Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

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18 THE QUIVER SOUNDS AT NIGHT Last night my slumbers were disturbed by sounds, evidently those of a baby crying. The cries seemed to come from directly beneath my window—sometimes soft whimperings, then great, lusty howls, as of an infant with the colic. 1 was greatly alarmed, and ran to the window to discover, if possible, the source of the noise. It was a black night, so that I was unable to distinguish one object from another in the darkness below my window. I hurried back into the room, donned a kimono, and was about to go downstairs, when the uproar became twofold. Doubly loud were the howls, as of two infants with the colic. 1 started for the stairs again, but stopped when I heard the uproar cease, only to be renewed under my front window. No sooner had I directed my steps toward this window than the cries stopped altogether. I stood still, waiting for something to happen. The silence was so intense that I could hear the faint snores of the man across the way. I waited what seemed to me two or three minutes. Then there came a scarcely distinguishable sound from the veranda-roof outside the front window—first a soft, stealthy pad-pad-pad. then that whimpering cry, then a full-throated yell. The tension was broken, and I crept softly to the window. There were two yellow-green eyes glaring at me from the darkness. At first 1 was startled. Then it dawned upon me that the source of my alarm was that great favorite of so many households—the Neighbor’s Cat. DOROTHY PRARAY, ’16. SIR ROGER UPON FASHION As we were coming from the club last night, Sir Roger was unusually silent. I ventured to ask him if he had seen the widow recently. He seemed surprised and then remarked that he was even then thinking of her. While he was on his way to Will's that aftei-noon, he had seen her starting out to make some calls. She was affecting a slouehy walk, said Sir Roger. The Venus de Milo may have assumed that position, but I consider an upright position in both walking and sitting necessary for good health. Another essential is deep breathing. I agreed and said that possibly the widow could not practice this. “I fear, said Sir Roger, “that she was prompted to go calling because she was wearing her spring suit and hat for the first time. Her suit, one of the extreme models, might have looked very well on a

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Till: QUIVER 17 also inter-class debating; and then we could have a team to represent our school in a league. It is by no means sufficient that the student should indulge in debating while he is a Freshman, for, since he cannot really appreciate it now, he will lose interest in it in the future. Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors, all of whom are more or less acquainted with the art of argumentation, should be given an opportunity to display their skill. Many of our schoolmates are intending to enter college. Most of our universities have debating teams. We ought, therefore, to train ourselves during our high school days in order that we may become members of debating clubs of higher rank. Much of the knowledge that the young Roman gathered was from the Forum, where he would go eagerly every day to hear some orator declaim upon current topics. When he became old enough and began to take part in the administration of the government, he knew exactly how to act. We are all very soon to become members of a self-governing community, and its interests will be placed in our hands. Should we not, then, as patriots, try to learn what will be expected of us? Debating would bring us into closer connection with matters pertaining to the public welfare. ‘‘Will not debating place another heavy burden upon the student?” one may ask. By no means. Debating, like baseball, is sport, and does not add any excessive strain; on the contrary, it arouses in the student a great deal of enthusiasm. To him debating is a game. Argumentation brings the pupil into contact with valuable books, and teaches him care and discrimination. He is taught to become a systematic reader, and to pay attention to his style of speaking. It is often the active high school debater who is later chosen by his fellow-men to carry on the more difficult and important tasks in state and national life. If called upon unexpectedly to speak in public, he can turn all the resources of his mind upon the subject he is to discuss and through the experience gained while participating in debates, can easily win the confidence and respect of his audience. Debating not only affords an opportunity for systematic training, 1 lit it gives pleasure to those who participate in it, and paves the way for greater accomplishments in later life. In view of these facts, our teachers and pupils should co-operate in order that our Woonsocket High may hold its own in debate with any high school in the country. JOSEPH H. GREENBERG, '15.

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THE QUIVER 11) slender person. But her hat,” he continued, “was neither a protection nor a thing of beauty. It was of the type termed an ‘Italian plateau. It rested on the side of her head and obscured her right eye. I was surprised to see her so attired, but she was ever wilful and perverse.” Sir Roger deplored the frequent changes and extremes in styles. He had discussed the matter with Sir Andrew Freeport, who had told him of woman’s dress in certain countries, such as China and Japan. There the style of the garments never changes. “And so,” said Sir Roger, “these women have more time to spend upon their household duties, as their thoughts are not centered upon iashions. The costumes are suitable for the climate and are worn until their usefulness is over. In this country the women discard their garments merely because the style has changed; not because they are past wearing.” Then Sir Roger became silent, but, as he reached his lodgings, he said, “I would approve of a national costume for the women of our country. The country as a whole, as well as the women themselves, I believe, would be benefited. I agreed with him and then left the old knight to his reflections. PRISCILLA SMITH, ’15. IN HONOR OF WOONSOCKET HIGH (Tune: Those Endearing Young Charms.) Let us send forth our voices in anthems of praise In honor of Woonsocket High; The gird tune to the zenith of heaven we’ll raise, And prolong it in one joyful cry. Then the mountains will quake at the sound we shall make. And the rivers will pause in their course, And the oaks their broad branches in triumph will shake, And Echo’s deep voice become hoarse. For in all this broad land, whether far off or near, There's no school like our Woonsocket High, Which to all of its students will e'er remain dear And its memory will linger for ay. Then come, let us sing till the welkin shall ring. And the arched vault of heaven reply. And with joyful accord our glad tributes we'll bring. In thy honor, dear Woonsocket High. HARRY J. LEON, 14-