In Cap and Gown student journal

For Lucan High School he was the darling of his form. The boys revered him as their champion and the girls regarded his beaming eye and smiling face with loving tenderness. But his shyness was again the barrier in his way what compliments he might have received from his femaile admirers if he had but sought their acquaintance. On the campus he engaged in all the sports but preferred to be a spectator for his boarding-house he was held in esteem by its mistress and her only daughter. They thought of him almost as a patron saint on account of his parental-like interest in the household duties. But Chris never lost sight of his ideal position, namely that of a parish-priest. He realized his calling and

sought instruction within these college walls. The first year of his course was one of remarkable change. He at once began the development of his oratorical powers, and as a first step, he took part in the famous debate on "Athletics". His speech as a masterpiece. He swayed his audience from concentration to laughter. This is easily understood when we know that he follwed the far-famed orator Mr. F.E. Powell. He made another step in his upward career when he preached his first sermon at Westminster. His shaking knees and beating heart did not baffle him and he preached a very impressive sermon from the well-known test "Come unto me all ye that labour [?]

Chris once accomplished a very daring feat. One which required skill and bravery. The Professor, enraged by the constant assaults of certain scoundrels, hastened to the dormitory. While here his escape was made impossible. Who was the culprit? We fear this still remains a mystery though it was found on investigation that Messrs Simpson and Ryan were not in their rooms. But Chris couldn't have been the offendor. During these four years his high sense of honor and duty have won for him not only the love of his fellow-students but also the sisterly affection of the University girls. In love affairs Chris might be called a Romeo. From early youth

his heart and eye wandered after the fair sex. His youthful affections were only fancies and his heart was never seriously pierced by Cupid's darts. But fate directed his course and he followed the sage advice, "Always mark a tree as you go through the forest." And so during one memorable vacation he saw, he wooed, he conquered and since then he often sings "When my college days are over Jessie dear And the sun-kissed flowers bloom neath the sky so clear You will keep those words you said that sometime we should wed When my college days are over Jessie dear."

His future will be one of prosperity. A man with such zeal must win and Christopher will yet be one of the great theologians of the Twentieth Century.

[bold] ROMEO AND JULIET [bold]

There was a great commotion under the old chancel of Stratford Church on Friday evening March 18th 1904. Here for well-nigh three hundred years the bones of the "immortal Shakespeare" had peacefully rested in their narrow cell. Their rest was disturbed, however, and the white, chalky skull dropped his jaw and smiled aloud, hee-haw! The University opera troupe had at last resolved to further immortalize the deceased dramatist by putting on - what University students do not usually do - Romeo and Juliet. Ha, ha! laughed the ashes now I am sure of being forever known.

Quite a different scene was

a letter which described him as "always charming." Mr. Marshall, straightened out to his full length with indignation, was very strenuous in his objections to taking the little man's part - "And me four feet three tall "he said, "However if it will help Dr. I. I dont' mind this time." What puzzled Mr. Barclay was how he could act Romeo with a Juliet on the balcony to [struck out] with whose lisping accents and angelic voice he was not as familiar with [struck out] as those of another, alas! only too far away. Poor Juliet! She had her troubles. "Wherefore are though Romeo" she sighed in her dreams the night before. And as if in reply the clock struck three and at each ring she saw a different form flit across her vision. All beautiful. All graceful,

all charming, all fascinating but alas! and different!

With a mighty effort difficulties were surmounted, objections were silenced and inspired by the inspiring theme of their play they set out to work. It is unnecessary to dwell upon the story - so full of love and sweetness, overflowing at times with sorrow and pathos, darkened now with despair and lightened then with hope, ending so tragically leaving the moral "the course of true love never did run smooth" ringing in the ears of the male students at least - for this is spring, you know, and as worshippers of Tennyson their fancies must lightly turn to thoughts of love. Nor is it necessary to dwell upon the actors

Excellent they all displayed. The scenes of war and peace, the scenes of sorrow and joy, the scenes of love and hatred were all well portrayed. But there appeared more freedome, more naturalness more ease in those of love. Why? Do you ask. Uh! I don't know. It maybe That they have read more about this then the others. What can be said, is that they acquitted themselves as if they were taught by the Ugliest of Seven Troupe. Dr. Tamblyn deserves much credit for the way he has trained them. How often, oh Dr., must your head have swum! How often must your knees have shaken as you witnessed the oft repeated rehearsals of those scenes so full of love and passion!

[Drawing of young girl writing in a notebook] [bold] Cap and Gown[bold] [bold]NOVEMBER 1905[bold]

[bold] November 1905 [bold] ]picture of faculty and students, most in regalia exiting a building with stairs and some holding tennis raquets] [image - drawing of crossed square tennis records] [image - drawing of two birds pulling in opposite directions with a flower in their mouths]