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

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Page Dedication ......................................... A Eucharistic Anthology—Poem........................... 9 Officials....................................... • 11 Our Chapel............................................ 12 Our Class Motto—Poem................................ 13 Personals............................................. 14 Rimes and Chimes. . .................................. 21 A Visit to Ariel—Prophecy............................. 33 Looking Backward—Poem................................. 36 Our Lady’s Shrine..................................... 38 Stories............................................... 39 Calendar.............................................. 47 Phollies of 1926 .............................. . . . 50 Class Will............................................ 65 Pages from a Diary.................................... 67 Editorials ... ....................................... 70 Alumnae Notes......................................... 75 1851—The Jubilee—1926 ................................ 78 Our Jubilee Bell Rings—Poem . 82 Farewell to Alma Mater—Poem 84

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le icatiim To Our Beloved Bishop RIGHT REVEREND WILLIAM A. HICKEY Whose holy zeal for the spread of the Kingdom of Christ manifests itself in his Promotion of Catholic Education Response to Foreign Mission Appeals Solicitude for the Reign of Our Eucharistic King in the souls entrusted by Providence to his keeping. We. the Class of ’26 of Saint Xavier's Academy. gratefully and lovingly dedicate this. Our Diamond Jubilee Volume of the Xavier. Mary A. Egan

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A Eucharistic Anthology Lo, the Sacred Host we hail, ’Neath the Sacramental veil! A frail, white Host. O Christ, concealeth Thee. Yet love can pierce this form its God to see: O Jesus, hidden God, we cry to Thee. Thou Treasure—House of love and sanctity: Our souls, You daily nourish, and yet we Thirst but the more, Eternal God, for Thee. We taste of Thee. O Christ. Thou Living Bread. We drink of Thee. Great God. Thou Fountain Head: Warm from the wine-press fell Thy blood like rain, The Xavier Page Nine