which has an interesting storyMore than 1,000 years ago there reigned a German Emperor called Ludwig der F r o m m e , son of Charlemagne. He was very fond of hunting and liked to stay in Germany where so many "deer lived in the wide, wild forests. One dav in summer the Efnperor had gon& f 6ut hunting with his suite w h e n suddenly before h i m there appeared a stag, w h i t e as the driven snow. T h e E m p e r o r pursued h i m 1 w i t h , s w i f t horses and dogs; thev crossed the river, but in the crossing the horses a*ld • dogs* ivvyJre lost; so the stag escaped. Ludwig der F r o m m e , c o m p l e t e l y alone now, wan-

, "Look! Robin Hood's c o m i n g to ask you for a dance, Maria," said the little red man. "Maria!! Maria!!" I realized with a start that I was curled up in the same chair with the same snow heaped an inch thick on the same window-sill and that it was M u m m y talking to me. "You've been asleep three hours," she said, "and it is time for tea." W h e n I began to tell m y f a m i l y where I had been they only laughed and said it was a dream. A dream of sheer d e l i g h t ! KAY STRACHAN (13), Dawson St.

—L O R E T O

THE LETTERS OF ST. FRANCIS DE SALES

This went on for about six months and then one day I accidentally discovered what had made her change so completely. We had noticed that she read a good deal, but she had always read a good deal, but she had changed her books and the one that influence her way of life now was "Letters of St. Francis de Sales to Y o u n g Girls. " She took great notice of this book and was always reading it. She had first picked it up that week-end six months before and she was so impressed that immediately she began to act upon what she read. I saw the book w h e n she left it 011 her desk one day. J a c q u e l i n e is still as good as ever, which proves that St. Francis de Sales has as much swav over young p e o p l e to-day as he had when he was 011 earth. PAULINE BROWN (16), Dawson St., Ballarat.

One of ray favourite pastimes is watching and studying the p e o p l e around m e — t h e i r mannerisms and habits. Perhaps the most interesting person that I have ever watched was Jacqueline. Jacqueline was in class with me last year and she seemed to be quite an ordinary girl, impatient, short-tempered at times and a little hasty in her judgment of people. She possessed a very quick and alert wit, but unfortunately she often used it to make fun of her friends. However, we all liked her— no one is perfect. So we could not understand it when she came to school on a certain Monday morning about a year ago a reformed character— well, if not quite reformed, she was well on her way towards it. W e first noticed when she came to class and seemed to be quieter and more reserved and she allowed a few golden opportunities to make witty remarks pass.

THE LEGEND OF THE BELLS

CHRISTMAS

Many years ago in the little town of Lochen, Holland, two fine bells h u n g in the church tower. Their clear tones gave comfort to all w h o heard them. One night to the great dismay of the sorrowing townspeople, the bells disappeared. A great search was made but the bells could not be found. On the Eve of Christmas the p e o p l e longed for the sound of the joyous peal of the bells, proclaiming Our Lord's birth. W h e n , to their great astonishment, precisely at midnight, bell-like tones were heard through the snowy night. T h e y seemed to be coining from the near-by lake. T h o u g h the bells were never f o u n d , each Christmas Eve just at midnight, their c h i m e s ring out over the town and the story of the bells spread far and wide. Other towns and other countries continued the custom of bell-ringing w h i c h to-day has become a part of the Christmas Celebrations. AINSLIE MONOGHAN (Form I), Brisbane.

We thought that this would be a passing phase, but instead of going back to her old ways, she improved rapidly. W e could not understand it. We cross-examined her until we were blue in the face, but we could not find out what had h a p p e n e d to her that week-end. She greeted our numerous questions with a quiet smile but she would not satisfy our curiosity. During the next f e w weeks we got used to the new Jacqueline but we did not cease to marvel at her. She was now quiet and thoughtful, her manners c a m e up shining, she sprang to open doors, she carried the nuns' books and she stood back to allow thein to pass. Meanwhile we, not being so well mannered as she, stood back and literally stared at her. W h o was this strange new girl in our midst? She still had a strong sense of humour, but it was kind humour, not directed against any person in particular. W h e n we passed some very pointed remarks, she let them pass with a little smile. She did not even retort. Once her red hair would have stood 011 end and she would have flown into a rage. N o w our remarks were like water on a duck's back.

FOOTBALL REPORT FROM SYDNEY Cloistered Aunt (to eight-year-old nephew after his first football m a t c h ) : How did you get on yesterday? Nephew (nonchalantly): Got kicked in the teeth— one nearly knocked out. C.A. (anxiously scanning newly-grown white teeth): Oh! . . . Ah! . . . N. (more n o n c h a l a n t l y ) : One of the back ones . . .

Her patience was unsurpassed by anyone in the school. She put up with everything and did all the little odd jobs around the school that no one else liked doing. I can hear the cynics saying that some p e o p l e are born like that, but I must remind you that Jacqueline was not born like that. Before that fateful week-end patience was just a word in the dictionary to her. I would have been surprised if she knew its meaning.

DID DUNNIT A teacher in an infant school in an industrial area was trying to give a touch of grammatical elegance to the little boys' conversation. She announced one day: "No one in the class is going to say, 'he done it.' We won't even say done; and we'll call Jim Dunne, 'Jim Did'." Jim Dunne had to submit to such sallies as, "Hello Did," "Good old Did." Before long, the new n a m e had stuck. Then came the day when a ball broke a window; a chorus of little boys piped up in self-defence: "Jim Did done it."

Jacqueline had become a real angel of light in the school. We could almost see her halo. She was kindness personified. If anyone wanted extra typing done, she went to Jacqueline. If someone wanted her knitting r i p p e d out or her needlework done, she went to J a c q u e l i n e ; and if you didn't have time to get that yard of ribbon that you desperately needed, you went to Jacqueline and she would run down and buy it for you.

PREFECTS (Bottom Left) FRONT ROW: H. Cogan.

J . C l u n e , B. A l l e n

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ROW: G. A n g e l l , S. R i d g e , E . M. J o y c e , J . H o w s o n , K. Riley.

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L. J.

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FORMS I & II F R O N T R O W : A. C o l b e r t , J . B r o u n , M. W i l m i n k , P. L a l y s m i t h , S. F r a n e t o v i c h , D. Riley, J . C a s t a n e l l e , B. I r e l a n d .

S E C O N D R O W : ?. M c C a r t e r , J . L o g a n , K . E l l i o t t , H . R a l s t o n , V. M o r r i s , P. A d a m , P. F e r g u s o n , M. R u s s e l l , M. B u r n e t t , M. L e a h y , D. S m i t h , J. B a k e r , S. B o y d .

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T H I R D R O W : P. C a r r i g g , E. P a l a n d r i , J. B r o p h y , Y. W i l m i n k , W . H a n s o n , C. B r o p h y , M. A d a m s , L. B o u r k e , R. R a y n o r , E. K e a s t . BACK R O W : Bonser.

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S E C O N D R O W : T . E l l i o t t , D. M c C a r t h y , J. Q u i n , H . S m i t h , L. D u r a c k , A. W o r n e r , D. O ' D o n o h o e , A. M c M u l l e n , A. C. H e a l y . ABSENT:

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LORETO CONVENT, N E D L A N D S , W.A.

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T h e I.B.V.M. O v e r s e a s THE STORY OF OUR LADY OF EUROPA: GIBRALTAR The pilgrim trudged wearily along the dusty track, just as the rosy fingers of dawn stretched across the morning sky ahovc the rock of Gibraltar. For days he had travelled from far-away Aleppo, his home-town in Syria; and now he was nearing his journey's end; he was within sight of the venerated shrine of Our Lady of Europa. He had made his pilgrimage in the hope that his only child, paralysed from birth, would be cured. The pilgrim fell on his knees in front of the statue. "Sweet Virgin," he prayed, "you who have experienced all the joys and cares of parenthood, take pity on my grief and despair." He looked beseechingly into the lovely face; then, rising from his knees, h e returned the way he had come with a lighter heart. Was his prayer ever answered? Who can tell! There is much about the cult of Our Lady of Europa that is vague and uncertain, hidden as it is in the mists of the past. But fortunately we know that it belongs to the period of the Christian reconquest, the glorious age of faith and chivalry in Spain, "When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight." It was in the year 1462, when Gibraltar was reconquered from the Moors by the Spaniard, Don Rodrigo Ponce de Leon, that a Moorish tower in the southern area of the rock of Gibraltar was converted into a chapel for the miraculous statue of Our Lady of Europa. A lovelier setting could scarcely have been chosen. Below the shrine stretched the turmoil of the Straits, where the blue waters of the Mediterranean struggled with the indomitable Atlantic in an age-long conflict. Across the Straits, the Atlas Mountains, a hazy blue, rose from the sea to meet the sky. At the foot of the great peak, Mount Abvle, a pinnacle of sheer silver-grey rock, was another famous shrine, that of Our Lady of Africa.

In olden times seamen always dipped their pennants, when passing by either shrine, confident that Mary, "Star of the Sea" would keep them safe. "The Chapel of Our Lady of Europa," says a Gibraltar guide book, "was adorned and beautified with costly gifts, particularly silver lamps presented hv the commanders of galleys as offerings for succour, w h o also made provision for a constant supply of oil that a light might be kept before the holy image; and this light was a great boon to navigators. Prince John Andrew Doria gave a beautiful silver lamp in 1568, having taken five Turkish galleys in the Straits." When Gibraltar was attacked by the British in 1704, the soldiers, deprived of rations, weary and rebellious, sacked the town, plundered the shrine, mutilated the statue and flung it into the sea. Some time later, some fishermen found the statue in their nets. The story goes that the good-hearted fishermen brought the beloved statue to their little whitewashed fishing village, Algeciras, nestling at the foot of the Spanish hills, just opposite Gibraltar. The statue was brought back to Gibraltar in 1864 and in 1866 it was conveyed in triumphant procession through streets, lined by British troops, to a new shine with a beautiful marble altar, donated by His Holiness P o p e Pius IX. During the last war the image was taken to the Cathedral of St. Marv-the-Crowned for safety. Then, in 1954, Our Lady's special year, it was carried in a glorious torch-lit procession to a new shrine in St. Joseph's Church. So, nowadays, although no weary pilgrims visit the shrine and no valiant commanders of galleys come to make their votive offerings, the statue is the consolation of the people of Gibraltar, who are proud to honour Our Lady under a title peculiarly their own: Our Lady of Europa. YVETTE GOMEZ-BEARE, Loreto Convent (I.B.V.M.), Gibraltar.

GRADES i n & IV (Centre)

"HOW MUCH MORE THEE . .

F R O N T R O W : S. S u m m o n s , K. L e e , R. E l l i o t t , M. C o f f e y , P. W a l s h , C. W r i g h t , L. O ' H a r a , P. H e a l y , J . B y r n e , C. F u l l e r , M. C o l b e r t . S E C O N D R O W : J . J o h n s , G. S t e w a r t , W . B a k e r , J . S l a d e , C. B o n s e r , S. S u m m e r s , C. K e o g h , J . M. S e w a r d , N. M o n t e f i o r e , G. A d a m s . B A C K R O W : T . S u m m e r , A. N i c h o l a s , M. G r i e v e , A. W a l s e r , D. Sheridan. A B S E N T : L. B r o p h y .

To work the frail field-lily needeth not; The Father clotheth it in raiment fair, Refresheth it with dew, in season hot, And guardeth it with ever-loving care. The small birds of the air were made by Him; Against His will, none to the ground doth fall. He guards the world from morn still twilight dim, Throughout the years; for He is Lord of all.

GRADES I & II (Top) F R O N T R O W : R. N i c h o l a s , J . J o h n s o n , C. C o g a n , S. S h e r i d a n , J . R e h n , K. A h e r n , M. J . H a m i l t o n B r o w n , M. R. Miller, M. A d a m s . S E C O N D R O W : P. B e a t o n . B. E l l i o t t , S. Ellis, J . M. Cullity, M. B r o w n , J . C h a p p i e , J . M o n t e f i o r e , L. F u l l e r , C. M c C a r t h y , J . Beaton. B A C K R O W : F. G e o r g e , C. B o n s e r , C. K e o g h , M. S u l l i v a n , S. B e a t o n , R. M o o r e , D. E l l i o t t , M. T . J e n s e n .

INFANTS

He made each living thing that rrioveth here; He fashioned all below in His own mind; Each creature of His hand to Him is dear; He loveth all, for He is ever kind.

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But, know, oh man, that thou art still more blest . . . Of all creation thee He loveth best. DEIRDRE N., Loreto Convent (I.B.V.M.), Gibraltar.

P. S u m m o n s , R. M o o r e , J . R y a n , M. I r e l a n d , G. B e a t o n , J . Q u i n l a n , H . W a l s h , F. D a v i e s , V. H a n s o n , D. B a r k e r , D. Cole, G. Rosen, M. L a v a n , P. B a k e r , E. T i v e r i o s , J. S e w a r d , E . C h a n n i n .

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Top: Loreto Private School pupils assemble to greet Mother General from Loreto Abbey, Rathfarnham, Ireland. Bottom Right: Scene from Christopher Fry's play, "The Boy with a Cart," produced by the girls of Loreto, Gibraltar, at the Gibraltar Drama Festival in 1955. This play won first place among the school competitors. Bottom Left: Ruth Wills, winner of the Poster Competition, held in connection with the Gibraltar Flower Show. 1955.

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TEACHERS TASK IN INDIA PREPARING THE SOIL FOR THE GOOD SEED W h a t precisely is the s c o p e of our a p o s t o l a t e as missionary teachers? It is very great. So great i n d e e d that some m i s s i o n a r i e s affirm that the classr o o m is not only the c h i e f , hut n o w a d a y s almost t h e only, p o i n t of contact w i t h t h e non-Christian w o r l d . It m a y be described as m a i n l y p r e p a r i n g the soil for the seed w h i c h is t h e w o r d of God. A n d w h e n we r e m e m b e r t h r o u g h h o w m a n y c e n t u r i e s the soil of men's m i n d s was p r e p a r e d , in P a l e s t i n e , in the Graeco-Roman world, a m o n g our o w n E u r o p e a n ancestors, we need not be surprised at the slowness of the process. [The a u t h o r of this p a p e r t h e n e m p h a s i s e s t h e n e e d for p r a y e r a n d p e r s o n a l e x a m p l e in the conversion of the Indians. She t h e n takes L i t e r a t u r e as a class subject a n d s h o w s how t h e t e a c h i n g of English l i t e r a t u r e opens m a n y w i n d o w s on to T r u t h for e n q u i r i n g minds. The paper t h e n continues.]

f o r the b e t t e r m e n t of w o m e n — e s p e c i a l l y the leaders of B r a h m o - S a m a j — w e r e a d m i t t e d l y i n s p i r e d by the p u r e r m o r a l standards of t h e G o s p e l of Christ . . . Yes, history can surely be used in the classroom to p r e p a r e t h e m e n t a l soil that in God's good t i m e will r e c e i v e the seed. Our y o u n g p e o p l e are, c o n s c i o u s l y , at crossroads. " Y o u k n o w , " said a very i n t e l l i g e n t e i g h t e e n - y e a r - o l d student to m e not l o n g ago, "our g r a n d m o t h e r s still w o r s h i p i d o l s ; they b e l i e v e in all sorts of superstition. W e h a v e got b e y o n d all that, but w e don't k n o w yet w h a t to believe. It's all so b e w i l d e r i n g . W e n e e d time to look round . . ." T h e y h a v e m a n y assets: the m o r a l d e c e n c y of m i d d l e - c l a s s H i n d u f a m i l y l i f e , its r e v e r e n c e f o r elders, its habit of f a m i l y p r a y e r — i n fact there is very m u c h of t h e R o m a n pietas to save t h e m f r o m disaster. T h e r e are deficits t o o : a d e f e c t in l o g i c a l r e a s o n i n g , a t e n d e n c y to be satisfied w i t h words and s p e c u l a t i o n , an easy satisfaction w i t h s y n c r e t i s m and an exaggerated p r i d e in t h e " n a t i o n a l " religion. But there was p o s s i b l y never a t i m e w h e n a y o u n g and g e n e r o u s g e n e r a t i o n was s t r e t c h i n g out its h a n d s m o r e u r g e n t l y and m o r e c o n f i d e n t l y to true and d e v o t e d teachers. May t h e n u m b e r s of s u c h increase w h i l e the o p p o r t u n i t y lasts. May the y o c c u p y t h e forst b e f o r e t h e emissaries of f a l s e h o o d reach t h e m . For, w h o e v e r m a y be c h o s e n to reap the harvest, the season is c e r t a i n l y w i t h us f o r p l o u g h i n g t h e fields a n d s o w i n g good seed. A n d it is to teachers, teachers aware of t h e d i g n i t y of t h e i r c a l l i n g , that this great task is entrusted.

T h e field of History offers e q u a l l y rich soil. I f e e l this e s p e c i a l l y w h e n t e a c h i n g A n c i e n t H i s t o r y w i t h its t r e m e n d o u s h u m a n a c h i e v e m e n t s and its dismal h u m a n failures. T h e y d e m o n s t r a t e so obv i o u s l y the world's n e e d f o r Christianity. A l s o , there are great p o s s i b i l i t i e s in t e a c h i n g t h e h i s t o r y of M e d i e v a l E u r o p e and s h o w i n g h o w m u c h t h e C h u r c h has d o n e f o r m a n k i n d . T h e R e f o r m a t i o n p e r i o d — alas, h o w p u z z l i n g lb the n o n - C h r i s t i a n — s h o w s the most t h o u g h t f u l a m o n g our p u p i l s the n e e d f o r A u t h o r i t y . N o r must we w i t h h o l d our a d m i r a t i o n f o r g o l d e n ages of I n d i a n H i s t o r y as w e survey t h e work of f a m o u s m e n : t h e s e l f - d e v o t i o n of G a u t a m a , t h e b e n e v o l e n c e of A s o l e a or Rajaraja the Great. W e admit too t h e sterility of m o d e r n e c o n o m i c imperialism. But students see h o w H i n d u i s m l a c k e d p o w e r to stop the terrible c u s t o m s of w i f e - b u r n i n g , childsacrifice and u n t o u c h a b i l i t y w h i c h lasted w e l l i n t o t h e 19th c e n t u r y w h e n the p e r m e a t i o n of society b y Christian ideas brought a b o u t t h e i r a b o l i t i o n .

MOTHER MARY COLUMCILLE, I.B.V.M. L o r e t o House, C a l c u t t a . 25th J u n e , 1956. The above article is p a r t of an i n t e r e s t i n g p a p e r w r i t t e n specially f o r o u r magazine by M. M. Columcille P a y n e , an A u s t r a l i a n m i s s i o n a r y in India. B e f o r e ent e r i n g the convent she o b t a i n e d her B.A. degree a t t h e M e l b o u r n e U n i v e r s i t y . W h e n she r e t u r n e d to A u s t r a l i a recently for a holiday a f t e r t h i r t y y e a r s in India, t h e r e was a j o y f u l reunion with the m e m b e r s of h e r f a m i l y in Melbourne.—Ed.

I n d e e d so rapid has b e e n the d i s a p p e a r a n c e of p o l y g a m y that a recent c o l l e g e h i s t o r y class w e r e electrified to discover that it had ever e x i s t e d , as a rule, o n l y a f e w g e n e r a t i o n s ago. T h e y c o u l d not but note that the e n l i g h t e n e d I n d i a n s w h o w o r k e d

HILL-MEN OF SHILLONG ing, P r i n t i n g or S h o e m a k i n g — a far better e d u c a t i o n than t h e o n e c o v e t e d by t h e y o u t h of Calcutta w h o s e B.A.'s and B.Sc.'s too o f t e n leave t h e m in t h e ranks of the u n e m p l o y e d . Our girls fare better, m a n y of t h e m t a k i n g to t e a c h i n g , a steady stream to m e d i c i n e , and all able to c o m m a n d w e l l - p a i d clerical posts. M. M. C. L o r e t o Convent (I.B.V.M.), (I.B.V.M.) Shillong, India.

I h a v e had a w o n d e r f u l h o l i d a y just n o w in this interesting hill-station. T h e local h i l l - m e n , the Khasis, are in m a n y w a y s different f r o m t h e m a j o r i t y of I n d i a n races. F o r o n e thing, t h e y are m a t r i a r c h a l , the son-in-law c o m i n g i n t o h i s bride's f a m i l y , and the m a i n i n h e r i t a n c e g o i n g to the y o u n g e s t daughter. T h e y are a c h e e r f u l race and v e r y m u s i c a l . It is a w o n d e r f u l e x p e r i e n c e to hear the w h o l e congregation s i n g i n g a P o n t i f i c a l H i g h Mass—3,000 or so, perfectly trained!

P.S.—I hope to be d o w n in C a l c u t t a in a f e w days; t h a t is, if t h e B r a m a p u t r a d o e s n ' t flood along o u r route. It is b e h a v i n g in a v e r y e x p a n s i v e m a n n e r j u s t n o w , a n d t h e monsoon only officially beginning. 25/6/56. M. C.

T h e Italian Salesians work a m o n g t h e m v e r y successfully. T h e y h a v e a b i g I n d u s t r i a l S c h o o l and U n i v e r s i t y C o l l e g e near us, here. B o y s go out w i t h good certificates in E n g i n e e r i n g , Carpentry, Tailor78

Lower Left: Easter in the Chapel. The a r u m lilies were sent up from tea estates in the valleys. The Calvary Group was presented in 1915 by an aunt of Vivien Leigh, Mrs. Mary Fieldman, who, with her sisters, was at school here. Vivien was also here when a little girl. Top Right: Indian girls at Loreto in national costume. Bottom Right: Tenzing envelope still holds interest.

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THROUGH INDIAN EYES Last year the A m e r i c a n n e w s p a p e r , the Now } orh Herald Tribune, h e l d a f o r u m to w h i c h w e r e invited students f r o m the U n i v e r s i t i e s of I n d i a . A p r e l i m i n a r y test was set, t h e t h e m e of the r e q u i r e d essay b e i n g "'The W o r l d W e Want." W e r e p r o d u c e below the w i n n i n g essay, and c o n g r a t u l a t e the writer, Usha T h a d a n i , w h o was an u n d e r g r a d u a t e in T h i r d Y e a r Arts at L o r e t o C o l l e g e , Calcutta. S h e was c h o s e n to represent India at the f o r u m in New York w h e r e she s p e n t t h r e e or f o u r m o n t h s living in t h e h o m e s of H i g h S c h o o l students and f o l l o w i n g a n o r m a l p r o g r a m m e of e d u c a t i o n a l and c o m m u n i t y activities. W e look f o r w a r d to h e a r i n g of her e x p e r i e n c e s in U.S.A. Usha's essay read as f o l l o w s : T h e w o r l d we w a n t is c e r t a i n l y very far removed f r o m t h e w o r l d of to-day. P e o p l e of all countries have varied c o n c e p t i o n s of a f u t u r e w o r l d ; and vet all the different c o n c e p t i o n s of the ideal world p r o b a b l y begin w i t h t h e a s s u m p t i o n of peace. SEARCH FOR PEACE P e a c e is of p r i m a r y i m p o r t a n c e in this warweary world. It is a b s o l u t e l y essential f o r the progress of m a n k i n d . But h o w is this p e a c e to be a t t a i n e d ? B e t w e e n t h e d a w n of the Christian era and t h e o u t b r e a k of the S e c o n d W o r l d W a r f o u r m a j o r a t t e m p t s h a v e b e e n m a d e to u n i t e the l e a d i n g c o u n t r i e s by an international o r g a n i z a t i o n . One by one they e n d e d in f a i l u r e . U n f o r t u n a t e l y t h e m o d e r n international o r g a n i z a t i o n , the U . N . O . , has not b e e n successful either. P e a c e s e t t l e m e n t s are slow to m a t e r i a l i z e , and the U N O d a i l y b e l i e s its n a m e . U n i t y , d e c i s i o n and good f a i t h ( t h e essentials of success in i n t e r n a t i o n a l a c t i o n ) are l a c k i n g ; and confidence in this fifth a t t e m p t to secure c o - o p e r a t i o n in w o r l d affairs is e v a p o r a t i n g . T h e very fact, however, that m a n k i n d has tried to attain p e a c e , and is still t r y i n g to attain it, reflects the intense desire of a large m a j o r i t y of m e n and w o m e n all over t h e world to find a s o l u t i o n to our p r o b l e m . CHIEF OBSTACLE:

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The use of a t o m i c e n e r g y m a y i n d e e d be held to be one of the most i m p o r t a n t p r o b l e m s that h i n d e r w o r l d peace. Success in f i n d i n g an e f f e c t i v e and p e r m a n e n t s o l u t i o n for it or, a l t e r n a t e l y , f a i l u r e to do so m a y well be d e c i s i v e f o r the f u t u r e of our existing c i v i l i z a t i o n . T h e r e can be n o d o u b t as to the m a g n i t u d e of the p o s s i b i l i t i e s , d a n g e r o u s on tin 1 one h a n d and beneficial on t h e other, w h i c h b e c a m e available to m a n k i n d w i t h access to such a stupendous n e w source of p o w e r . In this f u t u r e w o r l d that we want there must exist an international control not o n l v c a p a b l e of p r e v e n t i n g disaster f r o m the use of atomic e n e r g y , but also e f f e c t i v e in p r o m o t i n g its use for beneficial d e v e l o p m e n t s . But this is not possible unless all t h e nations c o n c e r n e d w i l l approach t h e p r o b l e m w i t h international and not private interests to the fore. After p e a c e has b e e n attained, we can d e v o t e ourselves to t h e d e v e l o p m e n t and progress of h u m a n i t y .

EDUCATION FOR CIVIC RESPONSIBILITY In my o p i n i o n a sense of civic r e s p o n s i b i l i t y is t h e most i m p o r t a n t v i r t u e that w e want in the citizens of the f u t u r e world. In m o d e r n t i m e s perhaps too m u c h stress is laid u p o n t h e i n d i v i d u a l , so that in most c o u n t r i e s p e o p l e are apt to forget t h e i r duty to the State. In the world of the f u t u r e e a c h c i t i z e n will have a k e e n e r a p p r e c i a t i o n of the solidarity of society, w h i c h will bring a sense of s h a m e if b e f e e l s that lie is the weak link in the chain. T o a c h i e v e this h i g h sense of civic r e s p o n s i b i l i t y a w i d e s p r e a d system of e d u c a t i o n is necessary. In the West this has been fairly well a c h i e v e d a l r e a d y ; but in t h e East it n e e d s s p e c i a l attention. Besides, e v e n w h e r e e d u c a t i o n is c o m p u l s o r y , the o n l y result of it is literacy. But in t h i s f u t u r e w o r l d we want e d u c a t i o n in t h e real sense of t h e word, to p r o d u c e various o t h e r good results besides m e r e literacy. A n o t h e r i m p o r t a n t necessity in this age of d e m o c r a c y is that p e o p l e s h o u l d be able to j u d g e f o r t h e m s e l v e s . Yet this is o n l y p o s s i b l e if their e d u c a t i o n fits t h e m f o r w i d e s p r e a d r e a d i n g . The citizen of the f u t u r e will m a k e a far greater use of p u b l i c libraries, and will e x a m i n e all the pros and cons of an issue b e f o r e r e a c h i n g a d e c i s i o n . H e will h a v e passed b e y o n d t h e c r u d e r d e m o c r a t i c i d e a l s and will h a v e r e a c h e d a true d e m o c r a c y . The exp e r i e n c e s of o u r t i m e s will have s h o w n h i m t h a t w i t h o u t certain i m p o r t a n t i n d i v i d u a l characteristics in t h e p e o p l e , they can b e led as f a t a l l y astray by a d e m o c r a c y as by any autocracy. THE USE OF LEISURE Yet a n o t h e r field in w h i c h we want c h a n g e is the use of leisure. Modern p a s t i m e s a t t e m p t to entertain t h e masses and to s t i m u l a t e and rouse t h e i r e m o t i o n s , p o s s i b l y e v e n t h e i r i m a g i n a t i o n ; but t h e y fail to p r o v i d e that h a p p i n e s s and glow of satisfaction w h i c h a p r o p e r p a s t i m e can create. Drink and drugs, racing and b e t t i n g in all f o r m s , c o c k t a i l and bridge parties, loitering at street corners, e x c e s s i v e s m o k i n g and c h e a p fiction—what has been the result of all this? B o r e d o m and n e r v o u s illness, disease, i m m o r a l i t y and d e l i n q u e n c y ; the g r o w i n g i n d i s c i p l i n e of c h i l d r e n and y o u n g p e o p l e , u n h a p p i n e s s and frustration. By the t i m e w e reach t h e w o r l d we want, w e will have learnt m u c h f r o m t h e e x p e r i m e n t s and f a i l u r e s of the past, and will h a v e e v o l v e d proper p a s t i m e s — p a s t i m e s w h i c h will not be at all d e g r a d i n g and will in fact be creative. "HITCH OUR WAGON TO A STAR." T h i s then is my c o n c e p t i o n of the ideal w o r l d of the future. S o m e p e o p l e will say that this p i c t u r e of the f u t u r e world is a m y t h and has no c o n n e c t i o n with reality. Yet it is well f o r us to " h i t c h o u r w a g o n to a star and strive h i g h e r ever h i g h e r " ; and p e r h a p s o n e day t h e h e a v e n l y p o w e r s w ill be p l e a s e d w i t h our efforts and will l e n d us a h e l p i n g h a n d . USHA THADANI ( A r t s U n d e r g r a d u a t e ) , L o r e t o College (I.B.V.M.), Calcutta. University of Calcutta.

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AT THE GLEN COWIE (Loreto) MISSION: FLORA S HEROISM see that she was not molested on the way. Thus it was that, as we were going over among ourselves all the mournful possibilities of her fate, a message came in: "Flora is safe in the kitchen." We ran to her with joy. She is now a candidate Daughter of the Immaculate Heart. Many times her people have tried to entice her home, but she has refused. She, too, knows her tribe, and how quickly and easily they can poison. T h e y can even throw poison in the face of their victim in such a way that it is fatal. On Palm Sunday her mother came to see her; they met in the garden beside the convent; with Flora went a sturdy novice who could be relied on to raise the alarm if need be. Once more she was threatened with death; her brothers would come and kill her and bring her body home. Threats of punishment to the Mission itself were made; burning and robbery are unpleasant possibilities, but we place our trust in prayer. I here is already a sequel: Flora's youngest sister, Josephine, was a boarder in the Maria Trost Mission School, where two of our Daughters of the Immaculate Heart look after the school. Early in May a car came from Lvdenburg bringing Sister Francis and a patient—none other than Josephine, very ill and in need of careful nursing. For a week she received every care and all the benefits of modern science and drugs. T h e n she took a turn for the worse; new symptoms appeared and she became violent. She had already, thank God, received the Last Sacraments. Next day her people arrived in full force. Declaring that it was a case of "Kaffir poisoning," they carried her off to a witch doctor— the only person, in their opinion, who could cure her: "White man's medicine no good with Kaffir poison."

Flora is one of a family of pagans who as little children attended our Mission School at Glen Cowie. Eventually, she and some of the family, including her mother, became Christians. Her father remained a pagan. Her schooldays over, Flora came to our hospital and helped to nurse the babies. She was happy, practised her religion, and watched with interest the Novices of the Immaculate Heart (the Native Sisterhood) at prayer and work. Gradually a desire to join them grew in her heart, but she remained silent. When she was twenty-four her parents decided that it was time for her marriage. Negotiations were begun with a young man in Johannesburg. As soon as arrangements were concluded they broke the news to Flora. Her reply was: "I want to be a Sister," and she returned to the hospital. Within a few weeks two of her brothers arrived by taxi from Johannesburg. They forced their way into the nurses' home, seized all they could find of her baggage—it was not much for Flora, expecting trouble, had hidden it. Then they fell upon Flora, tore off her uniform, beat her and drove her out. Not one of the Native Sisters would interfere, for Flora's people are very numerous and formidable— her father, being a pagan, has more than one wife. Our Chaplain, Fr. Koch, now arrived and tried to reason with and to restrain the brothers; but in vain. T h e y made it clear that he would suffer also if he interfered. Next came the doctor, armed with his revolver, and prepared to do battle for his staff. Flora meanwhile was silent, fearing lest her relatives kill the priest and doctor. By this time all her women relatives had joined in and were beating her with sticks. In desperation she dashed off up the road and away from the Mission, in the direction of her home. The others pursued, striking her when possible, until they arrived at Mpots, three miles away, where the family lived.

Since then the news of Josephine is bad. Members of her family, wearing black and acting as if her death were certain, have come into the mission telephone to tell her brothers to come h o m e for the funeral. Meanwhile, Flora dare not move about freely lest her brothers seize her and carry her off or poison her. Native poisons are very numerous and have various effects. Some sap life very slowly; others cause insanity often followed by death. T h e devil has ruled long among this pagan p e o p l e ; no wonder that he is furious when he sees some with enough courage to embrace the Faith of Jesus Christ —and even more furious when h e sees a young woman prepared to give her life to spread the knowledge of Christ in her land among the little ones whom she will teach, and the sick whom she will nurse.

Meanwhile Fr. Koch had rung the police and gone to fetch them in the Mission lorry. T h e y drove to Mpots and arrived just in time to save Flora's life. An ultimatum had been delivered to her: "Get into the taxi and go to Johannesburg, or else . . .!" She knew the alternative only too well, but was determined to hold out for her vocation, even if death were the price. Above all, nothing must happen to the Mission and her good friends there. The Sergeant called out into the courtyard of the hut all those who were inside, nor did h e allow any to escape, as many tried to do. Before all the assembled family and relatives he questioned Flora: "How old are y o u ? " "Twenty-four." "Do you want to marry this m a n ? " "No." "What do you want to do?" "I want to be a Sister." "Very well. Walk back to the Mission. T h e y have no right to stop you." So Flora set out on the road back. The family hoped for a chance of seizing her on the three-mile trek; but the Sergeant and a native policeman (who knew his people) drove the car at Flora's heels to

M. I., Loreto (I.B.V.M.) Native Mission, Glencowie, South Africa. (We are grateful to the Editor of LORETO MISSIONS, published in Rathfarnham, for permission to reprint the above article.—Ed. Loreto Magazine, Australia.) 82

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T O P : M o t h e r J. A n n e , I . B . V . M . , and Native nurses on hospital staff. C E N T R E : S i s t e r T h e r e s e in h e r k i t c h e n . M o t h e r J . A n n e w i t h P a t r i c i a in h e r m o t h e r ' s a r m s . S h e h e r o u t of h e r c o t t o h a v e h e r p h o t o g r a p h t a k e n ; a n d s h e d i d n ' t e v e n w a k e n . B O T T O M R O W : F a t h e r P e y t o n visits the h o s p i t a l ; M. J. A n n e , M. M. K e v i n a n d N a t i v e S i s t e r s Mary). Sister M. G o r e t t i m a k i n g h a b i t s for t h e Sisters.

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HONOURS

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B A C K R O W : M. N a u l t y , I . L a i n g , H a r r i s , C. M c A u l e y , P. S h a n a h a n , Jones.

C. M.

S E C O N D R O W : M. H a n n a n , G. P i c k , A. K o e r n e r , M. B e e r w o r t h , A. I s e n s t e i n , R. K e n n y , J . E n g l i s h , H . M c C a r t h y . F R O N T R O W : J . S t o t t , N. H o g a n , J . P h e l a n , D. O ' L o g h l i n , T . J u n g f e r , M. M c l n n e s , J . B r a d y , A. H a l l o r a n , P. Braztl. FURTHER FRONT: Paddy Brazel — n e v e r a b s e n t f r o m C l a s s (of h i s o w n free will). ABSENT:

Ulaszyn.

PREFECTS B A C K R O W : I. Laing, J. H . M c C a r t h y , C. H a r r i s .

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ROW: C. Mahar, M. C. M c A u l e y ( H e a d of A. I s e n s t e i n , P . S h a n a Kenny.

FRONT:

Jones,

Brazel.

INTERMEDIATE CLASS BACK R O W : J. A r m s t r o n g , M. Pritc h a r d , J . J a m e s , M. H a r b i s o n , B . B r o w n , M. G u l l o t t a . T H I R D R O W : C. D o y l e , S. W h i t e , N e a g l e , M. Reilly, S. G u n , H . P i c k , S m i t h , A. K e l l y , B . K e n n e d y .

E. P.

S E C O N D R O W : C. M a h a r , S. M c E w e n , J . F i s h e r , S. S c a n t l e b u r y , W . S p r i n g b e t t , R. G r e e n , P. C a u g h t , S. P a r i s h , A. M c E w e n , A. A n g o v e . F R O N T : M. J . B l a c k s h a w , J . M c K e n z i e , C. M o r i a r t y , R. I s e n s t e i n , P . P r i d h a m , H . D o h e r t y , M. M o r i a r t y , W . J o n e s , A. L a w r i e , A. K e n n a r e . ABSENT:

Lonergan.

LORETO CONVENT. MARRYATVILLE,

S.A.

GRADE V BACK ROW: M. M a l a g , Shannon, M. B a k e r , P. Beach, J. Fried.

S. P r i n c e , Grcgerson,

C. M.

THIRD ROW: Y. B u c k l e y , S. W a r d , R. K e r i n , R. T y l e r , C. S h e a , M. T . D u p u y , S. K e n n y , B. B o y l e , E. D o h e r t y , H . B e r tram. S E C O N D R O W : M. S i e b e r t , S. S m i t h , V . A n g o v e , P . L a n e , M. M c C l u r e , P. M o r c o m , M. K i n g , E . M a t i u k a s , P . R y a n , M. J. McClure. FRONT: S. S p r i n g b e t t , P. Madigan, F. O ' L o g h l i n , A. G r a y , R. H a r t , K . M o o r e , P. T u r n b u l l , J . H a m i l t o n , D. W e b b . ABSENT:

Burden.

GRADE VII B A C K R O W : A. M c C u s k e r , M. M c N a m a r a , P . M c L a u g h l i n , L. v o n N i e d e r m u e l l e r , A. Morcom. T H I R D R O W : S. D o h e r t y , C. S u l l i v a n , P . B r o w n , P . B a r n e t t , A. G r i g u o l , P. S t a c e y , C. A b b o t t , C. R y d e r , C. Goldie. SECOND ROW: R. L u m b , S. S m i t h , C. C o n n o l l y , D. C r o t t i , M. M a n t , C. W a l s h , M. M u e l l e r , J . E d w a r d s , M. Rollison. F R O N T : A. S e x t o n , A. S i e b e r t , P. U p t o n , I . G l a s s , S. H a m i l t o n , D. K o c h , K. P r e s cott. ABSENT:

GRADE

B A C K R O W : J . B r o w n , B. King, P. Klug, H . Naulty, s o n , A. R i c h e s , A. R e g a n .

B a r t e l s , C. B. Thomp-

T H I R D R O W : J . M o n k s , R. E d w e l l , M. F r y , J . F l a h e r t y . M. G o r d o n , H . T a y l o r , M . J o h n s o n , P . Reilly, B. Q u i n l a n , P . Fried. SECOND ROW: R. R i c h a r d s , C. M c E w e n , H . N o l a n , P . R o w e l l , J. D o r i a n , E. O ' B r i e n , L. C l a n c h y , Y. B a z z i c a , M. F o r s y t h , J . D o r a n . F R O N T : A. D a l y , R. H a l l , M. T e x l e r , J . M c C l u r e , P. M a y n a r d , Y. S p e n c e r , M. M a d i g a n , B. B o n d , E . V i d o v i c .

A. W e b s t e r ,

Glynn.

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— S.A.

SECOND YEAR (Top) B A C K R O W : L. M o o r e , D. K e a t s , A. W a l s h , S. P o w e r , J. M a r t i n , J . L a w t o n , B . D o r i a n , J . K e a r n s , R. M o o r e . T H I R D R O W : J . G l y n n , H . J o s e p h , A. B a n k s , E . W o o d s , M. C o n n e l l , L. R e c h , A. B u r l e y , V. T u r s k y , O. T u r s k y , E. C u l s h a w . S E C O N D R O W : P . L o n e r g a n , E . D o y l e , D. H e n d e r s o n , L. H a n n a , R . P o w e r , V. W a l s h , R. D o r a n , E. B a r n e t t , M. B e n n e t t , F . W e i r , N. C u n n i n g h a m , P . V a i l . F R O N T : V. C l a n c h y , W . G u n s o n , J . M c A n a n e y , L. F i e l d e r , R. K e a t s , M. Z a d a , J . G r e e n , M. B y r n e s , G. T r c l o a r , J. B r o o k e s , M. Shanahan. A B S E N T : A. M c l n e r n e y , M. S t r a t m a n n , Y. C h e n e , E . W e b b .

FIRST YEAR (Bottom) BACK

R O W : P. U p t o n , E. D e m p s e y , M. M - S m i t h , E. B e e r w o r t h , C. D a l g l e i s h , A. D u p u y , L. T h o m p s o n , S. P i e r c e , M. D o y l e , M. B a u l d e r stone. T H I R D R O W : J . B u r k e , R. H i g g i n s , M. M o r i a r t y , C. M u r p h y , R. H a k e n d o r f , P. M i c h a l a n n e y , G. F i t z g e r a l d , A. M c C a r t h y , M. C l a n c h y , D. Rofe, P. R i c h a r d s . S E C O N D R O W : D . B a r r y , J . W i l l i a m s , C. M a t h e w s , J . T h y e r , R. G l y n n , H . C r o u c h , T . Q u i n n , A. M c N a b , M. J o l l e y , M. E d w a r d s , S. T u n b r i d g e , J . H a y e s . F R O N T : M. M a r i n g e r , M. O ' C o n n e l l , M. S t o t t , H . S h a n n o n , H . K e n n e d y , E. R i c h a r d s , P . M c A n a n e y , J. D u n n , A. U b a l d i , M. D o h e r t y , B. W o o d , B. P r e s c o t t .

LORETO CONVENT, MARRYATVILLE,

S.A.

G R A D E S III & IV BACK ROW: A. Reilly, K. A n t a l f f y , B. M e a d , J . P r o p e r john, B. Mclnness, C. M u e l l e r , A. K e l l y , F . M i l a r elli, M. H a k e n d o r f , E . O ' C o n nor. F O U R T H R O W : P. J o h n s o n , A . M. B l a c k , S. H o l d c r o f t , M. B r a d y , M. B r a d y , C. W h i t f o r d , M. B r a z z a l e , J . S i n c l a i r , G. Naulty, E. Beach, J. Walsh. T H I R D R O W : A. P a r t r i d g e , M . R e g a n , D. V i l i u n a s , P. G l u y a s , C. Kiley, T . J o r d a n , H . C a m p b e l l , P . B e r t r a m , A. Baulderstone, L. di G u i s t o , M. J a s i a k , G. S o w a e n , A. Packham. S E C O N D R O W : R. C a p p e l l u t i , C. McDonald, M. Murray, M. DalleNogare, J. T h o m p son, K . H a k e n d o r f , J . J o h n s o n , M. P i e r c e , A. D u p u y , S. D a l z i e l , S. K e e l e y , C. B a k e r , C. S m i t h . (Continued

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F R O N T R O W : C. M c C a r t h y , S. B y r n e , M. T u r n e r , A. L a f f a n , J . B r o w n , E . Tolloday, L. Jones, E. Perdelewitz. A B S E N T : V. B u r d e n .

PREPARATORY, GRADES I A N D II BOYS B A C K R O W : S. W a l s h , M. A r m i t a g e , D. W a l s h , B . M u l h e a r n , R. G o r d o n , P . Brehens. THIRD ROW: M. G r e g e r s o n , A. M c E w e n , P . B l e n c o w e , S. W a r d , C. Coles, D. Campbell, P. Rofe, T. Pick, J. Scollin. S E C O N D R O W : R. R i c h a r d s , M. Kelly, P . M c D o n a l d , P . M a n s f i e l d , O. D u p u y , J . W h i t f o r d , J . E y e r s , M . A b b s , A. Bailey. F R O N T : B. B a t t i s t e , P . L a f f a n , C. W i n chester, P. R i c h e s , G. S h e r i d a n , G. B y r n e , M. F r i e d , N . B r o w n . A B S E N T : J. Scroop, P. Bird.

PREPARATORY, GRADE I A N D G R A D E II GIRLS B A C K R O W : T. P a n i z z i , J . P r o p e r j o h n , S. D i t t y , M. G o u g h , D. J o h n s o n , E . Schuman, P. Naulty, M. J o n e s , J. O ' L o g h l i n , J . H i g g i n s , J . S p r i n g b e t t , C. Hamlin. ( C o n t i n u e d below p i c t u r e )

T H I R D R O W : R. H o c k i n g , P. S h e r i d a n , C. J o r d a n , S. K e l l y , B. Murray, M. W a l s h , J. B e h r e n s , J . T o b i n , L. M a r t i n , R . H e y s e n , G. B o y l a n , M. F o r d , I . H u s s i n , S. P e r d e l witz. S E C O N D R O W : E. M a d i g a n , P. B u r d e n , M. T . F o u n t a i n , M. H a n c o c k , J . Ryan, K. Joseph, M. Sheehan, M. J o s e p h , E . Coles, J . G u n s o n , R. K n o w l e s , C. W a l t e r s , S. Randall, J. Winchester. FRONT ROW: S. Darwent, K. C o o m b e s , J . K e l l y . G. B r a d y , B. B r a d y , H . O ' L o g h lin, L. M a r s h a l l , D. S t e v e n s , P. Doherty, S. J a m e s , G. Brew, E. Baulderstone, C. M c N a m a r a , C. A n d e r s o n . ABSENT:

Keene.

A m o n g O u r Old G i r l s MY MISSIONARY BROTHER F a n t o m e Island is an island of great h o p e s in reeent years, w h e r e b e f o r e it was largely d e v o i d of hope as far as p h y s i c a l recovery was c o n c e r n e d . The i n t r o d u c t i o n of the n e w drugs a b o u t e i g h t years ago has m a d e all t h e d i f f e r e n c e . B e f o r e that t h e chances of recovery were very s l i g h t ; n o w there is h o p e of recovery or at least of i m p r o v e m e n t , for all. Even the worst cases r e s p o n d to t r e a t m e n t , and s o m e amelioration m a y be e x p e c t e d . S o m e q u a l i f i c a t i o n of that, h o w e v e r , is necessary. T h e scientists w h o d e v e l o p the drugs, and the leprosarium a t t e n d a n t s — for t h e most part h e r o i c Sisters—who a d m i n i s t e r t h e m m a k e n o e x t r a v a g a n t claims f o r t h e drugs. All that is c l a i m e d is that the present treatment arrests the disease, r e n d e r s it n o n - c o m m u n i c a b l e , and e l i m i n a t e s t h e distressing external m a n i f e s t a t i o n s of it: t h e d i s f i g u r e m e n t and d i s m e m b e r m e n t w h i c h d e v e l o p w h e n t r e a t m e n t is not received. But to a p e r s o n p r e v i o u s l y c o n d e m n e d to the "living-death" and a f e w short years of enforced isolation in a lazaret, present a m e l i o r a t i o n sounds very m u c h like a cure. T h a t is the h o p e which sustains t h e leper of t o - d a y : to be ""cured" and to be f r e e to return to a n o r m a l w a y of life. H o w e v e r there are at t i m e s s o m e d i s a p p o i n t i n g delays. T h e D e p a r t m e n t of H e a l t h and H o m e Affairs of t h e Q u e e n s l a n d G o v e r n m e n t , w h i c h controls the F a n t o m e Island L e p r o s a r i u m , rightlv insists that every p r e c a u t i o n be t a k e n to e n s u r e a c o m p l e t e "cure" (in the m o d i f i e d a c c e p t a n c e of that t e r m ) before a p a t i e n t is discharged. E v e r y m o n t h a l y m p h test is taken f r o m e a c h p a t i e n t : a "smear" of fluid from the e y e b r o w or ear-lobe. T h i s p r o v i d e s a convenient c h e c k ; it is not necessarily c o n c l u s i v e . W h e n a patient has returned t w e l v e successive n e g a t i v e s — that is, f a v o u r a b l e — " s m e a r " tests, a final c o n c l u s i v e test is m a d e : the b i o p s y or skin test. If this, too, is negative, t h e p a t i e n t is e l i g i b l e for discharge. W h a t s c o p e t h e r e is f o r d i s a p p o i n t m e n t d u r i n g these tests! A p a t i e n t m a y b e successful in the first series, o n l y to get a p o s i t i v e biopsy. T h e n the w h o l e process has to begin all over again.

Bui we have h a p p y days of c e l e b r a t i o n . ( ) n e ol t h e s e was the recent Feast of Christ the King. T w e n t y - t h r e e of our C a t h o l i c p a t i e n t s and about the same n u m b e r of n o n - C a t h o l i c s took part. W e selected t h e m o s t a b l e - b o d i e d for the p r o u d duties of Cross-bearer and A c o l y t e s in o u r Procession. L o n g b e f o r e 7 p.m. on the S u n d a y e v e n i n g e v e r y b o d y was in a t t e n d a n c e , l i m p i n g , h o b b l i n g , s t u m b l i n g bravely along. There was an air of e x p e c t a n c y about as t h e p e o p l e c h a t t e d in low tones. A final call on the bell, and q u i e t l y t h e y s h u f f l e d into the c h u r c h — C a t h o l i c s and non-Catholics. T h e n c a m e the first part of the c e r e m o n y : t h e C r o w n i n g of the statue of Christ the K i n g and the prayer. N e x t , E x p o s i t i o n of the B l e s s e d Sacrament w i t h t h e C a t h o l i c s p r o u d l y v o i c i n g their k n o w l e d g e of the L a t i n " 0 Salutaris." A n d y o u s h o u l d h a v e heard t h e m join in the prayer for the Conversion of Australia with s i d e l o n g glances at their n o n - C a t h o l i c c o m p a n i o n s . H a v e you ever seen a procession of the Blessed Sacrament in w h i c h half of t h e m a r c h e r s w e r e nonCatholics? I don't k n o w if that sort of t h i n g is q u i t e liturgical, but it was c e r t a i n l y d e v o t i o n a l . More than ever so w h e n all t h e s e p e o p l e w e r e stricken w i t h the most d r e a d e d disease k n o w n to m a n k i n d . But h o w bravely and p r o u d l y t h e y w a l k e d — i n so far as y o u can walk bravely and p r o u d l y w i t h d i s e a s e - c r i p p l e d legs and feet to bear diseaseridden bodies. A n d it is n o easy task to carry a c a n d l e u p r i g h t and b u r n i n g , w i t h o n l y t h e s t u m p s of the fingers of w i t h e r e d and w a s t e d h a n d s . Y e s ! T h e c o l u m n s did waver a little here and there as ulcerated f e e t t h r e a t e n e d to p r o v e too p a i n f u l f o r the j o u r n e y . But the stragglers struggled on, and God w a l k e d p r o u d l y w i t h His afflicted p e o p l e — a t h o m e a m o n g the lepers. ROCH ALLEN, O.F.M. F a t h e r Roch Allen, O.F.M., is the chaplain at t h e F a n t o m e Island L e p r o s a r i u m . T w o ol' his sisters a r e in the I.B.V.M.: M. M. Cyril ( N o r m a n h u r s t ) , and M. M. Pauline (Marryatville).

INTERNATIONAL IRISH HOCKEY TEAM T h e Irish H o c k e y t e a m , w h i c h r e c e n t l y toured Australia in m a t c h e s with other International teams, c o u n t e d a m o n g its m e m b e r s three Old Loreto Girls. T h e y were e n t e r t a i n e d by Old Girls of L o r e t o in most of the capital cities, t h e most i m p o r t a n t gathering being, naturally, at Loreto, Marryatville—at present the h e a d q u a r t e r s of the L o r e t o Federation of Australia. T h e C o m m i t t e e e n t e r t a i n e d the

girls at m o r n i n g tea in A d e l a i d e , and gave to S t e p h a n i e O ' R e i l l y (a m e m b e r of the Loreto U n i o n in D u b l i n ) a gift to M o t h e r General ( L o r e t o A b b e y , I . B . V . M . R a t h f a r n h a m ) . T h e book, "Australia — Land of the S o u t h e r n Cross,'" was b e a u t i f u l l y inscribed by M o t h e r M. A q u i n , of Marryatville. B y a h a p p y c o i n c i d e n c e the d a t e of the i n s c r i p t i o n was 30th J u n e — t h e feast d a y of M o t h e r General.

—L O R E T O The M a r r y a t v i l l e Old Girls' Association arranged a c c o m m o d a t i o n f o r the three Irish players, and also a huffet tea at the c o n v e n t o n e e v e n i n g . T h i s was a v e r y h a p p y o c c a s i o n , for e v e r y o n e had p l e n t y of t i m e to talk w i t h t h e Irish girls w h o b r o u g h t w i t h t h e m three o t h e r of their t e a m mates.

AN AUSTRALIAN

T o this e v e n i n g the A s s o c i a t i o n invited F a t h e r Costello, S.J., and F a t h e r B a r d e n , S.J., the Past Pupils 7 c o m m i t t e e and t h e i r h u s b a n d s , the Y o u n g e r Set comm i t t e e and t h e F e d e r a t i o n c o m m i t t e e . RITA B. RICE NORTH, ( P r e s i d e n t , Loreto F e d e r a t i o n of A u s t r a l i a ) .

ARTIST AND HIS WIFE IN ENGLAND

W e had a lovely w e e k at Easter in D e v o n and Cornwall. K a y Q u i n n c a m e over last N o v e m b e r and b o u g h t a d e l e c t a b l e little car; it was thus that w e w e r e a b l e to go t o u r i n g so c o m f o r t a b l y . N e i t h e r J o h n n o r I e x p e c t e d E n g l a n d to be so lovely a c o m p l e t e l y different w o r l d f r o m this part r o u n d L o n d o n . W e stayed at little fishing v i l l a g e s that s e e m e d to h a v e s l i p p e d d o w n the h i l l s i d e s to t h e water's e d g e : a c h a r m i n g j u m b l e of cottages ( t h e m a k i n g s of an architect's n i g h t m a r e , 1 w o u l d s a y ) .

and c r a s h i n g into the d e p t h s of Merlin's cave. L o n d o n s e e m e d a dirty, c r o w d e d p l a c e after such heart-stirring b e a u t y . Last S u m m e r ' s trip to S p a i n was magnificent. W e spent a day at L o y o l a , and three or four days at A v i l a — b o t h lovely p l a c e s f u l l of interest. I t h i n k 1 t o l d y o u that J o h n had a o n e - m a n s h o w in L o n d o n and has three or f o u r p a i n t i n g s in a m i x e d s h o w n o w . I t h i n k his p a i n t i n g h a s m a d e rapid progress s i n c e he's b e e n h e r e — a n d so it s h o u l d . H e is f o r e v e r in the s t u d i o at the back of t h e garden or m o u n t i n g t h e b i k e en r o u t e f o r various exh i b i t i o n s i n L o n d o n — n o t to m e n t i o n the hours and days h e spent at t h e P r a d o and t h e Uffizi, t h e T a t e and t h e N a t i o n a l . MOIRA OGBURN (Abotomey), Past Pupil, N o r m a n h u r s t . E x t r a c t f r o m a personal letter.

As y o u turn the corner of Land's E n d (so to s p e a k ) the c o a s t l i n e c h a n g e s a b r u p t l y to r u g g e d cliffs and c r a s h i n g seas, and t h e c o u n t r y to bleak w i n d s w e p t moors. It was h e r e at T i n t a g e l that w e saw K i n g Arthur's c a s t l e — w h e t h e r it was his or not is d e b a t a b l e . Most d o u b t f u l , I w o u l d say; but I can <*ee w h y it turned the romanticists' h e a d s : such a w i l d m a j e s t i c p l a c e w i t h t h e sea b o o m i n g on all sides,

A GRANDMOTHER VISITS HER SONS I've just h a d ten days w i t h Pat and Gen and t h e i r seven lovely c h i l d r e n . T h e r e were two priests s t a y i n g there f o r a h o l i d a y — b o t h very tired m e n . W e had two Masses e a c h m o r n i n g at w h i c h all t h e f a m i l y a t t e n d e d . Brian and J o h n were the altar-bovs. B r i a n is o n l y e i g h t and he did his part so well. I told Pat h e h a d put on a r e l i g i o u s festival in my h o n o u r . H e has a b e a u t i f u l altar, fitted w i t h every r e q u i s i t e , set u p in the s c h o o l r o o m ; G e n is t h e sacristan.

Ann, h e r c o m p a n i o n ( R u t h ) and I sat on round the log fire, t a l k i n g , listening to the wireless, and studying the stars with t h e h e l p of a v e r y clearly written book. T h e n a f t e r c o p i o u s c u p s of c o f f e e we retired. I w a s too excited to sleep, and lav listening to all the n i g h t s o u n d s : the wild cattle b e l l o w i n g far off because t h e y were afraid to c o m e i n t o water, wild cats, f o x e s and birds. F r a n c e calls that part of his p r o p e r t y h i s G a m e Reserve. N e x t week I'm g o i n g to Paul and Jill. A m o n g o t h e r t h i n g s that P a u l is g o i n g to s h o w Jill, the c h i l d r e n and m e in the cattle duffers' c a m p of 1884. T h e run and yards are still t h e r e . . . A. T.* W e s t e r n Queensland, 1955.

W h e n I was s t a y i n g w i t h Francis and A n n , I went c a m p i n g with t h e m and the five c h i l d r e n . T h i s had been p r o m i s e d for years. It was great. F r a n c e b r o u g h t his trusty man and t h e y grilled the most w o n d e r f u l steak o v e r the coals. F r a n c e m a d e us all v e r y c o m f o r t a b l e w i t h stretchers, mattresses and all the rest. The m e n retired soon after s u p p e r ; but

*An Old L o r e t o Girl w r i t i n g to one of h e r friends.

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LORETO GIRLS ABROAD MAY DAY IN INNSBRUCK I n n s b r u c k — c e n t r e of t h e A u s t r i a n T y r o l — w a s a quaint, ancient city, 1 t h o u g h t , so surely t h e blare of a brass band and y o d e l l i n g couldn't be true at 5 a.m. I h e rest of the f a m i l y d e c i d e d we couldn't all be d r e a m i n g ; and out we went to see the cause of it all. In the narrow c o b b l e s t o n e d street underneath t h e G o l d e n R o o f — b u i l t b y the E m p e r o r Frederick of the E m p t y P o c k e t s to p r o v e that his p o c k e t s weren't c o m p l e t e l y e m p t y — stood t h e musicians. T h e y all w o r e p i c t u r e s q u e T y r o l e a n cost u m e — b u c k l e d shoes, w h i t e stockings, green trousers

and jackets, a n d — c r o w n i n g g l o r y hats w i t h what l o o k e d to us like l u x u r i a n t s h a v i n g brushes struck j a u n t i l y in t h e crown. A n o t h e r and another band m a r c h e d past, b l o w i n g lustily and attended by all the c h i l d r e n of the city. A f t e r all, it was the first of M a y ! B e l l s w e r e p e a l i n g a w a r n i n g as t h e y streamed i n t o the c h u r c h e s w h e r e Mass was s u n g a c c o m p a n i e d by organ, v i o l i n s and d r u m s ; and no w o m a n wore a head dress. Mass over, the bands p r o c e e d e d to visit e a c h h o u s e in t u r n — p l a y i n g in front of the b a l c o n i e d w i n d o w s and gaily p a i n t e d murals on the walls, to a h a p p y a u d i e n c e . All these celebrations 89

—L O R E T O THE ETERNAL CITY

h a d attracted every tourist w i t h i n a radius of three m i l e s and, w i t h c a m e r a s p o i s e d , t h e y s w a r m e d first r o u n d a d a r k - h a i r e d l i t t l e First Communicant dressed in a long w h i t e f r o c k ; t h e n a g r o u p of T y r o l e a n m o u n t a i n c l i m b e r s w i t h big black velvet hats, y o d e l l i n g m a g n i f i c e n t l y , w e r e t h e c e n t r e of attraction. All day t h e c r o w d s l a u g h e d , ate and sang in t h e m e d i e v a l squares u n t i l , at six o'clock all the c h u r c h e s of t h e c i t y rang the A n g e l u s bells, and Our Lady of t h e May l o o k e d d o w n on a h a p p y , d e v o u t p e o p l e h o n o u r i n g her m o n t h .

27th May, 1956. My p o o r brain is just r e e l i n g — R o m e has so m u c h that we must see. Y e s t e r d a y w e w e n t o n a real "Cook's T o u r " to t h e V a t i c a n P a l a c e M u s e u m s and L i b r a r i e s — j u s t m i l e s and m i l e s of t h e m ! In several of the rooms, o n the floors are the most g o r g e o u s flower pieces. Of course it was t h e very first t i m e that I had w a l k e d o n m o s a i c m a d e by t h e R o m a n s in t h e first c e n t u r y A . D . ! At s c h o o l , I l o v e d h i s t o r y of p a i n t i n g but s c u l p t u r e used to bore m e s o m e w h a t . B U T t h e G r e e k s c u l p t u r e s h e r e are v e r y b e a u t i f u l . ( W e t h i n k that we are c i v i l i z e d ! )

ST. MARK'S PIAZZA — VENICE St. Mark's P i a z z a — V e n i c e — m u s t b e the o n l y o p e n air m o d e r n t o w n h a l l in the world. In a city w h e r e t h e r e is not o n e car, b i c y c l e or bus, an o p e n space o n dry land is very p r e c i o u s and t h e V e n e t i a n s c e r t a i n l y d o not waste it. U n s u s p e c t i n g , you walk t h r o u g h a narrow arch f r o m t h e canal and then just stare! In front of y o u is a w i d e e x p a n s e of m a r b l e — i n the b a c k g r o u n d the d o m e s and m o s a i c s of St. Mark's and c l o s e by, t h e g r a c e f u l C a m p a n i l e . D u m b l y , y o u think that t h e travel posters did not lie, and t h e n y o u see t h e g r a c e f u l cloisters of t h e b u i l d i n g s s u r r o u n d i n g t h e o t h e r three sides, the pink and w h i t e tracery of t h e Doges" p a l a c e and t h e Clock T o w e r , and y o u k n o w they did not. P e r h a p s an orchestra is p l a y i n g at o n e of t h e piazza c a f e s ; then there is a l u l l and every h e a d turns e x p e c t a n t l y to t h e Clock T o w e r . O n e of the great b r o n z e figures at t h e top s u d d e n l y swings into stiff m e c h a n i c a l life, to strike t h e h u g e b e l l w i t h a h a m m e r . A l l t h e p i g e o n s w h e e l into startled flight, and then a d o o r b e l o w t h e clock f a c e o p e n s . A gilt angel liaises a t r u m p e t to h i s l i p s and t h e t h r e e kings r e v o l v e i n slow p r o c e s s i o n b e f o r e a statue of Our L a d y w i t h Christ in h e r arms. T h e p i g e o n s r e s u m e t h e i r c o n t e n t e d c o i n g , t h e ornate d o o r snaps shut b e h i n d t h e last k i n g , and there is p e a c e f o r a n o t h e r hour. T o see the l i f e of V e n i c e , just sit in the S q u a r e and t h e r e you see e v e r y o n e f r o m a very tired Gary Cooper to a black-bearded Ethiopian. T h e r e is c o l o u r e v e r y w h e r e — t h e g o n d o l i e r i , w i t h t h e i r dark sailor suits and straw hats f l a u n t i n g w i d e red r i b b o n s — t h e c a r a b i n i e r i ( p o l i c e ) , their hats l i k e N e l s o n ' s and u n i f o r m l i k e N a p o l e o n ' s , t h e street sellers w i t h yards and yards of f a n t a s t i c a l l y c o l o u r e d post cards w h i c h fold m a g i c a l l y in t h e i r h a n d s , but get h o p e lessly tangled in t h o s e of the h a p l e s s t o u r i s t — a n d the c h i l d r e n ! T h e y swarm e v e r y w h e r e — c l i m b i n g on to t h e backs of St. Mark's revered l i o n s — c r o w d i n g over d i z z y parapets, and b r i n g i n g t h e b r o t h e r s and nuns w h o s h e p h e r d t h e m , closer to H e a v e n e v e r y day! P e r h a p s it is b e c a u s e it i« s u r r o u n d e d by t h e p e c u l i a r translucent waters of t h e A d r i a t i c , or m a y b e it is t h e g l o r y of h e r ancient past or t h e v i t a l i t y and h a p p i n e s s of h e r p e o p l e — p e r h a p s it is all t h e s e — but for m e , St. Mark's Piazza h o l d s a u n i q u e fascination and a fairy-tale q u a l i t y of r e m o t e n e s s . MEREYDITH SYKES (17), P a s t Pupil, M a r r y a t v i l l e .

S o m e of the m a s t e r p i e c e s w e r e the Discus T h r o w e r , A p o l l o B e l v e d e r e , an u n f i n i s h e d torso b y a G r e e k — u n k n o w n . M i c h e l a n g e l o used to say that this statue wras t h e o n l y real t e a c h e r h e ever h a d , and h e used to c o m e in and caress it; h e l o v e d it so m u c h . An A m e r i c a n said to us: " T h e s e c h a p s must ha' b e e n great guys," a n d I h e a r t i l y agreed w i t h his sentiments. W e saw m a p s of A m e r i c a — t h e first ever. 1 couldn't get o v e r a 1529 m a p of t h e W o r l d w i t h not e v e n a q u e s t i o n mark to i n d i c a t e t h e p o s i t i o n of our A u s t r a l i a ! T h e most p r i c e l e s s r e l i q u a r i e s and m o n s t r a n c e s and t a b e r n a c l e s , given b y k i n g s and e m p e r o r s , are ranged all a r o u n d a little room. I n the Sistine C h a p e l w e saw t h e fireplace w h e r e t h e y burn t h e votes a f t e r a p a p a l e l e c t i o n . The R o m a n p e o p l e c o m e in t h o u s a n d s to w a t c h f o r the c o l o u r of the s m o k e , and t h u s l e a r n that t h e r e is a n e w " B i s h o p of R o m e . " N o w o n d e r that M i c h e l angelo's n a m e is l o v e d and r e m e m b e r e d all o v e r t h e w o r l d . I stood t h e r e t h i n k i n g of h i m — l y i n g o n h i s back, g r a d u a l l y g o i n g b l i n d as h e p a i n t e d t h e c e i l i n g . Mere and I h a v e given u p ! In St. Peter's there are mosaics that w e w e r e c e r t a i n w e r e oil p a i n t i n g s ; in St. J o h n Laterans are oil p a i n t i n g s that look l i k e m o s a i c s — a n d t h o s e figures w h i c h s e e m to stand out f r o m the c e i l i n g in three d i m e n s i o n s like s c u l p t u r e ! T h e interior and t h e e x t e r i o r of St. Peter's are so b e a u t i f u l l y p r o p o r t i o n e d , that I just cannot b e l i e v e t h e g u i d e book w h e n it says that t h e t w o Saints ( A u g u s t i n e and A m b r o s e ) , w h o are h o l d i n g t h e c h a i r of St. P e t e r (on w h i c h h e p r e a c h e d ) are w e a r i n g m i t r e s as big as I am. I said a p r a y e r f o r all at M a r r y a t v i l l e by St. Peter's t o m b u n d e r M i c h e l angelo's b e a u t i f u l d o m e , and also in front of t h e p r i c e l e s s silver altar that c o n t a i n s t h e crystal coffin of St. P i u s t h e T e n t h . T h e relics h e r e in R o m e are almost u n b e l i e v a b l e — t h e c h a i n s of St. P e t e r w h i c h w e r e r e m o v e d b y t h e angel, parts of t h e M a n g e r b r o u g h t f r o m B e t h l e h e m writh t h e T r u e Cross b y St. H e l e n a , M o t h e r of C o n s t a n t i n e . W e saw St. Cecilia's T o m b in t h e C a t a c o m b of St. Callixtus. FLORENCE: "DAVID" At F l o r e n c e we s t e p p e d g r a t e f u l l y f r o m the hot Italian s u n s h i n e into the s h a d o w y c o o l n e s s of t h e Galerie de B e a u x Arts. T h i s w h i t e m a r b l e - f a c e d b u i l d i n g was s p e c i a l l y built by t h e p e o p l e of F l o r e n c e to p r o v i d e a w o r t h y setting f o r o n e of t h e world's finest p i e c e s of s c u l p t u r e — M i c h e l a n g e l o ' s David. (I

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'"Dover, England, July 31.—Marilyn Bell, 17, 5 fool 2 inch Toronto schoolgirl, stumbled ashore here to-night, the youngest person ever to swim the English Channel. She started at Cap Gris Nez in France at dawn, and swam p o w e r f u l l y all day through c h o p p y water and against adverse tides w h i c h may have cheated her of a time record. She was timed officially at 14 hours 36 minutes." T h e above cablegram appeared in the papers of most countries on the 1st August, 1955. In no country was it received with more enthusiasm than in Canada; in no school was it read with more excitement than at Loretto A b b e y , Toronto, where Marilyn has been educated. Her first s w i m m i n g trophy—of a major k i n d — w a s won in 1954 w h e n she swam Lake Ontario; she was the first person to perform this feat. She spent the early m o n t h s of 1955 partly in France, partly in E n g l a n d — m o n t h s of training for the day w h e n she would take to the water f r o m Cap Gris Nez in France to swim the English Channel. On July 31st at 5.50 a.m. she began her marathon swim. A bystander said: "Shortly before six we caught sight of Marilyn walking towards the water. Bright flashes as photographers took pictures of her; and then, at 5.53, she was in the Channel, and the swim was on. In a m o m e n t we saw a blob of red (bathing c a p ) , and two arms flailing to each side of it. A c c o m p a n y i n g her was an official yacht carrying h e r parents and sister, her doctor, her pacers, the official observers, reporters and photographers from the Toronto Telegram. Howr anxiously they must have watched the b o b b i n g red cap and flailing arms, as Marilyn swam against adverse tides. Only a m i l e from the White Cliffs of Dover, she found herself dragged five miles along the coast by treacherous tides that robbed her of a record that otherwise she might easily have made. At last she touches the shore; she stops swimm i n g ; she crawls up the last few yards to dry ground to satisfy the observers, that she has indeed swum the Channel. P e o p l e line the top of the cliff, or gather on the beach, and c h e e r i n g fills the air. There was a h a p p y interlude w h e n a Folkstone taxi-driver, who h a d chauffered her during her training, slid down the cliff to greet her. As he slid down he picked a bunch of purple thistles and Queen A n n e

Marilyn Bell stepping into the English Channel at Cap Gris, France lace. W a d i n g into the water he offers his bouquet. T h e spontaneous tribute transforms the dazed and weary Marilyn. She acknowledges his loyalty with her first real smile. (Compiled from the LORETTO RAINBOW. Canada).

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tions. AH other statues of David show h i m as he really was—a y o u n g boy. But Michelangelo's idea was lo portray David's great trust in God and his faith by making h i m appear larger, stronger and m o r e confident. T h e boy-giant h o l d s his stones in his right hand, and, in one split second, he will twist his perfect b o d y and hurl them at this enemy. His proud face shows confidence and resolution, ll made me wonder who was the giant! JUDY SYKES (15), Marryatville—but abroad,

remember learning about this statue in Grade VII.) Inside are six unfinished sculptures by Michelangelo, three on either side of a long hall. From these great bulks of marble the artist had wrested the figures of men—giants. On "The Slave" are the marks of the artist's fingers in the clay forcing his vitality and ideas into the grey stone. U n d e r n e a t h a high d o m e stands the giant, creamy-white marble figure of a y o u n g man. I suppose it is typical of M i c h e l a n g e l o that his David is of gigantic propor-

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DOYLE A. G I L C H R I S T H OUSTON A. S. L O F T U S - H I L L S c. L O U G H N A N D. M A R S L A N D M. M c C O R M A C K T. M E E H A N A. N O R T H A M P. O ' C O N N O R D. O ' D A Y M. P O W E R C. S P E N C E R F. W A K E F I E L D - K E N T A. W I L L I A M S M.

LEAVING G. A D A M S M. B E R G I N I. C A S H M O R E L. C L O W E S CURRIE A. C U R T I S N. D A L E Y C. D E T H R I D G E M. D O Y L E M. D U C K V. F E E L Y E. F I T Z G E R A L D P. F L Y N N j- G O D S E L L P. G O O D C H I L D j- G O U L D I N G J. G R A H A M D. H A R T M. H A Y D E N A. H A Y W A R D B. H I L L D. K I N G M. L Y N C H G. M A N N I N G P. M c G U I N N E S S R. P H I L L I P S M. R E I D S. S. R O B I N S O N H. R O C H E C. R Y A N S. S P R I N G M. W A R R Y P. W A R R Y E. W I M P O L E

INTERMEDIATE E. B A I L E Y K. B A T E S L. B R E N N A N L. B R O D E R I C K R. C A L D E R Y. C A L L I L P. C U R T I S J. D E V I N E M. D I T C H B U R N M. D O Y L E H. D W Y E R J. E V E R E T T P. F L Y N N L. F R E D E R I C O T. F U R P H Y J. G I L B E R T S O N S. G O D I f V M. H O L T D. L O R D H. M c C A U S L A N D p. M C C L E L L A N D P. M c D E R M O T T J. M c N A M A R A J. M O N T A G U E F. M O O R E D. M U R P H Y E. O ' N E I L L J. P A L M E R A. P A T T E R S O N J. P E T T Y C. R U S S O M. S E R O N G S. S H I L L A B E E R V. W A K E F I E L D - K E N T J. W H I T E H E A D J. W R I G H T

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J . M. D O Y L E A. D U G G A N M . A. E D G E R T O N J. F E E L Y L. F E R G U S O N E. F I N L A Y M. F R E D E R I C O H. G R I M E S S. J A Q U I N O T K. J E N S S. K E E N A N C. K E L L Y C. K U H L M A N N E. L E E J. L E O N A R D E. L E W I S A. L Y N C H M . A. L Y N C H P. MAGGIA S. M A G G I A G. M c H A R G K. M c I N E R N E Y P. M c I N E R N E Y " L. M c K E R N A N C. M E L V I L L E K. M U R P H Y D. O ' B R I E N P. O G G E R. R O B I N S O N A. R Y A N H. S T O K E S H. W H I T E H E A D

SECOND YEAR J. A N D E R S O N D. B A R R E T T S. B A R R E T T M. B R Y C E A. B U R N S M. B Y R N E R. C A L L I L M. C L A N C Y A. C O R B E N M. D U C K J. F A K H R Y M. F U N D E R S. G U E S T K. G I L C H R I S T V. G L O V E R M. G U R R Y M. H A N L E Y S. H O P P E T. J E N S B. J O H N S T O N M. K I N G S. K N O W L E S J. L A R K I N S M. L I G H T F O O T M. LEWIS-WILLIAMS J. M A R S H B. M c K E C H N I E B. M c G U I N N E S S S. M O R N E M E N T H . M. O ' D O N O H U E A. O ' R O R K E L. P I T T M. P A L F Y S. R E S C H C. R O C H E A. S I N N J. S U L L I V A N Y. v o n H A R T E L

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GRADE II J. B E L L S. B U X T O N M. C A H I L L E. C A L D E R J. C H A P M A N E. D O Y L E V. E L L I S H. FETHERSTONHAUGH S. F U N D E R V. G E R B - E R C. H A L L M. J A Q U I N O T C. J O H N S T O N P. K N O W L E S S. M A D D E N M. M c A R D L E M. M . M C C A F F R E Y M. E . M c C A R D E L M. M c C L A L L A N D J. M c C O Y E. O ' B R I E N A. P E N N E F A T H E R J. S I M P S O N E. S K E N E E . St. E L L E N H. V A L E H. W I L K I N S O N

GRADE II B O Y S HUGH BOURKE JOHN CAHILL JOHN DWYER ROBERT GARDINI MICHAEL GALBALLY JOHN JENS STEPHEN LYNCH PATRICK McAULEY NEIL OGGE STEPHEN SMITH PAUL TIERNEY JOHN TRENCHARD

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GRADE II M. B A K H A S H V. C L E E V E G. C O N D O N C. H A L L K. H O D G E S D. T O S E P H S O N T. K E N W A Y B. K E L L E G I I E R K. MO NAG HAN K. R O A C H B. S Y D E S S. CLF.ARY R. G U T H R I E K. H A N C O C K C. M U R R A Y C. P R E S T O N C. R O B I N O F. S T E W A R T

GRADE I C. R. D. C. C. M. B. B. B.

ALLEN CORBETT ELDRIDGE MURRAY MURPHY WILLIS HARRIS TAYLOR O'SULLIVAN

JUNIOR

SCHOOL

INFANTS M. A N D E R S O N A. B E H A N C. C A R R I C K D. F O L E Y C. H A N D A S Y D E S J. M U R P H Y C. N O W I L L K. C O N N O R L. S T E W A R T E. S T E W A R T P. S Y D E S M. Q U A N E G. H O N E T. K E N W A Y II. MURRAY T. W E B B K. BOTSAM

—L O R E T O

LORETO CONVENT, BRISBANE, SENIOR CLASS J. G O O D W I N "M. M O O R E E. N O W O T N Y E. O ' M A H O N E Y H. S A L T E R N. S T U A R T

SUB-SENIOR CLASS

R. ADAIR M. E L S O N G R E E N 13. E I S L E R J. H A U P T C. M c A R T H U R J. M C D O N N E L L M. M c A U L I F F E

C. RYAN H. T U R N O C X J. S I M M O N D S

JUNIOR PUBLIC CLASS J. A H E R N M. B R A D L E Y S. C H A P P L E C. C O O R E Y J. D R U M I'. H A M I L T O N I'. H I C K E Y P. H O L M E S E. H E A L Y A. J E F F R I E S S M. J O S E P H S O N S. J O Y C E P. K E L L Y B. L E B R O C Q M. M U R D O C K M. M U R P H Y P. M c C O R M A C K A. M c C O R M A C K M. M c A N U L T Y M. M c I N N E S A. M c D O N A L D E. N O W I L L S. P A R E R I. P A R I S M. P R I C E M. R O A C H E M. R O B E R T S J. R O W E 1'. S M I T H 1'. S E Y M O U R S. S H A W R. W I L L E T T

J. Z A C K A G. H U D W I C K I!. C O O N E Y

SUB-JUNIOR CLASS K. B A R R Y I. C A T I P B. C L A X T O N C. C A S S I D Y C. C L E A R Y S. C O O P E R M. C R A W F O R D (). F E G A N M. F O G A R T Y M. H I C K E Y M. H I T Z K E J. J E F F R I E S S C. K E R L I N 1*. M O L L E R C. M 1 L E Y K. N O U D M. O W E N M. R A N K I N D. R E D M O N D S. R U S H B R O O K P. S I M M O N D S B. S T E I N I). S T U A R T M. K E N T C. T A Y L O R L. M c C O S K E R T. W A L L A C E ). PARIS

FORM m C. B O W E S M. B E I R N E F. C L E A R Y A. C L A N C H Y M. E D M O N D S O N M. F I N N I M O R E W. G R E E N U P P. H E A L Y R. K E L L Y M. L U D D Y R. M 1 S S E N S. M O R R O W M. M c C O R M A C K A. O W E N II. P A R E R E. P A R K I N S O N B. P E N D E R G A S T T. W A L S H

QUEENSLAND

FORM II T. A R N O L D I\ BROWN S. C O O P E R G. C A S E Y M. E L D R I D G E A. G A R D I N E R Z. G A L L A G H E R P. H I C K E Y M. H U R S T K. P O U L T O N D. R O A C H E H. O ' R O U R K E R. L A M B Y. T H O M A S A. T I E R N A N

FORM I B. A N D R E W S M. B O W E S L. B R A I T L I N G J. B R O A D A. B R I D G E R. C R E A G H 1'. C O N N O L L E Y S. D O U G L A S M. G U T H R I E R. J O S E P H S O N C. K E L L Y C. H O O K E P. M O R R O W A. M O N A G H A N T. N E Y L O N F. P A R E R T. P A R E R M. R O A C H E E. R U D W I C K M. S T E W A R T R. O ' S U L L I V A N W. W I L S O N J. K E L L Y

ELEMENTARY C. B R O W N E T. B O Y L E C. C A R T E R M. C A S H E L M. C A S S I D Y N. C O N D O N F. D R A K E J. F A N N I N G

1'. GANN

would of course not be radiated to the general public, but would be confined to the closed-circuit where the viewing receivers are connected by cables to the T V camera. Educational TV is being eyed enthusiastically by under-developed countries and the United States Government is providing dollars in their foreign aid programme to back the inauguration and development of educational TV in nations whose economies could not justify the luxury of T V for entertainment purposes. The first American foreign aid TV station is expected to go on the air this year, and it will be in Lebanon in the heart of the explosive Middle East. The idea originated with the Lebanese themselves and the original plan was to buy T V equipment for the Beirut Vocational School, to help train some of the 200 Engineers who will be required to operate and maintain T V stations in Arabian countries in the next two years. To finance the project, the Lebanese Government appropriated 85,000 dollars and then got the U.S. Government to approve of a foreign aid grant of 45,000 dollars. The Ford Foundation then made a grant of 38,000 dollars to be used for vocational training in the T V / E l e c t r o n i c s field. As in other under-developed countries, Lebanon's first need is for education; entertainment

E. G R I F F E N M. G R I F F E N A. H E A L Y A. H E G A R T Y B. H E A L Y K. H O D G E S N. J O S E P H S O N J. M c C O R M A C K K. M c C A L L U M R. M c C U L L A G H L. Mc W A T E R S M. O W E N S M. O ' S U L L I V A N P. Q U I N N M. P A R E R B. S I M P S O N P. S T E W A R T R. T I E R N A N A. W A R D

GRADE IV P. A L L E N B. B E I R N E B. B R I D G E P CORBETT K. C U M M I N G C. D O U G L A S A. E L D R I D G E L. K U R T S K. M c N A M E E C. P R E S T O N L. R O B I N O K. W I L L I S

GRADE III I.. C O U C H M A N S. II E G A R T Y A. H A R B U R G I'. H U R S T M. K E L L Y M. M c N U L T Y S. M c N U L T Y P. M c C O R M A C K S. M c D O N A L D M. M U R R A Y E. M c N A M E E A. N E L S O N M. N O W 1 L L C. T E S S I E R A. W I L L I S A. W I L L I S M. M O N A G H A N T. S T E W A R T

TV can come later, or in hours when the station is not needed for education. More and more countries are now thinking of TV, not as an entertainment luxury, but as an educational necessity and serious interest in starting educational T V systems is being shown by the governments of Pakistan, Indonesia, Egypt and Iran. The first educational station in the Middle East is already in operation in Iraq, Baghdad TV going into service in May of this year. Used intelligently, T V can be a great asset to Australia and a powerful weapon in our fight against the evils which beset the world to-day. If we fail to use it intelligently it will not only be a costly form of entertainment for ourselves but will also be a powerful weapon in the hands of those opposed to our way of life. I hope we shall take up the challenge. (Mr. Oliver is Managing Director, Fluorescent Lighting and Television Development Pty. Ltd.; Lecturer, Television and Electronics Central Technical College, Brisbane; President, The Television Society; Member of the American Institute of Electrical Engineers, of the British Institute of Radio Engineers, of the Institute of Radio Engineers, U.S.A.; and, we would like to add, a friend of our Brisbane Loreto, for whom he wrote this article.—Ed.).

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TELEVISION IN AUSTRALIA By E R N E S T OLIVER (Television and Communication Engineering Consultant) Television, one of the wonders of electronic science, is in fact s i m p l e in principle. With a sheet of squared graph paper, a pencil, and a telephone, you too could transmit a picture over a t e l e p h o n e line to a friend similarly e q u i p p e d . If you draw a picture on your graph paper, n u m b e r the squares and advise your friend at the far end of the line w h e t h e r to shade or leave blank the squares as numbered, she w i l l recreate the picture which you have drawn. Television is a matter of doing just that, but, in doing it electronically it shades squares of a f e w thousandths of an inch, dark or light, at a rate of more than 10 m i l l i o n squares per second; this is done so fast that the eye sees only a c o m p l e t e d picture, not a succession of light or dark squares. At the heart of the T V system there are two electronic tubes; the camera tube, at the transmitting end, divides the picture to be televised into squares, and generates an electric voltage in proportion to the light or shade of each square; the picture tube, at the receiving end, receives the electric voltages from the transmitter, over radio waves, and displays light squares, in the correct sequence, and with the correct degree of light and shade, so that the original picture is re-created. Because the eye retains the image f r o m one picture to t h e next, T V gives the illusion of uninterrupted motion. You will be growing up with Television in Australia and just h o w this fascinating m e d i u m is app l i e d here will be largely influenced by you and your contemporaries. Television has boundless possibilities as a penetrating m e a n s of education, entertainment and enlightenment. TV represents political forum, church, stage, classroom and entertainment, in one entity, right in our homes. W i t h T V , Australia is offered a challenge. Will we develop T V as a means of increasing our knowledge, u p l i f t i n g our moral standards and disseminating our Christian and democratic beliefs as well as using it as an entertainment m e d i u m ? It is worth recalling that the world was offered a similar challenge w h e n m o v i n g films first c a m e into being. T h e m o v i n g film industry could have d e v e l o p e d not o n l y as a means of entertainment, but as an intellectual, moral and religious stimulant. As we n o w know, the o p p o r t u n i t y was largely disregarded and the c h a l l e n g e allowed to lapse, at least so far as the Western world w7as concerned. However, in Communist Russia, the challenge was taken up and films, produced ostensibly for entertainment, are a very potent factor in their education and propaganda scheme. W i t h television it is t h e same. To-day the U.S.S.R. has 19 television stations in operation. T h e r e are over 50 countries operating Television services now7 ranging from America, where 459

stations transmit to 37.5 m i l l i o n receivers, down to countries the size of Monaco, w h i c h operates TeleMonte-Carlo as a c o m m e r c i a l television station. T h e world's most u n i q u e T V network is probably that operated by the U n i t e d States armed forces. T V stations are operating in the Azores, Bermuda, Cuba, Eritrea, Greenland, Iceland, Libya, Okinawa, Philipp i n e Islands and Saudi Arabia. These stations carry first-class programmes sent from the U.S. in the form of filmed recordings, but they are also able to originate local programmes to cover on the spot items of interest. Gt. Britain has been running T e l e v i s i o n services in their present f o r m for 20 years, so that T V can hardly be thought of as a n e w scientific device. T h e d e v e l o p m e n t of television services in Canada has been p h e n o m e n a l . With a relatively small population (15 m i l l i o n ) w h i c h is largely spread out along the trans-continental railway (just as our p o p u l a t i o n is largely distributed along our eastern seaboard) the Canadian p r o b l e m in distribution of Television programmes is rather similar to our own. In 1952 the first Canadian T V station went on the air and to-day there are 32 stations in operation covering almost 9 0 % of the Canadian population. Italy is in the process of b u i l d i n g up a vast Television network and before the end of 1957 will have n o less than 84 transmitting stations in operation. In Germany to-day there are 36 TV stations operating; 9 are in the Russian zone and 27 in West Germany. Since 1953 Japan has put 5 TV stations in service and 2 more are due on the air this year. In Europe T V is already established in the f o l l o w i n g countries: France (10 stations), Belgium (4 s t a t i o n s ) , D e n m a r k , Luxemburg, The Netherlands, and f r o m European countries b e h i n d the iron curtain we find T V being radiated f r o m Bulgaria, Czechoslovakia and Poland. Of all the u n l i k e l y places, we find T V has already started in Baghdad (Iraq) and T h a i l a n d has been running regular T V services since 1955 in addition to an e x p e r i m e n t a l service wljich has been run by the University in Bangkok. Possibly the most interesting application of T V is the field of higher education. Closed circuit systems are used in medical and dental schools, etc., so that it is possible for a large audience to get a close u p v i e w of events w h i c h could otherwise be seen only b y a selected few. T h e Television camera in an operating theatre, for instance, is able to f o l l o w every m o v e m e n t of the surgeon and relay this elose-up picture to any n u m b e r of receivers w h i c h may be connected b y co-axial cables. T h u s a large audience of m e d i c a l students m a y b e able to f o l l o w in close detail a c o m p l e x surgical operation, whicli in the past could have been watched h v perhaps o n l y one or two students at the most. Such events Concluded on opposite page.

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ST. MARY'S HALL, UNIVERSITY OF MELBOURNE

BACK

R O W : J a n e t C a m p b e l l , M a r y Collins, M a r y E l i z a b e t h Mary Conroy, Rosemary Tehan, Judith Begent.

S E C O N D R O W : Helene Wood, Kathleen Nolan, Christine FRONT

Calwcll,

Marie

Drew,

Louise Arndt,

Sue T i l l e y , J u d i t h Hill, P a t r i c i a W h i t e h e a d , B a r b a r a Stokes.

Caine,

Jean

Dwyer,

ROW: Elisabeth Stokes, Rosemary Gorman, Deirdre Moriarty, M a r l e n e W e l s h , G r a m a L a t t a n z i , P a t r i c i a Reilly, J a n e A h e r n , B e t t y

ABSENT:

Betty

Mulcahy,

Jill

Connolly,

Pamela

Ikin.

Margaret Hoy.

Penny

Magee,

Jeanne

Gorman,

flurphy,

Rita

Margaret

Jocelyn

Deveny,

Biviano,

Gorman,

Helen

Patricia

Colette

Lombard,

Janet

Coutts,

Christie, Byrne,

Loretta

Patricia Maria

Diviny,

Judith

Murray,

Joyce,

Betty

Lenaghan,

Favaloro,

Mary

Aughterson,

—L O R E T O

OBITUARY NORMANHURST:

after her R e l i g i o u s p r o f e s s i o n in R a t h f a r n h a m in 1883, she c a m e to A u s t r a l i a w i t h M. M. Stanislaus M u l h a l l and M. M. X a v e r i a F r e n c h . W h e n the a u t h o r of A L L F O R A L L w r o t e t h e b i o g r a p h y of M o t h e r Stanislaus, she was greatly h e l p e d by M o t h e r D o r o t h e a , w h o , l o o k i n g back in A u s t r a l i a over h e r f o r t y years in this c o u n t r y , r e m e m b e r e d all t h e circ u m s t a n c e s of that f a r a w a y m o r n i n g in R a t h f a r n h a m w h e n t h e three n u n s left f o r the ""colonial" Loreto. T h a t was over s e v e n t y years a g o ; and t h e success of Loreto in Australia o w e s m u c h to t h e w o n d e r f u l spirit of little M o t h e r D o r o t h e a w h o l e f t t h e impress of h e r fine p e r s o n a l i t y in w h a t e v e r h o u s e she w a s stationed. T h e w i d e s p r e a d d e v o t i o n in the A u s t r a l i a n p r o v i n c e to t h e F o u n d r e s s , Mary W a r d , was o n l y o n e of t h e aspects of h e r influence. A n o t h e r m e m o r i a l to h e r j u d g m e n t is h e r c h o i c e of the c o l o n i a l m a n s i o n , M a n d e v i l l e H a l l , to be M e l b o u r n e ' s Loreto. F i t t i n g l y h e r last years were s p e n t in that h o u s e , n o w g r o w n i n t o a house of r e l i g i o u s l i f e and e d u c a t i o n . A n o t h e r n u n c l o s e l y associated w i t h the successf u l d e v e l o p m e n t of t h e T o o r a k L o r e t o was M o t h e r M. M a g d a l e n O ' H a g a n , w h o s e d e a t h o c c u r r e d on t h e 8th July, 1956, after a l o n g illness. F o r several years M o t h e r M a g d a l e n was a m e m b e r of t h e Provincial C o u n c i l w h i l e o c c u p y i n g t h e office of S u p e r i o r in m a n y houses. S h e was greatly loved w h e r e v e r she was S u p e r i o r d u r i n g t h e t h i r t y years filled w i t h successive a p p o i n t m e n t s to S u p e r i o r i t y ; t h e H o u s e s b e i n g St. V i n c e n t ' s P l a c e , N e d l a n d s , T o o r a k , Mary's Mount and D a w s o n Street. All her f r i e n d s , w h e t h e r in r e l i g i o n or in the w o r l d , will f e e l t h e scene less b r i g h t b e c a u s e of her passing. B a r e l y t w e l v e h o u r s after M o t h e r Magdalen's d e a t h t h e c o m m u n i t y g a t h e r e d r o u n d the d e a t h - b e d of a n o t h e r patient sufferer, M o t h e r M. J e r o m e L e d i n , w h o s e r o o m a d j o i n e d that of M o t h e r M a g d a l e n . Mother Jerome had been partially crippled with arthritis for o v e r ten y e a r s ; after M o t h e r Magdalen's arrival in Toorak a year or so ago M o t h e r J e r o m e was glad to go into h e r r o o m every day f o r a c h a t . All w h o w e r e p r i v i l e g e d to live with Mother J e r o m e d u r i n g h e r l o n g l i f e in r e l i g i o n h a v e h a p p y m e m o r i e s of her e q u a b l e character, h e r ready s m i l e and sisterly charity.

T h e d e a t h of Sister M. R e d e m p t a F r e i l c a m e as a great shock to her C o m m u n i t y and to t h e boardings c h o o l 011 t h e a f t e r n o o n of t h e 26th October, 1955. S h e was greatly l o v e d and a p p r e c i a t e d for h e r kindness and g e n e r o s i t y . In her usual c a p a b l e l a s h i o n she h a d c o o k e d the m i d - d a y m e a l . At 3 p.m. sinwas c o m i n g f r o m h e r r o o m w h e r e she h a d spent an h o u r r e s t i n g in o b e d i e n c e to the infirmarian's orders; she h a d just r e a c h e d the k i t c h e n w h e n s h e c o l l a p s e d w i t h a heart attack. In a half an h o u r , it was all over, and dear Sister h a d g o n e to h e r r e w a r d after Fr. Farrell of W a i t a r a h a d a n o i n t e d her. S h e was o n l y thirty-six. W e o f f e r o u r heartfelt s y m p a t h y to her relatives in I r e l a n d . T h e y w e r e t h e m a i n part of t h e sacrifice she m a d e ten years e a r l i e r w h e n she c a m e to A u s t r a l i a . A n d n o w t h e Lord H i m s e l f is h e r reward. O n l y a f o r t n i g h t later, on t h e 9 t h N o v e m b e r , M. M. Crescentia Collins was also t a k e n s u d d e n l y f r o m her c o m m u n i t y and h e r w o r k . A l t h o u g h a J u b i l a r i a n she was t e a c h i n g m u s i c u n t i l a w e e k b e f o r e h e r d e a t h in t h e efficient style f o r w h i c h she was n o t e d . S h e h a d m a n y f r i e n d s in all the p l a c e s to w h i c h she had b e e n p o s t e d d u r i n g the fifty-five years of h e r r e l i g i o u s life. T h e H o u s e in B r i s b a n e p r o b a b l y h a d m o s t of h e r heart as she was its first S u p e r i o r , and t h e flourishing state of its works to-day c e r t a i n l y o w e s a good deal to M o t h e r Crescentia. S h e was v e r y h a p p y in 1954 to pay a visit to h e r relatives and f r i e n d s in Ireland. But on h e r return to N o r m a n hurst she s e e m e d e q u a l l y h a p p y to b e back in Australia. S h e is still greatly missed in h e r C o m m u n i t y . NEDLANDS: T h e p a s s i n g of M. M. A l o y s i u s Leeson o n the 2 2 n d D e c e m b e r set in m o t i o n personal m e m o r i e s of m a n y of t h e n u n s in the A u s t r a l i a n P r o v i n c e , f o r she was N o v i c e Mistress at Loreto A b b e y , Ballarat, f r o m 1915 u n t i l 1930. S h e had e x t r a o r d i n a r i l y h i g h ideals in the m a t t e r of p e r f e c t i o n f o r her n o v i c e s w h o n e v e r t h e l e s s l o v e d and r e v e r e d her. H e r o w n austere l i f e filled t h e m w i t h a w e ; yet e a c h o n e f o u n d her a s y m p a t h e t i c g u i d e and spiritual m o t h e r . S h e h a d b e e n e d u c a t e d in F r a n c e chiefly, after h e r e d u c a t i o n in I r e l a n d , and a l t h o u g h s h e was very h u m b l e h e r d i g n i f i e d p r e s e n c e had always s o m e t h i n g of the "grand m a n n e r . " D e a r M o t h e r A l o y s i u s ! S h e was a religious to w h o m all her n o v i c e s look back w i t h a d m i r a t i o n , as t h e y r e m e m b e r h e r training, based on s u p e r n a t u r a l p r i n c i p l e s w h i c h she herself h a d learnt f r o m M o t h e r Stanislaus M u l h a l l in t h e days of h e r n o v i c c s l i i p .

MARY'S MOUNT, BALLARAT: T h e death of Mother M. A g n e s S p r i n g on t h e 30th J u n e , 1956, r e m o v e s a g e n e r o u s n u n w h o s e religious life was spent c h i e f l y in the classroom. C o m i n g f r o m a s t u d i o u s f a m i l y (all h e r brothers w e r e doctors) M o t h e r A g n e s u s e d h e r gifts w i t h o u t stint. S h e was a b o r n t e a c h e r , as w i l l t e s t i f y all to w h o m she t a u g h t L a t i n , M a t h e m a t i c s and G e o g r a p h y . A n o t h e r side of her character, w h i c h her p u p i l s did not see, was m a d e u p of h e r h u m i l i t y and k i n d n e s s in c o m m u n i t y l i f e . S h e was an ideal n u n to live w i t h and to work w i t h .

TOORAK: A m u c h loved p i o n e e r of Loreto in Australia p a s s e d f r o m o u r m i d s t w i t h the d e a t h of M o t h e r D o r o t h e a W a l k e r on the 31st J a n u a r y , 1956. S h o r t l y

MAY OUR DEAR SISTERS REST ETERNALLY

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IN T H E

PEACE

O F GOD'S

LOVE

L O R E T O

INDEX Allen, B

Gluvas, P

O'Brien, A. M

Andrews, P

Gomez-Beare, Y. (Gibraltar)

O'Connor, P

Goodwin, J

O'Halloran, C

Bake well, A. M

13 Gourlav, G

O'Keeffe, M

Barden, J

Griffiths, G

O'Loghlin, D

Beerworth, M

Guest, S

O'Loghlin, F

Bolleman, J

Oliphant, J

Burke, F

Hamilton, E

53 O'Neill, E

Brannan, A

Hartigan, A

48, 64

Broad, J

Hartigan, S

Partridge, J

Broun, J

Hayes, C

Pelly, R.

Brown, P

Heathcote, M

Pick, G

Burnett, M

Hill, G

Pitt, L

Butter, M

Hirsch, E

Prendergast, E

Byrne, J

Holt, C

15 Quinn, P

Byrne, P

Hughes, T

30 Rinaldi, 1

Jones, A

Rintoul, M

Jones, C

Robins, P

Jordan, T

Josephson, R

seagoe, J

Shanahan, A

Calder, E Chappie, S

Clancy, P

Clarke, H

Clarke, M

Kempton, M

Clune, j

Kennedy

Cogan, N

Collet, B

Cordv, C

Cunningham, J

Curtis, A

(Gibraltar)

. . . .

Shannon, C

13, 43

Shaw, S

Lightfoot, M

Sinn, A

McAuley, C McClelland, P

16 69

Sparks, A

Straehan, K

McColl, J

Sykes, J

McDermott, A

Sykes, M

T h a d a n i , U. (Calcutta I . . . .

Tolladay, E

Toohey, E

Uebergang, N

Ulaszyn, R

Green, E

Daziel, S

McDonald, C

Doney, A

McEvoy, M

Dunphy, J

McSwiney, A

D u n p h y , M. R

Michael, C

Durack, J

Miller, J

Dusseldorf, L

Miller, P

Dwver, J

Monoghan, A

Fay, N

Murphy, M.

Feely, V

Nathan, V

32, 76

Finlay, E

Novices

Finnimore, 1V1

Nowotny, E 101

Upmalis, I

...

Wakefield-Kent, F

Wakefield-Kent, V

W i l l i a m s , L. M

Wilson. W

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ST. PATRICK'S COLLEGE BA L L A R A T tn

SECONDARY

SCHOOL

FOR

DAY

BOYS

and

BOARDERS

The mountain air of Ballarat has made the City a Health Resort of Commonwealth repute. The College is situated near the beautiful Lake Wendouree, in a portion of the City devoted to extensive parks and gardens.

Ample facilities

provided for Boating, Tennis, Cricket, Football, Handball and all forms of healthy and useful exercise.

Boys

are prepared and

for

for all the Public

Newman

College

Examinations

Scholarships.

MUSIC, ELOCUTION and DANCING ARE TAUGHT.

For particulars, apply to the Principal.

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ST. I G N A T I U S ' COLLEGE RIVERVIEW,

SYDNEY

BOARDING AND DAY SCHOOL Conducted

by the Jesuit

Fathers

Unrivalled Position — Splendid Grounds. For Prospectus, apply to THE RECTOR, Tel.: JB 1106; JB 1697. No Vacancies for Boarders for 1956-7. Some places available for Day Boys.

A.M.D.G.

XAVIER COLLEGE. KEW. E.4. AND

XAVIER PREPARATORY SCHOOLS Burke Hall, Studley Park Road, Kew Kostka Hall, South Road, Brighton Beach Boarding

and Day Schools

conducted

by the Jesuit

Fathers

Xavier College is one of the six Great Public Schools of V i c t o r i a . It is f u l l y equipped in every department. It has its own Cadet Corps. Pupils are prepared for the University and other Public Examinations. Further Particulars may be had on a p p l i c a t i o n

to:—

THE RECTOR, W M 6201 and W M 6 2 0 2 ; or T H E HEADMASTERS. W . A . 8 7 3 7 for Burke H a l l ; and X B 2 1 2 7 for Kostka Hall.

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This Bank Offers A Worthwhile Career to YOU! T h e Commonwealth Bank has vacancies for girls w h o are interested in a banking career. Conditions of service include good pay with three weeks' annual leave, long service leave, Health Society benefits and excellent amenities. A p p l y in person at the Staff Department, 3rd Floor, Commonwealth Bank, Cnr. Martin Place and Pitt Street, Sydney, or to the Manager of any branch of the Bank.

COMMONWEALTH

107

BANK

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ROBIN DEBS for

the

Robin

carefree

teenager

Debs — teenagers'

choice

smart, c o m f o r t a b l e shoes.

-for

Heels

are flat f o r casual appearance, half high on shiny courts f o r more dressed-up occasions.

American

fractional fittings f o r a snug g r i p and ample toe room. Colours are gay

and exciting.

"Kathy"

comes in black, benedictine, red, green, grey, 6 9 / 6 .

"Sally," in

black patent and red calf, 5 9 / 6 . " M a r e o , " in black patent, at 6 4 / 6 .

GIRLS'

YOUTH

CENTRE,

5th FLOOR,

ELIZABETH

•for

service

STREET

• B

0664

L O R E T O

Age old rituals and time honoured prayers mark the traditional Catholic funeral. Consequently it is important to ensure the officiating priest is afforded every assistance in devout and correct observance of the last rites. The means whereby Catholic tradition may be fittingly observed . . . the training of staff to give all the needed assistance at church and cemetery . . . in these and other aspects of service, W. N. BULL is genuinely qualified for the devout and dignified conduct of a funeral. Instructions are received at any hour, day or night, Sunday included.

W. N. BULL P T 1 . F u n e r a l S Y D N E Y

LTD.

B l r e c t o r $ P H O N E

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L A 2 8 5 8

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JOHN H. COADY Professional Tennis Coach N.S.W.L.T.A., L.T.P.A., L.T.U.A. Officially appointed by the Lawn Tennis Association,

1951,

1952,

1953;

and

Coach to the Hornsby-Killara, Eastwood D.T.A. Private Coaching Schools at Waitara Park, Epping and Warrawee. Coach to the Students

at Loreto

Normanhurst,

Sydney.

Convent,

Hornsby, N.S.W. Tel.: JU 1903

L O R E T O

JOHN H. COADY Tennis

Coach

at Loreto

Normanhurst,

Convent,

Sydney.

The Cardinal's Cup won in Sydney in 1955 and 1956 by the First Four of Loreto, Normanhurst.

v n

FRANCES SCULLY S C H O O L O F DANCING PRIVATE LESSONS AND CLASSES IN

MODERN BALLROOM DANCING Convents

and Colleges

Visited.

Debutantes

Trained.

Enquiries: TESS SCULLY, 4th Floor, Palings Bldgs.

Ash Street, Sydney---BL 3316 Here's the way to prepare over 460 mouth watering dishes that will keep the family asking for more. It's t h e G R E E N & GOLD way. the Cookery Book 'successful G R E E N cooks & GOLD," have relied on for over 20 years. It's crammed with tasty practical recipes and suggestions.

tfXii-omy & f y n f y

I j f

The " N A T I O N A L GREEN & GOLD" — 4 / - retail. Inexpensive, serviceable, suitable for every kitchen. The " D E L U X E GREEN & GOLD" 1 0 / 6 retail.

—

Attractive, cloth hound with an attractive wrapper. The Ideal Gift. Obtainable

COOKERY BO OKI

f r o m all b o o k s e l l e r s newsagents.

and

PUBLISHERS:

Rigby Limited, Adelaide 112

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A N D R E W L. P E T R I E PTY. LTD. (Established 1840)

Monumental

Sculptors

AND

Terrazzo DESIGNS

Manufacturers AND

PRICES

ON APPLICATION

Cemetery Gates, Toowong BRISBANE 'PHONES: U 3844—U 3969

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YOUR

CATHOLIC

CENTRE

. . .

HARMAN RROS. DAILY MISSALS — PRAYER BOOKS — SUNDAY MISSALS — PICTURE PRAYER BOOKS FOR CHILDREN — ROSARY BEADS — STATUES — MEDALS — HOLY PICTURES — CRUCIFIXES — FRAMED PICTURES — SPIRITUAL and LITURGICAL BOOKS — WAX CANDLES —SANCTUARY SUPPLIES — CLOAKS AND VEILS — FAMILY BIBLES.

HARMAN

BROS.

(Late E. & M. Considine)

124 GAWLER P L A C E , A D E L A I D E And at Ballarat, Victoria MAILORDERS

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PROMPT ATTENTION

—

'PHONE: W 2974

H. S. BIRD & CO. PTY. LTD. Wholesale Grocery Merchants 51-53 Murray Street — Pyrmont Telephone: MW3811 Specialising in supplies to Schools, Hospitals, Institutions, Etc. * Weekly Delivery in all Suburban Areas. 114

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'PHONE: B M 6 5 4 4 - 4 5

PHIL WARD STUDIOS PTY,

LTD.

Commercial Press --and Portrait PHOTOGRAPHERS

PACIFIC

HOUSE

2 9 6 P I T T ST.. SYDNEY 115

SYDNEY GLASS COMPANY PTY. LTD. Plate and Sheet Glass Merchants Mirror Manufacturers . . . also Glaziers COPPER BACKED MIRRORS can now be supplied Distributors

. . .

Competitive Prices.

of ALSYNITE CORRUGATED FIBRE GLASS, ULTRAPAS,

FORMICA and LAMINEX SHEETING FOR TABLE TOPS, Etc.

578 PRINCE'S HIGHWAY - - - ST. PETERS 'PHONE: LA 6151

J. G. PETTIGREW Pty. Limited BUILDERS FOR THE NEW AT

NOVITIATE

NORMANHURST For . . .

THE

LORETO 116

NUNS

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ifuK

education is a grand investment You can rely on your college training to stand you in good stead and enable you to take the lead in your future life. You can also rely on college clothing from Johnnies' — the Big Store — who are leaders in this field. In our Girls' College Wear Department on the First Floor, we specialise in tailored to measure college clothing and in addition carry a full range of finely tailored, long wearing school wear, all made from the very best of materials. So, when you're in need of new college clothing, call in at Johnnies. Our stocks include:— •

Summer

and

winter

tunics

•

Blouses

of all

•

Leisure

and

sports

tunics

•

Summer

and

winter

hats

•

College

Blazers

•

Ties,

monograms,

hat

•

And

all other

accessories.

types

bands

JOHN MARTIN'S 100 RUNDLE STREET, ADELAIDE

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THE HAZEL MELDRUM SCHOOL OF DANCING Late Producer Ballet Mistress, J. C. Williamson Theatres Ltd. at

the

Dispensary I la IL Eustace Street Manly 100% Pass in all Grade Examination of the Royal Academy of Dancing, London, six years in succession. 'PHONE: XU 2746 Junior

Ballet

Class at Loreto

Convent,

Normanhurst.

BALLARAT MODERN DAIRY Pty. Ltd (Incorporating Ballarat Star Dairies) PASTUERISED

DAIRY

MILK

SUPPLY

. . . WHOLESALE

AND

RETAIL

MODERN MILK BARS . . . ALL MILK PASTEURISED OFFICE AND FACTORY:

817 STURT STREET -

- BALLARAT

'PHONE: Ballarat 1194

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W. S. HALES Quality

Butchers 171 PACIFIC HIGHWAY HORNSBY 'Phone: JU1385

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LINGUAPHONE For . . .

LANGUAGES Tliirty-two Languages can be Learned by Linguaphone An illustrated

booklet

describing the Linguaphone free on request;, to . . .

method

available,

LINGUAPHONE INSTITUTE, PTY. LTD. Fleming Place, Off 359 Little Collins Street M E L B O U R N E , C. 1.

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"THE NURSERY OF CHAMPIONS

GUINEY T E N N I S COLLEGE WHERE

FLUENCY

OF STYLE

GOES HAND

CHAMPIONSHIP

RESULTS

IN HAND

WITH

250 F L I N D E R S LANE M E L B O U R N E C.1 TELEPHONE: Central 1300 National and State Titles have been won by the following pupils . . . NANCY WYNNE BOLTON CONNIE COATE WILSON AUDREY LEWIN CLARKE JOYCE WOOD McDERMOTT MARIE TOOMEY, PAT PARKINSON J. HARPER, COLIN LONG G. HOLLAND, SHIRLEY JACKSON JILL TUCKFIELD LORIS NICHOLS

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M. K. C U L L E N CHILDREN'S WEAR SPECIALIST "Individuality"

is given to your "Loreto" Requirements:

• UNIFORMS, SPORTS FROCKS, BLAZERS, OVERALLS, HATS and HOSIERY • Also COMMUNION and CONFIRMATION FROCKS and VEILS at . . .

M. K. C U L L E N ' S 94 ADELAIDE STREET, BRISBANE PHONE: B 9381.

(3 Doors from Albert Street)

H. J. SYMONS PTY. LTD. Wholesale and Retail Butchers 1015 Macarthur Street Ballarat (Established 1856)

* COOKED MEATS and SMALL GOODS A SPECIALTY FOR QUALITY

. . . RING 282

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The Latest

and Most Comprehensive

Range

of —

DAILY MISSALS are obtainable

from

THE HOUSE OF Our range includes

. . .

• NEW MARIAN MISSAL —Sylvester Juergens, S.M., S.T.D. Black American Seal, gold blocked t i t l e on spine, b l i n d s t a m p i n g on f r o n t , burnished red edges 27/6 B — As A , w i t h gold over red edges 37/6 C — Black limp leather, burnished red edges 45/D — As C, w i t h gold over red edges 52/6 E — As B, in f i n e l y grained French morocco 71/6 6 5 3 / X C E Polished, padded brown c a l f - s k i n w i t h gold stamped design on f r o n t , mother of pearl and gold c r u c i f i x inset inside f r o n t cover, gold stamped inside edges of cover 80/-

A —

• MY DAILY MISSAL A —

Black American Seal/ gold blocked t i t l e on spine, blind s t a m p i n g on f r o n t , burnished red edges 45/B — As A , w i t h gold over red edges 55/C — Black Limp Leather, burnished red edges 65/D — As C, w i t h gold over red edges 70/E — As B, in finely grained French morocco 77/6 5 3 / X C E — Polished, padded brown c a l f - s k i n w i t h gold stamped design on f r o n t , mother of pearl and gold c r u c i f i x inset inside f r o n t cover, gold stamped inside edges of cover 89/4 1 0 , zipper 77/7 7 6 / X C E — As 6 5 3 / X C E , mother of pearl cover 90/-

ROSARY BEADS . . . W e have large stocks of Rosary Beads in many b e a u t i f u l designs, including Coloured Rosaries, f r o m 1 / 8 ; w h i t e M o t h e r - o f - P e a r l , from 7 / 6 . Others at 1 7 / 6 and 2 5 / - .

MAIL

' P H O N E ORDERS

ORDERS

any

promptly attended

from

8 a.m., daily.

to.

Just dial

Please add

time

BM 6171

postage.

543 George Street, Sydney, N.S.W. And in all Australian Capital Cities.

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I I I . . . Bread and Rolls in great variety,