HIS is the first issue of the Barbican to appear during the war and was written in the first few weeks after the declaration of war on September 3rd. 1939. At this time little has happened in Western Europe and the British Expeditionary Force is being sent to France. Hitler is busy conquering Poland and attacking our shipping in a small war at sea.
The school, like the population generally, has been expecting war and preparations are being made with air-raid shelters and other problems like the black-out. Meanwhile the Old Boys are flooding into the Services and other war-time roles.
Although 1939 ends with much apprehension the preceding months had been idyllic - a fine summer, good cricket and a school camp. It was the lull before the storm.
Captain of the School : D. J. R. Thomas.
Lewes House . . . . . . . R. C. Blythe ; O. F. Hill.
Martlets House . . . . . . . . . . . . . . D. J. Thomas.
Seahaven House . . L. N. Haynes ; E. S. Gates.
Uckfield House . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . R. D. Paige.
Captain of Rugby : D. J. Thomas.
Vice-Captain and Secretary : B. W. Thomas.
Treasurer : D. J. Dowden.
Prefect Librarian : O. F. Hill.
Form Captains :
II b, E. J. Evans ; II a, W. Emerson ; III b, R. H. Bedwell ; III a, E. A. Hills ;
IV b, C. E. Grevett ; IV a, H. F. Palethorpe ; Remove b, R. Butchers ;
Remove a, H. J. Dennis ; V b, L. F. Martyn ; V a, W. C. Evans.
DUE perhaps to lurid propaganda posters which appeared recently on the School notice-board, the response to our bi-annual plea for contributions has been very encouraging. The task of selecting contributions for this issue of THE BARBICAN has been more than usually difficult, and the resulting magazine has benefited thereby, as you will shortly discover.
The Magazine reflects, as it should do, the life of the School ; you will find in this issue a particularly enlightening commentary on the past year, from articles on travel to war poems. We go to press at a time of world crisis, with the hope that this magazine will do something toward lightening your black-out hours.
We have lived through yet another year of uncertainty and uneasiness in international affairs, while the gathering storm clouds have slowly overshadowed the more centralised little world of our School life.
But if the atmosphere has been charged with portent it has until now made little difference to our own work and play, the departure of familiar and popular masters, and the unobtrusive arrival of unfamiliar but by now no less popular new ones. In this connection let us extend a warm welcome to Mr. Pratt, Mr. Silk and Mr. Warman, all of whom arrived after the summer vacation.
The School Cricket XI enjoyed fair success, but with a restricted fixture list had little opportunity fully to reveal its potential strength.
The sporting thunder during the Summer Term was stolen by a comparatively new sport -- athletics. The School running team has convincingly staked its claim to be considered as one of the strongest in the county. It is significant to note that the running team has always competed against old-established and adult clubs, which indicates that, in its own class, it would have achieved even greater things. The times and distances recorded on Sports Day compare flatteringly with those of any neighbouring schools -- a fact which augurs well for the future of the sport at Lewes.
We enter this Term upon a new School Year, and with it upon a
new epoch in the School's, as in the world's, history. In bidding
farewell to a typical year of strifes and relaxations, failures
and achievements -- in short, everything which constitutes the
School and all it stands for -- we bid farewell (let us pray it
may only be au revoir) to comforts and privileges, ambitions and
peace of mind. Nevertheless, we face the future with no heaviness
of heart, but rather with a resolved determination to endure the
darkness ahead with the cheerfulness and optimism of youth, that
we, too, can do our share towards the defence of tranquility and
tradition, and the ultimate re-establishment of sanity and
D. J. T.
THINKING people know that the war which has been forced upon us, may prove to be the greatest crisis our country has ever had to face. No one can foresee the end and a long struggle is inevitable. Eighty million people, organised for war, are not defeated in a few months.
Parents will undoubtedly be faced with the anxious problem of what to do with their sons The careers work which we had gradually built up over a period of nine years has collapsed. The Headmasters' Association Employment Committee in London, to which our boys in growing numbers had begun to look for help in finding employment, has almost ceased to function, owing to the evacuation of business houses from London. Civil Service Examinations have been temporarily suspended, although Headmasters are pressing for their revival, and this may come about.
Whatever help can still be given at School will always be at the disposal of parents. This advice is offered now. Do not accept blind alley jobs which are likely to cease at the end of the war. Peace, when it comes, will find a large number of young men without any professional or technical qualifications fighting for jobs. Vacancies will go to the men who got their qualifications before joining the forces.
War has a tendency to make young people restless. With the future so uncertain, " the daily round, the common task " does not seem worth while. It would be a grave mistake to act on this assumption. Peace will come again at last. To act now as though nothing mattered would be to add to the number of those on whom the verdict may have to be passed, " Career ruined by the War."
Patriotism can be shown at present by the collaboration of parents, boys and school in mitigating as far as possible the unavoidable difficulties that war brings.
The School is a great family. Some members are now with us. Others, our Old Boys, are still one with us, but have passed outside our narrow confines into the wider sphere of national life. These we "shaped, made aware," to borrow Rupert Brooke's words.
The war has torn many of them from their homes to serve their
country and humanity. Over 120 had undertaken voluntary national
service before war commenced. In a school so young, we are proud
of this striking example of public spirit. God grant a safe
return to all of them.
N. R. B.
THE war has driven London schools from their homes, and we are glad to welcome the Bec School as our war-time guests. We sympathise with them in the difficulties they have been called upon to face and hope that we can make their lot as light as possible.
The presence of two schools in one building has led to a revolution and a certain restriction in the time-table. By opening six full days and curtailing certain valuable but inessential elements in the curriculum, we are satisfied that no boy need suffer any educational hindrance.
During the week-end of the great evacuation the School was used as a dispersal centre and over 1700 evacuees passed through. This may be of interest to those who read these lines fifty years hence. [Seventy!]
Mr. S. R. N. Smith, our Mathematics Master, was called up to join his Battery and is now in France. We wish him a safe return.
Our air-raid shelters are almost complete. We cannot decide whether they more nearly resemble the London tubes or submarines. [These were made from long lines of 5' diameter concrete sewer pipes in a shallow pit covered with soil with a door at one end and an escape hatch at the other. They were situated between the old library and Ham Lane. They were fitted with tiny wooden seats along each side. They were very claustrophobic. The more conventional brick and concrete shelters were arranged along the south wall of the school.]
To turn to matters more domestic, we congratulate Dowden on being a member of this year's Public School Expedition to Newfoundland. Couldn't we send a boy every year?
A word, too, about athletics. The enthusiasm for running last summer was comparable to that for Rugger in the winter. In becoming Sussex Quarter Mile Junior Champion at the age of 16, D. Thomas put up a remarkable achievement.
Our greatest scholastic success was Ridley's State Scholarship. Several Old Boys, who had recently left also won valuable awards in various spheres.
We congratulate A. G. Evans on passing the Civil Service Executive Examination.
J. A. Holton was awarded one of the ten Ministry of Agriculture Senior Scholarships and was about to proceed to the Royal Veterinary College when he was mobilised as a member of the Territorials.
F. W. Cosstick had gained a scholarship to the British Institute, Paris, but was unable to proceed there owing to the war.
We admire the initiative of R. W. Barnes and Cosstick. The former, whose cycling trip through Central Europe in 1938 may be remembered, hitch-hiked this summer to Moscow, while Cosstick set out by the same method for Southern Italy. He had reached Juan-les-Pins when the European situation compelled him to hurry back -- in a borrowed pair of trousers. [Are we to understand that the change in the European situation caused the need for fresh trousers?]
All those who have listened to R. B. Smith's pianoforte performances at School functions for the past six years will be delighted at his success in winning a scholarship to the Royal Academy of Music.
Our last thoughts are for our Old Boys. May " good luck " go with them through all the dangers which they may be called upon to face.
House Master : Mr. Hoggins.
House Captain : R. C. Blythe.
House Prefect : O. F. Hill.
THE fortunes of Lewes House during the school year fluctuated considerably. Although our Rugger teams crushed all opposition in a most convincing manner and the Swimming Sports were monopolised by us in usual fashion, the junior football team failed to register a victory and we were too easily satisfied with inferior positions in the Work Shield, Cross-country Championship, and Athletic Sports ; while, in cricket, where our eleven best players were demanded for School matches, although the 1st XI did not lose a game, the 2nd and 3rd XIs could only win one between them. We can congratulate ourselves on winning the Games Shield for the first time and on retaining the Swimming Cup, but there is a grave and urgent need for improvement in athletics and work to which the House is, on the whole, horribly indifferent.
As for the future, our prospects are bright. We are powerful
in Seniors, and if only the Juniors can hold their own there is
no reason why Lewes House should not have an exceptionally good
year ; but to achieve success each member of the House must work
and play hard.
R. C. B.
House Masters : Messrs. O'Brien, Taylor and Auld.
House Captain : D. J. Thomas.
House Prefects : B. W. Thomas and D. J. Dowden.
The School year of 1938-39 has been, perhaps, the most successful Martlets have ever enjoyed. Briefiy, we finished the year equal top with Lewes in the Games Shield Competition, won both the Cross-country and Athletic Cups by unprecedented margins and for the first time gave Lewes a run for their money in the Sinfield Swimming Cup Competition.
After our sweeping success in the cross-country races, reported in last term's BARBICAN (dare I remind our rivals that we won the Cup by 396 points ?) we set out with justifiable optimism to carry off the Athletics Cup in similar fashion. We were not disappointed, since we succeeded not only in winning the Cup but also in scoring nearly twice as many points as our nearest rivals. The fact that the School relay team is entirely composed of Martlet seniors undoubtedly contributed largely toward this victory, but the House was well ahead on Standard points even before Sports Day itself -- which emphasises that this was a united and well-deserved triumph. The Colts and Juniors of the House showed by their excellent form and remarkable keenness that we can safely leave the athletic future of the House in their hands.
Our performance in the Swimming Competition is most encouraging, and particular credit must go to Marigold -- now, alas, departed -- for this showing.
There is every prospect that this year we will repeat our recent triumphs, since the sporting fame of the House is dependent not on a handful of Seniors, but on the House as a whole.
To turn from the sublime to the not-so-glamorous (though this
sphere of School activity serves perhaps an equally useful
purpose as the aforementioned) we are, for once, in the running
for the Work Shield, though final positions are not yet
available. Thus we have helped to prove the verity of that
well-worn maxim : " mens sana in corpore sano."
D. J. T.
House Masters : Messrs. Pett and Euston.
House Prefects : L. N. Haynes and E. S. Gates.
In the past School year, Seahaven have shared an equal amount of good and bad fortune. Our hopes for a successful Rugby season were not fully realised. Although we were capable of fielding a very strong 1st XV which won two of its three matches, the Junior XV lacked the energy and experience necessary to beat their opponents, and the team did not win a single match. Hopes turned to Junior Soccer, but again we were disappointed with only a single victory. When at the end of the season it was decided to play seven-a-side Rugby matches, we welcomed the chance to regain our lost prestige, and were successful in winning all three games.
To end a strenuous term, we found ourselves floundering in ditches and leaping fences in the annual cross-country races, and we emerged from the contest covered with an appreciable amount of glory, as well as mud. Our congratulations are due to Barfoot, who won the Senior race for the House.
The Summer Term found us prepared for Cricket, and all three House teams put up a really good show. School Sports and Swimming arrived simultaneously, but due mainly to a lack of material we were not in a very prominent position at the end of term. Our position in the Althletic Sports was, however, redeemed by the number of points scored by the House in the qualifying events before Sports Day itself. On the whole, therefore, our year's record seems mediocre : neither poor nor brilliant.
From Sport we turn to Work, and here Seahaven have done very
well. The standard has been high, and there is every chance of
our gaining the Work Shield again this year. We will hope for a
better sporting record this year, but meanwhile -- keep up the
work, Seahaven !
A. T. S.
House Masters : Messrs. Jarvis and Pratt.
House Prefect : R. D. Paige.
We were unlucky enough to lose the Cross-country Cup last season, an event due not to inferior running, but to overwhelming numbers. There were four Uckfield boys in the first six home in the Seniors' race.
We were unable to retain the Athletics Cup against the greatly superior Martlets team. Holton ran a fine race in the Open Mile, in which he gained first place.
Cricket was again an uneventful sport for the House. Only
three games were won out of the nine played by the three House
teams. Uckfield was represented only by Seniors' and Colts'
events in the Swimming Sports. Needless to say, we lost as
R. D. P.
DESPITE the evil desire of our revered Adolf to put an end to the Sixth Form Society, black-out arrangements were made in the library and a very successful term was enjoyed. In addition to ordinary features, such as literary and " coger " evenings, there was a debate on the franchise question, a talk by D. Thomas on " Some Tendencies in Modern Poetry," a musical evening, and an anthology on humour. An enlightening and entertaining talK on " Modern Journalism " was also given by Mr. L. D. Essex, substantiated by personal reminiscences.
The officials were : Mr. O'Brien, chairman ; R. C Blythe, secretary ; G. H. Ford, treasurer ; O. F. Hill and B. W. Thomas, committee.
But the attendances might have been improved upon if certain
superior (?) members of the Sixth Form, especially the Science
Section, had deigned to grace the meetings with their
R. C. BLYTHE.
Captain of Cricket : D. J. Thomas.
Vice-Captain-Secretary : R. C. Blythe.
THE past season proved to be an abnormally short one. We had difficulty in arranging some of our regular fixtures, owing to the clashing of dates, and several games were cancelled owing to bad weather.
The prospective cricket captain, Henderson, was able to play in only one match before leaving to take up an appointment in London. Thomas proved a worthy successor and led the team confidently.
Our record of three wins placed us on the credit side against two losses and one drawn game. Two of the victories gained were notable as being rather unexpected. The opening match against Lewes Priory second eleven was one of these and the away match with Shoreham was the other.
A pleasing feature of the individual successes was that of Woods. He became a regular member of the first eleven this season and hit up several good scores. We hope for still better performances next year.
Blythe, not quite as distinguished as formerly with the bat, bowled consistently well.
The team as a whole were better in the field than the average
of recent years, but the batting was sometimes woefully weak, as
can be seen from the small scores registered. Our bowling was
very good but was not always able to make up for the batting
IN the first full year of its activities, the Athletic Club has met with conspicuous success. During the season the School relay team beat eight different teams, including Brighton and County Harriers, Worthing, and West Sussex Police.
The Club commenced the season by audaciously challenging the redoubtable Varndean School to an athletic contest. Although it was so early in the season the School did extremely well, winning nine out of the fifteen events, and were narrowly defeated by 42 points to 36. D. Thomas took maximum points in his three races, winning the 100 yards, 220 yards and the 440 yards. A feature of the meeting was the performance of Coles, who, in the Colts' high jump, cleared 4 ft. 11 ins., one inch higher than Kirk cleared in the Senior event. The climax of the meeting was the Senior relay, which was keenly contested. In a thrilling finish, B. Thomas managed to breast the tape inches ahead of his Varndean opponent.
For the first time in the School's history three boys were entered in the County Junior Championships at Preston Park. Although Braidwood in the half mile and Schmid in the javelin failed to gain a place, D. Thomas met with great success. Reaching the final of the 220 yards he gained third place. Having thus warmed up, he ran a brilliant heat in the 440 yards in the remarkable time of 53.4 secs. In the final, saving his effort till the end, he ran out a comfortable winner, but his final time was actually slower than that of his heat.
Encouraged by last year's showing in the East Sussex Police sports, the Club again entered a team in the open relay. Competing against six crack teams, including a strong naval team from Portsmouth, who won the event, the " C " Division Metropolitan Police team and the famous Chichester Athletic Club, we surprised our opponents and ourselves by finishing a close fourth -- the first Sussex team home.
Emboldened by this performance (and perhaps a little piqued at having so narrowly missed a pewter mug each !) we ambitiously entered for the biggest county meeting of the season -- the Inter-County Meeting at Worthing on July 25th. As an indication of the contrast our team made with its more brilliant rivals, it must be placed on record that Mr. Page, on inquiring of a steward the colour of the Lewes County School team's baton was condescendingly told that " the boys' events " came later in the programme.
From the start the pace was terrific, but Mr. Page ran a courageous " half," handing over the baton to B. Thomas in fourth position. Both he and Braidwood tenaciously held on to their position and then D. Thomas took over from Braidwood. Then came the " high-spot " of the race. To the roar of lusty vocal encouragement from the School supporters clustered on the bend, Thomas surpassed himself. He shot past his first bewildered rival and gradually shortened the distance between himself and the Chichester " star." Along the back straight he moved up into second place and strained after the leader, but a hundred yards from home it became apparent that he had made his effort, and his recently vanquished rivals slowly moved up on him.
Excitement was intense as the four leaders strained for the
tape. The race was undecided up to the last few yards when, with
split seconds between the first four places, Thomas was passed.
The team had finished fourth, beaten only by superior stamina.
The unofficial time of the School team was 3 mins. 49.4 secs.,
the most spectacular achievement in a season of outstanding
A LEWES PARENT'S REFLECTIONS.
"THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal."
Being, as I am, on the wrong side of 50, I have formed a resolution, amounting almost to a new religion, passionately to resist all entreaty, bribe, threat or other design to entice me to any fete, whist drive or dance, or any other artful or artless dodge for transferring the money from the bottom of my trouser's pocket to some nebulous fund for the conversion of Hottentots or Socialists (who don't want to be converted), or for the renewing of bellropes of bells, which I much prefer silent.
The one exception to this iron rule is the summer fete at the Lewes County School for Boys. And my reasons are these : Firstly, my own boy is at school there ; secondly, it is largely an annual gathering of democratic parents ; and thirdly, I approve of its purpose, which is to raise money to help boys whose parents are hard up to start in jobs and careers most suited to their temperament and ability, thus affording them a chance of living a life of national usefulness and personal happiness. The whole idea appeals to my sense of social justice and equity.
And so it happened, one Saturday afternoon, that I found myself, adorned in my panama hat and distinctive tie, strolling with my wife in the pleasant sunlit playing fields of the County School. In the ordinary way it is a lovely place in which to stroll. Spacious, one would say, and peaceful. But on this occasion there was no peace. We were pursued, as one is pursued by gnats, by a horde of youthful salesmen in chrysalis, all vociferously intent on selling us, at twopence a time, the forlorn hope of winning a ham, a cartload of coal, or a currant cake.
St. Paul says, "Charity is not puffed up." Let me state at once that, whenever I eat currant cake, whether in folly or in charity, I am always puffed up. In a foolish attempt to win some vague reward I lit many candles (though not enough) with a single match, and burned my fingers because I could not see the flame in the brilliant sunlight ; and I bowled long and earnestly for a pig which I couldn't have treasured even if I had miraculously won it. My neighbours have already put their foot (or feet) down in respect of chicken. What they would say about a pig beggars the imagination.
At five o'clock we went in to tea, and here I desire to draw the Headmaster's attention to an interesting matter. I paid a shilling, and received, in return, a cup of tea, a cucumber sandwich, and a charming smile from the lady waitress. Now, if we agree that the bewitching smile was without price, I estimate that the net profit on my tea was tenpence halfpenny. Yes, but sitting opposite me was a young unknown gentleman who had got in for sixpence. He, without seeming to waste time in mastication, or even respiration, consumed about two shillings' worth of various buns. True, he received no devastating smile and, for all I know, he may have been violently sick when he got outside. But these considerations do not affect the mournful truth that, here beneath my very eyes, the Cause sustained a major loss.
Next, the progressive whist drive. Now, I am not averse to a quiet game of bridge, in which I have leisure to estimate the subtle possibilities of the cards I hold. But there is no quiet and no leisure in a whist drive. I was hustled and bustled and jostled, and periodically whistled at by a young man who in other surroundings may have been a very pleasant young ,man. In my confusion of mind I frequently moved to the wrong table, or sat in the wrong chair at the right table, nor had I a moment in which to light my pipe. At half-time there was a slight lull and just as I had found my tobacco a fellow came and sold me a ticket for a bottle of port. Then the breath-taking business began all over again, and I floundered on my way, dropping my cards, losing my pencil, signing in the wrong places, and generally earning the contempt of that entire grim and purposeful company. "Charity," says St. Paul, "suffereth long." But never again will I suffer a progressive whist drive. There is too much of this progress.
Finally we looked in at the dance. Here there was much noise and much happiness. But here I was permitted to sit in a corner and smoke my pipe, while an incredible number of young and pretty girls and nice young men cut all sorts of queer antics to the beat of barbaric music. I remember one dance in particular, wherein these joyous and harmless young things (mostly teetotallers, I imagine) locked arms and staggered up and down the floor, in long rows, after the manner of midnight revellers going home drunk. Extraordinary ! And while I sat and watched and smoked, I thought of the dances of my youth ; of dances with resounding titles -- the Lancers, Valeta, Military Twostep ; and suddenly, as though in answer to my thoughts, the M.C. mounted a chair. " Next," he yelled, " we will have some old-fashioned dances." I rose, and taking my wife's hand, I led her on to the floor. " Now," I said, " we'll show 'em something." And as we trod the stately measures down the room, all the youth and beauty there whirled and capered about us, refusing to be old-fashioned, refusing to grow old. And who shall blame them ?
A Sabbath dawn was greying the northern sky as I sank upon my
pillows and stretched my aching joints and thought of to-morrow's
stiffness. " But Charity," I said to myself, " endureth all
MANY boys were disappointed that, owing to the international situation this year's camp could not be held abroad. Instead, we were fortunate in securing a very delightful site on tlhe outskirts of Stratford-on-Avon for one week. A camp had previously been held there in 1936.
On Thursday, July 27th, fifty-four boys, accompanied by three masters and an old boy (Wynter) left Lewes at 10 a.m., prepared for a five-hour journey in the train. At Leamirigton we were allowed to explore the town and taste the famous Spa waters, which, I think, most boys agreed as being very nasty. We arrived at Stratford about 4 p.m., in the pouring rain. A true friend in need, with a car and trailer, generously carried our kit bags to the camp, about two miles from the station. On arriving there, everyone set about pitching tents, and we were all under canvas by supper-time, but by no means ready for sleep.
The Head and Mr. Jarvis had arrived by car in the afternoon.
Next day was spent in getting the camp in working order. We went to the town and viewed the Memorial Theatre, Shakespeare's birthplace, or else went boating on the river. Everyone enjoyed the roast joints and tarts, supplied for dinner that day by the baker. The evening was occupied by games.
On Saturday, two coaches took the camp through Chipping Campden, Broadway and Tewkesbury, where we visited the Abbey, to Malvern. On arriving there we climbed to the top of the Worcester Beacon, one of the high points in the Malverns. But, unfortunately, it was very misty and we could not fully appreciate the remarkable view to be seen from there. (However, the chalet [no longer there - burned to the ground and never replaced] there did a roaring trade in drinks and sweets.) We returned through Evesham after a very good trip.
Sunday was a quiet day, with no special trips.
Camp life, by now, was in full swing with its customary rags and fatigue duties. Organised bathing parades were made down to the river, where the proprietor of a camping site allowed us to use his rafts. The weather had not improved, but by now everyone had found and avoided leaks in the tents. On Monday a visit was paid to Warwick Castle in the afternoon and to the Theatre in the evening to see a first-rate rendering of Shakespeare's " Twelfth Night." Another visit to the Theatre was arranged next evening, when we saw " Othello", but this proved rather too deep for the younger members of the camp. A camp fire was built, under the direction of Mr. Page, on Wednesday night, but though it rained, it did not damp the singing or put the fire out. Mr. Courtney gave us some impersonations, Mr. Gillam a song, and an original song was written and rendered by the senior tent.
No one looked forward to next day when we struck camp (also in
the rain) and arrived back at Lewes about 4 p.m. In spite of the
weather everyone agreed that it was a very good camp and that it
ended all too soon.
DURING the year there has been a gratifying increase in the variety of new books for the Library, largely owing to a renewed interest in the Suggestions Book.
Foremost among new books is Aldous Huxley's Ends and Means, which has become the Bible of the younger intellectual school. In this, probably Huxley's best, and certainly his most influential book, are to be found penetrating and enlightening chapters on such subjects as Social Reform, War and Education, and one gains from a reading of this book (which certainly cannot be achieved in a weekend) the impressions of a man who possesses great intellectual powers, unlimited background and exceptional vigour of expression.
Another valuable addition has been John Gunther's Inside Europe, perhaps the most widely-approved of all recent political books. It is easy to enjoy, being written in very readable English by an American journalist. It is biassed -- this accusation the author himself would surely not deny -- in favour of Socialism as opposed to the Right, but this makes little difference to its wholly satisfying and stimulating effect upon the reader.
Soon after Christmas there appeared on the Library shelves two volumes of that remarkable work by an even more remarkable man -- Mein Kampf. Both volumes have been in circulation continuously ever since, though the complete and unexpurgated edition did not appear on the market until the early summer. It may be that Mein Kampf will in fifty years be rated alongside Machiavelli's The Prince and Rousseau's Social Contract. Meantime the reader can only gasp at the astounding creed revealed by the book, and the still more astounding mentality of its demented author.
Perhaps the cooler judgment of posterity will find for him a place in the annals of great men and perhaps not.
An enthusiastic Sixth Form last year took up the sword on
behalf of modern poetry, with the result that three small volumes
were soon added to the Library : Selected Poems by W. H.
Auden and Ezra Pound respectively and Poems by Louis
MacNeice. In case some difficulty might be experienced by the
eager but uninitiated, Martin Gilkes's A Key to Modern
Poetry was also included. These three poets admirably
represent the tendency of modern poetry at its best, and enough
variation is shown in their work to make the conscientious reader
realise that poetry in England did not die with Alfred, Lord
Tennyson, or even with Rudyard Kipling, but that modern verse is
quite as vital as that of last century. And remember, all ye
earnest seekers after truth, that Beauty is a purely relative
'Arry, Reg. and Percy
Joined the A.R.P. ;
So dark the night and murky,
Their way they couldn't see.
'Arry lived in Lambeth
He did the famous " Walk " ;
His missus' name was 'Lisbeth,
And man ! How she could talk !
Reg was a taxi-driver,
Who lived in old St. Paul's ;
His fares were ne'er a fiver,
Though he answered urgent calls.
Percy was a " Special,"
Ever keen and cheery ;
Doing things official,
Never, never weary.
The moral of this poem,
As you can clearly tell,
Is : no matter what your station,
You can help as well.
A. H. ROGERS (Form 2A).
(Readers of THE BARBICAN will remember that in August, 1938, R. W. Barnes travelled over most of Czechoslovakia and Hungary by bicycle. This year he has penetrated as far north as the Arctic and as far east as Moscow, mainly by hitch-hiking. As last year he left international turmoil in his wake... Gestapo, please note !-ED.)
EUROPE was troubled this summer. Looking for a quiet spot, we espied the north and set out at once on a hot July day. With us we carried visas and rucksacks. Quickly we reached Harwich, and by packet-boat crossed to the moat streets of Esbjing. The Danish scenery slipped by all too quickly -- the bleakness of our first morning's lifts, the bridge to Fi Yn, the night in an Odense gardener's shack, the crowded Kosor ferry, the young farmer who first showed us Koben-havn. So we went out along the sunny Sound to Elsinore and memories of Hamlet, crossing to Halsingborg in a rocking tub and a storm.
In Sweden we remember our German Telefunken boy and his bubbling fiancee, the long roadside waits for a car lift, and my friend, forgetting his raincoat in the joy of a catch, arrayed in a green cellophane cape-hood at the next town. We had a wonderful evening ride up the Laberg hill, with its view of Lake Vattern, supper in a Fascist's house near Linkoping, a lunch and afternoon tea thrown in on the way to Stockholm. This is a superb capital, a wonderful contrast of old and new, glorious in its island setting.
Finland was our next stop, and introduced by Helsinki a coming city, graceful but homely, chic but cheap. We tried to hitch-hike out into the country, but only covered forty kilometers and then stopped. But Finland (Suomi) is cheap. By bus and train we travelled to Tampere and Rovanieni.
We visited Finland's arctic coast, grey and hard-etched, with its midnight sun, Lapps, mosquitoes and peat huts. We made a short sea voyage to Norway, and inspected an iron-ore concentrating plant. Then we turned south, again crossed the Lapland fells, and again bussed along the " Great Arctic Highway," through the interminable bog and forest lands to Kuopid and Lake Paijanne.
In Helsinki we found Soviet visas ready and departed for Leningrad and Moscow and an eight-days' visit. We lived as kings in a classless land. We visited the inevitable factory, creche, museum and palace. With an American friend we examined shop goods. In Moscow we saw an agricultural exhibition and the Central Asiatic peoples. We saw the ill-omened Kremlin and the Moscow-Volga Canal. Then, flashed back by night sleeper to Leningrad, we again saw the Winter Palace and bridges crossing the lovely Neva. We saw, too, the Russian proletariat.
My friend, summoning all his resources, flew back unwell to
London, while I continued by rail and boat to Helsinki, Turku
(Abo) and Stockholm again. With the help of magnificent
hospitality and kindness I hitched to Oslo, in two days, only to
find the English boat full up. But, for a mere half-crown extra,
I was sailed to Bergen over the treeless, frosted, and ice-capped
region near Fiume. Bergen itself proved a most glorious spot,
sunny and restful, with colossal views from the heights behind.
The Newcastle journey was luxurious, and contrasted with the
subsequent hitch home via Edinburgh, Inverness, Glencoe and
Glasgow, Preston and London -- where I arrived a week before war
broke out. This journey is now as a myriad patterns, infinite and
nice, clear and slim, lovely and sterile, a woof woven into the
warp of one's imaginings, and streaked with a small "high-pitched" thread, rumours and undertones of a coming war --
R. W. BARNES. (LCS 1932-36)
[Note: Bob Barnes, one of the Barnes brothers, would have been about twenty years old at the time of this adventure. He died tragically by accidental drowning during war service in Iraq.]
THE Expedition, consisting of forty-six boys, three leaders, three doctors and a wireless operator, arrived at St. Johns on August 8th, after an uneventful crossing from Liverpool. We went straight to the railway station and boarded our special train. We were on the train for twenty hours before we arrived at Howley, which is a little village at the head of Grand Lake ; this formed the jumping off place for the expedition. A little tug-boat was waiting to take us down Grand Lake to our base camp, which was situated at the junction between Grand Lake and Little Grand Lake. Our tents, survey instruments, wireless, and food for one month had already been transported to the Base Camp.
On arriving at Base Camp, after the nine-hour journey down the lake, we had our first experience of camp rations ; at this time they did not seem to be very appetising, but as time wore on hard work produced large appetites, and the food was appreciated to a much greater extent. Any dreams which you had invariably figured food of some description, and I know several people who had vivid dreams of entering the Grill Room of Simpson's in the Strand, but they always woke up before they got their meal. Perhaps it would be appropriate here to mention a day's ration : 1 pint of porridge, 2 ozs. of margarine, 2 ozs. of cheese, 6 ship's biscuits, 2 ozs. of chocolate, 1 oz. of raisins, 14 lumps of sugar, 1 pint of pemican hooshe, and tea (without milk) practically unlimited. Needless to say I have no complaints to make against the Government's rationing schemes for this country.
After we had been at the Base Camp for three days the place presented a very different appearance : many trees had been cut down to let more sunlight into the camp, and also to get rid of some of the mosquitoes which had been making themselves felt. When we had got settled in at camp, and the routine was running smoothly, our leader asked for volunteers for the Long March ; nearly everyone in the camp volunteered, and later in the day the names of those selected were announced. I was one of the lucky thirteen boys who were selected with one leader and a doctor to start on the twelve-day march on August 19th.
We duly started in fine weather on the morning of the 19th, and climbed all day through thick forest to try and get on to the barrens which run along the top of the hills. We found no good barrens that day or at any time during the Long March ; for when we got out of the forest we came across tuckamore. Tuckamore is a growth rather similar to heather only much stronger, also it grows to a much greater height. At some times it came over our heads and it was trying work marching through it. In thick tuckamore, as in dense forest, it was essential to have your compass in your hand all the time to prevent yourself getting lost.
Everything went well until the fifth day. We had made good progress and secured some useful compass traversings, which had been augmented by a photographic survey taken from the high points. But on the morning of the fifth day a member of the party complained of a painful foot. It was caused by a mosquito bite which had turned septic, and the foot had swollen to such a size that the boy was unable to get his boot on. He had to hobble along as well as he could with two others helping him. It was essential to get him back to the Base Camp as soon as possible, as poisoning was setting in. Our intention was to get down to a lakeside, build a raft; pitch a tent on it and attempt to get back to Base Camp that way. This project would have been helped by the fact that most of the lakes were interconnected. After a scramble down a very steep cliff-face we arrived to our very great surprise and joy at the southern end of Little Grand Lake, and, better still, four other members of the Expedition were also at this point with a canoe. The next day the boy was successfully ferried down to the Base Camp, where he got proper medical treatment. The remaining members of the party then split up to explore the tributaries at the head of the lake. We returned to the Base Camp on August 30th, after a forced march which lasted from 8.30 a.m. to 7 p.m., during which time it rained continuously.
At 2.30 a.m. on September 4th we heard that England was at
war. It had been most refreshing to get away from crisis news for
a month and the declaration of war came as an unpleasant shock.
We left Base Camp on September 6th and arrived in St. Johns on
September 8th. We then went down to Halifax and spent a pleasant
week there. The return journey to England was exciting but
uneventful. We eventually arrived back at Liverpool on October
3rd, exactly three weeks late.
D. J. DOWDEN (Form VI).
[Note: Donald Dowden had seen active service in the RAF but was accidently killed in Ceylon while landing an aircraft in 1944.]
THE amount invested now exceeds £500. Unless some unexpected source of income develops we fear that the steady growth of the Fund which has followed its inception four years ago, will inevitably be checked by the war. Yet the post-war period may reveal a greater need for a fund of this nature than ever before. We therefore acknowledge with gratitude gifts since our last issue from the following : J. C. Holmes, M. Berry, P. W. Ridley P. Bridgman, R. B. Smith, and B. Hunnisett. We also thank those Old Boys who have received loans and are steadily discharging their obligations.
WE record with grateful pride the names of the following Old
who are serving their country; over 120 had volunteered when war broke out.
[Those marked † were to die later while on active service]
J. E. ADAMS
A. G. ANDERSON
W. A. H. ARNOLD
F. W. AUSTIN
C. A. BAILY (Charles A.)
C. A. BAILY (Clifford A.)
E. G. BAKER (Eric G.)†
J. D. BAKER
C. E. BANKS
J. V. BARFORD
H. G. BARNETT
F. G. BARTLETT
R. F. BEAL
K. S. BEALE
N. G. BEARD
W. R. BECK†
A. R. BERNTHAL
M. T. BERRY
F. H. BEVAN
H. E. BLACKMAN †
J. E. BOULTON †
A. M. BRIDGEMAN
P. V. BRIDGMAN
R. E. BROWN (Roy E.)†
R. E. BROWN (Reginald E.)
R. F. BURLEY
P. H. CAMPLIN
R. D. CAMPLIN
C. A. CARTER
D. K. CHANT
B. D. CHARMAN
K. R. CHATFIELD
R. J. CLARK
E. L. COOK
G. R. COOKE
G. A. CORNFORD
F. W. COSSTICK
C. E. CROUCH
G. D. CROUCH
G. M. DOWNING
P. F. DUKE†
W. S. EADE
S. A. EAGER†
A. R. EDWARDS
F. B. EDWARDS†
H. G. EDWARDS
M. D. EDWARDS
E. R. EMERY
R. A. FAIRFIELD
R. H. FAULKNER.
D. E. GOODALL
R. S. GREEN
D. A. GROVES
G. F. HAFFENDEN
C. F. HALL
P. G. HALL
R. H. HAMMOND
N. E. HANCOCK
G. W. HANCOCK†
F. F. HARVEY†
A. M. HAZLERIGG
C. J. HILLS
T. H. HILTON
A. A. HOLDING
R. F. HOLFORD †
A. J. HOLMAN
H. C. T. HOLMANS†
J. C. HOLMES
J. A. HOLTON
L. F. HOPE
T. M. HORGAN
R. G. HOURD
G. L. HUGHES
C. C. KEARLEY
C. P. KELLEY
R. M. JARVIS
G. E. KENWARD
A. R. KITCHENER
B. K. KNOWLTON
K. G. LAWRENCE†
J. R. LAWRENCE
R. D. LOWLES
A. G. MACEY
R. P. MANTLE
R. C. MITCHELL
G. E. MOON †
F. L. G. McKIMM
I. W. MEPHAM
P. R. NOEL
S. E. OBBARD
B. P. OLIVER
F. G. PANNETT
C. E. PASKINS
F. J. PETTIT
J. N. PELHAM
R. L. POLLARD
D. J. POLLARD
R. A. PULLING
R. E. RAINBIRD
D. J. READ-COLLlNS
J. R. REED
M. E. RELF
R. H. RENVILLE
R. D. RICH
M. E. RUSSELL
A. C. SCOBRE
A. E. J. SELLENS
L. G. SELLWOOD
H. F. H. SHARP
N. W. SMITH
D. C. STONE †
S. R. N. SMITH
P. J. THORPE
D. H. TONKINSON
P. E. TROTT
B. D. TURNER
A. E. WALTER
I. N. WATTS
F. R. WHITE
K. P. WICKS
J. K. WINTON †
A. M. WOOD
Sapper, 141 OCTU
Engineer Petty Officer
Corporal (Officer Cadet)
Royal Sussex Regiment.
East Surrey Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Army Pay Corps.
Officer Cadet T.U.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Corps of Signals.
Fleet Air Arm.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
Royal Army Pay Corps.
Royal Sussex Regiment.
In addition to the above, a number of Old Boys are doing work of national importance or are in reserved occupations, such as the Merchant Navy, Police and some branches of the Civil Service.
We should be glad to hear from any Old Boy whose name has been omitted. The Censor has requested Headmasters not to reveal the ships or units in which Old Boys are serving.
We have had a number of pleasant visits from Old Boys in the forces. To chronicle their activities would take too long and might get us into trouble with the Censor. We include a few notes of interest and apologise to any O1d Boy who has written or visited us and is not mentioned in despatches.
KELLEY, on a destroyer, writes that if Hitler only knew the trouble this war was causing him he would stop it at once. He has returned the compliment by helping to send a German submarine to the bottom.
COOK (Senior) feared that his naval duties would be performed with a bucket tied round his neck. Having seen him crossing the Channel when going to camp at Les Andelys, we agree.
POLLARD, on convoy duty, is a Petty Officer ; a misnomer if stature is considered in Pollard's case.
RAINBIRD has returned from Egypt to instruct recruits.
DICK CAMPLIN was one of our first Old Boys to go to France -- a few days after war broke out. We know that CORNFORD, HILTON, TONKINSON, KEITH LUSTED and F. B. EDWARDS are also out there, and probably some others.
FATTY PELHAM has helped to sink a submarine.
BOB FAULKNER, by naming the coin correctly, missed being on a boat which was afterwards torpedoed.
CHANT, in the R.A.M.C., sent to nurse the sick, caught the measles and seven days' leave.
PETTIT's overcoat is the smartest in the forces. We mistook him for an officer.
The 210th and 264th Companies, R.E., are branches of the Old Boys' Association.
COLLINS ran third in a cross-country race and scored a goal at soccer. He has been sent to an Officers Training Unit.
MOORE and KILLICK are as proper a pair of pilots as one could wish to see. They have been interviewed for commissions and we hope they get them.
A number of Old Boys in the ranks are awaiting the result of recommendations for commissions. We hope to be able to chronicle their promotion in our next issue.
HOPE, who was a Sergeant when the war commenced, has nearly completed his training in an Officer Cadet Unit.
LOWLES, Royal Sussex Regiment, was asked to play for Southampton Football Club, but declined.
We were very pleased to hear from HOLLOBON, who is in the Palestine Police.
HORGAN set out to fly a bomber to Singapore. His kit arrived there but not Horgan and the bomber.
We congratulate E. G. BAKER and BEARD on getting married and MOON and RENVILLE on their engagements.
Moss is an Admiralty clerical officer but is doing a lot of war work as well.
CROFT is in the drawing office of the Central London Electricity Board.
R. K. BERRY is in the County Court Office at Worthing.
JARRETT is in the G.P.O. offices, London.
N. C. GREEN has left the Texas Oil Company for the Lewes Borough Treasurer's department.
BILLSON obtained a Certificate of Merit in his last Merchant Navy Examination. He is on an oil tanker.
G. C. BAKER is in Maples, Tottenham Court Road. AKEHURST was an Assistant Control Engineer at the B.B.C. until war broke out.
RUTHERFORD has taken up an appointment at West Buckland School, Devonshire, and is awaiting national service.
G. E. HOLT is fitting electrical equipment to Southern Railway coaches.
E. TAYLOR has a good post on a Government contract in the West of England.
FENNER is making aeroplanes, as is NORRIS, who visited our camp at Stratford.
R. E. Brown shot for the R.A.F. at Bisley.
E. H. B. SELLWOOD has passed his B. Pharm: Examination.
Before the R.A.F. got SHARP he passed Section I of his final accountancy examination. He is now at a Flying School.
WICKHAM has got his Librarian's Diploma.
R. H. HILL has passed his final Society of Arts French examination.
R. W. BARNES followed up his 1st in Part I with a 2/1 in Part II of the Geography Tripos ; an excellent achievement. He is now about to do a term's teaching practice at Blundell's School. We envy him.
PETERs has secured a post in the County Accountant's Department and SCHMID in that of the County Surveyor.
E. D. SIMMONDS is in Barclays Bank, Lewes.
HARGREAVES is learning the jewellery trade at Southsea.
SMART has emigrated to Southern Rhodesia. We wish him good luck.
BARKER (DAVID), also in Southern Rhodesia, has been in a motor accident, as has CASTLE ("Mussolini"). We send our best wishes for a speedy recovery.
K. WILSON is in the Borough Treasurer's Office, Lewes, and COLES in the Chailey R.D.C. rating department.
GEOFFREY ALLEN has passed the Anatomy and Physiology section of his L.D.S. Well done !
As we go to press we learn of fresh fields of activity. RIDLEY at Cambridge has won the Foster Roberts Sculls, while COOPER is in his college 2nd eight. But for the war we believe WYNTER would have landed a boxing or rugger " blue " this winter. Are we going to have rowing blues as well ?
What about Old Boys' subs. ?
[A not very subtle hint from NRB for Old Boys to pay their subscriptions to the Old Lewesians Association !]
Akehurst, A. F.
Allen, D. G.
Baker, D. V.
Bale, A. C.
Banks, D. D. J.
Banks, M. J.
Bradbury, P. G.
Brook, R. H.
Browning, R. L.
Buckman, M. G.
Bushnell, K. E.
Carter, G. H.
Chandler, J. A.
Cheale, J. D.
Cooke, A. C.
Cornford, P. J.
Cronin, P. J.
Dale, R. J.
Davies, J. P. M.
Dorian, L. H.
Durrant, G. P. G.
Eden, P. C.
Elliot, W. N.
Falkner, M. J. G.
Ford, A. W.
Fullick, L. G.
Goldsmith, P. C.
Green, B. T.
Haiselden, R. H.
Happé, R. W.
Harman, D. E.
Hill, C. W.
Hughes, S. Nl.
Krebo, R. A.
Leary, J. M.
Lofthouse, S. F.
Love, J. L.
Macmillan, A. S.
Maddison, H. C.
Mansfield, K. D.
MacCall, D. J.
Michell, R. C.
Midmer, F. N.
Miles, D. J.
Miles, J. F.
Mitchell, R. E.
Parris, G. A. C.
Passingham, J. C.
Payne, D. J.
Pink, K. J.
Plummer, R. J.
Rees, J. M. V.
Richmond, D. M.
Robbins, A. W.
Rogers, A. H.
Rogers, R. H.
Rooke, G. M.
Rumens, A. J. C.
Russell, B. P.
Russell, R. A.
Sales, E. G.|
Savage, M. O.
Sharp, R. J.
Shaw, G. B.
Smith, F. R. G.
Stevens, R. T. H.
Stuart, A. F.
Thompson, D. H.
Thornley, R. F. R.
Vass, E. J.
Walder, T. H.
West, P. F.
Williams, K. E
Winter, C. S.
Wood, A. E. E.
Wood, G. V. W. F.
Wood, J. A.
Woolmer, D. G.
Wren, G. R.
Allen, D. J.
Arnold, G. J. R.
Baker, G: C.
Beal, B. J.
Bernthal, A. R.
Berry, J. A.
Berry, M. T.
Berry, R. K.
Boscott, D. R.
Bossom, J. M.
Burtenshaw, D. F.
Chant, I. G.
Coles, K. C.
Cooper, R. I. B.
Croft, A. J.
Crouch, D. J.
Cull, J. F.
Evans, A. G.
Evans, R. M.
Fitz-Gerald, D. J.
Giles, P. G. R.
Green, N. C.
Groome, T. H.
Haffenden, G. F.
Henderson, S. G.
Hargreaves, G. B.
Hancock, G. W.
Henson, V. E.
Hilder, R. A. T.
Hilton, G. G. H
Holt, J. J.
Howard, D. R.
Hughes, C. I.
Jarrett, A. H. P.
Kirk, A. F.
Knowles, E. J.
Marson, P. H.
Marigold, P. E. H.
Morrish, A. R. C.
Murley, D. R.
Palethorpe, P. C.
Peters, F. J.
Pillinger, E. A.
Pratt, R. M.
Rabson, K. L.
Ricketts, A. J.
Ridley, P. W.
Ruffle, F. H.
Schmid, A. J.
Simmonds, E. D.
Simpson, G. R.
Smart, B. A.
Smith, R. B.
Stephens, J. H.
Strachan; J. L.
Upton, J. D.
Van Wely, E.
Wallis, R. C.
Wheare, E. J.
Williams, D. H.
Yandell, G. E.
[Note: The School was two form entry, each form being composed of about 32 Boys. However the School was attracting older boys from other grammar and public schools as its reputation, convenience and economy became more widely known. That explains why the intake of new boys was 83. The number leaving was 67 which can be accounted for by the two fifth forms leaving to take up employment. A few would have stayed on for the sixth form and there would have been a few leaving the district. The net effect at this time is a small overall growth of the School of about 16 boys.]