Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

Text from Pages 1 - 68 of the 1923 volume:

Class of 1923 NEARLY EVERYBODY TRADES AT HARRIS MOWRY’S WHY IS IT? Compliments of WOONSOCKET INSTITUTION FOR SAVINGS NEW ENGLAND COAL CO., INC. 140 Mein 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 Better Values Better Service McCarthy’s WOONSOCKET’S GREATEST STORE Make It Your Place To Trade MODERN SHOE STORE 94 Main Street STAR CLERKS Brown, ’21 Cook, ’18 Winn, ’23 CITY LUMBER CO. Dealers in LUMBER OF EVERY DESCRIPTION BRICK—LIME—CEMENT Upsom Board Sheet Rock Sheet Rods 333 RIVER STREET Reynold’s Asphalt Shingles Asphalt Shingles Compliments of PARK THEATRE CITY FUEL FEED COMPANY 350 Clinton Street Compliments of FRENCH WORSTED COMPANY SWEATT ROUSSEAU INSURANCE AND REAL ESTATE Rccms 4-5 Commercial Building Compliments of CAVEDON WORSTED MILLS INC. Compliments of FALLS YARN MILLS THE NEW WASHINGTON ALLEY 87 Main Street 8 ALLEYS 12 TABLES J. B. FARNUM COMPANY EMIDY BROTHERS BAKERY STANDARD OF QUALITY Woonsocket, R. I. Compliments of GLENBROOK MILLS Mason Street Compliments of FLORENCE DYE WORKS Compliments of LA TRIBUNE PUBLISHING CO. Compliments of SIMMONS MAXON’S IDEAL CLOAK SUIT CO. 115 Main Street E. SCATTERGOOD CO. HOME FURNISHINGS 67-69 Main Street National Globe Bank—Mechanics’ Savings Bank “A FRIEND OF EDUCATION” THE LAFAYETTE SHOE STORE AUSTIN H. COOK DAVID L. TUTTLE With R. P. Smith Son TETU’S Walk-Over Shoes FLYNN SQUARE, OPPOSITE DEPOT Woonsocket, Rhode Island Quiver Board 1923 tHe quiver June, 1923 Pricf, 35 Cents i LlDlTPRl ALS EDITORIALS ARE YCU DOING YOUR BEST TO MAKE WOONSOCKET HIGH AN IDEAL SCHOOL? Are you, Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, and Senior, trying every year to make your school a little better than it was the year before ? Are you taking pride in the improvements made in the last ten years, and are you adding to the improvements that will he brought about in another ten years? Every student is proud of the school from which he graduates. Perhaps there are things he does not like, but he regards his Alma Mater with concern and affection. After his graduation, he thinks of the good times he had, of the teachers, who were kind to him. of the studies he enjoyed, of the discipline, which he hated, but which he now realizes was beneficial. He thinks of the results he might have accomplished. of the kindnesses he might have done to make someone a little happier. 8 THE QUIVER Are you going to be able to say, “I might have secured better results, but I can honestly believe that I did my best”? How satisfying it would be to look back on your high school career and say that! How pleasing it would be to hear your classmates say, “He was a jolly good fellow”; your teachers, “He was a good scholar ; and your principal, “He was an all-round good student”! Are you doing your best for yourself, your family, and your school? Are you mastering English and French, or are you giving up because “it is too hard” or “I don’t like it?” Are you making it easy for the teachers, who spend their lives in trying to make you men and women? Are you making school affairs successful—dances, plays, and entertainments? Do you support the athletic teams by cheering them instead of criticizing them when they lose a game? Are you considerate of your classmates, or are you too lazy to say, ‘ Excuse me.” when you collide with a girl in the corridor? Are you kind to strangers, trying to make them feel at home, or do you say, “Oh, he’ll get along; someone will help him”? Do you “boost” vour school, or do you criticize it to outsiders? Every student cannot be in a play or be a member of the orchestra any more than every United States citizen can be a member of the Senate; but every student who is a true citizen can say, “I can, and will, make a supreme effort to do my bit to make W. H. S. a clean, worth while institution.” MANNERS Manners play a very important part in high school life. Politeness is not an instinct lying deep in man; it is a quality which must be acquired. It is true that the fundamental idea, which is a consideration for the welfare of others, has to be born in man. If one has this quality of true courtesy, a knowledge of its rules will then show the way to use it. If, however, one is without that essential characteristic (as many are) it is all the more important that he learn the rules again and again, until a sense of duty will prompt him to follow them. Some boys and girls are taught the rudiments of good manners at home; if so, they should use their knowledge at school in order to be an example to less fortunate ones. Those who are not taught at home should learn at school in order to make school life more pleasant. THE QUIVER 9 Sometimes it seems that young people will never be polite, no matter how much they are told. If you do not believe this, stand in a corridor at the noon hour and see how long you will remain in your original place! If you can stay in one spot, you are a hero; for an ordinary person will be buffeted about until he is weary wtih the struggle. Let us try to be orderly and well-manered and so make our school an example for others. To have good manners does not mean to be extreme to the point of discomfort. It means to do those things which will make others comfortable and happy. It means: 1. To avoid running people down in the corridors. 2. To say, “Excuse me,” when you have made someone uncomfortable and to say, “Thank you,” when someone has made you comfortable. 3. To avoid rushing up to a group of teachers or students and speaking without waiting to see if they are already talking. 4. To help, as much as you can, both fellow-students and teachers. 10 THE QUIVER A UNIQUE EXPERIENCE Have you ever stopped to think who the person may be who comes to your door as a tramp or “hobo”? Seldom do any of us think what there is in the man or who his people may be. A few years ago, the “World” magazine had the following introductory paragraph to one of its articles: “W. A. Gleeson, young business man of Torrington, Conn., and County Director of the Connecticut Total Abstinence League, had a week of remarkable experience in playing ‘hobo.’ ” The man referred to is my uncle, an undertaker and town clerk of the town of Torrington. He had always been a dignified fellow. The hardest thing he had ever done in his life was to ;rect a funeral and, like many more, try to please those ever faultfinding few who can’t be pleased. Being tired of the quiet life he was leading and anxious to test his friends, he decided to tramp from New York home, after attending an Undertakers’ Convention in Wilkesbarre. At the Grand Union Hotel, one Monday morning at eleven o’clock, he bought twelve pencils and six pairs of shoe laces and sent home his clothes and every cent of his money. He took the elevated to the Bronx after selling a pencil in order to pay his fare. After disposing of a pair of shoe laces and obtaining ten cents for them, he boarded a car going toward South Norwalk. He told the conductor he was anxious to reach that place, as a man had 1 een arrested for a crime of which he was guilty. He stepped on his own shoe laces in order to untie them, and when it was time to pay another fare, he was busy lacing his shoes. At the end of the ride, he walked five miles. Up to this time he had not had anything to eat. He continued to walk, looking for a house which had for its mistress a woman who had a pleasant dis-f 'sition and could master her house without the aid of a dog. To THE QUIVER 11 quote Will’s story: “Not that I am afraid of canines, but the very light material of which my travelling suit was made would not allow me to think of entering into a tug-a-war contest with a dog, especially if the dog and I were facing in the same direction, the former in the rear, and the connecting point at close range.” He found one such house and cut a load of wood for two eggs, buttered bread, coffee, and fifty cents. That night he took his precious fifty cents and went to a lodging house. He was given room there. The next morning, being somewhat lired, he was about to take a second nap, when he heard, “Clear out, loom three.” He immediately went down stairs, paid for the room, and went out with ten cents in his pocket. He called at the office of a doctor whom he knew. The door was opened by the physician’s assistant, who was also an acquaintance of Will’s. He closed one eye, pretended he was dumb, and held out the pencils. The nurse looked sad, but that was all. He tramped to Bridgeport ana arrived tnere at 2 in the afternoon. There were two houses there that he visited. At one, he was told to earn his dinner; at the other, he received a good meal and half a dollar. With this last money he procured a room at the V. M. C. A. Half the hotel proprietors could learn from the methods adopted by that institution in its homelikeness, in its conveniences, and in its giving a chance to young men. The next morning, which was Wednesday, he went to a photographer and asked him if he would take his picture and send the proofs and bill to W. A. Glecson in Torrington. Will must have fallen into his natural pose, for the photographer informed him that he was no tramp. They talked together for some time. After this interview, he felt much better, but not for long, as the next house he visited, he met a “preacher.” The woman said she did not know how a young man could forsake all God’s callings and be out at the mercy of the people. After she had relieved her mind by giving him this lecture, she gave him a substantial lunch. Well was it for him that it was such, for his next hike was nineteen miles to New Haven. Had he been a machinist, he would have earned a good deal by repairing broken down automobiles. On this trip he suffered from many rips and considerable perspiration from dog attacks. He received no lifts, but covered the entire distance on foot. It is twenty-four miles from New Haven to Waterbury. During this short journey, he picked pond lilies and sold them for seventy-five cents. Friday morning at seven o’clock he fairly “landed” in the town 12 THE QUIVER of Waterville. He was greatly fatigued, but hearing the mosquitoes singing, “Darling, I’m Waiting for Thee,” he decided not to stop and answered their song with “Fare Thee Well, for I Must Leave Thee.” At eight o’clock that night, he was at the door of his own house, with long beard, dirty, torn clothes, and just two cents in his pockets. While he had been gone, he had sent a card to his mother every day. but he had not told her the way he looked. When she and his two sisters opened the door, they were heart-broken at his appearance. During the five days he was out, one kind word was spoken to him, but he had received innumerable insults. He came to the conclusion that in order to get charity from those who are preachers of it, one must wear a high hat instead of a “hobo” rig. He met several “hobo” bands, but it was not his intention to join them. One week was sufficient for him, but the experience he gained was worth considerable. He wrote his story for several magazines and newspapers and for some time every tramp who was about to be refused something to eat would say, “Well, I’m doing the same thing ‘Bill’ Gleeson did.” and he would receive a good meal. Every time I see a tramp, I wonder whether or not he is simply tasting the life of some of his less fortunate brothers. EILEEN GLEESON, ’23. MY WISH I want to go out to the woodlands green, Out where the feathery grasses lean: I want to go out to the woodlands green. I I want to go back to a country town; I want to dress in a gingham gown; I want to go back to a country town. I I want to go down to the open sea; There’s longing down in the heart of me ; I wan to go down to the open sea. IDA M. LOVELAND, ’24. THE QUIVER PROVINCETCWN 13 Provincetcwn has never seemed half so Bohemian to me as it seems to most people. The “Greenwich Villagers” are supposed to summer there and make it a rather awe-inspiring place. The only thing I think of when I go there is, “I wonder how soon we shall go home. Those fertilizer plants are driving me crazy. Why can’t they store dead fish anywhere but on the main street?” And by the time we are on our way home, I am so thankful that I forget what Prov-incetown looks like. The approach is very pretty. The land is flat on either side for a long way, and a pretty view of the bay and ocean is given. The first thing that is seen from a distance is the monument; but the way one tells that he is nearing Provincetown is by passing under the shute of one of the most modern fertilizer plants in New England. When he recovers his breath, he will begin to notice that the houses are getting close together. They are built on the edge of the water and when there is a rough sea, the piazzas would most likely be washed were it not for the big stone breakwater that encircles the whole bay of Provincetown. The road gets very narrow and one has to drive carefully to avoid the “Rubberneck busses” that go back and forth from one end of town to the other, the drivers calling out the names of historical places. At last he comes to the big circle at the end of the road, gets out of his machine and reads the sign that tells him that “This is the first place the Pilgrims stopped,” (which isn’t so, because they stopped first at Eastham). It makes no difference how many times he has been there, he always gets out, reads the sign, looks around, and gets in again. His next place is the monument. To get to the monument, he has to climb a rather steep hill; but when he reaches the top, the whole world lies before him. If he has courage and twenty-five cents, he climbs to the top. From there, a wonderful view is afforded of the ocean and also of the towns nearby. On a clear day, Plymouth can be seen. Most people are content to notice the view from the base of the monument. The wharves and boats on the bay can be seen from here and also a great deal of the town. The new doorstone at the entrance, was brought from East-ham. This is supposed to be where the Pilgrims first landed, but as there are no stones in Eastham, I don’t see how this can be. The next thing to do, if one “does” Provincetown correctly, is to go along the shore and among the artists. There are several art colonies, evenly distributed along the town. One can hardly walk without tipping over an easel. Usually the largest crowds are along the wharves. Some poor fisherman will be made to dress up in his 14 THE QUIVER sou’ wester, put his corncob pipe in his mouth, and stand leaning over an end of a boat. He is supposed to look natural, but a fisherman on dry land never does, and some of the interpretations of him are marvelous to behold. The artists seem pleased if one tells them how well they paint, but if he offers a suggestion, they insinuate that he doesn’t know anything about art and attempt to put him in his place. Some of their costumes would shock a good artist. I suppose they bring about inspiration, but I should think they would scare it away. After one has satisfied himself and his feelings that if he wished to be an artist, he could do as well as anyone he has seen, he strolls to the gift shops. To leave Provincetown without some sort of a souvenir is simply not done, so he saunters into the shops. Here he sees some more creations. Everything that can hold paint is dressed up in some way with the inscription, “A Souvenir of Provincetown.” Quahog shells, long neck clam shells, scollops, and Dutchmen’s shoes are all painted in such a way that if the poor creature wished to return, he would never recognize his old home. There are also pennants, rings, and pins with pictures of the monument. More wooden things with pictures of the monument have “Japan” stamped on them than the name of any other country. He finally decides to buy a pennant to put on the car and lets it go at that. If you are intending to visit Provincetown next summer or at any other time, I strongly advise you not to do it. LOUISE ULLMAN, ’23. MY MOTHER’S HOME. I am going to try to bring to you a picture of my mother’s home. This home is located in the townland of Cappanagera, County Clare, Ireland, nine miles from the town of Ennisi and a two hours’ train ride from the city of Limerick. It is situated on a high hill overlooking the surrounding country. It consists of approximately one hundred and fifty acres of land and was at one time the ancestral home of Mr. Dadd, an English planter, who was forced by bankruptcy to sell his home. The house is built back about fifty yards from the public road and is separated from it by a huge wall made of stone and mortar with a massive iron gate painted white, which is always locked. THE QUIVER 15 Leading up to the house from the gate is a beautiful avenue lined on both sides with giant pine, elm, and ash trees. In front of the house is a charming flower garden with little walks of white stone, which glisten in the sun, and here and there are cozy nooks with little white benches, also of stone, sheltered by rambling rose vines. There is but one low step before a door made of wood and painted dark brown. On the door is a big brass knocker, on which are engraved the coat of arms and the motto of my mother’s people. The house is surrounded by acres of valuable land. On the east side is a large hay yard closed in by a high wall, where the hay, corn, and turf are kept for use during the winter. Some distance beyond this is a small brook, which adds to the charm of the scene. Stretching away to the west is a great farm, where the planting is done. Here also is a large coach house, where the farming implements and the carriages are kept; and here again is a large paddock, where a ferocious bull is confined. At the western extremity is a remarkable spring, from which all the drinking water and all the water used for cooking are taken. This is drawn in great pails every morning and carried to the house for use during the day. Behind the house is the dairy, where the cream is separated and the butter made. Going down a little slope, one sees a large space fenced in, where the cattle graze. There are. perhaps, ten or twelve cows, two horses, twenty-four pigs, and twenty sheep, both black and white, each kind of animal in its own compartment within this enclosure. The northern extremity is the most picturesque. Here is a large river, Abann Sliah, Mountain River, which joins the Shannon. At this point on the river is a beautiful castle, which was formerly the ancient residence of the Obriens, earls of Inchiquin, on the opposite side of which is lovely Inchiquin Lake, a mile in length, with a hill (Cantlay or Countlay), celebrated in legend, rising over its western shore. The lake gives name to the barony of Inchiquin. This view is plainly seen from the northern side of the house. The death of any member of this family was made known to the household a week before its occurrence by the crying of the banshee, famous in Irish tradition, who came to the hank of the river every night and could be heard crying from evening till daybreak. This castle is now untenanted and is gradually falling to decay. The beauty of this Irish home under the light of the moon is a sight long to be remembered. The stillness of the scene in the evening twilight seems to be invoking the blessing of God after the labors of the day. FRANCES M. BETAGH. ’23. 16 THE QUIVER A SHIP O’ FANCY A ship o’ fancy I once did sail, O’er a beautiful amethyst sea; But a wind did blow That wrecks such ships, And my ship o’ fancy It wrecked for me. I Faith was my captain, ; Hope, his mate; But Illusion stood guard O’er the wheel with Fate. • And one dark night, When Faith was not there, The storm did come That wrecked my ship fair. i Though my ship is wrecked, My captain’s left for me, And he still in my dreams Sails that amethyst sea. MILDRED L. BUXTON, ’23. THE QUIVER A MORTAL COMBAT 17 Early one morning last summer, I had gone into my hack yard to look at the garden, when my eye was attracted by what looked like a piece of fine cloth. It was covered with dew drops and sparkled in the early sun. I bent closer to examine it and discovered that it was a spider’s web. It was shaped like a funnel, with the mouth spreading out over the grass like a cloth. The smaller end of the funnel disappeared under a large lettuce leaf. Deep in the tunnel I could see two glistening spots, barely visible to the eye. While I could not see what they were, I knew that they must be the eyes of the spider. What the spider looked like I had no idea. Wishing to see him, I took a small stick and tried to poke him out. Instead of running out, he ran farther into his tunnel. Upon further provocation he disappeared from sight. Looking under the lettuce leaf to see where he had gone, I discovered that there was an opening at the other end of the tunnel, through which he had escaped. Realizing that it would be useless to try to find him, 1 left the web, intending to come again the following morning to learn more. The next morning I was out in the garden very early. The web of the previous day was still there, but it was badly torn and was unoccupied. I was disappointed; but as I looked up, I was pleased again, tor not five feet from the first web was another one. 1 approached cautiously so as not to scare the occupant, if any were there. This time the spider was out in plain sight. His body was of a uniform gray. His legs were of a light shade of brown with darker stripes running in bands. Down his back were also two rows of small, black spots, with a lighter line running between them. The spinnerets protruded about one-eighth of an inch. His head was not much smaller than his abdomen. On the forehead were set two small, glossy, coal-black eyes, between which were clustered four smaller eyes. His mouth was armed by two heavy, powerful fangs. His body fn.m tip to tip was about an inch long. Just then my attention was attracted by the buzzing of a wasp that was hovering over the web. I made a sweep with my hand and succeeded in knocking the wasp into the spider’s web. The conflict that followed was a real combat. The spider rushed towards the wasp, but stopped short as if considering whether it were best to attack or not. The wasp could not get away because she was entangled in the web. She was opening and closing her jaws as if to bite and was also brandishing her dagger. The spider was at an advantage because he could run around, while the wasp was limited in her motions. 18 THE QUIVER The spider made the first attack. He made a quick jump on the wasp and tried to bite her; but the wasp was alert and with a quick motion, snapped off one of the spider’s legs that had come too close to her mouth. The spider got away quickly and began circling the wasp in order to get her off her guard; but the wasp was very vigilant, and the spider could not get a chance to strike at a vital spot. The spic'.er had also to contend with a double armed adversary. The wasp had not only her powerful jaws, but also a sharp, poisoned dagger, a thrust of which would end the spider’s life in a second. It was full five minutes before either succeeded in disposing of his enemy. The spider, after repeated attempts to catch the wasp off her guard, saw a free opening to the wasp’s neck. It took only a second for the spider to ciart at the wasp, sting her with his fangs, and get away. Almost instantly the wasp failed to move. The spider had dealt her a death blow, that had killed her instantly. After a short period of rest, the spider dragged his victim to his den, there to feast on her. He well deserved his repast, for, although victor, he was not unscathed. He was to have his feast after the battle, as the knights of by-gone centuries used to have. To me this was a very interesting experience. When I brushed the wasp into the spider’s web, I had no idea that I should witness a struggle between two of Nature’s fiercest children. REMO RAM ELLA, ’23. ORIGINAL MYTHS I Why Bees Buzz Many, many years ago, in northern Asia, there lived a good king He owned a large forest, about five miles from his palace, in which he frequently hunted. In the middle of this forest was a large tree with a bench below it, where the hunters would rest when they were tired. In this tree there lived a bee, but the king did not know it. The bee’s home was not much higher than three or four feet from the bench, and many times the bee had looked from his little home upon the tired hunters. One day the king, after a long hunt, came and sat under this tree. After a while, he fell asleep. He had been sleeping about two hours THE QUIVER YOUNG AMBITION 19 It happened a long time ago, when my brother was but a little hoy. It was before the invention of the modern watering cart. The old style cart had a wonderful fascination for little Tom. lie used to like to follow it around the streets, but his sense of direction was not very well developed. One day came the tragic ending. Tom got lost and was duly brought home by a policeman. Upon his arrival, he was spanked in good American fashion and was told never to go near the watering cart again. During the sobbing which usually follows such an operation, Tom jumped from his chair and dashed into the parlor. My mother happened to look into the room a few minutes later, and behold! there stood Tom, eagerly watching the watering cart going by. EILEEN V. GILCHRIST. “PARTLY INSURED.” When 1 was about five years old, my brother had a friend who lived on a farm. One windy night in March, his house w'as partially destroyed by fire. The following day, my brother read from the newspaper, “The building was partly covered by insurance.” I listened, pondered a while, then asked, “Which part was covered by insurance— the part that burned, or the other one?” Everyone laughed long and loudly. I wondered why. It was not until several years later that I understood. LAUREATE E. TKINQUE, ’23 CUTTING A TOOTH. When I was about six years old and my sisters insisted that I was too small to go anyw'here with them, I often spent a great deal of my lime enjoying the company of the baby, Ruth Blake, who lived next door. One day I was cutting paper dolls for her. and my ow n. benefit, when the telephone bell rang. It was her father, w'ho w’orked out of town, calling. He inquired how' the baby was. Mrs. Blake replied: “She hasn’t been feeling very well. I think she is cutting a tooth.” I overheard this, so I reassuringly called out, “No, she isn’t, Mrs. Blake. I’ve got the scissors.” VERONICA MANNING, ’23. 20 THE QUIVER THE QUIVER 21 (Continued from page 18) when he felt a sting on his hand and awoke, to see a huge, venomous reptile gliding away. He looked around and saw the bee, which told him that he had been just in time to save his life. The king still felt the sting on his hand. In gratitude to the bee, he gave him many gifts, lie also gave him and his descendants the power to buzz, so that in saving other people, they could do so without stinging them. NINO FERRARI, ’26. II Why the Lily Droops Her Head Many years ago, when people believed in worshipping gods and goddesses, there dwelt in a huge castle the little princess Adrianne. Although she was surroundeu with almost every luxury, she was not content, but longed for a companion. Her step-sister, Helen, was very cruel to her and tried in every way to get rid of her. One day, while Adrianne was running away from Helen, she saw coming toward her a wonderful chariot driven by a youth very richly clothed. He stopped and asked what her trouble was. Before the princess could answer, Helen, who had caught up to her, told him that Adrianne had disobeyed the laws of the gods and deserved to be punished. Jason, the youth, said nothing, but seized Adrianne in his arms and bore her away with him. They traveled far up into the clouds, and Adrianne stared around in wonder. Jason then told her that he was the son of one of the gods a.id knew that her sister had lieJ. Adrianne poured out her whole : lory to Jason, telling him that she had never been happy in the castle. Jason said that he would grant her any request. She wished to become a beautiful lily which bloomed in the sunshine, for she knew that she could at least be away from the dreaded castle. Xo sooner had she said this than the change occurred; but because of her many troubles. Jason could not make her entirely happy, and so her head was drooped. Helen, her wicked sister, did not escape punishment, however, for Jason immediately hastened to the castle, and, telling her that it never paid to tell a lie, changed her into a large, ugly toad. He then went to Mt. Olympus and tenderly watched over the little lily, which bloomed on the earth in the sunshine. LOUISE ARNOLD, ’26. 22 THE QUIVER A LOST CHILD When I was two years old, we lived on a farm in Uxbridge. One afternoon, about two o’clock, I had been out of sight for several minutes when Mother missed me. She went outdoors, looked for me, called me. but got no reply. Horrified, she ran to Father and told him that I was nowhere to be found. There were six men working on the farm. Dad called them together and assigned a different direction to each one, telling them they must look for the lost child. All the family joined. The hired men searched the woods, while Father and Mother inquired at the neighbors’. At four o’clock, Mother was so tired and worried that she was forced to go home. Before entering the house, she decided to pick up a comforter which had been spread on the law n for an airing before being stored away for the summer. Accordingly, she lifted one corner. To her great surprise, she espied two little shoes. It took but another second to pull up the comforter. There I lay— peacefully sleeping! The men, by this time, had grown tired of searching in vain. It was a great relief to them when Dad told them, “The lost is found.” LAURETTE E. TRINQUE, ’23. MY COMING TO AMERICA. My parents and I lived in Northern France. For a number of years, my father had dreamed of the land of America, the land of wonders, the land of riches, as everybody said. Finally, in 1913, he decided to join one of my aunts, who had already been here for a few years. We reached Le Havre, the city where we w'ere to embark; and when I saw the huge ship, I wondered how it could float. Such a weight! As I got on the ship, I felt happy and gay; but when I heard the engine and saw that we were getting away from the land, I felt an emotion seize me, something I could not explain, and although I was but seven years old. every detail will remain engraved upon my memory all my life. The first day on board was pleasant; but from the second on, my father and I were seasick and had to stay on deck all the time. My mother alone could go to the dining room. All my father and I had was air, and all we could see was waves, waves, waves! The scenery was not very beautiful, although not so lonesome as one would think. At last, after six days and a half of such a sight, we perceived the Statue of Liberty. As we landed, we looked around anxiously for my THE QUIVER 23 aunt, who was supposed to be waiting for us; but to our great surprise and disappointment, we did not find anybody. We learned later that she had accepted a position in Chicago a week before and had gone without knowing anything of our arrival. By luck, we met an agent of a French hotel, to which we were taken and where arrangements were made for our going to Lawrence. When we arrived at the South Station, Boston, we were greatly embarrassed, for we did not know where to go; but we knew that we i.ad to get to the North Station. How we happened to find our way is still a mystery to me. When we got on the elevated car, it was so full that 1 had to stand; and when it started, it gave such a jerk that I fell on the floor. Just think how you would have felt, a foreigner, not dressed like the others, not able to talk English, and having everybody looking and laughing at you! When we reached the North Station, we were greatly surprised, because we thought at first that we were in the same station as before—they look so much alike. My father then took his railroad ticket and showed the name of the city to which we wanted to go to one of the employees. Then, my father, taking out his watch, gave it to him. We were fortunate enough to have met a man of good-will, who understood what we wanted. He turned the hands of the watch to the time that the train was to start. We got on the train and arrived in Lawrence at eleven o’clock at night. Misfortune surely followed 11s to the last minute, for another of my aunts, who lived in that city, was not there. We showed the address to which we wanted to go to a taxi-man, who took us there. At the door, we found the telegram we had sent from New York. My aunt was in bed. hen she got up and we entered the house, we sighed, for at last, after all our misfortunes, we were safe and sound in this so-much-desired country. You, Reader, will probably find this a queer story and perhaps humorous; but it is true, and for us. at that time, it was 110 laughing matter, for we wondered if we should ever get here safely. ANDRE A. BRUYERE. '23. “THE QUIVER” The Quiver is a jolly book. It draws from you a second look. Buy one every single year. And own a library of good cheer. VALMA GILPIN, ’23. 24 THE QUIVER AT MRS. FORRESTER’S APARTMENT I looked up at the friezes on the walls and the carvings on the dome high above me and tried to imagine myself a carefree marble figure regarding the plodding students below. “Widener Library is such a beautiful place!” I was thinking. Resolutely I brought myself back to the large reading room, with its rows of smooth tables and chairs, with backs which cause one to straighten up, slide down, and nearly stand on one's head, in the effort to secure comfort, the shelves of reserved books against the walls, the wide, open French windows. Such an expanse of space and coolness! Wearily I turned hack to the volumes of Milton, Browne, Cowley, and the rest. Usually 1 enjoye:l my reading, but this was the day before “exams,” and I had about ten v ulmes to read. (I had time to read the introductions of the ten books!) I was deeply buried in an introduction, when a voice said, “Miss Randall, I’m having several students at my apartment tonight to discuss the exam. Won’t you come, too?” The voice belonged to Mrs. Forrester, a student in my “Comp” class. She went home then, and I was to follow an hour later. Fashionably late. I found the apartment and joined the company. There were five of us in all, and such a company of oddly assorted people is not picked every day. Mrs. Forrester, our hostess, is an English-woman about fifty, I should think, although her hair is a lovely golden and her skin still girlish. Mr. McIntyre is a tall, fat man about thirty-five. He is principal of a Massachusetts high school and reminded me a great deal of former Superintendent Mowry. Mr. Gainer, a law student at the University of Pennsylvania, is good-natured. but uglv-looking, somewhat like a Boston bulldog. He uses very bad grammar and slang which savors of ranches and cowboys. Eleanor Lewis, a tall, stout girl with a suspicion of a moustache, is a little older than I. She is interesting, wore a blue suit, which made her look fatter than ever, the entire six weeks, has a sense of humor “disgustingly well developed, as she styles it. and wrote the best themes in the class. We were there for work, as Mr. McIntyre had frequently to remind some one of us. Using “Woody’s” text-book, Mr. McIntyre, going around in a circle, asked us questions, the most foolish ones sometimes, true schoolmaster style! My companions amused me almost to tears by their flattery. They had a misplaced faith, rightly deserved by Miss Lewis, in my literary powers. She had a delightful way of narrating the most trivial incidents so that they appeared funny and important. After we had finished reviewing, we were invited to the quaint dining-room, which had gray painted furniture THE QUIVER 25 and blue dishes. We talked to our soul’s satisfaction, without being pulled up short by Mr. McIntyre’s “Back to lessons!’’ We were served a delicious drink in slim glasses. It was grapejuice with fruit floating on top and picturesque mint standing up in it. There was a large cake covered with light chocolate frosting. The inside was brown and white checked. Mrs. Forrester brought in her “roomie,’’ Mrs. Page of the Virginia Pages, who had been packing. She was a school chum of Mrs. Forrester and was very aristocratic and white-haired and always wore a tight l and on her neck. She had a rich-looking emerald ring, which immediately interested me. Her father was the professor who started Harvard Summer School. A widow, she had come to Harvard because her sixteen-year-old son was getting ahead of her in French! She did not know whether she would send her boy to Harvard. although his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather had gone there. I imagine that she is a mother any boy would worship. The conversation changed from one subject to another and back to the first. Mrs. Forrester, who had traveled much, told us of her life in India, her meeting with Ghandi. As she spoke of her first husband, I presume she has had more than one. She was taking the course to help her in writing, but she had received discouraging marks. If she could only write as well as she could talk! The next week she was going to Bar Harbor to give several lectures. I expected that Mrs. Forrester would be very broad-minded, but she was not. in some things, at least. She and I had some friendly, hot arguments, she said that as old as she was, she would not go to dinner alone with a man. As for “flappers’—?! ! Last spring, when she came from England, she went to the best hotel in San Francisco. She looked around at her companions and asked what kind of a place it was. She said she would rather go to a cheap restaurant where there were no “flappers.” She disapproved of bobbed hair, because “Beautiful hair is woman’s crowning beauty.” It was getting late, and we had to drag ourselves from the interesting discussion. As I was going. Mrs. Page did “not like the way my hat was over one eye,” but did like my pearl bracelet, and if ever I came to Washington, I must call on her. Mr. McIntyre. Mr. Gainor. and Miss Lewis walked with me to my apartment. As another discussion was on. I asked them up to finish it. Until midnight we talked and discussed and argued. Mr. McIntyre told us of days on the ranches when he was a boy. I do not mean to call him a liar, but really I cannot believe he lived on ranches and did the things he said and yet is the sort of man he is. It sounded more characteristic to hear him remark that he would bring his mother next summer and they would take an apartment. Mr. Gainor loves O. Henry. Miss Lewis told 26 THE QUIVER stories of the West. I was disappointed when she declared her intention of training for a nurse, writing as a side line. Mrs. Forrester had suggested that if we had a theme in “exam,” we should write our impressions of that evening. We did not. however. have a theme. I wish that they might see my impressions of each of them. Oh. to see what each individual thinks of me! GLADYS V. E. RANDALL. ’23. TO THE BROOK TROUT In brooks clear as silver. In nooks out of sight, You’re forever a-quiver, F'rom morning till night. Marked like the rainbow, Gorgeous and bright; You're ever lying low Out of my sight. Famed by old Walton, Sought by all men, Elusive and wanton, With expressionless mien Pride of your captors. Lucky are they, Who from your covert Lure you away. Oh! Fontinalis, Oft have I tried To lure or enchant you. Here to my side. Of fishes most wondrous, Of which poets sing. Brook trout. I salute you, You are the king. REMO RAM I'LL A, ’23 Cross Country Champions 1922 Basketball 1922-23 THE QUIVER 27 FINAL VOL. XLVIII NO. XXXVI EXTRA ROME, ITALY—IDES OF MARCH, XLIV, BC. THE ROMAN CHRONICLE Popilius A. Strato, Manager and Editor XVIII Pages in Today’s Paper II Sections Price: % Drachmas in Rome Elsewhere, I Drachma JULIUS CAESAR, THE GREAT, STABBED TO DEATH IN SENATE HOUSE. Band ci Conspirators, Amang Whom ere Marcus Brutus and Cassius, Make Rents in Caesar’s Body CAESAR’S DYING WORDS ARE. “ET TU, BRUTE! THEN, FALL, CAESAR.” Rome, Italy—Ides of March, XLIV, B.C. Julius Caesar, Dictator cf Rome, was stabbed to death this morning at the Capitol by a group of conspirators headed by Cassius and Brutus, both prominent Senators, and the latter a beloved friend of Caesar. The tragedy occurred when the conspirators surrounded him as though to present a bill, and Casca stabbed him in the neck. Caesar turned to defend himself, but seeing Brutus with uplifted dagger among them, he cried. “Et tu. Brute.’’ and wrapping himself in his toga, fell under the further thrusts of the conspirators before the other Senators could help him. It is believed that a republican government may be formed with Brutus at the head, but for the present, little is known about it. since no definite plans have been made. An interview with Calpurnia. Caesar’s wife, was secured this morning. She was overcome with grief, as she had begged Caesar to remain at home. He had also been warned twice by a soothsayer that the Ides of March would be a fatal day for him. Funeral services will be held at the Forum this afternoon. PETER DICKEY, ’25. CHESTER COLA, ’25, Editors. THE QUIVER ALADDIN’S LAMP If I could have Aladdin’s lamp, Oh! if only for a day, What wonders I would rub from it. Just as the fairy books say! I’d rub a fairy house in Spain, A garden, woods, and seas, And purple mountains tipped with gold. And a whispering summer breeze. And in the woods, there would be birds And flowers of every kind; And in the seas (like tales of old) The mermaids we should find. Oh! I could rub up many things. Too many things to name, If I could have Aladdin’s lamp And the power that gave it fame. MILDRED L. BUXTON, '23. THE MOUNTAINS Up from the valleys they rise, Stately, majestic, grand, Seeming to reach the skies, The greatest in all the land. Down in the valley we live Without a thought of fear; Protection to us they give Throughout the whole long year. CATHERINE QUINN, ’26. THE QUIVER 29 The High School Orchestra has been under the direction of Mrs. W alter Sharkey during the past year. It consists of: N. Taylor, pianist; R. Sheahan, H. Wilson, cornetists; E. Gleason, G. Savaria. A. pradel, M. W alling, U. Smith, B. Messere, J. Rich, violinists; L. Pierce, flutist; J. Nasse, W. Kellogg, mandolin players; F. Allen, drums; A. Ingraham, cellist; B. Engelbach, A. Bruyere, saxophone players. The orchestra played at the Annual Banquet of the Alumni held in the High School on December 28; at the play, Come Out of the Kitchen.” on the evenings of February 12 and 13; at the observation of Educational W eek, which was held in the High School Hall on Wednesday. December 6; at the Woonsocket Teachers’ Association in Elks’ hall on Tuesday evening, February 20; and at the Arbor Day exercises at school. On December 26 the Seniors held their Annual Dance. The hall was prettily decorated in green and red, with evergreen wreaths used to good advantage. McDonald’s Orchestra furnished music for the occasion. The patronesses were Mrs. M. A. Hough, Mrs. Richard Dowling. Mrs. M. J. Neville, and Mrs. Morton Nelson. The Junior Class held its annual dance in the Assembly Hall on Apirl 6. The hall was decorated with the class colors, red and gold. McDonald’s Orchestra played for the occasion. The patronesses were Mrs. W. J. Dumas, Mrs. D. J. Peloquin, Mrs. C. A. Feeley. and Mrs. D. B. Cook. On April 18. sixty pupils from Mr. Rodger’s Civics classes journeyed to Providence to visit the Capitol. They went up into the dome, visited the Senate and Representative rooms, and were served a luncheon in the basement. The outstanding feature of the trip was a short, personal talk given to the students by Hon. W;illiam Flynn, Governor of Rhode Island. Thirty pupils of Mr. Murphy's Senior Chemistry Classes went to Pawtucket on April 19. Here they visited the Pawtucket Gas Wrorks 30 THE QUIVER and the Central Falls Meter Repairing Works. All expenses were most generously paid by the Blackstone Valley Gas Electric Company. The Girls’ Glee Club, formerly directed by Mrs. Walter Sharkey, has. since her resignation, been under the direction of Miss Florence Charland. The Club includes the Misses Bennet. Bicknell, Billings. Blecber. Briggs. E. Brown. G. Brown, Connor, C. Crowley, T. Crowley Cunningham. Dartt. Friedrich. M. Getchell, V. Gilpin, G. Golden. I. Golden. Hamlin, Harris, Hunt, Kane. King. Logan. Long, I. Loveland, Lynch E. Nelson, Osborn, B. Randall, Redfern, Reid, E. Rickard, Robertshaw, M. Ryan, Savaria, W alling, and Zimmerman. “Come Out of the Kitchen,” a three-act comedy, was presented by tne Woonsocket Teachers’ Association and the Woonsocket High School on Monday, February 12, and Tuesday, February 13. in the High School Assembly Hall. It was directed by Mr. Benjamin W Brown, Dramatic Director, Brown University. The cast: Thomas Lefferts, statistical poet............ Olivia Daingerfield. alias Jane Ellen........ Elizabeth Raingerfield, abas Araminta........ Mrs. Falkener, Tucker’s sister............... Cora Falkener, her daughter.................. Amanda, Olivia’s black mammy................. Burton Crane, from the North.............. Soldon Tucker, his attorney and guest..... Paul Daingerfield, alias Smithfield....... Charles Daingerfield. alias Brindlebury... Randolph Weeks, agent of the Daingerfields Nickerson Taylor, ’23 . .Andre Bruyere. ’23 .. .John Gilchrist, ’24 ----John Ullman, ’24 Alfred Teachman, ’23 . .William Rizzini, ’24 . .Gladys Randall, ’23 Miss Sibley, W. T. A. • •. .Miss McCabe, W. T. A. Margaret Kearns. ’23 . • - Mabel Hunter,'’23 THE QUIVER cl Andre Bruyere; Vice-President, Edith King; Secretary, Margaret Kearns ; Treasurer, Matilda Robertshaw; Chairman of Program Committee, Lucien Schneider; Aids, Evelyn Pratt and George Pratt. Mr. Spratt and Miss I aviolette are honorary members. There have been business meetings every Thursday afternoon in the Lecture Room.and social meetings every last Sunday of the month at the homes of the various members. The members are: R. Blecher, A. Bicknell, E. Briggs, T. Crowley, R. Heath, M. Murphy, B. Friedrichs, L. Schlansk . H. Tetu, L. Trinque, M. McDonough, V. Gilpin, G. Randall, G. Guy-ette, N. Wright, W. Peloquin, S. Emidy, and R. Dowling. On Saturday, May 5th, Miss Uaviolette chaperoned a group of Senior and Junior girls to Providence. There the girls went to Pembroke Hall and heard an excellent address by the Dean. Afterwards, they were taken through the dormitories, the gymnasium, and Pembroke Hall and got a glimpse of the college life there. In May, a debate was held between rooms 7 and 9. The proposition was: Should the United States enter the League of Nations? It was won by the affirmative side. The members of that team were Leslie Arnold, Florence Terkel, Sarah Baker and Prescott Brown, alternate; negative, Ralph Wardle, Mary Mowry, Bertrand Mongeon, and Helen McMichael, alternate. During the present year the Freshman commercial class has held a number of spelling matches, in which division 1C has been against division ID. Each class has been victorious about the same number of times. The commercial geography class 2C has subscribed to Current Events and during the latter part of the year a part of one recitation a week has been taken from this paper. A splendid exhibit of silk manufacture as prepared by the Cheney Brothers, silk manufacturers, has been received in the geography department from Miss Jennie Ballou. The Declamation Contest this year was held at Mansfield. Woonsocket was represented by Florence Terkel, who gave “The Letter.” and Leslie Arnold, “The Spell of the Yukon.” Franklin High won first place. Both speakers for W. H. S. took third place. Mr. Craven Laycock, Dean of Dartmouth College, recently spoke to the school most interestingly and gave us some very profitable advice. The main point of his address was that high school students should be ready for whatever opportunities may come to them. The Freshman divisions in Domestic Science have, once a week, during portions of May and June, served ice cream and cake after school to the faculty. Every Wednesday, beginning with May 2. the members of the Junior class in cooking have served luncheon to two 32 THE QUIVER teachers during the regular lunch period. The girls have taken turns as host and hostess, cooks, waitresses, and housekeepers. Dr. Craig, of Brown University, recently addressed the student body on the subject of education and the future of America. During the year, we have received the “Tech Review,” the Technical High School of Providence ; “The Lever.” Colorado Springs High School; and the “Aquilo,” the Ricker Classical Institute of Houlton. Maine. In May, the school was addressed by Dr. William F. Barry on his recent trip to South America. He told of many interesting experiences and left at the school some pictures of Rio de Janeiro and also a number of mounted South American butterflies and scarabs. The Eastern Association Convention met in Providence at the Rhode Island State Armory during the first week in May. The chief feature was the exhibition of drawings and handcraft art. The contributions from Woonsocket High School consisted of decorated boxes made by K. Lynch, M. Murphy, E. Pratt. Juniors; C. Heaslio. k. Callahan, Sophomores; block-printed duvetyn handbags bv F. P.etagh, M. Buxton, F. Callanan, S. Donahue. A.Gorovitz, F. Haber-stick, V. Manning, M. Owens, Grace Randall, Seniors; decorated theme cases by A. Gorovitz, F. Haberstick, M. Owens, Seniors On December 28. 1922. an Alumni Banquet and Reunion was held at the High School. After the banquet, in the gymnasium, a social hour and entertainment were enjoyed in the Assembly Hall. The features of the evening were tenor solos by Mr. Carlton Scott of the Brown University Glee Club; a talk by Mr. Spratt; a monologue by Mr. Joseph Kimber; and a historv of the High School, written and read by Mr. George E. Smith and illustrated by stereoptic n views of past superintendents, principals, and classes. Music was furnished bv the High School Orchestra. Despite very bad weather, there was a large attendance. The Chairmen of the committees in charge were: Banquet Com mittee. W alter Flynn ; Program Committee, Florence P. Mowrv ; Pub-hcity. Paul Smith; Reception Committee. Mrs. Zeuner jenks. Frederick S. Brown is President of the Alumni Association. French Translation: “They sat round a square table. W. Walsh: “How could they?” Pupil, giving oral theme : months old.” His father died when he was eighteen THE QUIVER LIBRARY NOTES 23 A subscription to “The Tribune” was given this spring by Mr. Joseph Trinque, ’97. “Kodakery” has been given to the library by Robert Cummings, ’24. Fourteen magazines have been subscribed to by the library this war. The “North American Review,” “Radio News,” and “The Open Road” are the only new ones added to the list of last year. “The National Geographic Magazine” was given by Miss Mary J. O’Donnell. '09. Five other magazines were frequently donated by friends. 150 books have been added this year. Of these, 16 were given by Charles Reed, ’25, the G. A. R., Louise Feeley, T7, Eileen Gleason. ’23. Buell W. Hudson, ’20. Miss Elizabeth Reed, Woonsocket Mother’s Club, Welt ha G. Walling, ’23. and Mr. Fred M. Buxton. We now have about 2.525 books. From October 2, 1922, to May 15, 1923, 3,880 books and magazines were taken for home use from our library. A new rack for encyclopaedias was made for the library by the boys of the Manual Training School. TYPEWRITING NOTES The Senior class in Typewriting has won many awards this year for both accuracy and speed. The Underwood Company sent to the school a Roll of Honor, on which are written the names of those who made the highest rate of speed on tests sent each month from the New York office of the Company. Those whose names are on the Roll of Honor this year are: January, Mabel Hunter, 51 words per minute; February, Annie Dunn, 62 words, Mabel Hunter, 62 words; March. Annie Dunn and Mabel Hunter, 62 words per minute for ten minutes, without error, accuracy test; April. Minnie Norman, 63 words; May. Mabel Hunter. 61 words per minute. Silver medals for a rate of speed of 60 words per minute for fifteen minutes have been awarded to: Mabel Hunter, Minnie Norman. I aurette Trinque, of the Senior class, and to Miss Mayer, clerk in the principal’s office. In the Junior class, Dora Swartz has won every award that the Seniors have tried for this year. She won the Remington Gold Medal in November, and in May, the Silver Medal award on the Underwood. Bronze bars for writing 50 words per minute have been awarded to: Esther Briggs, Florence Callanan. Jennie Castleman, Rosamond Cunningham, Annie Dunn, Mabel Hunter. Gertrude Levein, Rebecca Macktaz, Minnie Norman, Margaret Prior and Laurette Trinque. 34 THE QUIVER Gold medals for accuracy on the Remington have been won by: Florence Callanan, Clara Brown, Annie Dunn, Mabel Hunter. Gertrude Levein and Minnie Norman. Remington card cases were awarded to: Clara Brown. Jennie Castleman, Annie Dunn. Elsie Gobeille. Kathleen Grady. Mabel Hunter. Margaret Kearns. Gertrude Levein, Rebecca Macktaz. Louise Martell, Margaret McDonough. Eloise Nelson, Margaret Prior. Laurette Tetreault, Laurette Trinque. Underwood bronze medals were awarded to: Esther Briggs. Clara Brown, Florence Callanan, Jennie Castleman, Rosamond Cunningham. Annie Dunn, Eileen Gilchrist, Elsie Gobeille, Kathleen Grady, Mabel Hunter, Margaret Kearns, Gertrude Levein, Rebecca Macktaz, Louise Martell. Margaret McDonough. Eloise Nelson, Minnie Norman. Margaret Prior, Grace Randall, Daniel Sheehan,' Laurette Trinque. Eula Bennett, Weltha Walling, Ruth Widmer. In the Junior class in Typewriting, Remington card cases have been awarded to: Rose Kane and Dora Swartz. Underwood bronze medals to: Edith King, Dora Swartz and Beatrice Zimmerman. Certificates were awarded to: Abbie Bicknell, Rebecca Blecher. Ethel Brown, Mary Dailey. Beatrice Friedrichs, Dorothy Gibson. Gertrude Golden, Rose Kane, Edith King, Ida Loveland, Margaret Manning, Madonna Mulligan, Dorothy Osborne, Alice Partridge. Arthur Pressman. Evelyn Pratt. Matilda Robertshaw, Mary Ryan. Louis Schlansky. Dora Swartz. Beatrice Zimmerman. In Stenography, the highest rank goes to Annie Dunn, who passed final examinations with an average of 98%. Miss Norman passed with 96%. EXAMINATIONS Before examinations. I studied hard and long; Debated on their usefulness, whether they were right or wrong; Construction I pored over with eager, anxious eye ; But thought, “We’ll not have this problem; I think I’ll pass it by.’’ The night before the dreaded day, I studied, crammed,” and read • And in my dreams plots, triangles, and verbs danced through my head; Lut on the fateful morrow when I scanned the papers through, I saw (perhaps the same thing has sometime come to you) That all the things I’d studied most had not been written there While all the things I’d let slip by were visible everywhere. MABEL HUDSON, 25. THE QUIVER 35 FOOTBALL The opening game of the football season was at New Bedford, which always has a strong team. The score was a tie, 0 to 0. During the season, Pawtucket, Hope, and Woonsocket contested for the championship. The last game was played at Clinton Oval between Hope and Woonsocket. Hope won 7-0, thus winning the championship. Out of 9 games played, Woonsocket won 5. The good work of Lussier, A. Welles, Wright, and Murray was largely responsible for this. The most favorable score for Woonsocket was 46-0 in a game with Classical. On October 20, the squad played East Greenwich with only four of the regular men. This undoubtedly accounts for our defeat. There were approximately 30 candidates for the squad. No injuries were received. The letter men were: Captain Wright, Mes-sere, Owens, A. Welles, Murray, Tanguay, Redding, Lussier, G. Welles, Schneider. R. Dowling. Lorinsky, Ketover, Peloquin, Cloutier, Dumas, Hoyle, Fox, N. Taylor, Mgr. The score: Sept. 23 at New Bedford 0- 0 29 vs. East Providence 0- 0 Oct. 6 vs. Hope 7- 6 13 at Cranston 6- 0 20 at East Greenwich 0- 6 25 vs. Pawtucket 6- 6 Nov. 3 at Classical 46- 0 10 at West Warwick 38- 0 17 vs. Hope 0- 7 36 THE QUIVER BASKETBALL The basketball season opened December 15, 1922, with Cumberland High School. The schedule for the year was; Dec. 15 Woonsocket vs. Cumberland 61 9 19 Woonsocket vs. Brown Freshmen 24 27 29 W'oonsocket vs. Alumni 23 17 Jan. 5 Woonsocket vs. Fitchburg 39 31 12 Woonsocket at Rogers 13 35 16 Woonsocket vs. Franklin 34 18 19 Woonsocket vs. Providence Technical 48 5 23 Woonsocket at Pawtucket 24 7 26 Woonsocket vs Rogers 25 21 Feb. 2 Woonsocket vs. Worcester Classical 55 38 6 oonsocket vs. Providence College Freshmen 50 22 9 Woonsocket vs. Worcester Commerce 34 28 16 Woonsocket at Franklin 24 22 17 Woonsocket at Uxbridge 54 19 22 Woonsocket at Fitchburg 30 32 23 Woonsocket vs. Pawtucket 31 14 27 Woonsocket vs. Worcester North High 31 34 Mar. 2 Woonsocket vs. Uxbridge 54 19 6 Woonsocket vs. Blackstone 49 12 9 W'oonsocket vs. East Greenwich Academy 46 18 17 W'oonsocket vs. Montpelier 17 23 George Welles was captain of the team, and Ermineo Messere. manager. Under Mr. Murphy’s coaching, the team proved to be one of the best that has ever represented Woonsocket High School on the basketball court. Among the teams defeated were Fitchburg, the champions of New England. Rogers, one of the entries at the Tufts Tournament, Worcester Commerce, the strongest team of Worcester, and both Franklin and Uxbridge, old rivals of W. H. S. One of the greatest honors which came to our team was that Woonsocket High was one of the two teams chosen from Rhode Island to compete in the Tufts Tournament, held at Tufts College, Medford, Mass, to determine the best basketball teams of New England high schools. The men who won letters were: Capt. G. Welles, A. Welles. Wright, Peloquin, R. Dowling. Rizzini, Lussier, Mgr, E. Messere. CROSS COUNTRY Early last fall. Mr. Murphy called out candidates for the Cross Country Team. The faithful practice of the team was worth while. THE QUIVER c7 for Woonsocket won the annual Cross Country Meet of the Rhode Island Interscholastic League held at Roger Williams Park. Woonsocket is proud of its record, for we have won the Cross Country Meet four times curing the last five years. Our team finished as follows: R. Dowling—1, A. Smith—7, J. Gilchrist—10, H. Tetu—11. SENIOR TRACK Woonsocket High took second place with 38] 2 points at the Senior Track Meet at Andrews Field. Peloquin was the mainstay of Woonsocket, winning 18 2 points. We took first, second, and third in the low hurdles, and first in the discus throw. Wright won second place in the hammer throw, making a new school record, and Peloquin and Wright won second and third places respectively in the shotput, making another school record. Arthur Smith came in second in the mile run. Zocca and A. Welles won second and third place in the 220-yard dash. Tetu took second place in the low hurdles. The contest from the first was between Pawtucket and Woonsocket, the other teams falling behind. Only 11 men comprised our team. JUNIOR TRACK At the Junior Track Meet held May 19 at Andrews Field in Providence, Woonsocket won fifth place with 11.2 points. Zocca won first place in the 100-yard dash and also in the 220. Hoard got fourth place in the half-mile run. Zocca set a new Junior record in the track and won 10 points out of the 112 for Woonsocket. The men who represented Woonsocket were Zocca, Hoard, Bryden, Bruyere, and Fox. INTERCLASS MEZT The Interclass Meet, instituted by Mr. Murphy last year, was held again this year in April and is likely to become an annual event, as it is very valuable in arousing interest in track. The Seniors won, the Juniors were second, Sophomores, third, and Freshmen, last. RHODE ISLAND STATE MEET This year was the first time that Woonsocket High has competed in the Rhode Island State Meet held at Kingston. Woonsocket made a fine showing, winning third place with 22points. The score was: High hurdles, Peloquin, 1st; low hurdles. Peloquin, 1st, Tetu, 4th; one mile, Dowling, 3rd; shot put, Peloquin, 2nd, Wright, 3rd; 220 yard dash, Zocca, 4th; high jump, Peloquin, 1st; broad jump, Peloquin, 4th. 33 THE QUIVER BASEBALL Up to the time the “Quiver” went to press, Woonsocket was holding its own in baseball. Out of 11 games played, Woonsocket won 5 and tied 1, with several others very close. Mr. Ladd coached the team, Guyette was manager, and Lorinsky was captain. The scores: Classical 5- 5 Hope 4-10 W. Warwick 15- 2 Pawtucket 8- 7 E. Providence 5- 8 Cranston 4- 5 Technical 10- 8 Worcester Commerce 7- 0 Classical 9-10 Hope 5- 8 W. Warwick 20- 4 THE BASEBALL GAME The first game of the season, Was played with Classical High; And when the final score was made, We found it was a tie. Two boys had proved without a doubt, That wise old saying’s true, That one space can be occupied By one boy, but not two. Our catcher, Jimmy Murray, Was rushing for the ball, When suddenly Lorinsky rushed. Result—a smashing fall. Poor Murray from the wreckage Was pulled ’mid dust and smoke, And much to his dismay, and ours, We found his nose was “broke.” JOHN B. HARRIS, ’23. THE QUIVER TENNIS 39 William Ingraham, ’20, won the National Junior Championship with Arnold Jones of Providence. He was on the combined Harvard ;;nd Vale Tennis Teams, which defeated Oxford and Cambridge last summer. He received a major H for being on this team. He also won the Rhode Island Clay Court Championship. Arthur Ingraham, Jr., won the Massachusetts Junior Singles and was ranked third in the New England Junior Singles. Andrew Clark Ingraham won the Boys’ Championship of Rhode Island in both singles and doubles. He was ranked fifteenth in the Boys’ National Singles. Miss Bartley: “And what did he have on his head?” J. F......e,'dryly: “Hair.” Mr. Murphy: “How does sound travel through the air?” F. D..............e : “By echo.” Mr. Murphy: “Well, I’m talking to you, but I hope it isn't my spirit you hear.” Translation in French 213: French: “Un gros soupir de resignation.” A. Billings (translating): “A big supper of resignation.” Mr. Rodgers: “Where are hogs found in United States?” D..........n: “Hog Island.” Miss Lafond: “What is the present participle of ‘savoir’?” V. T.......o: “Sachet.” Latin 1A: P. F.......e: “ ‘Postera die’ means after day.” Miss Lafond : “Not exactly.” P. F.......e: “Then it means night.” Miss Mowry: “Where can I find something about amusements for a children’s party?” M. B......n: “In the book on the third shelf in that case in the library.” 40 THE QUIVER ’89—Wendell A. Mowry is now superintendent of schools in Taunton, Mass. 92—James Larkin, who lives in Redding, Cal., visited Woonsocket recently. 92—Mr. and Mrs. Charles E. Cook observed their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary on November 9, 1922, at their home on Great Road. Mrs. Cook was formerly Hannah S. Walling. Nine of the members of her class attended the reception. ’92—Seven members of the class, four husbands, and three children attended the wedding of Mr. George H. Carr and Mary Augusta Rhodes, the class baby,” at Providence, on September sixteenth, 1922. 95—Frank W. Buxton is managing editor for the “Boston Herald.” ’96—John J. Mee was recently elected City Solicitor of Woonsocket. ’97—Amey J. Cook, who spent several months of last year in Spain, has resumed her teaching in Technical High, Providence. She gave a lecture on Spain recently at the Universalist Church. ’98—Herbert L. Carpenter is now Attorney-General for the State of Rhode Island. ’02 Henri Morin, who is a foreign representative for the Chaplain Silk Mills of W hitehall, N. Y., spent part of the winter in this city. 05—Joseph C. Emidy has been elected Judge of the Probate Court. '06—Mrs. Florence (Joslin) Gallup is one of the chairmen in charge of the Bradford Endowment Drive. ’ll—Annie F. Reynolds is living in St. Catherine, Ontario. 11—Howard W. Green is a Sanitary Engineer, working with the Rockefeller Foundation in Porto Rico. He has been spending a vacation in W’oonsocket. THE QUIVER 41 ’13—Byron Hudson, a prominent tenor singer, plans to make his headquarters in Woonsocket next season, booking engagements here and traveling to and from this city. He spent this season with the New York Symphony Orchestra. Besides doing concert work, he has been making records for the Edison Company. ’15—Marie Meister is employed as bookkeeper for the Philmont WOrsted Company. ’15—Emily Sweet has been elected Clerk of the School Committee. ’16—Vincent P. Carney is Assistant Manager for the Harris Mowry Company. ’16—Dorald Beasley holds the position of chemical engineer for the Dutchess Bleachery, Wappingers Falls, N. Y. Recently, he drew plans and specifications for a new boiler house for the Bleachery; he also drew plans for alterations of the High School at Wappingers Falls. He teaches Chemistry to eighteen men at a night school connected with the Bleachery. An article, “Chemistry and Bleaching,” written by him was published July, 1922, in “Bleachery Life.” ’16—Samuel McKee is employed in the Bureau of Standards in Washington, D. C. He is working on the New Liberty Motors. ’17—Harman Poole is employed as mechanical engineer for the Dutchess Bleachery, Wappingers Falls, N. Y. '17—Louise Feeley was a member of the Woonsocket High School Faculty from September, 1922, to February, 1923. She is now studying at Oxford. ’18—John A. Dufault, Worcester ’Tech, ’24, has spent the year in W'ilkinsburg, Pa. ’18—Ruth Schlivek is a student at Oxford University. ’18—Laura Lafond is now a member of the Woonsocket High School Faculty. ’19—Israel Rabinovitz has been on the Debating Team at Brown University. ’19—Marian L. Cook is a member of the “Grist” Board at Rhode Island State College. ’19—Bernadette Paradis is employed as secretary, stenographer, and translator of French for the Koppers Company of Pittsburgh, Pa. ’19—Hannah Kerwin has been made vice president of the Junior class of the Emerson College of Oratory. ’20—Leonard Hathaway is a member of the State College Glee Club. ’20—Roy W. Howard won his football R. I. on the State football team last fall. He is also a member of the College Orchestra and Glee Club. 42 THE QUIVER ’21—Howard Morrison is attending the Western Electric School at Baltimore, Md. ’21—Leo Desrosiers is Circulation Manager for the Boston University News. IN ADVANCED Brown ’18 Madeline Baxter (Grad.Sch.) '18 Edward Hummed ’18 Irene Long 18 Leo O’Donnell '19 Lottie Brindle ’19 Joseph Eisenberg 19 Dessie Kushelevitch '19 Dorothy Mowry '19 John Murphy '19 Ruth Parsons 19 Eva Rabinovitz 19 Israel Rabinovitz '20 Carlton Aldrich '20 James Sims 20 Donald Bertch '21 Soron Damarjian ‘21 Mildred Hoyle '21 Isadore Schwartz '21 Phillip Voelker '22 Richard Connell '22 Ralph Fitzpatrick 22 Roland Harrall ’22 Doris Johnson '22 Sadie McMichael 22 Elizabeth Smith New England Conservatory 19 Beatrice Woolley Boston University 19 William Block ’20 Lillian Maher ’21 Leo Desrosiers '21 Koorhen Semonian ‘21 Esther Terkel '21 Sylvia Emery '22 Solomon Cronian ‘22 Agnes Winn Harvard '20 William Ingraham Holy Cross '20 Raymond Retagh ’21 Austin McMichael Massachusetts Inst. Tech. '20 Russell Ambach SCHOOLS 1922-1923 Mount Holyoke ’20 Dorothy Allen ’20 Mae Litzenberger ’20 Hattie Spaulding Providence College '19 Joseph McGee '20 Joseph Dowling ’21 Edward Dwyer '21 Frank McGee '21 Edwin Marrah ’21 Harold Peloquin ’21 Henry Roberge '22 Maurice Bachand '22 Frank McGaulcy 22 William Smith ’22 Leo Tessier Pa. Coll for Women '22 Constance Clarke Radcliffe '20 Catherine Connor R. I. State Co’lege ’19 Marion Cook ’19 Griffith Godshall '19 John Woolley '20 Leonard Hathaway '21 Roy Howard '20 Morris Norman '21 Frank Barnes ’21 Leslie Burlingame '21 Harold Heath '21 Arthur Miller '22 Albert Worrall Sitrrnons '19 Helen Brown '20 Alida Mailloux ’20 Alice Redfcrn T-.ifts Medical ’19 Harry Levine University of Louisiana '21 Alfred Carr University of Vermont—Med. ’15 Lorenzo Emidy THE QUIVER 43 W ellesley ’16 Lillian Starr ’19 Dorothy Beecher ’19 Margaret Ingraham ’19 Blanch Schlivek Wheaton '22 M udcleine Roswell Worcester Pol. Inst. ’18 John Dufault Yale ’18 Hyman Mayerson (Grad.Sc.) '20 Buell Hudson University of City of N. Y. ’22 Nathan Israeli Columbia University '18 Raymond Long Canisius '22 Edward Franklin Emerson Sch. of Oratory '20 Hannah Kerwin Lcwell Textile '22 Gerard Tanguay New Ledford Textile '21 Jacob Pressman '21 Eugene Willey '21 Chester Woodward Philadelphia Textile '21 Arthur Robertshaw '21 Everett Syms R. I. College of Education ’ll Elizabeth McGawley '20 Alice Flynn ’20 Martha Kirby ’20 Florence Lunn '20 Eileen McGawley '20 Doris Mowry 21 Gertrude Callanan ’21 Cora Carroll ’21 Edith Donahue '21 Margaret Donahue ’22 Margaret Brennan '21 Esther Israeli ’22 Margaret Graham ’21 Margaret Murphy '22 Gertrude Lloyd '22 Genevieve Quinn ’22 Katherine Degnan H. I. School Design ’19 Irene Fitzsimmons ’2D Burton Woodward '22 Henry Crepeault ’22 Mildred Hathaway R. I. Hosp. Nurses’ School '17 May Cook Children’s Hospital, Boston '17 Irma Willey '20 Gertrude Miller Baltimore Dental ’22 Sam Pressman Oxford, England ’17 Louise Feely ’18 Ruth Schlivek Rensselaer Polytechnic Inst. '15 Raymond Richardson Emmanuel '21 Benilde Leony Posse School ’21 Dorothy Hendricks MARRIAGES. 1922—1923 Charles V. Carroll, ’03 Atny Green, ’07 Delia V. Mee. ’05 Gertrude O'Bryan, ’Jl Oliver Fontaine. ’19 Ellsworth Jillson. ’IS Rachel Jetiks, ’08 Alfred Mathieu. ’17 Winifred Martin Henry Remington, Jr. Charles Singer Winsor B. Adams Mildred Spearrin Rhea M. Dulude Robert Phillips Florence Proulx 44 THE QUIVER Gertrude Sanderson, '20 Genevieve McLoughlin, ’18 Ralph S. Clark, ’14 Walter H. Sharkey, ’10 Harold Smith, ’06 Cornelius B. Barry, ’98 Dorothy M. Praray, '16 Marina Marrah, ’21 Samuel McKee, ’16 David Falk, ’16 Ralph Flynn, ’14 Eugene R. Boucher, ’19 Ovila Lamber, '15 William J, Cowell Charles Kirby Ella Mae Dockray, ’16 Marion F. Devine. ’10 Ola O. Peck Gertrude O’Connell Waldo Emery Henri J. Arcand Eva Mooney Lena Feinstein Leona Tetu Florence E. Trinque, ’21 Claribel Parmentier DEATHS Harry S. Greene, ’92 November 5,1922 Mrs. Mary (Harrington) Ellis, ’92 May 1, 1923 Thomas H. Farrell, ’02 May 11, 1923 Those in the Algebra class like to hear Mr. Spratt say: “Here’s a nice little problem.’’ Miss Laviolette: “Did you get sent out from the singing class?” W- H.......n: “Yes, they don’t appreciate good singing in there.” History IV-A: A. G......z: “He had a suspicious in his mind, and a trace of conscious of his father.” Miss Mowry: “Did Chaucer live before or after Shakespeare''” M. L.......y: “He did!” Latin (translation of Caesar’s Gallic wars): “And they crossed the river in some places by fords.” Bright Pupil: “Did they have Fords in those days?” Miss Laviolette: “I am nine books short.” Pupil: “Let me have one of the short ones.” THE QUIVER 45 “SLAMS.” “Those Freshmen are terrible pests,” Said a wise old Senior one day, “They haven’t an ounce of dignity, And they’re always in the way.” “Gee ! but those Seniors are pests!” Said a “Freshie” one day in the hall. “ They think they know all that Socrates did, While they really know nothing at all.” So the Freshmen “slam” the Seniors, And the big ones “slam the small; And, while they say everything under the sun. They really mean nothing at all. JOAN GETCHELL, ’26. JOKES French Translation: Freshman: “He went for a walk on foot in the park and for a walk on horseback in the forest.” Miss Wyman was reading “Horatio” to her English class. As it was 1:45, Montville, who had to “catch the car,” was leaving the room. At this point. Miss Wyman, continuing her story, cried. “Come back ! Come back! Horatio!” Montville whirled around and stuttered incoherently, “W-h-h-hy?” From on oral report by a Junior: “He was thrown from his horse and dissolated his shoulder.” Miss Mowry: “To what other kinds of fruit besides apples are farmers giving attention?” Pupil: “Onions.” Teacher: What do you know about the ‘Age of Pericles’ in general ?” Pupil: “He was on old man.” Taken from a Senior Book review: “Instead of doing this, Benjamin Franklin escaped by jumping out of the window and going off to the movies.” 46 THE QUIVER From a Junior paper: “After his speech, showers of applause were tendered him by the audience.” Miss Cook: “Compare low.” Pupil: “Low, dim, out.” History 4A: H. B......u: “The Spartans turned and killed many people and buildings.” Mr. Murphy: “What are the classes of food stuffs?” Bright pupil: I think one is celluloid.” Algebra IV A. Mr. Spratt: “What is an imaginary quantity ? ' W. S..........n: “One that isn’t real.” Miss O’Donnell: “Name some zones.” F. D.....................g: “Cancer and Capricorn.” A. G.z: “He spent his vacation in a boat house.” Teacher: “A boat house?” A. G.....................z: “Yes, one of those that stay on the water all the time.” Freshmen, stopping in front of open door of Room 18: “This isn’t it.” Miss McFee : “What are you looking for?” Freshman: “Room 18.” Miss McFee: “This is Room 18.” Freshmen, looking at number on open door: “We thought it was Room 81.” Miss Cook: “Give a characteristic of the ‘Ancient Mariner’. ” RE.......................h: “It has many parts of speech.” From a theme: Volcanoes are of two kinds, distinct and indistinct.” Wednesday, March 28, 1923. Jazz music for Tuesday and Friday mornings buried by Miss Merrill today. Gone but not forgotten by the six pall bearers (girls who play in the hall.) Miss Cook : “Can you suggest another good character?” Pupil: “May I have a piece of paper?” M L........y: “I have walked twelve leagues on foot.” From a Freshman theme: “While running an alley door opens.” French 4A: J. L.......r: “Her nature made her like a sheep.” Sons and Daughters of Alumni Pretty Shoes Well fitted is what you get at VERONEAU’S BOOT SHOP Heme of Smart Footwear 281 Main Street M. C. PIERANNUNZI Footwear Repairing Near Court Square Keep the Happy Memory of School Days for All Time YOUR GRADUATION PORTRAIT Cur styles of School Pictures ere appropriate to the occasion. Special discount to graduates. Meke your appointment early. otortmt •' jfiome-Borlrail $t4o 329 Main Street Phone 1158-W THE QUALITY STORE Ladies’ and Gents’ Clothing 279 Main Street Next to Bijou Compliments of BURLINGAME’S MARKET Phone 124 i. r . Compliments of ST. JAMES HOTEL ? PUPILS Patronize Those Who Advertise in the Quiver LINTON DRUG STORE 4 Monument Square THE NYAL STORE Albert Desrochers Registered Pharmacist 232 Main Street Compliments of LA ROE’S MUSIC STORE ARNOLD DRUG CO. 45 North Main Street Compliments of MULVEY’S HAT STORE Compliments of DR. W. H. HARRALL J. J. LEVEIN SON Clothiers Commercial Building Room 37 HOPE’S For the Best I. FEINGOLD SON Jewelers Main Street S. COLITZ, Florist Opposite Postoffice Phone 462 Woonsocket Member Florist Telegraph Delivery FAIRMOUNT PHARMACY L. J. Hand, Ph.G Compliments of ROSENBLATTS ICE CREAM PARLOR Compliments of GLOBE COAL CO. OLYMPIA SHINE PARLOR Next to Bijou Compliments of KEARNS ROCHELEAU “The Live Store” Compliments of MANUEL DEVOTO Best Fruits in Season 230 Main Street THE “SWEET SHOP” Candies You’ll find the best here THE TOGGERY SHOP The Home of Good Clothes 101 Main Street Compliments of R. L. DAIGNAULT Federal Building JAMES MULLEN CO. Furniture Crawford Ranges C’FONNELL DRUG CO. Two Stores Corner First Avenue and Olo Street Corner South Main and Pleasant Streets Woonsocket. R. I. Tel. Conn. J. R. O’DONNELL, Pharm. P.F.MILLARD BROS. 276-296 Main Street GHIZARI BROS. Heme Made Cand'es and Ice Cream Next to Bijou J C. EMIDY Lawyer Compliments of DR. A. P. COTE Lnngley Building H. L. CARPENTER Attorney-at-law Compliments of dr. t. j. McLaughlin P. H CLEMENT’S Music Store 522 C'intcn Street Tel. 1099-R J. B HUGO SAVARD, Ph.G. 10 Rathbun Street FCURNIER FOURNIER Undertakers Limousines for Hire 99 Cumberland Street MARCHAND’S “Distinctive Upholstered Furniture” 534 Clinton Street HENRI DEROCHERS 3 Cumberland Street Eastman Kodak Agency AYOTTE’S SHOE-FIX Court Square ARTHUR BEAUDET 111 Main Street Jeweler Compliments of A FRIEND BAY STATE FUR CO. Furs Stored 55 Main Street Tel. 311-R COSSETTE’S SILK SHOP Commercial Building Third Floor Compliments of C. H. DARLING CO. Compliments of DR. J. EDGAR TANGUAY ROBINSON COMPANY 170 Main Street Compliments of FALK BROTHERS 35-37 Main Street Next to Smith’s A. L. MERRILL Portrait and Commercial Photography 122 Main Street Woonsocket, R. I. W. MESSERE Competent Shoe Repairing and Custom Shoe Maker 8 South Main St. 124 North Main St. Compliments of E. R. DARLING MARTIN SHOE CO. Cant:!ever Shoes Stetson Shoes For Women For Men H. FELLMAN SONS, INC. Optometrist — Jeweler 132 Main Street W. J. SMITH Meats and Groceries 370 Fairmount Street PROGRESS CONFECTIONERY 164 Main Street JOE MOUSSEAU 509 Social Street The Best Clothing and Men’s Furnishings Compliments of WHITE CASH MARKET BERARD NORTH Druggists Card Engraving Invitations RYNN STATIONER 325 Main Street Phone 2137 1 DANIEL’S VARIETY STORE Full Line of Baseball and Sport:ng Goods Compliments of J. F. FLYNN Stationer Newsdealer CITIZEN’S NATIONAL BANK Compliments of W. S. PRESTON 243 Main Street Compliments of DR. J. T. ROSWELL Compliments of DR. T. E. POWERS JOSEPH BROWN CO. BARGAIN SHOE STORE 50 Main Street Music Hall Building Compliments of DR. E. D. CLARKE KAUFMAN’S Hats and Gents’ Furnishings 110 Main Street J. W. MARRAH Meats, Poultry, Vegetables Compliments of GOODNOW-MORSE-BROOKS CO. PRODUCERS SAVINGS BANK 168 Main Street PRODUCERS NATIONAL BANK 166 Main Street Compliments of WOONSOCKET TRUST CO. 106 Main Street FASRMOUNT FOUNDRY