Cadet Magazine 04 1955

THE S.J.A.B. CADET

Jottings

CODE OF CHIVALRY

To do my duty to God, my Queen and all mankind.
To carry out the mottoes of the Order, which are
“Pro Fide” – For the Faith;
“Pro Utilitate Hominum” – For the Service of Mankind.
To salute and obey my officers.
To be thorough in work and play.
To be truthful and just in all things.
To be cheerful and prompt in all I do.
To help the suffering and the needy.
To be kind to all animals.

Social Com.

Hastings Social Committee

Since the formation of a Cadet Social Committee, two successful dances have been run. I would like to thank the Napier and Waipukurau Cadet Nursing and Ambulance Divisions for their attendance at our dances. Also our special thanks to Miss Rosemary Morgan for entertaining us with some beautiful songs and to Mrs. Morgan for so willingly giving up her time to accompany Rosemary.

We have been fortunate in getting Mr. Conway to play the drums for us, and to Mr. Steele to play the piano.

Without the help of these people our dances would not have been the success they were. Once again our thanks to all.
Cdt. Off. N. Richards.

NO LUCK

Country Yokel (applying for a ticket at a country railway station): “Hey, mister third class ter London.”
Booking Clerk: “Have an insurance ticket, too?”
Yokel: “Noa, I took one o’ them larst time an’ ‘ad no luck.”

IDEA

Organise a collection of beans and share them among your mates to make Bean Bags. These are a wonderful asset to your recreation equipment and may be used where a ball is impracticable. Further hints will be welcomed.
[Ed.]

GRAND PRIOR’S CADET BADGE

This badge is the highest honour a Cadet can be awarded, and on transfer to the Brigade as an adult member a Grand Prior Cadet may continue to wear the badge on Brigade Uniform, whatever rank in the Brigade he or she may attain.

John, was paying a visit to a friend in hospital began to take an interest in the other patients, and their ailments.
“What are you in for?” he asked one.
“Ive got tonsilitis and Iv’e got to have my tonsils cut out,” was the answer.
“Iv’e got blood poisoning in my arm and they’re going to cut it off,” was the next patients reply. “Heavens!” cried John in horror. “This is no place for me. Iv’e got a cold in my head!

Hold a film evening by hiring a projector and making a small charge to cover costs.

HASTINGS

NURSING

Greetings Cadets,

A very peasant and instructive Doctors Lecture was held on the 29th May by Dr. Arrons. Attendances have been good and the older Cadets are going through a course of History of the Order. The new First Aid class is now well under way and they will be sitting their exam soon.

I hope to be able to arrange an enrolment evening for these Cadets after they have passed their exam. This will be the first one to have taken place in the Division.
Act. Cdt. Sup. Miss J. Glover.

AMBULANCE

AT LAST, Cadets we have our records up to date and as soon as stars and stripes come to hand they will be issued.

PROMOTIONS

Subject to these Cadets passing the necessary examinations, their promotions will be:

Cpl. T. Martin to Sergeant.
Cpl. R. Hickman to Sergeant
Pte. R. Baxter to Corporal.
Pte. J. Morgan to Corporal.
Pte. I. Mason to Corporal.

May you strive for better deeds yet.

Now a surprise! We are starting a St. John Cadet Club on Saturday evenings – Darts, Quoits, Bowls and all sorts of fun. If you are interested let me know. Good Luck – all be loyal to your Company Officers.
Cdt. Sup. Mr. Burfield.

Napier.

Napier divisions are training hard, the girls for the Dominion Competitions and the boys for their Elimination Competitions to be held on the 14th July at Napier.

It also has been a busy time for the girls who are trying to raise £100 to take them to the Dominion Competitions at Auckland.

Takapau

Takapau were blessed this month by a visit of three Hastings cadets who gave a demonstration on team work.

It is also interesting to note that “way down there” they have a combined division of boys and girls.

Their drill and discipline are marvellous.

Further hints, poems recipies [recipes] and short-stories. etc. to:-

J. Morgan
511E Queen St.
HASTINGS

Any body know what kind of fish this is. (cause I don’t)

I AM A PEARL DIVER

I am a pearl diver.

Encased in my grotesque “suit” of rubber and canvas with its heavy metal headpiece, I go down to the bottom of the sea and fish for fortunes that are hidden in oyster shells.

I risk my life every time I descend, for may be attacked by a shark, or find myself suddenly gripped by the strangling tentacles of a gaint [giant] octopus. And there is always the chance that something may go wrong with my diving-gear. Modren [Modern] equipment is magnificently made, but there is always the human element and great strain, and no one however experienced, can quite forget the risks.

No dought [doubt] you have often looked in a jeweller’s window and admired a fine necklace of pearls, or watched your mother’s pearl brooch gleaming in the firelight, but have you ever thought of the perils which I, and men like me, have to face to bring such treasures up from the watery underworld?

Not many white men become pearl-fishers, and those who do are mostly of the roving, adventure-loving sort to whom danger the spice of life. Perhaps I am one of these. Anyway, there’s something to be said for living dangerously in exciting countries.

At any rate, when I was a boy I vowed that, come what might, I would not do any kind of dull work when I grew up. I read every book about the sea and ships that I could find, and secretly I promised myself that one day I would sail away and see the world.

That day came soon after I left school.

I had the good fortune to make friends with the captain of a tramp steamer. I made a practice of going to the docks and meeting him whenever his ship came home, and he would invite me on. board. What a thrill that was, never quite equalled by later adventures.

In this way I became rapidly familiar with everything about the vessel; I was as much at home. down in the engine-room as on the bridge.

There was something even in the smell of tarred rope that sent my blood racing and made me long for the open sea, and strange distant places on the other side of the world.

Imagine my joy when one fine day my skipper friend said casually: “Why not come with me on my next trip?”

That trip was to Australia!

My mother had died when I was very young, so there was only my father’s permission to obtain. His answer was short and quick: ‘Go It’ll make a man of you”

[To be continued]

WHAT has been the worst disaster in sporting history?

This occurred at Le Mans, France, in the annual 24-hour motor race on June 11, 1955, when one of the racing cars collided with another when travelling at an approximate speed of 160 miles per hour. It leaped the barrier and exploded among the crowd, killing 82 people. What is believed to be the worst disaster in connection with a sporting event in Britain took place on March 9, 1946, at a football match at Bolton, Lancashire. Sections of the stand collapsed and 33 people were killed.