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

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Gleeful groups of girls and boys Rev'ling in vacation joys: Swimming, sailing o’er the lakes. Planning pranks that youth awakes; Other sportive frolics mark— Can it be we hear the lark? God is good. Crimson, russet, golden leaves, Falling from the mighty trees. Cover earth’s bright carpet green;— Bands of children, too, are seen, Bright and happy, great and small, Welcoming this day in Fall. God is good. Gleaming mounds of fleecy snow Bring to boys and girls, we know, Many mirthful, harmless thrills Skimming o'er the icy rills: Where Mistletoe and holly crown Winter King of great renown. God is good. Mary E. Conley WHAT MAY WE TAKE FROM OUR CONVENT DAYS? What may we take, dear classmates true. From our Convent days in white and blue? Said one, Oh take the peaceful thoughts That visits to our Chapel brought; The loving care of Sisters blessed That we for four years have possessed. Or. why not take Our Lady’s shrine That round our hearts it may entwine? Twill strengthen us our course to run. That all temptations we may shun: And always girlhood friendships true. In every heart we may renew. With golden rules and lessons taught, With virtues holy Sisters wrought: We’ll take a thousand memories sweet Of school days spent at Mercy’s feet. Dorothy M. Almon Page Ticenty-five The Xavier

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Dearer than mercy, courage, kindness, mirth, These virtues measureless on earth: Dearer than life whose thread we all must spin, Or memory, with past and present thoughts akin, Dearer than all these things she is to me— Alma Mater! Nobler than hero, bravely facing gun, Fighting the foe from dawn to setting sun: Nobler than friends who hold their life at nought. Where honor of the other must be fought: Nobler than all these things, she is to me, Alma Mater! Ida M. Laurienzo TO MY CLASSMATE Do I love Thee? Ask the sea If it loves its life so free, Where the waves in freedom prance. And the moonbeams gently dance. As it answers yes, or no, Classmate, take my answer so. Do I love Thee? Ask the child, With her manner sweet and mild, If she loves her doll so sweet. Laughing eyes, and walking feet. As she answers yes, or no. Classmate, take my answer so. Anna V. Bolger SEASONS OF THE YEAR Budding blossoms fall in showers, Crocuses and tiny flowers: Tulips, roses, lilies pure, And the heaven s lovely azure, Chirping robins' notes of cheer, All announce that Spring is here. God is good. Page Tiventy-four The Xavier

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MOTHER AND FATHER M is for Mother, our angel on earth. O that she's ours since day of our birth. T for the trouble she’s had through the years, H for her heart,—full of love but no fears. E for her eyes, oh, so tender and sweet. R that she’s ready to help, not retreat. Put them together, they'll spell the word Mother,— Like it, on earth, there is never another. F is for Father, God’s best gift to me, A his affection, shared nobly with me, T for his toiling, yes, daily for me, H for the heart that beats gladly for me, E for the energy love spends for me. R is for right, naught else could he be. Put them together and Father they spell; Put Father with Mother, our love none can tell! Ruth A. Artesani ALMA MATER Who taught us to be strong and true. To see the good in virtue’s hue. And seek for higher things anew? Alma Mater! Who showed the best in e’en worst things. To prove the joy forbearance brings? Who taught the joy that glad heart sings? Alma Mater! When we are gone, and others here To take our place, our places dear, Will they, like us, sound love notes clear, Alma Mater? Ah. yes! that theme shall never end. In accents loud, it will ascend. For hearts towards thee will ever tend. Alma Mater! Grace L. Lee Page Twent y-six The Xavier