BHS Prefects 1923

Since last term nothing of much import has befallen our unhappy band except, of course, the inevitable thrills arising from approaching examinations and the also inevitable abuse of the various members of our honoured staff.

No matter how violently we quell any disturbance in a Form-room or the porch, we are met by infuriated masters who demand in impassioned tones our reasons for allowing such riots to continue—continue! mind you, after we have suppressed them.

Many such episodes make up the daily routine of our life, and the horror with which the students regard us would, in itself, be sufficient to daunt any less hardened or less callous people than ourselves, who bear it all with cheery and optimistic serenity.

However, despite these small inconveniences, we intend to have quite a gay time after the Leaving (if our excellent staff approves, of course)—picnics, concerts, socials, and such like being included in our programme, and, indeed, it is not without deep regret that we see our sojourn here drawing to a close.

During our stormy, yet seemingly short, term of office, we have managed to enjoy the life, and are even so resigned to it that next year, when we are scattered far and wide, and our footsteps no longer echo in the familiar Dorm-rooms, we will not be without some twinges of - what shall we call it? — school sickness.

To conclude, we tender our best wishes to the unfortunate Third Formers who are taking the Junior examination this year, and to the other Forms who have to undergo the tortures of the yearly examinations. The best of luck to the Editors of this magazine, and a Merry Christmas and a Happier New Year to the whole school.

Yours till Ragnarok,
The Prefects.

From an article in the December edition of the 1923 Kingia magazine.