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

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THE PRESIDENT'S MESSAGE VALE ! How little meaning that word conveyed to us when it occurred in our translations! Yet now when we ourselves must say it, it seems the hardest word of all to say. To you, dear St. Xavier’s, “Quid dicam?” Is it possible to express my thoughts in words ? To you, our class owes many happy remembrances of high school life. Within your walls, we have experienced our joys and sorrows for four priceless years. You have heard our translations of Caesar, Cicero, and Virgil, and it was during our days with you that we learned the principles of French, German, and Greek ; but now we must leave them, and say, “Adieu,” to you. Before we do depart we desire to extend our heartfelt appreciation to our Right Reverend Bishop. Always on the occasion of his visits, we have received kind and excellent advice. May we girls ever follow that advice when we have started on our strange and varied paths of life. How often have we been encouraged by the unfailing interest of Reverend Father Dowling, who has been present at our special exercises. Now in what manner shall we begin to express our gratitude to you, our dear teachers, you, who have always taken such an interest in us, and who were ever ready with your kind words of cheer and encouragement. It is now that words fail us so we shall simply say, “We thank you again and again for your kindness to us.” In after years may each of you be able to look with pride on us and say, “They were my girls. I taught them.” To you, our kind Miss Dodge, must we, also, bid farewell, but not before we have tried to thank you for your great pains and faithful teaching. You were ever ready with your pleasant smile and praise. Mademoiselle Thomeson, you, also, hold a tender place in our hearts, and we realize the great patience you had on days when the restless spirit seized us. Lastly, we desire to express our appreciation of you, school-mates of St. Xavier’s, for the kind manner and deference you have ever shown us. Asa parting word, we beg that God may crown your labors and works with the greatest success. 24

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19. M-y and B-ss— go shopping. What do they intend to buy? Rain 22. Gratefully, graciously, and gracefully. Fair. ; :5. All the gold in the universe for a glance at a hook! Fourth floor. Ditto. 24. A few months more. Ditto. 2.'). We learn under what Vertebrate we come. Rain. 26. More tickets! A great success! Fair. 29. Lessons run smoothly. Ditto. 30. B-ss— gives her cure for horse’s colic. Tres ditto. April. 1. Thirteen more days and then! Tres tres ditto. 2. School two more days. Same. 5. A perfect Holy week! Idem. 6. A great success for us! Very ditto. 7. Easter vacation begins. , Sehr ditto. 13. Who has a perfect lesson? Same. 14. Holiday. Happy day! What happened at night? RAIN. 15. “How tired you all look!” I wonder why? Fair. 16. The Xavier is commenced. Ditto. 19. Nothing happens out of the ordinary. Dasselbe. 20. How did two of our members distinguish themselves? Rainy 21. Happy expectations. Fair. 30. May Day observed by anticipation. Rainier. May. 1. Pilgrimage to chapel and flowers for Our Lady. Continues. 3. We go to press. Most rainy. To be completed at the Greek Calends. Fraxces E. Cooper. 23

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My beloved classmates, you have been my companions for the four years of my high school course. How well we realize the depth of meaning in, “Years following years, steal something every day,” as now they are stealing “us from ourselves away.” In after years, dear girls, when we have found the path of duty God has ordained for us, may we follow it with all zest. May we press ever onward and upward until, reunited in an eternal school, where love and the purest of joys know no end, know no parting. Katharine Josephine Gilbane. CLASS HISTORY IN looking at our merry band of thirteen one could scarcely believe that there had ever been more belonging to this number. Nevertheless if one were to look at the register of Saint Xavier’s for 1905, he would see there recorded twenty-seven more names, all dear to the memory of our present thirteen. Yes in September of 1905 the present graduating class had reached that point which is the coveted place of a grammar school girl’s heart, the high school. With what a fixed resolve to make a success of our work, did we enter into that loved assembly room on that first morning of school! In the very beginning, the groups of strange girls—strangers to us, but familiar to the school and to each other—gathered together reviewing the past and relating to one another their adventures of the vacation, almost made us give up hope. But not for long, for our kind teacher extended a hearty welcome to us, and with her loving words our courage returned, and before we knew it we were chatting merrily, and making friends we have kept all through high school life. First came the question of what course we were to pursue. The classical seemed to hold sway, for on the next day seventeen of our number began the study of the rudiments of Latin. Fourteen preferred shorthand and typewriting to the Latin declensions, and the remaining nine followed the English course. How different everything was from our grammar