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 fl WHALE OF A TALE - BUT THUE Sub-ti tied ' Vancouver!" Chapman. It Could Only Happen in West Submitted by our own Jim I was out fishing with a friend off Bowen Island, when my line popped off the Down Rigger and had to come to the surface. I grabbed my Rod, thinking I had caught a Salmon and was reeling in the line when a Seagull dived on the Herring strip and caught himself with the hooks. As I was reeling him in - out of nowhere -an Eagle swooped down and made a grab at the Seagull. He must have got caught in my fish line as he couldn't take off, but instead went under the water. Now you and I know Eagles can't swim, but however, up he came and took off. The next thing I knew he had circled and came diving down with his talons outstretched and grabbed the Seagull and took off. Well, here I am, fishing fifty feet in the air, as my line, dodger and leader attached to the Seagull being towed by Mr. Eagle who is heading for the rocky shore. To save my fishing line with its dodger, which by this time were screaming out, and to save my fingers which I had wrapped so tight they were blue, I had to tightline my reel which slowed up the Eagle a little. Then my leader broke, sending the line and dodger plumetting to the water below. As I rescued the line, Mr. Eagle made it to the rocky shore, and the last we saw of him, he was having breakfast with his family atop a big fir tree. Uncanny, but true, fishing buddy, Ron as witnessed by my Lihou. No wonder so many people claim there is no fishing like the fishing in B.C. coastal waters! from WEST VAA ROTES niARCH 193^ Mr. Mitchell : What can you tell about Nitrates? me Thompson : Well -- er cheaper than day rates -- they're a lot THE THREE-MINUTE WHISTLE Tkn ^ottoiv^ng oAticle. n.2.p^yuto,d "The, We^teAty", the, 6tude,nX. neu)6papeA o{] ^eAt VancouveA HTgh School. The anJU.cle iA)cu> occasioned by a n.e-anion In the dale 0^ Issue, 195S, 0^ people icho had allend ed school In Wesl Vancoaven be{)oae 19 39. Well, here is our Westerly blowing once more. We know that this has been the Hi school publication off and on for some time. But in 1917, long before the begii ning of the Westerly, a group of young people put out the first paper in West Vancouver and we haven't heard about it. This publication was called "The Three Minute Whistle", because the ferry to Vai couver blew three minutes before leaving the Fourteenth Street pier, to warn late comers. This paper was hand-written. The articl( poems, and even want-ads were composed b^ about twenty 15 to 19 year old members o the only club in West Vancouver at the time, the Swasti;^_ Cl ub. Strictly speakii it was not a high school paper, as the students in 1917 were of age five to foui teen but they were kids of our own age. It will be of interest to see just what the teen-agers of that (no, it's not the Ice Age) did for fun. GOOD ADVICE On June 1st, 1917, the Swastika Club (Ed. note: Not a young Nazi organization, by the way) hired a truck for a picnic to Haney. The truck broke down in the middl of the highway. This event was written i in the B.C. Electric Buzzer and they saic "Next time get a bus." POPULAR SAYINGS This anecdote was only one of the humourous passages of the "Whistle". Some of the most dog-eared pages I saw were those containing the "popular sayings". Such gems as "What do you take me for?" (Ed. note: sounds familiar) "May I keep a parrot, Julius" (??) "Oh, Gee" "Hush, my foot's asleep" "What do you wish to make eyes at me for' Those were the gags that our grandparents were laughing at.