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

Text from Pages 1 - 82 of the 1922 volume:

Compliments of THOMAS F. COONEY hamper Compliments of THOMAS H. DRISCOLL r. j. macintyre sons Contractors and Builders PROVIDENCE RHODE ISLAND EUGENE F. CARROLL ROBERT J. CARROLL Robert F. Carroll Sons Funeral Directors Embalmers 677 Cranston Street La Salle Square PROVIDENCE, R. I. iCu g’allp Arai'icmu W. J. Sullivan Co. McCarthy Bros. 96 JEFFERSON STREET College Jewelry Class Pins Caterers Class Rings 873 NORTH MAIN STREET 'IMtide the Best IVay Emblems Struck from Steel Dies Wears better and longer and gives the most distinct design ST. XAVIER'S ACADEMY ofl|? Xamrr 2ff|r fear Hook of £ aiut iFrauria Xauier Araiirnuj Hu lump 6 Ebitrb liy the Oirabuatiny (Claim tatrra af iHrrrti Prumbciirc. fihube ilalanb RT. REV. WILLIAM A. LIICKEY, D. D Sr iratunt to (0ur Sigljt Stomitfo {Bishop In the spirit of love and loyalty, we thank our beloved Bishop for the gracious favor and honor of dedicating to him the sixth volume of our Year Book, “The Xavier.” His devoted and obedient children. CLASS 1922 Per SMarita G. Coughlin CONTENTS Foreword................................................ � Officials ............................................. G Editorials ............................................. Pius XI ................................................ 9 An Appreciation ........................................ 11 Personalities .......................................... 12 A Vision in Dreamland .................................. 21 Chronicle .............................................. 25 Christian and Pagan Poetry ............................. 28 Our Juniors ........................................... JO Bits of Everything..................................... 32 A World Kenowed Book .................................. 35 The Resources of Ireland .............................. 37 The Historical Voyage of the 8. X. A.................. 3!) Sohrab and Rustum Told in Prose......................... 41 “Our Poets” ............................................ 44 The Sophomores ......................................... 45 Flower Garden of 8. X. A., 1022 ........................ 4G The Freshmen .......................................... 47 “Simus Fideles” ........................................ 48 L’Allegro and 11 Penseroso ............................. 49 The President’s Message ................................ 52 Class Will ............................................. 53 La Petite Fleur de Jesus................................ 54 Social Events ......................................... 55 Medley of ’22 ......................................... 57 Lecture Course ....................................... 58 Be a Woman ............................................ 58 Alumnae Notes .......................................... 59 Finis................................................... GO A Foreword To a book that is laden with effort and aim, The future holds promise of very great fame; For hopes that were faint have now become strong, And we send forth The Xavier, a task some months long. G. C. The Xavier Page Five Class of 1922 MOTTO: '‘Simus Fideles” Class Colors Blue and White CLASS OFFICERS President, Alice G. O’Neil Secretary, Catherine J. McCann Vice President, Hope E. Scott Treasurer, Catherine A. Murphy EDITORIAL STAFF Editorin-Chief Social Editor Margaret C. Ellis Catherine McCann Assistant Editors Art Editors Regina Coutanche Anna Cox Helen McGeough Margaret Ellis Evangeline Manter BUSINESS STAFF Mu nager A saint a n ts Edna Hackett Circulating Ed it or Mary L. McCarthy Teresa L. Coyle Elizabeth Downes SOCIAL COMMITTEE Dorothy McIntyre Mary Donahue Mary Nolan PICTU RE COM MITTEE Margaret McCann Mary E. McCarthy Marcella Egan Page Six “The Xavier May 26, ’midst great cheering, waving of flags and pennants, our dearly beloved Bishop departed for the “Eternal City,” to pay his official visit to our lloly Father. During his travels, he expects to witness the famous “Passion Play in Oberainniergau,” and on his return from the Continent, he will make a short stay in Ireland. We regret his absence from our graduation exercises, but we are comforted in this, that his encouragement and holy blessing were sent in advance. That our dear Bishop may have “bon voyage” and a safe return, is the daily prayer of his devoted children, the pupils of Saint Xavier’s. Pope Benedict XV., the “Prince of Peace,” a most worthy successor of Saint Peter, surrendered his noble soul to God, January 22, 1922. The great Shepherd of Rome, undaunted by the horrors of war, was ever solicitous for the welfare of Christ’s Church and for humanity. What love and gratitude does not the whole Christian world owe to this glorious Pontiff? Proud is the Class of ’22, to link the year of its graduation from S. X. A. with the demise of Pope Benedict XV. “Requiescat in Pace.” “Requiescat in Pace.” Two further items of interest that now absorb us are the Annual Retreat and the Arbor Day Program. The Retreat, to be given by Reverend John L. Coonev, will open on May seventeenth. Father Cooney is known to us as an eloquent and unctuous speaker. We all look forward to the Retreat with very great zest. Resolutions will be the order of these days. The Arbor Day Exercises will take place on May tenth. This year we dedicate our tree to the “Pope of Peace,” Benedict XV. The Xavier' Page Keren II ...... IT “The Xavier” Pius XI. a XI) behold, I am with you all days, even to the consummation of the world.” These divine words, spoken to Saint Peter when he was made Christ’s Vicar on earth, are the infallible testimony of the life and stability of the Papacy. The guiding hand of the Holy Ghost has piloted the Bark, Peter through persecution, heresy, schism, usurpation and irreligion from the time of Saint Peter down through the ages and even to the glorious reign of our late, lamented and beloved Holy Father, Benedict. XV. Now that the smoke of battle has cleared away, all men avow that the Holy See maintained justice and charity in its dealings with the contending hosts; the world appreciated Benedict XV and realized that lie guided the Papacy in dark and difficult days. God saw tit to bring his reign to a close and to give, in his place, one whose election was a subject of international interest. When, from the Sacred College came the announcement “Habemus ponti-licein—We have a pontiff, Pius XI. formerly Ilis Eminence, Cardinal Achille Ratti,” not only the two hundred thousand people who stood expectantly without, rejoiced, but likewise the whole Catholic world. And when the newly-elected Pontiff came out to give his blessing to his assembled children, their enthusiasm and joy increased, for he bestowed his first apostolic Benediction from the exterior balcony overlooking the Square of Saint Peter’s. This is the first time, since the separation of the Church and State, that the Pope has given his blessing from the loggia of the basilica. The act seems to signalize that he believes in the policy of peace, restoration, and harmonious relations with the Quirinal. The eleventh Pius does not belong to the nobility of Italy. His father. Francisco Ratti, a silk spinner, was able to give all his children a good education; but, because of his unusual capacity for learning, Achille was especially favored. He received his first training from Don Guiseppe Voluntieri, a priest who conducted a private school in Deseo. Under the venerable teacher, Achille Ratti advanced greatly in both secular and spiritual education. At the age of ten, he became conscious of his vocation to the altar and consequently he passed to the seminary of St. Peter the Martyr, where he greatly distinguished himself. He next spent two years in the seminary of Monza and a third year at the college of San Carlo in Milan. Three years more were passed at the Seminario Maggiore, whence, by the order of the Archbishop of Milan, lie was sent to Rome to be a pupil of the Collegio Lombardi, with a scholarship to continue his studies at the1 Gregorian University. Tin- Xavier Page Niue He was ordained in 1879 and celebrated his first Mass at the tomb of Saint Peter. He had obtained at the university the three Doctorates in philosophy, theology, and canon law. When he returned to his native diocese, he became professor of theology in the episcopal seminary, but in 1886 the late Monsignor Ceriani, the librarian of the Ambrosian Library in Milan chose him for his assistant. So successful was his work that in 1907 when tin Monsignor died. Father Ratti was placed in charge of the library. He devoted much of his time to the thorough study of ancient and modern languages, to the contribution of various articles to the press, and to the preservation and restoration of old manuscripts. In 1915 our late Holy Father honored him by appointing him to the charge of the Vatican Library. But his life was not to be spent among books and manuscripts. He was to be drawn into the midst of the chaos and politics of a world at war. Suddenly, in April 1918, he was dispatched to Poland to act as Apostolic Delegate. In this devastated country, and also in Silesia where the tyranical Russian authorities had suppressed Catholicism to a great extent, he effected harmonious relations between the Church and Poland. At the re-establishment of the Papal Nunciature in Warsaw in 1919, Benedict XV made him Nuncio to Poland and titular Archbishop of Lepanto. His extensive and heroic labors in their country has endeared him to the great mass of Poles. The late Pope was so pleased with his work that he elevated him to the Cardinalate and made him Archbishop of his native city, Milan, in June 1921. Thus he had been Cardinal less than eight months when he became the two-hundred and sixtieth successor of Saint Peter. The story of his life gives assurance that he will face with the predicted “Fides Intrepida tin- problems that are sure to confront him. He has already proven his undauntedness by his remarkable achievements in mountain-climbing. His energy, his erudition, his diplomacy, his piety, and his love of peace will undoubtedly be great accessories to him as Sovereign Pontiff. Nevertheless, it is incumbent on us, his children, to pray for him that his Pontificate may be marked by the same characteristics which made that of his predecessor so glorious—its impartiality, its zeal, and its moral enlightenment. Vivat Pius XI ad multos annos! —Margaret Ellin “May He support us all the day long, till the shades lengthen, and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done! Then in His mercy may He give us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at tin- last!” —Ca rdinal New hi a n Page Ten The Xavier An Appreciation We take this opportunity of expressing our gratitude to all those to whom we are indebted for the publication of The Xavier. Our debt, indeed, is to our dear teachers and we thank them sincerely for their untiring interest in our work. Our benefactors and advertisers have our hearty thanks for the assistance so generously given us. May the ('lass of 1922 be as fortunate as we, when it publishes its “Year Book.” In life's vicissitudes, “Sinius Fideles,” our motto—let us, the Class of 1922, be faithful and true to the principles inculcated during our academic school life. Faithful to duty in every detail means fidelity to God, to man, and to self—yes, to self, for quoting from “Hamlet,” we have: “This above all,—to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then he false to any man.” The Xavier Page Pleven ,3‘ Personalities Ay Anna Enbabeth Alchorn 44 Benevolent Street •'7’ ic measure of one's life is in the well • (. spending of it. Anna joined us in the third year and we are sorry she was not here longer. She is a quiet, 11 nsel fish girl and is an active member at all of o u r social events. Some day will find her an efficient nurse; it is her ambition. Best wishes, Anna, and don’t forget the Class of ’22, if need be, in your ministrations. Estelle ('onstance Caulfield 444 Carpenter Street “Fine milliners are the mantle of fair minds. “And who is this auburn hai red .Miss that is coming to join us today?” This is the question that each of us asked when in our Junior year Estelle joined ns. W e have f o u nd her a pleasant and loving companion and the possessor of the sterling qualities we admire in a girl. She revels in Latin scansion. (In trude Marie Cogan 486 Friendship Street From our own selves our joys must flow. Gertrude entered the portals of S. X. A. under the weight of a great red ribbon hair bow and a smiling face, a smile that has not come off with time; but the “hair bow”—alas!! Her studies never mar her pleasures, but sometimes Reports” do. Gertrude is never reproved for talking too loud. May time bring all good to her. Regina Catherine ('outanehe 281 Williams Street “Ce i ue voils faites. faites blent If we were to detail all of Regina’s qualities, it would be a volume well worth reading. Everything about Regina is pleasant and agreeable; she is an earnest and quiet student. Cheerful and ever thoughtful Regina has won the greatest love and esteem of the girls of “’22.” French seems to he her favorite stu d y. X’est-ce pas, Regina? Kathleen Veronica Collins fi Furnace Street . Courage, Sincerity and Truth. By these attributes we know Kathleen. a tall, fair-haired member of our Commercial division. Everyone admires her for he able disposition. H e r favorite studies are Phonography and Spanish. If we judge the future by the present, an envi-a h 1 e p o s i t i o n awaits Kathleen. ’22 of S. X. A. is p r o u d of her. Luck! luck! luck! i calm and ami- TIk Xavier' - Jy' Page Tie el vc Teresa Lucia Coyle 40 Bradford Street “Strength in uour hand, courage in your heart. and truth interested in all topics. ever on your tips. Here i s o u r Teresa M a v o u r-neen. A volume, brimful of Irish Imagery, might easily be written about h e r. She likes French and Spanish, but il is “ � a e I i c” t h a t claims most of her attention. She is current and Irish Anna Mane Cox 31 Wisdom Avenue The sweetest music in the world is that of the human roiee. Anna is one of the musical lights of oui class. Often sin has e n t e r-tained us with her sweet voice especially in our programmes. Her artistic talents have won due appreciation : an adept in drawing, clever in languages, especiii French. Latin and Marita Qenerieve Coughlin 303 Wickenden Street An- effort made for the happiness of others lifts us ahorc ourselves. Cleary School sent Marita for four happy years to St. Xavier’s. She is one of those loyal girls always ready to help others. Her favorite study is phonography i n which she is one of the leaders. Most fort u nate would be tin employer who would have this young lady as stenographer; Marita, however, is thinking of College, where we vouch for her success. Martf Frances Donahue 111 Benefit Street, Pawtucket, K. I. Not better than the best, but better than the rest.99 Here is our physical culture leader who took out her telescope in September, 11)20, and saw the merits of S. X. A. from Pawtucket. She is a favorite amongthe girls and teachers. Mary is astronomy wise. “Orion and his Dog have nocturnal delights for her. We peep not into her lift to he, but wish her well. Elizabeth Oecelia Don nes Hast Street “Laugh and the world laughs with you.” Allow im to introduce to you one of the most popular girls of '22, our Bessie, with her winning smile and big blue eyes. Bessie studies Chemistry and sin is an expert in ex-p e r i ments. Her future plans are not known but we venture a guess. College? Are we right? “The Xavier” Page Thirteen Catherine Hope Dowling 95 Doyle Avenue - JI ''I 04 “dive to tlir world the best non hare, nml the best will come hnek to non. Elizabeth Frances Duff) „ . O - • v Riverpoint, R. T. -oy “Home. Sweet Home.” Hope is one of the early birds of our class. She believes in the old saying. “He who perseveres will win.” Her ability as a Spanish student and as a typist show that she is right in her belief. Frequently she entertains dull class moments with her ready wit. We all admire her pleasing disposition. Readers, in e e t Miss Hetty. Now that- you are acquainted, let us tell you something about this little lady. She comes in from Riverpoint ach morning and he train is always to blame for her tar dines s. Bessie is a happy and cheery girl; she never allows study to interfere with her pleasure. Mart Elizabeth Durkin 97 Oxford Street •tloml thimjs ore done up in small packagee. Mary is loved by all her classmates. She came to us four years ago. When sonic of the girls met her, they thought that she was looking for a Kindergarten and came to S. X. A. by mistake—the idea! Mary is a real S. X. A. girl, and what she lacks in size she makes up in intellect. You should hear her translate Spanish; she is one of our fine pianists, too, and lends herself at all times most willingly. Marcella Mari Egan ,JJ -rici'ley. R. I. “Malteration is the silken slrini runninu throu'nh the pearl chain of all virtues.” We introduce you to Marcella, who is one of the most studious of our girls and excels in languages. Her gentle and dignified bearing speak her worth louder than w o r d s of ours. Every morning the Berkeley train brings Marcella from her quiet little town into the rush and push of city life. Margaret Ce,celia Ellis :ifi t ansham 'Uoivct “In Inminc too ridebimus lamin'' The picture of a student who upholds the intellectual reputation of 1!)22. She loves languages and clothes the most obscure whether in Latin, French or Spanish with c h a r m i n g simplicity of diction. Artistic, too. See her etchings in the “Xavier.” u passages “The Xavier” Page Fourteen n Margaret Mary doubling 2r East Street • ■ . . “Vo (hni shall pass without n (teed to crown it.” This pleas ant girl comes from “Cleary” and is kind and ready on all occasions to do for others; she sets the pace for ns i n unselfishness, but do we always follow? The commercial world will “stop, look and listen” on closer contact with Margaret. Elisabeth Catherine Greene 99 Sheldon Street “ “To he good in the Mother of to do good.'' Elizabeth is a St. Joseph’s girl strongly r e p r e-sen ted in our class. W h e rever merriment presides she is one of the happiest partakers. We know that Elizabeth will astonish her business friends with her aptness and dexterity in phonography and typewriting. Best wishes of the class follow yon Elizabeth in your commercial career. ■Ialia Evangeline llarnedy 44 Sum mitt Street I heart to alow for others (joint. Coming to us in the second year, Julia was a welcome addition to our class. Since then she has remained staunch and true. She is a member of the English- French course, but her favorite study is Chemistry. Julia does not tell us her ambition for the future, but we hope all that is worth having awaits her. JU� Edna Dorothy llaekett ■■ sso Atwells Avenue “Still in thi right hand carry gentle yeacc. Yes, you guessed right, it is Edna. Edna is an American Ace. for in her third year, this little lady touched the heavenly peak, 100%. As business manager of t h e “_Y a r i e r” great credit is due her. At luncheon periods she is always willing when one asks her to “1 e a d” in t h e graceful art, dancing. Best wishes, Edna. Marie Louise Keefe 170 Academy Avenue The secret of success is constancy of purpose A pensive young lady is Marie. She came to S. X. A. just in time to share with ns the name of “Juniors.” She has shown herself a diligent student. Xo one knows her future plans, but perhaps she will study anatomical chemistry a n d discover a new embalming fluid which, we are sure, will bring her both wealth and fame. - 2— “The .Xavier' Page Fifteen Mori Fra neex Keith 135 Hazael Street Who tons Courtesy. reaps Friendship. Ay ties Rita Mahon Edgexvood, R. I. ' “Modesty seldom resides in n heart that is not enriched irilh nobler virtues. W li c n M a r y came to S. X. A., we were quick to recognize that we had in her a congenial classmate and a good student. .Mary has a beautiful voice and lias always been a help to us in our programmes. She is gifted with a sunny disposition and has the reputation among 11s of “Honor Pupil.” Agnes has been with u s during our four years at S. X. A., and has persevered in the commercial department. She is an actress of no little talent, a s she has proved in many of our plays. In a few years Agnes will be big enough to take a position as stenographer and we wish her the best of luck. --C C- P[_ Fra 11 eline Anna Mouter 32 Remington Street, Pawtuxet, R. I. r .-1 beautiful eharaeler is an envied possession. Here we have our only representative of Pawtuxet. She may well be considered one of the deep thinkers of our class, always wanting to know the “w h y s” and “wherefores.” By her gracious manner she has won a Itorothi Sarah Marlnt re 6 Fairoaks A ‘Mr cut cclurc art cm place in the hearts of her teachers and companions. She is a talented musician and her sweet “Alleluias” will always haunt us. We predict for her a place in the rank of Alma Gluck. Asia Catherine Louise Maekinney m Karm Streetft tJ m. - ‘‘i tile grows tinder difficulties.” Dorothy is one of our true “blues,1”'' a real favorite with us, ready at all times to sacrifice herself to our pleasure. Being an excellent pianist she is much sought at the intermission period when d a n c ing is in order. Our physic a 1 culture teacher, Mrs. Isabelle A. O’Neill, a p p r e c iates her as a good tiniest. -Louise's favorite study is English; her oral themes delight ns; she has a sweet voice and gracious presence. Taking Louise ensemble she is a good student, but pleas ures have a fair c o n s i d e r at ion. Louise h a s specialties all her own. Faye Sixteen “The Xavier” £ e Marij Elizabeth McCarthy ■ Young Avenue He who Inborn, conquer . If the old proverb “Silence is golden” holds true Mary must own a gold mine, for she is one of the few who can boast of overcoming that most difftculthabii of keeping the rule of silence. Mary is an earnest scholar and her recitations always interest us. At report time, we all envv her calmness. Anna Elizabeth McElroy 159 Ocean Street Pensive and quid is she, but still bun n heart that is eager for spirit. Anna has gained many friends in S. X. A. by her calm and genial disposition. She has all the quali-ties of a conscientious unassuming student and sets a true value on time. She leaves behind her a record which shows consistent application and industry Latin is her hobby. Mr Mary Lou 100 Cleveland Street. 44Every mome McCarthy Pawtucket, R. nt pot den. Mary is surely a valuable asset, clever and studious. Many times does she come to our aid and straighten out the crooked lines that confront her less fortunate classmates. She delights in languages. We love to listen to her translations. “Esther” and “Athalie” are her favorites. “Bon Voyage,” Mary, on your road to greater heights. is dent and a able friend, serious and Margaret Mary McCann 12 Quince Street 'Persevere to the end. for nothing pained without effort. Margaret is a conscientious stu-very agreeable and lov-While she looks very thoughtful, she enjoys f u n, a n d h e r hearty laugh at one o f Teresa’s (?) may be heard sounding from one end of the lunch table to the other. Margaret’s favorite study is Latin. 4 Helen Augustina MeCough 76 Camp Street 44To me more dear congenial to my heart one native charm than alt the gloss of art. Helen is one of tin 100% girls. It is not easy to tell in just what study she excels, but we venture to say it is French, for in “nos causeries” she stands No. 1 we all agree. Helen i s also a good “gym” leader. Because of her loving disposition she holds a spacious c o rner in t h e hearts of herclass-mates. “The Xavier” Page Seventeen 't L Catherine Johanna McCann ■17 L andor Street To persevere is to succeed.” Catherine is not only the secretary of our class, hut site is also the secretary of courtesy, h a p p i ness, and knowledge. Site is an excellent typist, and an accurate s t enogra-pher. “To Persevere is to Succeed” is her motto. The girls of the class are fortunate to have such an amiable its trade “pal.” Earnest effort has mark on whatever she does. ft s?2f Madeline Alice Mulgrcto 4S Koscflnlc Street , ' V “She is fair, kind and apt. with a blessed disposition.” Madeline entered St. Xavier’s in her fourth year, and her one regret is that she did not come earlier. She has proved her ability as an essayist by her creditable work in the “Irish Essay Contest.” When Madeline's voice is heard in recitation the class sits up and takes notice, notable in Astronomy. v. Catherine Anna Murphy Edgewood, R. I. f , “A Ii iht heart lives long. Come, girls, pay your dues, and we do pay. Yes, Catherine is “Treasurer” of ’”2 in more senses than “dimes.” Treasurer of smiles and cheery glances, sure cure for those ultra-marine moods we sometimes experience. Treas- urer, too, of stored up knowledge dealt out unsparingly to us as occasion demands. Latin and Versification are her choice studies. Catherine is a favorite because she is kind and apt, with a sweet disposition. Mary Eleanor Nolan 608 Wickenden Street “A I if lit heart liven long Though Mary likes study, especially Spanish, she misses no fun. When you hear a burst of laughter at the end of the hall at luncheon time it is very often at one of her jokes. She is a very fine pianist and ever ready to entertain. Music is to be her future work. Anne Agatha Xeilan Hast Greenwich “One heart, one way. Anna is one of our many happy girls, with a contagious smile and a pleasant “good morning for every one. She was welcomed to S. X. A-� in her third year from East Green-w i c li Academy, whose loss we early realized was our gain. Spanish and French are her specialties, but her aim is to be a music teacher. Page Eighteen •The Xavier” Alice (inirude O'Neil 665 Broad Street Men acquit in arduis.” Alice always wears a sunny expression, tlio’ one would think her responsibilities as president would rouse some wry 1 o o k s betimes. Possessed of all the lovable qualities that make up loveliness, we are proud of our mentor, notably at the class meetings, where sometimes (?) s arise. f Mildred Helen Power 246 Norwood Avenue “A willing worker. Yes, you guessed right. This is Mildred. If you don’t k n o w her, just i to a nine a girl with brown curly, —shall I say it?— bobbed hair with eyes that correspond, eyes frequently bent on mischief. Mildred loves dancing and an all-round good time, but be not misled; pleasure never interferes with her duties. Latin is one of her pet studies. One Dorothi Dolores Roegner Sorrento Street f touch of nature makes the whole world kin St. Xavier's looked so good to Dot that she deserted riassical for it and has been with us for a year. Dot’s gracious manner and winning smile are two prominent characteristics of her charming personality. Music is one of her accomplishments, and because of her pleasing voice it would not at all surprise us if she should some day be numbered among the musical geniuses of Providence. Hope Elizabeth Scott May (Serfrude Sheridan 146 Wood Street ” t 242 Morris Avenue Hope elevates, and jog brightens. “Smile ana the world smiles with you. Our Vice President, a true exponent of amiability and cheerfulness, has greatly endeared herself to her class, especially in her official capacity. She is a very happy girl and spends herself for others’ happiness as well. Hope likes Astronomy for more reasons than star gazing. May G. is our prize sunbeam. Every morning her merry smile and gracious mien greet us from the rear seat. She is a real favorite. French is her infatuation; she is head and heels in love with i t, n’est-ce p a s, M a y ? a n d m v Stars! what about Astronomy! May always aimed high. •The Xavier” Page Nineteen AsU MarV Mteobeth Mm Helen E 19 Squanto Street '° ' 82 Caro Never trouble trouble and trouble'll never trouble you. tta Sullivan Carolina Avenue To look on the bright side is to look on the right side of life Mary’s reputatioi in phonography i M a r y c o m e s fro in a “b i g town;” in other words WanskuckJ Laugh as you will, it is big in its quietness and repose; it is very big to Mary, for it is her home, and on t li a t s c o l e w e agree with her. i as a real student phenomenal. Helen is a generous and unselfish girl, loves music, dancing, and the luncheon period. Look again; no, her hair is not a la mode. Phonography is her favorite study and as a typist she stands high. Catherine Cert rude Walsh 3 h Jewett Street “Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends Here is Catherine, one of the most pleasing and graceful girls that ever entered St. Xavier's Academy. Her teachers as well as her classmates love her because of her kindly disposition. Catherine's favorite study is pho- nography and she is a prodigy in her transcriptions. We know there is a prominent position waiting for her as a typist and stenographer. Take our best wishes with you, Catherine. “The thoughts that absorb us are the thoughts that form us. AN ACROSTIC i Four happy years we have enjoyed, And quickly they have flown; Recall we now in memory, Each day with cares unknown; With courage, faith, and constancy, Each girl will do her part. Loyal to Alma Mater, dear, Love’s tribute from her heart. —Alice O'Neil Page Twenty uThe Xavier” A Vision in Dreamland I T was late one afternoon in early June, 1932, one of those beautiful days that the poet has described in the words that follow: “Oh. what is so rare as a day in June, Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays.” J These verses, learned long ago at school, still haunted my memory! A gentle rippling of a brook at my feet seemed to whisper of those days, happy days! All surrounding things tended to put me in a gentle slumber and Morpheus was not slow to embrace me. One by one the beautiful pictures came, filling my heart with joy because of the success achieved by my classmates of ’22. On the porch of a lovely home in Cambridge sat three old friends. Evangeline Manter, Dorothy MacIntyre, and Marie Keefe, eagerly planning their trip to Europe for the following day; Evangeline, beginning her concert tour with Dorothy, as accompanist, and Marie to get the blessing of the Pope before building a Refuge for Homeless Roys and Girls! A few streets distant was a college for young ladies. At a desk in one of the large recitation halls was Margaret Ellis, as serious and quiet as ever, busily engaged in correcting Latin papers, for she was now famous as a professor of the “Dead Language.” A train stood in the station all prepared for its journey to Washington. I boarded this and after some hours ride, 1 found myself in the Capitol, which was brightly lighted. Although it was evening, one little lady, Catherine McCann, Secretary to the President, was still writing at her desk, while in the next room Edna Ilaekett and Marita Coughlin were silently typewriting a message ordered by the President for publication. In a nearby building Helen Sullivan and Catherine Collins were reporting their investigations in South America for the X. C. W. C. “The Xavier” Page Twenty-One While walking to my hotel, I met Mrs. Tabor (Gertrude Cogan) who greeted me very pleasantly, for we Imd not met since her wedding six months before. “Why, how are you, Regina, what an you doing in Washington?” she asked. • 1 am very well,” 1 replied, “I am enjoying a trip through the United States. I leave for New York to-morrow.” Isn't that a coincidence! I'm going, too, to New York to-morrow by automobile. Could you plan to come with me? she questioned. “Oh, yes! 1 thank you, I would like it very much. “Well, that is settled. I’ll see you at nine in the morning,” Gertrude replied. At precisely nine o’clock we left Washington. After an invigorating ride, during which I learned that Teresa Coyle was in Ireland on her long wished-for visit, after having worked hard as President of the Gaelic School. When we reached New York, Gertrude left me at my apartment, after having exacted a promise that I would come to see her soon. That evening, feeling lonesome, I wanted to divert my thoughts a little, so I decided to go to a concert. My lonesomeness disappeared as if by magic, when I heard Anna Cox and Dorothy Koegner singing a duet. It sounded inspiring even to my untrained ears. On leaving the hall, 1 saw the sign. Misses Power and Keith, Artists. After a long flight of stairs. I found their studio. They were just finishing a picture of Louise Mackinnev, who had been their model for many weeks. While walking along West 81st Street, I noticed a hall from which there were issuing sounds of familiar music. I entered and recognized Estelle Caul field and Mary Donahue teaching dancing and pantomines to a class of graceful little girls. The girls of '22 must have conceived a liking for New York, for in the same building 1 found Mary L. McCarthy and Helen McGeough, famous chemists, trying a new experiment. I continued my walk, not over impressed by the beauties of Broadway at night but dreaming (if my more quiet home town, Providence, when I was startled by shrill cries and knew there had been an accident. Fortunately, the New York Surgery was near, and soon two kind nurses, whom I recognized to be Anna Alchorn and Margaret Goulding, carried the little injured boy to the accident ward. The next morning 1 left New York for Chicago. Whom should I meet in the station in Chicago but Alice O’Neil and Hope Scott the former, Dean of Providence College for Women, and the latter, famous as a violinist. They told me that they had been visiting Margaret McCann and Madeline Mulgrew, “The Xavier” Pa ye Tin iily Tiro Sisters of Mercy in the new Convent in Chicago. Later in riding hy one of Chicago's beautiful residences, I saw Catherine Murphy sitting under the shade of a beautiful pine tree, writing the conclusion of her story, “The Trials of a Freshman.” I alighted and stopped to talk over old times with her. From Chicago I went to Nevada, and here, way in the Middle West, I encountered Catherine Walsh, Catherine Walsh no longer, but the wife of the famous Doctor Charles Hawkins. My last stop was at San Francisco, California. Just outside the city is situated a very pretentious looking estate. The house was surrounded by trees covered with luscious oranges. In a little playhouse belonging to her daughter Mary, Mrs. Weston, (Bessie Downes), and her two confidants, Mary Nolan and Elizabeth Greene were talking. Mary and Elizabeth had taken a vacation from their Business School to pay a visit to Bessie and to be with her on her fifth wedding anniversary. On the return trip to Providence, the train was scheduled to make a short stop at Chattanooga, but it delayed much longer than we expected. I went into the Chattanooga Public Library. Who should be the Librarian but Mary E. McCarthy! She didn’t know me at tirst but after a few seconds said: “Kegina, you’re the first person I’ve seen from home for a year.” Instead of reading we talked over the past until it was time for my train. I was delayed once more, but was amply rewarded for the delay. While passing through Salem. 1 met Hope Dowling, a kindergarten teacher there. She wished me to remember her to all the dear girls of ’22 whom I should happen to meet. Providence, at last! It seemed too good to be true. I admitted that it really was my own city when I saw the well remembered Cathedral; everything else seemed changed. Across the street I saw the Mahon Building and in a prominent place on the first floor were the offices of Mary Shea, Mary Durkin and Agnes Mahon, proprietors of the well known Typewriting and Supply Offices of Providence. Being so near Saint Xavier’s, I was hurrying there when I met two Sis-ters of Mercy coming from school. 1 seemed to remember their faces, and as they came nearer, I recognized Marcella Egan and Julia Harnedv, or better, listers Madeline and Dorothy. Walking along Broad Street towards the convent, 1 was surprised to see the signs: Doctor Anna Neilan and Doctor Anna MeElroy. “Who would have thought it? I said to myself. I continued on my way to tin1 convent: I was overjoyed when I beheld the underfill convent and academy that had been built since my last visit. I was equally surprised when the door was opened and 1 came face to face with -'lay Sheridan, now Sister Bertha. She was talking to Betty Duffy, the phv-s,cal culture teacher at Saint Xavier’s. “The Xavier Page Turnty-Three I now began to enjoy the fragrance of sweet flowers, to listen to the murmur of a little brook, to see the rippling water sparkling in the setting sun. What could it all mean? Only that Morpheus was releasing me, and I found that my delightful trip had taken place on the bank of the little stream babbling at my feet. —Regina Coutanche “Have you ever thought that the to morrow of yesterday is the now of today?” Page Twenty-Four “The Xavier Chronicle Sept. 12. Sept. 13. Sept. 14. Sept. 16. Sept. 19. Sept. 21. Sept. 22. Sept. 24. Sept. 26. Sept. 27. Sept. 28. Sept. 29. Sept. 30. Oct. 3. Oct. 5. Oct. 7. Oct. 10. Oct. 11. Oct. 12. Oct. 13. Oct. 14. Oct. 17. Oct. 18. Oct. 20. Oct. 21. let. 25. Oct. 26. Oct. 28. Nov. 3. Nov. 4. Nov. 8. Nov. 10. Nov. 14. Nov. 15. Title of “Senior” conferred on Class of ’22. Margaret McCann is unanimously chosen “best girl” in the class. Alice O’Neil gives first oral theme. Excellent. Regina Coutanche doesn’t know who wrote “Bacon’s Essays.” Edna Hackett says. “Kip Van Winkle met ‘little’ giants.” Teresa Coyle conjugates “Falloir” throughout the preterite. Election of ’22’s officers. Our Pilgrimage Day. Juniors and Seniors granted privilege of the hall for the luncheon period and for dancing afterward!!! Anna Neilan’s theme was on the serious subject of “Divorce.” Red Letter Day. The Rt. Reverend Bishop Hickey visits the Academy. “Quality not Quantity” suggests Helen Sullivan at today’s class meeting. Anna Alehorn dances a jig with “Sam” Johnson. Three cheers for our new cloak room! Bessie Downes gets “acid” in her eye; it possibly was diluted? “Home, Sweet Home” instead of “The Swallow.” Mrs. Barr gives a talk on Maryknoll. Teresa Coyle and Madeline Mulgrew give their “French-Irish” conversation. First holiday. First singing lesson day. Physical Culture. We all hear “Ophelia” die. Class witnesses “Hamlet.” Before many spectators Miss Helen Sullivan and Miss Mary Nolan demonstrate their latest steps in dancing. At 1:30 class comes through the “Rye.” Mademoiselle Thompson gives her opinions of “Hamlet.” Mrs. Kilmer lectures. Juniors and Seniors initiated into the art of swinging clubs. May Sheridan wears her (best?) ear-rings. Johnsonian conversation. Louise Maekinney saves the day in oral themes. Bessie Downes runs a whist. Miss Cristiteh visits the Academy. The girls of Booth A give a demonstration of their dramatic genius. The .Xavier” Page Twenty-Fire Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Dec. Dec. Dec. Dec. .Tan. Jan. Jan. .Jan. Jan. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Mar. Mar. Mar. Mar. Mar. Mar. Mar. Apr. 16. Miss Teresa Coyle’s letter of resignation as Assistant Business Manager is read at the meeting. 17. There being no seats in the ball, the singing class had to make the best use of the platform, stage, and steps. IS. Annual Sale! 22. Miss Mary O’Neil, sister of our President, interested us by a talk on her trip abroad. 22. Bessie Downes receives first prize for her extraordinary efforts at the “Sale.” 4. Who broke the test tube, and nearly choked from inhaling sulphur? Why, May Sheridan, of course. 15. The Astronomy (’lass has a good excuse, for nocturnal strolls. They’re looking for “Orion.” IS. Anna Neilan names some rocks after Sister “Igneous.” 20. “Birds Christmas Carol” delights the whole school. !(. Reports!!! 12. Friday, the 12!—The rest may be guessed. 22. Reverend Father Donovan gives a lecture on Francis Thompson. 27. Hope Scott insists upon asking why she cannot pick up “Mercury.” 21. Archbishop Dowling visits the class. Ask Margaret Kllis. 1. Bessie Downes assists in making ice in the “lab,” but fails to dem- onstrate its use. 2. Julia Harnedy wears her hair up!! 7. Mary Donahue suggests a trip to the moon with a “ham” as a companion. 12. Mildred Power gives a new pronunciation to the words “aristocracy and “democracy.” 21. The class presents the Signing of the Declaration of Independ- ence.” 22. Mary Nolan purchases a ham sandwich without h-a-ni. 25. Without a ripple! Seniors! 2. Louise Mackinney discusses the battle (?i of Valley Forge. 7. Mary Donahue and Marie Keefe are our champion glass-etchers. 10. Alice O’Neil. Mildred Power, Mary Donahue. Estelle Caulfield take the honors in dancing. 12. A new form of explosion tried and proved in our laboratory. It is very powerful; it sent Hope Scott and Bessie Downes into----, and broke Madeline Mulgrew’s shoe string. 10. A programme for “Patrick’s Day.” 20. Betty Duffy explains a pencil’s use. 21-20. Nothing but-----“Essays!!” 4. Father O'Brien lectures on “Mother McAuley.” Magnetic speaker. Tin Xavier' Page Twenty-Six Apr. 5. Apr. 10. Apr. 19. Apr. 25. Apr. 26. Apr. 27. Apr. 28. May 1. May 2. May 3. May 4. May 5. Tin “astronomers” visit “Ladd Observatory,” where they receive the courteous attention of Mr. Currier. Dorothy Roegner is succeeding in her position as “The Lighter of Bunsen Burner.” Helen Sullivan tells the class how to know a barber shop. Mademoiselle gives a conundrum en francain. We bid “Bon Voyage” to our beloved Bishop. May Sheridan receives severe (?) burns on her tongue. She must have been drinking Nitric Acid! Holiday through the kindness of our Bishop. Pilgrimage to the Chapel in honor of our Blessed Mother. Reports!! “Cap. Veneno” utters his first term of endearment. Codas!! Mildred! Inspiring! “The Xa vier” goes to Press. Voila !! Page Twenty-Seven “The Xavier Christian and Pagan Poetry there is a vast difference. Pagan poetry is clouded by a dark shadow of gloomy despair, while Christian literature is brilliant with the beams of radiant hope. It is true that some Pagan authors have been inspired with sentiments akin to Christian hope, and that the writings of some of our modern poets have been tinged with Pagan despair, yet, for the most part, Christian and Pagan poetry bear a marked dissimilarity with regard to sentiment. The poetry of an age reflects the character of its people. The whole religious system of the Pagans was characterized by a gloomy spirit of fatality. What we call Providence was personified by the Greeks under the mythological name of “The Parcae,” the three sisters. Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos. These demi-goddesses held absolute sway over the welfare of mortals. Relentlessly they issued judgment over humanity, and not even the gods themselves could persuade them to retract their decrees. The followers of Christ have inherited a legacy of hope from their Crucified Saviour, Who died to redeem all men. They realize that fate is merely the kind Providence of a loving God, Who ordains everything for man’s ultimate happiness. They understand, with Ella Wheeler Wilcox, that “Whatever is, is best.” In Pagan poetry’, we find various illustrations of the inconsistency and injustice of the ancient gods, often we find them allied with sin and crime, while they strive through jealousy to defeat the innocent and virtuous. Edgar Allen Poe seems to have imbibed this idea, for in his “Annabel Lee,” he complains :— “The angels not half so happy in heaven Went envying her and me; Yes, that was the reason (as all men know In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.” The Christian realizes that “the Providence of God, which on earth often permits. the good to suffer and the wicked to prosper, will in the end appear just to all men.” Nowhere is this sentiment more beautifully expressed than in Francis Thompson’s masterpiece, “The Hound of Heaven,” “All which I took from thee, 1 did but take, Not for thy harms But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms. All which thy child’s mistake Fancies as lost, I have stored for thee at home.” X X perusing the poetry of the various ages, the thoughtful reader will observe that each era is characterized by poetry abounding in pathos, but between the pathos of Pagan writers and that of Christian authors, The Xavier” Page Twenty-Eight Death lias been a favorite theme with both Christian and Pagan poets for centuries. But how different is the conception assumed by each! The Pagan sentiment was “Eat, drink, and be merry, for to morrow we die,’' while the Christian realizes that it is only to-morrow that we really begin to live, and that Death is the golden road by which we birds of passage take our flight from this land of transitory delights and deluding joys to the elysian bliss in the beatific vision of God. In proof of this, read the following from Poe's “Annabel Lee” and note his absolute denial of any life beyond the grave:— “And so, all the night tide, 1 lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride In her sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.” And then, in Longfellow's “Resignation,” his beautiful profession of faith in the hope of a future reunion with our loved ones:— “She is not dead, tin child of our affection, But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ Himself doth rule.” Another striking proof of the Pagan’s conception of death is shown in the farewell scene between Brutus and Cassius in Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar,” when Brutus says, “Therefore, our everlasting farewell take Forever and forever, farewell, Cassius. If we do meet again, why we shall smile; If not, why then, this parting was well made.” How very different is the sentiment of these lines to those of Cardinal Newman’s magniflcient “Dream of Gerontius;” “Farewell, but not forever, brother dear. Be brave and patient on thy bed of sorrow; Swiftly shall pass thy night of trial here And I shall come and wake thee on the morrow.” What is the explanation for the difference in viewpoint between Christian and Pagan literature? Why is Christianity so hopeful, while Paganism is so despondent? For answer, let us turn back to the first glad Eastern morn, when the Son of God, after days of bitter agony, conquered the grim Reaper, and burst forth from the tomb glorious and immortal, thereby bequeathing a legacy of hope to the Christians of all future generations. —Edna Ilackrft Page Twenty-Sine Tin Xaricr Our Juniors “Tito kind actions of lifo an liko tin flowers that paint tho meadows.” ••Full tnanv a flower is horn to blush unsoon Anil waste its sw otnoss on tho desert air.” ••Beauty is find's mark on virtue.” ■■Stoop as yon pass through the world. Von w ill gain thereby.'' “To live in hearts wo leave behind. Is not to die.” ••If you would make an impression, he brief.” ‘•Sweet songs gushed from her heart s showers front the clouds of summer.” ‘•Our deeds determine define I us. ‘•With lips where smiles went in and out. ‘Her native grace is void of art.” ‘•There comes a still voice.” ‘•And then her features started into smiles. Sweet as blue heavens o’er enchanted isles.” “On up for gain above.” “She has a voice of gladness.” “A girl who goes into the depth of things. Who ever wishes the reason why.” “Crace was in all her steps In even gesture dignity.” “Here is ardent, sincere earnestness.” “With soft, sweet voice, she hath our pleasure been.” “An effort made for the happiness of others lifts us above ourselves.” “There is no policy like politeness.” “And the low voice, as a bird’s.” “Knowledge is power.” Catherine Bennett Evelyn Bullock Mabel Burke Sophie Campbell Margaret Cantwell Alice Casey Teresa Caulfield Bertha Condon 1rene Cooney Dorothy Crowell Angela Crowley Helen Daniels Mary Devine Adeline Devlin Mary Egan Eileen Eldridge Josephine Fitzpatrick Elsa Fleckenstein Anna Haggerty Marian Haven Jane Johnson Muriel Kenney Papr Thirty “Tilt' Xarirr “Whose deeds we do delight to tell.” Catherine Lynch “Life is God’s gift for godlike purposes.” Louise Manley “A perfect woman nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command. Anna Masterson “None knew her but to love her, None named her but to praise.” Jane Moran “We love her for her smiles.” Alice Miner “Smile the anxious cares of life away.” Mary Mulleedy “Charms strike the eye, but merit wins the soul.” Mary Mulligan “Who for lofty ideals yearns.” Charlotte Murphy “At any rate, ’tis easy.” Margaret Murphy “Politeness is a profitable policy.” Mary McAleavey “Always a kind word.” Mabel McCabe We'd give the sky and half the sea As happy and content to be—(as) Gertrude O’Donnell “Sympathetic, generous and true.” Mary L. VDonnell “She has a way with her” (a nice way). Isabelle O'Neill “There are gains for all our losses.” Catherine O’Reilly “Strong souls within (he present live.” Portia Pettis “Do you think we’ll e’er forget.” Vcilia Richer “With a high and firm resolve.” Anna Riley “A kind heart is a fountain of gladness.” Gertrude Riley “And merry go her moments.” Clare SchilTman “Thought is deeper than speech.” Lillian Sheridan “Who keeps things up nor lets them flag.” Bessie Sullivan “Her air. her smile, her motions, told of womanly completeness.” Marie Sullivan “Alas, for those who never sing. But die with all their music in them.” Olga Vicario “Ever the same.” Anna Teubert “Be just and fear not. Mary Waldron “’Tis not in mortals to command success; But we’ll deserve it.” The Juniors “Guardian Angels! oh protect them, (the Seniors), When in distant parts they roam.” The Juniors “The Xavier” Page Thirty-one Bits of Everything “I)o yon believe there is honor among thieves?” “X'o, they're jnst as had as other folks.” “I see that Bix has made a fortune with his pen.” “That absurd writer? Impossible!” “Not at all! His father died of grief after reading one of bis stories and left Hix $100,000.” Hope1—“Be sure to keep your eyes open at 12:50 to-morrow.” Dot—“Why?” Hope—“So you ran see.” “What do they do in Providence when it rains?” “Let it rain.” “And when umbrellas are missing? “Do without them.” “Are mosquitoes religious?” “Yes. they first sing over you and then prey on you.” 1 rather pride myself on one thing.” said a young father. “Although 1 have the brightest, smartest, cutest, best youngster 1 ever saw, I never brag about him.” “Yon can’t get something for nothing.” “Oh. I don’t know.” replied the boy. “How about the toothache?” “A man wished to ride the icorxt way to the city.” “What did he do?” “He took a jitney.” Pngc Thirty-two “ The Xavier1 Pupil—“Nuts grow on trees, don’t they?” Teacher—“Yes, my child.” Pupil “Well what tree gives doughnuts?” Teacher—“Why—er—the pantry.” “Teacher,” said a pupil looking up from her composition, “is water works all one word or do you spell it with a hydrant?” Any help wanted for exams, apply to ('lass ’22. 1922 LINIMENT Several bottles of a liniment carefully prepared and compounded, also guaranteed to obtain quick and satisfactory results. It not only gives instant relief, but effects a permanent cure in every case. It has been recommended to the Junior ('lass for bad cases of “Swelled Heads,’’ a disease that is so often ] ire valent among Juniors. Experiment tried by Chemistry Class ’22 LOST! One large chemistry book. No reward for the return of this book. Finder will confer a great favor by either keeping or getting for it a deserving price. Chemistry Class 1922. FOR SALE! We will sell a large number of English compositions which we wrote while in high school. Written on good grade of paper, legible writing. (Some are typewritten). We are anxious to get these out of our sight as quickly as possible, and will accept any reasonable offer. Class ’22 “Wanted—A gentleman to undertake the sale of patent medicine. The advertiser guarantees it will be profitable to the undertaker.” What is the Golden Age? The Senior Year. Why is the letter A like 12 o’clock at noon? Because it’s in the middle of day. Why are ink, paper, pencil and blotter like fixed stars? Because they are stationary (stationery). Why are Freshmen so noisy? Because they have not yet learned. “Children should be seen and not heard.” Why do the Juniors appear so wise? Because the best way to hide ignorance is to look wise.” The Xavier” Page Thirty-three Why do Hay and Grain resemble spectacles? Because they are forage (for age). Why are Sophomores so queer? Because they are “Wise Fools.” No offense. Look for “Soph.” in the dictionary. “I can say the ‘Hail Mary’ in Shorthand.” Hope 1). “Let the motion rest on the table.” Teresa C. “In tlie springtime, 1 always dress on the way to school.” Dorothy It. “What is Mary Durkin doing on the blackboard?” Dorothy Mad. “She was a bad king.” Mary D. “Is Mary Durkin a typewriter?” Margaret McC. “He was cured by ‘ehalmugra oil' and a beautiful woman.” Hope S. “These horses whitened under the harness.” Catherine M. The young IOliacin is coining on the side of my mother.” Teresa O. Tirso de Molina lias no rival in the comical generation.” May S. 'Good holes would have opened the bullets in my skirts.” Mildred P. “A stitch in time is worth two in the bush.” Betty I). Teacher -“What separated England from Ireland?” Pupil “Whales, of course.” French Teacher—“How old was Racine when he was born?” Teacher—“Sit down, girls, so that 1 can see how you stand.” Singing Teacher—“How many ‘sols' have you?” Teacher—“Helen, run up the shade.” French Teacher—“Bessie, read the next verse.” Bessie—“Taisez-vons.” “The captain might disturb the noise of the street.” Margaret McC. —Compiled Up Elizabeth Downctt ART THOU WEARY? “Art thou weary tender heart? Be glad of pain; In sorrow, sweetest things will grow As dowers in rain.” Page Thirty-four ‘•The Xavier’ A World Renowned Book OME books live on and on. Others are but the idols of an hour—they live for a brief span and then pass into oblivion. The great works, the thoughts of the master minds, pass as a priceless heritage from one generation to another through the centuries; they embrace all nations and all classes. Such a book, one which many of the world’s celebrities place next to none but the Bible, is the “Imitation of Christ,” by Thomas a Kempis. This book possesses an indefinable attraction, an unexplainable sweetness, so that when once read, it is reread and studied. To appreciate it thoroughly it is well to know something of the author’s life. in 1379 Thomas Haemerken was born at Keinpen. It is from this town that the name Kempis, by which he is commonly known, is derived. His birthplace is still famous for its metal works, and it is believed that his father was a mechanic or artificer of metal. When Thomas was thirteen, he left his home to study under the direction of the Brothers of the Common Life, where he became a zealous student. At the age of nineteen, lie determined to enter the Order of Saint Augustine. He was encouraged by Elorentis, the immediate successor of Gerard Groote, the founder of the Brothers of the Common Life. The day on which he received his religious habit was tin feast of Corpus Christi, a fact which must have added to his joy as he had all through his life been distinguished for his love of the Blessed Sacrament. His life as a religious was spent in solitary meditation, instructing novices, copying books, and writing. IIis greatest delight was in transcribing the writings of the Fathers of the Church and the Bible. This is observable in his “Imitation,” for it abounds in passages closely resembling Holy Scripture. Besides the “Imitation’’ he also wrote “Garden of Roses,” Valley of Lilies,” “The Soul’s Soliloquy,” and others. It is believed that he wrote the “Imitation” about three years after his ordination. No book save tin Bible has been so often reproduced; it has been transcribed into many of the dead languages as well as into all the living languages. It has charmed men of every type and class. Samuel Johnson, a constant reader of tin- “Imitation,” says his attention was always drawn to this sentence, “Be not angry that you cannot make others as you wish them to be. since you cannot make yourself as you wish to be.” Doctor James Walsh remarks that he considers that selection to be one of tin most exquisite “bits of humor in the whole book.” Leibnitz considers the “Imitation” one of the most excellent treatises ever composed, while Carlyle believed that no other book has been so universally read and loved by Christians. Mr. Gladstone has The Xavier Page Thirty-five railed it a “golden book,” and Matthew Arnold makes frequent references to it in his Note Books. It numbers among its admirers Lamartine, General Gordon, George Eliot; it has been the favorite book of men like Sir Thomas More, and .John Wesley; and it has even attracted the attention of men like Renan and Comte. When we consider that scholars with such marvelous intellects as these men possessed, extol this work of Thomas a Kempis, we naturally conclude that it possesses something which places it far above the ordinary plane of books. What is this something that has made the “Imitation” a world renowned book? It is its power of unfolding the “secret of sanctity.” It teaches that intimate communication with God is compatible with every condition of life. The whole aim of the “Imitation” is to bring before the mind of man that a holy life leads to a holy death. The book is divided into four parts. The first deals with the “Purgative State” and describes how to prepare the soul for perfection. The second sets forth admonitions which will bring the soul into the Inner Life. The third brings before us Interior Consolation and tells of the presence of Christ in the soul. The fourth treats of the Blessed Sacrament as the surest means of union with God. A short time ago Harvard secured an addition to its already great collection of “a Kempis books.” It is said that this new addition of 1500 gives to Harvard, in all probability, tin largest collection of Thomas a Kempis books in America. From the many commentaries written about this work and its author, and the various praiseworthy opinions awarded it by the great philosophers of the world, we see that it is a book well worth reading. It is undoubtedly an inspired work. Why does it appeal so strongly to us? For the most obvious reason—it is a “poem of human nature.” —Catherine McCann Page Thirty-six “The Xavier” The Resources of Ireland HE pages of history are filled with the revolting stories of domination y J and conqests of small nations by larger ones. But no instance has ever been recorded that is comparable with the insidious policy of conquest and suppression, by which England has attempted to impose her rule upon Ireland for over seven hundred years, by cruel warfare, by the supres-sion of all her industries, and by the destruction of her harbors. Ireland has never, through the valor and fidelity of her sons, forfeited her right to Nationhood, and never submitted in allegiance to her Conqueror. Ireland is so enriched by natural resources that if her trade, instead of being crippled, had been allowed fair play for even a century and a half, she would have been able to surpass England in her own special branches of industry. The real wealth of Ireland lies unquestionably in her agricultural resources. In soil, climate, proximity to markets, made available by her many harbors, Ireland is more favored than almost any other country. Tillage farming requires tremendous development, for there is now less land under cultivation in Ireland than in any other European country except Turkey. This land, which might be very productive, is being used for grazing, large tracts being rented annually for stock raising and dairy purposes; hence, an increase of tillage is one of the first steps toward prosperity, and its promotion will be one of the first cares of the national government. Agriculture in itself is insufficient to maintain a country, but in such a country as Ireland, industries should grow out of agriculture. The water power facilities need development for the utilization of their vast peat reserves. The seaweeds of the western coast are rich in potash, which is in constant demand for farming purposes, as well as iodine and other by-products. Because of the suppression of trade and industry, Ireland’s coal fields have remained undeveloped throughout Tyrone and Monaghan in the North, Kilkenny in flu East, and Cork in the South. Iron mines are everywhere, the principal ones being in Donegal. Leix, and Antrim. Nor is gold wanting in fhis great land, for large areas are awaiting the ingenuity and labor of the prospector and operator. Silver and lead have immense deposits in Tipperary, Clare and Monaghan, while copper is in abundance in Waterford and Cork. Marble of the most beautiful kind can be found in many parts of Ireland— black in Kilkenny, red in Cork, and the elegant green marble in Connemara, which takes a high polish and shines as the purest gem in the Brompton Oratory, London. “The Xavier” Page Thirty seven Although Belfast is the well-known center of the ship-building and linen industries, Cork is equally as noted for her fine quality of tweeds, boots, and leather, whil Dublin is famous for the celebrated brewers and distillers whose products bulk so largely in Ireland’s export trade. Innumerable are the economic resources by which the New Ireland will he able to develop herself under her own governing, for God has so enriched her that now, free from the restriction of past centuries, she will be one of the world’s wonders. India by its bloodless revolution is giving to the world a new conception of liberty. France by her revolution gave equality, but Ireland combines these and gives to the world something more precious: namely, fraternity. —Madeline Mulgrew “The Xavier” Page Th irty-eigh t The Historical Voyage of the S. X. A. tin Golden City Commencement Day. We were all much excited, running back and forth, getting acquainted with our companions; but when the whistle blew, we were assigned to our respective places, as Freshmen, and the voyage began. We had not sailed very far when we were obliged to put into Port Influenza for about two weeks, but all returned none the worse for the stay, and the S.X.A. once more spread her sails to the winds. Our Pilot brought us through calm, blue, sparkling waters to many fair isles where we had never been before. This was all pleasant sailing; but, in the distance, he pointed out to us the dangerous rocks Exams, which we must pass. The thought of the danger lurking ahead of us made us very vigilant and kept us in close communication with our Pilot. At last the danger Hag is run up, we seize (lie life boats, we are ready for the worst,—but our good Pilot guided by the chart drawn long ago by the tirst Captain of the S.X.A. steered our gallant bark through the perilous pass into safe waters, and a little further to the Isle of Vacation where he told us we might disembark for a ten-weeks shore leave. The time passed quickly, and September, 1920, found most of our former passengers prepared to continue the voyage, but in other quarters of the vessel, in the large compartments allotted to Sophomores. The sea this year was more rugged than before, especially when we were struggling through the deep waters of Mediaeval and Modern History. In the spring, we anchored for three days, during which time we made a retreat conducted by Reverend Michael O’Brien. At its close we felt prepared to brave any storms we might o E3 X the eleventh of September, 1918, some two score and ten little maidens hastened from all sections of the state to board the good ship S.X.A., in order to begin a voyage over the heaving sea of Knowledge towards “The Xavier” Page Thirty-nine encounter, so we took up the voyage once more. At the end of June, the vessel halted for repairs and we were allowed to go ashore. In September, the passengers returned to continue their delightful voyage as Juniors. The sea was quite calm, save when we encountered a few rocks lurking in the Bay of Geometry. We tarried long at Port English, discussing poetry and displaying our talent for writing it, as well as original stories. During May we anchored for a few days at Port Pax to enjoy the spiritual blessings of our second annual retreat directed by Reverend Cornelius Holland. S. T. L. After a month or more of further sailing, we again reached Port Exams and from there quietly sailed into harbor for a ten-weeks’ leave of absence, June, 1921. 1921-22, Seniors! With what spirit we commenced the last trip of our long and pleasant voyage! All were ready to weather the tempests that might arise, for we had learned during the three previous years how to conquer the storms at sea. Before leaving port, we gathered in the cabin of our good ship. S.X.A., and held an election. After casting several ballots we were pleased to learn that those elected were four of our best classmates,—Alice O’Neil, President; Hope Scott. Vice President; Catherine McCann, Secretary; and Catherine Murphy. Treasurer. With these four capable workers to assist and relieve our pilots we launched out into the deep of Tribulation Bay. Our Pilot gathered us all on deck to point out the many places we must stop at for cargoes, and the dangers to be encountered. We seemed quite terrified as we gazed into the distance and heard him enumerate the danger spots ahead. There was Cape Religion, Cape Science, Cape English, the Islands of Latin, of French, and of Spanish. And from each of these we were to receive; a cargo! Many rocks reared their threatening heads, as our heavily freighted vessel ploughed her way through the perilous waters, but, guided by the skil ful hand of our Pilot, we finally passed through the narrow straits of Labor and Prayer and reached tin City of Success, which is only a few leagues from the Golden City. And now daylight is descending. The crimson glow of the golden orb is fading before the pale sweet light of the “Star of the Sea.” We know that guided by the beams that reflect upon the dark waters from this evening star, our good ship S.X.A. will reach tlx Golden City (Commencement Day) where we shall receive the last minute directions for Le Grand Voyage de la Vie. —Amid Cojl- “A happy life is the reward of good; goodness is the work, happiness is the reward.” “The Xdrier” Page Fortg Sohrab and Rustum Told in Prose X tlic first light of morn, when the cold, wet fog hung over the Oxus stream, the ever restless Sohrab donned his riding cloak and passed gggg among the Tartar tents. Tin whole camp lay in silence, for it was yet very early. Hut fully determined, he rode on to the chieftain’s tent and, entering, found tin aged I’eran AYisa upon his bed of felt. At tin sound of the unexpected visitor, I’eran rose, somewhat confused, and asked what message In brought. Sohrab quickly replied that all was well between the hosts, hut one great favor he was seeking. ‘•Remember I’eran-Wisa that although my years are Imt those of a boy, I have proved my courage to he that of a man. I have not spared my strength in serving my king, and my fame is spread on every side. Rut thou knowest. too. that all this renown I count as naught if it does not bring the mighty Rustum to recognize in me, a son worthy to share his name, and to inform him that lie is not tin father of a frail, helpless girl, as all through the years In has believed. So 1 pray you, yield to me one request, help me in my effort to spread my name the farther. This is what 1 ask—-Call a truce this day between the hostile bands and announce to them my challenge for a tilt with the most valiant in the Persian ranks.” The old chieftain, sighing, took, in his own, the fearless warrior’s hand, and uttered words of counsel. Rut who can keep the lion’s cub From ravening, and who govern Rustam's son?” And so old Peran-W'isa yielded, and calling for his stall', led the Tartar band to meet the foe. all glittering in burnished steel, lie forced his men as far as the stream. The hostile captain commanded likewise until the armies formed in opposite hanks, ready to receive the challenge,— “Ferood, and ye Persians and Tartars, hear! Let there be truce between the hosts to-day; Rut choose a champion from the Persian lords To tight our champion Sohrab, man to man.” Great joy and hope filled the hearts of Sohrab’s comrades, but the Persian's paled and gasped with fear at the awful challenge; for they had not a man to match this youth in strength and skill. Rut Gudurz hastening to Ferood, reminded him that their aged hero, Rustum, was in his tent only a short distance away. Upon Ferood's command, Gudurz hurried among tin horror-stricken troops to Rustam's tent. Rut Rustum smiling said. “The king. The Javier Page Forty-one Kai Khosroo, loves the young and so he cherishes Rustuin no longer; he honors the young because he himself is young, so let some youth arise at Sohrab’s vaunts, not T. () would that I could claim as mine a son so famed, so brave, and one to send to war. But tell the king that Rustuin goes not to his aid this day.” Gudurz pleaded, saying, “Take heed lest men should say: “Like some old miser Rustuin hoards his fame And shuns to peril it with younger men.” At this, the invincible Rustuin in anger arose, declared that he would fight, hut that he would tight unknown, lest some might sneer because he fought an unknown youth. Gudurz returned full of joy to encourage the anxious troops, while Rustuin was clad for the combat. His was a plain steel armor, without crest or mark of glory, hut with a single red plume floating from the helmet. Thus he went forth to meet the Tartar, with Ruksh his horse “that followed like a hound at heel.” At sight of him the Persians regained their hope—the Tartars saw. but knew him not. As hi' approached, Sohrab advanced to meet the stranger who watched “his spirited air and wondered who he was, for very young he seemed, tenderly reared, like some young cypress tall, and dark, and straight.” And pity filled the soul of Rustuin as lie said, “ ) Sohrab, quit the Tartar host and come and be my son. Dost thou know thou runnest to thy death? For never has a foe escaped me.” Then Sohrab mused a while, for wonder struck his soul and clasping the warrior’s hand, he cried out: “O by thine own soul art thou not Rustuin? Speak, art thou not lie?” Rustuin gazed at the youth, then turning aside convinced himself that there was trickery in the Tartar’s plea. “Either thou shalt renounce thy vaunt and yield, or else thy bones shall strew the sand,” he said. His sword spoke the next word, but the sprightly youth leapt aside, while the flying sand buried the spear. He grasped his own weapon and in turn struck Rustuin squarely on the shield. Anger so filled the elder at this feat that he seized the club “which none but lu could wield.” He struck one mighty blow, but Sohrab sprang from its path just as before. The exertion cast the mighty one upon his knees, hut something bade the boyish heart to spare his foe. He waited till his opponent stood face to face with him, then he queried once more: “Thou say’st thou art not Rustuin. Re it so! Who art thou then, that can’st so touch my soul? O let there be peace twixt thee and me.” Rut Rustuin. trembling with rage, murmured taunts that goaded Sohrab on until the two spears once more clashed midst the flying sand. Rut heaven sent a shadow to hide that awful scene, and lent a moaning wind to still the fearful din. Ruksh. trained many years before to share in bloody combat, seemed saddened by that unequal conflict and neighed his disapproval. Riistnm smote tin shield that was held there bold before him, and Sohrab returned the blow but scarcely gained a point, save that the horsehair plume, never before defiled, lay upon the sand. Again the spears were raised, but now the Tartar's was splintered at the hilt. Just then the haughty I’er- Page Forty-two “The Xarirr” sian glared from beneath liis visor, tilted his sword, and shouted—“Rustum.” Sohrab at that name staggered, and in amazement dropped his shield. His side was pierced by the Persian’s sword, and limply he fell to the ground. The cloud lifted and the wind grew still and the opposite factions stared in awe—the Tartar champion, Sohrab, was lying at the Persian’s feet. Then sneering, Rustum began: ‘‘Sohrab thou thoughtest this day to kill a Persian lord, then all the Tartar host would praise thy courage and spread thy fame; but, Fool, now thou art slain and by an unknown man.” Hut Sohrab. fearless as before replied, “Thou mockest not my fate. Thou hast not overcome me, but the name of Rustum hast unnerved me. The famous name is that of my father whom I seek throughout the world.” Hut the Persian, still unmoved replied, “This talk of thy father is all in vain, for Rustum never had a son; his child was but a delicate girl, who dwells with her mother in Ader-baijan.” “Ah. yes he had a son and that lost sou am I. Surely the news will one day reach his ear. Hut. oh, my Mother, who dwells with her father, the ruler of the Koords.” Each name that Sohrab mentioned increased the shade that hung o’er Rustuin’s mind. While trying to clear the doubt, he repeated to himself the news of long ago, that which he received from Ader-baijan—yes he was sure that his child was a girl. (But in truth, as Sohrab’s mother would tell it now, she sent the message as above, lest Rustum should take the boy and bring him up in arms.) Then Rustum continued: “O Sohrab, thou art worthy to be called Rustum's son, but here thou errest. for he had no boy.” “Man, who art thou who dost deny my words? Truth sits on the lips of dying men. Here pricked on my arm is the seal which Rustum unto my mother gave.” The Persian gazed at the seal which Sohrab showed, and crying. “O boy, thy father,” Ik1 fell upon the sand. Sohrab crawled near to him and tried to calm his grief. Hut weeping, Rustum kissed his son, and both the armies looked amazed at the sight of grief before them. Then Sohrab asked one request of that father who wished that he were the dying one: “() father, in Seistan. plant o’er me a pillar, that so the passing horseman on tin- waste may see my tomb a great way off and cry, “Sohrab the mighty Rustum's son lies there, whom his great father did in ignorance kill.” And Rustum answered, mourning. “Sohrab as thou hast said, so shall it be.” Then Sohrab drew the dagger from his side1, and the crimson stream (lowed out on tin sand, taking with it drop by drop the dauntless hero’s life. “So, on the bloody sand Sohrab lay dead; And the great Rustum drew his horseman’s cloak Down o’er his face, and sate by his dead son. —Helen McGough ‘•The Xavier” Page Fort -three “ Our Poets ” A REVERIE gr- LMA MATER. while I ponder o’er the days which now are gone. Back again I fly in fancy, hack again my thoughts are borne, Back to every nook and corner of the dearest place I know. Back 'mid teachers, friends and class-mates, where in dreams I often go. Now. a grand, imposing structure takes your place, Alma true, While I gaze upon its beauty, all my thoughts return to you. E’en to every day and hour, that I spent within your walls. And to every scene and happening in your classrooms or your halls. Though 1 loved you, Alma Mater, more than words can ever tcdl. When beneath your kind protection, ’neath your wings. I used to dwell. Now. that early love increases in my heart at thoughts of yore, For the years of separation make me love you all the more. —Catherine Murphy SAINT XAVIER'S CHAPEL O the Chapel of Saint Xavier’s! What its mem'ry brings to me! Holy pilgrimages made there In the days that used to be. O the Chapel of Saint Xavier’s! Pretty scenes that come and go, Of the happy moments spent there. In the days of long ago. Many Chapels do I visit. But the one that I love best Is that Chapel of Saint Xavier’s. It stands rival of the rest. —.Julia E. Harnedy IN SAINT XAVIER'S Disappointments are the fewest. And Friendships are the truest in St. Xavier's. The Love of right is stronger in St. Xavier’s, All pleasures last the longest in St. Xavier's. The Teachers are the dearest. Their Smiles are tin sincerest. So Heaven seems the nearest in St. Xavier’s. —Hope Scott © HE Sunshine is the brightest in St. Xavier's. One’s Burdens are the lightest in St. Xavier's. All things are the newest. Page Forty-four “The A’arier” The Sophomores 1. Mary Affleck 45. Marie Lough ran 2_ Ruth Barry 40. Eleanor Lowe 3. Alice Blythe 47. Mary Lynch 4. Mary Boyd 48. Mary Lynch 5. Alice Brett 49. Mary McAloon 0. Vera Burke 50. Anna McCaffrey 7. Margaret Butler 51. Margaret McCann 8. Rose Callahan 52. Mary McCarthy 9. Evelyn Carr 53. Margaret McCormick 10. Irene Carrigan 54. Alice McElro.v 11. Bertha Casey 55. Margaret McKeon 12. Elizabeth Cooney 50. Catherine McMahon 13. Elizabeth Corbett 57. Catherine McMann 14. Ellen Cottam 58. Alice McNulty 15. Irene Cotter 59. Dorothy McNulty 10. Margaret Coutanehe 60. Ellen Madden 17. Marion Cunningham 01. Mildred Millmore 18. Mary Curvin 02. Margaret Murphy 10. Helen Deery 03. Miriam Murphy 20. Mary Dowling 04. Harriet O'Brien 21. Helen Doyle 05. Helen O’Connor 22. Josephine Doyle 66. Mary O’Donnel 23. Lucille Duffy 07. Eileen O’Neil 24. Mary Earnshaw 08. Eleanor A. O’Neil 25. Frances Feeney 09. Eleanor T. O'Neil 20. Anna Flynn 70. Christine Parker 27. Eileen Forbes 71. Rita Plunkett 28. Annette Forest 72. Catherine Reagan 29. Catherine Gallivan 73. Esther Riley 30. Marion (lavigan 74. Clare Risk 31. Marion Gibbons 75. Helen Sadlier 32. Mary Gill 70. Geraldine Seeley 33. Helen Gilmartin 77. Helen Shelley 34. Lola Gilmore 78. Madeline Sheridan 35. Catherine Haekett 79. Irene Smith 30. Mary Haggerty 80. Margaret Smith 37. Mary Hanley 81. Mary A. Sullivan 38. Alice Harahan 82. Lillian Sylvester 39. Gladys Hogan 83. Corinne Thereault 40. Helen Howard 84. Gertrude Toomey 41. Mary Kelli her 85. Elsa Tortolane 42. Catherine Kiernan 80. Mary Waterman 43. Mary Langton 87. Frances Wolslegel 44. Dorothy Lena ban 88. Margaret Woods “The Xavier” Page Forty-fire Flower Garden of S. Anna Alchorn Estelle Caulfield Gertrude Cogan Kathelcen Collins Marita Coughlin Regina Coutanche Anna Cox Teresa Coyle Mary Donahue Hope Dowling Elizabeth Downes Betty E. Duffy Mary E. Durkin Marcella Egan Margaret Ellis Margaret Goulding Elizabeth Greent Edna Hackett Julia Harnedy Marie Keefe Mary Keith Louise Mackinney Agnes Mahon Catherine McCann Margaret McCann Mary E. McCarthy Mary L. McCarthy Anna McElroy Helen McGough Dorothy MacIntyre Evangeline Manter Madeline Mulgrew Catherine Murphy Anna Neilan Mary Nolan Alice O’Neil Mildred Power Dorothy Roegner Hope Scott Mary Shea Mary Sheridan Helen Sullivan Catherine Walsh X. A., 1922 Daffodil Buttercup Daisy Golden Glow Canna Forget-me-not Sweet Syringa Shamrock Rambler Rose Petunia Crocus Chrysanthemum Pansy Narcissus Tea Rose Marigold Zinnia Aster Violet (trehid Honey-suckle Wild Rose Nasturtium Sweet Pea Prim Rose Poppy Pearly-Everlasting I ris Carnation Lady’s Slipper Water Lily Morning Glory Tulip Clover Dahlia Black Eyed Susan Lilac Fleur de Lis Thistle Lily of the Valley Magnolia Verbena Peony —Bessie F. Duff “The Xavier' Page Forty-six The Freshmen 1. Mary Adams 41. 2_ Mary Afferica 42. 3. Agnes Almon 43. 4. Anna Barrie 44. 5. Mary Campbell 45. 6. Mary ('ary 46. 7. Marion Casey 47. 8. Veronica Clarke 48. !). Emma Coggeshall 49. 10. Elsie Coleman 50. 11. Helen Collins 51. 12. Margaret Conneely 52. 13. Margaret Connolley 53. 14. Algertha Cooney r� 4. 15. Helen Cooney 55. 16. Mildred Crombie 56. 17. Juliette Croston 57. 18. Gertrude Crowell 58. 19. Mary Cunningham 59. 20. Teresa Cunningham 60. 21. Catherine Donahue 61. 22. Anna Donnelly (52. 23. Mary Doyle 655. 24. Olive Dnbv (54. 25. Alice Eldridge 65. 2(5. Alice Feeley 66. 27. Anna Feeley 67. 28. M. Josephine Feeley 68. 29. Lillian Fitzgerald 69. 30. Mary Fitzpatrick 70. 31. Mildred Fitzpatrick 71. 32. Sarah Flanagan 72. 33. Isabel Fogarty 73. 34. Mary Fortin 74. 35. Mary Golden 75. 36. Anna Gorman 76. 37. Mary Griffin 77. 38. Catherine Halloran 78. .39. Lucy Hanley 79. 40. Margaret Hanley 80. Margaret Jordan Eileen Kelley Louise Kelley Margaret LaCroix Theresa Libby Ethel Lough Catherine Loveless Mary MeArdle Rosemary McCarthy 'hristina McDonald Elizabeth McDonald Rosalyn McDonough Mary McElroy Margaret McElroy Mary McGarry Mary McGrath Mary McLaughlin Eileen McNamara Anna McPhillips Elizabeth Moakler Alice Monahan Mary Mooney Mary Moran Mary Morrissey Margaret Mulhearn Alma Murphy Catherine Murphy Theresa Nolan Dorothy O’Brien Leana O’Brien Harriet O’Connell Evelyn Pelrine Margaret Roach Grace Ryder Helen H. Sullivan Helen J. Sullivan Mary Sutton liosella Storin Margaret Sweeney Ellen Woods “The Xavier Page Forty-seven Simus Fideles” g S we list to the whisper of parting, That we hear through (lit murmuring trees, It easts o’er our young lives, a shadow That stirs with the soft evening breeze. For now, we must leave dear Saint Xavier’s, Must depart from her sheltering care, And go forth to new paths that await us. Life's burdens and trials to bear. Hut our Teachers have taught us the secret, When crushed or with trials depressed, That crosses and cares become sweetened When we feel that (tod’s Will is the best. Saint Xavier’s, our loved Alma Mater We leave you for other scenes new. Our “Simus Fideles” we’ll follow you To prove ourselves worthy of you. —Margaret McCann “The Xavier” Page Forty-eight L’Allegro and II Penseroso of our immortal heroes of soil}'. Homer Is the Ancient Grecian Idol; Virgil, the Latin Scholar; Dante, Italy’s hero, while many are the names which contest the leadership in France. England too, is rich in great writers. Since the birth of Modern English Literature in the 14th century, her advance in literary art lias been rapid. We are all acquainted with the greatest geniuses of that country,—with Chaucer, Shakespeare, Milton, Goldsmith, Johnson, Scott, Shelley, Keats, Wordsworth, Tennyson, but do we know that among all these writers, Milton alone, stands next to Shakespeare and even ranks among the few whom the world recognizes as greatest—Homer, Virgil, Dante, Chaucer, Shakespeare? “That mighty arc of song—the divine Milton” has given to the world some of the rarest creations of the human mind. Ilis “Paradise Lost” and “Paradise Regained” have made him immortal. Yet, if these divine productions had not been bequeathed to posterity, his minor poems would have been sufficient to make his name immortal. Two of these minor poems, “L’Allegro” and 11 Penseroso,” are particularly worthy of serious study. These two poetical gems are considered faultless in nearly every detail. The rhyme and rhythm are specimens of the highest perfection, the diction is easy and beautiful, the style captivating, the pictures abound in legendary lore, and the moral is clear. Although one contains tin yearnings of a cheerful, light-hearted man, and the other those of a thoughtful, reflective mind, each representing a different phase of the author’s temperament, they are, in regard to construction, complements! rather than contrasted. They describe not the scenery of any one place, but as one writer expresses it, “a visionary scenery, made up of eclectic recollections from various spots blended into one ideal landscape.” A few of the scenes, however, are typical of English landscape, “chequered shade” and the “tanned haycock in the mead.” “L’Allegro,” the first of these companion lyrics, represents the ideal day of a cheerful, carefree man who exults in the bright beauties of nature. The first sounds which he wishes to reach his ear at dawn are the singing of the lark at his window, the cackling of the hens in the barnyard, and the shouting of the hunters in the woods. Then he should like to take a walk by some rural dwellings, where he might gaze at the country folks the plowman, the milk- © HE langage of every civilized country is rich in poetical treasures. Proudly does each country exhibit them and venerate the memory of the authors of them. Down the ages have come the names and works “The Xavier Page Forty-nine maid, the mower, or tin shepherd. He is a lover of nature and fully appreciates the beauty of ‘•Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray, Mountains on whose barren breast The laboring clouds do often rest, Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks and rivers wide. Tower and battlements it sees Bosomed high on tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies The Cynosure of neighboring eyes.” At noon, attracted by smoke issuing from between two oak trees, he discovers a typical country cottage where the peasants are partaking of their wholesome meal. The afternoon he spends in the “upland hamlets” where the youths and maids are dancing in the “chequer’d shade” to the lively music of a violin. As evening casts her shadows over the earth, he betakes himself with these friends, to a pleasant spot, where between servings of “nut-brown ale,” they tell stories till the curfew gives its warning peal. Then all depart for slumber-land, save L’Allegro. Continuing his journey, he soon reaches the city, where we see him engaged in the festivities of a tournament, or, perhaps, a wedding. To end his well spent day properly, be goes to the theatre to witness one of Jonson’s or Shakespeare’s plays. As midnight lets fall her mantle over the earth, we see him falling asleep listening to “soft Lydian airs” and contentedly addressing Mirth:— These delights, if thou ean’st give, Mirth, with thee I mean to live.” “II Penseroso,” the pensive youth, desires his day to begin at evening. After driving “vain, deluding joys” from him. he eagerly calls “divinest Melancholy.” that pensive nun, “devout and pure,” and begs her to come accompanied by Peace, Quiet, Fast and Leisure, but principally by the “Cherub Contemplation.” His tirst enjoyment is the song of the nightingale. “In her sweetest, saddost plight,— Smoothing the rugged brow of night.” doing out. he walks to the green, where lie admires the moon wandering through “heav’n’s wide pathless way; and sees that satellite “as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through the fleecy cloud.” If the weather will not permit him to remain outside, he returns home and sits in a room brightened only by the light reflected from the hearth. At midnight. we see him gazing at the stars or poring over the writings of old philoso- Payc Fifty “The Xavier” pliers or tragic poets. In such fanciful dreams, lie would have the whole night pass and the morning come upon him, not in all her splendor, but merged in a cloud which will soon open its eyes and let ils pent up tears burst forth. When the storm has ceased “and when the sun begins to fling his flaring beams,” lie goes with “Melancholy” to some cool and refreshing spot in the woods, where he is lulled to sleep by the duet of the bee and the brook. Before the day declines, he does not forget to visit the lothic t'hurch, where the sweet pealing of the organ makes him feel nearer to heaven. His last desire is that when old age comes upon him. he may “find out the peaceful hermitage,” where he may “sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew;” until by experience, he becomes a prophet to the younger generations. Gravely he says “These pleasures. Melancholy give, And I with thee will choose to live.” Thus, in both these poems, so beautifully contrasted, there lies a beauty and wealth of charm and learning not always found in poetry. Each picture which is presented in these “inimitable works” is an example of true beauty. They are by no means all original, for Milton has borrowed from the treasures of every land; however, they are so altered by the different phases in which he exhibits them, that they do not appear as plagiarisms, but rather as the outpourings of his overflowing imagination. Not only are these poems capable of producing pleasure but they also contain a charm, which like the contents of an enchanted cup, engender a higher appreciation of the beauties of poetry. Every one who reads these masterpieces must be taught by their historical and mythological references, impressed by their beauty, delighted by their pleasantness, captivated by their diction. One is convinced that an ideal life consists not in one of these parallelisms, but rather iu a combination of the two. —Mary L. McCarthy “The Xavier” Page Fifty-one The President’s Message yMHK time lias V, now c o in � Hll when our school days at Saint Xavier’s are n e a ring a close. V e h a v e enjoyed four years of happy association here. We must s e p a r a t e. Parting is a sweet sorrow, 1) at it brings us into a closer, more beautiful inti in a c y with those we love, than jo y, mutually shared, ever could. Our Alma Mater guides us to the harbor where begins our journey through lift ; she earnestly urges us forward, and tries to impress upon us the responsibilities that await us, and so. although inexperienced we have some appreciation of what life holds for us. As we look back upon our years at Saint Xavier’s Academy, we realize the ideals that have been placed before us. First, the purpose for which we are here,—“to know, love and serve God.” Truly have we been made to understand that life is not an “empty dream.” Not from “the printed page” but by the examples of our noble teachers have we learned how to live and value life. In a world, blinded in its pursuit of material things, we have been led to esteem and to cherish the right-doing of duty as a means to our eternal destiny. Undergraduates, you who are soon to follow us in line of Seniors, seize tlie opportunities which are still yours. Love the lessons of truth and goodness and strive after high ideals, for “great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance.” As classmates, dearly loved companions must we part, yet we stand “with reluctant feet” and look into the great unknown. Nor do we ask ourselves what is this “unknown,” for we feel confident that the training received in loved Saint Xavier’s has fitted us for it, and our “Simus Fideles!” will always be to us an inspiration as “Tempus Fugit.” —Alice O'Neil Fifty-Urn “The Xavier” Class Will E, the graduating class of VI 1922, being about to leave gggg forever the sheltering walls of our dear convent, to seek our careers and fortunes, do in all good will and appreciation of our dignity make the following bequests. To the coming Senior Class we bequeath: 1. Our table in the lunch room with the privilege of approaching the “upholder of delicacies,” four at a time, in advance of ravenous Juniors. 2. The honor of being the class to succeed us as Seniors. 3. The responsibility of being an example of honor, obedience, and diligence to the younger students. To the school in general we gladly give: 1. Our valuable advice; advice based on experience, that if followed earnestly will surely result in such a class record as we have established: Never disobey your teachers. It’s bad form. Always keep silence where silence is required. It is a virtue worth cultivating. Study lessons every day. Exams are hard enough anyway. Do not translate Latin, French, or Spanish in your textbooks. You probably can’t read the notes when called on. Above all respect your teachers, superiors, and seniors, and remember that lad I means: “Silence!” To our dear teachers we can offer little of material value, though to them we owe the most, they alone being responsible for the unimpeachable character of the said class, 1922. However, they have our sincere and heartfelt sympathy in the awesome task awaiting them: The seniorizing of the- Juniors, to whom we further bequeath: Our ingenuity, our beauty, and talents, our age and wisdom! our never-failing “pep,” our fluency in the languages and our love and devotion to rightdoing. In witness hereto, we do set our seal, “Simus Fideles on this eighth day of May, A. D., Nineteen Hundred and Twenty-Two. (Signed) Class of 1922, Notary, Louise Mackinney “The Xavier” Fifty-three La Petite Fleur de Jesus Nourrie dans In Carmel de Lisieux Sous le soleil de 1’amour de Dieu line Petite Fleur, ehere il dfeus Toujours en lui confiante, a crfl. Sa vie a £t£ tres sainte et pure Quaml elle vivait ici-bas, obscure; Kile est pour nous un exemple vrai l e z le, d’obtdssance. de simplicity. Si l’on prie cette Y n rable Soeur, On obtiendra les desirs de son coeur; Parcequ’elle a promis de vous envoyer Une pluie de roses qn’elle laisserait tomber. —Margaret Ellis Eiftg-four “The Xavier'’ Hai.i.owk’kn Party—Axxi ai. Sai.k— Farce “All work and no play makes .lack a dull boy.” Realizing this, the Social Committee made special efforts to give the school entertaining programs from time to time. The Hallowe’en Party was held in the School Hall. October 27. The program was thoroughly enjoyed, especially the Impromptu Performance in which every girl in the class took an active part. November 2 we began preparations for the Annual Sale, which was held November 18, 1921. A week before the Sale a play, In Want of a Servant,” was given by Catherine Murphy and her co workers for the purpose of increasing the funds of their booth. The whole school voted the comedy a great success. Christmas Program Of all our social events none appealed so strongly to the whole Academy as the Christmas Program. The play, The Bird’s Christmas Carol,” was well enacted. The cast of characters was: Mrs. Haggles Sarah Maud. Peter........ Peoria....... Kittie...... Clement . . . Larry ...... Cornelius . . . Mr. Bird . . . Elfreda Catherine Murphy ..Helen McGough . Regina Coutanehe .. Elizabeth Greene .....Agnes Mahon .... Margaret Ellis .....Julia Harnedy .....Mary Durkin .... Bessie Downes .....Marie Keefe The two pantomimes. With Glory Lit the Midnight Air” and Star of Bethlehem,” portrayed the scenes of the first Christmas Night and filled every heart with the spirit that the Divine Infant came on earth to spread. “The Xavier” Fifty-fire Lincoln’s Birthday February 13, the Senior Class celebrated Lincoln’s Birthday in their home room. The program was taken chiefly from the “Flag Day Hook.” Washington’s Birthday A program was given in the Assembly Hall February 21. The class presented “The Continental Congress Adopts the the Constitution.” By the speeches of the early pariots, the spirit of ’76 was vividly manifested. St. Patrick’s Day March 16 ended our list of entertainments and witnessed the opening of our School Orchestra. This program was more lengthy than any of tin former ones and showed the marked ability of the students in music, recitation, and dancing. A special feature was The Kerry Dance, given by eight members of the class, artistically robed in originally designed costumes of green and gold crepe paper. Fifti six “The Xavier’ Medley of ’22 IS () land was ever more beautiful than the little village of Maliter in the spring. The Green grass sprang up everywhere, the rose tr Ell is shot forth its leaves and the f'o.rcoml and sea Mull grew near the 11 nil showing signs of decay, but the MariGold in ( rowing close by, hid the crumbling parts. In a word, Mother Nature seemed to en Dow tinge ring winter with her rarest gifts. It was Mag on the mountains, May in the valleyes, May everywhere. Everyone admired the surrounding beauties but no one paid any attention to the ups and Downs of little Neil. Having slipped off into a nearby field with two of his friends, t'arl and Neddy, and having erected a mud castle, he was now reigning over it with the Power of a king of the Scots. Suddenly his mother missed him and It Egan to seeh’ either for him or for some account of his whereabouts. Soon she found Neil and bis friends with the dog Don a huge Saint Bernard. When the rascals spied Mrs. Sheridan, they hastened to hide in the old Shag which had not yet been stored away since the time of ice and snow. Carl, instead of heading for the shay, ran in the opposite direction and dashed breathlessly past the hired workers. One of them, Mack, entirely forgetful of himself hastened to the rescue. He heard Mrs. Sheridan crying, “0 Neil, what have you been doing? and as Mack drew nearer be heard Neil exclaim, “Ha, IIa Neildg, now we are safe. Mack L. Roy was a queer sort of a fellow, who would ocA'ctiquette to pieces and yet lie was Neil’s best friend. The boy often required him to do almost impossible tasks, but in answer to any reproach from his mother he would say, “O Mack can do anything.” He loved to hear stories of the savages, Dirk in hand, hunting the Roe, gnu and kangaroo. Neil had many animal friends, also. There was his kitten, Duff, t ellow as gold from head to tail; his caliCo grander, so called because of his gaudy feathers; Al, his cross old sheep. AVs horns were long and crooked. And he would Call fields of birds his little feathered friends. Now, there was another worker on the farm, but he paid very little attention to Neil. IIis name was Ivan Coutanche and he spoke in a queer dialect. Everyone called him Van. His disposition or speech could hardly Sullg Van's reputation for he had a kind heart which is shown in his attitude toward Neil: the youngster often laughed at his strange talk. Once he was heard to say, “Mack, gio and git the Coil o' rope from the barn, and at another time, “Mack, kin gev help me plow the field.” All these speeches made Neil laugh and yet Van was never offended. The Xavier” Fiftgseven Xeil never realized how much he would miss all his friends and surroundings until he was compelled to spend a few weeks at Keefe's Inn. a small sanitarium, because Xeil had been very sick during the past winter, and his I’ough lingered still. But, now he is home and appreciates everything all the more for having been separated from it. —Catherine Murphy Lecture Course The students of tin Academy enjoyed throughout the year a very interesting and instructive course of lectures. The series began October 10. 1021, with discourse on Maryknoll Missions and tin great work they are doing. Shortly yfter, October 20. the school was honored by a visit from Mrs. Aline Kilmer, the wife of the late soldier-poet, Joyce Kilmer. To Father Donovan, O. P., professor of literature at Providence College, we are indebted for a vast store of information about the poet, Francis Thompson, a mystic of our own times. The topic of the lecture delivered by .Miss Cristiteh, Xovember 14, was the Catholic Church in .lugo-Slavia. This was followed by a visit from Dr. .1. .1. Walsh, who gave a detailed account of Thomas a Keiupis and his book, “The Imitation.” The course was concluded with a very fine lecture on Mother Catherine McAuley, the foundress of the Order of Mercy, given by Reverend William O’Brien of Boston. March 29, 1922. The Reverend Lecturer suggested that the young ladies write an essay on the matter of his lecture. For the best paper. Father O'Brien kindly offered a prize in gold. We hear to-day that the successful competitors are (ex aequo): Edna Haekett and Catherine McCann; second in merit, Mary L. McCarthy. Congratulations, Girls! Be a Woman “Be a woman! on to duty! Raise the world from all that's low; Place high in the social heaven Virtue's fair and radiant bow; Lend thy influence to each effort That shall raise our nature human; Be not fashion’s gilded lady.— Be a brave, whole-souled, true woman!” ■'iffy-eight “The Xavier” Alumnae Notes 1 E past year has been one Bof success for the Saint Francis Xavier Alumnae. At the first meeting, held on Mercy Day. September 24. .Miss Loftus entertained the members with an interesting lecture on her visit to the Riviera. The next, on December it, tin feast of Saint Francis Xavier, Miss McTiernan gave an instructive address on her experiences in France. The third meeting was held on the evening of March 12; Reverend Lorenzo McCarthy. O. I’., delivered an inspiring discourse on Saint Thomas Aquinas. Father McCarthy infused into the heart of each and every member a great knowledge of and love for the life of this holy saint. May 2S, the grand Reunion Day. On the Academy grounds, a statute of the Sacred Heart, presented by the Misses Nash (Boston! will be dedicated to the memory of their mother, a senior alumna, who loved both the Sisters and the Academy and every spot in the Convent Gardens. A fitting program for the dedication is being arranged. Mrs. Robert dones. the president of the Alumnae, who was elected to complete Miss Gormley's term as Governor for R. I., has again been elected to that position by the I. F. C. A.. Mrs. Jones announces that Saint Mary's Academy. Broadway, has affiliated. This gives four representative high schools of Rhode Island to the I. F. C. A. The death of Mrs. McManus has been a deep sorrow to the Alumnae this year. She was one of the very active senior members and a loyal, devoted daughtei of Alma Mater, R. I. 1’. Congratulations to Miss Loretta Landrigan. 'lit, and to Miss Madeline Manning '21, both of whom have returned to S. X. A. to spend their lives within the sheltering walls of Alma Mater. Congratulations, too. to Miss Helen McQueenev '18, who has been elected president of her class in R. 1. C. K., and also to Miss Gertrude Haven, ’21. vice president. We extend sincere good wishes, also, to the many members who have taken passage in the Ship of Matrimony. May their “sea” he without a ripple! January 21, 11122. Mr. and Mrs. Frederick Anderson (Mary O’Connor), announced the birth of a son, Frederick John. Mr. and Mrs. Francis C. Cuddy (Viola Fagiul. write from Auburn, New York, that a daughter, Eileen, arrived April fifteenth. Felicitations!!! Ll minae; jsotes ‘The Xuvirr” h'iftji-iiini: Finis As you lingered o'er these pages, As you read our tales and rhymes, Were you lliiuking of the labor That is written ’tween the lines? All these themes and all these essays, To the girls who wrote them, mean Many an hour of grief and anguish Many a judgment kind, but keen. Poetry is easy sometimes If one knows just what to write; But e’en our most brilliant scholars Toiled at it with all their might. So if pleasing, you have found it, This, Our Book of ’22, Kindly let us know, in some way, Just to make us feel good—do! —Dorothy MacIntyre Si.rty The Xavier A FRIEND F. G. PETTIS Real Estate A FRIEND 3r LUCY T. KELLEY, Alumna Graduate of Hans Schneider Piano School Teacher of Piano. 55 Summer St., Central Falls 69 Steinert Bldg., Providence, R. I. Compliments of Alexander Ogg, Jr. Coal Orders Taken at the Little Red Cart Compliments of Peter F. Doyle Wm. J. GRAHAM, Prop. Cathedral Square. Compliments of Dr. Leamy Compliments of John Conlon 67O North Main St. Phone Gaspee 42 P. O. Box 401 F. B. 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