Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

Text from Pages 1 - 68 of the 1922 volume:

Baseball 1922 NEARLY EVERYBODY TRADES AT HARRIS MOWRY’S Why Is It? Compliments of WOONSOCKET INSTITUTION FOR SAVINGS NEW ENGLAND COAL CO. 77 Main Street 57 Cumberland Street 632 River Street TO ALL THE HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATES CONGRATULATIONS AND GOOD LUCK JOHN C. COSSEBOOM ALWAYS AT YOUR SERVICE BLACKSTONE VALLEY GAS ELECTRIC COMPANY McCarthy’s Woonsocket’s Fastest Growing Store Accommodating Always MODERN SHOE STORE 94 Main Street STAR CLERKS Brown, ’21 O’Rourke, ’24 Cook, ’18 Winn, ’23 Compliments of A FRIEND Compliments of PARK THEATRE CITY FUEL FEED COMPANY 350 Clinton Street Compliments of FRENCH WORSTED MILLS SWEATT ROUSSEAU INSURANCE AND REAL ESTATE Rooms 18-19 Longley Build ng Compliments of LA TRIBUNE PUBLISHING CO. Compliments of SIMMONS MAXON’S IDEAL CLOAK SUIT CO. 115 Main Street A. S. COOK COMPANY HOME FURNISHINGS 67-69 Main Street National Globe Mechanics’ Savings Banks “A FRIEND OF EDUCATION” THE LAFAYETTE SHOE STORE LUKE GILLERAN’S HATS AND MEN’S WEAR 116 Main Street PROGRESS CONFECTIONERY 104 Main Street THE QUIVER June, 1922 Price, 30 Cents WITH PONCHO AND FRYING PAN Last summer I spent my vacation in a little village situated in that lovely part of the country between the Hudson River and the Connecticut line. I was there nearly six weeks, that were packed as full of fun as they possibly could be; but perhaps the “bat” that I enjoyed the most was the over-night hike we took, coming back from a camping trip at a lake nearby. On the last day of camp, most of the girls and their luggage were sent off on the truck, leaving to the seven hikers the work of cleaning up the camp grounds. By four o’clock this was satisfactorily accomplished. and we sat down to rest our weary selves. It was put to vote and unanimously carried that we should take at least twenty minutes for a swim before starting out. That twenty minutes grew to fifty; but oh. the joy of lolling around in cool water with no tempestuous voung campers to keep an eye on, after one has been scrubbing floors, blacking stoves, and trying to restore newly varnished tables to their previous state of shininess! After our swim, we collected the blankets and provisions and proceeded to do up the blankets into business-like rolls and to divide the bacon, eggs, bread, oranges, frying pan, and matches among us. My lot was fourteen oranges done up in a gay red and white towel tied with a ribbon, which I slipped over my shoulders, and a greasy, black frying pan, attached to my belt with a safety-pin. It was six 6 THE QUIVER o’clock before the last pack was adjusted, the last stray orange collected, the last snapshots taken, and we were off. What fun! We walked, perhaps, four miles before a halt was called for supper. In a field near a blackberry patch we built our fire and cooked half our bacon and eggs. Cutting bread with a jackknife requires time and patience, but it can be done. We had blackberries for dessert, and each filled her drinking cup with berries for refreshment later on. Then 1 blessed the frying pan, for think how many m � re berries a frying pan will hold than a mere drinking cup. We started on again, singing camp songs, telling jokes and stories. The road runs past a large tract of State property that is fenced by a long stone wall simply made to be walked on, so we walked on it. By half past eight, it was so dark that we decided to turn in. We stopped at a farmhouse for water and then turned off the road into a little clearing in the woods, near enough to a brook so that we could hear its tinkle, tinkle, as it wound its way down the hillside. There was no moon, but the stars were out in full force, winking at us as if they wondered what we were doing there. Bv nine, we were settled for the night, our heads pillowed on our shoes and on anything else that was handy, and were soon sung to sleep by an orchestra of crickets and katydids. About one o’clock I was awakened by a bang at my head and discovered that my neighbor, in trying to move off a stone, had collided with the frying pan and was endeavoring to get it out of the way by putting it on me. Between us, we got it where it would do no more harm and were soon asleep, not to awaken again until nearly six. When it was light, we discovered that we were in another blackberry patch, so we made a respectable meal. It was very foggy, but by seven o’clock the sun had won his way through and was shining down on us with a promise of being uncomfortably hot later on. We walked on through the early morning hush, keeping our eyes open for apple trees and cornfields conveniently situated. It is marvelous how many apples and ears of corn can be tucked away in poncho rolls and bloomer legs. Breakfast was the next thing on the program : first course, bacon, eggs, and bread; second course, roast corn with bacon grease; third course, green apples fried in bacon fat. If you have never eaten green apples sliced with a jackknife and fried in bubbling hot bacon fat over an open fire and stirred with a stick sharpened by that same jackknife, then you have missed more than you can possibly realize. When the last crumb had disappeared and the frying pan had been wiped clean on a burdock leaf, we realized that a storm was THE QUIVER 7 coming up and rapidly, too. A little district schoolhouse stood on the hill above us, and gathering up our packs, we scampered toward it, reaching the porch just as the storm broke. It was a severe one, but, luckily for us, we were on the edge of it. The schoolhouse door was unlocked, so we went inside, and our senior counselor conducted classes in history, spelling, and geography. I am afraid that all the textbooks would have to be revised if they were to agree with some of the statements made that morning. The rain very conveniently put out our fire for us, so we started on the last lap of the journey, about sixteen miles. We wound along, back and forth across the road, in single file, splashing in every puddle left by the storm and sucking hailstones almost as big as eggs, that we found lying in heaps along the way. The road was littere l with leaves, twigs, big branches, and, twice, a whole tree that had been brought down by the storm. Once we stopped to paddle in a little brook; again, to strip a patch of blueberries; and several times to ask for water at a farmhouse. At one house the loveliest little old lady made us come in and sing our camp songs, while she passed around delicious molasses cookies and ginger-bread. Just before we reached Akins’ Corners, where we were to take the back road for home, about three miles farther, a car came past, driven by one of our neighbors. All seven of us piled in. When Mr. Stevens found that we had walked from Peach Lake, he took us the rest of the way home, so that we arrived there in time for dinner, much to the surprise of our families. DOROTHY BARKER. A “GOLD DAY” Joyce and the Boy were very fortunate, though only the Boy was old enough to realize it, because Joyce was only two. The Boy was four. His real name was George William, after his Uncle George, a privileged guest in their little world. He had won the Boy s heart in the very first minute that the Boy was old enough to see the point, by a nursery rhyme, an original production, probably suggested by the fact that Boy rhymes with Joy, if one is allowed to shorten Joyce to Joy. It really was a delightful little rhyme, however, telling about their blue eyes and golden hair, with bits of humor for the Boy’s benefit. 8 THE QUIVER It was because of Mother that Joyce and the Boy were so fortunate. The Boy had once overheard a conversation in which the grown-ups were discussing perfection as a minus quantity in this world, and he had been surprised into interrupting with, “But Mother is perfect.” And Mother was perfect, at least in her capacity as Mother. There had been a time when the Boy’s father’s family had disapproved of her as being rather too frivolous, but she had loved their only son so frankly and so devotedly that they forgot all that. You see, at one time, before the Boy knew Mother, she had been a very popular and much-talked-of person socially. Now her devotion to her children had outlived her first interest in something different, and her friends had been forced to omit day invitations. Not until Joyce and the Boy were safely tucked in would Mother resume her butterfly wings and flutter forth into a gay world. Mother had made the world a vast wonderland for Joyce and the Boy—especially the Boy, for Joyce did not always seem to understand the games and stories, much to the Boy’s disgust. Today, for instance—it had been a typical day, too; they had awakened to find it a “Gold Day.” Days were never just ordinary days. The Boy had already learned that sometimes the sun played peek-a-boo and woke him. and other times silver drops whispered at his vvindows, or the fairies rode down from the clouds on snowflakes. This particular “Gold Day” was warm enough for a picnic, and Mother had suggested a fairy hunt. They three had lunched together on nectar and ambrosia, and then they had looked for fairies. The Boy was convinced that Joyce had frightened them away by sprawling all over the flowers, but he couldn’t say a word about it, because he had gone to sleep and dreamed that the fairies came while he, that is, his real self (which, as everyone knows, has the power to wander about while the body sleeps) was taking a ride on the back of a huge bluejay. So he had maintained a discreet silence, and they l’.ad gone home. After bread and milk, Joyce had, as usual, fallen asleep in Mother’s arms. One of the Boy’s very first memories was of Mother playing the piano very softly in the dusk while he drifted off to sleep. “But now,” he told Mother, “Joyce is our music, isn’t she?” So he stood very still and wondered what Joyce was dreaming about, and at just what moment a person fell asleep and brought one day to a close. VIRGINIA WILLIAMS. THE QUIVER LADDIE 9 He was such a nice dog. He and Bobbie had loved each other from the moment they had first set eyes on each other. The man who had sold him could see that, and he had been sure that Bobbie’s father and mother would like the little dog. Bobbie had bought him with the two-dollar bill which his Aunt Nell had given him the day before. She had told him to buy what he wanted with it, and he had. But Bobbie’s mother did not share his views. She would have no muddy dog around her house, tracking dirt on the floors and carpets. She would have liked to get her hands on the man who had sold that disreputable-looking cur to her little son for two whole dollars. That evening when Bobbie’s father came home, he found the little son crying, his wife coaxing and threatening, and a sorrowful-looking little dog of uncertain pedigree—the cause of it all—lying on the floor, trying to understand what it was all about. Mother presented her case to him. After deliberating a few moments, he drew her into the next room and told her his plan. 'They would let the dog stay several days, perhaps a week. Bobbie would soon grow tired of him and cast him away, as he had done with all his toys. Then Lad die. as the dog was named, could be done away with, and Bobbie would soon forget all about him. Mother agreed to this plan. But Bobbie did not grow tired of his new playmate. A week-passed. Two weeks passed, and the dog and the boy were still playing and romping around the house and in the yard. One day, when nearly three weeks had gone by, the real head of the house approached the nominal one and reminded him that it was high time that animal was disposed of. Father did not like the idea. He had taken a liking to the affectionate little animal. However, his wife demanded it, so of course it had to be done. That night, while Bobbie was sleeping, his father led Laddie down to the railroad station. A passenger train drew in and came to a stop. Laddie was led to the baggage car. Bobbie’s father spoke a few words to the clerk and slipped him a bank note. Then Laddie was lifted into the car and tied in a corner. As the train started, he sensed that he was being taken away from his home. He yelped a few times, but the rush and roar of the train frightened him. and he cowered in his corner. Meanwhile. Bobbie’s father sneaked away, obsessed by a feeling of guilt. He went to his club and tried to forget what he had done by assuming a jovial air; but it was useless. Two pictures stuck in his mind: one was that of his little son, peacefully sleeping in his 10 THE QUIVER crib; the other, that of a little dog, frightened by his surroundings, trembling on the floor of the baggage car. So he went home with a troubled conscience and a heavy heart. A troubled conscience does not help one’s sleep. Bobbie’s father did not sleep well that night. Laddie rode in the baggage car until the clerk put him off at a small town about twelve miles from home. He was rather dazed at first, but the night air soon restored his jarred senses, and he started at a slow trot, his instinct guiding him in the direction from which he had come. He reached the town before sunrise, but he wandered about for a long time before finding any familiar landmarks. Finally he bounded up the street on which his little master lived. Bobbie came down that morning, as gay as ever, knowing nothing of the events of the night before. When he sat down to breakfast, there was an awkward silence. His father was staring at his plate. His mother cast furtive glances in his direction. Soon Bobbie exclaimed, “Why, where’s Laddie this morning?” There was a pause, which was broken by a low whine on the porch. All three ran to the door, but Bobbie reached it first. He opened it and rushed out to meet his little friend. Father heaved a sigh of relief, and even Mother seemed glad when she saw the happy expression on the two little faces. And Laddie stayed. PAUL W. CARD. DREAMING Oh! would I had a fairy bark To roam the sapphire seas, Where gentle winds the billows mock With playful melodies. Oh! I would sail and sail and sail, Nor home my course I’d bend. Till I had conquered tide and gale And reached the rainbow’s end. MADELEINE ROSWELL. THE QUIVER “IMPRESSIONS FROM ‘AFTERNOON OF A FAUN’ ” 11 Impression from the Prelude, “Afternoon of a Faun,’’ by Claude Debutty, as played by the Boston Symphony Orchestra. Can I forget that fanciful prelude? Can I believe those persons ignorant, Who say that worthless are your compositions? ’Tis that they do not know your magic power, And so they judge without just cause or reason. As I sat in the hall, so silent and still, In my soul, 1 saw the visions which you saw. Highly colored, like a beauteous fairyland, With blue and gold and red and purple bright. I felt a beauty which was true—yes, true! 1 shivered with delight and happiness, And wished that I could hear your tones forever. But alas, too soon, your inspiration ceased; And in a minute, all was gone—was gone— The magic rhythm of the dance so gay, The chords with all their color and mystery. The shy faun with its nimble, joyful dance, Were gone to the land of charm and strange delight. The trees of gold, of blue, and brilliant green— The lake with waters blue and amethystine, All faded to a color pale and dull. I see thee still in fleeting visions. Often in day dreams when I pensive seem, And again I feel the joy and colors bright Which I perceived from your prelude inspiring, “The Afternoon of a Faun,” O Claude Debussy. EUGENE MAILLOUX 12 THE QUIVER MY TRIP TO ALASKA (After studying “The Literary Digest for December 31, 1921.) When I was twenty years old, my chum and 1 went to Alaska by automobile. Sounds incredible, but at that time we were young am! vigorous. Both of us had worked the preceding summer and ha l saved our money ; and after many stormy hours of pleading we event i ally gained our parents’ permission. For a month we were making preparations, and finally, one morning in the first part of June, we set out. I lal and 1 were decked out in new camping clothes and Henry was as spick and span as could he. Henry was one of those old-time Fords, which run along with a tick, tick, tick, like an Ingersoll watch. The rear of the machine was piled high with camping utensils and spare parts for Henry. Our destination was the Mendenhall Glacier. To tell of our experiences on the trip across the continent would take a whole book. It is sufficient to say that we arrived at Juneau safely, after having experienced some of the most exciting and thrilling incidents. It had taken about a month to reach Juneau, so it was early one Tuesday morning about the first of July when we left that city to visit the Mendenhall Glacier, the real goal of our trip. We became excited and Henry let us know his ideas on the subject by having a blow-out. This put a damper on our enthusiasm, but not lor long. We traveled the Glacier Highway, a wonderful road built by an agreement between the Forest Service, the Bureau of Public Roads, the Alaska Road Commission, and the Territorial Road Commission. I his road extended from Juneau northward to Berner’s Bay, a distance of almost sixty miles. We followed this road for eleven miles, past many sawmills, canneries, farms, and dairy ranches, until we came to where a branch road turned off to Mendenhall Glacier. Upon going around a sharp corner, we came face to face with the object of our trip. For a minute we sat stunned, awed. We looked at each other with the same thought in our minds: “I didn't know there was so much ice anywhere short of the North Pole.” Having recovered our breath, we drove up to within two hundred yards of the glacier, where we pitched camp. We set up our tent, for we intended to stay at least twenty-four hours. About one o clock we started on our exploration trip. Mendenhall Glacier lies in a valley between two mountain ranges. The steep and rocky slopes of these mountains have been carved into many fantastic figures by this great, slowly moving river of ice. We climbed up one of the slopes, and then what a wonderful view we had ! Below us, as far as we could see, lay the vast sheet of ice. twisting and turning THE QUIVER 13 between the ridges like a huge, white snake. A turbulent stream, the original ice-water, issued from beneath the mass. A few aspens and spruces were making a game struggle for existence in the terminal moraines. All the afternoon we roamed over the rocky cliffs and by nightfall we were very tired. That evening, after returning to camp, Hal and I enjoyed one of the most beautiful sights imaginable. the moon rising over a glacier. The ice, bathed in a white light, sparkled and gleamed and took many fantastic shapes and forms. It was so beautiful and fascinating that it was midnight before Hal and 1 got to sleep. The next morning, with many a backward glance, we left the Mendenhall Glacier and again took the Glacier Highway on our way to Skagway. We passed Auke l.ake and Auke Inlet, where we saw several canneries and one or two summer homes. As we approached Eagle River, we noticed very fertile land, which was extensively cultivated. From Auke Inlet to Skagway. the road was not very good because the construction work had reached only Auke Inlet, although the preliminary survey extended to Eagle River. We reached Skagway in due time, and after a day’s rest, began our long journey home, following the route by which we had come. Late one night in the middle of September, we arrived in Woonsocket. We had had a remarkable trip and had learned much from experience. To us. the Glacier Highway was a wonder way, for from it we had seen canneries, farms, forests, cliffs, rivers, snow-capped peaks, and glaciers. From one spot we had seen four glaciers, Mendenhall. Herbert, Lemon, and Eagle, which, if united, would cover thousands of acres. '1'his was the most inspiring sight of our t ip. ROLAND HARRALL. MEMORY PICTURES I. I think that the thing I shall remember longest about my voyage over to the United States will be the first American girl 1 ever knew. Her name was Marjorie. She was always so sure that she knew more than anyone else, so sure that she should always be first in everything, that it was only natural that the rest of us should not like her very well. She probably felt this way because she was older than we ; we were only nine or ten, she was—thirteen. One day, one of the girls suggested that we play “I Spy.” Marjorie said that we would play it, but she would be first. She began, “I spy with my little eye something beginning with L. L.” We guessed everything we could think of, but finally gave up. I hen she 14 THE QUIVER said, “Why, ’lectric light. You are slow.” As we could not make her l elie e that there should have been an E at the beginning of “ ’lectric,” we gave her another chance. This time she said I). X. After we had given up again, we found that stood for door knob. Then we gave the game up in disgust and decided to play something else. I had a very poor opinion of American girls when 1 landed. MINNIE LORD. II. I am now seventeen years old. but it seems as if it were only yesterday that I romped and played and found everlasting happiness in a big. one-cent “lollypop.” How I did like to climb trees! 1 shall never forget the last time I climbed one. It was a warm, sunny afternoon in July. My little friends were dreadfully uninteresting, and—well. 1 just did want some excitement even if 1 had to go in search of it alone. As 1 strolled into a wood near the house, what did my gaze rest upon but a wonderful, big tree, which looked so easy to climb. I’d show mv little friends how clever and brave I was. At last I reached the first branch, although my dear little pink and white checked gingham dress was almost torn to shreds and the knees of both my stockings had vanished. Hut what of that? I had climbed the tree and now I was going to have so much fun. Bow-wow-wow!! What was that ' Mercy! that terrible, half-mad bull terrier belonging to Mrs. Brown had broken loose, for part of the chain dangled from his collar, and there he stood underneath the tree, staring at me with his cruel eyes and “bow-wowing” his head off! What! Was he trying to climb the tree? Oh. how I racked my poor little brain to remember if dogs could climb trees. What if he could? W hat would become of me? hinallv the dog got tired, so he lav down with a determined “I’ll-stay-here-till-you-come-down” look on his face. What should I do? It was late and Mother bad told me that if I were late for supper again, something would happen. Oh, how I hoped that doggie would go away soon! But doggie had no such idea in his head. When it came supper time, and then long past supper time. I just couldn’t keep back the tears, and soon I was wailing and screaming. Mother, who was out looking for me. heard my cries and with Mrs. Brown, who was looking for that terrible dog. came to the rescue. I need not tell you how shocked Mother was; but I will say that after Mrs. Brown had got control of her dog and Mother had made me come down from the tree, I was sent to bed without any supper, just as soon as I got home. GERTRUDE GEARY. THE QUIVER III. 15 When I lived in Brockton and was about three years old, I had my first, and only, experience in a police station. I was always very adventurous and assertive. At this youthful age, I was accustomed to go down to my father’s store on Main Street. It was rather a distance from my home, through the congested business thoroughfares. I always left home with Grandma’s command, “When you are crossing the streets, be sure to look to the right and the left,” ringing in my ears. One day a meddlesome, but well-meaning, lady saw me on Green Street and thought that I was lost. She proceeded to take me to the station. Proceeded is good, because I kicked and “protested” all the way. I knew where I was going and I didn’t want any unnecessary interruptions. Things didn’t fare much better there, because I stubbornly refused to tell my name, “Gaga Randall, destination, or home address, but just kept asking questions. In des peration. they gave me crayons and paper. Finally, I had been gone so long that Mother called up the station to see if I were there. Later, they gladly surrendered me to my father, for, I am told. I held the championship for question-asking for many years. GLADYS V. E. RANDALL. IV. When my sister, Marion, was four years old, my sister, Gladys, was only a few hours old, and to the elder this difference of age seemed a great deal, and she longed for Gladys to grow up quickly so that they might play together. Now Marion had always disliked to eat the crusts of her bread, and the nurse had told her that if she would only eat them, they would make her grow and also make her have curly hair, her two great ambitions. Marion, therefore, used her little brain and reasoned that if crusts would make her grow', why would they not make her little sister, Gladys, grow? So the young thinker saved the crusts from her bread for three meals, by putting them on the board under the dining-room table. As soon as she had a little stored away in her secret hiding place, she stole into the bed-room, where, lying in a crib, was Baby Gladys, whom the nurse had left for just a moment. Marion stuffed the crusts dowrn the helpless infant’s throat, and. when the nurse came in a few seconds later, she found Gladys choked almost to death. BERTHA L. H. RANDALL. 16 THE QUIVER V. When my brother entered the first grade at school, he came home every day for about a week and said that the teacher kept saving, “Cigarette! Cigarette!” to them, and he wanted to know what she meant. So one day when my mother met a little girl from Raymond's class, she asked her what it was that the teacher said that Raymond thought was “Cigarette. The little girl thought a minute and then said, “It must he ‘sit erect’; that sounds a little like ‘Cigai ette,’ doesn’t it?” FRANCES F. TAYLOR VI. One day last summer, my aunt bought a number of lobsters for dinner and carefully showed the new maid, Stella, how to cook them and then take the small green vein out of each one. She then went upstairs to dress, leaving Stella to complete the preparations for dinner. When dinner was ready, Stella brought in the platter, apparently covered with nicely cooked lobsters. Imagine our dismay a moment later when my aunt exclaimed, “She has thrown away all the meat and has brought in—the empty shells.” FRANCES F. TAYLOR. VII. When I was a little girl, our family occupied a cottage at Newport, R. I., from July to September. We were all there with the exception of Father, who came on Thursdays and Sundays. All through July I did not feel lonesome for Woonsocket or my little friends, hut in August 1 longed to come hack. I used to cry and beg Mother to come home, but she always told me that it was much more comfortable in Newport. 1 could see neither sense nor reason in Mother’s argument, so when Father came, I begged him to take me home; hut he told me that there was no one at home to take care of me. It was customary for someone to escort Father to the boat. One Monday morning, Benjamin and I went. Father took me on hoard while Benjamin went for a short walk with some friends. When I came off the boat, my brother was nowhere to he seen. I told Father that he would have to take me to Woonsocket because I could not go hack to the cottage alone ; so home to Woonsocket I came, dressed in a thin white voile dress, without a hat or coat. When we arrived in Providence, Father telephoned Mother so that she would not worry about me. In Woonsocket, he bought me a hat and a coat. He then took me to my grandmother’s, where 1 remained for two long days, after which I was glad to have my aunt take me hack to my mother, sisters, and brothers. IDA ESTHER FALK. THE QUIVER IF I COULD LIVE AGAIN THE LAST FOUR YEARS 17 When you truly regret a foolish act or a sin of omission, your mind returns incessantly to the error, and as you reproach yourself, you sigh, “If I could only live that over!” Then, try as you will to forget your mistake, it will always remain fixed in your memory. Therefore, I have come to the conclusion that I must be lacking in conscience, for no such regrets concerning the last four years are rankling in my soul. However, I have a vague intuition that it would be quite the right thing for me to strike an heroic pose and cry out, “Oh, that I could live the last four years over! Shades of ye wasted study periods, hours lost to idle dreams, haunt me no more!” Then, with deep sighs and a self-conscious smile. I would declaim for hours on how I should have abstained from my semi-annual afternoon at the movies, from drawing pictures during the geometry class, from gossip, clubs, and magazine stories, and from powdering my nose; but, most of all. I would regret the day during my Freshman year when I played hooky and took a long hike one beautiful March day. During all this oration, I should feel myself sinking trom the position of a lazy sinner to that of a prating hypocrite with an eye to being complimented by an admiring audience, that, at the proper point, would exclaim, “With what a noble, thoughtful air she speaks!” Thus encouraged, I would continue : “My friends and teachers tell me that without doubt I could have won honors in High School. In fact, the most reliable critics say that I might easily, with a few extra hours of concentration a day, have stood first in my class. Oh, little Freshmen, take my advice: waste not your study hours in play, lay aside your dreams of next summer’s fishing, and grasp Golden Opportunity. It passed me while I slept! It is too late for me to remedy my error, but I trust that I shall impart to you—” At this point, I should probably be assisted from my soap box pedestal by some firm-minded friend. But in serious and solemn conclusion, let me say that if I were to live the last four years again, I should probably do just as I have already done. MILDRED HATHAWAY. 18 THE QUIVER WHEN THE TRAIN COMES IN WITH FOOD FROM AMERICA Little Olga tightly held the ragged black shawl around her shoulders with one small, dirty hand, and with the other she dragged her three-year-old brother through the crowds of children already gathered to meet the incoming train of the American Relief Administration. Now she could see it approaching in the distance, winding along like a serpent and occasionally giving a shriek to announce its coming to the eager, half-starved children. It was moving very rapidly, but to little Olga and Ivan it seemed to creep along like a snail. Would it never come ? It was pitiful to see the thousand children collected there. They stood so very quietly, not at all like normal children, and watched the train with their big, expressive eyes. Olga felt as though she no longer had strength to cling to Ivan’s hand and she thought it was slowly slipping from her grasp. Looking at him. she wondered vaguely at his hollow cheeks and his thin body; but if she had looked around her at the other children, she would have seen that Ivan was by no means the only starving child. The small, pinched look was stamped on all those pale young faces. Indeed, if she had gazed into a mirror, she would have seen the face of any one of those children reflected in her own countenance. She was aroused from her stupor by the hoarse shouts of the others and by Ivan’s tugging at her hand. The train had. at last, reached the station. It was bringing food, she told Ivan, as she pointed out the Red Cross to him. Olga found herself in the midst of a rushing crowd. Everyone had seemed to gain life in an instant. Each of them knew that he would soon have food, and all were prepared to give the “American Relief lady” the best smile they could summon to their dry lips. For an hour Olga waited for the food tickets, standing with the others near the great train. She waited patiently, for she knew that there were a thousand other starving ones who must also have food. While she watied, Olga watched the women and men from the train rushing hither and thither, some distributing tickets, others going about numerous other duties. One Russian officer reminded her of her father, who had fallen during the war in the service of Russia. Finally she was sent with two tickets into one of the restaurant cars, where she and Ivan were seated at a small table and were given two bowls of hot, nourishing broth. Never did food taste better to hungry children! Ivan’s eyes shone as he devoured his portion. THE QUIVER 19 When, some time later, the train drew out, it left a group of happier children, whose bodies had been strengthened and warmed by food. Among the group stood Olga and little Ivan. Olga bent gentl} over her baby brother and whispered happily, “Oh, Ivan, don t you feel better now?” And they turned and disappeared, a pathetic picture to the eyes of inanv an older person. MADELEINE ROSWEI.L. WHEN OUR GRANDPARENTS WERE YOUNG I. When Grandfather was a boy, he had a pet canary. One day it was found badly mangled on the floor. Both he and his sister, Florence, or Fudge, as she was called, blamed the little kitten; but there were two kittens, and so the youngsters decided that both must be executed immediately. Each took a kitten and started off for the mill-pond, about a mile away. It was very shallow, really a mud-hole. The kittens were thrown in, but naturally they ran right out again. The children procured long sticks and tried to hold them down, but it was of no use. The youngsters fought for nearly an hour without resting, until the cats were nearly dead. Their little faces were so pitiful and their eyes were so wide with terror that at last Fudge s heart would not allow her to see them drown. In an instant she picked them up and ran home with them. My grandfather was terribly angry and said it was “just like a girl; they always backed out!” But when he reached home, he was finally made to realize that it had been the right thing to do, because one of the kittens was innocent II. My grandfather was sent to school at the age of eight, with his cousin, John, who lived next door. They always walked to and from school together. Every day they stopped at their grandmother’s for something to eat. . One day John was sick and could not go to school. My grandfather stopped as usual on his way home. After learning that John was sick, his grandmother gave him two oranges and said. “Keep one for yourself and take the other to John.” On the way he ate one of the oranges and put the other into his pocket. When he reached John’s, he went in to tell him the news. John listened with interest 20 THE QUIVER and asked, “Where is my orange? My grandfather quickly replied, “It was your orange that I ate. The other is mine.” John was very angry and for many days afterward he would not speak to his chum. They soon made up, however, and were always great friends. Even today, when they happen to meet, John will ask, “Where’s my orange ?” MAURICE BACHAND. 111. When my grandmother was about nine years old, she went with her parents to live on a farm in New Hampshire. Everything about the place was new and strange to her. One day she went with her brother, Ernest, to collect the eggs. Some of the eggs were light brown and the others were white. When she saw her brother taking a white egg out of the nest, sne became very much excited and wanted him to leave it there. “But why, Elizabeth?” asked Ernest. “Because it isn’t cooked yet. It should be brown, like the others,” replied Elizabeth, knowingly. KATHRYN DELAND. IV. When my grandmother was five years old, she went to spend the night with a neighbor. The next morning at breakfast her hostess put some condensed milk into a little tea for her. Grandma decided that she did not care for any tea. Upon her return home, while relating her experiences to her mother, she said that she had enjoyed her visit very much, but that she did not like white paint in her tea. GENEVEIVE QUINN. THE QUIVER 21 EDITORIALS EDITORIAL STAFF AGNES WINN, '22, Editor-in-Chief RAYMOND CHAPUT, ’23, Business Manager EVELYN BOOTH, ’22 GERTRUDE LEVEIN, ’23 RICHARD CONNELL, '22 GLADYS RANDALL, 23 HULDAH VOSE, '24 EDITORIALS Another June has arrived and the Class of 1922, with seventy-six members, is to be graduated from Woonsocket High School. 1 he registration, totaling 453, was exceptionally large this year—so large, in fact, that it was necessary to join two of the smaller unused rooms and make one large classroom. Forty-two new desks were put in and every one of them was occupied. There were more boys than girls registered for the first time in the history of our school. There have been a great many changes in the faculty this year. The School Committee had planned not to elect anyone to fill the vacancy left by Mr. Donlon’s resignation to become principal of the Earle Street School. When a very large class of Freshmen entered, it was necessary to appoint two new teachers. Mr. James Murphy. W. H. S., T3, Rhode Island State, T7, and Miss Ruth Bartley, Middle-bury, T5, were chosen. Miss Julia Dorrington, Boston University, C.L.A., was elected to succeed Miss Whitney, who resigned last June. The vacancy caused by Mr. Carroll’s resignation to succeed Mr. W. A. Mowry as Superintendent of Schools, was filled by Mr. Byron A. I .add, Colby, T5. In January, Miss Rocheleau resigned to accept a position in Worcester. She was succeeded by Miss Florence Char-land, Rhode Island College of Education, '20. 22 THE QUIVER The Senior girls in the Drawing Class have done a great deal of interesting and helpful work this year. Posters for the play, “The Sunny South,” and for the Musical Festival were made. These posters were very attractive in design. Among many other things made by this class were parchment candle-shades, pretty shoe-dusters, and artistic luncheon sets. Another interesting phase of the work was the study in color harmony. The girls found these lessons as entertaining as they were instructive. Woonsocket High School has been largely represented ii advanced schools and colleges this year. There are one hundred and fourteen registered in thirty-four advanced schools. The Alumni have made very good records at college, many oi them having received high honors. Much work has been done lately in preparing the Alumni records. These cards, which tell the date and place of birth, mothers’ and fathers’ names, the course of study taken in High School, a statement as to whether the pupil has represented the school in debating, declamation or athletics, or has served on the Quiver Board, and the Freshman and Senior picture of the pupils, are to be kept for future reference. A blank is left to be filled out in future years, which will tell of the good work done after graduation. The Alumni Directory is also being revised. Five or six classes have been graduated since the last directory was printed. In this new directory, there will be a number of class pictures. Following the example of the Cercle Franqais and the D. Y. S. Club, a number of clubs have been formed this year. Among them are the Radio Club, the Civics Club, and the E. C. Club. The Radio Club has proved very popular and has given the members an interest in one of the most important of current events. The School Committee, upon Mr. Carroll’s recommendation, is considering the plan of an eight-grade system in the schools of the city. Woonsocket is one of the very few cities still using the nine-grade system. Mr. Carroll has also suggested having a summer school for delinquent pupils of the lower grades. It is hoped that this will later be extended to those of the High School. THE QUIVER THE RADIO CLUB 23 The Radio Club has aroused a great deal of interest this year. The Club, containing thirty members, was formed early in November with Mr. Carroll acting as director. The following were elected as officers: President, Alfred Teachman; Vice-President, Remo Kamella ; Secretary, Nelson Wright; Treasurer, Gladys Randall. Mr. Walter F. Fontaine, who was greatly interested in the club, gave the very generous gift of $25. At first, meetings were held every 'lues-day and Thursday afternoons in the Lecture Room. At these meetings, a great deal was done in code practice, tests being given at each meeting. The set was constructed by members of the club, under the efficient supervision of their president, who is greatly interested in the work. Messages have been received from a distance of 2,000 miles. Weather reports and standard time have been transmitted to the school from the station at Arlington. The interest was so great that it was decided to enlarge upon the first set. The new set, like the first one, was constructed by the members. This set contains a regenerative receiver, two-step amplifier. and a reproducer horn. The radiophone is of a very high grade. Messages have been received from a range of 900 miles. It is expected that next year, while night school is in session, people who are interested will be invited to listen. Woonsocket High School is very fortunate in having such a high grade set, as few high schools in New England have one to equal it. 24 THE QUIVER CLASS OFFICERS Senior President—Edward Franklin Vice-President—Maurice Bach:ind Secretary—Frank McGauley Treasurer—Inez Gay Sophomore President—Reginald Feeley Vice-President—James Dumas Secretary—Wilfrid Peloquin Treasurer—William Rizzini Junior President—Nickerscn Taylor Vice-President—Richard DoAl.ug Secretary—John Dailey Treasurer—Helen Neville Freshman President—Herbert Bradish Vice- President—Raymond Taylor Secretary—Eleanor Welles Treasurer— Robert McKay The Girls’ Glee Club, formed in 1921 by Miss Devine, has continued under her very capable direction. It includes the Misses Bel-rose, Bennett, Bicknell. Brouillard, Capron. Cockroft, Connor, Cook, Crowley, B. Darman, Deland, Ebner, Friedrichs, Getchell, V. Gilpin, G. Golden, D. Golden. Hudson. Hunt, Litchman, L. Logan, McCann. McMichael, Medoff, Murphv, Nelson, Pratt. B. Randall, Gl. Randall, Redfern, Reid, E. Rickard, Rodgers, Taylor, and Walling. Esther Falk and Frances Taylor are the pianists. The High School Orchestra, which was formerly directed by Miss Rocheleatt, has, since she left, been under the direction of Miss Devine. It consists of Nickerson Taylor, pianist; Rodolph Sheahan, cornetist; Margaret Brennan, Jessie Halbert, Samuel Rosenblatt, leader, Arthur Deroche, Arthur Pradel, and Metcalfe Walling, violinists ; Louis Pierce, flutist; Richard Connell, banjo-mandolin player; Fred Allen, drummer; Alfred Cavedon, cellist. The Orchestra has furnished music for “The Sunny South,” on Lincoln’s Day, Arbor Day, at the Parent-Teachers’ meeting, and occasionally for the morning exercises. THE QUIVER 2b Several of the Senior girls have played for opening exercises this year. Nickerson Taylor played for singing lessons on Tuesdays and Esther Falk for the Glee Club. When Marshal Foch visited the city last fall, the Woonsocket High School was honored by his presence and by the fact that his speech was given from an especially prepared platform, built on the girls’ tennis court. The school building was highly illuminated, and much enthusiasm was manifested by cheers and songs. On November 30, December 1 and 2, a play. “The Sunny South. was presented in the Assembly Hall under the auspices of the Teachers’ Association, the High School, the Alumni, and the Trustees of the McFee Memorial Library. Tbe play was well attended on all three evenings and netted, together with the sale of candy contributed by pupils and former students, almost $600. The chairman of the committee in charge of the sale of candy the first night was Mrs. Hattie Scott Redfern, ’92; the second night, Mrs. Florence Haigh Palmer, '03; and the last evening, Miss Muriel McFee, ’08, and Miss Elizabeth O’Donnell, ’14. The High School Orchestra furnished music between the scenes of the play. The cast of characters, in their order of appearance, was as follows: Joshua Phiney Aunt Doshey Major Crofton Anner Liza Lanzo Lelia Crofton Col. Daubeney Col. Mavor Miss Dora Burleigh Ailsy Fifi Peggy Mr. Tom Burleigh Mavor Ambrose Mavor Steve Daubeney Stella Mavor Sam Pressman Mildred Hathaway Amey J. Cook James A. Murphy Ruth Brown Roland Harrall Anna E. McCarthy Ethan A. Goodnow George A. Roberts Elizabeth Smith Evelyn Booth Madonna E. O’Brien Helen Smith Maurice Bachand Donald J. Bertch Herman Ballou Frederick S. Brown Anna M. Marlborough Miss Mowry’s divisiQns of Seniors have this year continued the use of “The Literary Digest” as a rhetoric. The 4A Division took it up a? club work; 4E, as regular recitation work; and 4C made scrapbooks. Albert Worrall was Business Manager and Raymond Chaput, Treasurer. 26 THE QUIVER The E. C. Club was organized this year by the Commercial Junior English Class, with committees to plan and conduct meetings once a week. Its programs have included visits to France and to the western part of the United States and discussions on famous artists, living authors, modern sports, and poetry. We have had several speakers throughout the year in the Assembly Hall. Mr. Charles E. Smith of the Chamber of Commerce spoke about “boosting” the city and distributed circulars, “Facts About Woonsocket”; Mrs. T. J. McLaughlin talked about the Red Cross Christmas Stamps; and Superintendent Carroll “returned to his own” several times and talked to us on different subjects. Mr. Spratt has installed a new card system with the physical and athletic record of each pupil. Two spaces on these cards are reserved for pictures of the pupils as Freshman and again as Seniors. One afternoon a photographer took small pictures of every pupil in school, obtaining about 400 photographs in an hour and a half. William Smith has served as school reporter for “The Woonsocket Call” this year. The D. Y. S., the English Club which was formed last year, was continued this year with increased interest and progress. The Club studied American Literature, the chairmen of groups and names of authors being selected by Miss Mowry. The chairman chose his own committee, each pupil having to serve on three committees. The meetings were very interesting and instructive. The chairman gave a biographical sketch of the author, which was supplemented by oral themes and readings by the pupils. At one meeting, at which the life and works of Harriet Beecher Stowe were discussed, selections from “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” were acted in the hall. During the Christmas vacation, the first dance of the year was given by the Seniors. The decorations were of rose and blue crepe paper. Many former students who were home from college attended, thus helping to make the dance a social and financial success. The patronesses were Mrs. William Franklin, Mrs. C. H. Shambow, Mrs. Charles Cook and Mrs. Arthur Bachand. Miss Bartley was the coach this year for the girls’ basketball team. About twenty girls assembled once a week in the gym and for an hour or more the Juniors and Seniors played against each other. The girls also played indoor baseball and tennis. John Nasse of the Freshman Class was in the Woonsocket Hospital from January to May with a broken leg. A large picture, “The Puritans Going to Church,” has been purchased by the school and hung on the wall at the back of the stage in Cross Country Champions 1921-22 THE QUIVER 27 the Assembly Hall. A list of all the pictures and statuary in the school and their donors is being compiled. The “Cercle Frangais” has flourished during the past year. It was very unfortunate in the loss of its founder, Miss Elise Rocheleau ; but it was fortunate in having Miss Florence Charland take up the leadership. Miss Charland has proved herself a very able director The officers this year are: President, Elizabeth Smith; Vice-President. Frances Taylor; Secretary, Irene Ostiguy; Treasurer and Assistant Secretary, Andre Bruyere; Chairman of Program Committee. Doris Johnson; Press Agent, Gertrude Levein. Mr. Spratt’and Miss Laviolette are honorary members. A confederation has been formed, which consists of the present members and those who have graduated. For this confederation it was decided to keep the same officers as for the smaller organization, except in the case of Secretary and Treasurer. Andre Bruyere was elected Secretary and Henri Roberge, Treasurer. The following exchanges have been received: “The Arrow,” Ridgewood High School, Ridgewood, N. J.; “The Cony Cue,” Cony High School, Augusta. Me.; “The Lever,” Colorado Springs High School; “The Technical Review,” Providence Technical High School; “The Nugget,” Helena, Montana; “The Sassamon,” Natick High School, Natick, Mass.; “The Sentry,” Sutton High School, Sutton. Mass.; “The Oracle,” Bangor High School, Bangor, Me.; “The Poe-faine,” Dayton High School, Dayton, Fla.; “The Durfee Hilltop,” B. M. C. Durfee High School, Fall River. Mass. Dr. G. Y. Andrews has presented to the Biological Department a large collection of mounted plants. These specimens were obtained from nearly every State of the Union. On February 9, a Parent-Teachers’ meeting was held in the Assembly Hall and the parents of the pupils were invited to meet the teachers and talk about school interests. Neil Patterson of Springfield, Mass., gave an interesting program of Scotch songs and stories, the Glee Club and the Orchestra gave selections, and Superintendent Carroll, Dr. Barry, and Mr. Spratt spoke. The following morning. Mr. Patterson presented almost the same program to the pupils. In February, the Junior Dance was given. The attraction of the evening was Verrier’s Orchestra of Providence. The hall was decorated very daintily in orchid and pink. A novelty dance in which halves of playing cards were matched to secure partners was introduced. Mrs. Mary Hough, Mrs. Helen Dailey. Mrs. Richard Dowling, and Mrs. Michael Neville were patronesses for the event. 28 THE QUIVER On Lincoln’s Day, exercises were held in the Assembly Hall. Mr. Pickering, a Civil War veteran, spoke of his experiences in the war and of the time when he saw Abraham Lincoln. Mr. Prior, Mr. Joseph Pratt, and Superintendent C. V. Carroll were other speakers. The program included also a reading, “Lincoln’s Spirit,” by Roland Harrall; a recitation, “The Name of Old Glory,” by Evelyn Booth, and selections by the School Orchestra. On April 11, Mr. Rodgers took his Sophomore Civics Gass to the police station, where they were shown the prison cells. One of the members had her finger prints taken, and another, her picture. The class also saw the photographs of many famous criminals. On April 17, Mr. Rodgers took fifty-one of his Sophomore Civics Class to Providence. The class was conducted through the State House and was received by Governor San Souci in the reception room. The Senate Chamber and the House of Representatives were visited. On Wednesday evening, April 26, the Earle Street Grammar School debate was held in the Assembly Hall. The subject was, “Resolved. That the United States Government Should Adopt the Soldiers’ Bonus.” The presiding officer was Joan Getchell. Leslie Arnold (Captain), Helen Rixford. Bertram Mongeon, Dorothy Drabble, and Joan Getchell (alternate) represented the affirmative side, while Woodworth Carpenter (Captain), Marguerite St. Martin. Kenneth Osborne. Florence Terkel, and Evelyn Drouin (alternate) supported the negative side. The judges were Superintendent C harles V. Carroll. Mr. C. C. Spratt, and Mr. Ethan Goodnow. Their decision was in favor of the affirmative. On May 3, Miss Grace McIntyre, Assistant Superintendent of Nurses at the Rhode Island Hospital, gave the pupils a most interesting account of her experiences in this country and in Siberia as a Red Cross nurse. She spoke a few moments to the girls about the advantages of nursing as a profession. On May 4. Otis Randall, Dean of Brown University, told us many amusing and pathetic incidents of college life, spoke to us of the advantages of a higher education, and gave us some good points about Brown. Through the interest of Mr. Carroll, Superintendent of Schools, and the co-operation of the Woonsocket Fire Department, one-half of the athletic field was flooded in January and skating was enjoyed for a short time until unfavorable weather destroyed the ice. The Chemistry Class had a very profitable trip to Pawtucket to inspect the gas plant of the Blackstone Valley Gas Electric Co. Mr. Milliken, the local manager, very kindly made the arrangements and provided transportation. THE QUIVER 29 The Sophomore Class contributed to the social life of the school by a dance in the Assembly Hall on May 5. The hall was decorated with the class colors, blue and gold. The dance was attended by many college students, graduates of our school. The patronesses were Mrs. C. A. Feeley, Mrs. A. E. Dumas, Mrs. D. J. Peloquin, and Mrs. M. E. Kizzini. The Eighth Annual Prize Speaking Contest for the Singleton Trophy was held May 13, at Franklin. Our school was represented by Evelyn Booth, who gave a selection from “The Lion and the Mouse,” by Charles Klein, and Ralph Bunker, who gave “The Boy Orator of Zepata City,” by Richard Harding Davis. Franklin High School won. The Arbor Day exercises were held under the direction of Miss Merrill, on the grounds at the east end of the school building. The program included the reading of a message from Walter E. Ranger. Commissioner of Education, by Richard Connell; a poem. “Salute to the Trees.” by Bertha Logan; a song dedicating the ivy, sung bv members of the Senior Class; the Arbor Day address, given by Edward Franklin, Class President; and the planting of the ivy by the class officers. A march followed, in which the Senior girls, carrying bands of the class colors, rose and gray, formed circles around two trees, newly planted on the girls’ lawn. Constance Clarke presented the trees to the school; Eloise Nelson, representing the girls of the school, acknowledged the gift. The program was concluded by the singing of “Woonsocket High.” LIBRARY NOTES There has been much work accomplished this year in the McFee Memorial Library. During the summer months. Miss Mowry and Miss Cook took four courses in Library Science with Professor Robbins of the Rhode Island College of Education. Throughout the school year, pupils in Miss Mowry’s and Miss Cook’s English Classes have received valuable instruction in library work and problems. Six new tables made by the boys in the Manual Training Classes and twelve chairs given by the School Committee have added greatly to the seating capacity of the Library. We greatly appreciate the time given and the work accomplished by Mrs. Helen A. Bradford in making a card catalogue of the books for the convenience of the teachers and pupils. 30 THE QUIVER Miss Mowry. Miss Cook, and Miss Mayer counted the number of books out one morning- at 8:30 and found the number to be 419. One thousand three hundred and sixty-eight books were taken out during the winter term, not including several hundred used by the 4C English Class, which, with the exception of two text-books, did all of its work with library books. Fifty dollars is donated every year by the School Committee for the purchase of magazines and papers. The following magazines were bought this year: “The Atlantic Monthly,” “Bookman,” “Century,” “Harper’s,” “Literary Digest,” “Mentor,” “Outlook,” “Popular Mechanics,” “Scribner’s,” “World’s Work,” “Forecast,” and “L’lllus-tration.” Miss Pond gave “The School Art Magazine.” The news-i apers were “The Woonsocket Call,” “Providence Journal,” and “Boston Transcript.” “A clean-up squad,” composed of a committee of Freshmen, once a day picks up papers from the floor and arranges the chairs and magazines. Members of the 2C English Class arrange the books alphabetically in their proper cases once a week. In December, the Teachers’ Association, the Alumni, the trustees of the Library, and the High School conducted a library drive. Letters were sent to Alumni all over the country, asking them to aid in making the drive a success. Many subscriptions were received. The following gave money: Jeannette Southwick, 77, Mrs. Mabel Wor-rall Snow, 79, A. N. Hubbard. ’89, Mrs. Mabel Mowry Clancy, ’81. Alice Williams, ’82, H. Mabelle Allen, ’83. Sumner E. Scott, ’85, Charles Nourse Cook. ’89, Wendell A. Mowry, ’89, Mrs. Martha Brown Harris, ’92, Mrs. Bertha V. Myers, ’93, Mrs. Susan I. Rodman, ’94, Arnold Seagrave, ’94, Mrs.-Ida Chilson Orrell, ’95, Mrs. Emma May-hew Whiting, ’96, Joseph Trinque, ’97, Harry I. Cook, ’97. Dr. J. N. Mowry, ’98, Letitia Cahoon, ’01, Thomas I. Farrell, ’02, Superintendent Charles V. Carroll, ’03, Mrs. Gertrude Hubbard Young, ’04, William O. McLean, '06, Marion R. Cook, ’07, Mrs. Etta Meade Crosh, ’08, Mrs. Anna Moran Jarret, ’10, Mary E. Farrell. ’10, Margaret Mac-Donnell, ’13, Mrs. Fannie Falk Tickton, T4. David Falk. ’16, Buell W. Hudson, ’20, Edmond Guerin, George Farron, Andrew Potter Palmer. Charles Haigh Palmer, Mrs. Clara Louise Lee, Mrs. Nathan Falk. William E. Williams, Mrs. George Andrews, George S. Reade, Tr. The following gave books: Dr. E. N. Kingsbury. Mrs. Mabel Kingsbury Wright. ’01; Mary Kingsbury, ’04. Mrs. John Keller, Mrs. Edith Clarke Sprinthall, Frederick Colwell. Jennie M. Ballou. Sullivan Ballou, B. M. Briggs, Chester A. Cook, ’87. Mrs. Martha Richardson Cook, ’87, Walter Flynn. ’19, William R. Booth, Mrs. Clinton Rising, THE QUIVER 31 R. W. Reid, The Woonsocket Call, Mrs. Mary J. Dockray, Charles T. Richardson, Eugene Mailloux, ’22, Mildred Hathaway, ’22, Mrs. Alvin Jewell, Thomas W. Steere, William E. Williams, Mrs. Evelyn Watson Spaulding, ’92. Magazines were contributed by William White and Elizabeth Reed. In this drive we received 152 books, 126 magazines, and $148.85 in money. Books were given at the beginning of the year by Miss Vera Cook and Mrs. Walter Thayer. The number of new books added to the Library this year was 304. In connection with this drive, the play, “The Sunny South, was presented at the High School November 31, December 1 and 2, and netted $571.18. The trustees of the McFee Memorial Library are Mr. Charles . Palmer, President; Mrs. Evelyn W. Spaulding, Secretary; Miss Florence P. Mowry, Treasurer; Dr. William F. Barry, Chairman of the School Committee ; Mr. Charles V. Carroll, Superintendent of Schools; Mr. C. C. Spratt. Principal of High School; Miss Eliza C. Macder-mott, Miss Evelyn Lussier, and Mr. Henry Dursin. TYPEWRITING DEPARTMENT The awards in the Typewriting Department were greater in number this year than in any previous year. The Remington awards were given to the following Seniors: Twenty-five words per minute. Certificate—Katherine Degnan. Mary Diamond, Inez Gay, Jessie Halbert. Nancy Medoff, Doris Partridge, Anna Reilly, Gertrude Schmeider, Mildred Stokes, Marion Wallace. Forty words per minute, Card Case and Certificate Marion Ambach. Evelyn Booth, Margaret Brennan. Margaret Clancy, Sylvia Burlingame. Earl Cross, Susie Darman. Doris Fitzpatrick, Gertrude Geary, Agnes Kelly, Gertrude Lloyd, Minnie Lord, Nancy Medoff. Irene Ostiguy, Anna Reilly, Mary Sherman. Fifty-five words per minute. Gold Medal—Mary Diamond, Nancy Medoff. Mary Sherman, Susie Darman. The Underwood awards were given to the following Seniors: Thirty words per minute. Certificate—Marion Ambach, Evelyn Booth, Margaret Brennan, Sylvia Burlingame. Margaret Clancy, Susie Darman. Katherine Degnan. Kathryn Deland. Mary Diamond, Doris Fitzpatrick, Inez Gay, Gertrude Geary, Jessie Halbert, Bessie Isenor, Agnes Kelly, Gertrude Lloyd, Minnie Lord. Nancy Medoff, Irene Ostiguy, Doris Partridge, Genevieve Quinn, Francis Ricard, 32 THE QUIVER Mary Sherman, Mildred Stokes, Blanche Tetu, Marion Wallace, Agnes Winn. Forty words per minute, Bronze Medal—Marion Ambach, Evelyn Booth, Margaret Brennan, -Sylvia Burlingame, Margaret Clancy, Susie Darman, Mary Diamond, Doris Fitzpatrick, Gertrude Geary, Bessie lsenor, Agnes Kelly, Minnie Ix rd, Nancy Medoff, Irene Osti-guy, Francis Ricard. Mary Sherman, Mildred Stokes, Blanche Tetu, Marion Wallace, Agnes Winn. Fifty words per minute, Bronze Bar—Marion Ambach, Margaret Brennan. Margaret Clancy, Mary Diamond, Doris Fitzpatrick, Bessie lsenor, Agnes Kelly, Nancy Medoff, Mary Sherman. Mildred Stokes, Blanche Tetu, Marion Wallace. Sixty words per minute. Bronze Bar—Mary Diamond, Gertrude Geary, Nancy Medoff, Mary Sherman. bixty words per minute, Accuracy Certificate—Mary Diamond, Nancy Medoff. THINGS THAT CANT BE SEPARATED Doris Fitzpatrick and her giggles; Roland Harrall and his frown; Nathan Israeli and his grin; Minnie Lord and her peppermints; Blanche Tetu and her arguments; Nancy Medoff and her curls; Gertrude Schmieder and her “so’s”; Margaret Clancy and her good nature; Susie Darman and her style; Mildred Hathaway and her wit; Jessie Halbert and her violin; Mary Sherman and her “urn’s”; Constance Clarke and her smile ; Irene Ostiguy and her promptness; William Smith and his “long-windedness”; Marion Ambach and her Soph, friends; Sylvia Burlingame and her ear-rings; Sam. Mayerson and his “wells”; Gerard Tanguay and his method of penmanship. WHAT WCULD HAPPEN IF— Dorothy Barker ever made any noise; Ned Cola couldn’t buy hair preparations; Gertrude Geary arrived on time; Katherine Degnan didn’t volunteer in English; Marion Wallace weren’t sedate; Elizabeth Smith couldn’t do Latin; Albert Worrall were tall; Raymond Chaput weren’t business like; Leon Chaput hadn’t been on the track team ; Mildred Stokes didn’t take her stroll to 25 between third and fourth periods-—“There’s a Reason”? WE WONDER WHY— Frank McGawley is late so often; Anna Rielly went to Whitins-ville instead of to the Soph, dance; Maurice Bachand was downhearted in April; the twins are so different. THE QUIVER 33 FOOTBALL Candidates for the football team were called out the week before school began, but contrary to other years, there was no preliminary game. The first league game was played with Hope. The team was very unfortunate in losing a number of players. The squad, at the beginning of the season, was composed of thirty-three candidates, but one after another, many were forced to drop out, either on account of parental objections or of injuries serious enough to keep them out of the game for the remainder of the season. This weakened the team very materially and had a great deal to do with the losing of the pennant. The scores: W. O. at Hope 6 7 vs. Cranston 33 0 vs. Cumberland 37 0 at Pawtucket 14 0 vs. Classical 34 7 at East Providence 7 24 The list of letter men follows: Seniors—Franklin (Captain), McCauley (Manager), Bachand, Card. Harrall, Pressman, Vaka. Juniors—Lorinsky, Lussier, Messere, Murray, Redding. L. Tan-guay, Wright. Sophomores—Dumas, Rizzini, Ketover. This was Mr. Carroll’s last work in coaching, and to show their appreciation of the time taken by him in developing teams of the past, the members of the squads, as well as those unable to participate in the games for the reasons mentioned, presented him with a golf club and golf balls. 34 THE QUIVER CROSS COUNTRY After six weeks of practice under Coach Rodgers, the crosscountry team went to Roger Williams Park in November and captured the annual cross-country run. The team consisted of Card, R. Dowling, W. Smith (Captain). Browning, L. Chaput, A. Smith, J. Coffey, L. Schneider, Heaslip, and Arnold. The first four named finished first, second, seventh, and ninth, respectively. The runners finishing among the first ten receive letters, so these four won their W’s. Woonsocket has an excellent record in cross-country, having won three times in the last four years; it holds the team record for the last five years for scoring the lowest number of points, which wins the run; and it is tied with Cranston in having men come in first on two occasions. BASKETBALL The basketball team had a successful season, winning twelve games and losing but five. We lost a number of players by graduation, but Coach Murphy developed a fast team. Without doubt, the most interesting and exciting game of the season was with Rogers High of Newport, when that team played in the local gymnasium. Rogers had beaten Woonsocket in Newport to the tune of 55 to 20, and consequently the Woonsocketers decided to work hard for revenge. All interest was centered in the game, and a high pitch of excitement marked it throughout. The result was very satisfactory to the home team, and Rogers High returned to Newport on the losing end of a 30 to 22 score. The scores: W. O. vs. Central Falls 53 10 at Pascoag 40 13 vs. Alumni 30 35 vs. Fitchburg 38 27 vs. Worcester Classical 36 18 at Rogers 20 55 at Franklin 18 20 vs. Providence Technical 36 22 vs. Newport 30 22 at Uxbridge 18 25 vs. Worcester Commerce 26 21 vs. Holliston 60 9 vs. Dean Seconds 37 24 THE QUIVER 3b vs. Franklin at Fitchburg vs. North End Tanks vs. Uxbridge 31 15 22 50 26 15 45 22 A game was played with Technical High of Providence. This was the first time in several years that basketball teams representing the High Schools of Providence and Woonsocket have met in competition. . . _ „ The letter men were: Seniors—Bachand (Captain), S. 1 ressman (Manager), E. Franklin, McCauley. Juniors—R. Dowling, G. W elles, Wright. Sophomores—Dumas, Peloquin. SENIOR TRACK In a closely fought interscholastic meet. Woonsocket finished second with 32 1 6 points, pushing Pawtucket, which won with 40 5 6 hard for first place. W. Peloquin won the discus throw, breaking the old League record of 106 feet, 6' 2 inches, and establishing a new one of 111 feet. 6 inches; won the 12-pound shot put; and came in third in the 120- vard high hurdles. Wright won the hammer throw, making a new school record, and was second in the shot put. Harrall. who was fourth in the discus; Feldman, third in the running high jump; Tetu. fourth in the 220-vard low hurdles; Dowling, second in the mile; Sokoloff. fourth in the 440-yard run; and L. Chaput. tied for fourth m the pole vault, were the other point scorers. JUNIOR TRACK On April 29, the Junior track meet for High School students under seventeen years of age was held on Andrews Field, Providence. Woonsocket and Classical were tied for third place with 10 points CaChLeon Chaput finished first in the 120-yard low hurdles and was tied for third in the pole vault, incidentally setting a new record for Woonsocket. Sokoloflf and G. Welles were the other point scorers. The former finished third in the 220-yard dash, and the latter was third in the high jump. INTERCLASS TRACK MEET Believing that an interclass track meet would be very valuable for arousing interest in athletics, Mr. Murphy arranged such a meet in May. The Senior-Sophomore team defeated the Junior-Freshman by the score of 66 to 52. Some new athletic material was discovered, which will be developed for future interscholastic meets. 36 THE QUIVER BASEBALL Mr. Ladd, a new member of the faculty, was the coach in baseball. Up to the time “The Quiver” went to press, Woonsocket had had a successful season. The race for the first three places was close between Hope, East Providence, Pawtucket, and Woonsocket. Roland Harrall was Captain and Ermineo Messere, Manager. April 12 at Franklin 12-10 18 vs. Classical 2- 0 21 at Hope 0- 9 25 vs. West Warwick © i S+i 28 vs. Pawtucket 11- 5 May 2 at East Providence 3- 4 9 vs. Technical 7- 4 12 vs. Worcester Commerce 7- 6 16 at Classical 5- 4 19 vs. Hope 4- 8 23 at West Warwick 9- 0 26 at Pawtucket 26 at Pawtucket 12- 2 29 vs. East Providence 9- 2 June 2 at Cranston 12- 8 THE ALUMNI IN ATHLETICS Several of the alumni of Woonsocket High are doing well in college athletics. Russell Ambach has done fine work in hurdling at M. I. T. “Gus” Savaria is coaching at the University of Virginia. Last fall he was assistant coach in football, during the winter he coached the Freshman basketball team, and this spring he was coach for the Freshman baseball team. Frank McGee, at Providence College. was a substitute on the varsity basketball team and pitched for the Freshmen in baseball. “Joe” McGee, also at Providence College, was on the basketball team, played first base on the baseball team, v. as captain last fall of the football team, and is captain-elect of next year’s football team. Raymond Hudson has maintained his reputation as a fast track man at Rhode Island State. “Billy” Ingraham won the Oregon State Tournament last summer, and was ranked fifteenth among the tennis players of New England. THE QUIVER 37 ’81—Mabel Mowry (Mrs. Clancy) is now residing in East Orleans. Mass. ’83__H. Mabelle Allen holds a position in North Adams, Mass., for the B. O. G. C. Wilson Company of Boston. '84—Mrs. Wendell A. Mowry (Mabel A. Thayer) now resides in Natick, Mass. � 89_C. N. Cook, treasurer of the Woonsocket Institution for Savings, has been elected a director of the R. 1. Hospital Trust Co. ’94—Fred L. Cook and Mrs. Cook (Edith C. Fisher, ’95) are now residing in Wrentham. Mass. ’96—Grace B. Lothrop and Alice G. (Lothrop) Linclon, 00, have spent the winter in California. ’05—Marion A. Ballou is private secretary in Miss Wheeler’s School in Providence. ’07—Dorothy W. Caldwell is a bacteriologist in the Highland Hospital in Rochester. N. Y. ’09—Norma Bertch has a Yarn Shop in the Federal Building. ’10—J. Russell Esty is with the National Canning Association in San Francisco, California. ’ll__Mrs. Raymond Dimon fEleather Mowry) has moved to Hartford. Conn. 12__Stella l.aFond, a Reconstruction Aid in government service in St. Louis, is home on a year’s leave of absence. 14__Stanley W. Spratt is teaching in the Bangor High School, Bangor, Maine. . . 13__Ralph A. White is in charge of a Babson Statistical Bureau in Atlanta, Ga. ’13__Byron Hudson has had many engagements as a tenor singer during the'past year in Worcester. Providence and New York; next October he will enter upon a four-year contract with a New York manager. 38 THE QUIVER ’16—T. Buell Card is a Transmission Engineer for the Dayton F'ower Light Company, Dayton. Ohio. ’16—William B. Carnie is with the Western Electric Company in New York City. ’16—Rodney E. Cook is a Chemist in the City Laboratory, Field’s Point, Providence. IS—Ruth Schlivek was recently elected a member of the Phi Beta Kappa at Wellesley. ‘18—Helen A. Thayer was chosen orator for Ivy Day at Brown. She was also elected Life President of her class. She is President of the Student Government Association of the Women’s College at Brown. ‘20—Catherine Connor was a member of the Debating Team at RadclifTe. She was recently elected President of her class. She is in the second grade of honors. ’21—James Mulgrew is employed by the National Biscuit Co. 21—Helen Davis is attending the Mount Vernon Seminary. Washington, D. C. ’21—Anna Terkel gave a song recital in Elks Hall last September, just before leaving for a year of study in New York. ’21—Howard Morrison is with the Western Electric Company of Providence. '21—Germaine Leclaire has been in Montreal attending school there. IN ADVANCED SCHOOLS Bates '20 Elsie Mowry '21 Soron Damarjian ;21 Mildred Ho le '21 Isadore Schwartz '21 Philip Voelker Brown 17 Louise Feely (Brad Sch.) '18 Edward Hummel 18 Irene Long 18 Hyman Mayerson '18 Leo O’Donnell '18 Helen Thayer 19 Lottie Brindle 19 Joseph Eisenbcrg '19 Bessie Kushelevitch T9 Dorothy Mowry T9 John Murphy T9 Ruth Parsons '19 Eva Rabinovitz T9 Israel Rabinovitz '20 Carlton Aldrich '20 James Sims ’20 Donald Bertch Boston University Holy Cross ’20 Raymond Betagh '21 Austin McMichael Idc England Conservatory T9 Beatrice Woolley Harvard '20 William Ingraham T8 Laura LaFond T9 William Block '20 Lillian Maher '21 Leo Desrosiers ’21 Koorken Semonian '21 Esther Terkel THE QUIVER 39 Massachusetts Inst. Tech. '16 Harmon Poole '20 Russell Ambach Mount Holyoke '20 Dorothy Allen '20 Mae Litzenberger '20 Hattie Spaulding Providence College '19 Joseph McGee '20 Joseph Dowling '21 Edward Dwyer 21 Edwin Marrah '21 Frank McGee '21 Henry Roberge Radcliffe '20 Catherine Connor Rensselaer Pol. Inst. '15 Raymond Richardson Rhode Island State College T7 Frederick Flynn '18 James Greene T9 Marion Cook T9 Griffith Godshall 19 Raymond Hudson T9 John Woolley ’20 Leonard Hathaway 20 Roy Howard 20 Thomas McGill. Jr. 20 Morris Norman ’20 Homer Rochcleau 20 Burton Woodward '21 Frank Barnes 21 Leslie Burlirgame '21 Harold Heath 21 Arthur Miller '21 Edward Reilly Simmons T9 Helen Brown '20 Alice Rcdfern Smith '18 Madeline Baxter St. Andrew’s Seminary T7 Cyril Neville St. Lawrence University '18 Charlotte Ayres Tufts Medical T9 Harry Levine University of Louisiana '21 Alfred Carr University of Vermont, Med. '15 Lorenzo Emidy Wellesley '16 Lillian Starr T8 Ruth Schlivck T9 Dorothy Beecher 19 Margaret Ingraham T9 Blanche Schlivek Worcester Pol. Inst. '18 John Dufault Yale '20 Buell Hudson American Academy, Rome '14 Harry Leon Emerson Sch. of Oratory '20 Hannah Kerwin '21 Gertrude O’Bryan Lovell Textile '17 Ferdinand Caya '18 Charles Southwick Mt. Vernon Seminary '21 Helen Davis I Jcw Bedford Textile ’21 Jacob Pressman '21 Eugene Willey '21 Chester Woodward Philadelphia Textile '18 Ralph Battye '21 Arthur Robertshaw 21 Everett Syms R. I. College of Education 11 Elizabeth McGawley T7 Rose Morrissey '18 Mae O’Neil T9 Irene Kenney T9 Madonna McMullen T9 Dorothv Rosenblatt '20 Alice Flynn '20 Martha Kirby '20 Florence Lunn '20 Eileen McGawley 20 Doris Mowry '21 Gertrude Callanan '21 Cora Carroll ’21 Kdith Donahue '21 Margaret Donahue ’21 Esther Israeli 21 Margaret Murphy R. I. School of Design T9 Irene Fitzsimmons R. I. Hosp. Nurses’ School '17 Mary Cook Children’s Hospital, Boston '18 Irma Willey '20 Gertrude Miller Wentworth Institute '15 John Carroll 40 THE QUIVER MARRIAGES, 1921-22 Robert V. Kelley, ’15 Harry Cole, ’ll Elizabeth Carroll, ’14 Alice Gamarekian, ’19 Albert Goulet. ‘18 Doris E. Bicknell, ’19 Charles McCarthy, '15 Harriet Vose, ’14 Dorothy Rixford, ’19 Rodolphe Gladue, ’13 Florence Clarke. '12 Norman Tutin, ’14 Lottie M. Boy den, ’17 Alice McCaffrey, ’13 Christiana A. Cava, '07 Mary Roddy, ’17 Leland A, Jones, ’12 Esther Cohen, ’19 Ralph Battye, ’18 Ethan Goodnovv, ’16 Rebecca Cole, ’14 Paul L. Smith, ’15 Irene B. Berard Bertha Slavit John McAuliffe Kenneth Kazarjian Florence Desrosiers Chester Bennett Lillian M. Andrew Albert Zurlinden Scott Macdermott Miss Moran Maurice B. Cohill Helen T. Remington John Johnson, Jr. Edward P. Thompson Antonio Cavedon John L. McCormack Emily Hodgdon Samuel Plainfield Gertrude I. Benson Mildred Howard R. Phillip Rose Dorothy Palmer DEATHS A. Ambrose Mulligan, ’93 John J. Walsh, ’93 Ha2el Bethel Minners, '13 Margaret Lee Maloney, ’93 Benjamin Baker, Principal 1877 July 28. 1921 October 17, 1921 December 6, 1921 May 10. 1922 October, 1921 THE QUIVER SENIOR JOKES 41 Mr. Rodgers: “Who cannot appoint agents?” First Pupil: “Infants.” • Mr. Rodgers: “Why can’t infants appoint agents, next?” Second Pupil: “Married women cannot appoint agents, because 99 Mr. Rodgers: “I was talking of infants, but if you put married women in the same class......” Miss Merrill to G. Lloyd, who was speaking without permission: “You can’t use wireless telegraphy. You have no license yet.” Mr. Murphy, in Chemistry: “This is a place for work. It isn’t a social hour. If you wish, I shall serve tea.” Miss Mowry: “What is the matter with this sentence: ‘The corn was roasted by the boys on the ends of long sticks’?” Tanguay: “Well—well—the boys shouldn’t be on the ends of the sticks!” Heard in Chemistry: “Ah! the poor little litmus paper. There it is! It doesn’t know whether to blush or look blue.” Mr. Murphy (to Chemistry Class) : “I hope that, in the future, the students of this class will keep the dust off their books.” From a theme: “We ate army food, which was very poor and often marched all night.” Taken from a book review: Sam Pressman—Title of Book: “Washington’s Farewell Address.” Author. Daniel Webster. Ned Cola: “Samuel Johnson at the age of seventy-two gave up w riting because his legs grew weak.” Inez Gay: “Izaac Walton was a man who went fishing and an apple fell on his head.” Senior: “Where is Colorado? Is it in Ohio?” Mr. Murphy, to Chemistry Class: “How do you make—er ? P. Card: “Home brew?” Mr. Murphy: “Yes.” P. Card: “Oh, I can’t give away family secrets.” Miss Merrill: “Tell the class the names of all the birds you have seen this year.” S. Emidy: “I’ve seen the English sparrow, canaries, and I heard some hawks, but I didn’t see them. Miss Merrill: “What a wide and unusual variety!” 42 THE QUIVER JUNIOR JOKES Gleaned from a theme: “The bathing was fine except for the strong undertoe.” Heard in Room 3: “She went out holding the corner of his apron in her mouth.” Mr. Ladd: “What causes this gas to burn?” W. Sanderson: “The flame.” Mr. Ladd: “This is not a negative charge. What is it?” G. Randall: “A positive charge.” Mr. Ladd: “A very good recitation!” Mr. Ladd: “What is kinetic energy?” L. Tanguay: “I don’t know what Connecticut energy is—” L. Ullman: “A man was walking across Niagara Falls.” We wonder what the Physics Class would do without “June Ingraham’s problems. Mile. Laviolette, concerning Charlie Carroll’s French prose on the board: “The period is correct.” Rita Cook: “The prisoner of Chillon had his feet in chains, so he could not talk.” Miss Mowry: “What is Altama?” E. Briggs: “An animal in America. French pronunciation of “par Louis XIV.” is “par Louis x. i, v,” according to Willis Lester. Translation by Willis Lester: “Is the table a savage or domestic animal ?” Cecilia Johnson: “They had women dressed in blue uniforms instead of men.” The long-searched-for blackboard globe for the Solid Geometry Class was found—behind the bookcase in Miss Mowry’s room! Mr. Ladd: “What kind of diffused light is best for microscopic work ?” N. Lorinsky: “Light over your left shoulder.” Mr. Ladd: “When you look at the light that comes through a knothole in a barn, what do you see?” Adam Ewen: “The dust.” Mr. I add: “Why can you see this blackboard?” Emidv: “Because it soaks up all the light.” THE QUIVER SOPHOMORE JOKES 43 Mr. Rodgers: “Name something that is raised in Peru.” A. Pressman: “Alfalfa.” Mr. Rodgers: “Alfalfa!!” A. Pressman: “Yes, what they pave streets with.” Pupil of 2X Class, translating French: “He walked out of his white heard.” In Geometry 2, Teacher: “But the statement for the area of a triangle has been given.” Pupil: “I did not hear it.” Teacher to Class: “Who gave that statement?” Same Pupil: “Ketover did.” Member of 2X Class: “I took a walk on a horse.” Teacher: “Who was Amphion?” J. Ullman: “He was the god who sang the stones into place, wasn’t he?” Miss O’Donnell: “What is the line that is drawn through the center, terminated at each end by the circle?” Rabinovitz: “Why—er—the circumference.” Heard during a discussion of the mortal, Hyacinthus: A. Billings: “Is she a girl or a man?” A. Koury: “He descended up the mountain.” Mr. Rodgers: “What is the name of an animal which is found nowhere except in Australia?” J. Deffley: “The cannibals.” Mr. Rodgers: “What would be the first steps taken in court, if a man was murdered?” A. Partridge: “He would go to the judge.” 44 THE QUIVER FRESHMAN JOKES Freshman, upon seeing the football team after the Hope game: “Those fellows must like to advertise B. B. bandage and adhesive plaster.” Junior bumped into Freshman: Junior: “Pardon me.” Freshman: “You’re welcome.” Mile. Laviolette: “Lisez.” Freshman : “No, it’s hard.” Mile. Laviolette: “Translate ‘Ce sont.’ Freshman: “Six, seven.” Remark of a Freshman who had been ordered out of the Assembly Hall by the Junior President before a class meeting: “The Juniors seem to have the running of the whole school.” Teacher, prompting in Latin 1G: “That word is ‘tela’.” Taylor: “I did not get the question, please. Miss Devine, to English IE: “Who would like to take the part of Rosalind in ‘As You Like It’?” Up goes Comire’s hand! Silence ! Gleaned from Commercial Freshmen tests: Amenable -capable of being mended. Lineaments—pertaining to long measure. Dissenter—from the center. Patience—people who go to the doctor. Cataract—bad luck. Miss Devine: “How do you form the plural of piano?” Freshman: “Why, add ies to the singular.” Miss McFee: “Take this assignment in Algebra for tomorrow: on page 91, examples 3 to 11, omitting 4.” Pratt: “May we omit any four?” Mr. Murphy, in Science: “Name a few organs.” First Freshman: “The ear, nose, and eyes.” Second Freshman: “And church organs.” G I R A R D’ S SOCIAL CORNER PH. CLEMENT’S MUSIC STORE 522 Clinton St. THE OUTPUT CO. 603 Clinton St FOURNIER FOURNIER Undertakers Limousines for Hire 115 Cumberland St. Compliments of SOCIAL DEPARTMENT STORE Cloaks and Suits HENRI DEROCHERS 3 Cumberland St. Eastman Kodak Agency GALLANT’S VARIETY STORE 19 Manville Road MARCHAND’S “Distinctive Upholstered Furniture” 534 Clinton St. J. B. HUGO SAVARD, PH.G. 10 Rathbun St MOREAU BROS. 46-50 Cumberland St Boots, Shoes, Gents’ Furnishings M. GAULIN SON 38 Cumberland St. Real Estate Insurance DAIGNAULTS WOMEN’S WEAR SHOP MR. 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