Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

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THE QUIVER 15 A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE It was on a summer day that it all happened. Billy Jackson, three eirs old. lived in the heart of a large town. Like most little boys, he was not always good and was well on the road to being spoiled by his loving parents and grandparents. One day he was naughty and his grandmother told him that she would give him to the first rag-peddler that came into the yard. That afternoon Grandmother Jackson heard the well-known cry: “Rags, bottles!’ and, forgetting the rash promise which she had made in the morning, she called the peddler because she had some things to sell h...-was some time before she noticed that her little grandson, who had been with her, had disappeared. She hurried through her business and went to see if the little boy had gone to his own home. He was not there. Billy’s mother was not alarmed, but to please his grandmother, she went to the door and called. There was no re-»ponse. Then Mrs. Jackson became frightened and the two women looked hastily in his grandmother’s house and searched every corner of the yard and of the adjoining yards. The whole neighborhood was aroused, but no one could be found who had seen Billy. As five o’clock drew near, Billy’s mother decided to notify her husband. Grandmother Jackson, tired from the search and almost distracted because it was she who had let him get out of her sight, went into her house to rest. There was a morris-chair in the parlor, so she went there to sit. The first thing she heard was a little voice saying, “Has he gone? Has he gone?’ And the lost child was discovered crouched behind the big morris-chair. The little boy, frightened by the rag-peddler and remembering the punishment which had been promised him, had sought refuge behind the big chair. It was a hot day and keeping quiet had made him feel drowsy. He had fallen asleep and had not awaked until his grandmother entered. CATHERINE M. CONNOR, 20.

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14 THE QUIVER In addition to paying for the upkeep of her troops, Canada granted war credits to the Imperial Government of $532,000,000, with which to purchase foodstuffs, munitions, e'.c. She also loaned them $200,000,-000 more. In spite of this the country was never before so wealthy. The expenditures for war purposes, up to October, 1918, were about a billion dollars. Much of this was raised by taxes. But more than men and money was needed. There was a pressing need for munitions. Canada had never been a great manufacturing country, but again she surprised herself. She supplied over 60,000,000 shells, and munitions valuing about $ 1,00c,coo,oco. She also helped in ship building, and in 1918 turned out about Sc0.000 tons of new shipping. In aircraft she not only produced about 350 planes a month, but she manned these airships. The people responded nobly to all appeals for the relief of the suffering. They gave generously to the Canadian Patriotic Fund, which looks after the wives, children, and dependents of the men at the front; to the Red Cross; to the Belgian Relief Fund; and for the military work done by the Y. M. C. A. The Canadian troops were regular demons in their attack. When the future of humanity was at stake, they were glad that, as part of the British Empire, they were allowed to be a factor in the great world struggle. The Germans expected them to stay out and could not realize why they went in. At first the boys were influenced only by patriotic reasons, but they soon came in contact with German brutality and their feeling became vastly deeper and more intense. The following is one incident which intensified their feeling: Lieutenant Holt of Winnipeg returned on leave of absence, and brought with him as a souvenir a little doll. In one of the early days, his regiment was forced back by the enemy through a Belgian village. He stopped at a small house to ask directions, and a little girl of about seven ran out and gave him her doll, saying. “Please take my dolly to a safe place.” To please her he took it. Next day the Canadians recaptured the village, and he at once went to see how the child had fared. He found her lying across the threshold, dead, killed by a German bayonet. It has been no selfish struggle, and like the people of the United States, Canada had nothing to gain. She, like us, sought no territory, no indemnity, no advantage; but, nevertheless, was glad and proud to have been in the war. The United States and the British Empire have been helping each other in this great struggle, and will continue, we trust, through the centuries to come, giving mutual aid and strength The Germans have succeeded in unifying the Anglo-Saxon world. DOROTHY MOWRY, ’19.

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16 THE QUIVER OUR “HIKE” “Don’t you think it would be a good idea to have a ‘hike’ during ;he vacation?” These words started the plan to visit Stanley Mowry’s farm in Primrose. On the morning of April 2, a party of twenty-five, with every class in W. H. S. represented, met at, and around, Court Square, firmly re solved to make the hike,” although the day was damp and rather cold. The party was delayed because of the absence of a chaperon, but finally he latter appeared and soon all were ready to start. The “hikers” started up Front Street at the rate of persons on the way to a fire. Everyone was happy and full of “pep.” We travelled in and out of back yards and wood yards, across brooks and through swamps, until finally we reached Union Square at the beginning of Greenville Road. By th:s time the party was tired and was content to jog slowly along. The “hikers” were stretched out to a distance of a hundred yards along the road. Those interested in botany followed closely in the footsteps of Miss M— to learn everything possible about every little touch of nature, asking her, “What is this?” and “How does this get that way?” and similar questions for the purpose of furthering their botanical education. Others, the majority of whom were male, were in advance of the “back to nature group, and were interested only in chasing dogs or chickens and emitting much of the extra energy acquired during the strenuous winter term. But there was yet another group, comprising both male and female, who seemed to be interested in nothing except each other. This group, naturally, brought up the rear of the party. (I was not in this group.) Thus the “hikers” wended their way down Greenville Road in three divisions. We tramped along until about 11 45, when somebody started ;' e cry, “I'm hungry.” Suddenly the entire party became terribly hun gry because one person had told them they were. We kept on our way, however, for thirty minutes more until finally we reached our destination. Immediately upon our arrival, lunch boxes were opened and everyone was surprisingly quiet for about half an hour. We walked about “Stan’s farm for about thirty minutes. During this time the cows were disturbed, the pigs forced to send forth their best nasal efforts, and the chickens compelled to issue forth to the pleasing accompaniment of the shrieks of our “dignified Seniors.” A few pictures of the entire group and of individuals were taken, and finally it was decided to start for home.