(Tile -firtrritr. Vol. XXIV.
MARCH, 1929.
No. 261.
School Letters. The weather is usually regarded as either an unmitigated nuisance or a subject for conversation when all else fails. But to the luckless Editor it is far more important. Tt is in fact his allin-all. His duty it is to make a brief resume of the events of the past term, and it is, alas, the Clerk of the Weather and his unspeakable crew who are responsible for the way these events pass off or fail to do so. This term the frost has played havoc with both School and House events, and the latter half of the term has seen the frenzied efforts of all concerned to pack the fixtures of a month into a week. " If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run," sang Kipling, and this term we have more than fulfilled the bard's condition. Not only have we fulfilled the running part of the contract in practice for the sports, but we have also managed to fit in a hockey House match and a boat race into the same minute, with a few more odds and ends. We have had our crowded hour of glorious life—a little too crowded perhaps, but glorious, nevertheless. As regards the events themselves, the term has on the whole been a successful one. The Hockey XT has been well up to standard, though it has lost twice, and has crowned its achievements by drawing with a strong Old Peterites side. The "Squash" team has done well, and we have strong hopes of carrying off the Drysdale Cup this year. The New Library Block is slowly nearing completion. For the rest, skating has been the order of the day. This was almost continuous for a month and culminated in a highly successful expedition to Bubwith, where there is an exceptionally fine stretch of ice. The skaters returned late in the afternoon, after which, in the words of the reporters of Sundliy School Treats, " ample justice was done to a varied repast." The subject of skating gives the hard-worked Editor a fine chance of rounding off his Editorial with a quotation from Wordsworth ; but we have noticed in other circles a regrettable tendency growing up to insert a quotation wherever the writer is at a loss to continue. We will therefore resist the temptation until next term at any rate.