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No. 13. JUNE 13th, 1908. Vol. 1.

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No. 13. June 13th, 1908. Vol. -1.

EDITORIAL NOTE.

We are very pleased to have received an accountof the O.B.'s dance, and we hope in future toreceive a letter regularly from them. We under-stand that most of the O.B.'s at Cambridge havebeen taking examinations of various sorts and havehad no time for other things. Bye the bye, thisexam, mania seems to have attacked us here also.Almost everyone in IAB is taking an exam, in thenear future.

In this number we have tried to follow out Mr.Hooper's suggestion of having a sort of calendarof coming events, and we hope this will meet withthe approval of our readers. It is not possible togive the dates of expeditions because they areusually not arranged long enough beforehand.If there are any forthcoming events in whichO.B.'s are interested will they kindly let us havea notice about them which can be inserted in thecolumn of coming events?

We have been asked to correct one or two mis-prints which occurred in the " Bedales Jabber-wockery " of the last issue.—In line 3 it shouldbe " thinling" (compound of thin) instead of" thinking." In line 7 read " not" instead of " no."In line 19 it should be "sternish" (compound ofstern) instead of " sternish."

AN ADOLESCENT ARTIST.PORTRAYED FKOM LIFE.

Far above the street-level in a studio, with itswindows facing the north and the evening lightpouring slantwise across the high-ceilinged room,I found him. He was slight of build and tall abovethe average, with a pale .skin which denoted aweak constitution rather than the effects of workor late hours. And as, with an artistic apprecia-tion, he was contemplating the Winged Victory—La Victorie de Samothrace—his watchet eyes lit upwith a strange light. The delicate features werelike those of the poet Shelley, and his walk at once

recalled to my mind the appellation " snake-like,"which the gait of that genus irritabile vatum gained,for him by its flowing ease and natural grace."Masses of thick dark silky hair fell in; long waves,forming, as it were, a pleasing frame to the small,pale face, with its faint coleur de rose cheeks andsmall thin lips. '

The long pointed fingers of that delicate handdenoted the artist—the loose open-work sandals,disclosed a foot of like proportions.

His clothes were of a quaint order, for his longloose jacket of smooth light homespun fell almostto the knee, and was open in front showing agrey-green shirt and broad deep-folded cummer-bund of dark green silk. A white rolled 'collat*surmounted the skirt and was drawn together by ablack tie which seemed to spring forth in billowyclouds from a tiny circular knot below his firm butdelicate chin.

The voice that greeted me was highly pitchedfor a man, its richness and volume suggestive of awoman's alto voice with no trace of the falsetto.An unusual intonation and modulation of the voice,coupled with an almost plaintive but not exagger-ated langour, rendered his singular choice of wordsand formation of phrases most pleasing to the ear.

Here, then, is an attempt to portray the figure,half-reclining on a low cushioned settee in the farcorner of the studio, whose silence was only brokenby an untimely entrance.

G.A.W.

"THAT'S ROIGHT, SIR!"

On a certain day during last spring a gentlemanand his son were in a certain wood looking forvarious vegetable growths. When they had takenall they wished to take, the two began to walkhome. The footpath which they were followingsoon took them into a farm-yard, where the numer-ous fowls and reposing kine claimed a momentof their attention. During this moment our friendthe farmer strolled up, rather a slender fellow, witha sharp pointed nose, his face slightly red and sun-burnt, and the following dialogue took place:—

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Gentleman : " You don't mind us two potteringabout in your woods up yonder ? "

Farmer: "No!"There then followed a pause during which the

farmer gazed fixedly at the gentleman's son, whowas wearing a ' Bedales cap.'

Farmer (speaking sharply and chippily): " Doesyour boy go to Bedales ? "

Gentleman :. " Yes ! "Farmer: " He looks very well."Gentleman : " They nearly always are well at

Bedales."Farmer (absolutely flabbergasted and perplexed):

" I thought Bedales was a place for invalids! "Gentleman (thinking the farmer was having him

on) : " O yes ! "The farmer then showed himself absolutely con-

vinced that Bedales was a place for invalids, andthe gentleman had to proceed to explain briefly afew ' Bedalian ideals,' for example, he said:"Bedales takes practically anybody as regardsphysical aspects."

The farmer eventually came round and declaredthat he had drawn his conclusions from the state-ments of his son, who was a scholar at Churcher'sCollege!

OUR SOAP.

NOTE.—This poem was composed while UpperHA and Remove were making soap in theLab.

To be sung to the tune of " Polly wolly doodleall the day."

Does it wash you ? yes, oh yes,It will wash you more or lessIf you're careful how you use our soap ;You must use it morn and nightAnd 'twill make your hands so white—Oh there's nothing like our Lab-made soap.It is made with glycerineAnd a dash of methyleneAnd some really very first-class lard ;It is really very goodAnd is used for washing woodAnd cleaning out the old back-yard.'Twas produced with hours of swotIn the lab where it was got,

And its purity we guarantee;We have tested it with careAnd 'twill even wash your hairAnd we're sure that it will suit you to a T.

THE WOMEN'S SUFFRAGE PROCESSION.

On Saturday, June 13th, a small contingentfrom Bedales is going up to London to join thegreat Women's Suffrage Procession. H. Vino-gradski and M. Wiskemann, on applying for ticketsand pronouncing themselves willing to carry ban-ners, were presented with two pieces of red tapewith the mysterious word " steward " inscribedupon it. What does this mean ? Are they to actas sort of policemen and eject unruly members ofthe male sex? We imagine that if this is so theyhad better spend these last few days in practisingJiu-Jitsu.

It is sincerely to be hoped that they will havefine weather, and that everything will go smoothly.

BEDALES LIMERICKS.

Argument: On the 9th inst. the gallant inmatesof No. 4 Lavatory repelled a determined assault byF their success being due chiefly to awithering fire of " swelps," i.e., small cylindricaltin vessels for use instead of sponges, which madehavoc of the assailant's face.

There was an old Fr...nk who said " Help !I've been hit on the nose with a swelp,"

Then the whole LavatoryConsigned him to glory.

He closed his remarks with a yelp.

There is an old person called Paul,Whose stories are rather too tall

For implicit belief;But they tickle the ch -f

And the others at tea in the Hall.

Could any kind person essayA proposal for doing away

With the painful hiatus"Twixt meat and potaters

That happens at dinner each day ?O.G.

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NEWS IN BRIEF.

Mr. Powell (during singing in the Quad): " Now•we will take ' I will lift up mine eyes.' "

Voice : " Please sir, may I go and get mine ?"

{Extract from the Hampshire Post, May 22nd, 1908.]Two tramps named Williams and Powell were

on Monday, at the Petersfleld Police Court, sent toprison for 14 days by Col. Curtin, for begging atLiss.

Work has now begun again at the stable, whichbuilding is now beginning to slightly resemble a.stable, but as it develops we fear that it gets moreand more unstable.

F (during an interesting conversationat dinner) :

" Oh, yeth ! The Akthford O.B'th went over toKumblidth*."

Herr K . ch (innocently) :" Oh, do you pronounce it like that here ? In

America we call it Cambridge."*Thereare several ways of spelling this word.

We note with interest that the Library Authori-ties have confiscated F. Bekassy's " Dreams," atleast so we conclude from the following notice : —

Confiscations.

F. Bekassy " Dreams."

We learn from a trustworthy source thatif payment is not forthcoming the nightmares willbe destroyed and the rest sold by auction. Theyare said to be a unique collection, much prized byconnoisseurs, and will probably fetch record prices.

By the way, we sincerely wish the authoritieswould confiscate the Editorial Insomnia.

Eckersley " Brothers " is another curious an-nouncement. We should much like to know howthey were got into the confiscation cupboard with-out undue congestion. We seem to remember

having seen Eckersley i wandering about some-where, but surely he ought to have been locked up.Perhaps he had been " claimed."

The following is a copy of a 'leave' for an ex-pedition recently placed in the hands of theauthorities:—

"Leave for M and B to go toButser Hill at Wednesday to observe a young jayon bicycle."

During the last fortnight the following peoplehave taken the London Matric: L. H. Kent, L.Rogers, S. W. Coffin, J. S. Fothergill, CountA. A. Z. P. Pruszinski.—We wish them all heartysuccess.

Among the various byelaws and regulationswhich have recently come into force is one whichstates that the see-saw may only be used onSunday. From this we conclude that there issome peculiar holiness in the use of this instru-ment, which up till now has not been recognized.

We have great pleasure in announcing the en-gagement of Miss Sanders, F.L.S., who was formerlya teacher of Biology at Bedales, and Dr. Hodson,B.Sc. We heartily congratulate them and wishthem every happiness.

A FACT.Prefect, to M (politely) : " Could you lend

a pencil ? "M : "Certainly. Here it is." (Hands it to

him).Prefect: " Thanks, Now let me see, where are

you on the Fine List," &c., &c.M : " What ? !! ! Hi ! Here, I say, I want

that pencil! " (Protests ad infinitum).

THE CORPS.

On Sunday, June 7th, the corps had an outingfrom 11.15 a.m. till 4.30 p.m. Patrols 1 and 3formed a line of four outposts on the downsbetween Whetham and Lupton's house. The


position of each outpost was marked by a whiteMorse flag stuck in the ground. The strength ofthe outposts varied, but the two outside posts werethe strongest. Patrols 2, 4 and 5, had to worktheir way through the outposts, keeping within theabove mentioned limits. On getting through theline they were to make a sketch map of the positionsof the outposts, and then to meet just above LowerOakshott Farm, for dinner. The outposts werenot to move far from their positions except in chaseof one of the " enemy."

The outposts were to agglomerate on the twoflanks for the dinner interval, which was from 1.30till 2 o'clock. At the end of the dinner intervalthe two massed outposts were to cross to eachother's post bearing dispatches, and thence home.The party at Lower Oakshott Farm were to maketheir way southwards and to intercept the despatchbearers. The scoring was thus arranged : for everyman seen 1 point; for every man touched 5points; for every man correctly placed on thesketch-map 2 points; and, to start with, eachdespatch was worth 10 points.

All went well until the dinner interval, when afew of the attacking party failed to reach OakshottFarm, and thus somewhat upset the arrangementsfor the second half.

However, the game was not as uneven as mighthave been expected, the result being patrols 1 and3, 78 points ; patrols 2, 4 and 5, 60 points ; whichmakes a win for patrols 1 and 3 of 18 points.

O.B.C.

The second annual O.B. dance was held at theBolton Rooms, 65, Drayton Gardens, S.W., onFriday, April 24th. It was in every way but one asuccess; the only failure was that the accountsshow a balance on the wrong side of £1 3s. lOd.This was no doubt due to the fact that it was heldin April instead of being at Christmas. Most ofthe committee wished to hold it at Christmas, buttheir desire was defeated by the Jesuitical conductof one of their number, who, having reasons of hisown for wishing it to be held at Easter, persuadedthe others against their wills to hold it then.There is no doubt that many more Bedalians areable to come to London at Christmas than atEaster; and in the future we must hold it at theformer time if possible.

The dance was timed to begin at 8 o'clock andend at 1 a.m.; but, though we started punctually,,everyone enjoyed it so much that the band at ageneral request went on over that time, and wedid not finally stop till after 2 o'clock.

The band, by the way, was one of the successesof the evening. Owing to the zeal of one of themore energetic members of the committee, twobands were by mistake engaged to come to thedance. One of these had been put off, bu't we werenot without secret misgivings that at the lastmoment it would turn up and insist on playing.However, no such trouble occurred, and everythingwent off smoothly.

Two points call for special remark. The dancecommittee implore all O.B.'s in future to letthem know as soon as possible the number oftickets they each require, so that we may knowhow many are coming and can make the necessaryarrangements for refreshments, etc.; and secondly,to remember to send the money with their requestsfor tickets. A great deal of trouble was causedlast time to the working members of the committeebecause the majority of O.B.'s did not signify theirintention of coming until the eleventh hour.

J.B.

MORRIS DANCES.

Morris dances are thought to have come to us-,from Spain, where they were danced by the Moors,,the word Morris being a corruption of the Spanish)moriseo, a Moor. They were supposed to havebeen introduced into England by John of Gaunton his return from Spain, in the reign of EdwardIII . It is, however, very probable that they reachedus in a less direct manner, either through Franceor Belgium. However this may have been, they;seem soon to have become a necessary accompani-ment to country festivities, and seem to have added!to themselves much that was purely English.

Although we hear of them at Bride Ales and evenat Christmas, they appear to have been dancedchiefly on May Day and at Whitsuntide, and MaidMarian, the Queen of the May, soon became theprincipal dancer. She, of course, brought in hertrain other characters connected with the May DayRobin Hood games, such as Robin Hood himself,.Little John, Friar Tuck, the Fool, and the HobbyHorse, the other dancers being dressed to representMoors. In time this deteriorated to mere buffoon-


<ery, and Maid Marian obtained the name of Malkin;the dances, however, continued to form a necessaryadjunct to May festivities and reached the zenithjof their popularity in the reign of Henry VIII .

The number of dancers and the dresses worn ofcourse varied much with time and place. In Wales,where they danced to the harp instead of to thetabor and pipe, we hear of as many as twenty-four engaged in the dances, but the number appearsto have been usually below this in England; thedresses, as it was to be expected, were much moreelaborate in early times, including as they did those•of Robin Hood and his followers ; and we hear of-" Morris daunsars" cotes of white fustian span-gelyd," " gryne saten cotes," " gold skynnnes,"etc., while napkins or scarves and garters with bellsrseem always to have been used.

The dances, with all other festivities, sufferedmuch at the hands of the Puritans, and probablynever fully recovered the popularity they possessed•during the 16th century; nevertheless they appear±o have been revived to a considerable extent, andas late as 1783 we hear of a travelling company ofMorris dancers in Surrey.

The dances are still preserved in a few places,notably at Bampton in Oxfordshire, where they aredanced at Whitsuntide; here the dancers number•eight, only six dancing at a time however. Theyare dressed in white moleskin trousers, whiteshirts and top hats, decorated with red, white andblue ribbons; they dance to the old tunes and singwhile so doing. The fool has survived in the^person of the " Squire."

The dances also survive at the Lancashire" wakes," and at the Whitsun ales at Chorleyand Preston; here, however, the dancers aredressed in purple breeches and jerseys.

Beyond these and a few more places Morris. dancing has died out, but it is sincerely to be hopedthat it will speedily be revived.

H.H.B.

.(NOTE.—This subject was set as an essay for IAB.)

THE TRANSMIGRATION OF A SOUL.

Long ago, when first I came into being, I waspart of a still pond. I was transparent water,there was nothing in me ; but after long ages atthe bottom, I rose and the sun shone full on me.Then power came to me and I reflected the lightof the sun and sparkled, and threw back the light

I had into the world again. The heat of the sungrew and drew me upwards, the water evaporatedinto the air, and I was free to seek another restingplace.

I was merged into the coming seed of a willow,and when I was ripe the wind blew me to the sideof a running stream and I grew into a tree. Thenthe breeze bent me and the running water turnedamong my roots; I watched my reflection rippledby the stream, and I felt the warm sun giving melife. But I worked now, I made my food andlived, and in the spring I put out soft grey pussy-willows that I had cherished all the winter. Thenmy seeds flew away as I had flown, and every yearmore came from and were blown away. So,having no adventures, I lived, and gradually I grewold and the willow died, sending me forth towander once more. After I had wandered, I camefrom the egg of a lady bird, and grew into alarva, when I wandered over the leaves of treesand ate green flies. I changed into the lady birdfinally and wandered still. I crawled over humanbeings and brought them good luck, but finally Iwas caught by a spider and died a lingering death.Prom there I passed into a calf and lived in thefields. I grew into a cow and was happy. In themorning and evening I gave milk, and in the daytime I lived in the field. I stood and lay andchewed my cud, and gazed at the far off hills, andlooked down into the water as I had done as awillow and switched the flies with my tail. So inthe summer I lay among the buttercups and washappy, and in the winter I patiently stood behinda wall. Cows die as do other animals, and so I diedand wandered once more. This time I was born asa baby and have grown into my present self. Theother lives have left an effect on me and much thatI am comes from them, but my soul or myself hasgrown by degrees and will pass on to other thingsafter this life.

TRANSMIGRATION.

At the present time the idea of reincar-nation or transmigration has possessed theminds of a vast numbe'r of people, a greatnumber of whom profess to remember or to' prychometrise ' the previous existences of them-selves and others, and firmly believe in thetruth thereof. The great majority appear to haveled three lives, which are singularly lacking inoriginality; the first was that of an Assyrian orEgyptian, or possibly a Greek galley-slave; the


second was an alchemist who ultimately went madas the result of creating a kind of artificial man;and the third was an unsuccessful city clerk. Suchreminiscences are commonly to be found, set downin black and white as solid facts, in the spiritual-istic and psychic papers of to-day.

Whether or not there is any truth in the doctrine,I here set down the details of a dream I once had,which bore the impression of the last incident of apast career.

I appeared to have been a soldier in Charles theFirst's army— a country gentleman of the usual typeof that age, having spent most of my time inhunting, and drinking over a card-table. It wasvery early morning; I had been sleeping in a wetditch overgrown with rank herbs and stingingnettles, with the vague remembrance of a calamitythe day before, which might have been the battleof Naseby. I was wet, stiff and exhausted ; therewas nobody in sight. The hedges, thickets andeven the hay in the fields had been beaten downflat, and here and there was the contorted body ofa man or horse, some half trampled into theground.

About three miles distant I knew of the house ofa man who had always favoured the cause of KingCharles, and I hoped it might have been neglectedby Cromwell's forces, for it was of no particularsignificance, and its owner had taken no activepart in the war except by storing arms and ammu-nition in the cellar, of which fact the Parliament-arians must surely have been ignorant. Feelingutterly callous as to the result of the battle andthe wine of the day before, I made my way straightto the door, passing on my way many horrible sights,which attracted but little attention. I knockedand waited ; the door was opened by a tall man intop boots and a leather jacket, with a steel helmetand a pike. " Good, we've got another," he ex-claimed to someone behind him, and catching meby the arm, led me inside. I was greeted with aroar of laughter from a group of drunken Parlia-mentarians, and promptly locked into a small roomat the top of the house. There was a small squarewindow with diamond panes, with fifty feet of barewall beneath it. I looked about, but there was nopossible way of escape ; everything was as firm asa rock. I sat down on the floor in one corner ofthe room, and had nearly fallen asleep, when I wasaware of someone in the room ; it was a tallwoman in a grey cloak, standing just over me."Soon after midnight-you can escape from thewindow by a rope," she said. " I will bring you one

when everything is quiet, and you must do therest." " Who are you ?" I asked. " Ask noquestions," she answered, and straightway sheturned her back and left the room. Somewhatbewildered, I got up and began to pace about theroom. Was it a plot? I had been brought no-food or water, so it seemed as if I was not intendedto stay there. On the other hand it was a chancenot worth missing, so I determined to take therisk.

Night had fallen ; utterly exhausted I had fallenasleep in the corner, and had just been wakened1

by something which seemed half dream, half real.A figure scarcely discernable in the scanty light,,had silently passed me, and as it passed it pointeda finger and muttered. Raising myself on my-elbow, my hand touched something ; it was a largetight coil of rope. Now was a chance, but some-how I had a strong presentiment of impendingevil, and my heart fell as I thought of descendingthat high, bare wall. It was an easy task, but Ifelt it was hopeless to attempt it. After someminutes thought I conquered these somewhat un-founded forebodings, and tying the free end of therope firmly to a bar of the window, I threw outthe coil, which undid itself and fell on to theground below with little noise. Then began thedescent; the rope was tight against the wall, andit was a painful process, and stopping half way, withmy foot in a crevice of the wall, I waited. I dis-tinctly heard a muttered conversation in the room-above ; a bare arm and hand, holding a knife,appeared over the sill; I felt a sawing vibration,,and with a sharp crack the rope was severed, and;I fell on to the stone pavement below.

P. D, MONTAGUE.

A LITTLE BIT OF PAPER.

Dedicated, with many apologies, to Mr. T. J.G*RST*NG.

Air: " If it wasn't for the houses in between."

Solo:If you saw my little classroom, "What a pretty

sight," you'd cry,For the roof is now impervious to rain,

And the patent sliding blackboards where I writeup x and_y

Are adornments of which no one can complain.Though unruly Latin classes strew their books

upon the floor,


Though my algebras are never put away,Though it needs a lot of patience to manipulate

the door,Yet here I've quite made up my mind to stay.

Oh, it really is a very pretty classroom,And I try to keep it absolutely bare ;

But on close investigationI observe with indignation—

(Sotio voce, with suppressed emotion)There's a little bit of paper over there !

Chorus (With algebraic cymbals): Oh, it really is,etc.

Solo:Though my forte is mathematics, I've artistic tastes

as well,As you'll easily perceive when you have seen

My desk, which is mahogany, as anyone can tell,While the tiles are of a most aesthetic green.

My drawings on the blackboard show considerableskill

(I state the fact with pardonable pride),And it gives my higher feelings quite a pleasurable

thrillWhen my triangles exactly coincide.

Oh, it really is a very pretty classroom;No other with my classroom can compare.

But there's one defect to mention,If you'll give me your attention—

There's a little bit of paper over there !Chorus: Oh, it really is, etc.Solo:I like to sit surrounded with the essays that I set,

Though my pupils all consider it a boreTo have to write for hours on " Republics I Have

Met,"Or " The Prospects of a European War."

I write them up the subjects with a little piece ofchalk,

And the most important words I underline ;And, although on my achievements I have no desire

to talk,Still the general effect is very fine.

Oh, it really is a very pretty classroom,Though you use it as a public thoroughfare.

Yet I note with consternation,In the midst of an equation,

THERE'S A LITTLE BIT OF PAPEROVER THEREI

Encore (if required).Chorus:

Oh, it really is a very pretty classroom,Of it's beauties we are very well aware.

But it's very aggravatingTo be always indicating

Those infernal bits of paper over there !O.G.

NOTICE.—This Song may be sung in public without fee orlicence of any kind, except at Music Halls.

FINANCIAL SECRETARY'S REPORT.

It may be of interest to the readers of theChronicle to know how its financial matters stand.In the Winter Term there was a deficit of Is. 6d.,but I am pleased to be able to announce successduring the Spring Term (or rather the six numbersending at No. 12). The following summary of theaccounts may be of interest:—

BALANCE SHEET.RECEIPTS.

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Audited and found correct, G. K. Scott.The number of subscribers since the Chronicle

came into existence is as follows :—At Bedales Away

Winter Term, 1907 ... 138 ... 52Spring Term, 1908 ... 143 ... 62

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SongBEDALES IST XI. v. HAWKLEY, AT HAWKLEY.

BEDALESE. Wills c Andrews b Alb. MundayG. W. A. Hicks b KnowlesA. M. Williams c Collis b KnowlesA. Ijr. I ODCS D IVIlUWIcaA. B. Girdlestone b KnowlesH. O. Keenan b Budd

M. S. Gotch run out . .A. H. Lance b Budd . .A. B. H. Roberts not outC. F. V. Bretherton run outL. G. Troup b Budd . .

Extras

June 6th.

21 b Knowles5 c Collins b Buddo b Alb. Munday . .. K "RiirM4 u .ouuu . .5 b Alb. Munday . .5 c Knowles b Alb.

Munday . .3 c Pepall b Knowlesi b Alb. Munday . .2 b Alb. Munday . .i b Knowles4 not out7 Extras

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Song

MR. POWELL.

Solo... Prelude in D FlatMiss SMITH.

...MRS. MoNTAOUE-FORDHAM.

Solo 2nd Movement Concerto,Miss SHAW.

1st Movement

Chopin

Brahms

Mendelssohn

GadeHAMILTON, Miss SMITH, MR. GIRDLESTONE.

... " Who is Sylvia "MRS. MONTAGUE-FORDHAM.

"Lullaby"MR. POWELL.

COMING EVENTS.

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Herr Koch, who has been visiting Bedales forthe past few weeks, will leave here on June 13thto gowhere

to Herr Schwartz's School in Switzerland,he is to be one of the teachers. He expects

TotalBowling : Knowles 4 for 21.

58 Total .. 73Bowling: Alb. Munday

5 for 32.HAWKLEY.

A. Andrew st. Williams b Wells 6E. Knowles b Wells .. 5Alb. Munday c Wells b Keenan 4J. Munday b Wells 5Alf Munday b Wells oR. Marriage c Gotch b Wells oG. Budd c Jones b Keenan oF. Coles b Wells .. iF. Legg b Wells .. iG. Pepall not out .. 3F. Collis b Keenan 2

Extras 4

Total ..31Bowling : Wells 7 for 17.—Result: Won by 27 runs.

BEDALES GIRLS' XI. v. PRIORS FIELD, ATBEDALES, June 6th.

BEDALES : 101.(A. Florence 22, P. Lapthorne 24, H. Vinogradski n.)

PRIORS FIELD : 61 and 54 for 8 wickets.)(K. Fordham 14, M. Howard 2nd innings 16.)

Result: won by 40 runs.

to arrive at his destination about July 15th. Weare sorry that his stay at Bedales was so short,but we join in wishing him and his future classesall success.

On June 25th the whole school will celebrateCollier's success in winning the BrackenburyScholarship by spending the whole day at theWinchester Pageant.

The following people will be taking examinationsduring the next few weeks:—June 15th, A. B. LI.Roberts, Preliminary R.I.B.A.; June 30th, H.H. Bellot, Responsions; July 1st, F. V. Devon-shire, Preliminary Law Examination; July 13th,S. M. Horsley and L. W. Rogers, HigherCertificate.

At the close of this term Mr. Grubb will ceaseteaching at Bedales. We will not say he is leaving,as we are sure he will still keep up a close con-nection with the school.


AMAZING DISCOVERIES AT STROUD!

ROMAN VILLA FOUND INTACT.

Our representative recently visited the RomanVilla at Stroud, and reports that the Villa, thoughof small size, is in a remarkably good state ofpreservation. It consists of an exiguous woodenshanty, of the "Tin Tabernacle" type, with glazedwindow and door still in position, and wire-wovewaterproof roofing (pronounce " wooflng," for thesake of the alliteration) of a surprisingly modernappearance. Indeed, the only sign of age aboutthe villa is the fact that some of the glass in thewindow (there is only one window) is broken.Our representative could not at first bring himselfto believe that this was the much-vaunted Villa,but his doubts were soon set at rest by a largeplacard (obligingly put up, we suppose, by theRomans) affixed to the wall, and bearing, in largetype, the following legend :—

ROMAN VILLA.

BUILT ABOUT 1600 YEARS AGO, DURING THE ROMANOCCUPATION OF BRITAIN.

ADMISSION 60.*

This conclusive evidence at last convinced him.Nevertheless, we must confess that our own ideaof a Roman Villa was somewhat different.

*Six denarii, we presume.

NIGHT WANDERING.

One moonlight night I determined to go out fora stroll. So waiting until my relations had goneto bed and were asleep, I crept out.

It was a beautiful night; the moon gave almostenough light to see to shoot by. I did not takemy rifle on this occasion, thinking I would leaveanimals in peace for once. About a mile fromwhere I was there were some hills, it was there Iwanted to go. On my way I had to pass througha combe, and knowing this to be a good place forrabbits, I crept up quietly to the beginning of itto see if any of them were to be seen.

Yes, there they were, five or six of them jumpingover one another and turning somersaults, quiteunconscious any human being was watching them.

Every now and then one would have a slightquarrel with another, and they would chase oneanother at a tremendous pace round and round ina circle. I happened to snap a Itwig as I wasmoving to get a better view. This startled them,for they all jumped up as if they had had anelectric shock. They stood straight up with theirears quivering. This soon ceased, for theyevidently thought it was nothing and continuedtheir games. I left them thus, these innocentcreatures gambolling in the moonlight, and wendedmy way to the hills. As I was entering the woodsa pigeon flew out of a tree just over my head.The noise it made was enough to startle anyone,for it sounded somewhat like branches fallingdown.

The woods were full of night sounds. The mostmystic cry of all is the owl, I think. Often if youare quiet an owl will probably fly over your headuttering its curious cry. Presently it will besilent, and hover, then down it swoops on somepoor defenceless mouse, for mice are its chief food.The birds begin singing at about half-past three.Their song sounds nicer and more clear then thanany other part of the day. People will laugh atyou for staying up a whole night and wanderingthrough the woods, but believe me it is far moreinteresting than in the day time.

Let any body who is interested in birds andbeasts try it, and then see what they say.

THE SWISS BEDALES.

Mr. Schwartz, who was teaching here last sum-mer term, is going to start a school like Bedales inSwitzerland. The school is to be at Coppet, asmall place situated near the lakes about nine milesfrom Geneva. This place is interesting, becausenear it is the chateau of the famous Mme. DeStae'l. It is also near the Jura Mountains, towhich no doubt many expeditions will be made.

The school consists of a main building and afarm with various sheds and barns. The mainbuilding is fitted with every modern conveniencesuch as electric light, central heating, etc.

Monsieur Deldtra and Herr Koch, who havebeen teaching here, are going to be masters there.The whole staff will probably consist of about halfa dozen members at first. The school is to open


on September 10th, 1908. It will have the sameaims as Bedales and the lessons will be much thesame as they are here, but we hope to be able tosupply more details in our next issue, as by thenwe shall have received the prospectus.

To RON THE FRIENDSHIP OP BOOKS.

(A Sonnet.)

As often as I read with wondering eyeThe works of men whose passions are no more,I note their calm contentment with the storeOf friendship that beloved books supply.It may be so. Indeed I must confessThat I myself have from my little woesSought and found comfort in the words of thoseStrong sufferers who drowned their own distressIn thought's deep ocean Yet do I believeThat life is more than words can paint. Nor

canImagination's furthest stretch conceiveThe subtle charm of the existing man.One living friend is more to me than theseShades of dead Cicero and dead Euripides.

LETTERS TO THE EDITOR.The editors hold themselves in no way responsible for any

opinions expressed by their correspondents.

To the Editor of the Bedales Chronicle.

THE PORTSMOUTH ROAD.

Madam,—Might I be allowed to add a fewremarks to the point brought up by " Cyclist" inyour last issue ? Speaking from the point of viewof one who has motored to London and back abouta dozen times altogether it has struck me what afew " scorching" motorists there are just roundhere. This road is rapidly becoming one of theworst for police traps in the country, though theyare thickest to the north of Godalming. Besidesthese traps, which, even if the motorist is notcaught, do frighten him into reducing his speed,there are the Automobile Association scouts, who

always stop you if you are going at a dangerouspace. As even these are not quite enough to stopreckless driving altogether the A. A. is just nowputting into force a new method of patrolling theroads. An official car is driven up and down theroad and any motorist who is really driving to thedanger of the public is reported to the A. A. head-quarters and steps are taken to stop him fromdoing it again. As this road is a popular one it iscertain to be one of the first to be patrolled in thisway. Now there is hardly another road in thekingdom so well guarded as this one: it is verybroad with no dangerous turnings within 10 milesof Petersfield. The same can be said of no otherroad round here, and the consequence is that thedanger is actually greater on the other roads.

Of course a great deal depends on the tempera-ment of the cyclist, and if he is a nervous personhe is much more likely to lose his head if a motorcomes suddenly upon him in a narrow twisty roadthan if he is passed by half a dozen motors whomhe can see coming half-a-mile away. Nearly everymotorist gives cyclists and pedestrians the widestberth possible for this reason, and also to causethem as little annoyance as possible in the matterof dust, etc., but of course on a narrow road this isimpossible to do.

Are motorists such reckless racing fellows afterall ? It has been proved over and over again thathorse drivers, especially draymen, are much morecareless than motorists. My own experiencewhile cycling bears this out; several times I haveonly just escaped a nasty collision through thecarelessness of horse drivers, while on the otherhand I have never had any approach to an accidentwith a motor. Besides there is the comfortingreflection that, in case of an accident, the repre-sentatives of the law are so prejudiced againstmotorists that you would be certain to get heavydamages.

Finally, someone may say that the Portsmouthroad is hardly a pleasant ride nowadays owing tothe dust. Here I would like to point out that it isthe iron shoes and iron-tyred wheels of horsevehicles that make the dust and the motors dolittle more than lick it up, so that those owners ofhorses who complain of the dust the motors makeshould remember that it is they themselves thatmake the dust. To return to the point, it is not somuch a question of whether we like the actual roadas the places one can get to from it. In conse-quence of this rule we are almost barred from

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going to the places near the road such as Butserand the rest of the downs to the south, and thewoods and heaths round Harting Combe andHindhead to the north. In fact it is almostimpossible to get south except by long detours overrough lanes which are very bad for the bicycletyres. Of course one can go in a large flock underthe wing of one of the staff, but as " Cyclist"pointed out this is more dangerous than the usualprivate expedition. I hope that the authorities willrecognise the justice of the points put forward sothat we shall once more be able to spin along thatancient highway, the Portsmouth Road.

LN 5277.

Madam,—May I call attention in your hospitablepages to the serious blow dealt at the cause wehave all so much at heart by the recent decision ofthe authorities to prohibit the use of water andmilk on expeditions ? This can only have oneresult, a result most deplorable to the writer andto many other Bedalians. Can it be that theauthorities have shares in Breweries ? Indeed Itrust not, but their action cannot but arouse•suspicion in the minds of all Temperance Reformers.—Yours, &c.,

"BLUE RIBBON."P.S.—What will Sir Victor Horsley say ?

THE LIBRARY.

Madam,—We should like to explain the notice•on the Library which appeared in your last issue.The article was sent in last December, giving anaccount of the new books purchased during theterm, but was too late for publication then, andwas inserted in your last issue. Par from beingable to get any new books this term, there seems

all probability of our having to effect rigorouseconomies. We understand that increased ex-penditure in other departments has compelled theFinance Committee to cut down our allowance forthis term.

I am, on behalf of the committee of Librarians,yours, etc. M.S.P.

Dear Madam,—I hear that your magazine invitesquestions from other Schools, so I thought I wouldask you if you would be so kind as to give youropinion on the following question, which interestsme very much.

" What function should our will perform in thelife of our senses? Is it the governing or thesecondary force ? "

Although Bedales is in another part of theworld to us, your answer will be thus the moreinteresting as it will bring into contact two quitedifferent outlooks.

Perhaps this question has already been discussedin your debates, or has appeared in the previouspages of your Chronicle. If so, I shall be veryglad if you will let me have the decision. If not,will you let me raise the question and send me thediscussion.

I enclose Is. to defray cost of magazine andpostage.

Apologising for any intrusion on your time andpaper.—I am,

Yours truly,WALTER BORODIN.

Tzarskoie Selo,School Levitzky,

St. Petersburg, Russia.The Editor will be glad to receive any opinions

on the subject mentioned in the above letter.

BEDALES CHRONICLE.

METEOROLOGICAL REPORT.

Bar. Max. Min.Date . . 8 7.20 7.20

a.m. a.m. a.m.

May 18 30-46 66-9„ 19., 20,, 21„ 22» 23„ 24» 25» 26„ 27„ 28» 29» 30,, 31

June 1'„ 2,, 3» 4„ 5» 6„ 7» 8

30-37 70-130-2829-9529-8030-0729-9729-8830-1630-4030-4330-4229-98

66-063-154-160-458-8

49-449-251-152-342-140-640.5

59-6 46-960-4 50-471-3 45-170-070-068-0

50-149-151-6

29-97 71-2 52-129-9329-9530-0630-0629-9629-9730-20

71-3 53-366-2 57-079-080-564-157-460-1

50-056-250'048-042-7

30-13; 63-7 47-1

Solar Min. on Wind WeatherMax. grass Humidity Direc. Veloc. Sun Rain Day Night7.20 7.20 I 7,20 7.20 7.20

a.m. a.m. p.m. a.m. a.m. . a.m.

131-0128-2122-81190115-0120-2121-498-2

104-2123-0128-2121-2118-5128-5135-8110-0137-4132-0123-0125-0125-3126-5

49-145-349-144-538-032-038-737-548-040-046-046-448-347-554-558-048-348-547-547-838-0

72655.0727457

W.W.N.

ESEs.w.

3.36-03-09-4

11-4NNW 3-6

57 W, 10-280 , N.W.71525653

W.N.

8-07-44-03-64-35-55-0

8.8 1-54-6 ; 3-23-1 i 7-2

N.W. 7-1N.E. 11-6

68 N.E.74747759

calm2-1

6-03-66-5

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fine . mistyfine

cloudycloudyshowerycloudyfine

cloudycloudy

cloudycloudyclear

cloudycloudy

showeryshowery

clearfine clear

•00 1 fine cloudy•25 cloudy rainy•02 cloudy misty

2-7 8-3 -03s. : 4-2s. 2-9S. 4-2

9-33-53-6

65 N N E 85 8-65556

NNE 8-7NNE 8-5

61 N. 5-1

3-06-5

•25•01•03•00•00•00

3-0 -06

fine showeryfine . rainy

cloudy thunderfine ; thunderfine

cloudycloudyclear

fine clearcloudy showery

47-0 ! 72 , N.W. 7-7 4-3 -00 : cloudy cloudy

The latitude of the station is 51 N, and the longitude is -92 W. It is situated 340 feetabove sea level.

The barometer readings are given in the corrected form.

The relative humidity of the air at any time is the ratio between the amount of moistureactually present at the time and the amount required to saturate the air at that temperature.The fraction is given as a percentage.

The velocity of the wind is the average speed (given in miles per hour) for the twenty-fourhours ending at 7.20 a.m. The direction is also taken at 7.20, but if the velocity at that timeis less than two miles an hour, a calm is registered. The speed is recorded by an anemometerplaced in an exposed position in the grounds.

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