Unveiling of Foundation Professors' Portraits

This year, for once in its history. Capping week did not end on a flat note. Late on the Saturday morning, after the night before, a thin sprinkling of this year's academic robes conducted an agreeably large number of returned prodigals up the familiar steps. "Wouldn't I like a penny for every time I'd been up these!" quote one. And deeply sensitive to such affect on Wikitoria really rose to the occasion.

The ceremony of the unveiling of the Portraits of Foundation Professors was one which all those present will remember with definite pleasure and jet with a sense of something deeper which can only be described as having "got there." Mr. G. F. Dixon must have felt amply rewarded for his personal enprise and unsparing effort in bringing the- scheme to fruition. The College will always be his debtor. A certain widow of fifty who expresed no regrets for her lost youth and beauty was not, however, we feel, the source of that solemnity, nor even the two veterans who were present to see themselves as posterity would see them. It may have been the excellent and apposite speech of Mr. A. H. Johnson, K.C., or Mrs. H. C. Mackenzie's recitation of the ode, or, possibly, it was but the simple gesture to "Absent Friends"; in any case, we feel that this ceremony evoked as few others have done that spirit of our Alma Mater which inspired Mir. Seaforth Mac-Kenzie's fine tribute to the men who made Victoria. It was, in short, a ceremony worthy of them and of the occasion.