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

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 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”

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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

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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