THE PEIRA-CAVA SKI COMPETITION

Left: On the track, before the competition. -

To the right,
top: The departure of the Alpine Hunters;
In the center: In front of the Hotel of Mr. and Mrs. DALLO.
in the center: The departure of the Ladies;
bottom: The departure of the Juniors.

(1) The DALMASSO brothers: 1st and 2 seniors; in the center: Mr. T. DALMASSO, president of the Limonèse Club of Nice.-
(2) Sergeant X…
(3) Miss HENNING, winner of the ladies category.
(4) Right: PAUL JANEL, junior winner; in the center: FARAUT, 1st of the toddlers; left: PH. JANEL, 2 of the juniors.
(5) Mr. BOUGER, of the C. A. F.

The Peira-Cava ski competition ended on Monday morning. The luge events were a great success with more than fifty competitors.

On this occasion, we are publishing here with pleasure the poetry of Mr. René d'Helbingue, which the author dedicates to the Chevalier de Cessole, the "soul" of the Club-Alpin.

The Ballad of the “Alpine Club”
To Mr. Knight Victor de Cessole
Happy are the cold winter residents
Along the forgiving sea
Where the wave, with pretty blue tones
Gets golden, shiny or silver!
Under this changing light
Idleness, sweet to the rapine,
Is an intelligent fairy:
Long live our dear Alpine Club!

On the flanks of the glorious Castle,
With a conquering build,
The Old Town of the ancestors
Filled with a vibrant crowd;
However, Phyllis and Dorante
On whom love laid its grasp,
Run the fragrant countryside:
Long live our dear Alpine Club!

The Alps lace the skies,
And on the winding lace,
The radiant Mountaineers,
Despite the bag, taunt the slope!
Under their feet, the rock is burning
But each of them is a "rabbit"
To the supple legs of Atalanta:
Long live our dear Alpine Club!

Princess at the Lazy Bay
Where your cheerful face is painted,
Nice, repeat, sparkling:
Long live our dear Alpine Club!

RENÉ D’HELBINGUE.