Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

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tHe quiver JUNE, 1920 PRICE, 20 CENTS CONTENTS. The Rain................................................ 5 Dominus Tullius Views Our Seven Wonders................. 6 The Battle Against Urien................................ 9 The Trouble with Rome.................................. 10 The Fate of an Easter “Bonnet’’...................... 11 The Coming of the Danes to Astolat...................... 12 Dollars or Lives....................................... 13 Man Works from Sun to Sun.............................. 15 Awake, Americans.............................••• .... 17 Winter Mornings........................................ 18 The Escapade of a Ten Year Old.......................... 20 When the Fiery Cross Came to Our Village................ 19 Winter................................................. 21 Rip Van Winkle’s Awakening in 1920...................... 22 And the Least Among You Shall Be Greatest............... 24 Extracts from the Senior Diary......................... 25 If the Cap Fits—...................-................... 27 Editorials.............................................. 29 School Notes............................................ 31 Athletics............................................... 36 Alumni Notes........................................... 49 Harmless Arrows......................................... 43 THE RAIN Hear the rain, her soft, wet fingers, Wandering o’er the window pane, Gently tapping, tapping, tapping, A monotonous refrain. HAROLD PELOQUIN, ’21

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6 THE QUIVER DOMNICUS TULLIUS VIEWS OUR SEVEN WONDERS As I did not begin the study of Ancient History until the class had recited seven weeks, it was necessary for me to make up the work, so I had Ancient History continually on my mind. One afternoon I became extremely interested and failed to notice the clock. Suddenly, coming to my senses, I realized that it was four o’clock. I jumped up and started for my locker in the basement. Upon entering the locker room I saw a man sitting on the bench. He was dressed in an ancient Greek costume. I was just wondering what on earth he could be celebrating, when he arose and said, “Ah! Young man, you are just the fellow I am looking for. My name is Dorrinicus Tullius. I have been informed that you study Ancient History. ” “Y-Y-Y-Yes, I do,” I stammered, as though my mouth were riveted together. “Well. I’ve come to learn something of your so-called Seven Wonders of the World. I’m ve y proud of the wonders of my time. Let me recall them before we begin our tour.” “Our tour!” I began to feel shaky. What could he be up to? But I didn’t have time to think, for he took me by the arm and pulled me along, enumerating in his heavy voice: “Now, there were the Pyramids of Egypt, a wonderful piece of work. Think of the time and trouble we took to lay those huge blocks of stone. Look at the Pharaos of Egypt. Have you ever seen such a beacon? Why, the size of the Colossus of Rhodes cannot be—” “Yes, they’re all wonderful, but how about our—” “Never mind your whatever you were going to say. Listen to me. I was saying the Colossus of Rhodes cannot be compared with