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"LETTING THE CAT OUT OF THE BAG" POPULAR SONGS OF THE 20's and 30's Most of us can remember an occasion when we have blurted out some comment, and in the long awkward silence which followed, realized that we "let the cat out of the bag". Here are two derivations of the expression. When flogging was an accepted form of punishment on naval vessels, the unfortunate recipient-to-be was chained between two of the cannon below-decks, given a length of rope, and compelled to make his own cat-o-nine-taiIs. The lash was then placed in a red bag, to be let out for the flogging. The second derivation is the more likely one. At the country fairs, live piglets were frequently sold. If a farmer thought a customer looked sufficiently dense, he providecia bag into which he slip^axat instead of the pig. If the customer walked away without looking, he had bought a pig in a poke. But if he checked his merchandise, "he let the cat out of the bag." The cover is from a menu of the "Sea Princess" on a Mediterranean cruise. WEST VANCOUVER NOSTALGIA - Ted Sewell My first visit to West Vancouver was in the fall of 1920, when our Sunday school teacher of St. Marks, Kitsilano, brought about a dozen of us over one Saturday afternoon. (Those were the days when the work week was S’/a days.) Our teacher, Mr. Bouts, had parents who lived on the water front at sixteenth street. The boys all changed into gym-shorts, and two of them went ahead up the side of the hill leaving a trail of bits of paper. The rest of us had to try to follow the trail. The game was called "Hare and Hounds". We hounds did not catch the rabbits but one small boy managed to twist his ankle coming down one of the creek beds. I carried him the rest of the way "piggy-back". On the way down, I managed to find the old shingle-bolt refuse burner just west of the old high school (the present Y.M.C.A. building on Inglewood. Naturally by this time it was getting dusk, so after a few minutes getting warm, we finished the trail --tired but quite happy. Bert Bouts is now living in West Vancouver and like the rest of us, has put on years. Brang Upham, our vice-president, brought aJbng to the last meeting a pile of sheet music which goes back to the days of our youth. This served as a reminder that Ted Sewell had remembered many of the songs he used to sing. How many of these do you remember? Can you write the second line for: All alone, All Good Friends "A" , Your‘re Adorable Ain't we Got Fun? Always Bless Them A11 Because I Love You California Cecilia Down on the Farm Five Foot Two For Old Times Sake Hello, Hello, Who's Your're Lady Friend I Miss My Swiss 1 Want a Girl I'm Bringing Home the Bacon I'm Always on the Outside If You Knew Susie I'm the Shiek of Araby I'm looking Over I've Never Seen a Straight Bananda K-K-K-K- Katy Knees Up, Mother Brown Let's All Seen Like the Birdies Sing Michigan M-a-m-rn-y Margie Nothing Could Be Finer... Peggy O'Neill Put Your Arms Around Me, Honey