St Josephs Academy - Academia Yearbook (Portland, ME)

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KATHLEEN MAHER DALTON frightl, Augusta, Maine 1' ' faq-,.4x First 'President of St. Joseph's Alumnm Association as organized in 1931, with the yi ,fx 4, ft, graduates of St. Elizaheth's. St. Joseph's, and The King's Academy as its members. QU Q, A Graduate of St. Joseph's Academy in the class of 1912. President of the Alumnae -v 1 Association for three years, 1931-1934. ifx Q ' , .I 1. 1 Q ii M' If MRS. GERTRUDE CUNNINGHAM MAHER Cleftb, Portland, Maine 'W 1 K Y Vw , Mx? 1 Graduate of St. Elizabetlfs Academy, ciass of 1891. Second President of the Alumnae, w I Q ' 1934-1935. V X at : i Miss MARGARET 1. CONLEY ftopl, Pm-zzfma, Maine ,, , W' g Popular President of the Alumnae Association since June, 1935. Graduate of St. ,xigffy x, gy' Elizabeth's Academy, class of 1907. H ilrrjj' , s ii 1 r I 5, 11 it if A 4- 3,gffw.exa 1 we 'yr-5.1 , , , I 18. :Cf Q.: atii V ti 4 S. L n .f ?i'3':'a. . 8 535 ' it 1. . v gp J' 1 sr .f 1 x 5 atlas- o 32 -ef 4:5 1 1. I ka St. Joseplfs Academy I E al i-1 C, cs' 6. W .va F C dlp- , Mg To the Alumnae Qf St. Joseph fs Acatfemgf Gur friends, ever loyal and true,- Whose interest in us is ever sincere, Whose love for Alma Mater is inspiring and ideal,-- i We, the Class of 1936, fondly and gratefully I Il 592 g X owil n:. M, .ul i dedicate this issue of The Academia, trusting that the sentiments embodied in its pages will unite us close in the bond 'slr --. of friendship to all graduates of our dear E- St. Joseph's Academy. lu 7:- ll E , , s X4 4 e 4 - ,, mi . Il ll l:j:l I II 3 ,3-. in 3: ,' .- i A. .l L, ,,., , .Jam F ar? J K, II I I The Academia ef, A lan g Qi X , gl ll l D5 E. nl- .1 I :1 TO OUR LADY OF MERCY-FRIEND OF S Queen of all our heavenly friends, Blessed Mary, lovely Mother of S. J. A., We, thy children, feel thy love From morn 'til night, in work and play. Immaculate Virgin, thy spirit hovers o'er us, Thy presence we feel, thy care we know. Thy smile is sweet, thy touch is dear: Lady of Mercy, thou art always near. Holy Mother, keep us ever close to' thee, In school, at home, on life's highway. Remember we are thine, Children of Mary, And' thine We would always be. Faithful Friend, in life and death, Our hope rests deep in thee. Merciful Mother, keep us forever, Thy children of S. J. A. TO ST. JOSEPH Guarding the portals of our Academy Hall St. Joseph stands, loved patron of us all: Faithful and true, gentle and meek. He is our friend: his aid then we seek. Dear heavenly Patron, we pray thee today, Keep our dear graduates true in life's way. Make them remember the ideals of their school, Keep them the friends of its motto and rule. In life and in death be their comfort and friend, Bless all their days until they may end. St. Joseph, loved Father, we believe, as 'tis said. Thine aid is unfailing-be always our great family's -if 11 --is lo fi? M slr: I XII I if 'El' iq 7,1 i 3:1 it: 1 pi ld :III xgvwl vs., W' Y: , . - ln' S'PQ'fX?sf3eikg, 'ff H H I I St.Io5epl1's Academy OUR SPIRITUAL DIRECTOR, REVEREND JOHN W. HOULIHAN For over a quarter of a century, St. Joseph's Academy has been blessed in having Reverend John W. Houlihan as the spiritual director of its students. As the Class of l936 leaves the Academy, it recalls with fondness the many times Father John came to visit, to read the quarterly reports, to ofliciate at sodality receptions-always to show a sincere interest in the school and students. In his kind, fatherly talks to us, this beloved priest of God has always pointed out to us beautiful truths and placed before us the highest ideals. ' It is the wish of the Class of 1936, therefore, to express in these pages of the ACADEMIA their heartfelt gratitude to their dear Father John, prom- ising that it will always be their endeavor to remain faithful to the standards which he has so often held up to them. May God bless him and keep him many years for S. J. A.! Anita Richard, '3 6. OUR CHAPLAIN When we returned to school in September, we found that our beloved Father Meadows had been recalled to his native diocese of Providence. Reverend Father Gillis, who replaced him as chaplain, has shown, in both a spiritual and material way, his deep interest in the girls of St. Joseph's Academy. He has taken us to football games, skating parties and snow parties. In one short year Father has won a place in the hearts of all the girls. We hope that he will be with us for many years to come. Marg Rita Getchell, '36. TO OUR SISTERS To you, dear Sisters, our directress and members of the faculty, Who have labored for us during the past four years, the Class of 1936 extends thanks ' 4 -. 'X I H- M 4: .X I i ' lil ll iii' 1 and sincere appreciation. You have taught us according to the basic principles :I of a true Christian education. Your kind words have many times comforted us: your daily lives have many times been a source of inspiration to us. For all - the good you have accomplished for us, we are truly grateful and pray God xl! to bless you always, our dear teachers at S. J. A. N' Eleanor Reagan, '36. Y 1, W I X . A I7 A , J ..., Q, Il -- - s H ISI l A ll ll ' .4 f ' ' ox W I Q I -' Mil I St. Josephs Academy The Academia EDITORIAL STAFF J, 1 III rf, Editor-in-Chief a s T as MARY D. MCDERMOTT, '36 , we a s Jam Assistant Editors 'rg ., wig , NANCY M. BARRON, '36 i , fue W. ' XM MARY H. GILLOWAY, '36 A it ff ' ' lg! Business Manager Assistant Business Manager - ill FQ . I-3LRANoR J. REAGAN, '36 RUTH M. SULLIVAN, '36 T Chronicles Personals , MARY. R. GETCHELL., '36 M. ANITA R1cHARD, 36 2:5 . D ,xl Alumnae Exchanges Q A PEGGY L. RAGAN, '36 MARY E. KELLEY, '35 YM, A ' , W :I . Art Edztors , l ROBERTA A. OUELETTE, '36 ii A ' LUCILLE O. PARENT, '36 ' Typists E. MARY GILLOWA '36 ' MARY O'MALLEY, '36 ELEANOR REA A A '36 MARGARET PETTY, '36 'V ELVA MAGGS, '37 l X - - if TT sv fi - if Il Il T I gQiKiL9s'g2'i3. dw: I1 G I The Academia I if fi lx 0 ' . I at f p - J CONCERNING FRIENDSHIP Just between us, what does friendship mean? Does it signify a give and take attitude towards our friends: or, is it a selfish grasping of all the merits of this union with no contribution whatsoever? A man noted along Broadway recently referred to a pal as a bystander, and a friend as a standby. Perfect friendship is a valuable bond affording the exquisite joy of under- standing and of being understood. Its securities are trust and loyalty. True friends never permit suspicion to settle in a corner of their mind, and are always faithful and ready to defend each other's good name. The entire duty of friendship may be briefly expressed in the golden rule: To do to and for your friend. what you would have him do to, and for you. The noble fruits of friendship may be enumerated as sympathy, judgment, and influence. In rainy weather as well as when the sun shines, sympathy is an essential quality in our lives. How we cling to our friend for comfort when someone dear to us has died! Likewise this same friend is always ready to congratulate and wish us happiness at some joyful event. Whenever we have to make a decision we always ask the advice of that person and rely upon his judgment. Then, too, this close relationship may influence us for good. A friend, by good example, aids us in conforming our lives to the beautiful which we see in his life. Thus, when we consider the worth of perfect friendship let us not be so eager to give or accept the customary pat on the back without judging the force or intention behind the pat. It may be the hearty slap impulsed by joy in our good luck, or the feigning tap of a false friend. Mary McDermott, '36, BORROWING FROM TOMORROW The age-old promise, I'll do it tomorrow, has proved disastrous many, many times. What will tomorrow bring you if today is forever indebted? Joy? Hardly. Sorrow? Perhaps,-but it will surely bring a sense of guilt. What about the precious minutes that you have robbed from today? What about the good that could have been done today? Beware of idle moments! Think only of today: leave tomorrow alone. Do the duty of the present and do it well. When tomorrow comes it will be another today: treat it as such. Peggy Ragan, '3 6. if 5-'ls W Kvd' .,,. 1 A 1 sa, y I' 1 n ll. ii llffi - lllllll .445 ll .111 lf X 7 ab ll. elf: N in Y J 1 i If l IT i et: .if . .1 -miie -A N K St. Iosephls Academy CHRIST, OUR ETERNAL FRIEND Over nineteen hundred years ago in the little village of Nazareth, Christ, under the faithful guardianship of St. Joseph, worked with the rude tools of a carpenter. Here he labored long, tirelessly, and, above all, uncomplainingly. His example should enable us to perform more cheerfully the duties of our particular state in life. In that quaint little village of Nazareth, the inhabitants were few but they were industriously engaged in the various duties that made up their community life of which the Holy Family formed a part. Though many changes have come about since those early days, the minds and hearts of men remain unchanged. Since We know how Christ has suffered the same privations that many of us have to endure, it is easier for us to turn to Him in times of stress and find comfort. We would profit much by imitating Him and trying to make the people around us happier and more contented as He did in His immediate surroundings. The way Christ bore His burdens long ago shows us that when we are in need of a Friend, we can take our troubles to Him and lay them at His feet. If we do this, we can rest assured that Our Everlasting Friend will help us, for He loves us and His great desire is that we call Him Friend During His short lifeeupon earth, Christ Himself had many friends to whom He loved to go after a long day spent in preaching and healing. Especially did he like to visit Martha and Mary at the home of their brother, Lazarus. There He found rest and joy, and gave to His friends that peace which only the friends of Christ can know. Our Divine Friend's house is always nearby. There We can commune with God and receive the friendly comfort our hearts need. The church is the home of Christ, and He is always at home, eager to receive His friends. He is ever ready to give the w.elcome we seek even though we may have been estranged from Him for a time. In this instance we should keep in mind that if we seek to renew the friendship of Christ we will not be turned away. No friendship can be complete without some degree of sacrifice. ls this not so in regard to our friendship with Christ? Must we not sometimes be willing to give up little things, even big things for His love? For what are all the heart's treasures, home, loved ones, even life itself, compared to His friend- ship? To give up one's life for Christ is the supreme sacrifice: most of us may never be asked to make it. Yet no sacrifice, however small, will go unrewardedi it is Christ's promise. Is it not worthwhile? A life of friendship with Jesus here on earth means eternal happiness with Him in heaven. Shall anything then keep us from His friendship? Ah, no! Rather we must learn daily to bind ourselves closer to the Heart of the loving Christ that His friendly smile will bless us in time and eternity. Elizabeth Shannon, '36. GROWING-UP P The human heart craves friendship: the yearning must be satisfied. Throughout life, the object of friendly attachment may change, but the basic sentiment is ever the same. In the period of childhood our doll was our constant companion during the day, and very often during the night it remained tucked in bed beside us. What secrets we confided to it, and how many times, seeking consolation, we told it our troubles! Also we had pets, animal friends--a kitten, rabbit, canary, etc., any one of these might have been the object of our affection. Perhaps a ' v . Ai w x . '93 9 t if i if' ii 3 I .ii- f llggiseigeill 135 IK e QM il -Z The Academia f. ,-l- ' 6 .5 A E PIL ill l ll 'ur faithful dog was our pal, ready to travel with us and to protect us at all times. As we grew older, books became our friends. From fairy stories we pro- ceeded to tales of adventure, histories, and novels. Likewise, we may have found our scrapbook was a valuable friend. In it we stored appealing poems, beautiful pictures, bits of advice, wise sayings, and accounts of unusual happenings. This was a treasure house on some rainy days, perhaps. But real friendship requires that the object of affection give some animate and living response. So we became tired of our doll which we found couldn't speak comforting words to us and always had the same blank expression on its painted face. A dog might seem to want to be companionable, but it wasn't human like ourselves. A book offered wonderful flights into the worlds of other human beings, but we sometimes wondered if they were real. Something truly alive was what we wanted. Thus human friendships developed from the little girl friends with whom we played grown-ups to school comrades, tried and true. Perhaps like Anne of Green Gables, we were fortunate enough to have a bosom friend. As we grew older, school associations grew into social contacts with the world. Home, school, church life brought many new friends. These we have today. Friends may be influenced. Who can say what may be the extent of our advice and example? We are Catholics. By living good Catholic lives we are participating in Catholic Action. As Catholic young women today it is our duty to belong to the Sodality, to the Women's Council, and other Catholic organizations in order to obtain the most from our religion and to be a Catholic friend in every sense of the word. The Church binds her members by a Catholic mark of friendship, the Body and Blood of our Lord Jesus Christ. She wishes all her children to be friends of the Master in the fullness of friendship,-namely, participation and sharing in the joys and sorrows of life. The Heart of Christ will share the love of all in the world if only they will have it so. We are grown-up now. Being friends of Christ, however, we must always be simple, innocent, and child-like of heart. For the heavenly friends of our Lord, according to His own words, are little children. Oh, let us never become too grown-up! Mary McDermott, '36. SAMUEL JOHNSON'S FRIENDS If a man does not make new acquaintances as he advances through life he will soon find himself left alone. A man, Sir, should keep his friendship in constant repair. This saying of Dr. Samuel Johnson's gives his excellent opinion concern- ing friendship. He compares this fruitful bond to some article which must be frequently renovated or strengthened in order that its full benefit may be received. The theory was practised and exemplified during his whole life. A great man, respected by all his associates, he regarded a certain few as his intimates. These friends he gathered together in his Literary Club. There they expounded their ideas on various subjects and enjoyed brilliant conversation: there, also, the striking colloquial talents of the author of the Dictionary were never better displayed for he was surrounded by men who could send him back every ball he threw. These members of the Club included Garrick, the mimic. renowned on the London stage: Goldsmith, the poet, author of the Vicar of Wakefield and the Deserted V illage : Joshua Reynolds, famous artist of that period: and James Boswell, Johnson's deep admirer and biographer. 1 . 'fa-,Q 9 U X ei:- W .va K ,rl gf ily? - l li :J fs a Q- I I St.IosepI1'5 Academy I I 9 f lb xg. 3 A I XI' -fl 6 W.. 46 rg. I' I l If The Literary Club consisted of so many celebrated personalities that with its versatile founder, Johnson, it is placed upon a pedestal in the minds of many as an ideal organization. However, although society has not always been favored by such perfection of variety, its shadow may be discerned among differ- ent groups of persons today. Especially about the schoolroom it lurks. Here, perhaps, is one whose oratorical powers are already evidenced, a girl who is always ready, willing, and able to converse wittily on diversified subjects. Here, too, may be the quiet girl, within whose head rhymes are constantly jingling or a plot for a story is developing. The class, moreover, usually includes a linguist who can translate Latin and speak French glibly. It may have not only a cultured young lady, but a chic model of the latest creations from Paris. Likewise, it may have an historian, having a thorough knowledge of the background of a nation as well as of all her classmates. This group of leaders would be the joy of their devoted Boswells. Even when the golden rule days are but a memory we continually form mutual attachments with many types of persons and unconsciously follow Johnsons timely maxim, A man, Sir, should keep his friendship in constant re air. p Mary McDermott, '3 6. FRIENDSHIP IS NOT FLATTERY Beautiful words! These do not always indicate true friendship. For friendship is something deeper, something loftier than mere vocal expression. It comes from the soul: it is written in our actions, it is shown in our character: it ascends to God on the wings of our prayers. What more can we ask of God than that He look down and bless our friendships? A true friendship is the richest gem a man can possess-a gem more precious than diamonds. For he has someone to whom he can confide his thoughts-happy thoughts--sad thoughts-someone to share them all, to rejoice with him in his good fortune, to console him in his trouble,-this some- one is a friend. The human heart is frail. It needs comfort, consolation, understanding, and above all it needs guidance. A true friend is the best guide-a guide of high moral courage. If the guide advises wrongdoing he is an enemy. He tries to deceive with his meaningless flattery-beware of such a man. Flattery is danger- ous. It is never found in true friendshi P. , Peggy Ragan, '3 6. 1. An important announcement before THE ACADEMIA is rolled off the press is that of the coveted honor parts for graduation. They have been assigned to four of the Classical Course students as follows: Valedicrory .........,....,. MARY D. MCDERMOTT Salurarory ...... .....,.....,. N ANCY M. BARRON Honor Essay ........,. ELIZABETH A. SHANNON Class Essay ...............,....,. M. ANITA RICHARD The faculty and student body join in offering sincere congratulations to these girls who have received their merited reward for four years of persevering and successful study. I .., w x . . ' 6 .,, .A R . 51 il, :ul -Il ' -1- .Q ' ,gi ' 1 I :J .f4'SQiv5' 2ix DL 4 YJ I I I 2 Ou ' F ' 125 ,Q ri I The Academia .11 li 'E 94 e K . X si Q.. I -H NANCY MAYNES BARRON Portland . 1 gf-. N 'e.g.r,,. . Course-Classical Friend of the sages, wise men of old, Friend of us all, with a heart of pure gold. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Associate Editor, 4: Class President, 1: Classical Forum, 2: Latini Comites, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, 4: Dramatics, 1: Promoter of the League of the Sacred Heart, 1, 2, 3, 4. Favorite Study: Chemistry: Favorite Expression: Don't tell meI : Hobby: Collecting recipes: Ambition: To be a chemist. Nancy is our prize speaker, both formal and informal. She holds the record for time and subject matter. She never seems to tire of talking: and, on every topic, from football or any other sport to books, ancient, modern, as well as current events of local, national, or international importance, she is always up-to-date. Nancy has been an excellent student for four years. We are sure she will be famous some day: we used to think it would be as a -lawyer or a chemist. But of late we wonder if she won't be putting Graham McNamee out of a job. We delight in Nancy's grunts after a particularly pleasing CU assignment has been given. Good-bye, Nancy-we'll hear more of you. l. lg.. sl Ja 0 'l ml 184 .- u W4 YI i Q s Y ' l:i:l I X X -, ' ,Q v Q' rl Il I I St. J ose pI1'5 Academy MARGARET LOUISE DIEALY- Marge Lewiston Course-Latin-Scientiiic Willing and ready to help the rest, She's truly a friend and one of the best. ACTIVITIES Children of Mary Sodality, 1, 2, 3, 43 Second Assistant, 43 St. Gregory's Music Circle, 1, 2, 3, 4: Maria Immaculata Art Club, 4: Frolickers, 4: Dramatics, 4. Favorite Study: Biology: Favorite Expression: I renege : Hobby: Reading: Ambition: To be a nurse. Marge is one of our most serious Seniors and perhaps the only one who is living up to that famous term dignified, applied to Seniors in general. Though she is usually sedate, sometimes nonchalant, seldom worried, she is always good-natured and persevering in whatever she undertakes. We are sure she will make a most capable nurse and we wish her the best of luck always. 0' I I Cl i s I 'n . qi .WI :Il li.. , ,sf 5' ' 5- ' w ' 'T s I . I L 24 - IMI . Sv X 'M I 'ff H I I The Academia U ' f , .cl gl-L ll E -1 Il II MARY RITA GETCHELL Old Orchard Course-Latin-Scientific Charming ways and friendships meet In her laughing eyes and dancing feet. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Chronicle Editor, 4: Class President, 4: Class Vice-President, 1: Class Secretary, 2, 3: Children of Mary Sodality, 1, 2, 3, 4: Prefect, 4: Secretary, 3: Maria Immaculata Art Club, President, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, Vice-President, 4: St. Gregory's Music Circle, l, 2, 3, 4, President, 4: Treasurer, 3: Frolickers, 43 Dramatics, l, 2, 3, 4. Favorite Study: French: Favorite Expression: Oh, that telephone! 3 Hobby: Dancing: Ambition: To be a private secretary. Mary, the beloved Senior of the school and the most popular girl of the class, has many worries. No wonder she's thin. It's no unusual sight to see her glancing madly at the clock when it's time to ring the bell, or dashing through the study hall mumbling: For Pete's sake, that old telephone! As a story teller Mary excels. When you see a crowd around her in the recreation hall, you may be sure Mary is giving a dramatic recital of a most exciting experience or recounting the marvelous qualities of her favorite movie star. Jovial and full of fun, Mary can be dignified, and we are sure her success in school will be continued throughout life. 5.5 . I v Jw I T 5 l P' I l U E -,,..-2 ' Xi 67, Arzlx x g l gQgiQi9if i3 X -vi E' ' 5 II St. loseplfs Academy I , -3 if 20 QA If K Ja .rl A 9 f sa X 'I' 1 I? -1-. --1: l MARY HELEN GILLOWAY- GilIowa Portland l Course-General f' 'Tis the 'mind that makes the body rich, A ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Assistant Editor, 4, Typist, 3, 4: Classical Forum, 2: French Club, 3: Dramatics, 1. Favorite Study: English: Favorite Expression: All right! : Hobby: Tennis: Ambition: Private secretary. Thoughts How from Mary's mind and words from her mouth as swiftly as her fingers skim over the typewriter keys. Never at a loss for words to express her ideas, and with a memory that can retain long quotations and long lists of namesqwe are sure Mary will be a success in the business world. Without her eflicientghelp, the ACADEMIA material would just never have reached the printers these past two years. , Q if 9-' if N--an .Fm ini at X -5:9 :Il I f 1 f uf! 40,4 l 'A E91 fvl li-Nr .3 l V 'in I it --5 I ii- -1-1 - ,f-? ix.. f x ' II eekasiififiza X195 I l rx - 'N The Academia ll I I d ey .ii Q ! PIII ii lil E' IIII MARY ETHEL KELLY Sherman, Maine Course-Classical Always helpful, willing, kind, A truer friend would be hard to find. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Exchange Editor, 4: Children of Mary Sodal- ity. 2, 3. 4, First Assistant, 4: St. Gregory's Music Circle, 2, 3, 4, Vice-President, 4: Maria Immaculata Art Club, 4: Frolickers, 4: Latini Comites, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, Secretary. Favorite Study: Mathematics: Favorite Expression: For crying out loud! : Hobby: Music: Ambition: To be a music teacher. Mary is one of our most popular Seniors. Ever obliging and generous, her friendly personality, the charming twinkle of her eye and her ready smile have endeared her to the hearts of all. We can't imagine the Class of 1936 with- out her. The best of life to you always, Mary, and may you Stay as Sweet as You Are. i r ull, if X Mr I l if E 2' U ri i I -2 ,,.-f azggg- - j L x9i 'i4'4. Xa? St. Ioseplfs Academy fl ees V.. lag 6 W K 210. s 1 fi MARY DELIA MCDERMOTT Portland Course-Classical She will prove herself umiz me end A loyal, loving, steadfast friend. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Editor-in-Chief, 4: Latini Comites, Consul, 45 Le Cercle Sevigne, Treasurer, 4: Classical Forum, 2: Dramatics, 1, 3, 43 Mission Unit, Secretary, 4. Favorite Study: Latin: Favorite Expression: Why not? : 49? fe 0 X, . .of , - Ag i EL ill 'n i 5 1 J 49' l ', Sa' Visa: Y i if ii Hobby: Writing letters: Ambition: Private secretary. i Mary is our big expectation. Though very modest and unassuming, she has continuously advanced in her studies so that now she stands at the head. 1, Intelligent, brilliant, clever-all these and similar adjectives apply to Mary. - Calm, unhurried, and reserved, she is likewise most entertaining and most inter- esting company. Because of her ability to be friends with everyone we all love ' Mary and know she will always continue to be the pride of '36, W -- V F ' . YZ, . .. es A ' 5? 4' X lk Q . 1 - xx 1 U4 Il Y J i X '-gf i.9if 'ggrx 'es l 'Ill I The Academia -l ul- '9 1 -s.' . Q. N il. 'Il -g , E - ROBERTA ALICE CECILIA OUELLETTE- Bobby Fort Kent, Maine i li. x QI I A 4 . . M if 'x 1 ,Ye- . ' 'Mr lf J. lull Course-Latin-Scientific Her days are filled with happiness, And her heart is filled with friendliness. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Art Editor, 4: Children of Mary Sodality. Secretary, 49 Maria Immaculata Art Club, Secretary, 4: St. Gregory's Music Circle: Frolickers, 4g Le' Cercle Sevigne, 4. Favorite Study: Any science: Favorite Expression: Oh, Joy! : Hobby: Painting: Ambition: To be a teacher of art. ' 'Ei Bobby's deep-set, expressive brown eyes, her winning smile, witty say- ings. and charming manner have made her a general favorite at S. J. A. A talented artist and musician, a lover of all-sports, and an earnest, hard-working student is this sweet young lady from way up North. We are sure Bobby will be loved wherever she goes. . -nl l 'L -Q ,iffav iii i we .nn ll f Y I gQ:aQs9.:s2'gg. dai 5 GSK It Jag r, 0 f 'fr I Il C1 I I St. losepI1'5Acaclemy MARY KATHERINE O'MALLEY Portland 'E-lb M Ng 1 1 I I 9 , of I I. II I Sr, 5 Ill Course-General Ez Conter1ted and cheerful, happy and free, 9. Friendly and faithful ever is she. Iv FSL' ACTIVITIES 41 .ir A ACADEMIA, Typist, 4: Class President, 2, 3: Class Vice- I VT -1- President, 4: Class Secretary, lg Classical Forum, 2: I U French Club, 3. , 'Vi-' Favorite Study: History: Favorite Expression: Right in R the pink g Hobby: Swimming: Ambition: Nurse. ..... Mary is our Irish beauty with the great big eyes which she has learned to :J open wide in an air of interested surprise when called on in class. She has been one of our most successful class oflicers. Her jolly manner has helped her to dance her way into the hearts of us all. Good luck to you, Mary! H Y' Il I X A-PM S -f':Le e '35 Y .15 xx A Q ' A I 7 I I , 'N ' , s 4 'T' , - I bang 414- X IA FIJI I The Academia -i1 I -Q' - W 1 Q En LUCILLE ODETTE PARENT- Lulu Lewiston I V i, ml F its l l . V, ! 1 I 1 Course-Classical Fair and sweet, with a true-blue heart- She's learned how to make friendship an art. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Art Editor, 4: Larini Comites, Quaestor, 4: Maria Immaculata Art Club, Vice-President, 4: Frolick- ers. 4. Favorite Study: Chemistry: Favorite Expression: Woe is meI : Hobby: Sailingg Ambition: To be an artist. Lulu was a happy introduction into the class during its senior year. This beautiful lass from Lewiston has become a friend of all at S. J. A., but she has real reasons for wanting to go home every week-end. From the top of her head to the tip of her toes, Lulu is an artist. There is no limit to what her skillful lingers can do, and we predict a successful future for her, because she has perseverance and the ability to study. 1 I ll if in ' my X x ef? if 1 I i f , 1 9 F' V ', Ju fwl A3-5 N .ll al., 2 ,iffsv gil - we I igQ5aQitiv gQ. X45 Il I I St. loseplfs Academy I I MARGARET MARY PETTY- Peggy Portland I I I Course-Commercial Gentle in manner, kind of heart, She's always glad to do more than her part. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Typist, 4: Children of Mary Sodality, 1, 2, 3, Sacristan, 4: Maria Immaculata Art Club, Treasurer, 4: Frolickers, 4, Dramatics, 1, 2, 3, 4. Favorite Study: History: Favorite Expression: Where's Mary? : Hobby: Swimming: Ambition: Stenographer. Margaret is the class baby and a favorite with everyone. She is a chubby, active little miss with a beautiful pink and white complexion and a smile that would brighten up the darkest corner. Sometimes she puts on a charming, make-believe worried attitude. Then everyone is distressed until the worry vanishes, which, fortunately, happens quickly. She is truly a devoted, generous little friend. The school is going to miss you, Margaret. . t l 6' we ,- I ki EI, ia! E .er ' To f D lx Y Y -Sf. NQst,s' zg. X45 ,B ' It 1 I I The Academia I I .l v GH nl Q. K x , C V' ..- I neu: ll X 'PII 21 K: ?Il 5 . MARGARET LEE RAGAN- Peggy P01-gland Course--Classical A loyal heart, a comrade true, A good, kind friend through and through. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA. Alumnae Editor. 4: Latini Comites, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, 4: Classical Forum, 2: Dramatics, 4. Favorite Study: Mathematics: Favorite Expression:, Yes, but . . Hobby: Arguing: Ambition: To be a lawyer. Peggy is the tall, thin girl, who knows all the answers to the questions asked in History class. She is a loyal friend, especially to Lisbeth : she is iirm in her convictions, determined in purpose, extremely well-read, and a most intelligent student of world affairs. She would like to be a lawyer: we are sure she has every characteristic necessary for a good one. Perhaps we'll be giving you cases soon, Peggy. By the way, she insists that her name is not Margaret lt 42. nfl, A Ii Jo .H 5 I F 5 I III , ,PS f W if I fn E 4' 'N fir: f ,.-4 14 4 Q srl A KQQQD-m12 4 4 X A U St. Joseplfs Academy I I U ii, ' 29 ll, Ja' , 'I Ivy ul, E ELEANOR JOYCE REAGAN- Ung PQI-gland ii fx Y ,A k Course-Commercial She makes us laugh when we are blue, And her merry laugh rings clear and true. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Business Manager, 4, Typist, 4: Class Treas- urer, 3, 43 French Club, 33 Dramatics, 1. Favorite Study: English: Favorite Expression: Hello, Honey Chile : Hobby: Collecting china animals: Ambi- tion: To be a librarian. Eleanor's perpetual smile and ever-ready wit, together with her brainy plans and willingness to help, will make her appreciated by her future associates, :I as she has been by us. Her infectious laugh has spread sunshine in more than .-.. one class and at more than one recess. She is a good reader and knows and loves books. We wish our intelligent darling Happy Landings. ll ll I llllllll w an Q , ,,. ,J 4. I N HEL I1 The Academia 9 'FL Q1 F:- ,eggs ii Full lil E MARY ANITA RICHARD- Needa B Portland Course-Classical If you are wise and make her your friend You'll never regret it until your life's end. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Editor of Personals: Class Vice-President, 2. 3: Class Secretary, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, President, 4: Latini Comites, 4: Classical Forum, 2: Dramatics, 1. Favorite Study: French: Favorite Expression: You're all right : Hobby: Collecting souvenirs: Ambition: To be a nurse. Anita is our never-failing help with the French translations. Besides this. we all love her for her gracious, pleasing manner and her eflicient cooperation with all the class in every class undertaking. She has an interesting collection of souvenirs, and what stories they would tell if they only could! We wish you every lovely thing in life, Needa B! -11- 5.5 If M 221 X l P2 'JP' I l 1' ,D N I' x Y ui 60g l 1, if: fvl l'-M 1 UP f V 'i E ,Ill 2' W lb rl ,Q ' K' f sv 4: i ' r xl - , 4 K y I ' gQS3Sirsxi' ':.5. X195 9:3 I 1 St. Joseplfs Academy 0? I , gf W Je' V +7 .1- qi- .i-- .-if 11 .111- i-1 ELIZABETH ANN SHANNON- Lisbeth Portland Course-Classical The only way to have a friend is to be one. ACTIVITIES Class Treasurer, 1, 2: Latini Comites, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, 4: Classical Forum, 2: Dramatics, l. Favorite Study: English: Favorite Expression: Huh? 3 Hobby: Taking long walks with Peggy: Ambition: Pri- vate secretary. Elizabeth is one of the quiet members of the class. Sometimes she seems bored, except where Peggy is concerned, but she is really interested in every class project and always proves an earnest, capable worker. Recitations never give her any trouble: she always knows her lessons. We know Lisbeth will come out on top. 9 ,, yi, .I ll A .LV -I-F Y V F . I ll gm ill TE.-1' s f 24 , Yr, . ,-. ixis , QI, ggi' x ll fPQi5K Q1LX4 ivi 'Q E l The Academia . ii 6 'Fa' ' v . ,.. l nL lx il. : 'll JE 692 M CAROLINE WILBUR STERLING- Carrie Alfred, Maine Course-Latin-Scientific Her sparkling viuacity, her laughter we prize, And the beauty of soul which reflects in her eyes. ACTIVITIES St. Gregory's Music Circle, Treasurer, 4: Le Cercle Sevigne, 4: Dramatics, 3, 4. Favorite Study: Chemistry: Favorite Expression: Oh, nothing! : Hobby: Playing the piano: Ambition: Teacher. Caroline is our iirst-class pianist and dancer, and likewise one of our beauties. Her charming personality and her desire to please everyone have made her a general favorite. Although she has been with us only the past two years we shall never forget her cheerful outlook on life and her vivacious, happy disposition. You were made for music and everything beautiful, Caroline. .1 ul -Tig 'Q -fl' lflf 25. cj, 0 D f lip-H ill -, 11 ,:- 27' f sv II' 4 sn 47 NNW of ff 'Fw 144' 1- Y , 5 'Q A fyigbvnfyi 4 X ll! l St. Joseplfs Academy RUTH MARGUERITE SULLIVAN Portland I Il ..- A 's J . G9 UA N -2. if 1' I 5. .li Ml QL uf 'II iia Course-General Soft is her flight as that of a bird, Broken only by friendly word. ACTIVITIES ACADEMIA, Assistant Business Manager, 4: Latini Comites, 4: Classical Forum, 2: Dramatics, l. Favorite Study: General Science: Favorite Expression: Oh, dear! : Hobby: Reading: Ambition: Nurse. Ruth is a champion ad and ticket seller. You would never guess it either, for she is modest, quiet, and unassuming. She is also a model of neatness and a thorough student. Somehow, we think she will make an ideal nurse. Any patient would think her just as sweet as we do. 5' l uw' l 9 40 1 I 1, ,QA V li I A A .QE A ,sv Jil -,wg v , g 'ig Qi-avgaigx 'am I -.. The Academia l - .. . ,ny -.. 1 lung in lb ia: :ll Q , , FAREWELL TO THE CLASS OF 1936 The beautiful month of June is at hand, when, as Lowell so aptly states, Then, if ever, come perfect days. Once more the birds awaken us with their notes of cheer, and shoots of green and dainty-colored blossoms peep out from their winter hiding-places. Yes, indeed, Nature is in its full glory, and how well it portrays the might and majesty of its Creator! The month of June likewise brings along with it the time when even the best of friends must part. Graduation is drawing near and we must bid you, the Class of 1936, a sad adieu. A sudden pang of loneliness seizes our hearts at the thoughts of your departure from the halls of S. J. A. Will this parting mean the forgetting of our associations, or the breaking of those friendships formed during our years together? Nay, rather let them grow stronger and truer, never to be forgotten as time rolls on. Upon our hearts you, our dear Seniors, have imprinted the meaning of sincere and honest friendship: you have never failed us. The memory of your helpful, good-will attitude will ever be before us, furnishing us with inspiration. Your exemplary student life will be our guiding light as we march on to victory during our remaining days as S. J. A.-ers. Therefore, mingled with these thoughts of fond farewell are sincere and heartfelt wishes to each and every one of you for years of happiness and success. We pray that C1od's kindly benediction may reach to every day of your future. Aileen Leigher, '3 7. fy YQ an 44 5' 1:1 3 ll lllll Q We f 3'f't,-Q I f , Tl. ' cl I I St. Joseph 5 Acct emy I I . I T X fi- vlkofgfii --E Aux val ,R WI ,110-ft. Jaw: f ff T ,f mggflfef 91259 .,, , , l 'I 6 vi? I - ts 7 xl' I w. ' ,ir . 1' NN H ff ff 1 'w ir 925 X X Xi' , ' . Y' ' Rav' x . Lf E ll ' , - Lg -- - W si c .ef pl? F- X , - Jo' F' I QQA ,I I s --'O 1 x 'T J 7 -4 eq'-' i . X ON THE VALUE OF FRIENDS JF-MI. To obtain gold, silver, ore, etc., from mines men go to a great deal of E trouble. Gold is precious and must be treated accordingly. Men handle it more ll carefully than they would spun glass. They realize that gold in many ways is E the most precious material object in the world. After it is mined, they wash it and rewash it many times in order that it may be cleansed of all impurities. The mining of precious ores is arduous work, but the final reward is great. So it should be with the treasures that may be taken from friendship. True friends are even more precious than gold. We must endeavor to secure the best from friendship, but when We find it 4 We must be as careful in taking it as the miners are in taking the purest of ores. As there are different types of mines, so there are different types of friends. But, just as all ores,-silver, gold, iron, copper, etc., are fundamentally alike in that I they are all taken from the earth, so are all friendships fundamentally alike in I that they spring from the heart. ' V Among the different types of friends are the wise, the serious, and the gay friends. The wise friends are always willing to help. Although at times we '1- may do something which to them seems foolish, nevertheless, they are always willing to give advice that will help us to remedy the situation. 1- Serious friends are always helpful. Whenever we are feeling serious, too, Q.. we can be sure of finding someone who will share our mood and understand it. VQ' When we are glad, they are glad with us, and when we are too gay they serve as a balancing check to our emotions. Q f Our gay friends are perhaps the most popular. That perhaps may be one I of the many definitions of friends-one with whom you can always be happy 5' , 20 A :P . -Q' .Q . if 44? ' if j E igfii-9is' i1-axavi The Academia d 91' . 'fx Qi i n lil and cheerful. This world would be very dark, gray and sombre if the gay, laughing, friendly people were not in it. The friends who make up a large part of the world are the people whom we see on the street daily and who always have a cheerful smile and a cheery word. A passer-by who gives us a sunny smile is a friend for that day, though we may never see him again. Yes! There are treasures in friends, but they must be mined carefully and cherished forever or they will become tarnished and rust from disuse or no usage at all. We can demand much of friends-we shall always receive what we want if we want it sincerely. Those friends thou hast and their affection tried, Grapple them to thy heart with hoops of steel. Nancy M. Barron, '36. A Low CEILING g She stepped into the ofiice of the airport out of the storm, her rich-looking fur coat covered with crystals of rain, a foolish little hat perched ridiculously atop her titian ringlets. The young lady was of tall, slender build and her face bore a mark of distinction but betrayed no sign of sophistication. Good evening, Mr. Rogers. I-ler voice was quiet but hurried. Oh, good evening, Dr. Adams. What under the sun brought you out here on the field on a night as horrid as this? Is there a plane through to Seattle tonight? the young doctor asked. They need me badly at St. Mary's Hospital there. The Seton County Fuel Co. has had a terrible explosion and one of the girls working in the ofiice there was hurt seriously. You see, her ribs were crushed when she fell down the stairs in the rush and one is pressing against her heart-just like the 'Stewart girl's last month. I simply must get through. Mr. Rogers looked at the girl intently while she talked, but his face turned to one of astonishment when he heard her conclusion. What, are you crazy? he asked. No pilot would dare fly with the visi- bility as bad as it is tonight. But can't you see that that girl needs me? Nobody else will operate! It's a matter of a human life. Your life is as valuable as hers and I'm not taking any chances. Sorry. but remembering my rules as superintendent of this airport I can't let any of my men up tonight. The young doctor's eyes filled with hot tears as she answered, You've helped me before: I'm sorry that I can't depend upon you tonight. With a curt goodnight she vanished again into the darkness. She had no sooner left when Jim Carsons, expert pilot of the Eagle Lines, entered the main oiiice from his own ofHce. Pretty determined, these women, aren't they, Rogers? That was Dr. Adams. She and I often have words- But he didn't have time to finish. '- 'x 295 li Jo' .H A I if X 1 I 1 ii -11- nl lg -ul if-1'-5 ,NS , ll a U -sfeesservqq use X-'sr I Y 'H vb I ,5 fl A St.1osepl1'5 Academy I '5-9 ' QJIA lf Ja' 'i. l ' fa 1 l if gi- What a chance! I've flown her to Seattle in good weather and I'll get her through tonight. He snatched his pilot's cap from the closet and was gone in a minute. No use following him, thought Rogers. No telling what he'll do! Yes? answered Dr. Adams to a voice from behind. Dr. Adams, said Jim, breathlessly, I'll get you through to Seattle tonight. Now! Are you ready to leave? Do you feel that we can make it, Mr. Carsons? No harm trying. My bags are in my car over by the gate. FineI You get those while I wheel the plane onto the field and warm up. All set? asked Jim, when they were both strapped in their seats in his twin-motor plane. Yes, replied the doctor, let's hurry! All through that terrible blackness of the clouds Janet sat rigidly in her seat, but she was getting used to it now. Jim didn't take his eyes from the controls and after those 300 tedious miles of continuous fog they landed safely at the Seattle port. Carson paid no attention to the murmurs of praise that came from the mechanics at the field who saw him make such a perfect landing. He hailed a taxi and escorted the young doctor to the hospital as he had done many times before. The operation was successful: and during her three weeks' stay with her patient, Dr. Adams saw Jim very often. Dear old Father O'Connor smiled to himself when he saw them walking down the corridor toward him one morning, three months after Janet had been appointed to the hospital staff. He was taken to one side and all that could be heard were whispers until Janet said aloud, So that is the day we've picked-the day brother Jack returns from Rome a real priest. Father, I can hardly wait! God bless you both, the priest smiled as he took both by the arm and they strolled slowly down the corridor and into the elevator. Catherine Goff, '37. A FRIEND A friend is someone you trust and love, ' Who'll stick through thick and through thin: Who'll help you to bear every trouble and care, And aid you in all you begin. A friend never flatters, he's honest and true: He may tell you your faults for he knows: But a friend who's a friend, is a friend to the end, No matter what comes or goes. So stick to your friend and do all you can To make his life cheery and gay, Sure, he has his sorrow, so make his tomorrow Much brighter than was his today. Catherine Sullivan, '37. , wt r ,Q Q l A n f 2 il J, 5lx,,' lb ly 144 l ' C' 3? rx N A - Y, l is i . ll i.f,.NQb947 gfX 1 ill The Academia Q i Ns 94' i l llillai 'xl E THE GREAT FRIENDSHIP OF RAPHAEL AND LUCA The following story is told of the great master painter, Raphael, when he was a happy little boy living in Urbino, Italy, with his loving mother and father. Life was pleasant in those days in Urbino. In the fine old houses every stone was sound. Men built them to live in and to pass on to their children after them. The peasants were good friends with the prince. They knew that in any trouble they could go to the palace and receive help. Each one did his work in the best way so all were happy and contented. Can you picture to yourself good wise Giovanni Sanzio, and his little son, Raphael, running by his side? It is the holy evening time of a feast day. The deep-toned bells are ringing. The setting sun casts long shadows across the hills. Yes, life was very good in Urbino in those days. At this time Urbino was becoming famous for its pottery. Tall vases, graceful jars, and beautiful bowls were made there. When the prince wished to send a gift to anyone, he often chose a piece of Urbino pottery. Now there lived in Urbino a master potter. His name was Benedetto and he had a beautiful daughter, Pacifica. Raphael loved her. He loved everything that was beautiful and kind. One day Raphael was sad because his friend Luca, the painter, was in trouble. Luca was a strong, manly fellow who would have liked to be a soldier but because he loved Pacifica he was working with her father. The Prince had offered a prize for the best painting on a vase. How Luca wished that he might win the prize! He had heard Benedetto say that the best painter should marry Pacifica. No wonder Luca was troubled! He knew there were many artists in Urbino who could paint better than he. Raphael, too, knew this. He could not bear to see his friend, Luca, in tears. How could he help his friend? This thought came to him again and again and at last he found a way. He hurried to Luca. Let me paint the vase, said Raphael. For three months the lad Raphael worked every day in Luca's attic before 3 bowl almost as big as himself. No one but Luca knew what Raphael was omg. In the attic Raphael passed the most troubled hours of his life. He would not allow Luca to look at what he had done. If he went away he locked his work in a cupboard. So Raphael worked all spring. The tulips bloomed and withered. The wheat and barley were cut. The allotted time for the contest was nearly ended. One afternoon Raphael went to Luca, took him by the hand and said, Come He led the young man up to the attic. Luca gave a cry when he saw the vase. Then he fell on his knees before Raphael. G d :Dear Luca, do not do that, said his friend. If it is good, let us thank o . When the vase was put away Luca said, But Raphaelino, I do not see how your wonderful work will help me. I could not let it pass as mine. That would be a shame, a fraud. The only answer was Do trust me. U5-,A B 1 X 406 W F1 A H 6 1,7 1 W Ll. 411 . u V ' tn II - IIIII Q II I I St. Ioseplfs Academy At last the great day arrived. All the vases were displayed on a long table in Benedetto's studio. Each vase was marked with a number. The prince, fol- lowed by Benedetto, came in. I-Ie passed from vase to vase and for each one he had a word of praise. Before Luca's vase he was silent. At last, before one that stood at the very farthest end of the table, he gave a cry of delight. Benedetto was greatly sur- prised and pleased. Giovanni Sanzio came a little nearer and tried to see over the shoulder of those in front. This is by far the most beautiful. It is worth its weight in gold, said the prince, as he lifted the great jar. 'iBut whose is it? he asked, impatiently. Master Benedetto, I pray you name the artist. Quick, I pray you. It is marked number eleven, my Lord. Let him who has the number stand out. The prince has chosen your work. Do you hear? No one moved. Then Raphael loosened his hand from his father's hand and went forward and stood before the master potter and the prince. I painted it, he said. The prince stepped forward and placed a jewel hung on a gold chain over his shoulders. Then Raphael turned to his father. Is it true that I have won the prize? Quite true, said Sanzio. Raphael looked up at Master Benedetto. Then I claim the hand of Pacifica. You cannot mean that, answered Benedetto smiling. I do indeed, replied Raphael, though I give the rights which I have won to my dear friend Luca. He is the best man in all the world and loves Pacifica most truly. Benedetto burst into tears. It shall be as you wish. Luca sprang forward, pale as death. In thanksgiving he knelt before Raphael, his great friend, where all the world of art has knelt ever since. Roberta Ouellette, '36. PRETENDING My goodness, I've never before realized that our household is such a pretending one. Yet today it has struck me very forcibly that everyone in our family seems to have that trait. Sometimes it is very amusing, while at other times it's too exasperating for words. First there's Mother. She always pretends that she isn't tired. No matter how much we may coax her to rest after working very hard she insists that she must keep on. Then there's Father. He can pretend as well as the youngest in the family. When he cuts his linger he must pretend that he's a small boy again and come running to Mother. Next in order is Philip, my oldest brother. I-Ie just revels in pretending that he is the boss of the household and that he must be treated as such. I I I -'s cp. 9 I x 5,2 if 5.4 gi-1 J ! lm may It , Q.. eff, I x , I IIII I Q II III 5 I The Academia I I I li? FL Fll gp? 71. Q1-. Then comes John. He certainly can pretend that he is the bri htest in his class and therefore doesn't need to study very much! Even when Ire is finally forced to study he is the best one you ever saw at pretending to study! At table a favorite habit of his is pretending that he hasn't had his piece of cake yet. But the best little pretender of them all is Baby Connie. She borrows Mother's hat, dress, loves and shoes and pretends that she is the lady next door coming to call on Nfother. I suppose it is her regular daily practice that makes her so proficient in this art. T As for myself, perhaps you can guess that there must be a streak of that i. family characteristic in me. You're' right! I do love to pretend! 1 Betty MCSQUCIHOU, '35. 'H ,f H05 G W EARLY IN THE MORNING .pax I like to get up early, ' WM, Early in the morn, P' And see the world around me if Brighten with the dawn. I A radiant ball of fire ll' , Rising in the sky- , The sun, greeting the cheery hours, -1 , Beams on passers-by. - The little birds awaken, ,V f Chirping merrily, And ily from the blue heavens to earth Hoping sunshine to see. A . Instead of bei-ng dreary, All at once it seems I The streets which lay in slumber deep Waken from their dreams. So early in the morning Everyone is gay. Oh, who has not a happy heart -u ii. Mary Gzlloway, '36. .1 11.1 -H At the wakening of day? l 4 VI ' ' E: ,Qs-'f , sv Agile i vp nm ., nr,,tn..a.nii -1- gi.. V f ln, 0 gr I ...lu .lp FI 1 I I l St. Joseplfs Academy SPRING HOUSE CLEANING Mary! Mar-r-r-r-yeeee! Get up this minute. I've been calling you for half an hour. Do you think I'm just exercising my lung-power? Get up! It's half-past eight. Today's April lst and we have to get our spring cleaning started. What? ? ? ? You don't think you'll do any cleaning. Is that so! I Well, my proud lady, we'll soon see about that. If you're not out of that bed and downstairs in ten minutes, I'll come up after you and you'll be out of it quicker than you ever were before and not under your own power either. Do you hear me? This last was rather superfluous because, without exaggeration, Mrs. O'Mara could easily be heard by the occupants of houses a block away. But, although at this moment she seemed like a tyrant to her .daughter Mary, she had the kindest heart in the world. A few minutes later Mary came down the stairs grumbling about getting up in the middle of the night. She also was telling the world in general just what she thought of the antique idea of spring house cleaning. Mary was a real little Irish colleen with reddish-gold hair that clung around her face in tiny curls and became a mass of ringlets at the nape of her slender neck. She had big Irish blue eyes, a straight little nose, and when she smiled two enormous dimples-one, embedded in each peach-tinted cheek. She was a real little beauty-but she knew it! She was just eighteen years old, at that stage where she was sure that all the directors in Hollywood were waiting for her with outstretched arms and thousand-dollar-a-week salaries. She was also in love. The object of her affections was David Loring, a very serious young man who, having just graduated from college, was now employed by a prosperous real estate firm. David was tall and dark and good-looking, and although he was often at the O'Maras because of his friendship with Pat, Mary's twenty-three-year-old brother, he had never paid the slightest attention to Mary, unless to give her an amazed look when she wandered around the house thinking herself to be another Greta Garbo or Ginger Rogers. She sat at the table on this lovely Spring morning and after a few spoon- fuls of grapefruit she started again, Now, Mamma, I don't see why you can't get somebody in to do the cleaning. Helen Gallagher's mother does and if they can afford it, we certainly can, and besides- And let you lie in bed until twelve o'clock! I guess not! If Nellie Gal- lagher is too sick or too lazy to clean her own house it's none of my business, but I'm not going to have any stranger touching my furniture. I'Ve had that furniture since- Oh, I know, I know! You've had that dining room set since you were married to Pa. As if anyone couldn't see that. The table has a crack in one leg that it got because they unloaded it so roughly from the Ark. That's how ancient it is. Many's the time you were so hungry you were glad to eat at it and you'll eat at it a lot more before you die. Now finish your breakfast and come into the parlor. I want to get that done first because l'm expecting Father O'Dowd the first of next week and I'd die of mortification if my house was dirty when a priest made a visitation. With these words Mrs. O'Mara left the kitchen to Mary and her complaining. -1.1 Q32 if .- A g 3 ,QQ si. ii , lll i x VI i f .ai 66 ' I -y, riff I Y I I I ,Ti ii- 1.1- llf- ellllllftc tl 43 ll I . F The Academia ii., 4 J si . .il 5'-ami ig' ir 4 ii- At nine o'clock everyone on Lincoln Street knew that the O'Maras were doing their spring cleaning. Doors and windows were opened wide. Curtains flapped in the warm spring breeze. Tommy, Mary's twelve-year-old brother, was vigorously beating rugs hung over the clothesline in the back yard. Mrs. O'Mara, with a turbaned head, could be seen moving from room to room while Mary meekly followed and did what her mother ordered. She knew that was the only thing to do when her mother was in a cleaning mood. At half-past ten, Mary, who had been polishing the parlor windows, gave a horri- fied exclamation, Heavenly day! Mamma, here's Father O'Dowd coming up the front walk! For a moment Mrs. O'Mara was too astonished to move, but then she snatched from her head the cloth which encircled it and dashed to the kitchen to wipe her dust-streaked face. Then she hastened to the front door, her cheeks pink with excitement. Good-morning, Father. Will you come in? she said when she saw his beaming face at the open door. I can't this morning, Mrs. O'Mara, because I just dropped in while pass- ing to ask you to be sure and be at the council meeting tomorrow night, because I'd like you to be chairman of next month's bridge party. I'll be there, Father, and I'll be the chairman, too, promised Mrs. O'Mara. She was so relieved to find that the good priest was not going to accept her invitation into a rugless, curtainless, disordered parlor that she would have promised anything. Thank you and God bless you, Mrs. O'Mara. I'll be in to see you the Hrst of next week. Good-bye. Good-bye, Father. Mrs. O'Mara came back to the parlor and half-sat, half-fell into the nearest chair. She fanned herself with a duster that lay on the sofa. Thank heavens he didn't come in. If he ever had I'd never be able to look him in the face again! Thank the good Lord in Heaven! The work progressed steadily all morning and after a cool luncheon they began again. The first floor was nearly done. Pictures washed, windows washed, woodwork washed, rugs beaten, there wasn't a speck of dust in the living room from the highly-polished piano to the freshly-laundered curtains. U At intervals during the day Mary would smile to hear her mother mutter, Thank the good Lord, and knew that she was thinking of Father O'Dowd. At four o'clock, when Mary was just beginning to intimate that she was ready to call quits and would enjoy a nice, hot bath, Mrs. O'Mara. looking out. the window, saw Dave Loring walking down the street and turning in at their gate. She didn't mention this to Mary so it was a surprised and a very dirty girl who answered the knock at the kitchen door a few minutes later. When Mary saw who it was, she blushed to the roots of her curly red hair, while she struggled with herself to keep from running upstairs out of sight. Why, hello Dave, she stuttered, hoping she wasn't too dirty. David gave her an amazed look while he said, I went down to Pat's oflice to borrow one of his law books, but he said it was up here and for me to come up and get it. But what happened to you? This was just a little too much. Mary raised her head and answered, I've been doing the spring house cleaning, and is it any of your business? ., Jl 5. -0. 4 w it 914' Hr V J l if x -lg.. 5 4'-2 fl H i I , I Y ll, so 'ws Af i 5' H' l 'i al ii I F F ,A P7 ' sv fi' x in ll Agfemsmriggt X- ai g St. Ioseplfs Academy 1 :lg xf, 1 ng V2 Why no, Mary. I just thought . . . that is, I never saw . . . I mean, I didn't think you ever did any work, or- Never mind what you thought, snapped Mary. I'll go get your old book. And while Mrs. O'Mara came in one door she bolted for the stairs by the other. Mary was upstairs a rather long time and David was beginning to think she couldn't find the book when she came downstairs looking very much cleaner and prettier. She handed him the book without speaking or looking at him and left the kitchen. That night Mary was very quiet at the table while Mrs. O'Mara told her husband of Father O'Dowd's visit and other events of that house cleaning day. During the middle of the meal, however, she was called to the phone. When she heard the voice on the other end of the wire she very nearly fainted from excitement. It was David. Is this you, Mary? he asked. I wanted to call and ask your pardon for what I said today. I was only surprised because I never thought you did anything to help around the house. You always seemed-I mean, I thought . . . that is, you acted as if you were a queen and ought to be waited on. I see now that you're not that kind of a girl. Will you forgive me for this after- noon? Ch, yes, David, whispered Mary. Then we'll forget it, shall we? And will you go to the movies with me tonight? I'd love it, David. Then I'll call for you at 8 o'clock. Is that all right? Fine, David. Good-bye. Good-bye. Mary left the phone in a daze of happiness. David Loring was at last beginning to notice her and just because she did a little housework. She ran into the parlor and threw herself at her mother. After hugging the surprised woman until she was breathless, Mary said, Mamma, let's get up at half-past six tomorrow so we can get the whole house spring-cleaned. Nancy M. Barron, '36. AT THE CARPENTER SHOP The great sun was slowly sinking beneath the horizon and as it did it cast tranquil rays down upon the tiny streets of Nazareth. One frolicsome little gleam, seemingly brighter than the others, strayed with its glittering light to an obscure little shop over the humble portal of which hung the sign, Joseph -Carpenter. The tinkling of nails and the sound of hammers could be heard, and if one would draw closer he could see a white-haired, middle-aged man seated on a work bench stooping over his Work. There is something about the appearance of this man, Joseph, that makes one think he must be kind and gentle. The way he works, taking pains to make everything perfect, shows he must be faithful and true. .x i ,N , N x x f M A Y... el I mx l ll gl, :sl .11 .111 - 25 ' U flii . ll Xxiiwx their Q il I ,X iii iii' 'll Je I The Academia As his work is completed and he lays it on the table beside him, the door swings open and into that humble workshop of Joseph steps his lovely spouse, Mary, and at her side is the tiny boy, Jesus. She is clothed in a blue gown, simple yet perfect in every detail. She is but a maiden, young and beautiful- long wavy hair flows from a head gracefully covered with a white veil. Her kind eyes seem to grow brighter as she presses her baby Son to her side and enters the shop. Quietly she takes a seat opposite Joseph and begins the weaving of cloth for little Jesus' garments. A sweet child is Jesus! Is it any wonder He is the pride of His loving Mother and foster-father? He is about three years old, plump, golden-haired, with azure-blue eyes and white skin. He toddles over to His foster-father's side and takes up a tiny piece of Wood and, child-like, begins to copy Joseph's actions. But now the sun has hidden its gleaming countenance and the evening breeze softly whispers that it is time for the Holy Family to wend its way homeward. As they walk slowly up the hill to their home one can almost feel the Hand of Almighty God extended over them to give a blessing for the Divine Son, His Mother, and His foster-father. No artist could paint a scene like this, no poet compose a work that might describe it. No human being, though he might make a praiseworthy attempt, would ever be able to do justice to such a picture. It is too full of the Divine: it belongs to God. Yet the Holy Family travels on, even in our own day, going from house to house and blessing faithful families and drawing them ever closer to their Lord and God. Helen Kane, '39. THE LONGING HEART A lonely heart cried out in grief: Oh dearest Lord, is there relief? Is there a place where lonely hearts Can find the peace that joy imparts? My soul is weary of the strife, My heart no longer loves this life. In anguish my poor soul reclines Seeking the rest for which it pines. The years that showed my dearest friends Loved me only to gain their ends, Plunged my aching heart in woe, ., f w -0, Que . on if nip' -rl A F C il? 1 lil Left me forsaken, my spirits low. 'if Suddenly her longing ceased, Her yearning heart o'erflowed with Peace, l- For God reached down from heaven that day, -1 And bore her lonely heart away. Jeannette Quincannon, '37. A . V V if: M e - qrxx Sax J ,Q ,Q-ff sv A.: X sn 5:f:dist,: 'g3 ctr? I nr,--1. 'Ld-.-If 1, .,-..:L,.:.l,..Z. ...ui I I St. Ioseplifs Academy I I t THE IMPORTANCE OF TIME Time! Did you ever stop to think what an important part Time plays in all our lives? Perhaps We light-headed, fun-loving young modems of the twentieth century do not give this enough thought. Scattered throughout all history are incidents in which Time was an important factor: but is it necessary to open your schoolbooks to find or recall such incidents? Often you hear of someone being operated on who might not be among us today had he waited just a very few minutes longer. Did not the surgeon have to be swift? Did not the nurses have to be ready to jump at his command? Did not Time play the leading role? How many of us could say, Oh, well! I'll do that tomorrow, and keep putting it off, but still be sure that We could do it tomorrow ? I don't believe there is one such person on the earth, yet how many times does each of us repeat these same words every day. Remember! Some day you may say this and tomorrow might never come 'round, as the song says. I think one of my best helps in trying to overcome this dangerous habit is this: Every time I feel like saying I'll do it later, I try to think and sing instead, Do today what you might do tomorrow, 'cause tomorrow might never come 'roundf' Mary Jo Tetreau, '38. A SUNSET FROM MY WINDOW As I sit looking out of the window I can see the sun sinking slowly in the west, just over the White Mountains. It is a very beautiful spectacle. The sun is slowly sinking in a sky brilliant with exquisite coloring. Pastel shades of pink, green, and blue are charmingly blended with flashing shades of red, orchid, and orange. The reflection is vivid upon the water. Every tree, every building, all objects or people near the banks of the water seem to change color with the sky. At one time it is blue, suddenly it changes to red, and finally all the colors are clearly reflected. The earth seems to be more beautiful than ever before. Nature has exerted all her powers and the result is overwhelming. An attitude of serene tranquillity has descended upon the world. For a time everything else seems to be absorbed in this gorgeous scene. The sky is a beautiful background for the mountains. The shade of blue which they appear to be from afar blends harmoniously with the coloring of the sky. The jagged peaks, outlined distinctly against the sky, seem to be forming its halo. And slowly the sun sinks, at first a great red ball of fire, large and power- ful in appearance, gradually losing its brilliancy and, at last, sinking completely out of the line of my vision. But all signs of it have not vanished. A glow settles over the land. It outlines clearly all objects. And then a quiet descends upon the earth. The colors linger in the sky, but slowly they too vanish, and the earth is robed in darkness. Anne R. Woods, '39, S x i N, II. .i J .s-lm' , 1 all I Ax I I sg. lll 151 .-.11 A vi .' ,: -.3- o . 67,453 ' if g I EQQQJQE-9.i' 'i24. X45 i Q?- 9 YZ The Academia f-7 F: aff' e wx . Stix 'sl 3. 11- 5- l THE RAIN The rain falls heavily all around, Both on land and sea. It sweeps over valleys and mountains tall- It pelts on mighty waterfalls, On gentle lake and brook streams small. It beats on houses tall and stately, On tiny boats and ocean liners, On dwarfed bush and full-grown trees: - It falls on you, it falls on me: It knows not deference, you see. Ruth Sullivan, '36. AMONG OUR SCHOOL FRIENDS Our little school friend lives in a tall tree which stands just outside the classroom and which can be seen from the windows. Not a day passes but what he can be seen scampering over the branches, darting in and out among the leaves, playing hide and seek with his shadow-in short, having a thoroughly enjoyable time. Often he stands on a far-reaching branch outside the window and peeks in questioningly, as if wondering why we are all staying indoors on such beautiful mornings. He twinkles his little nose at us as if inviting us to come out and enjoy the sunshine and leave our stuffy books behind. But presently he tires of watching, and in a moment he is but a gray streak as he darts back to his play. But it is not all play. He often takes time off after his frisk to hunt nuts and bring them to his nest to guard against future hunger. At such times it is amusing to watch him struggle with the large nuts, for he is rather greedy and chooses the biggest in sight, as he attempts to carry them home in his mouth. He deposits them at last with a highly satisfied air which seems to say, That's a good piece of work done. And then, too, there is his early morning breakfast which is given to him and nine or ten of his playmates by Sister. He takes the bread given him and after much squabbling and quarreling with his friends, runs off with the largest piece. Often, too, one of his more ambitious playmates leaps after him in an effort to regain the coveted biggest piece. But our friend is too cute for him and always manages to elude him. After safely depositing the bread, he stands guard over it, chattering angrily at his opponent until that worthy decides he'll be just as well off if he goes back to his own smaller piece of bread. When all is peaceful again, our friend calmly eats his breakfast and scampers off for more play. Watching our friendly, frolicsome little squirrel is one of the highlights of school life, and one which serves to lighten many dull moments. It may not always be a loss of precious school-time either, for I am sure we can learn more than one lesson from him as well as from other nature friends. Mary Gilloway 3 6. I! V l ii Ja' I l 4 x -l -.11 wg t 'F' , 1-F 9 lj 6 2' 7 if X 0 fb ff'-it ,xIt ,ssgix ll g I I 1: :4Qi-Sme. r!gQt sf' ' A I I St.Iosepl1's Academy 'vi Q -lb A 'f Qgx ld, Ja' Y. fl . . N 7 if il .-.2-. .111 .lin TO WHOM MUCH IS GIVEN CHAPTER I It was the third day of the mission for the women of the parish. The church was filled with eager listeners. The orator was indeed of striking appear- ance: a man of about fifty years,-a tall, stately figure, garbed in black, with handsome features and dark curly hair, graying at the temples and streaked throughout with lines of white. His strong, rich voice rang through the church and his fervent words and upraised hand held his audience spellbound. As Sylvia Millard walked home that evening, a heavy fog was closing over the city. The dampness of the air, which ordinarily would have annoyed her, strange to say, gave her a feeling of freedom, of new-born hope. She pondered over Father Newman's words: God has not created us all for the same sort of life. In some He has placed a heart that finds contentment only in a home and family. Others He has blessed with an invitation to follow Him more closely in a religious life. On a few chosen individuals He has bestowed great gifts, great talents. These talents He has only lent: at the close of life He expects them returned to Him doubled and redoubled. A person of talents must find them, use them and not abuse or neglect them. God expects a return, a harvest. To neglect a talent is as if a person were to say to God, I don't want your gift. Take it back. If God has endowed you with such a treasure, treat it as such and return the fruits and rewards of your labors to Him. Sylvia's mind had been as foggy as the night that enveloped her. As she recalled the words of the priest, the fog began to lift from her mind. There could be no denying it. The words did apply to her. She had always had some idea that she could write. Throughout her high school course she had taken prizes for stories and essays and for a time visions of fame arose before her eyes: but she dismissed them as schoolgirl dreams. She could never be a successful author, her life was all mapped out for her. She would have a year more at business college and then go West to take that position her uncle had promised would be waiting for her. Now she knew she would never have that business position. Although one small voice within her cried out, You can't do it- you can't, a stronger voice, that of her heart, cried, You can. It may be difficult, but you have the talent and God expects it of you. You owe it to Him. Deep in her heart Sylvia thanked God for the priest who had inspired her with the courage to try. A week later, Sylvia sent a short story she had jotted down in a moment of inspiration to a well-known publishing house, It had taken great will power to send it. Within a few days she received a letter from the company. With trembling hands she broke the seal. Ah, now she knew how foolish she had been to send it. She had been too hasty. She should have waited until she had written something worthwhile. Tears of joy gleamed in her eyes as she read it. The story was accepted and,- would be interested in any other material you would wish to send us. The first battle was fought and won. She had begun the climb and would continue until she reached the top. CHAPTER II It is with great pleasure, Miss Millard, that I present you with the Hampton award for the best book of the year. You are the first woman ever to have received it. It is but a small token of the esteem and appreciation of the people of this country. fu . il i si. 51' I ,f 9 40 1 l', is V432 Y li .-.T- II ll ICI!! 'I i 5 Ng X TJ 'I A .QSg .,vgi2 3 ll ,X 'Ax my sl! . - H ye V i Fi r . , cl' -4 I 1 f ggi-ml if X il. ii: 'll 49. We I The Academia As Sylvia returned to her seat in the auditorium of Coleman University, a picture of her life thus far lay before her. She had traveled far since that misty night ten years before when she had settled her troubled mind. Often she thought of the priest who had started her on her road to fame. That meek girl of eighteen was now a beautiful woman of twenty-eight. She was recognized as one of the greatest of living authors. Her books showed high ideals and were a part of college, high school, university and home libraries everywhere. She was also famed for numerous contributions to several Catholic newspapers and magazines. Everything she wrote was elevating to young people. She was a success in more than one sense of the word. Her life was changed, her appear- ance,-but her soul was the same, sweet and beautiful, untouched by fame, untarnished by the fiattery and vanity of the world. Late that afternoon a great crowd was gathered in the street before Cole- man University. Traffic was jammed, and the sound of a siren was heard in the distance. What happened to her? a voice in the crowd inquired. She was crossing to her car and that truck struck her. The screech of the siren, as the wail of the dying, pierced the air, while the ambulance bore Sylvia to the hospital. lk ,lf lk lk lk lk There's a case I want you to see upstairs, Father. The doctor's face sobered and he continued. Father O'Brien has charge of her, but I'd like you to see her. Room 203. Sylvia Millard, the writer. You've heard of her. I'm afraid it is only a matter of days. No one has the heart to tell her. For some moments the priest stood gazing at the young woman on the white cot. So this was Sylvia Millard! How little he thought that he would ever see such a great person under such sad circumstances. How beautiful she was! The face as of an angel was crowned with masses of misty light- brown hair. Sylvia opened her tired eyes and looked at the priest before her. A slight cry escaped her lips as she stared at him. Where had she seen him before? A handsome figure with gray hair which still revealed traces of black, while his firm chin and calm gray eyes became more and more familiar to her. Her mind groped about for his name. What was his name? Suddenly the frown vanished from her brow and she cried, Father Newman! Yes, it is Father Newman, after all these years! He stood back amazed. How did this great woman know his name, he, a humble missionary. He was sure he had never seen her before. You must not talk now, he whispered, l'I've come to tell you some- thing. Gently holding one trembling white hand in his, the kind priest tried to tell this beautiful woman that her mission in life was almost ended. I am to die! A wistful smile flickered over her face. But my mission is only begun. Even as he comforted her, told her of the world that awaited her, he felt in his heart that the Master would not call her yet. fr :+I 4: for ao- ik During the weeks that followed when Sylvia hovered between life and death, she found great consolation in Father Newman's words. Through him 'TW , -' F 5, Y x ll G05 QQ v W sie' by l , V a I l if ' she learned to become truly reQned to God's will. She did not again mention J that first day when she had recognized him: nor did he. --a..2f'f W Ji X 0 A Il l gi5iSii-txffiiiii X -vi ll. is I St.losepl1'5 Academy -2-2' 'f 0 'N ll, X :IG V ' . ii Y if-, V J l -1- .ii- -1-Q Gradually Sylvia's heart became stronger-the heart that was marked as failing became normal again, and Sylvia was surely on the road to recovery. One day when Father Newman was visiting her, she reminded him of the mission he had given at her parish church so many years before: she told him of the night when she walked home in the fog-the Whole story. You see, she said in concluding, I really owe all I have accomplished to you. God, it seems, has made you my guardian angel. It was when you came that I really began to live. Again it is when you came that my life which seemed near its end found new life. I thank you for it, dear Father, and I thank God for you. That evening as he climbed the stairs, Father Newman was wrapped in thought. For many years he had traveled about giving missions. Now that his strength was less vigorous, he devoted his time to visiting and comforting the sick, since he could no longer preach. Looking back through the years, he recalled that day long ago, the very day Sylvia had received her calling. He had wondered if his life were worthwhile, if he were doing good in the World. Now he knew. All doubt vanished. Sylvia was one of the most influential of the women writers of her day, and still had youth. His heart overflowing with joy, the dear priest thanked God that he had, in some way, been responsible for her success and knew in his heart that his task in life had been accomplished since his own humble words had aroused a young girl to bring a breath of heaven into a modern, earthly world by her beautiful books. Jeanette Quincannon, '37. A STORM AT SEA Angry, grey waters surging 'gainst rocks and shore, White sea-gulls screeching in the grey heavens as they soar: Far across the waters a red beacon light Flashes its warning: Mariners, keep ships to the right! The wind howling and whistling as it stirs up the spray, Seems pleased with its number of victims today, Yet suddenly the storm subsides: the sea-gulls cease their flight, And all is calm and peaceful in the moonlit dusk of night. The waters have grown stillg the stars peep out one by one, Giving their message to sailors, that the fearful storm is done. Quietly o'er the blue of the sea, through the heavens above, Floats the lovely crescent moon: one feels near the God of love. Catherine Sullivan, '37. O ll .-11. 4 vu , X- 'X -1. Yi' 94 0 in 6 .5 i ' lil, :ll E lyvq IZ II il ,-1-1 24' I 7 w-I x F, -'f-' ,N A , s 5 II niggksiiiigg X196 I1 I I The Academia -l lg Q J 5' ,ta at . lk six iii? III gi ul 1-is nl I ..i. II ASKING OF BOOKS Ask and you shall receive. In how many ways are these words true? There are countless things to which they may be applied other than the spiritual favors of which Our Lord spoke. Intelligent readers ask and receive of books. They ask favors of their best friends, knowing, likewise, that they will receive what they ask for. Now that we have spoken of books and friends we may discuss them together. Nearly everyone has among his friends a person who will sit down with a book in hand intending to learn something from that book, whether it be a new work of fiction, a book of travel, an old classic, or a biography. Very few of these folk regret having bought the book when it is finished. They have thoroughly enjoyed their reading and have gained new knowledge. On the other hand, there are others of our friends who, on the advice of another, will procure a book from the public or circulating library, take it home, put it on the table and forget about it. Then several days before the poor, neglected book is due they pick it up, race through it in an evening beside the radio and finish with a sigh of relief, thinking that they have done their book- loving friend a great favor. In this case, they ask no favors of the book: conse- quently, they receive no more. Our friends whom we discussed first are doing the correct thing for them- selves. Each book they read is a source of knowledge to them. From each book of fiction which they read they demand enjoyment and a further-developed imagination. They ask of each biography the history of another person's life and the ability to compare their own problems with those they are reading. Poetry gives them a love and appreciation of the beautiful in life. The reading of a drama will at all times put them in the magic world of make-believe, thus stimulating and developing the imagination. On the whole, they ask of every good book which they read, a deeper and better love and appreciation of literature. After this brief description and discussion of two different kinds of readers we may ask: to which class do we belong? Are we lovers of literature? Do we ask of books? Let us learn to love books, to interest our friends in the best literature. We can never ask too much from books: consequently, we can never receive too much. Betty McSweeney, 5. REVIEW OF NORTH TO THE ORIENTH- ANNE MORROW LINDBERGH I Author-Anne Spencer Morrow was born in Englewood, New Jersey, in 1907, the daughter of Dwight Whitney and Elizabeth Rieve Cutter Morrow. She attended the Chapin School in New York and was graduated from Smith College. In May, 1929, she married Charles Augustus Lindbergh, the famous American aviator. Mrs. Lindbergh has written a number of poems but North to the Orient is her first published book. North to the Orient deals with two subjects in which I am most inter- ested-Alaska and aviation: therefore I was interested in the book itself. Too, 7111 If .va QA Q Ifisf I f I I II I , 'gf ' 57 fi? t fp EQWQSS ' if Gini gs ln, 4 l St. loseplfs Academy I it is an air-travel story Written by a woman from a woman's viewpoint and this in itself makes it interesting. This book is the story of the Lindberghs' flight to the Orient in the summer of 1931, by a northern route. It is told in a light, easy style and candid manner. It speaks of strange people and places- ice-barriered hamlets, Soviet outposts, a fisherman's hut in an isolated spot near the north of the world, where Lindbergh, from fear of a contagious disease, refused the food offered and which he was later to accept because of hunger. In their orange and black plane, The Sirius, the Lindberghs soared from North Haven, Maine, the summer home of Mrs. Lindbergh's parents, to Point Barrow, the most northern white settlement in America, where the only white child born there was called Barrow, From Point Barrow they went to Nome, in the days of the Gold Rush a flourishing city, now nearly deserted. Then they flew to the Russian coast, where, near one of the islands of the Chishima, they were forced down because of fog. From out of this same fog came a ship sent to aid the Lindberghs. The ship was manned by a group of singing sailors who came and went in the fog like the chorus of a Gilbert and Sullivan operetta. Having aided the flood sufferers of Japan, the Lindberghs returned to the States with the Japanese good-bye, Sayonara, ringing in their ears. There had been added to Mr. Lindbergh's imposing record one more deed of service and good-will in behalf of the United States. Nancy M. Barron, '36. FRIENDSHIPS AMONG MUSICIANS In the study of music we find numerous friendships among great com- posers with whom we are familiar. Among the outstanding friendships between musicians was that between Mozart and Hayden. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was born January 27, 1756, at Salzburg. He composed music when he was five years old. At ten he had already written' and produced an opera. The overture to one of his operas was written the night before the first performance. His wife kept him awake with coffee and amusing stories, while he wrote page after page of music. Mozart's last and greatest work was the Requiem. He was very ill when he wrote it and never lived to finish it. His dying wish was to hear it sung by a group of friends, including Hayden. Trstnk was originally the name of the village where Hayden was born on March 31, 1832. It is situated near the Leitha River, which forms the bound- ary between lower Austria and Hungary. A religious influence followed Hayden all through his life and was a part of his music. Hayden was'the first among the great masters to make himself intelligible to the masses. He was the father of the Sonata Form, and of the modern symphony. His symphonies are loved for clearness of style, grace and playfulness. He Wrote the symphony in D, and many hymns, such as God Preserve the Empire, which is adopted by the Austrians as their national hymn. A review of the life of Joseph Hayden would be incomplete without men- tioning that the great friendship which existed between him and Mozart was to him one of his chief pleasures. 9 5 1 J T Rl 5 , ff ia' 4: .el-In lv l it ll 3 2 A fl ILA ' if ll , I -SgfiQiL1iv iQ. X195 I I The Academia I H '.. I i 1 + ,si lil . 592 Q. , PRANZ SCI-IUBERT, UTI-IE MASTER OF SONG,H AND HIS FRIENDS Schubert's father was the parish schoolmaster at Lichtenthal, Vienna. Schubert early felt the pinch of poverty. Only through his devoted friends was he kept alive. Throughout life he was exceedingly shy, but he appears to have had rather a talent for forming intimate friendships with other young men, artists like himself. Mayrhofer, a clever poet: Scholer, an intense admirer of his friend's musical genius: Johann Michael Vogel, a celebrated baritone singer: Joseph Huttenbrenner-these and others formed an enthusiastic group of kindred spirits. Schubert presented to the world a treasure of six hundred songs. He com- posed five operas, two symphonies, two Masses and one hundred and forty-six songs. The music for the lovely I-Iark, Hark, the Lark and the equally famous Who Is Sylvia? were composed by him. At twenty.-ive Schubert began the exquisite Unfinished Symphony, but as he was entering the most promising period of his life, he died at the tragic age of thirty-one. FRANZ LISZT, THE PRINCE OP PIANISTS, AND WAGNER Another of the friendships which played an important part in the lives of great composers and artists was that of Franz Liszt and Richard Wagner. Liszt was born October 22, 1811, at Raiding, in Hungary. As a young student, Liszt heard the great violinist, Paganini. The wonderful performance made a deep impression on him and he resolved to do as well on the piano. How much Liszt can be to a man and an artist is shown by what perhaps is the most inspiring or important episode even in his interesting career--his friendship with Wagner. Liszt was also a remarkable conductor, teacher and composer of Hungarian music. Among his masterly works are Concertos in E-flat major and A major, and the B-minor Sonata. His lesser works consist of the exquisite Consolation, and also the Annees de Pelerinagef' a series of fascinating tone pictures. Toward theiend of his life he entered a monastery and retired from the world to devote himself to music. RICHARD WAGNER Richard Wagner was born at Leipzig, Germany, May 22, 1813. Wagner's life was filled with bitter experiences. His father died in an epidemic. He was constantly in debt. His great opera, Tannhauser, was hissed in Paris. He was attacked by musicians and critics alike, and his music usually created a fierce controversy. Wagner hated the piano and never could play it well. He wanted to write operas, insisting that the words were as important as the music. The career of Wagner, without Liszt's ever-watchful care and constant friendship. might have ended in disaster. Among his operas which have won him lasting fame are Lohengrin, Parsifal, and the famous Niebelungen Ring. 'W l G05 .4 . 1 W sie' 0 ily: I l ii 2 if cv fiii i vb II g IU' Aqaimssrvigg. X- ii g X III I I St. Ioseplfs Academy RUBINSTEIN AND MENDELSSOHN Anton Rubinstein, noted as a composer, and one of the greatest pianists the World has ever known, was born near Jossey, Rumania, of Jewish parents, November 30, 1830. After studying diligently in St. Petersburg for eight years he appeared as a full-fledged artist with numerous original compositions. He worked in conjunction with his friend, Schubert, for the advancement of music in Russia, and had the honor of being the founder of the St. Petersburg Con- servatorium in 1862. While at Berlin with his brother, Nickolai, who was also a composer, he enjoyed the friendship of Mendelssohn, whose acquaintance he had made in England. Some of his great works are Ocean Symphony, Dramatic Symphony, which is said to be one of the greatest works of its class, Nero, and The Maccabeesf' Felix Mendelssohn was born at Hamburg, Germany, February 3, 1809. His father, Abraham Mendelssohn, was a Wealthyi banker. ,His mother CLeah Salomanj, a highly-gifted and distinguished woman, was an excellent teacher. It was under her tender influence that little Felix was educated and it was she who gave him his first music lessons. Mendelssohn. under Berger. for the piano-forte, and Zelter, for the theory of music, made wonderful strides, and before long he accompanied regularly at the Friday practices at Berlin, where Zelter conducted. Mendelssohn's first symphony was Symphony in C minor. He wrote The Wedding of Camachof' The overture to the Midsummer Night's Dream was also one of his creations. Caroline Sterling, '36. I THANK THEE, LORD I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou wast born Within a stable on Christmas morn. I thank Thee, Lord, that the angels sang And sweet Hosannas loudly rang. I thank Thee, Lord, that Joseph was there To guard Mary and Thee with tender care. I thank the shepherds, the wise men three, For coming and bidding welcome to Thee. - I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou didst die Upon the cross on Calvary high. I thank Thee, Lord, for Thy sufferings and pains, For cleansing me of my sins and stains. I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou didst victoriously Rise from the dead most gloriously. I thank the angel who rolled away The stone on that first Easter day. Dorothy Greene, '37. 4 A 4- 9 . wel ' ll sl 1' lil jg. II Hall fit. H H 4 Yr! .22-freely-1 -, ll .1 fl I I ..-l. r N N FII 5 I lm. Il -'W 4 'u 'r The Academia HORACE, THE WRITER Non omnis moriar - I shall not wholly die. This proud statement of Quintus Horatius Flaccus has indeed been verified. Particularly has this been shown, by the world-wide recognition of the bi-millenium of Horace's birth, while scholars are recalling the outstanding facts of his life and literary achievements. Horace certainly lives today because his writings are real literature. In them one does not look for the sustained imagination or the mystic glamor of Virgil as depicted in his lofty fEneid. Horace's style is seldom heavy. He in inimitable in his national and moral lyrics. The seriousness in Virgil's nature and the jovial urbanity of Horace's disposition are thus manifested in their writings as well as in their personal appearances. Virgil is described as tall and thin, having a studious face, whereas Horace was short of stature, somewhat plump, and slightly bald. Like Virgil, Horace was also a member of Mzrcenas' literary circle, the latter being the patron of literature in Rome at that time. Horace's admiration and friendship for his patron, which lasted for thirty years, until their subsequent deaths, was his deepest emotion. It had an elevating and sobering effect upon him. Horace's literary career, according to the order in which his works appear, falls into three classes-the Satires and Epodes, the iirst three books of the Odes, the Epistles and ollicial Odes of Book IV. Thus it is a varied performance by a satirist, lyrist, and moralist. Just as Addison and Steele in their Sir Roger de Coverley Papers pictured English society in their time, Horace in his Satires reflected the era known as the Augustan Age. He is the index, as one might say, to the men, manners, and ideas of that period. He criticized a class rather than an individual, a sin rather than a sinner. However, Horace called these satires Sermones or Conversa- tions because they were arranged in a form of dialogue between two speakers and were divided into two books. He even allowed himself, as one of the speakers, to be the object of satire and to be attacked for his imperfections. The Epodes, seventeen in number, merely serve as a transition from his Satires to his Odes for they are the least attractive of his works, the chief subject matter being censure, love, and wine. Horace realized when he began to write the Odes that in this work he was making his surest bid for literary fame, and indeed they are unique in Latin literature. Some Odes were written to inspire: others, to amuse. The first three contain good-humored irony, narratives, love, moral themes, and religious fervor. His lyric period would have ended fifteen years before his death but for the wishes of the Emperor. Thus, it was to honor Augustus' revival of the secular games that the Carmen Saeculare was composed in l7 B. C. It was also because of Augustus' desire that the fourth book of the Odes, containing political and national poems, was written. Letter-writing is essentially a Roman art, as can be seen by St. Paul's numerous epistles, various popes' Encyclicals, as well as letters by Lucillus, Cicero, and Horace. Horace's Epistles include twenty poetical letters. The shorter ones are more personal and familiar, while the longer are formal in style. The first Epistles are letters of recommendation, invitation, and requests for advice. BI 1' 24 Yr, .12 I 1 4 y ,,'x'X I , l X Q Twin' l I St. loseplfs Academy Finally, Ars Poeticaf' sometimes classiied as the third Epistle, was written. In this he aimed to forward a national movement in literature. He addressed his hints, through the Piso family,-to the younger generation of literary men. To attain success he showedthat certain canons must be obeyed, care taken in composition, and blunders avoided. He gives us the sound philos- ophy that poets are born and made, since many mediocre poets can develop their talents and produce truly beautiful compositions. It is not surprising that Boileau, pleased with Horace's Ars Poetica, followed it with his own L'Art Poetiquef' Horace is a true cosmopolite. Men of all nationalities and of all times have been attracted to him. Some are drawn to the substance of his works: others to his style. He wrote so openly and self-revealingly, luring his readers by his frankness, while he made his con- fessions and criticisms entertainingly and good-humoredly. Therefore, the words still hold true: Admissus circum praecordia ludit - When admitted, he plays upon the strings of our hearts. Mary McDermott, '36. SCHOOL DAYS For four rolicking years We've been the best of friends: Those years shall ever be dear As on life's way we wend. Together we'Ve studied, Together we've played: Often We've disagreed, But loyal friends we've made. Later as years go by And Time Iinds us old and gray We may wish and even sigh For those school days so gay. Lucille Parent, '36. FRIENDSHIP F is for faithful, fragrant and fine, R means a regular pal of mine. I is the interest we have in each other, E 's the ever-thoughtful- just like one's mother. N 's for the noble friends, those always near, D starts all letters: Darling and Dean S is for sweet friends, simple, serene, H the happy and honest colleen. I 's the indifference to wealth to the end, P the personality of a perfect true friend Aileen D. Leigher, '3 7. 3 Nx 6 'ez gl il, ill H K ag Gag ij , rg' 1- ,I V I fy li li- Ll- .11 'lst 2'5 Q I Il -an f av: c xt -- . I 4 xr fb : ij' x Q4 if V A lv 'Ss' I I l H 1 I I The Academia -ii 411. 'f 3 5: .i7I, 'Il -pl. ii. -p ii... II I IMPRESSIONS OP A NEW STUDENT So this is St. Joseph's Academy-mm-some place-But there's no one around-I expected to see ever so many girls-But, of course, they're inside- Looks terribly lonely-I'm sure I won't stay-In fact, I know right now that I want to go home-But gosh! I've got to stay-Mother won't hear of any- thing else-Oh! well-I suppose it could be worse-If only I could see some- oneI know-But I won't-That would be too much to even think of-I don't even see anyone around-Lovely trees-the grounds are beautiful-Gee! What was that? Oh, I see-a squirrel-I never would have believed that I could ever be so frightened that a squirrel would startle me-It's a pretty little thing-I wish I could hurry and get this over-but I just can't-What am I afraid of, anyway?-I don't know-Oh! dear-I just know I'm going to be so lonely that I won't know what to do with myself-There! I am trembling so I dropped my bag-It's a blessing it was locked-I'd have been a pretty sight, the first day of school, picking up my this and that off the walk-Let me see- What might this be ?-this statue-why, of course-It's St. Joseph-I suppose that road goes around to the back-But never mind the back, now-I-Iere I am in front of the step, and too afraid to go up-Heavens! what have I done to deserve this ?-I just dread to ring that bell and have that door to-I don't know what-opened to me-Well? I guess this is the only way-so, here goes-It rings loud enough-Land sakes-There are two girls in that window-They're laughing-at me, too-I bet-Oh! the horrid things-I won't speak to them, ever-I guess no one is coming-I'll try again-Oh! I hear someone coming- I wish I weren't so frightened-I know I'm nothing but a scarecrow, but any- one would be-Someone is opening the door-Oh! dear-Woe is me! Well, that's over and I'm inside-That must be the library in there-Gosh! It sure looks lonely in here-But, I hear girls laughing and talking-They seem to be enjoying themselves-Let me see-This must be the study hall-I wish I knew those girls over there--But I never want to see those girls that were laughing at me-Maybe it won't be as bad as I think it is-I hope not-I'll have to stay anyway-Boy! Look at the girls-You would never think that it was like this-Maybe I was foolish to be so frightened-I wonder if they have to wear those black dresses all the time-This must be where they have recreation-The radio is going full blast-That girl looks familiar-No, I guess it's no one I know-I feel so foolish-I wish I had the nerve to go and talk to that girl sitting over there-If she would only come and talk to me-I don't see the girls that were laughing at me-I probably wouldn't recognize them anyway-I'll sit down here, for the present-I wonder if these girls felt the same way that I did-You would never know it to look at them-A bell-I wonder what that is for-I'll follow the others and see what happens-I guess they're going up into the study hall- lk eff Pk Pk lk The first day is over and I'm in bed-It sure feels good, too-Well, now I know how my classes come-I have all my books-They certainly do work much faster than they do at home-It's a wonder that they didn't give us home- work-I never did so much changing around in all my life-One bell after another-One room after another-I'm glad I am not the one who has to ring the bells-It's enough listening to them-The girls don't seem so bad-They are quite sociable-considering-I feel a lot better than I did when I came into WW ., -1. .Qi If sie' I I II -, .. ,, :Il sf gXQ mf2'1 4 X ' 4' 19 I II : ,si .,. was H . A IN X 1 T' lSt.,losepl1isAct1demy this place this morning-Some of the girls acted as if they were lonesome-So I guess l'm not the only one-Oh! I do so hope I will like it here-Well, now, I guess I'll go to sleep-and try and forget that I am not at home-But that is impossible-Anyway-Good-night. Anita Richard, '36. MY SISTER MARY JOSEPH 'S l ' What's in a Sale? X Y Come and See! flu x Everything f I From Fancy Work X XS y i fi to K i 5 Popcorn Q I il hir To dress the Christmas tree. --r St.Joseph's Convent-Nov. 26, 27, 28, 29 One day our Directress passed each of us a slip of paper with the above printed on it. You may be sure we were all immediately and intensely interested. Accompanied by Margaret, I went to the sale the first afternoon, Mother E. was the first person we met. Mary, come and take a chance on my dolly, Mother said to me. You name the doll and, if you get the correct name, the doll is yours. The minute I saw the doll I fell in love with it. It was a darling chubby little Sister of Mercy. Oh! Mother, I simply must win that doll. Now, what shall I name it? Immediately I ran to each Sister I could find, asking her who was Mother E.'s favorite Saint. They were all very kind and from them I got several suggestions. I had quite a list which began with Sister Mary Joseph. When I could not think of any more names, I stopped taking chances. About three weeks later Sister Directress sent for me one night during study period. Was I frightened! l I What have I done now? I ransacked my brain but couldn't seem to feel especially guilty on any point for that day. I went to Sister and all she said was: Follow me, as she headed for the Motherhouse- Holy Mackerel, I said to myself, where is she taking me? Finally we reached the convent parlor: we went in. Mother E. was there. Mary, would you be kind enough to give this to the girl who won it? .,-1-. X 4 X. ,ff ,ti ,Tiff 115. Y -4 F , X i verge? J lll ll I I The Academia I --T. --i I .I M .. il. 'll -E: I I .-.-. .Ti I ' I l... Yes, Mother, I said, but I guess there wasn't much warmth' in my voice. She was handing me my doll. That meant someone else had won it and I had to give her to her! Oh! I simply couldn't. It is yours, Mary, Mother said. You named her Sister Mary Joseph and that was what Mother E. named her. Mine! Oh, it was true. I took her and thought I was going to cry for joy. I was so glad! Of course I didn't know what to say to Mother and Sister, but after thank- ing them both I went downstairs. When I reached the recreation hall I was swarmed by girls. From right and left I could hear: Oh, Mary, aren't you lucky? Gee! I wish I were you. Let me hold her, isn't she just toooooooooo cute? You may be sure that I went to bed that night one of the happiest girls in the world because My Sister Mary Joseph was standing on my bureau -look- ing down at me. The next Sunday when my mother came to see me she brought my little dog along. When he saw Sister Mary Joseph he immediately started lapping her face and wagging his tail. I guess he thought she was real and, as she was just about his size, this pleased him. Mother likes her so well she is thinking of gfetting a glass case for her. ' Every time people come into the house they simply must hold her and mother could almost scream-she is so afraid they will soil her somehow. Someone suggested charging five cents for a hold. At any rate, I think she will always be one of the greatest attractions in our household. Mary Rita Getchell, '36. THE LITERARY CLUB One of the best-remembered incidents in our lively Senior English Class was the dramatization of an imaginary meeting of Samuel Johnson's famous Literary Club, presented by several of the Seniors. I Johnson was ably portrayed by Mary McDermott, who conducted the meeting in a true Johnsonian style-sprawled over Sister's desk, and speak- ing in a gruff, lazy drawl. Eleanor Reagan was a perfect James Boswell. Mary Getchell, quite noted for her dramatic ambitions, imitated David Garrick, Johnson's actor friend. With Mary Kelley, she acted a scene from Goldsmith's She Stoops to Conquer, which contributed no small part of the morning's enjoyment. A pencil sketch was exhibited by Lucille Parent, who, as Sir Joshua Rey- nolds, the renowned portrait painter, played this part exceptionally well, bring- ing out his rare good-humor and wit. Mary Gilloway, as Oliver Goldsmith, read selections from his famous Deserted Village, and Peggy Ragan as Gibbon, the historian, gave the plan of one of his histories, which he was then writing. As Edmund Burke, one of the most fluent of orators, Nancy Barron, most fluent of our classmates, performed very well, stating Burke's opinion on the situation which was then existing between England and France. In the highlights of our Senior English Class, this dramatization of the Literary Club ranks among the most brilliant. Eleanor Reagan, '36. xl W! I 20 G I2 Jo 'Y , IIS? If I I If vi... -Il -.li -pl II 2' I' i it L A ,- ' ozgzia ' A g:5QS5xi' i2cX1'i' -1-1 1 ig! Qs-gf.: Hume fluff HAI fluff 'fwwl CU Lwtifiv CU? WCM ...ig S The Academia I li -is i 94' , li 'I gl ll, EEF' -.11 94, M SODALITY OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY P!'ef9CI ....,......,.,....,..... MARY GETCHELL, '36 First Assistant ,A........ ...,.., M ARY KELLEY, '36 Second Assistant .,..s,.s MARGARET DEALY, '36 Sacristan ..................., MARGARET PETTY, '36 Secretary .,3.....,...,. ROBERTA OUELLETTE, '36 The Sodality of the Blessed Virgin is a very popular activity at St. Joseph's Academy. Regular weekly meetings are held on Sundays. On December 8th we had a beautiful observance in the evening. the conse- cration ceremony to our heavenly Mother. A On March 13th fourteen of our girls were received into the' Sodality and Father John Houlihan, our spiritual director, gave a most inspiring talk to us after the reception. ' ' The girls sent a spiritual bouquet to His Holiness, Pope Pius XI, at the beginning of this year. A new banner was acquired by the Sodality this year. It has a beautiful portrait of Our Lady and it is embroidered entirely by hand. We wish to thank our dear Sodality directress for the sincere interest which she has taken in every member of the Sodality and her untirinsg zeal for the progress of the Children of Mary. Mary Rita Getchell, '36. THE MARIA IMMACULATA ART CIRCLE The Maria Immaculata Art Circle is the beautiful name chosen by the art students for their club. The oflicers of this club are: President, Mary Getchell, '36: Vice-President, Lucille Parent, '36: Secretary, Roberta Ouellette, '36: Treasurer, Margaret Petty, '36, The monthly meetings are held on Friday: however, meetings are held weekly on Wednesdays for the special activities of the Study Group. During these meetings the students display their sketches prepared during the week. The central motive of the club is Art Appreciation, and the masterpieces of Murillo, Raphael. Millet, and Couse have been studied this year. A visiting lecturer, Professor Ludivico, whose Immaculate Conception, beautifully framed, occupies the principal place in the studio of St. Luke, was of special interest to the members of the Art Circle. His paintings and explanation of them were most inspiring. Of special interest and admiration was the exhibit of Book Week, en- riched by the work of the special students: Roberta Ouellette's charcoal illustra- tion, a beautiful setting for The Question of Lovers, Sister Madeleva's latest book of poems: The Book Trail to Knowledge and Wisdom, by Lucille Parent: and the posters of Bernice Upham and Anita Maggs, which were cred- itable works of art. The Seniors' contributions seen during Open House Week were executed gi pencil, charcoal, pastel and water colors, by Roberta Ouellette and Lucille arent. ' Recognizable among the future artists are Katherine Grubneau, '39, Bernice Watson, '39, Dorothy Murray, '38, and Carlene Welch, '38, Lucille Patent, '36. ll x ull, 4 W Ja' -rl 5 P f l 'ya I W -lT fp N! eng 4+ L .7 .7 !Y:l 1:11 I Q, as-A ..,,fss., ll ,3 ' fl I I St. Joseplfs Academy ST. GREC1ORY'S MUSIC CIRCLE President .... , .......,..,... MARY GETCHELL, '36 Vice-President ,A.,. A.,,,....,. M ARY KELLEY, '36 Secretary .................4 BETTY MCSWEENEY, '35 Treasurer .......,........ CAROLINE STERLING, '36 I acknowledge my indebtedness to good musicg I know that the music of a nation inspires or degrades: I realize that acquaintance with great music instills a love of that which brings courage and lofty ideals and tends towards clean, noble living: I promise to do all in my power to make America truly musical. fPledge recited by Junior Music Club members.D , The St. Ciregory's Music Circle began its eleventh successful year last September. This year it has twenty members, including girls of all four classes. They meet every Wednesday afternoon for an hour, during which time many interesting points regarding music and musicians are discussed. Special programs are presented during the year, as on the Feasts of St. Cecilia and St. Patrick. The annual recital is held during Music Week in May. Under the direction of our loved music teacher, the St. Gregory's Circle has become one of the most active and inspiring clubs of the school, greatly appreciated by its members. Mary Kelley, '36. THE FROLICKERS Motto: Cooperation is the Soul of Success Colors: Navy blue and white A OFFICERS Z President .,................ LOUISE THIBODEAU, '38 Vice-President ....,,.. LORENE WILKINSON, '37 Secretary ,........... ...,......... E LVA MAGGS, '37 Treasurer ,,.,...... ..,..i..,. A ILEEN LEIGHER, '37 For the purpose of arousing school spirit and creating a greater love for sports, an outdoor club, namely the Frolickers, was organized on February 18, 1936, by the students of S. J. A. The club consists of twenty-three members, besides the four officers, and includes girls of all the classes. ' Initiation of all members was conducted by the ofiicers on the night of February 24. It was then and there that each and every one of the Frolickers proved that she could take it. t Meetings have been held weekly, during which sports of all kinds were discussed. Each meeting opened with club songs and cheers and the reading of rules. It was agreed that Seniors only should be eligible for letters, but that deserving under-class members might receive pins. l e It is our sincere hope that the Frolickers will continue an active organi- zation in our school for years in the future, bringing to all its members a love of wholesome sport and play. . Aileen Lezgher, '37. 4 r t ' f ' ' I .i. ,r I ll si s s, lll H II IE-ll Its- .QQ I Q if li lf-A4---f A' .H f ' -'re 1 .S I Y- - '- ' 4,'-f. ,T - - .e 'S 1 if Y 1 ,lL Xkclicll. lla 5 . i 14 -W4 i f - ' i vz - ll'i '. X '- X ii 4 ix xy r -gi l X!! it I ,js M XI ..- l x l l 'Tl :Q- ,A . B9 BTH 3 Y ... -M , .,..-.....,..,. v ,V ULATINI COMITESH The study of Latin is being vitalized by the pupils of St. Joseph's Acad- emy. On Friday, November 15, in Education Week, the four Latin classes, at a joint meeting, organized the Latini Comitesf' The following officers were elected: Consul, Mary McDermott, '36: Qumstor, Lucille Parent, '36: Praetor. Aileen Leigher, '37: Censor, Bernice Upham, '38. At this meeting the feature was the excellent dramatization by the Juniors of the famous scene in the Roman senate house when Cicero delivered his eloquent speech denouncing the conspirator. Cataline. Before a month had elapsed another program was presented, commemorat- ing the bimillenium of the birth of Horace, the great Latin poet. Horace, as a man and as a writer, was discussed by members of the Senior Class, while other fourth-year students gave several of his Odes in Latin and English. The Juniors dramatically presented a phase in the poet's life, and the Freshmen were not inactive. These first-year students gave a most commendable presentation of a one-act play, By the Ciods' Peculiar Grace. based upon an incident in Horace's childhood. Another interesting program was held on March 31. All the members of the club answered the roll call with a Latin motto. Afterwards, the capable Juniors enacted a play which drove home the fact that with practice and study, Latin may be spoken fluently and conversationally. Plans were made for the next meeting to be held in the second week of May. Mary McDerm-otl, '36, L. - ei 1 fini? r L! 'J f 'ce lL 'll lt-'x wif?-il. -W5 Vs A l . H 5,31 ig, F i4'-all li 'ffl 15. ...V 'tif i' XLT. -fi Lf 1 i 2 '1 l V7 I 'E l i if E a, ggi-1 5 . li 1-'K 4 , . p , fi 3 ' 1 54 wi S I' Gi i Q , il' 5 w Lii' ,... , Htl., F 'I - , ,.:f' ,, V W U , 'nv mn mi 7 i'-'Q' 'Lv' I INF ix -X ' f ' as ' -' I ix I U 'Ji . L+. ll-XL! -s . Xkxiltkliiil' F -lf- vY5f44V.J3f-'- '5 Ili E fr. ,Q fi i fi '1--, il 1 1.34- - l . A 1 4 lr.- ' 51 . 1 , i ' 2 l 5' , LI 'T . 2 - X'-.. l ' - ' 1' ' 1 Q 1 F . .J A 4 -4 A ,,. 1 I . y ' V 4 i .- ' 4 3 T, N 3' . , ' ', , l 1 I. Q l 2 1 F' 'A i , ra il A ' ' ti Q LE CERCLE SEVIGNEN .' I ,' l . Early in the school year Le Cercle Sevignen was organized by the Senior French students for the purpose of promoting practice in French conversation. Very enjoyable meetings have been held, when each girl spoke in French H about some topic of general interest. Thus the hours have been spent in a most , PA. y beneficial as well as amusing manner, : Among the post-Easter activities was a very enjoyable French tea, at which the Juniors were guests, Following are the officers: La Presideme ...,.... i.... M . ANITA RICHARD I ' La Vice-Presidente ..... ..,. M ARY GETCHELL F La Secretaire .r......, ..,,.. M ARY E. KELLEY La Tresoriere ...v ...., M ARY MCDERMOTT in CE ZZ QP gg' .. J- The Academia Sept.l0. 24 ma y Oct. 6 '5' e: N 12. X 18. S e- lil ii 25. J 28 31. i Nov. 1 4. 8 ll I3 14 THROUGH THE SANDS OF TIME The halls of S. J. A. once more resound with the voices of its old girls and rejoice at the sound of the new. The Freshies are seen walking where they shouldn't walk, talking when they shouldn't talk, etc. Mercy Day once more! At nine o'clock a group of joyful girls piled into the State of Maine and with the Sisters we started for Old Orchard. What would we do without Mr. Lee? Mercy Day was more than a success. Mrs. McSweeney and Betty enter- tained us most delightfully in their lovely home. Monsignor Johnson gave us a most interesting account of the Eucha- ristic Congress. lt was kind of him to remember us who could be pilgrims only in spirit and prayer. The Sisters and girls had a delightful trip to The Desert of Maine, via The State of Maine. It was a great thrill and privilege for the dignified Seniors to attend the military wedding of one of our former girls, Betty Bowles. She made a beautiful bride and the whole affair was grand! Professor Ludivico gave us a very inspiring lecture on Religious Paint- ings. His own paintings were shown and weall agreed that we were gazing at the work of a real master. He was most gracious about autographing, too! The jolly Juniors start the year with a Bang ! They had a Bridge, Whist and Bingo Party. The returns were most gratifying. We congratulate you, dear Juniors! Music Club ! I I The Seniors and'Juniors went to Gorham Nor- mal School to a musical entertainment. Out until ll P. M.! Atrocious! Rev. Garrett Burke gave us a lecture on the Missions and the Holy Childhood. His zeal is all-absorbing and, fortunately, contagious. All Saints' Day came on Friday so we had a long week-end. Many went home. Today the girls at S. J. A. were made very happy. Our dear Bishop visited us, talked to us all in assembly, went to several classes, and we certainly loved having him. Two Marist Missionary Sisters showed very interesting pictures of their missions in the Solomon Islands and Honolulu. Armistice Day. Another long week-end. Goody! I First Quarter. First Down. Thrills galore! The Red Bank Rangers, four of Major Bowes' amateurs from New Jersey paid us a visit. They seemed to enjoy watching others labor over Caesar, French verbs, etc., while they were vacationing from school. -M.. ni. '55 0 .4 . 1? .va 0 I Ilia? jf I 114 -pl ll L' -II .. 1:11 fy X eng 4 4 af .W , lk, Q X staff Il , Y rl St.Jo5epl1's Academy 20 21 ' 22 26-29 Dec. 18 9 20 Jan. 6 13 15 21-25 31 Feb. 5-9 22 29 Mar. 7 17 19 28 Apr. 3 18 For three days S. J. A. was very Irish. The Freshies were made honorable members of the student body. We were not surprised to see them walking around with ankle socks, bibs, bonnets, and dolls. No, just a little fun! ! I Thanksgiving week-end. School almost deserted. Report Cards. Quite a few girls on the honor roll. Oh, well, accidents will happen. 'Q Convent Fair. We loved being able toipatronize. The play The Hathaways' Christmas Tea was presented by the Dramatic Club. Great success! , , Good-bye, S. J. A., until 1936. We hope you'll be as good to us next year as you were this. Happy New Year! The Shakespearean Players came again. Their hit of last year was repeated. Great excitement after the performance. All wanted- and got their autographs. Miss Helen Ward, Mr. Wilfred Tremblay, and Mr. Albert Houard entertained us most delightfully with a vocal and piano concert. Mid-year Exams! No more to be said! Holiday promised us by the Bishop on his visit, given now. We had fun. Retreat directed by Rev. Peter Dolin, S. J. Everybody agreed it was one of the best we ever had. Washington's Birthday. We went to the movies. Freshmen spon- sored annual costume party. Most successful. Father Gillis kindly took us to Riverside on a snow party. Fun! Fun! Fun! Music club members went to the opera, The Yeoman and His Maid. It was wonderful-especially Miss Ward's work. Our dear Directress' feast day. No school, of course. Gala festive spirit prevailing! Green everywhere! Moving picture- The Crusades' '-wonderful I Feast day of loved patron, St. Joseph. More festivities. Studying? Oh, no! Dear Reverend Mother's feast day. We saw all her beautiful things. Home for two weeks' vacation! ACADEMIA to press! End of recorded time in school year of 1935-36. Good-bye! Mary Rita Getchell. '36. t N N S Q1 vt .- 1 fa g: in ,ii i l l Mx Zll iii? 'Q A- -' 'H fs' II 3 I ll 15 'N R Y K ?' ,Z X ' :Ln YW -.. , , , , ,,,.,, 4 1' ' ' L j :,k, AML, ' 5-' 'fx ,,,,., 1 1 -' -4..- ,, , . il, X , I. N, ll, - ' I .,Y-j.,. '-..Q,1 k Uk' L K 'J' 7 i,..'4':' l I ll 1 'E ' wx !1'f'y'fx x I 'Q lftjfi ,J Q, iff. .Y ' X- ,XIAE . 1 1' , G, 5 3 ,-' ,l l M ls FMT Q ., Nd V .x',.r' V , .P x , A H-4 J W 5- - i 1 gf V12 1--' A ,f .X gs- X .m,,g1 :Q X X,' ! P K ld- V rf' M ' A ' 1 . :Y JY'.ij-'B-Ja f H' r H1 f 5 ixl' ,J 'vt ' 1 i . 1 1 I . f 'T' .z 3, i - W ' r , V i N .. I + T 41 - f AL! y 1 jk! F l.. ,iv 'Q 'fs EE ,px I, 'if if T' l , yd i 1 L ,-J is 1 Q ng Q W K A ' Q ,4 , 4 I I St.losepl1's Academy I A ,Q 'I fi' M, Ja' 1 ft , I 'N I4 r 1 QI AT HATHAWAYS' CHRISTMAS TEA One of the outstanding events in the school calendar for the past year was the presentation of a two-act Christmas play by the Academy students in the Auditorium on the evening of December 18th. The play was entitled At Hathaways' Christmas Tea. It was colonial in setting and among its features were a minuet and a sword drill, both of which were executed in a very credit- able manner. ' Among those who received well-deserved praise for their acting were: Jeannette Quincannon, '37, as Polly: Marguerite Joyce, '37, as Sir Humphrey Winchester: Aileen Leigher, '37, as Mrs. Hathaway: Mary Kelley, '36, as Mr. Hathaway: Caroline Sterling, '36, as Elizabeth: Gloria Pailler, '38, as Dorothy: ' Lorene Wilkinson, '37, as Deborah: and our little Patricia Wholley and Sally ' Clawson as Nancy Hathaway and Sally Winslow. ' The play was given for the benefit of the Missions and financially it was - very successful, as well as furnishing an evening of delightful entertainment. Q AMATEUR HoUR AT s. J. A. - Attention, everybody! This is Station SJA broadcasting from the recrea- fi' tion hall of Saint Joseph's Academy. X J I , A. AI Il X HI I ii lll iii And so, our amateur hour opens every Saturday night with all the mem- bers eager and expectant. All are anticipating a good time. And well they may, for our amateurs' programs are very interesting and amusing. Let us tune in on one of the broadcasts by the Jolly Juniors. Are you listening? Good evening, everybody! Once more we bring you music by Paul Whiteman CJ. Faucherj and his orchestra. For our guest this evening we have that well-known opera singer, Lady Rosalinda Piduski CC. Sullivanj , singing I Roll Along, Prairie Moon. She will be accompanied at the piano by, need I ' mention her name? Of course not, you all remember Little Jill Little CL. Wil- kinsonj : at the violin by that little curly-headed blonde, June Dick CC. Dionnej . And here comes Una Ray Hutton CAnne Bishopj with her saxophone. ':: What amateur hour would be complete without her! June Dick accompanies her at the piano. Star Dust is her number. Thank you, Ray, that was ,-, magnificent! And whom do I see but that famous contralto, Helen Morgan CE. Maggsj , .... singing, The Music Goes Down and Around. 1' And once more we bring to a close our Amateur Hour with our theme song I., playing in the background, St. Joseph's Academy, to You We Are Singing. 'wx Remember the name St. J oseph's Academy. The place where you forget 9 all your troubles, where the blues are not known, where joy, happiness and xi gaiety are found. 'I Elva Maggs, '37, I X1 Carmen Dzonne, 37. -II . fqus igfgi-av ,gtx vs E I I The Academia A 1 L. .ig :nL 4- J li -as-55 E Greetings of 1936 ElizabeTh Shannon Roberta Ouellette Mary O'Ma1ley Ruth SUllivan Eleanor Reagan Margaret Dealey Mary GEtchell Nancy BArron Margaret Ragan MAry Kelley Caroline SterLing LUci11e Parent Mary McDermott i ANita Richard Mary GillowAy Margaret PEtty Anita Richard, '3 6. ALWAYS YOUR FRIEND! To all present and future Alumnae of S. J. A.: If ever, in years to come, you feel the need of a change, a relaxation, simply come back and walk once more through these familiar halls, where you are always most welcome. Once more you will experience that joyous, light-hearted exuberance that was yours in your school days-though perhaps you did not realize it then. When you hear the bubbling, spontaneous laughter of the students who will then be taking your places, it may make you think that you aren't too old after all, that it wasn't so verynlong ago since you went to school here. We are sure that returning to this noble temple of learning you will find great delight in resurrecting fond memories of bygone gladsome days. Please don't deny yourselves and us this pleasure. Always your friend, SAINT JosEPH's ACADEMY. Eleanor Reagan, '36. El-ll f- - - Nil' I gy' x I t-A L :J iz f45iQi5.9' 'iQL X 'vs I I DN U I St. Joseplfs Academy I ST. JOSEPH'S ALUMNZE ACTIVITIES Oct. 28, 1935. St. Joseph's Alumnae banquet at the Lafayette Hotel. About 60 were present. Jan. 19, 1936. Sunday afternoon. A coffee was held at the home of the vice- president, Miss Helen Sullivan, Spruce St. About 200 attended. . Feb. 6, 1936. In the months of November, December and January, a series of beano parties was held at the homes of the various oflicers, for the purpose of raising money for prizes for the Charity Bridge. The first of these parties was held at the home of the president, Miss Margaret I. Conley, on Danforth St. The second party was held at the home of the treasurer, Mrs. Daniel Clancy, on Gray St. Mrs. Estelle Cuskley entertained with Mrs. Clancy. The third party was at the home of the vice-president, Miss Helen Sullivan, on Spruce St. The final party in the series was given at the home of the recording secretary, Mrs. Henri- etta Holden, on Codman St., when Miss Mary Burns, Miss Mollie Dillon, and Mrs. Holden entertained. All of these affairs were most successful, socially and financially. Charity Bridge at Frye Hall. Seventy-five tables in play. Mar. 6, 1936. Special meeting of the Alumnze at the Lafayette Hotel. Plans were made for a Communion Sunday, March 22nd, and for a final social event to take place at some later date. Mar. 22, 1936. Communion Breakfast was held at the Lafayette Hotel, with 52 Alumnae present. Reverend John W. Houlihan, the guest of honor, was the speaker. It is hoped that the members of the Alumnz Association will be able to draw the activities of the year to a fitting close by attending the Commencement Exercises at the Academy in June, renewing old acquaintances and welcoming the graduates of 1936 into the association. We trust every member will be able to attend the general Alumnafmeeting during the days of Commencement. RECOLLECTIONS OE BOARDING SCHOOL DAYS AT S. J. A. The paragraph from the Brothers Karamazofff' quoted by a Maine woman, Miss Mary Ellen Chase, in that recent successful best seller, Mary Peters, may not be an inappropriate beginning for these Recollections of St. Joseph's : You must know that there is nothing higher and stronger and more wholesome and good for life than some good memory, especially a memory of childhood. People talk to you a great deal about your education, but some good sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man carries many small memories ' with him into life he is safe to the end of his days: and if he has only one good memory left in his heart, even that may be the means of saving him. T7 ,N v M I. ba ill 1: 1 L I ll E1 ul if .il- Xfl' Q Bun i il l L F I Nfl ll I T .lf 'cfi'f'i 1 M - 49, vp The Academia - Q Q N ge, I A fi' ll! -1 l II' On an afternoon in mid-autumn many years ago, I wended my way toward a grammar school in an island town of Maine. The region was then little known, but is now destined to become famous,-the Land of the Passa- maquoddy. I rather liked the school. During the previous summer the school- room had been repapered: it had bands of that last word in interior decoration, paper that looked like soft velvet called red flock. Geraniums were in the windows and we had a nice new teacher who, if the geography lesson went well, would read for us Robinson Crusoe or Swiss Family Robinson. I was anxious to get to school, have done with the geography lesson, and see how Crusoe was faring. As we stood in a corner waiting for the teacher, suddenly fire bells clanged: a factory at the foot of the street was on fire. As we stood there we already saw black smoke and sudden flames mounting skyward, and it was whispered that if a certain gas tank burst, well,-no one could tell the con- sequences. The school session was not held that afternoon. The teacher did not come. She couldn't: her house was on fire, and curiously enough, I never went over that schoolhouse doorstep again, or knew how Robinson Crusoe came out until I had read it to my children. All afternoon the Hre raged on, and it was long after midnight when the flames were checked, after a large portion of the town had been laid waste. Things had to be adjusted quickly,-the Post Ollice moved to the Town Hall, the Bank to the Armory, and merchants gathered such stock as they had been able to save in front parlors of houses untouched by the fire. In the midst of this confusion it was suddenly decided that I should go to Deering, so the materials for my clothing were hastily purchased off closed square pianos, marble-top tables, and mantelpieces. Soon I was ready, and departed with three colored dresses, made basque fashion, buttoned down the front, two black dresses, various sateen aprons, a writing desk, an Indian basket filled with handkerchiefs, and a fairly-well-defined reputation for being a spoiled child. During evening recreation, holding Mother Petronilla's hand, I was introduced to the boarders grouped around a table in the Study Hall. On that night, from out that group of girls, I chose that treasure among life's goodly gifts, a friend. Many years in sunshine and in shadow have made stronger those 'lhoops of steel, and I am glad to say that the friendship still goes on among the thirteen children,-eight of hers, five of mine, who make up the second generation. Some days after my arrival, I jumped two steps at a time down the front staircase. Mother Petronilla, thinking, I suppose, that discipline might as well begin right there, told me in a few well-chosen words that such behavior would not be tolerated, that in the future I was to walk quietly, and try to be a lady. I sat on that lower step and split the air with lamentations, declaring to any passer-by who might be interested that I wanted to go home to my mother. Around the corner came a sweet little white novice, a girl from my own town. She was a beautiful creature, fragile and lovely as a tea rose, who was destined to tarry with us only a little while, and then no more. She helped dry my tears, said words of comfort, with much good advice. After that I was often bored and weary, straining at the leash, impatient for the long vacation, but never really unhappy again. Twice a week we did what was then known as fancy work. We threaded needles with ribbonzene, liloselle, arrazene, and chenille: stitches in canvas, felt, and plush became daisies, forget-me-nots, and sumach, and if you were a very good sewer. like Nellie Tobin for instance, you were allowed to sew on white satin, little gold sequins which became wheat, tiny pieces of bullion -1-, If All if W N sie Mr ' 1 l ll i 3.1, LT.. 411. fi-. li. ' Illl I 43 ll ' - St. loseplils Academy I 'I which became grapes, and make a burse, or perhaps a pyx case, which you could take home as a gift to your parish priest. Sister Pauline hovered over us, helping us smooth out tangled threads, guiding clumsy stitches. As we sewed Sister Francesca read to us,-all of Dickens' books, Fabiola, Rudder Grange, Sara Crewe, Cranford, -stories by Lady Fullerton and Christian Reid. No one ever taught English history like Mother Petronilla. We recited the Kings in concert, starting with Egbert and Ethelbert, pausing at the Battle of Hastings, 1066, and ending with Victoria. She made all the queens so real that we never doubted but that she had known them all personally, in fact, that they had been friends of hers. Mother had a beautiful face, and it was said that she gave up a gay society life in a far-away city to enter the convent. In the ff evening, sometimes, she danced with us, and as she was then of rather ample Qi 0 proportions, we lost her in the mazes of a waltz but she always came floating Enix back again, light as the down of a thistle. x l dj N2 At breakfast we were served that good corn cake of Sister Zita's, corner- 9 ,jf ,K pieces being much in demand. We also had oatmeal porridge with molasses, and - I Jo. how welcome were those great mounds of bread and molasses, heaped on huge i .y 'YQ platters, that came up from the kitchen at that zero hour of the stomach, 4 P. M. ' t , ', 'gy I never knew of any place where molasses was eaten on oatmeal except in the l . IVA convent. At first we refused to eat it. Gradually we ate it because we were ' I hungry, and finally because we liked it. Even at this late day, whenever there if . is oatmeal porridge around, almost unconsciously I ind myself in the kitchen gf pantry. Suddenly it comes over me that what I really came to get is a little I A molasses. William Lyon Phelps, the genial and popular professor of English at 3' Yale University, has written an essay on Molasses. He says: Quote CD0 I iii ,-,, sound like Father Cough1in?j 1 -- At breakfast we never put cream and sugar on our orrid e: we ut molasses, and as bread and molasses was the backbone of the gfening meal, sou will'see what I mean when I say that I swam to manhood through this Viscous sea. In those days Youth was sweet. Remember the old Pasquelle grammar which introduced us to the French language? We loved to practice saying, Que-ce-que c'est?, Serurier, and Bague d'or. This last we always gleefully pronounced and wrote in our exercises, Back Door. Sister Augustine would draw a stubby pencil through '- the line, shake her head sadly, and say, Not at all, my dear! Sister Augustine had a rare sweet smile and charming manners. A news- ....- paper clipping, published shortly after her death, relates that she was the daugh- Is- ter of a Polish count, born in Paris, and obliged to leave that city during the .QA siege of 1870. Yet I distinctly remember her saying, -- ' Q' I was born away up in Brittany, my dear, on the Loire, in the city of I , antes. .i. X, Sister came to teach us French on Wednesdays and Saturdays, accompanied - :qs by another Sister from the big convent, as we called the Free Street House. Mv They generally went back to the city around live o'clock, when the cars were 'Ea' crowded with laborers carrying dinner pails, returning after their day's work. xy, Once when one of them rose hastily and offered Sister his place, she said, giving him a friendly pat on the arm, If Sit right down again, my dear man. I shall not take your seat. You X have worked harder than I today. an F ' :f 1 an as ll I - ll ll F The Academia ., 8 , ?Q S I , 5, Q, il. -ai: 'Il l ! ! Dear Sister, grande dame, how often have I been grateful for your patient teaching! During the last two years of our school life in Deering we recited nearly every lesson to Sister Louise. Always our friend and champion outside of school hours, in class she was a stern task mistress. Her special hobby was arithmetic and bookkeeping: and she always held up to us as her idea of what a really good mathematician should be, one Maggie Morgan. Had not Maggie Morgan marched right out of Free Street Convent into Gray's Business College, met, passed, and surpassed every student there, both boy and girl, and captured all the honors? Years after, some of us came to know and to love Margaret Mary Morgan, but I don't think we ever quite forgave her for walking off with all those prizes. In the bookkeeping class an ink eraser was tabooed,-simply out, and not to be tolerated. We were supposed to have no use for such a thing. If, while painstakingly writing such items as pounds of prunes and bales of hay, a girl began to look uneasy, Sister said, Miss So and So, what are you hiding under your desk? Sister, please, an ink eraser, she answered, timidly. I thought so, said Sister. You've made a blot! Bring it to me imme- diately. Do you want to disgrace yourself and this school when these books are put on exhibition on Distribution Day? Oh, no, Sister! Out came the offending leaf, and the bales of hay and pounds of prunes had to be written over again. Rusty pumps, she called us. Put a little water in, get a little water out, as she prompted us along uncertain wanderings through the reigns of Ptolemy and Xerxes. Such knowledge and general information as we possessed was all thrown into a pool for the general good. We shared our learning much as the first Christians divided their worldly goods--everything in common, one for all, all for one. Did a girl when called upon to answer in class, hesitate, totter, and threaten to fall down? Then there were four others, ranked in massed formations, ready to extend a helping hand. The writings of Joaquin Miller! demanded Sister Louise. If af' W lf? ,v,,, .0 l A it ,r xr ,ya 1 I 4' Silence. 1-' The girl on the opposite side of the table, getting as far around to the side of Sister's veil as possible, slowly and carefully formed the words, A Blot on the 'Scutcheonf' i' Light broke on the other side. ? A Plot in the Kitchen, triumphantly announced the student. Bang went the book-shut! That will be about enough for today, said Sister, rising from the table. '-- Unsmiling and solemn, we went back to our seats, and it was only when we knew Sister had gone off and was safe upstairs that we dared put down our i heads on our desks and laugh and laugh again. -- There were days when things went better. Sometimes when answers were too far-fetched and outlandish, suddenly Sister's face would turn very red,- her eyes filled: we thought she was about to weep. Then came a broad smile, and she shook with laughter. You ridiculous girls! said Sister Louise. Ah! Then we were happy and knew there would be smooth sailing with a fair wind all that day. Hl7. in -25: A' fl H - 'HU M II l St.1osepl1's Academy l I 4 1, f gb ll, Ja :yur ll I 'if l V K l i A ...l1 -1- But it was such a nice cozy way of going to school. We were all so friendly and intimate. Many of the threads of this narrative must necessarily be woven around Bishop Healy, for literally we were brought up with the Bishop. His interest in St. Joseph'stwas twofold. He had purchased this estate from the heirs of F. O. J. Smith, started the first Catholic Boarding School in Maine, and he wanted it to succeed. Then, too, numbered among the students were his two nieces, Mollie and Bessie Cashman. How we envied those Cashman girls and wished that he was our uncle. It was written of Pope Pius IX that Many a time he would descend from his coach and walk upon the Pincio. all clothed in white, stopping sometimes to talk with those who accompanied him, or to lay his gentle hand on the fair head of some little child that paused frofn its play in awe and admiration as the Pope went by, for he loved children we l. Bishop Healy was like this, and children repaid him in loyal affection. When he passed through the grounds near his house in the city the children of the Kavanagh School always called to him lustily in chorus, Good morning, Bishop! With a friendly wave of the hand, he answered their greeting: Good day, my little children! He visited us often and was always doing something to make us happy. Remember the toboggan slide? After coming back from a long journey, he would come to the study hall to tell us of the far-away lands he had visited, of his interviews with the Pope, and once he brought us a great basket of figs from Smyrna. The Bishop loved music. It was whispered that he played the violin and we recall the deep organ tones of his beautiful speaking and singing voice. He generally came to Deering during the afternoon, often riding on horseback from the city. Word would go hastily around, The Bishop's here! The Bishop's here! Without warning he was liable to open the door of a music room and listen to some girl during piano practice hour. How thrilling if the piece went smoothly and without mistakes, and he said, You play very well, my daughter. But how awful, when, as you blundered with many wrong notes through the Little Soldier's March or Dolly's Dream, he pointed to the words, tres facile, printed under the title, and went off laughing, with his hands behind him, down the corridor. s . x 1 1 r I lm i a? ill ig F- Often he read our monthly reports, which was always exciting,-sorne- times disturbing. ,QA Miss So and So! -Christian Doctrine, Studies, Neatness and Order, 'Qi' Punctuality, Politeness, - all 100, right down the line. Very good, my X! daughter! ' I4 With a bow and thank you, Bishop, the happy girl took her card and 'Q returned to her place. But when my card came to be read, things did not go as ,xvqy smoothly on account of a motley assortment of odd numbers, ranging from ii 65 to 87. Uncomfortably, I waited, but before he handed the card, he looked Xl! at me reproachfully over the top of his glasses. Mamie, my daughter, when I have finished reading your card I'm all out I of breath. y I Blushing and crestfallen, I turned to go up the aisle, but before reaching ax r a . Jug V - .. , ,lx Ai Q l I I M CQ.. rf W The Academia Q U 574 , - egg: n 91 ll! 21. il.. +1 nl I ii. my seat I had made a solemn resolution. Next month the Bishop should not suffer any discomfort on my account: next month my card, too, should make smooth reading. That it was right and honorable to attain high marks, that my people were perhaps making a sacrifice to keep me at school, and so, I should do my best,-none of these motives entered into the plan. My only object was that the Bishop should not get out of breath. In my childlike love for him, I think I had an idea that it was bad for his heart. On his birthdays and feast days he generally sent for Mollie to come to the city to see him and many times it was my good fortune to be sent with her. We first presented our greetings to the Bishop, then he allowed us to wander at will among his books and amuse ourselves with many interesting things around his rooms. One morning he brought from some mysterious place a box. It was a jewel casket containing his rings and crosses. He said that if we were good children and very careful we might look at them. We sat in the sunny glass balcony opening from his room, gloating over these gems. I dare say, we tried them all on. I remember one gorgeous opal, with many diamonds, which the Bishop said he never wore. Was the Bishop superstitious? In these modern days the amusements of young people are many and varied, and they go far afield for recreation, but I wonder what twentieth century child has ever had a box of Bishop's rings to play with! We ate our dinner in the back parlor, separated by sliding doors from the dining room where the Bishop entertained his friends. Many lobster croquettes, much ice cream was set before ravenous convent girls. Finally, the laughter and conversation in the next room died down, grace was' said, and the priests went upstairs. The Bishop, sliding the door open a little way, said: Have you had a good dinner, my children? Oh, yes, Bishop. Thank you. Then run around the table three times and Eat some more. The kind eyes of the Bishop look out from an old photograph as I write. On. the back in the well-remembered letters, pointing straight up and down, is written, God bless you! James Augustine Healy - But you may not hear such a tale again, For he was a Grand Seigneur, my dears, I-Ie was a Grand Seigneur! No doubt you remember Jimmy Burnham, who reported so many years for the Portland Argus, and was once a familiar figure along the city streets. Jimmy always came on our Distribution Days Cwe had not then attained the dignity of Commencement J and sat in an honored place, in line with the bishops and priests. After the exercises he could be seen nervously flitting around the large parlor examining the art work on exhibition there, and always wrote a long account of events in the next morning's paper. From an old scrap- book yellowed with age I take the following: In the grand old forests surrounding the convent home and extending far away the birds find habitation sweet, and announce with notes of joyous lays to St. Joseph's daughters that the morn has come, and another glad day for preparation and service commenced. Also, On the entrance of the Right Reverend Bishop, attended by the Vicar General and the clergy, they were greeted by sweet music, and the pupils in ' T U x I 4 ' - I I Agni x9is' i24. x 'v' 2'f u IL 1 lb A I St. losephls Academy il MA va Q In is xl' 1 x i 1, at' ll, Ja L I 1 ?, I ul I ff' s .ii- admirable unison, gracefully bowed in lowly reverence, and executed a march with elegant precision. Again Jimmy goes on to say, The valedictory was a production of superior merit, delivered with a pathos that was indeed touching, and an elegance of manner that was refreshing. Once more, One of the best exhibitions we have ever noted in embroidery, painting, and bookkeeping was displayed in the elegant drawing room. This is interesting as an example of the flowery style of reporting in vogue a half century ago as compared to the terse, crisp statement of facts that marks the newspaper writing of today. By the way, in perusing these old clippings I learned this astounding fact, -that in a certain year, which shall be nameless, Nellie Tobin received the first prize in bookkeeping. What fun to be a fly on the wall if someone came along and gave her a good stiff test in this subject today! Tell me, what has become of the bronze lions that guarded the entrance to F. O. Jfs domain: may one still see the caved-in foundation, the tumbled blocks of brown stone that were once a part of his mansion? Are there goldfish in the pool,-and the iron hitching-post topped by a horse's head, does it still stand? Beneath the undergrowth of tangled weeds and dead leaves, we could always find a bunch of those little flowers called Lady's Delights, and the outline of what had once been a formal garden could be distinctly traced. How I should like to wander in those woods again! I know that the little church where we went on Sundays has gone long since, replaced by that dream of Father John's come true, the new and greater St. Joseph's, but if you will answer these questions, in exchange I will tell you where to find the little church that we once knew so well. At the entrance of the chapel in a down-east parish stands a statue of St. Patrick, green-robed, wearing a white mitre, his right hand clasps a golden crozier, and in his left he holds the little old Deering Church. a Jack-in-the-Pulpit, a Oak leaves, acorns on the ground, May flowers. l..ady's Slipper, the ending of a half-forgotten prayer, the words of a hymn, a line of poetry, a strain of music, sunlight shining and resting on the head of a little Bernadette,-these thoughts of Deering come at unexpected times and in odd places. During late years I have been often in assemblies of which many different religious communities were a part,-white-robed Dominicans, brown-robed Franciscans, Sisters of the Holy Ghost, Sisters of St. Joseph, and then the long veil, the stiff white coif, the wide guimpe, which to me is the loveliest of all religious habits, the habit of the Sisters of Mercy. The faces are unfamiliar, but I say to myself, These are my Sisters! It is as if the barriers of time and distance, death, separation, change, were all swept away and we suddenly came face to face with youth. During these sweet June days, it is my happiness to send a few words of love and grateful tribute to the Sisters of Mercy of the Deering community to whom I owe so much. - When we passed through the convent doors forever, I like to think that all unseen and unsuspected the spirit of these nuns walked with us, that it is 'round us yet and will continue Over the long highway that leads beyond the crest of the farthest hill to the end of all journeyingf' Mary White Alexander, Class of 1891. KWritten for St. Joseph's Alumnae Meeting. 1935.1 gui.. ,s I l g a ,, ,Any 1 Q x w I I N il, in 52 .,-.-.1 .1- .lp A-T vfxix 4 1 -, .Q N g l :Tl my Qisxfxg ll ll JN I' Ill -.11 . d V34 e K fl 1 g l Enix iii? in f E I The Academia WITH OUR RECENT ALUMNE CLASS OF 1935 Evelyn Bergeron-Working in Boston. Mary Carr-Mrs. Robert H. Jones of Portland. Frances Erickson-Attending Business College in Bangor. Mary Frances Gill-Freshman at St. Joseph's College. Lucille Hansen-Freshman at St. Joseph's College. Virginia Hinds-Working at Franklin Grant Studio, Portland. Mariette Lamontagne-Working in Lewiston. Betty McSweeney-Post-graduate at St. Joseph's Academy. Mary O'Sullivan-Gorham Normal School. Gretchen Penley-Freshman at Nasson College. Mildred Smith-Attending Maine School of Commerce. Gertrude Thibodeau-Post-graduate at Fort Kent High School. Mary Woods-Freshman at St. Joseph's College. CLASS OF 1934 Marie Begin-At home, Westbrook. Eileen Cash-Mrs. Francis Gooch of Portland. Louise Foley-At home. N YAlice Green-Sophomore at College of the Sacred Heart, Manhattanville, Phyllis King-Working in Augusta. Dorothy Lee-Sophomore at St. .Ioseph's College. Eileen Mahar-Sophomore at Regis College. Bertha Nadeau-At home. Peggy Preble-Mrs. John Kittredge of Bar Harbor. Anne Ragan-Sophomore at Westbrook Junior College. Madeline Silke-Mrs. Edward Doyle of Bar Harbor. Glenn Vining-Sophomore at -Ryder College. CLASS OF 1933 Mary Barstow-Junior at Bates College. Irene Benoit-At home, Biddeford. Betty Clancy-Working at Roger Paul Jordan's Studio. Pearl Cohen-Training at The Queen's Hospital. Mary Connors-Training at The Queen's Hospital. Anne Dolan-Boston University Extension School in P . Dorothy Fisher-Sister Mary Dorothea. Teaching at St. Joseph's School, Portland. Virginia Gato-At home. Catherine Goudreau-Working in oflice of J. D. Payson, Portland. Marie Hammett-At home. Ruth Haverty-Sophomore at St. Joseph's College. Mary Langzettel-Telephone operator at Maine Eye and Ear Infirmary. Helen McLeod-Sister Mary Antonia. Teaching at St. Dominic's School, Portland. ' Madeline Roussin-Simmons College. Patricia Sheridan-At home, Westbrook. Helen Silva-At home. Mary Upham-Technician in office of her father, Dr. R. C. Upham, of ortland V Q1 -11 9 5: I sie' I W2 55 A r 1 l ll l E l Biddeford. U Emily Ward-Working at Maine General Hospital. ' - xi 1 S' Yi, - QJIXX Sig - E ,1 -Q .r f gy 45: I 5, H iqjjeesgi-9.:ezzgg. 62: is l P '. r ,. -M ,A i in ' I . .. ., Lcgrllues-afmarsaan , 1 iaaf H . Vg. f get W, :ld V. 1 l , ll 73 ll E St.losepl1's Academy I I U CLASS OF 1932 Patricia Bradley-At home. Madeline Breen-Working in Augusta. Effie Demars-Living in Portland. Mary Corcoran-Working in Augusta. Florence Demars-Living in Portland. Carolyn DeVane-Columbia University Senior. . Helen Fallon-Substitute teacher in Bangor. Helen Foye-Graduate nurse from The Queen's Hospital. il Marie Hansen-Mrs. Timothy J. O'Donovan of Lynn, Mass. Catherine Harvey-Senior at College of the Sacred Heart, Manhattanville, 95 N. Y. ' , 'TA Dorothy Haskell-Mrs. Isaac Webber, Augusta. M Marjorie Lee-Graduate nurse from St. Vincent's Hospital, N. Y. 94. Z! A Madeline Maheu-At home. 5 ,ff Kathleen Michaud-Working in Fort Kent. X , Lucille Pelletier-Working in Biddeford. 5 Adelaide Rielly-Mrs. Edward O'Donnell of Portland. 'T ' Mary Shaw-Working in Portland. A Julia Silva-Sister Mary Ellen. Teaching in Kavanagh School. 4 , Warrena Smith-New York University. . l Jeannette St. Pierre-Working in Lewiston. djirnjf Marion Sullivan-At home. Lena White-Working in Island Pond, Vermont. in Flora Williams-At home, Guilford. ' CLASS or 1931 f Barbara Bearce-Trained nurse-graduate of Central Maine Hospital. Alice Foley--Oflice--Community Oil Co. ,. Ruth Foley-Deceased. -Q 5 Christine Hansen-On European tour. 662 Anita Holland-At home. x' Doris Kane-Mrs. De Nite, living in Detroit. 'f Frances Kennedy-Mrs. Wakefield, Jackman. 44, f Olive Leaf--At home, South Portland. 'Y' Simone Michaud-Eagle Lake. l'-Mg Monica Morrison-Boston. T V Marguerite McCabe-Working in Boston. l Susie McCormack-Mrs. George Fleury of Berlin, N. H. y Anna O'Donnell-Graduate nurse from Maine General Hospital. , 7 Paulette Roussin-University of Maine. li Madeline Savae-Mrs. George Graham, Newtonville, Mass. X Bertha Warren-Attending school in Portland. FROM ALUMNIE RECORDS OF THE PAST YEAR Deceased-Mrs. Annie Shanahan O'Brien, of Portland. Class of 1884. Mrs. Elizabeth Whited Solomon, of Houlton. Class of 1923. Married- Mary Kathlyn Carr, '35, to Mr. Robert H. Jones. Eileen Marie Cash, '34, to Mr. Francis Gooch. Margaret Preble to Mr. John Kittredge, Bar Harbor. Madeline Silk to Mr. Edward Doyle, Bar Harbor. Congratulations are offered to Mr. and Mrs. Timothy J. O'Donovan CMarie Hansen, '32j of Lynn, Mass., on the birth of a son, Timothy J., Jr. .1-Q -1- .1-n Il f 4-faivggl I Q X A ,, Il Ei:54Qi-a? 'g1LX ik Q I uv-1. v 'P'- y N-by TL iii fi AM E I The Academia I I CI Sympathy is extended to Mrs. Mary Halpin Flanigan, Class of 1895, on the death of her husband, mother, and two brothers. To Mrs. Geraldine McMennamin O'Kane, Class of 1917, sister of the late Sister Mary Rose McMennarnin, '16, on the death of her mother, Mrs. George McMennamin. CONDOLENCE TO THE DOOLEY FAMILY St. Joseph's Academy has sustained a real loss in the recent death of Mr. J. Edward Dooley, who had been long associated with his father, Mr. John H. Dooley, in The Printwell Printing Company, and had always shown sincere interest in the publishing of our yearbook. Therefore, through THE ACADEMIA, the faculty and students of St. Joseph's Academy extend their deepest sympathy to Mrs. Dooley and to the John H. Dooley family. May the Lord grant his soul eternal happiness! li. nil 'Q o 46 V XIIQ gr ff I td ii -Il -a 1 , Q min -Q. Qi 'Effie .tariffs lu- ' 7, U I 'll ll e3-i.:3 R2e'3- Jr., :fra I I t:?Xh-Jn '5f x rs P I r x .ra e-nl -.I r. .. ' Q. 11315 .i6l J. UI I I St.1osepl1's Academy GIFTS OF BENEFACTORS During the past year St. Joseph's Academy has been the grateful recipient of many beautiful and valuable gifts. The Sisters and students wish to express their gratitude to their many kind benefactors. Our beautiful library was enriched last fall by an exquisite crystal chan- , ' delier, the gift of Mr. and Mrs. Everett McGlauflin, our Dorothy's parents, who J - A :QQ also gave us two pairs of lovely antique brass candlesticks. Many new books t wat have also been received for the library. Eff 'N The museum likewise has several new additions. Our ever-kind friend, Dr. Louis A, Derry, donated a twelfth century bookstand, made of hammered -I If 1 brass and inlaid with pearl, which once belonged to a King of Poland. vi ' . I A case of marine shells, a family possession for over 200 years, was pre- I 4 sented by Miss Helen Hanley of Dorchester, Mass., aunt of Christine Hanley, '3 8. If A' very valuable collection, including a variety of shells, sponges, corals, ' sugar cane, bamboo, etc., was sent to us from Florida by Mr. Timothy ill O'Connor. -- Our fine collection of stuffed and mounted animal specimens was increased by those received from Mr. and Mrs. George Donnelly of this city. if ' Jacqueline Faucher, '37, and Bernice Upham, '38, of the present student body, also gave interesting contributions for the museum. .2 Miss Helen M. Murphy, a former student at The King's Academy, 1919- EQ I ' 1920, now of Cornwall, Penn., sent a valuable collection of ore minerals which 'VL has been placed in our museum. l-3:5 1... The study hall now has a beautiful statue of the Little Flower, presented , V by Mrs. A. Darche of Westbrook, whose sweet little daughter, Therese, is one .1 of our darling graders I ld Mr. William 0'Brien of Portland gave us two settles, one of which is now in the front hall at the entrance to the library, and the other is the newest delight -- of the Seniors in their Cozy Corner. - :I For all the thoughtful and generous aid which alumnae and friends of the school have bestowed upon us, we pray that God will reward and bless the donors. I,,1 I my 'Q f I . if 6 .-1+ 251- ' W ,iii i in II IDI I X sggrmimvgiegg. X-as I al. 9. K --Li gl i sl si: I The Academia 1936 CLASS HISTORY FRESHMAN YEAR! We entered the portals of Saint Joseph's Academy for the first time as high school students on September 14, 1932. Contrary to the statement found in most Freshman chronicles, we were not all very timid and frightfully nervous. I doubt if one member of 1936's large, loud, and loquacious class knew one moment of realtimidity or fear on that bright September day. None of us was ever bashful. During our first year in high school we were the largest class in the school and we entered gleefully into the excitement of searching for seat-rooms, chang- ing and re-changing schedules, and meeting old and new friends-mostly new. One of the highlights of our Freshman year was the dramatization of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. There were many other exciting events but finally June came-as it always does-and found us marveling with our newly- acquired knowledge of Latin. How Tempus fugit! SOPHOMORE YEAR! After having been closed since the middle of June, S. J. A. opened its doors on the 13 of September. Two of the original seventeen had left us but we had gained two new members so our original number was still intact. We tried to make life miserable for the gay gathering of '37, but their spirits were as unquenchable then as they are today. French and second-year Math nearly finished us during this year but there were always some compensations in the way of lectures, concerts and plays. I wonder if our June exam in Math will ever be forgotten by any of us. I'm afraid not. JUNIOR YEAR! After our return on September 12 we assumed the air of royalty. We were now of the exclusive upper classmenl Although our work was consid- erably lighter than the year before there was still plenty of it. Our whist-bridge- beano gained for our class treasury quite a suitable sum, as well as much praise from both the students and faculty. This sum was quickly depleted when we used it to give to the departing class of '35 a banquet which we are sure will go down in the historic annals of the school. The entertainment which accom- panied this sumptuous feast is also justly famous. We took part in the gradua- tion of 1935 in the exalted position of Seniors, since the class of '35 had been graduates since alumna night. Time marches on! I SENIOR YEAR! I Now, after nine months as Seniors, we are almost graduates ourselves. Our last and best year is ending. Our yearbook is being published, graduation prep- arations are in full swing. Soon we must bid dear Alma Mater a fond farewell. Yet many years from now we will still remember our four happy years at S. J. A. and the remembrance will always bring delight to our hearts. Nancy Barron, '3 6. Mary Getchell: Do you know Lincoln's 'Gettysburg Address' ? Margaret Petty: No, I didn't know he lived there. 'TQ A0 Y W X ska vj, Q 55 f lip-A I l if Il m fs- iv -ea e kgjssmii-t.? 'ggt v 'fs -47 I iw 1 .Q ,, ,greg .:.VJwi!. I St. Joseplfs Academy FOUR YEARS HENCE I wonder what we would learn if we could look into tomorrow. Let's try it and see. We'll jump right into the events of 1940. First we'll fly across the continent to see what Mary Rita is doing out in Hollywood. Behold! There she is on the set starring with Clark Gable in She Won Her Point. Well, didn't she always? While we are in this vicinity we'll take a trip to Mexico and see how Peggy is getting along settling Mexico's troubles. Everything would be all right if people would only follow her ideas. Then we'll go to Florida to see Mary O'Malley in her palatial villa, with maids by the dozen. She's being waited on now! And does she like it. Washington is our next stop for I've heard Nancy is making quite a name for herself as a White House lobbyist. I must go see for myself, though I don't doubt she still leads any discussion. Let's go in and see the perfect secretary in Warren and William's Insur- ance Company on Wall Street. Why, of course, it's Mary Gilloway! Whom else could I mean? Who is the chic little lady wearing the frilly house dress standing in the doorway of that pretty bungalow? Why, it's none other than our sweet Eleanor Reagan, mistress of allshe surveys in that little Rhode Island town. Now shall we go back to Maine for awhile? I'm getting lonesome. I must go out to S. J. A. to see Mary Kelley. Didn't you know this is her fourth year as a post-graduate in Music? Yes, she's going to be there indefinitely. Margaret Petty is still a social butterfly. She's the same old Margaret, never in the same place two seconds. What's Caroline Sterling doing now? Well, I heard she is a most versatile school teacher. She can teach anything from music to science, especially chem- istry. She loves that-and chemistry teachers, especially one! I hear Roberta is keeping house for herself and her one and only up Fort Kent way. Just think, she didn't even have to change her name. Occasionally I see Lucille's picture in the paper with that great American football star. You know, the one who broke his leg in the fall of 1935 when he was playing on the great Lewiston High team. Ruth Sullivan is conducting her own hospital now and I hear it is very hard for student nurses to gain admittance. Everything about Ruth was always ideal. Mary McDermott is on the stage now. She portrayed Sam Johnson so well in our Johnson's Club that she received a life contract to do character impersonations on Broadway. Anita Richard is a model in one of the large Parisian shops: we always thought she could wear clothes to perfection. By the way, you know Eliiabeth's keeping the home fires burning while Peggy is in Mexico. She will be glad to give you any advice you need on true friendship. ' I Me? What am I doing? Why, just puttering around here and there, ad- ministering lirst aid now and then. You know I always was interested in the medical profession. Margaret Dealy, '36, Q 3 Ni Fe' W rs- . 5. l il lil is lg' N f A avg 1'-, Sa' e ll-Mr .9 I V li 4' YI .fr 2 3 f C7 Ill. ' if ix. , 4- X A 5 nigjzasii-S.v g3 was E I 17 Y gunni- i I .il fi nl Q. I The Academia I, p THE BELL I think I heard it said one day As I was passing by, There's not one thing that you can say About a bell. Oh, my! The bell that is behind the door Has done its task right well: Its echo sounds on every floor As all the girls will tell. It calls sleepyheads from their repose To usher in the day, A And they arise, but still they doze, And dress with much delay. It's the bell that calls us to eachlclassz y I The bell that marks its end: X The bell that tells each tired lass , , That it is, too, a friend. A 5' For when each class has come and gone So slowly that we fuss, The same old sound that brought it on Has rung to dismiss us. At last the good old bell has done . . One thing that we desire: , We're out of school-two jumps, one run, i You'd think there was a fire. It's rung for years and probably Will For many more to come Work faithfully at S. J. A. until Old age has made it dumb. Anita Richard, '36. - THUMBNAIL DESCRIPTIONS - K With apologies to Walter Winchellj l D 2-'Pr W .va vu if If I l 4 'T Roberta Ouellette-A feminine Howard C. Christy. :il Nancy Barron-The wind in a flurry. i Mary O'Malley-A true daughter of the Emerald Isle. 'T- ' Ruth Sullivan-A lady! Mary McDermott-Webster's understudy. Margaret Petty-A lovable baby doll. 1--- Caroline Sterling-Pavlowa's rival. G ' Lucille Parent-Beauty's daughter. Mary Getchell-The woman of many cares. 1- Elizabeth Shannon-Peggy's faithful. Y Margaret Dealy-Poise personified. Anita Richard-Miss 1936--unanimous declaration. Mary Kelley-The silent partner. Peggy Ragan-Elizabeth's equally faithful. Mary Gilloway-The essence of diligence. Eleanor Reagan-Personality plus. ' 0? X Q K .. iff f ' lf' o S C 0- X N 1 f . , bl 4 .X ' ti r: rr: My .-.....a -9 -Elf' W sie' dji- V I l if -H I St. Joseplfs Academy DO YOU LIKE OLD-FASHIONED MOLASSES CANDY? Dear Readers: ' Don't you just love to stay at home on a bitter cold winter night and make candy? I guess most everybody does-an' lan' sakes, the world can't be wrong. But there are all kinds of candy-hard and soft fcooked too much and not cooked enoughj, plain and rich, invigorating and saturating. Since it's a win- ter night, the invigorating type would be just what we need. Thus, merely designing to benefit mankind, I'll give you, dear friends of the culinary art, my favorite, never-failing recipe for delicious, old-fashioned molasses candy Cold- fashioned because it's not used anymorej . First, run over to your nearest neighbor's C never mind your overshoes-it's not far, anywayj and borrow two cups of dark molasses. If she hasn't the dark, quietly take the light but with that reproving expression on your face that indig- nantly demands: Why don't you buy the dark, anyway? Now measure a tablespoon of vinegar. My goodness! you haven't any vinegar either? That's terrible. You'll have to borrow some from the pickle jar. CAfter it's cooked no one will know the diiferencej Add some butter- or any grease will do. Next put in a pinch of ginger to insure heating. Mix all these ingredients together and place over the fire. This done, go finish that new novel you began. Be sure to come back after a couple of hours and if there is any candy left, pour it into a buttered pan. Let this cool suHiciently and then begin pulling. Now the invigorating effect takes place. When the steady, muscular motion has become easy, graceful, and rhythmic, you will know that the candy is ready. Maybe with a hammer you can break it into pieces which you should offer to your dearest enemy. If she survives after eating this miscellaneous mix- ture of ideas and ingredients, you haven't followed my directions. Yours sweetly, English Teacher: This is the worst reci- tation I've had this year. Perhaps you've noticed that I've done most of it myse1f. Nancy: You didn't seem very enthusi- astic about my singing: surely I have some qualifications. Peggy: Sure, I admit you have a mouth. Teacher: How old would a person be who was born in l904? Peggy Ragan: Man or woman? IMA COOK. Mary McDermott, '36, French Teacher: How do you form a question of J'ai? Roberta: Put a question mark after it. Teacher: What is the opposite of sor- row? 'Mary McDermott: Joy. Teacher: And the opposite of misery? Mary McDermott: Happiness Teacher: And what is the opposite of woe? Mary McDermott: Giddap! 1 -1, Q. gif - gi-. i f R, l ELI. ill 4' , 3:1 . Iggy - ,Q-is -as e rs - ' ' .f Rib-fm, -44X I The Academia MY IDEAL My- ideal is to be a friend To everyone I can: For friendship is the greatest gift Bestowed by God on man. He wished us all to be alike In one respect, at least, So friendliness of spirit was In all of us increased. - ,x weft rd like ee make my ideal be a A thing to me most dear, Ev,-, A 1 By making friends of everyone H, x g ug., And being to all sincere. ' In this way I will please myself. My frien-ds and neighbors, too: But most of all I'll please the One 4 Who made my ideal true. 1 Mary Gilloway, '36, mi .S M .ii FIGURATIVELY SPEAKING T5 As ambitious as Nancy Barron. As calm as Margaret Dealy. i As active as Mary Getchell. As ingenious as Mary Gilloway. As dependable as Mary Kelley. As jolly as Mary O'Malley-. As artistic as Roberta Ouellette. As pretty as Lucille Parent. As generous as Margaret Petty. As argumentative as Peggy Ragan. As gracious as Eleanor Reagan. ---- As attractive as Anita Richard. 1' - As faithful as Elizabeth Shannon. As sweet as Caroline Sterling. i- As good as Ruth Sullivan. I' As brilliant as Mary McDermott. Absent-minded Judge in Dentist Chair: Do you swear to pull the tooth, the whole tooth. and nothing but the tooth? Oflicer Cvery angryj : Not a man in this division will be given liberty this afternoon. Voice: Give me liberty or give me death. Officer: Who said that? Voice: Patrick Henry. AT MUSIC CLUB Teacher Creferr-ing to musicjz Class, what do you hear mostly on the radio? One Member: Static. Mrs. Day to maid: Please get the spider and fry the meat. Maid Clater. with perfect specimen of insectl: I searched all over the house, ma'am, and this is the biggest spider I could ind. 1-4. 1..- K9 -as- 0 QI V ale' I its I 4 if A Pf tv fi - if l 3 x'i'iP N 4 sf: 'f - 14 ' is D ' Af pkglvaxnx f44'4.X it iff AN, .4 . ,, . eg.. 41,4 4 ' . .4 ,. e q... -ieikih ' l ff, .,'i',r1.-,l,,f,. n, Q 'E r,,-. 'Lf' e-Ziiia--A-Tele... ia.. ,if ales. 5 ' l .ii 1 I V mm? T J F Q' I Q K3 A'm'f7'f7 '-fm I liar 5 wg. 'WY N tw.LiL'liii :' t,f4f ,F,--f' 'gm . L...,w ,,,....i-1 4,.i.l-4 g,,-,, ,, - A if Jin, I 'I' lf ' . : 1 X li i J, TI X y. s.JK.,ri . F., if . 4: P4 I ' l 1 I 'Sl I 'Q 1 i fi-'Q i fi I I X K I . I .1 I V I ' Y It VJ 1 .', 'i' il JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY I 'J 2 A The eventful year of 1933 ushered ten shy and timid Freshmen into wel- A- N coming arms at the venerable halls of S. J. A. Here we began our career as high T school students, and within these walls we showed our greenness to the great- est degreel T However, Freshman Initiation topped it all. I fear that initiation ' will ever haunt our memories. Gradually, the weeks and months flew by,-- K weeks and months of studying,-English, Latin, Algebra, etc., and then came if , class night-'Athrills within thrills. we were called Sophomoresl I'-'ig . 1 4.41.-i The summer months flew by as a dream and September found a class of E F 3 twelve Sophomores back at S. J. A. A memorable year this proved to be to each l ,fi Fw! and every one of the class, We were practically rushed to death trying to keep 1 , E TT' up with Caesar and his tenth legion on their Hmagnis itineribusf' And oh. the ' countless hours we spent on those quadraticsf No, we weren't far behind those fa D great scientists? Tuesdays and Thursdays found the General Science class experi- il I menting to discover problems, such as Which is heavier, a quart of milk or a ' quart of water? , etc. Thus passed our year as Sophs, a never-to-be-forgotten term of our high school course. A good penny always returns, and so it was with the Sophomores of O '35, They returned to S. J. A. in the following September as Juniors, and Jolly Juniors we have proven to be. The Academia A class of fourteen are we, gay and carefree students. One of our first activities of the year was the election of class officers. The President elected was Aileen Leigher. Ever-thoughtful and busy Dot Greene was voted vice-presi- dent. Her interest in the class of '37 has been a high stepping-stone toward its success. We boast of our talented Jeannette Quincannon as secretary. She has been a worthy and deserving officer, and her ability as secretary is fully realized and pg appreciated. A g i B Although a newcomer, Marguerite Joyce was unanimously voted treasurer. Eg, G Her smile and humor have made her perhaps the most popular of the class. Wxixtli' Another highlight of the past year was the trying attempts at debating. AN The first debate: Resolved, that Italy was justified in declaring War on ' ' Ethiopia, was certainly worthy of mention. The negative side proved victo- Q rious, but only through a very convincing argument. .iii And now as our Junior year is drawing to a close, with high ideals and ii? noble standards ever before us, we are ready to proceed to the dignity of Seniors ill in September, 1936. Aileen D. Leigher. '3 7. IDEAL SCHDOLGIRL OF S. J. A. Figure of Dorothy Greene. Disposition of Constance Murphy. ' Hair of Marguerite Joyce. Personality of Mary Tetreau. 'VP - f in ffl M K xiii? ,I l ii Q Eyes of Anne Bishop. Politeness of Laurette Vincent. 'TT Teeth of Mary Willwerth. Kindness of Aileen Leigher. -1 Mouth of Patricia Fox. Generosity of Catherine Goff. 'L'- Nose of Carlene Welch. Wit of Lorene Wilkinson. Smile of Christine Hanley. Neatness of Honora Coyne. 1- Complexion of Alice Blackburn. Gentleness of Christine Doiron. Dimplcs of Sheila Connellan. Sportsmanship of Louise Thibodeau. -- Dancing ability of Dorothy Welch. Talents of Jeannette Quincannon. 1-1 Ambition of Catherine Sullivan. Efliciency of Elva Maggs. Sheila Connellan, '37, ,-ff .gfff , 67 .421 5 ui - lull ll I nn.. :fi .- HL! I I St. Joseplfs Academy I I 1 10 I , If 0 -2? IZ elf I I ,X 5, I V I I P'- I Ll-J .11- TZ-. V .ii A MERE JUNIOR DENOUNCES CICERO! How long, O Cicero, will you abuse our patience? How long will you continue to inflict your cruelty upon innocent persons? When will you cease disturbing our tranquillity? Do you not know that this is the twentieth cen- tury? Do you not know that the modern student doesn't ponder over your orations as in past years? Does not the assembling of the Latini Comites fill you with terror to think that they might form a conspiracy against you? What did you ever do for us that we should spend our moments of possible pleasure translating your orations? Where do you hide yourself on the days that we get caught in one of your entangling passages? No excuse, O Cicero? You were probably at a Roman banquet while we were being. mentally tortured with your renowned speeches. O you tyrant! O you villain! The Latin scholars see it and they are aware of it. And yet, we let you hold our attention. Aye, we even allow you to take part in our daily schedule and to enter into the classroom. And we, brilliant scholars that We are, think we are doing our duty to the school and teacher if we keep out of the way of your violent attacks and continue with your celebrated orations. Since these things are so, O Cicero, you ought long ago--very long ago- to have been led to execution by the command of the Latini Comites and upon your head should have been cast the mental torture which you inflicted upon us. Among us your orations can be no longer translatedg we will not permit it, we will not hear it, we will not tolerate it! Dorothy Greene, '37. THE OBSERVATORY Our interest in the Spectator Club, so cleverly delineated by Addison and Steele, inspired the members of the Junior English Class with the bright idea pg cgganizing a similar club. Thus was developed the famous Observatory - u . As I entered the Observatory to preside at the nrst meeting, I found thirteen gay lassies seated comfortably around the fireplace, laughing and chatting and -CYes, this is truej-all were knitting. Evidently there was a revival of the old custom in the Observatory. My first glance fell upon a young, attractive-looking girl known to the club as Mademoiselle O-So-Neat I Marguerite Joycej. She was dressed in a tailored suit and her short bob curled about her radiant face. Her blue eyes sparkled, and as usual she bore the expression of happiness and gaiety! As I observed her appearance, I thought how appropriate the name. Neatness, person- ality, and a good disposition-add them all together and we have our ever- thoughtful and faithful friend, Mademoiselle O-So-Neat. Who is that shy and sweet little miss in the corner? None other than Anne Demure CAnne Bishopb. Although her stay with us has been short, she has found a way into our hearts. We became acquainted with her slowly but surely and found that she has proved to be a good student and one great little sport! We have a very diminutive lady in our club, who is really indispensable to us, known as Patty U. No I Patricia Reddenj . Patty just cannot be serious, and she certainly deeply appreciates humor! If you should happen to walk into the classroom some day and hear someone saying, You know what I mean, I can vouch that you would be looking right straight at our Patty. Regardless of all this, she is everyone's friend, and her cheery smile helps to dispel all gloom. xx x I . :Il dl IX, II I I' In W ,lil III :E ia .11- -1- -11- Il ' e III g- 6 f egg, 15:3 on I I CQ, Ri? Q .. -. - - I 29 g 515 ie ' l if Ii .si Il F: .- i gi., '71 5111, ii- -H I The Academia I nearly forgot to mention that it is the pride and glory of the Observatory to have as one of its members the jolly Miss Aroostook Uacqueline Faucherj. A worthy and deserving representative of this northern county is she. Miss Aroostook is quite clever and is one of the few people who understand the ever- confusing principles of geometry. If she should ever major in this subject she would probably find a way to prove that a triangle is a parallelogram. But aside from her mathematical ability, she is a friend indeed. Her good qualities cannot be counted and her humor is effervescent. When you see someone flitting and fluttering down the corridor or some other well-beaten path of S. J. A., you can depend upon its being Miss Aroostook. Look at that dear little member so industriously knitting. That is Bubbles CDorothy Welchj. Everyone knows that Bubbles is the darling of the club. Her big blue eyes are ever-ready to grasp the sunny side of life and seldom take a serious view. But these are only superfluous reasons why Bubbles is liked by everyone. She has many good qualities, which immediately make friends for her. Indeed, she is the sunshine of our club, and whenever absent she is missed b all. Y Another prominent member of the club whom I spy is that gay young lass with ever a song in her heart, namely Kitty Warbler CCatherine Sullivanj. Morning, noon and night she may be heard humming tunes, both classical and popular. Her vocal ability, class spirit and good sportsmanship have made her popular among her classmates and in the Observatory. The rumor is that her ambition is to be an opera star, and we feel that if she continues the good work her climb will be up that ladder called Success Did I hear someone mention a member named Curlytop CCarmen Dionnej? Sure enough. Curlytop is that lovable little French girl, so neat and prim. She is often seen hurrying along the corridor and whenever she meets you she has a ready smile and a Hi-there. My, but she is knitting industri- ously! I've heard that Curlytop is our champion knitter! Wait until I finish what I'm doing and I will tell you. A very familiar phrase indeed with the industrious little miss, Busy Jo CDorothy Greenej. If there is work to be done, leave it to her to see that it is accomplished. An errand for Sister: a library book to be returned: Latin, French, Geometry and English to be done: she walks from one end of the school to the other, stopping nowhere to speak to anyone. Busy Jo is never in a hurry, yet she goes about what she must accomplish in a matter-of-fact way. She may always be found at one time or another helping one of the lower classmen by explaining some of their lessons to them. One of her mottoes must be: Lend a helping hand. Although she is tall and walks in a stately manner, she is by no means sophisti- cated, but rather a most likeable member and a most sincere friend to every member of the club. Did I hear a cheer for Berlin? Who could it be but Zazu Likeable CLorene Wilkinsonb, a girl of even temperament and pleasing personality! She is always ready to help others and to make things easy for them. Her smile and pleasant words just help to make life worth while. For this reason she is considered everyone's friend, and is perhaps the best-liked of all our members. Therefore, it seems that her name is well suited to her in every respect, Zazu Likeable, the happy-go-lucky girl. What's this I hear about Lady Vanity CElva Maggsj ? ? Is she really vain? At any rate, she is one of the most popular members and one of the gayest. Is your ambition still to be a private secretary to a charming young gentleman? Good luck to you! ml A0, rw Q4 Ja' V . . Marr B V 5 l W 1-1. Q11 ' M 2' if f' me 1 f- .ee f. 24 Q- - ' e C :J tkii3.fg1lQ'2A X433 St. Ioseplfs Academy Vocal, dramatic, or what type of ability have you? Jennie Genius CJean- ette Quincannonj has them all. As far as dramatics are concerned, her one aim is to play Romeo and Juliet with John Mitchell Swan. In singing? Oh, for a chance to sing a duet with her blond hero! 4 Not very tall, nor slim, small features, and a winning smile, all belong to Jennie Genius. Whenever there is a rehearsal in the auditorium, Jennie may always be found there trying to express horror, sympathy, or sorrow. As for translating Cicero, she doesn't mind a bit. and she has never been known to be at a loss for words to express her own thoughts,-except once in Geometry, and poor Jennie was so embarrassed! Now she is working hard for V, the honor roll and may Lady Luck lead her to an honor in '37. Q1 if Sheila is a good old Irish name and the name seems to suit our Shirley ,, Fix Dimples QSheila Connellanj . A jolly and likeable member of the club is she, 'gr ' ,QW with always a joke on hand. Her two outstanding qualities, humor and gener- - ' yd, plsityin haxie made Shirley! Dimples the sunshine of the Observatory-oh yes, and I li er imp es are so cute. . . 5:4 I -Every organization, no matter how small, has what may be termed a lf, r guidiaglhagdd Our littlf cluba too, boagts of sufh altreasure. Iii lgias idgulide y V or a its ee s, a wor o a vice, goo counse w en it is nee e . ot er ' gf' Eofflskyd fCatherine Golfj is the person of whom I speak. It is she who keeps gl er ea when affairs are in a turmoil and does not let enthusiasm run awa 9 .1, ' n' 'lf with reason. Clearly does this valuable person survey the youthful ideas pro? ,lf posed and firmly does she pass judgment. A disapproving frown across her brow ,ll - is enough,-no word is needed: awaiting listeners know that their plan is not ' - right. Mother Goffsky disapproves. Every member of the club respects her -' wisdom and realizes what a valuable member Mother Goffsky is. I name Mother Goffsky as a kind, dear, human being, an authority on solutions to all V , troubles, and a fine, trustworthy friend. 1 24 Thus you have met the thirteen members of the Observatory, as well as The observer, 9' Aileen Leigher, '37. lil 4, WOULDN'T IT BE FUNNY IF: 'flip l A ,N Elizabeth were a Thames instead I i.. of a Shannon? f Lucille an aunt instead of aParent? y Dorothy orange instead of Greene? I ....... Patricia a wolf instead of a Fox? l- Mary a stick instead of a Kane? X Anne a priest instead of a Bishop? Caroline aluminum instead of Sterling? 1... Anita Robert instead of Richard? - Laurette a Henry instead of a Vincent? Bernice a Sherlock instead of a Watson? Anne a forest instead of a Woods? Nancy a Duke instead of a Barron? Dorothy Scotch instead of Welch? Dorothy Greene, '37. ' - Y -Q,?x'1Eig't was I ig i-avril:-2515 'B I, . 51 r, , fr V 2 . V I The Academia li it I -gl gf' THE MUSIC GOES ROUND Too Much Imagination. 52' Bluiiing Through Studies 5 , .. I - How Do I Rate with You, The Teachers 1 You've Got Me in the Palm of Your F- Hand, Directress gp We'll Be Glad When You're Gone, f You Rascals, The Juniors --t Weary, Boarders at 8 O'clock Goodie, Goodie, No School Today ' Please Believe Me, Study Hall Clock sh X Dear Old Girl, Betty McSweeney -f. Moonlight and Roses Senior Banquet Er! gn Once in a Lifetime, Graduation Q X x,,g,T I Never Slept a Wink Last Night, ' ' Before Exams 1 Just Once Too Often, Failing My I Feel Like a Feather in the Breeze, U , Fridays at 1 P. M. ' 1 Every Now and Then, ill Getting a Call-down Q I l Eene Meene Mine Mo, V Y Y 7 Choosing Class Rings T' Thunder Over Paradise, Conduct Mark 'il I Never Had a Chance, Flunking Exams : . I Saw Stars, Report Cards Qi I've Got a Penny in My Pocket, 3 At Recess Q' , Dinner for One, She Who Has the Mumps 1- The Traiiic Was Terriiicf' V K U rr Stevens Avenue Twenty-four Hours a Day. Studying The Postman Passes My Door, Waiting for Mail I've Got a Feeling You're Pooling. 100 in Ranks l' u I I Dream Too Much. A Study Period ,,,-, I'm Building Up to an Awful Let- down, Receiving Cards Why Dream. Of No Assignments j l' It Never Dawned on Me, 1' Solution of Math Problem lf I Should Lose You, The Bus ' rn see You Again, Next Year! Sheila Connellan, '37. Employer: Will you move the side-Q board sometime today, Nora? Nora Claterj : Do you want me to move the sidewalk now? lst Girl Cafter big rainstormjz Are you going to the christening? 2nd Girl: What christening? lst Girl: Portland's had a little sun. Girl, to a not very intelligent friend: My, N but you're thick.f' a fur-bearing country, meaning Alaska: It's Friend: I'rn not half as thick as my Teacher, trying to help student think of a very cold country. .. - , K ull, 4 A It 2:0 Ls, lips I l iff -,li , ' sister. She weighs 150 lbs. Student: Oh, I know. Chile. , 'il 11:1 i 2 'fr -gb? f Qty' x I K so 2eQeaQi-,.s' ',Q.x as A I A u 7 ' -' A - -1 1' 34 - 'i ,, '. 1' f !V' il ' ' 3 ' . HI! , II St. Joseplfs Academy THINGS WE COULD DO WITHOUT Homework! Lectures! Missing the car at noon! Debate! Red fingernails! Report cards! Tattletales! Going to bed early! Punish lessons! School on rainy days! Afternoon sessions! Rubber heels! The picnics in the recreation hall! h Such short recesses! Private call-downs! Outside reporters! Sheila Connellan, '37. MUMBLES AND MURMURS Does Dorothy still receive her weekly roses from Tibbie ? ? Where does Sheila go every study period? ? In what year will the great Jenny sing her duet with Mister Nelson Eddy or is he now dreaming of his Jeannie with the ,light brown hair? I I ? What's the attraction between Elizabeth and Peggy? ? I Is Nancy still up on the news? ! ? ! When will the Freshmen come out of their trance? ? ! ! Who is the dark young man overseas corresponding with our Jackie? ! Is Sheila's favorite comedian Jack Benny? I Isn't it a shame Mar- guerite won't be taking Virgil next year? ? ! According to Dottie there should be a two-session school day? ? Don't cry about it, Catherine, it will all turn out right. Do I see our lower classmates stepping out on too many sleigh rides? ! I Tish! Tish! Orchids to the Dramatic Club Coach for her splendid Christmas Play-What's this I hear, Pat, you didn't do your homework? I Are some of the Juniors showing off or just trying to beautify themselves? ! ! They call this the age of speed but, Alice, where art thou? ? ! ! When are the Juniors of the Debutante Club going to make their debut? ? ! Whose Wild Irish Rose is Anne Conley? ? ! ! Has Jeannette a picture of Baby Stewart in her room? ? ? I ! I Jeannette Quincannon, '37. Dorothy Greene, '3 7. 0' xr It Qs M2 ., ,, I. gk ill, in E ll 1lInMI am ll vs 14 . I I 1 I I I I 5 Q'l'If'ffif1'f- fir -. 5 I , fffe il l' Lil Iyq-'jgijigfjrg I Ile' .Attic e Hilti .3 fjrxg 26,-is-I.: . .Q i 3 ii' I ai I9 l I MN 1 l WEA 'SS 1 I I A I' r X y' , A 4' X .I 35 . w A V l 'i :ill Vi qv If gig, fs 1' yas -'I leg' J iq I 1 ' ' if . fr y l X xii t I I 'w fax X -hjfln 1 'lf' 4 I f, 1.1.4.1 11' ' mv 'fllll A SOPH SOLILOQUIZES 'QP 'z WIEDNIESDAY, SEPTEMBER ll, 1935. fi-, SCHOOL HAS BEGUN. fijq I wonder what it's goin to be like this ear. l A 1. S Y ygihf Shall I have the same classmates? Teachers? I hope so. T Inu, All these were my thoughts as I Walked towards the Academy grounds. .Age i I-Iello! Hello! ,V-fl V i ,I HelloY Nora, Mary, how are you? Oh, I'm glad to see you again: and lg, I v where are the others? sJf7Q . I Oh, the bell. Come on in. 1 ,J 4,5 What? Sister-has gone away? Um-m, I see, but I'm going to miss her. A' 'lg ,i 'AMy! My! Study Hall is just the same and every seat is taken. Hope ff' F -I there are more Sophsf' R I ll Oh, but . . . Irene Caron . . . our class president last year. She isn't here. I I Later we learned. much to our dismay, that she is living in another state 'ii and attending school there. sim, Lg, Sister was ringing her little bell for attention. 1 Ai 'AWonder how long that bell has been in use. III I . But even this serious thought didn't kee me from realizin how thrillin lj . A I V P s s X ' 1 it felt to be a Soph and I ll Wager the others felt the same way, too. i X .li I-Iumph. Like to hear someone call us green nowli' I My After the prayer and a warm welcome from our Directress, We were given j QW V' Qyl a program and were sent to our appointed classrooms. sip tx ffl On the way-well, confusion isn't the word. It was a catastrophe. if ' yr Ahl Here at last! lx fl I 6 fl Old faces and new. Now there are sixteen of us. Five more than last year. g I l 'b li The more the merrierf' Ex I Sig 1 N ' 'T 4 'f 'fl-'Off-RT ln- 5 : ,.. ,vs fyf. -1- F-fi -e -e Cl ll. I--Ji - ,Lf ,,f, I In S, A p,.5efe fsfggzwe. 1. St. Joseplfs Academy Our Religion teacher is greeting us. We had Sister last year, too. Then the roll call. Great, my curiosity has been getting the better of me. Up one row. Down the next. So many new names. I k Carlene Welch . . . um-m, wonder if she's any relation to a school teacher now. A'Constance Murphy . . . from Biddford. Ha! Lived there once. Suppose I know her? Mary Jo Tetreau. Is her father the doctor who quarantined me for three months when I had scarlet fever? I'll soon lind out. Gloria Pailler,-ooh! Why, she looks like a young prince of old Eng- land. Her hair . . . the way it's fixed and all. Just the type. Dorothy Murray--from Worcester. I spent two weeks there once. Must get acquainted. Well, this period's over. What next? Algebra-owl Beginning to have my doubts. Now, this is sad. Alice, Chris and Laurette have changed from classical to commercial course. Well, I wish them luck. Who is the new Sister for Algebra? ' For Algebra and French, too. Really. These two periods have passed so quickly, and I can say 'yes' in French already. Wee! ' I'm going to like this. Here we are in English and we all know Sister. Things become nicer as we go along. Woe! Spoke too soon. Don't like the size of these books, but cheer up, I consoled myself, you'll have Shakespeare soon. Too soon. And, Sister, may we elect class officers? Wait a few days until you get settled. Yes, Sister-and there's the bell. REcEss- I-lello! What have you been doing? Why did you change your course? You're new, aren't you? Do you like it? Are you so and so who . . . ? Remember last year . . . F Anne, Bunny, you haven't changed a bit. Oh, yes, by the way . . . ? And this kept up all during recess. I know our Latin teacher. She teaches Sunday school at my church. Um-ml Review work first. If it's all the same, l'd rather not start at all, but if Mamma says Latin . . . I take Latin. Only seven in this class, but from the sea of six happy faces around me their Mothers are just like mine. Veryg very nice! Two study periods and they're the last two periods, too. Very nice again! Just think, two weeks ago school began. in if I . 5 t, ,Z I F . Yr! ,- ,Qs , W ,gan I X 15 Snag :ga II B d U .1- I The Academia I Now everyone knows everyone else. No more near riots en route to class. What a relief for all. Our religion teacher has had to devote all her time to the Studio, so we have a new teacher and her pet hobby is research work. But oh, it's very interesting! 'Julius Czsarf by William Shakespeare, may be very interesting to some, but we are very glad to put it aside to elect class oflicersf' Yes, we have a new girl in our class now. Just began. Very sweet. Louise Thibodeau from Rumfordf' Mary Jo has become very popular. She's our president.' Bunny is vice-president and Mary Fox is treasurer. Gloria fPrince Edwardj is secretary. We are happy again. Gym classes again. Same teacher is going to instruct us.' Well: Now we're in full swing with the same routine. Six months have passed. Seniors are preparing their yearbook. How time flies! Soon we'll have vacation. We've had happiness and sadness both these past months. Mumps, back- sprains, colds and exams. These were the saddest things. But, oh! All the happy recess periods as well as other times when we met. u u v in r as Wonder what's to come? One can never tell. I Hi, ho! The dismissal bell. It's about time or I might keep reminiscing endlessly-and my paper's beginning to give out. Anna Barra, '38. THESE ARE THE SOPHS Best Behaved - Laurette Vincent. Quietest-Christine Doiron. Most Sophisticated - Dorothy Murray. Most Loquacious-Honora Coyne. Most Flighty-Anne Conley. Most Loyal-Patricia Holden. Most Optimistic-Carlene Welch. Prettiest-Louise Thibodeau. Best Friend-Gloria Pailler. Brightest-Anna Barra. Best Artist-Alice Blackburn. Most Comical -Constance Mur- phy. AT THE DINNER TABLE ' Constance: What's the matter with you. Bunny. you look pie-eyed. .Bunny: I am. I ate three pieces of pre. AT ALGEBRA CLASS Happiest-Christine Hanley. Greatest Practical Joker - Bernice Upham. Most Efficient-Mary Tetreau. Most Serene-Mary Fox. ' Mary Tetreau, '38. Mary Fox, '38. many examples did you get right today? Pupil: Nine out of ten. I I Teacher: Which one did you get wrong? . Pupil: The tenth one. Teacher: Well, didn't you see the hint at the bottom of the page? l M- I 1 'bi 'J l x aft If Je V. W2 I V 1 l if ul ' 6, 1 9 I ', E-.1 'V 1'-33: I V I Ei I Teacher Cto pupiljz Henrietta, how Pupil: Yes, Sister, but I didn't take it. 2' MP ,ze N zz X x if ix. . A , l L 5 I i5Q'4Qi-Srv 'gge X495 5 ma I ' I ...,f .t I-U 'Af ia.-1,-1 , -, E . . - -,.g.:::42 :'i'Li..1..-L f1W...a.,..... Q l '59 1 If 'GQN ll, 44 if l if E I St.l0sepl1'5 Academy I A SOPI-IOIVIORES SPEECH KW1'th apologies to Shakespearej Friends, Students, Classmates, lend me your homework: I come to copy it, not to study it. The evil that girls do lives after them: The good is oft mistook for wrong: So let it not be with St. .Ioseph's Academy. Our brilliant Math teacher hath told us we are not ambitious: If it were so it were a grievous fault. CBut it isn't.j Here under leave of Sister Directress and the rest, For Sister is an honorable Nun: So are they all, all honorable Nuns, Come I to speak in my classmates' behalf They are my friends Qso I hopej kind and just to me. But friendships are a lasting bond And I hope to keep them 'til I'm gone, Gur English teacher hath brought many problems home to rest, Whose value did the average scholar aid. Did this in Sister not seem generous? When that the pupil hath needed, Sister hath helped. Studies should be made of easier stuff 3 Yet Sister says that they are easy: And Sister is a truthful Nun. You all did see that in the study hall Sister presiding, thrice presented us that fearful glare, ' Which we did thrice o'erlook: was this not naughty? Yet Sister knows we are not bad, and sure, 'tis Sister who should know. I speak not to disprove what the Commercial teacher spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. We all do love her now, but not her course. What cause withholds her, then, to give us better ranks? Oh! examinations, thou art over to ease my mind, and we have had our cards! -Bear with me, my thoughts have fled, and I must pause till they come back tO me. Alice Blackburn, '38, HOPES FOR THE FRESHMEN The Freshman class of S. J. A. Are doing their best in every way. Mistakes are made, though hard We try, Hoping for better luck bye and bye. Some days seem, oh, so very long, And then others seem so blue- But after these struggles of hours and days We Freshmen start anew. Trying to do all we are told- Knowing if only real hard we try, We'll join the Sophomore fold! Eleanor Dawson, '39. 1 w 4 . sa if I ll il. s ag i. rj? u 4-' xii Q ya l ', in 'Lan .9 V li Q at C-Ill .46 IIT- Q if .V F1 -BMJ So onward we go with courage and hope, NX 4- N . ww- w-- ji ,I I l I I I , -A 1 ,U ir, 'Ni l Q 1 l li? ll r , E, ta www! .1 .2 -l 1 ' V , . lil 1 . . r. 1 , K I t f '21 4 r i 'U 1 ,i .i , W, , ,..-Y., Y Y -- -- . . ,,.-, . , l l N I il , - ' A, V 3- 1' 9 J -3 - g in . X.. g Y..w,- I I -c...',l, l 1.'2-'j' file ,letulk ,llltt A- , A'.g-- gplf-, f e-.J --vw-. ,s W.. ,A V , FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY On September IZ. the day on which St. Joseph's Academy opened. we. the Freshmen, were anxious to enter and start our high school training. Con- ll T.. I 1 y rj ,M l,', 'Q T il fl S71 t ffl l N ii ,iQ 9 1 :X-K ,., lvlx I ,- .1551 f.,, I 1- ? f . 4 :be 1, r YI x , 1, .ffl ,T sy, l-.V ht. ,.?.. , ,N K ducted to the Study Hall, we were given directions by Sister Patrice. A schedule 5 .Qjq l was outlined as follows: Religion, Ancient History. English, Latin, Algebra, yiegjjf ' 'X and General Science. ful ii Q The days that followed were spent in getting accustomed to our new ,Q , ' gf school, which we liked very much. After becoming acquainted with one another I' 3, and with the school program we settled down to hard work. Wfgtvg ' About the second month an election of class officers took place. Helen ITQ Kane was elected president: Patricia Fox, vice-president: lVlary Sullivan, sec- l x 111-1 retary: and Anita Maggs, treasurer. K F The initiation was one of the big events in our young lives. The retreat, V' ,4 I the first one that some of us ever made, was deeply appreciated. The class iigfw sponsored a masquerade party for all the Academy students on February ZZ. 'ii if lt' was declared to be the best such party in years. I . Several of the Freshmen were received into the Sodality of the Blessed ..., Wg Virgin. All have been most active in school activities during the whole year. Of course we are now looking forward to summer vacation but we shall it 5 lx? be glad to be able to return next September as Sophomores. riff 4' .ll I-'Iorence Flaherty. '30, I' YQ K QU il -' T, '7 'i :fj-'iff'--I ' -fd fn-A-Y-ff 'lg '--rg -a V-,vf . T ,. ly lt Ill! g,Q.fis:e??5g1?:55.i7 I-: 3 ,ff'.x it TXT St.Josepl1's Academy 'x 4? 'f 50 N W Ja A' x Q x l li .gi- A FRESHMAN LAMENT F is for freedom which the frosh never get, R is for recess-our best study yetg E is for excuses which are ever on hand, S is for schoolmates-the best in the land: H is for happy which the frosh ever are, M is for music which we ruin by far: A is for algebra which proves quite a test, N is for the Nuns whom We dearly love best. These letters combined spell Freshman you see, Each a babe of the school but bright and carefree. As you read these lines over you'1l see how we stand, A band of green Freshies, yours to command. Upperclassmen, behold! Read this and regret The steps you have taken to keep us in check. The years ily by on wings we are told: Have patience, we'l1 learn, as the older we grow. Dear S. J. A., with your standards so high, Be to us ever a beacon and guide, Help us to honor and cherish thy name, Our uniform respect and never to shame. Freshmen we are now, but just let us say That our future looks bright at dear S. J. A. Patricia Fox, '3 9. . FRESHIES' RHYMES Mary Sullivan likes a horse: Kitty Grubnau makes a good boss. Mary Willworth can surely dance: Peggy Barron can likewise prance Margaret Hadley has beautiful hair Dot McGlauflin loves to stare. Anne Woods is always giggling: Anita Maggs is continually wiggling Pat Fox is our beauty: Barbara Hadley does her duty. v Julie Parent can roll her eyes: Helen Kane always looks wise. Mary McAuliffe forever blushes: Bernette Michaud's ink ever gushes. Mary Dambrie keeps a straight face: Eleanor Dawson sets the pace. Rita Fahey represses a sigh: Irene Fredette winks her eye. Florence Flaherty's bright as the sun: Who says all this? I'm the one. Bernice Watson, '39. x .,, I. x -L J.. , all ' S l 24 N71 . ,fr 'XF f V gy, gzxx x g 5 gi58i9xfi2'Q:L, X- ff g -LW-- ' l 'X 3 h ,. c. I ,, , . , ,W V i it., lie-.tt'.- li, '- A QQ 1 ' J l .' Q- ' -1. W g. g.......-1 -c,.....-..J FRESHMAN INITIATION One day in November the girls of the Freshman class were very much sur- prised when Mary Getchell, the Senior of the school, appeared during English class and informed us that our initiation was about to take place. For a whole week. lengthy preparations were made and, finally, amid the jeers and laughter of Senior classes, the poor little Freshmen came trooping downstairs one morning with babies' bonnets, bibs and dolls, and our hair dressed in pigtails and bright green ribbon bows. And the laughter at our expense did not end there for all during school hours our teachers suppressed grins and called us noisy little babies. Each time a Freshman met a Senior on the corridor she had to bow on bended knee and exclaim in a sad and sor- rowful voice. l am a miserable Freshman, O most worthy Senior, To make matters worse, if we did not obey their commands, the thoughts of what would happen when we were assembled by the Seniors hung over us like a black cloud. On the evening before initiation's close, the Seniors gathered us all together in the recreation hall and there we were made to try our talents in many things. Some had to sit and balance themselves on balls while giving a speech, while others had to dance with a broom for a partner. Each one had to write a story to tell about her lowliness and greenness, but finally it was declared that we were good Freshmen and we were accepted into the ranks of St. Josephs Acad- emy students to await our turn to initiate the Freshmen of the future. Marg Sullivan. '30. Grade Pupils ,x I- --- fl I -s l V l I .l I E' 1 at 1 1, X xffz aff. i nf, ti K ...-. l ' 1 cffi It ' , 1.1 Z 'lull l . LJ I . 1 W 1 , t. r 1 , l I i,r.1' ' 1 1,43 i-'xi l- YH-' Y! ,- l is ii ,.E.ii,5 I ll, sl xii ,i v 1 1 ,I 1 N n lj f'fg:52jgii723g7l Q I ., nl '. -xx. 14, N, X543 sl li qi 1-57J?5l.,+,-.g,:.b -, I., UAL!! 1 .N . mic UN' 4f1:4LgA 1 vw mu, 4 'LU r LJ f Q1 wg I v- A vb-M A' ,I 35 1 ' v if 5 Way If .xx 1, AMX XX K 4 : , , 3 , Li L-J ,g z x MT -mx 'ju AQH E-Nix .xngygf R ,ki JA, M lf!! tgffitxq 1 'Q-gli ' Afiixf lm Q 5 af ' c VKYIQTCJZ Wg , 1: '1 . ' , NX ml f 1 5 Y ,gg lA Xi 4 ,ff H W , ' 1 ! Q L W 1 P41 A W 5 TT ' 55.4 1 : ,: . fml N ,Xl-L' Ex' ' -K 1 'I 1 f 4' 4 y'v'f,A' if 1' X' xl axfl H Q .MV L 2 131 thai, + 'Z' H ' 53N'w .U l.' A ,..- VVT' I . ........ f I F , 1 l 1 ,, if 111. I I ',, 1J ligfd l l 1 N I 'il' M -P1 +V! i ,XXCYJX 'rw JL M TNA E ,JV I.. E X-.Q lx nf, 1 ' I Q H ELML 3 ' ll ' , .rn , f , - , ,-1,-,:,-J iii 7 A' R 17-------f ew - 41 Av-Z' - 'N'-'f ' 'W' ,- N4-kin , ,V Qflla jf '-,l-xv-H: P- .ffg f N .1 X. ig x YQ, .V v K, I. -1. k- f ' 4x...4, i X-Y.,,,4J yf: - 'w,'f'fLjL:'L '1x'1-KT. .AN s-A in 1 ik.. 1 gg.,Aj-f f', f', .1 . 1 Xl ni X- 23- N -K f .. -a1,31,.1 ,g1--z--M f--1 - WJ Ll E5 0 , , Y Y - W, ,, n.-,-,W . -Y , - - Y-. -Y - ' ' 5 'asm-gg nn.:-'Q OUR Sc wool. SSN :OR Emi X 2 II l .. sf!! St. Joseph 5 Academy 1. fn at j x, la: 'T 2 VTX CHHNGE in - 212' fl A li , :Edge -- 1 N f sr J The Xavier, St. Francis Xavier Academy, Providence, Rhode Island. We r' '- M think your book is very interesting. The cuts are most appropriate, especially A . the one introducing the advertising section. Nl The Clarion, Cheverus High School, Portland, Maine. Your yearbook is extremely interesting and very original. Congratulations! The Beacon, Cathedral High School, Portland, Maine. You have a very line book. We like your method of introducing each department especially well. We always look forward for the Beacon with great eagerness. The Academia, St. Mary's Academy, Portland, Oregon. We congratulate you on the contents of your book. Your literary department is most interest- ing. We wish you success in future years. Journal, Mount Saint Mary Academy, Burlington, Vermont. Your short 1 stories and poems are excellent. We congratulate you. ,V ary e ey M K II , '3 6. .V .- YM' Jill . 9 1 N J ' X ta . i - PG. , Y Yi? ll f ll ll ' xigxbiffifsilii 1 -1 1--1 ' U 1., 0.1 'Y x' , . :ir e ly -A -X s P X ! .,-.... F? K 2 T T, F irEf3'.E3'45v ' ' I l 2 ' A IH II St. oseplfs Academy if V Autographs if . ILX 0 6 Qs, .sf , , If fx I I X417 I ,if III ' +4 ??! 5.-QI! lv! - 'I-30: I ? V Cl L TTT: ' Il T5 Iied .Aff I + f , 21 f ga: I -5 ,Il Il IIQII I ll H -'F' 1 ' -,-.--I 111 . W , ,, -1 . - . u w ' , F' :III K4 i'd .MVN 4 N W1 x N5 l T T The Academia Autographs A a 9 QA X 1 X X, ' I . -1 C f 1, rm . 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',':f Rf in F LU B. r Il The Academia -11. ll ' ah f mf E II 'N if . fi 9.4.5 qt K T V lm Af 33 W ,,:4z7? v, , I ,, - X V A . ffs msmig gx le? l BU B N 5 ' BABB Q,.l!. ,5l.Q,M-,BA N, !, 1 , ' fzveatmefzt ecafzitiea. ' 41... w-17. 11 U I H 'Q 4:g'?f4'3- iii - X 1 5 k 1 g?XQlwAuTi 4,Q X IL gi' -ri E- I I St.1osepl1's Academy H Established 189 4 I BQND SL GOODWIN K INCORPORATED 9' , -f. if E VX INVESTMENT SECURITIES ' R 'M Yo' A 0-1 li Mega Union Mutual Building Portland, Maine - Mi li' ,Ido 4, TELEP1-1oNE 2-1926 ln ii? :E GEGRGE MELooN ,f 5.1, ' . . . FLORIST . . . 1143: 'E 500 Stevens Avenue Portland, Maine H I - E wa CAMP GREGORY ' CAMP PESQUASAWASIS A K4 ' 4 w-I -I or X fax I ,Q ,Q- few Jan I vb ni. Q' !Stxff'FIi?i:QLx1'vf Cl 'Yr' :in LL lvx 4. nl The Academia :ill MCGLAUFLIN INSURANCE AGENCY EVERY KIND OE INSURANCE 214 Congress Building Portland, - - - Maine CONGRESS AND I-HGH STREETS DIAL 2-1357 'IPI S N 'HL ii? :I -gi .iq I My li? Compliments of 23 , I ., ' rc: I - FRIENDS 113: .-. W G Q I Compliments of Mr. and Mrs. PAUL MCDERMOTT I gig A Q' I If :5 U 1 R . V W' H N ff X ,5 Q 1' 4:5 Q I 1 ,530 x 0--he 5... ,E f -Nr .--X nigj:+ndQi9.fg1.f2ig5 C- ff E St.Iosepl1's Academy I I Il R, FLAHERTY and soN Complimenrs of g gi 205 tv Q x gxj 'D' 15 Deering Street FRIENDS i 3 ,f xl 'fi , X Y . 1 ' E if ,,y 225 o 9 li-Mr .-. V Q f Strictly a woman's store, specializing in stylish - apparel of quality so entirely dependable as to I1 make possible our guarantee of satisfaction to every customer. la 2' ' i in 7 ll Il' :sv 3' f Q7 15' V ff y X. , , xx l I w E131-:4QiS.v ie'4. ' ' 4, n +- Ul The Academia IV DIAL 2-2774 il I Wei ? I, A 3935 S J I I AN FRANKLIN GRANT STUDIOS, Incg A 'ly I h M sig T otograplzs I s , X fy! mf -... QV Il I . W 601 MADISON AVENUE 562 CONGRESS STREET I ,bv BAXTER BUILDING :I 'T I NEW YORK CITY 5 ,I PORTLAND, MAINE A -If '23 -Q x :- I sim, I I Ng ' 'E S f .3.1'f W A2 - vo, I i - gj4uQi.S.::q:-Ezggxg., '.L..EI.., . - I , 'Y I- whim- .:'1,I, .. -- M St. Ioseplfs Academy CI, THE CHURCH WORLD A 'K . m. ' El QL l Compliments of -gi COMMUNITY OIL COMPANY '95 . M RANGE AND FUEL OILS - TYDOL GASOLINE AND OILS 3:4 n A Service Station in Your N eighborhoodu 'A-3:5 ofneee 512 Cumberland Avenue Dial 2-7481-3-9707 H f V , SUPERBA BRAND L' HIGH GRADE FOOD 'PRODUCTS Always Satisfy MILLIKEN, TOMLINSON COMPANY ' 53.- :P . fi ,gsfxf '62, gi s ' 42,94 i: vnvi2'gQL X 'A D The Academia -. 4 .N Q- Compliments of Richard E. Harvey Francis Sullivan Henry Cleaves Sullivan Donahue SL Cumrniskey LU. If sn' my 5:4 'Ln I I l ll E ll DR. E. A. ELLIOTT DENTIST DR. WILKINSON Berlin' N' H' 476 Stevens Avenue NORTHEASTERN COUNCIL of BUSINESS CATHOLIC WOMEN -- u MQ CCLLEGE Sacred Heart Parish l , ll . R . ' if R Q 1 rv- wif' I 7 ,kt x i ll I I I IJ.. l g, 1 UI St. Iosepffs Academy ll Compliments of DR. CURTIS DR. MALONE ' 65? W X f X- ,:ixQ 1 J iff R DR. YOUNG DR. WELCH Ka D s 112 Ell R! 9 DR. SEIDEL DR. DGOLEY kiln '73, D.. R QV Q. f F- Hi DR. UPHAM DR. HONAN I -EI I fe..-iff? QW, xii? ' IL ' E' L dK fg1L X as I ' 1 All l The Academia I C1 CORRECT APPAREL FOR MEN AND BOYS AT . V 0 J i. - qgenozt s T. Wgflt ESTABLISHED 1889 If lk 502 2-A 41- A ig A . Jn' A ,L The Sportmg Goods Store Vg S F E S S D E Nas 538917311 - Tennis - - TIRCIC i5..,i,,g weaters - Sweat Shlrts - Ram 5 I Established 1849 Coats - Sport Clothing HEADQUARTERS POR SCHOOL STATIONERY AND ATHLETIC SUPPLIES 1 GREETING CARDS 2:3 BAILEY'S ,QA 9: 497 Congress Street, Portland 264456 MIDDLE STREET M, ' PORTLAND, - - MAINE i V' 'E TELEPHONE DIAL 3-6451 J I 'l Tl Compliments of Q PORTEQUS, MITCHELL SL BRAUN CO. Portland, - - Maine 0rwX + I1 :I f-ii. .gkxf QW, gig , 'gfh E: , ll F-wwf asf-, giswsi-Irvs:-fffa X 1 E . i ' .: f. rf ,' . 1 -4' H ' A R' . ,.f ,pA,J,,,,,,,-,AhL.iQ5ph E St.losepl1's Academy I Compliments of CLASS of 1937 I Il H fs, qi: - lj. 1 W gx Compliments of Compliments of ll Alf ml I M. J. LAWLESS MARKSON BROTHERS A ii? llf , Bell H0SiC1'Y 511013, Inc. M. F. Bragdon Paint Co. 505 CONGRESS STREET . 'lu PAINT - WALL PAPER 5.5 We carry a complete line of M, , l , 47 Exchange Street, Portland V U' '- Hosiery and Lmgerze f V Q. A f -1- - 'I Compliments of E:- THE FAMILY LAUNDRY, Inc. COMPLETE LAUNDERERS DIAL 3-1701 Q :r af' f 5? ' if ll L gjiigii-9,f 'igs. X45 Il A gn A I ,X l Qa7 fg- fn. 1 . -11? A rl A . . ,u 3 QQ! ?s,' -xv ' I 1+ QI 'I The Academia ' Compliments of A FRIEND Compliments pf AMERICAN ou. COMPANY ' DIAL 3 4785 1 f ,rf 'Y ,SQL v115 Q'i 4 ws . an - ,Av V' f ' . - - V , A f , . A M , A 4 xr ' . :I Q ?':?Y,X i i q :i:g'fw'4:fZLj i:- T A 2 .151 5: i A A E St. Ioseplfs Academy D F. W. CUNNINGHAM St SONS MASON AND CARPENTER JOBBING SOLICITED 181 State Street - Portland, Maine , s age Q iff Shaw Business College I x A ,vi D COURSES ' I I Business - Shorthand Compliments Of I 507W Congress Street, Portland P C , 6-16 Exchange Street Complzments of Portland, Maine FRIENDS -1 DIAL 2-5481 L. W. CLEVELAND CO. -G- EVERYTHING ELECTRICAL AND RADIOS 441 Congress Street Portland, Maine I Metropolitan Building ,Q ig-Z , I 5, Avi' X .5 U II L g1:iAQst.5i'gg dis II 3 All The Academia Mariette Lamontagne 9 154 . . . 1' Katherine A. Mitchell ki-f, gk J Dr. Damren ylx Eagle Lake Camps ii? lil I Smith-Somes E Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Fahey Park Ave. Service Station Mrs. Clarence E. McKown Fairweather Service Station A Friend A Friend Compliments of Finks Shoe Repairing Company New York Beauty Shop Mary Jo Tetreault M. J. Flaherty Dr. Rowe Forest L. E. Fairbanks D. Watkins Evelyn M. Pailler Rudy's Market Patricia Redden Eva P ailler Ilnl i , , 2 4 1:1 . . f '- 1 NQT X tv, Aft, xx ' nl I :A g i.-:QQE-9.? g5 X495 ,P 1 i r 'ei X: - 59 fl . Xl . f l A My , - N-H -sf 0 f- Q., 1 T .fifty -- 1- .46 It lv- 33: f 2.24. lnmxa .vefv 'rs'23:5 ' .tt . Q B, ,,A,r.,,, o , t ,... ,,. ...a . I f ' ' . may f- lk 1 ,. 2'A', A I lr lr S iw: XA 4-1'-3 1 Ri. 1 5 1 ' ...I Q 'n 1 1 m, i . ?' I 15 rl 5. el l ' -l la,-1, I . 1. :Fl - -. ..,.- 54,-.AA :ly A :'f . i v F:- .rf -.2-It V A 'RI' ,MJ ei., .. -ig. -, - 1 -Q Your Propagation Dollar Is Spent as Follows ci: in the Catholic Missions of: I -E E I I St.IosepI1's Academy I I I Cl 4 St. fosephis College 593 If , I -2,25 4. 6O5'STEvENs AVENUE - I PORTLAND, - - - MAINE -I I , .. .L we lil - f' -I l DID YOU JOIN THE PONTIEICAL SOCIETY FOR EQ! THE PROPAGATION OF THE FAITH? ,fl IF NOT, JOIN NOW. ,Q I WHERE YOUR M1ss1ON DOLLAR GOES mi: , IV Africa ..... 24 Cents ii Ii .... China ..... 23 , I- India . . . . 1 1 Oceania . . . 9 North and South America Europe . . . Japan . . . Russia ..... Indo-China .... FOR FURTHER INQUIRY ABOUT THE MISSIONS I Write: REV. G. J. BURKE, Director, The Pontiiical Society for the Propagation of the Faith, Bureau, 93 High Street, Portland, Maine H tt It tt 5, E. 5 5 4 ' E :Ill ' O 1:11 23 ll 'III The Academia Il C. E. NOYES Sw. CO. THE GENERAL TIRE 195 FOREST AVENUE in-gf: WINSHIP PHARMACY GEORGE MQ RANKIN ' A WM. H. McKoNE, Prop. DRUGGIST 4 1 474 Stevens Ave., Portland, Maine DEERING DISTRICT I 107 Congress Street, Portland vt . MXH SQ' 1111. T If hu-l. SUBURBAN PHARMACY THE REXALL STORE CHARLES N. JACKSON, Pharmacist 1197 Forest Avenue ' Telephone 2-1123 HOTEL PHARMACY E. C. MCDONCUGH Jo:-:N D. KEEFE, V Registered Pharmacist PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST 205 Middle Street, Portland Opposite Falmouth Hotel 235 Congress Street, Portland Compliments of Compliments of American Laundry, Inc. LA N G L E Y'S oi. nl. lp A0 not 774 sto WM, YA x fy 2 Z A L 49 ' B 5.1 fvL Ang f 7 ! 'o I 1 ln 'E lr'- iq! I I 1 lr If: :Jn In II f X IL Q,-, 4 E 4 K :SL 'few I2 sie' I M AL II?-' l :II J... E ,1- I ISt.Jo5epI1'5 Academy I I U J. E. MCBRADY St SONS ROOFING AND SHEET METAL WORKERS DIAL 4-5157 .,. 40-42 Cotton Street Portland R 54 9 THE FELS OO. ARTHUR H. MOULTON ENGINEERS AND CONTRACTORS ENGINEER - CONTRACTOR Heating, Ventilating, Power Plants, Heating and Power Plant Industrial Piping Equipment A' A4 PORTLAND, MAINE 75 UNION STREET. PORTLAND A ' jig E-gli MORRILL'S COAL and GRAIN COMPANY COAL, WOOD, GRAIN, FLOUR AND FERTILIZER Ii HARRIS GARDEN SEEDS - MASURY PAINTS 35 ALLEN AVENUE I1 91 II-Mr F. C. Sullivan Coal CO. Compliments of 95 PARRIS STREET I PORTLAND, - - MAINE P' A' MAHONEY A. H. WARD St SONS PLASTERERS AND STUCCO WORKERS Compliments of Whitening and Tinting Foley T1'L1CkII1g CO. 216 FEDERAL STREET - qi- EI ' + 2 I '67, fig. ,Q ' 1:5 :I nigga safigf X IA I The Academia THE TWITCHELL-CHAMPLIN CO. I-IATCHET BRAND FOOD PRODUCTS I Compliments of GREELY LAUNDRY The Greeting Card Shop 61 1A CONGRESS STREET, PORTLAND Three door: west of State Theatre Greeting Cards - Gifts - Stationery Book Lending Library A very beautiful and complete line of FIRST COMMUNION. CONFIRMATION, FEAST DAY AND OTHER 'DISTINCTLY CATHOLIC' RELIGIOUS CARDS L. E. Clark Company DISTRIBUTORS OF GRANDIN'S FEEDS 799 Forest Avenue, Portland, Maine SHOE REPAIRING Complete Line of Childrerfs Shoes GEORGE J. ROY 480 Stevens Avenue, Portland DIAL 4-1612 E. HANSEN COMPANY AUTHORIZED FORD DEALERS - 53 Winslow Street Portland. Maine :Ju C1 fe JS- .. X Dufn' -Egg. ' I9 Y - - al: 1, wh ,K .., ...LJ f4a'1:. ll St. losephls Academy ii.. B 79 sq , x a-'er 3 I: I If f r 41 1 Q I4 Q A , I 'Ni 'Z Compliments of LAMEY - WELLEHAN 539 Congress Street Portland Compliments of FUEL ou.s E ou. EuRNnNG EQUIPMENT A 7 ,l -.-. 4 -.'.. UI BALLARDE IERYICE IM 3 AIR CONDXTIONING 3 5 ' COMMERCIAL REFRIGERATION ggnl 353 Cumberland Avenue 25153511 Portland, Maine if ,L nv -' I fx V1 Cream of C reams BEST WISHES CWEN, MOURE SL CO. 505 507 Congress Street X - X :J lI 1I l:j:l H :fl The Academia I U' -11 nl . New- -I ' elf ' Lei Compliments of LoRING, SHORT sl HARMON I 53: Wallace Greenhouses J. W. RICHARD , fi? Flowers - Floral Deszgns 'r I2 TRUCKING Plums I 'Rock Garden Plants - Shrubbery I Vzbtoria Linen Shop ' 493 CONGRESS STREET Central Company Q na s Chl'ldf9'7'S APPGVPI DIAL 2-6564-2-6471 I: U D FRANK J. BRAGDON i APOTHECARY 'i' TRELAWNY BUILDING 659 Congress Street Portland, Maine ,l If it's done with a beush, we can do it A -Q E. A. McGLAUFLIN DECORATING CC. I ARTISTIC INTERIOR DECORATORS 107 LELAND STREET PORTLAND. MAINE , M:-5 f , ,Nia N ,, ., ' . U II In' sjgdisefiiggexfii I1 I I-ii ' L4 St.1osepl1 s Academy U , Compliments of LAROU ELECTRIC COMPANY Mrs. F. B. BENJAMIN Graduation Dresses Uniforms - Gym Suits Alterations and Repair Work 542M CONGRESS STREET. ROOM 110 RIPLEY MOTORS, Inc. 530 Forest Avenue, Portland, Maine PAUL G. GALENTINE, Sales Manager Ph 2 3737 YORK and BOOTI-IBY COMPANY ELECTRICAL CONTRACTORS Electrical Supplies and Fixtures Radio 222 Middle Street P tl I IGI I l ll .34l1...g..H.2k Q I ix' lx rl: 6' -my l i E n-1--n 1-. Ei I The Academia I T Compliments of ST. BARNABAS HOSPITAL Compliments of Compliments of Q St. Dominids Girls' School St. Dominids Boys' School A Established 44 Years in Portland MURDOCK COMPANY Optometrists - Opticians Eyes Examined--Glasses Made CONGRESS SQUARE DIAL 3-6946 Compliments of , CALLAN, The Tailor ,Ks l , f 'lien ieie 3 41' i 4, ,I iii ' .tw Q if 'lzias f 2:6 le, VM, M Xllwew LL Y ,I H ll F 1 Flo 4,34 T Dig if may .-Vx I l-Ur , pn' H' , w E. :I f-?...3?Nf ,v A2 -4,-5 Egisfxi-uf 'Q?f fx I in ..r I -. E St.losepl1's Academy I 0, 4 . M 44, K in 2,2 l V J rl -My .1-i Compliments of DEERING DAIRY COMPANY 12 ARBOR STREET Emery Window Shade CO. M. A. SPECIALIZING IN Shades Made to Order PRINTING 48 Temple Street, Portland DIAL 3-7757 . Shades Cleaned and Repaired PRICES REASONABLE Drapery Rods and Fixtures DIAL 2-4824 30 FREE STREET Harry N. Blake Edw. A. Hendrickso Blake SL Hendrickson WATCHMAKERS AND JEWELERS Quality Work on Watches, Clocks and Jewelry 75 Oak Street, Portland. Maine Lerner Bldg., Opp. Empire Theatre Watchmakers for Thirty Years with the Late EDWARD S. WAITE, Jeweler JOe's Sanitary Market FANCY MEATS, FRUITS AND VEGETABLES 846 Main Street, Westbrook, Maine TELEPHONE 127 J N In AE ' I M. .gl -, 1 i 1 4 Cai l T, B21 O an, .3 l V ll :I PHONE 4-0093 GOold's Fruit Punch - Goold's Orangeade - Goold's Lemon fo' Lime 'I Made from the Finest, Carefully Selected Ripe Fruits, :I ' and Unexcelled in Quality THEY MAKE DELICIOUS REFRESHMENTS EOR RECEPTIONS, TEAs AND PARTIES .1 MANUFACTURED BY J. E. GOCLD SL CO. Wholesale Druggists - PORTLAND, - H - MAINE .2 if ' sv Iii -vi E1 kgfiQiLSiY 'i45 X495 E in WEN S3 The Academia I WX I, mn If 7 ' Class Q' 1939 COUGHLAN PRESS I I A COMMERCIAL PRINTING Le 31 M Exchange Street Portland, Maine N If TS? gf Winslow's Canclv Shdpiie Purinton Shoe Store HOME MADE ICE GREAM Candy, Salted Nuts, Luncbeonette E 459 Stevens Avenue, Woodfords The Modern U p-to-Date QUALITY SHOP ICE CREAM AND CONFECTIONERY FULL LINE OF FRUITS AND GROCERIES COLD MEATS - SCHOOL SUPPLIES HARRY M. NANOS, Prop. 469 STEVENS AVENUE L1 'i' Ka WF 1:1 , .. QXX fig - I' :I if-., -Q.: f f QQ, :lm I 41mg Il A gjzagi-8.a:.-235 X 'fi -- 1wiIdm'!'.H!Agi'vm'a...- J? . --.1 ,mc ..f ,'.i.,..' 'a 1. .. -V ff. S.-.Mn E Hmu.n1smmJ H St.Joseph's Academy I i I Il FREDERICK C. LEEN , GENERAL AGENT Berkshire Life Insurance Company - of 5 Thomas Flaherty, Inc. 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