Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

Page 16 text:

Thk Quiver Hoard, 1926

Page 15 text:

THE QUIVER 13 of ideals is one of the great things that differentiates man from the heast. high ideal is one of the finest things in the world to have. Some people seem ashamed if they ever give anyone a hint that ] erhaps they have a high ideal. They are really embarrassed if they are caught herishing one. Oftentimes these people profess that they have none (it is only fairy dust thrown in one’s eyes), and ridicule anyone else that they hap) en to catch as they once were caught; hut all their professions and actions are merely a wall of defence around their own precious thoughts. They are not to he caught and ridiculed another time, so they keep their ideals a secret. So with us all, let us keep our ideal a secret if we must, hut let us keep it and strive for it. because an ideal is one of the finest gifts God has given to man. MY LILY C lose u|x)n my garden wall Grows a flower, very tall. The queen of all the (lowers is she. 'I'he Lily that God gave to me. Her fragrance, wafted by the breeze. Brings, as her servants, all the l ees. Who cluster round their queen so fair. Taking from her sweet nectar rare. Her crown of gold around her hair So white lends her a regal air. ()f all the blooms on hill and moor None can surpass my Lily pure. Catherine B. Quinn, '26.

Page 17 text:

THE QUIVER “KONNITVERSTAND” ( Told nit in German a few years ago) There often conies a time in the life of a man when he becomes dissatisfied with his jxisition in the world and longs to throw off the shackles which bind him. Some resist the temptation, while others yield to it and venture forth to gain honor and wealth for themselves. There had come such a time in the life of Hans Vedder. and he yielded to the temptation without the least reluctance. He set out from his native village in (Germany toward Amsterdam, Holland, where lie was certain lie would make a name for himself. A month later, our hero was walking the street of Amsterdam without a single farthing in his pockets, thinking of the wrongs he had suffered in this cruel, cruel world. As lie delated in bis mind whether lie should go back home or not, his gaze fixed itself on a handsome dwelling-house, ornamented and decorated in the l est of style. “All. would that I owned such a house!” Hans exclaimed, and lie determined to ask a passerby who the jxissessor was. As lie could neither speak nor understand Dutch, lie put his query in (ierman. The answer was, “Kan-nitverstand.” which means in Dutch. “1 do not understand. '•sannitverstand!” lie ejaculated and walked on his way. contrasting bis mode of life with that of Kannitverstand. Suddenly hearing shouts, lie looked up and found himself near the harbor with its forest of masts. )ne ship, fairly bursting with goods, was lieing unloaded. He determined to find out the identity of the owner of this huge schooner, so he stopjied one of the men carrying a heavy load on his shoulders and apjiealed to him.