St Francis Xavier Academy - Xavier Yearbook (Providence, RI)

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24 THE XAVIER CLASS SONG I Thirteen girls and three are we, Joyous and frolicsome, full of glee: A happier class, there never could be Then our band of thirteen plus three. Alas ! Alas ! we oft did say,— Our pranks will out, we soon shall pay For all our breaks, for gala day,— We must reform,—’Tis S. X. A. Refrain Sweet Sixteen ! the links that tie Future days with days gone by. Dear St. Xavier’s, love untold Dwells within our chain of gold. II But as we sit, and laugh, and sigh. We see old Father Time go by: We try to hide from his stern eye But no, his sign means, part,—good-bye. St. Xavier’s, to us all so dear. Our refuge loving and sincere: We leave thee with a smile and tear, Yet hope to meet year after year. Marik Kei.ton.

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THE XAVIER 23 “How much she needs a true friend and protector,’’ was his mental comment, and then and there he offered himself to be that friend and protector. Dorothy did not speak, but the light in her blue eyes told Donald that he was fully answered. At the end of June, she resigned her position and during the following August became the bride of this true-hearted, noble and unselfish young man, who knew his duty to his God and to his neighbor. They made an extended tour through Europe, visiting all the centres of interest in music, art and history. At their return a great surprise awaited Dorothy. By instructions to his lawyer, “Don” had bought his wife’s old residence, and thither they journeyed on that home-coming. Nothing had been changed, even the old servants, bowing and smiling, stood awaiting them in the hall and here taking up the golden threads of life, they spent their future, happier by far, Donald always maintained, because of the misfortune which had befallen Dorothy. Margaret Hayes.

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THE XAVIER ADDRESS TO UNDERGRADUATES lEINE armen Kinder—We, the renowned class of ’08, bid | you farewell, but before departing feel it our bounden duty to impart salutary and lasting advice, and so,—close attention, please, to the following words of wisdom. You poor inferior mortals, you who can never hope to reach the sublime standard set for you by the high and mighty “eights,” try to be all that you can and your efforts may be rewarded. We reflect with sadness, your best will never equal our worst. To those who will assay to take a higher place when we are gone, (gone only in the sense of being absent, our works must survive,) it is incumbent upon us to give lasting counsel. Hampered as you Sophomores are by an extraordinary lack of even ordinary ability, it will be difficult for you to reach even a low mark of mediocrity; but, courage, make daily efforts to overcome your childishness and do procure a remedy for that dreadful megalocephaly from which you, each and every one suffer so keenly. As to you little ones, the minor considerations, the Freshmen, we deign to include you in our parting words. Be less noisy, more like the beloved Seniors. Don’t keep the disagreeable fact before unwilling minds that in you, decorum and deportment are totally lacking. A sad condition of things in the school, which we have honored by our presence for four long years (long only for those who have been trying to circumvent us, and short, very short, for the ’o8’s who wished to accomplish so much.) Give your teachers less trouble. Don’t necessitate their having to tell you continually to follow the bright example of a certain magnificent and glorious class. Remember you are attending school not for the purpose of half holidays and amusement but for hard work and study; for my dear little children, those are the only things that will enable you to be at all like US, studious, dignified, refined and virtuous young Ladies. Juniors, your turn now. Sit up “paucis, adverte, docebo” directions about entertainments. Oh ye of little talent! Do not be disheartened in the future at the lack of enthusiam with