Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

Text from Pages 1 - 88 of the 1927 volume:

17 KEEP MOVING” LEFRANCOIS TRANSFER TEAMING CO. .'157 Arnold Street WOONSOCKET SUPPLY CO. GENERAL MILL FURNISHINGS 125 South Main Street J. B. FARNUM COMPANY AUSTIN H. COOK DAVID L. TUTTLE with R. P. SMITH 8C SON BRESNAHAN GROCERY COMPANY HINTON STREET WOONSOCKET. K. L ATHERTON FURNITURE COMPANY BETTER HOME FURNISHERS 67 Main Street A FRIEND OF EDUCATION — THE LAFAYETTE SHOE STORE A FRIEND FOR PROMPT LUMBER SERVICE, CALL CITY LUMBER CO. 333 River Street Com pi intents of STADIUM REALTY CORPORATION HAMLET TEXTILE COMPANY H RO A D SILKS WOONSOCKET INSTITUTION FOR SAVINGS LOUIS A. PELLETIER INSURANCE REAL ESTATE Federal Bldg. Room 21 I. J. BOUCHARD BEAUTY CULTURE AND HAIR DRESSING Federal Building The Olympia Shoe Shine Hat Cleaning Parlor BA BINE BROS. J’rop . 269 Vlain St., Woonsocket Compliments of THE STATIONERY SHOP W. S. PRESTON CO. 243 Main Street DEVOTO’S FRUIT, CANDY AND CIGARS DR. A. ZWODEN DENTIST Goulet Bldg. 251 Main St. COLITZ, FLORIST 0|� |). Post Office JOHN R. HIGGINS VALMORE M. CARIGNAN ATTORNEY-AT-LAW SHANGHAI RESTAURANT American and Chinese Food 265 Main St. Woonsocket. R. I, Compliments of The FRENCH IMPORTING CO. DORIS LIND PERMANENT WAVING Frederic Method 19 Hamlet Ave. Woonsocket. R. I. LILLA M. MURPHY DRESSMAKING Goulet Bldg. 251 Main St. LEMERY CORSET SHOP CORSETS, HOSIERY, UNDERWEAR 262-264 Main Street SAVARD GALLANT REGISTERED PHARMACISTS 10 Rathhun Street Singer Sewing Machine Co. L. J. DAIGLE, Mgr. 319 Main St. Tel. 2797 Tel. 1850 HAMLET AVENUE GARAGE E. G. CHABOT. Prop. ALA 63 Hamlet Avenue Woonsocket. R. I. Compliments of J. c. MAILLOUX Compliments of FAIRMOUNT FOUNDRY ENGINEERING WORKS WHITE CASH MARKET GUAY BROTHERS, Props. One Friend Tells Another Pour Telephones at Your Serrice MAIN STREET A FRIEND Alpha Iota Club Orchestra Louis Genereux Raymond Cohen Willard Genereux Robert Ford Kranris Martineau EDWARD T. MEE REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE Representing the PENN MUTUAL LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY 251 Main Street Woonsocket, R. I. MARTIN SHOE CO. MARTIN SHOE CO. 170 Main Si. Opp. City Mall Compliment of JOSEPH BROWN CO. DRUGGISTS ( omptimrnls of KEARNS ROCHELEAU TAFT’S CLOTHES SHOP “The Lire Store” Agents for WORSTED TEX SUITS BEAUTIFUL GRADUATION GIFTS MAUDE L. GREENWOOD H. FELLMAN SONS, INC. 124 Main St.. Woonsocket BEAUTY SHOPPE QUALITY RESTAURANT New York Cleaning Dyeing Co. 132 Court Street (.'ourt Square Plant at Fournier and Park Ave. WILLIAM H. HOUGHTON LOUIS BLOCK Maker of Parasols and Umbrellas—Also INSURANCE Commercial Building Dealer in Trunks, Suitcases and Leather Bags Monument Sq., Woonsocket, K. I. FELIX TOUPIN JAMES MULLEN COMPANY ATTORNEY and COUNSELLOR-AT-LAW 128 Main Street FURNITURE. RUGS. LINOLEUM Agents for Crawford Ranges and Globe-Wernicke Sectional Bookcases MAX DIAMOND Por Style, Quality and Lowest Prices in City, call at WHOLESALE LRU IT AND PRODUCE WARTELL’S SAMPLE SHOP West St.. Woonsocket. R. I. 8.3 Main Street PRINCETON CLOTHES LOUIS LEPINE THE TOGGERY SHOP COMPLETE OUTFITTERS FOR MEN AND BOYS 1(11 Main St. LOUIS LEPINE Ci.ass ok 1927 THE OKIVER June, 1927 Price, 50 Cents n EDITORIAL STAFF ELIZABETH CARRINGTON, 77. Editor-in-Chief ADA LEVIN, 17 „ . FRANCIS MARTI NEAL', 27 Husmcss Manager LOUIS GENEREUX, 27 HAUL CARROLL. ’28 MARGARET McGILL, ‘27 ADELINE GOULD. '28 ZITA MUHF.IM. 27 ALFRED KING. ’29 “THEY ALSO SERVE—” There are those who are destined to attain the distant, purple heights, those to whom fame comes easily, those who never seem to desire more than others and yet invariably acquire more. Hut this class of people is a small one. and the majority—what of them? So many of our lines fall in the dull, routine paths instead of the pleasant places; so many stand on the side lines and cheer the leader on. finally joining iti the applause when the victor crosses the line. Yet. do they not serve, those “who only stand and wait?” Do these jiatient plodders not make possible the victory as much as the winner? There are so many little things that one can do to make living more worth while. These small, trivial services are accomplished by those who stav. and not by the “rolling stoneand these services are not drab and uninteresting if they are approached in the right way. “Anything it i worth doing at all. is worth doing well. 12 THE QUIVER So. classmates, when others apparently acquire more advantages, do not sulk, nor act as though you had never heard of sportsmanship; but smile back bravely, cheerfully, and join in the general applause, knowing in vour hearts that you helped to make the victory jjossible. “LEST WE FORGET” How quickly the years go by when one is in school! At first, we were inclined to l e timid, shy. and to stumble and mumble when spoken to. That happened in our Freshman year. How happy we were if a Jolly Junior or Sedate Senior noticed us! We lived within the Gates of Paradise for many days as a result of their thoughtfulness. Rut our Sophomore year we were apt to l)e a little condescending toward the young Freshman. How easily one forgets! How. then, can we say that we wish our kind parents would remember when they were young and foolish, when we forget the trials and tribulations which we underwent as Freshmen? When our Junior year rolled around, we found ourselves developing a chronic case of snobbishness towards the Freshy and “Soph. but we did our l est to fraternize with the lofty Senior. The Senior year, one’s viewpoint changes radicallv. As we now recall our earlier years, how we wish that we had l een kinder and more friendly; that we had thought less of ourselves and more of others! Since we realize, then, the foolish mistakes that we ha e made, let us profit by them, and use them as a warning not to make similar errors in our dealings with the men and women whom we shall meet in the years to come. PATIENCE Patience, they say. is a virtue. Whether or not it is. one finds it essential when in school. The teachers have this virtue and are continually using it with us when we stem unusually slow or stubliorn; but did we always use this same virtue when a teacher failed to understand our viewpoint r We generally gave it up as a bad job. and did not bother to elucidate. 1 hat THE QUIVER 13 was in school. Hut out in the world, the fearsome, indifferent, and work-a-day world, which we are soon to know, shall we find that people will always have patience with us? It takes so little time to l e kind, patient, and for-hearing, for patience is not only a virtue, hut is a valuable asset in the business world. THE STORM I An actual experience) Up from the west the “thunder-heads rolled. Below, all was blackness; above, all was gold. Kar off on the hills the rain was a mist. That ever came nearer and pelted and hissed. A Hash of lightning, a shuddering Ixxmi. And the storm broke over the woods like doom. The deep-rooted pine-trees, so sturdy and strong, Bent over and roared as the wind passed along. The silvery lake, which in rest fulness lay. Was raised by the storm-gusts and blown into spray. The lightning flashed, the wild winds howled. The thunder crashed and roared and growled. Blown by the angry wind, soaked to the skin. Shelterless, helpless, amid Nature’s din. We heard the awful organ j eal While the ground l eneath us seemed to reel. As with one last crash, like a bursting shell. ()r the echoing boom of a warning l ell. The lightning ceased, the sky grew fair. Onlv a mutter was heard in the air. Then the woodland noises, stilled by fear. Broke out more clearly on the ear, And the birds, all silenced by Nature’s spree. Burst into singing from every tree. J ). vtt Bruce. 27. The Quiver Board, 1927 THE QUIVER 15 SENIOR AND SENIORA’S PROGRESS In tlic country of Education, there dwelt a family called Student, the children of which were twins, Senior, a lx y, and Seniora, a girl. One day these twins started on a journey, which would take them down the Trail of the School Year, through the Forest of Courses, to the Gate of Graduation, in this forest were many creatures, such as lieautiful fauns and spirits, terrible ogres and demons. The trail had ten l ends in it. each with the name of a month, the order of liends ranging from September to June. When they started on their journey, they were accompanied by an attendant Spirit. Hard Study, who said to them. “Keep close to me and you will he safe; stray away and you are lost. A little way along the trail they saw a woman, clad in long, flowing robes and wearing a hood. There.” said Hard Study, is the Muse of English. How handsome she is! cried Seniora. Aw, she makes me nervous. said Senior. The Muse came to them and showed them outlines for themes, lwtok reviews, and literature. “Senior and Seniora, take care. said she, “I am your friend as long as you are faithful. And she stepped behind them and followed. Hounding up the trail toward them came the Faun Gatin, as Hard Study called him. “Has that ugly creature got to come along!” exclaimed Senior in disgust. 16 THE QUIVER “lie is not ugly, lie is merely hard for you to understand. As for me. I want him for a friend!” answered Seniora. The faun was young and beautiful. Salve,” he said in greeting. Senior, do not call me ugly. 1 am what you make me. Seniora, attend to me, and I will help to ease your journey.” So saying, he joined the muse in their wake. Suddenly from out of the bushes l eside the trail sprang a most horrible demon. His form was like a giant skeleton. His eyes were two letters, x and y, and his huge mouth was shaped like a radical sign. Seniora screamed in terror. He emitted a horrible laugh and roared. I’ll get you, my pretty dear!” Senior was calm. He walked up to the demon and shook hands with him. The giant was so amazed by his courage that he joined the others without a word. That.” said Hard Study, is the Algebra Demon. You will have to keep close to me when you see him coming. Seniora. They now saw a queer little figure approaching them. It was I.a (Iram-maire, the little gnome of French. Senior and Seniora lxith welcomed him with smiles, for they recognized him as the companion of a previous journey. “Ah. mes enfants, il fault que vous vous comjxrrtiez bien toujours. Ouand vous etes bons, je vous favorise! Shaking a finger at them, lie joined the company. Now a stately woman, dressed in Greek robes and carrying a scroll, approached them. Senior drew close to Hard Study. “I’ll need thee every hour.” he said. Seniora did likewise. Cheer up.” said Hard Study, the spirit of Ancient History is lieauti-ful if you will but attend to her faithfully. The children saw. when she reached them, that she was very handsome. “My children, she said, “fear not. hut attend strictly to me and there will he no trouble for you. Then, with measured pace, she added her presence to the little company. There was a crash in the underbrush, and into the road leaped an ogre, at the sight of whom Seniora rushed to Hard Study for protection. Truly, the ogre was frightful. His head was a circle; his face, a triangle; his body, a parallelogram; and his arms and legs were j airs of parallel lines. He sprang at the children and grasped the trembling Seniora bv the shoulder. “Aha!” he cried, “my brother Algebra and I will give you a lively dance, little one!” He then turned to Senior. Why, hello. Geometry, old scout,” said the boy. Are you coming, too? Glad to have you.” Seeing that he could not frighten Senior, the Geometry Ogre joined the others. They continued along the trail, usually keeping fairly close to Hard Study, hut sometimes straying away. At the end of Septemlier Bend, Senior met the spectre Special Report, who said to him, “Faun Latin is angry with you because you deserted him. Here is your reward !” and he delivered to him a blow, remarking as he did so. Sixty is your merit.” At the end of the October Bend, the Report Card Messenger came to both. Then Seniora heard the laugh of Algebra smite the air. as she read on the Messenger’s tablet a I) for her two months of work. All along the trail the children met THE QUIVER 17 various little sprites, mostly good and some bad, who were known as the Good and Rad Marks. At the end of the January Bend, they were surrounded by a mob of Harpies and Furies, who, Hard Study assured them, were harmless if the children only kept their heads clear. However, the Fury who oversaw Latin “exams” made Senior quite ill. while the Harpies of Algebra and Geometry exams” terrorized Seniora. Finally, however, they came to the end of the June Bend. The Furies surrounded them once more, but they were vanquished by the Student twins. At the June Rend was the end of the Trail of the School Year, and they left the Forest of Courses. Passing through the Gate of Graduation, they entered the Golden City of College. A nth a Caro. '27. THE ANNIVERSARY PRESENT ('haractcrs: Betty young housewife. John Betty’s husband. Aunt Mary—Betty’s aunt. ACT 1. SCENE I. Dining-room of Betty's home. Betty, with embroidery, sitting at window at left of stage. Doorbell rings. Betty: 1 wonder who that is at the door now. 1 suppose it is only another peddler. Well. 1 just won’t go! Five | eddlers on a Friday morning are five too many. (Lays embroidery aside and begins to set table.) John ought to be coming soon. I do hope he will like the cake. It’s queer that Aunt Mary has forgotten us. She said that she had something very special to give us on our anniversary. She is a good old soul. She always means well in spite of her odd gifts. (Sounds of a door opening and closing offstage. Betty rushes to dining-room door.) Ah. here is John now! John: “Hello, sweetheart. “Close your eyes, and I’ll give you something to make you wise. Betty closes eyes, and John fastens watch on her wrist.) Betty: Oh! (Embraces John.) ( They sit at table.) John: I hope no one will visit us tonight. ( Doorbell rings.) Of course! I might have known. Betty: Never mind it. 1 have had a vegetable vendor, a flower girl, an automobile salesman, a Fuller Brush man. and a soap dealer here today. IS THE QUIVER This one must be selling either water-wings or tooth-brushes. ( Ringing continues. Door opens, and an old, gray-haired lady enters.) John and Betty: (rising). Hello, Aunty! Aunt Marv: Ah ! ha ! You don’t want any callers this evening, do you ? l’.ut 1 called only to see how you like my little gift. Hetty: You're just joking. Aunt Mary. We didn’t receive anything. Aunt Mary: Humph! Joking! Well. 1 reckon I paid the messenger! Hetty: Hut no messenger came here today. Aunt Mary: Why, I tied it up in tissue paper and printed your name plainly on top. It was my l est cook lx ok. My dear Jonathan. (iod bless him. gave it to me on our first wedding anniversary. John (aside): A cook l ook. White tissue paper. (With an embarrassed look.) Oh, Aunt Mary. 1—er—I got a parcel at the office this morning. 1—er didn’t think it was a present, so I just left it there. That must have been it. Hetty: Thank you very much. Aunty. Aunt Mary: Well. I reckon I’d better be on my way. I shall call tomorrow to see how you like it. Goodbye, children. Hetty and John: Goodbye. Aunt Mary. Exit Aunt Mary. |ohn (sinking into chair) : Saved ! ! Hetty: Did you really get it at the office. John?” John (still mopping his brow) : 1 saw it on the front steps. 1 thought a peddler had thrown it there and 1 shoved it into the ashcan. Hetty : Oh ! There goes the ashman. (They rush to door.) (Curtain.) Mary (i. Rynn, '27. THE SEASHORE In summertime 1 like to stroll Along the rocky shore. To watch the billows rise and fall And listen to their roar. They roll along with foamy caps. They sparkle in the bay Like gleaming jewels. n the cliffs They dash aloft in spray. Sometimes I climb from rock to rock Up on a boulder high. And there 1 sit and gaze about At vessels passing by. Their snowy sails rock in the breeze ( hit on the waters blue; They leave a wide and foamy trail. Then pass away from view. Marv Lynch. '17. THE QUIVER 19 THE TREASURE HUNT HILE 1 was at Camp Hoffman this summer, an old lady, a visitor front Connecticut, was spending her vacation there as a sjtecial guest. One night after we had all gatherer! around the camp fire, the director announced that there was to be a treasure hunt the next day and that the treasure had l een donated by our visitor. Now Camp Hoffman is divided into different encampments, each having a name and a symbol. My group was in the section called Hirch Cove, and our symbol was the Viking Ship in full sail. We were told to follow our noses to the group of trees just beyond, to find our ship, which was the only symbol we could go by, and to follow the directions written on the little ship. Right away our troubles Ixigan. The little ship directed us to the “Well-house.” Now. where was the “Well-house?” Finally one of the girls exclaimed. “Oh! it must mean Wellville!” (Wellville is the name of the hospital.) So we lost no time in hurrying to Wellville and. sure enough, there was our sign. ()ur next step was very puzzling. We were directed to go to a huge fir tree and then so many paces to the right, to look for a hole. Naturally, we thought the hole was in the ground. We walked all around, felt the ground, ran into a few grass snakes, went through the bushes, and were scratched by the briars, but still no hole. Away to the right hung a great iron hoop. It had l een used in a game, but it made a great swing. To this some of the girls directed their steps, disgusted with the treasure hunt, and there, to their surprise, was the code. A hike to the l each followed : but when we got there, no treasure could 1k‘ found, not even a code. Soon somebody’s sharp eve caught sight of a piece of | a] er away out on the wharf, and everybody made a wild dive for it. It directed us almost I jack to the hole, but as we neared the cook's cabin, another note was discovered. By this time we had passed the treasure twice without noticing it. The next clue, hidden on the jxtrch of the cabin, told us that so many paces to the southeast would bring us in reach of the treasure. “Tired to death from our strenuous walk and run, we picked up courage to end the hunt. Suddenly, when a few feet from the treasure, someone shouted. There it is! ! ! There, directly in front of us. lay our treasure. How happy we were to see what we had worked so hard for! We were much revived when our councilor presented each of us with a nice, thick, juicy piece of watermelon. Anna Bliss. '27. THE QUIVER SILENT NOON 20 Silent noon----- Beneath the great Sun-god’s malignant glare. The corn-tops touch their foreheads in the dust In sick submission. No single sound shatters the sullen quiet. For life itself seems dead. Even the mighty pines huddle in dumb dismay— No scented breeze to set them whis] ering. The very hills on which they grow Have lost their echoes in a brooding haze. And. sulking, hide themselves. Even the care-free butterflies forsake the fields. And lazily folding downy wings, Droop downward, downward. Dissatisfied. Then, drowsily, a drying brook Hushes its eternal murmur. A lone cicada shrills—then stops, Embarrassed! Hut just that one wee sound Awakens depressed Nature. The brook logins to giggle at the little insect’s shyness; The joke reaches the butterflies, who Caper upwards in their mirth ; A breeze springs up from nowhere And. hastening, sets the pines A-roaring gleefully! The bills—the corn—the whole wide world itself Are cheered greatly. And all because one minute creature Has broken The silent noon! I oms ( Jknkkkux. '17. THE BATTLE IN THE AIR The air mail pilot climl)ed into his plane for the hardest run of the whole route from San Francisco to New S'ork. The air was clear, and only a light wind was blowing, so he anticipated an easy trip as he settled down in his seat and tested the controls. He shouted “Contact!” and with a roar of exhaust-pipes the whole plane seemed to pulse with life as the blades of the propeller l ecame a shining, whirling, transparent disc. Slowly he opened the throttle, rolled across the field, and rose at the other end. He circled once over the hangars, and then set off in a straight line for his destinatic m. THE QUIVER 21 I Lis plane was in perfect condition, he was feeling fine himself, he had a daylight run ahead of him, and a day off the next day. Nothing was worrying him as his plane swept over the foothills and headed for the higher peaks of the Rockies. The snow-clad jjeak.s ahead of him glistened and shone in the sunlight, and he thought for a moment of the contrast lietween them and the deep blue of the sky above, as he searched for the nass through which he must go. He easily located it and had entered it Indore he noticed a huge eagle coming from the other end. An eagle is nothing unusual in the mountains hut this one seemed abnormally large, even at the great distance which separated it from the plane. As it drew nearer, instead of rising, as eagles usually do, it came on straight at the plane. Now the pilot realized that it was indeed a giant among eagles. The cruel hooked l eak and the gleaming eves were clearly seen as the bird rushed towards him. He had no room to turn, no time to rise, and only his service revolver with which to defend himself, and the eagle was coming on. He reached liack one hand for his gun and increased the speed of his plane. With a scream that could be heard above the roar of the engine, the eagle soared, jxjised. and struck. With a sinking heart, the pilot felt his plane stagger and begin to drop. He lialf-turned in his seat and fired at the huge shape alxive him. Almost at once came another scream; the plane lifted a little and regained speed, Turning all his attention to flying, the pilot tried to climb higher, away from the floor of the valley, which was too close for safety. He had risen some distance when he saw the eagle coming again. This time it came head on, seeming not to notice the knife-like propeller. It struck. I he profiler snapped like a match, and the plane stopped dead in mid-air. For a second it hung. The eagle, killed by the blow of the propeller, dropjied away l elow. The pilot was dazed; his hand clutched the throttle of his now dead engine, as the plane liegan to slip forward into a dizzying nose-dive towards the earth. The motion of falling, and the blown-back heat of his engine brought the pilot back to his senses. With a gasp he saw the floor of the valley rushing towards him. He stiffened involuntarily, and his feet struck the rudder-controls. In an instant the plane was gliding smoothly and with ever decreasing sjieed almost level with the floor of the valley Rapidly he searched for a smooth ]x t on which to land, but the valley was covered with a growth of pines. The plane was settling. He struggled as long as he could to keep it up. but at last it crashed. With a loud pop, one of the tires burst as it was caught by the top of a pine. The plane shuddered, turned completely around, then sank, tail-lirst. with a great crackling and snapping of branches. Several hours later, the pilot opened his eyes and sat up. He had a terrible headache, his shoulder had l� een wrenched so that he could not use his right arm. and a tear in his leather breeches showed a deep cut in his leg. His face and hands were a mass of cuts and scratches, and his clothes wen-ripped and torn bv his sudden descent. The frame-work of his plane till 22 THE QUIVER hung from the upper branches of the pines which had caused his downfall, but the heavy engine had torn loose, and lay a few feet away from him. llis first thought was for the mail. He dragged himself to the foot of the tree in which hung the greater part of his plane, and began the long, slow climb to the top. Twice on the way up he almost fainted, hut each time he recovered and continued his climb. “The next branch must hold the mail,” “the next—“the next—,” and so on till he reached a branch where he found the mail-sacks lodged securely in a crotch, very near the top of the tree. He rested there, comfortably settled on the pouches, and waited for the help he knew was bound to come, for “the mail must go through. David Bruch, '27. THE CRUISE OF THE “CLOTHES-BASKET” S 1 sat dreaming one warm summer evening, my thoughts went liackward to the pleasant days of childhood, when imagination ruled the world. In the soft, purple twilight. I seemed to see this scene l efore me. and heard the voices of children. There was a great stir in the nursery—a very great excitement indeed. Lilly load lieen reading a hook of wonderful travels to her sister Alice and her little brother Charley, while Kitty listened intently, all the time pretending to lie very much interested in the tip of her tail. It was a marvelous book, all about pirates, ship-wrecks, desert islands, and savages. Could anything be more delightful! It was. therefore, only natural that Lilly, Alice and Charley should wish to go to sea in a ship of their own. “We’ll go on a voyage of discovery right around the world in the good ship‘Clothes-Basket.’” said Lilly. That will lie fun!” exclaimed Alice. “I'll be Mate. “Hurrah! cried Charley, dancing with delight. “I’ll lie Midshipman.” “I'll he Captain.” said Lilly. And so it was arranged. Xurse let them have the clothes-basket, and they were just alwiut to set out, when Charley thought of a very great difficulty. “Who ever heard of going to sea in a ship without a crew?” he said. And Charley was quite right. Who ever did hear of such a thing? “Then you will have to lie the crew, said Lilly. “You’re the youngest. But the Midshipman is always the youngest. And I don’t want to lie the crew. 1 want to lie an officer. returned Charley. “Then Kittv must he the crew.” said Alice. THE QUIVER 23 Kitty had 1� een exacting this. She was generally made to play a j art in the children’s games, whether she liked it or not; and as she also had heard the stories alnnit desert islands and savages, she would much rather have stayed at home instead of going on this perilous voyage. But Kitty was not consulted. She was popped into the ship and made an ahle seaman at once. A few sweeps of the broom, and they were in Carpet ()cean. and the crew looked over the side of the ship, mewing farewell to its home. All went well for the first few days. Lilly insisted ujx)n everything’s going well tor that length of time, l ecause she said she had never read any lxx k of travels yet that did not have that last sentence in it. They went quietly along by Dado C oast and j ast Hearthup Island and saw the burning mountain. which Charley was sure was Mount Vesuvius. At this place, the crew endeavored to leave the ship, and had to be held back by force of arms. 1 hat crew is a mountaineer, said ( harley. tie meant mutineer, but it did not matter, for the Captain and the .Vlate quite understood and agreed with him. Shortly after this, they passed the Ottoman Empire and entered the peaceful waters of Table Bay. Here they took in provisions of biscuits and sugar, and. after a short stay, set forth again on their travels. )n the third day after leaving Table Bay, the Carpet Ocean oecame '•uddenly quite calm, which made Captain Lilly look very serious. From something she could see in the distance, she was almost certain that a very great storm was coming. She was right. About an hour afterwards it came with such fury that at first it nearly turned the ship over; but the good “Clothes-basket behaved very bravely, as did the Captain, the Mate, and the Midshipman. The crew, also, to show how little it cared about the howling winds and raging sea. actually played ball with a biscuit. But suddenly there came a terrible crash, and, looking over the side of the ship, the Midshipman said that the “Clothes-basket had struck on a rock. It must be Footstool Rock. said Captain Lilly, for it is close to Sofa Island, and there is the island in the distance.” It was a fearful moment. The Captain, the Mate, and the Midshipman shouted, and the crew immediately jum|� ed overboard. I'm afraid we must jump overboard, too, said the Captain, and trv to swim to the island. The ship may go down at any minute. Then the three set out to swim to Sofa Island and were fortunate enough to reach it in safety. The crew had arrived before them and was sitting down washing its face as they crawled up the steep bank. They were all so tired that they soon fell asleep and slept soundly till morning, when they were awakened by music in the distance. They immediately got up and journeyed across the island to see what it could be and meeting a gentleman on the way. who said his name was Mr. Bolster, they asked what the music meant. “Don’t you know?” he cried in astonishment. “But I see by your dress that you are strangers. Today Prince Fern is going to Ik 24 THE QUIVER married to the lovely Princess C ushion. The music you hear is the Musical-lx x Hand. The merry-making has l� egun. Come with me, and you shall sec the wedding.” The three travelers were delighted with this invitation and hurried along with Mr. Holster. Such a wedding! Never had there been one like it before. Never can there l e one like it again. It was a l eautiful sight! A whole armv of tin soldiers paraded before Prince Fern and his blushing bride, who looked lovely in a gown of white satin. Shepherds and shepherdesses from Chimney-piece Mountain came and danced before the throne, while tops hummed and the Musical-box Hand played. There was a magnificent breakfast, to which the three travelers were invited by the Prince, while the crew was given as much milk as it cared to drink. The next day Prince Fern ordered the “Clothes-basket,” which had drifted on the beach, to be repaired : and while this was l eing done, Captain Lilly, the Mate, and the Midshipman remained his guests, and a very pleasant visit they had. It was with many regrets that they at last hade good-bye to their friends, hut the ship was ready and waiting for them. At last the “Clothes-lxasket sailed away, with its prow turned towards home, arriving without any more wonderful adventures. The three travelers hurried away to tell Nurse alnuit their strange cruise and their stay at Sofa Island, while the crew said nothing, hut thought a great deal about a little shepherdess who had danced at the wedding feast. Hack I came to the earth, smiling a little at these thoughts. Childhood surely is a happy time, and 1 wondered if those children, now grown up. ever ] ause in their busy lives to look hack on such innocent fun. Elizabeth M'ickks, ’27. THE DOGS AND I Good friends we are whenever we meet. At home, abroad, or just in the street. The dogs and I. Each one I hail with a word of cheer. And ]K‘t them all with never a fear As 1 walk by. Hut mine the most of the race 1 prize. For when 1 look in his honest eyes From day to day. “Would those we love of the human kind Had half the worth of his faithful mind. I often say. Madeleine Pkessoir. '17. THE QUIVER 25 MY TRIP TO MOUNT VESUVIUS Mount Vesuvius is a famous volcano of southern Italy, just aljout six miles east of Naples. The Ixise is about thirty miles in circumference; its height is 4,200 feet alx)ve sea level; its crater,350 feetindepth.withacircum-ference of two miles at its outer part. The earliest known eruption occurred in 79 A. I)., when the cities of Pompeii, Herculaneum, and Stabiae were overwhelmed beneath the mass of mud and ashes it disgorged. The latest one occurred in 1906, when it rained ashes for seven long days, a new type of ash coming out of the cone each day. My uncle, father, brother, and I had just arrived at the starting point and, looking up, I asked my uncle if we were going to the very top. “We certainly are,” he said. That mountain looked very high to me, and it tea.? certainly high. We all got into a small trolley car. and away we went. We rode for bout half an hour. Then the car stopped to have an engine hooked on, and as soon as this was done, the journey was resumed. I kept looking out and presently noticed a strange thing. I saw a large number of high walls built on the sides of the mountain. I asked the guide the reason for building them there. He said it was to stop the flow of the lava. It seems that the government had built them for the protection of the various cities, many of which had given money to this cause. Many of the walls were buried and some of them were half buried. The guide told us that, if in 79 A. D. they had had these walls. Pompeii would probably not have been buried. At the base of the mountain we had been gasping for air. but now we began to get cold. About one thousand feet from the top. the trolley stopj ed. and the guide told us to go on the small train in front of us. In Italy they call this last train “the funicolare.” I held my breath. I thought I was going straight up. The grade of that last lap was something terrible. This train let us off about two yards from the very top. I was happy when I got oflf and was able to get on my feet. The crater was the strongest sight that I have ever seen. The way I think of it is as follows: a huge hole, very deep; in the middle of this enormous hole, a cone, the exact shape of an ice-cream cone turned upside down. It is from this little cone that all the action comes. Our guide took us down about twenty-five feet into the large hole; hut at this moment, the cone shot some stones into the air. and we made a l� ee line dive for the outside. The guide showed us small holes that were still warm from the last eruption. He had small bottles which contained the different kinds of ashes from the last eruption, and I succeeded in getting my father to buy one. After seeing everything we could, we went down, stopping at the base of the mountain at the hotel owned by “Thomas Cook and Son.” We all agreed that it had been a worth while trip. Hf.nrv Rizzinj. '27. 26 THE QUIVER THE GIRL ASSISTANT AT THE LOAN DESK IN THE LIBRARY It was with a haughty air That she stood by the desk there. Stamping and passing out books With many condescending looks. ()h, that calm, superior smile! N et. who is this girl. Who, charging Walt Whitman, Will Shakesj eare. and Milton, Smiles, smiles, all the while!' Who is she, who, this wav, With winning, drooping grace, sends away History, poetry, novels, and a play. Without a thought as to what they say? What does she know about books, anvwav ? Lksi.ik Arnold, '17. STORIES IN PROSE IN “STOP-SHORT” STYLE ( With apologies to the Chinese poets) I THE GRIM INVADER HE afternoon sun shone warmly upon the cosy little cottage. With its prim holly-hocks and fresh green lawn, the front yard was very attractive. To complete a scene of true domestic happiness, several care-free cihldren were romping outside, and from inside could be heard the vibrant hum of a new vacuum-cleaner. Ah. how little unsuspecting of trouble were the care-free children! Suddenly a cloud darkened the sun. With a glance down the street, the youngsters ran pell-mell into the cottage—and the sound of the vacuum-cleaner was at once stilled. Now there was no sign of life about the house—all seemed sad and desolate. A heavy step sounded upon the gravel walk, and a thick set. bullnecked man strode to the door. In his hand he bore a yellow paj er. He rang the l ell impatiently. He rang again—he knocked—he walked around to the rear of the house, and. failing to get admission there, came back. THE QUIVER 27 Finally, uttering dire imprecations and biting his lips in passion, he stormed the door—but all to no avail. Seventeen minutes after three o’clock (which was one hour later), he left. Would he ever return? Ah, yes. gentle reader, as much as we regret to— Hark! What was that? The door was gently pushed open, an inch at a time, and a youthful voice shouted, “Hey, Mom! It's all right to run the new cleaner again—the installment collector’s gone at last!’’ II THE STRUGGLE. Our hero clenched his teeth and struck. Clouds of dust arose, but the offending object was still there. He must—he must, for the sake of his home, his honor, his title—. He brought his club down again—this time with more power. His club was shattered. With tears in his eyes, he chose a stronger one, and with one ixnverful sweej)-. Five minutes later he was saying, “Caddie, haven’t you found that confounded ball vet?” II! CHA )S Impenetrable darkness! Showers of burning cinders! Choking fumes! ()n Iwth sides, groaning and clattering, the Stygian blackness rushed past. The child whimi ered and nestled against the mother, whose calm face-showed no conflicting emotions. When would this nerve-racking trial cease? Ah! a pin-point of light! Now—wider! wider! At last—“Mother, wasn't that a long tunnel we just passed through?” IV THE MOM The crowds thronged the sidewalks and street in front of the Daily News. The editor of the newspaper stared madly down upon them and clasped his hands nervously. “Let me explain”—but his words were interrupted by a deep growl from the assembled jieople. Where now was his power—the power of the press? The throng increased—a wave of human beings was surging against the very doors of the building. Could nothing save the j oor editor? Was he doomed to—At last! At last! A calm, clear voice from the center of a horn-shaped projecture from the doorway— “Sorry to be a little late, folks—this is Grey and Mack n’ Me. broadcasting the final game of the World Series. The score is now—.” Louis Genf-rf-vx, ’27. 28 THE QUIVER THE GREATEST OF ALL 1 strolled one day at soft twilight To a cliff, overlooking the sea. And there I sat on the mossy hank To indulge in reveries. As 1 gazed on the restless water. The moon rose over its rim; And 1 dreamed of the fortune that would he mine W hen, at last, my ship came in. Then out from the very heart of the moon. A wonderful sight to behold, t ame a fairy ship of moonl eams made And flying her sails of gold. ()ver the waves flew the fairy craft And l eached on the silver strand. And out of it sprang a little old man. W ith a heavy chain in his hand. ( ver the sands and up the bank And into my cosy nook. Came the odd little man with his wise, old face. Like the dwarfs in a storv-hook. At my side he jxiused, and with courtly U w. He laid in my lap the chain. My heart turned cold and my hopes all died. ()h. where were my wealth and fame?” Come back ! I cried, as he sped away. “Of what value can this gift l e? When my ship has returned from far away shores Is this all that you bring for me? The sleepy wind, which stirred the waves That lapi ed the shore at his feet. Caught on its wings and brought to me His answer, low and sweet. “That is the fairies’ gift to you. It is greater than wealth or fame; It brings to you more than either one. For it is called Friendship’s Chain. THE QUIVER 29 “It's links are forged by a might smith. With love in its tiniest parts, And bound in this Chain for ever and aye Are all true and faithful hearts.” Away went the ship and its pilot queer, And vanished as fairy ships can; Hut when I awoke I found on the shore Footprints of a little man. As 1 wandered home in the cool night air. Said a voice very gentle and small, Although wealth and fame may l e treasures for some, True friendship is greatest of all.” Elizabeth Wickks. '27. A VICTORY FOR WOONSOCKET HIGH SCHOOL John Dixon stopped by the bulletin board in the Woonsocket High School and looked casually over the notices. He had the next period free. In the lower right hand corner he espied a small notice: “The Flying Team will rejxjrt on the field at 3:30; members will lx- excused from the last class. Test flight over the cross-country course to Washington will l e made this afternoon. James Murphy, 3rd. Coach.” Johnny’s face expanded in a grin. He had not expected the test flight s� ) soon. Now he should lx able to dine with Uncle Samuel, United States Senator from California. He ran to the radiograph, tuned in w’ith his ajiart-ment on the sixth floor of the Rathbun House” on Prospect Street, and shouted, “Ma. I won't l e home until morning, as the Flying Team is making a test flight on the fifth air level this afternoon.” “All right.” answered his mother, “that’s you, Johnny, isn’t it?” and shut off. Johnny got into the automatic express elevator and quickly dropped to the first floor. He hustled out to the flying field, where Will Burlingame, third, was in charge of the warming-up of the motors. Hopping into his plane, testing his helicopter motors and looking over the dials, he took off. He left first, as Ixfitted the captain of the team. Up he went j ast the first level until he had reached the speedy mail “Ford.” invented by an alumnus of the Woonsocket High School. Johnny was filled with exulxrant spirits, for 500 miles per hour was the l est that any member of the team had yet done, and he had been clocked at 524 miles per hour. Hut suddenly he saddened, for he rememlxred that Manager Burlingame had told him when he arrived at the field that James THE QUIVER Vose, the fifth, captain of the Manville team, had been clocked at 570 miles ] er hour with his light “Diable Rouge.” According to Johnny’s theory, a lighter profiler of a more durable material, to withstand the gruelling punishment of a transcontinental trip, would add ninety per cent to his present rate. Hut what material could he used? The scientific world knew of none better than the now widely used duraluminum, the invention of Professor Oscar Sirkis. After dining with his Uncle Samuel, Johnny retired early, wishing to get an early start. Rising at 4:15 the next morning, he started back home, as he did not wish to miss the first period class in glyscoptery, a subject be greatly enjoyed. It was still dark when he donned his gauntlets and switched on the heat currents in his helmet. Since the plane was facing the west, he executed the famous Hillman turn, a scientific turn used more than a hundred years before in the great war against Germany and her allies. Rising to the fifth level, he s| ed along at 500 miles ] er hour homeward, watching his electrically illuminated map for landmarks. Looking in his marioscojje, he noticed a speedy green plane, traveling towards him at about 700 miles per hour, a wondrous feat at the time. Immediately his mind turned to the electrically lighted bulletin board iti W ashington, which had flashed a notice that the mysterious “Green Streak” had successfully perpetrated another robbery of “The World Mail” and escaj ed with $5,000,000 in negotiable bonds, with a reward offered for the bandits, dead or alive. As the plane neared him, he turned his Gololxiwski rapid-fire machine gun into play, and resolved to sell his life dearly. Executing a Hillman turn, he swung to a higher level than that of the approaching plane, which was slowing down considerably. Gaining this advantage, he dropped an ignis bomb into the cockpit of the plane below. Immediately it burst into flame, the engine faltered, and the plane described a tail spin to the ground. Johnny then volplaned down and landed amid the charred remains to gather proof of his victory, that he might claim the reward. 1 le viewed only a smoking wreck, except for an uninjured propeller. A closer examination proved it to be of a foreign material unknown to science. Knocking it loose from its pivots, be discovered its lightness. Herein lay the secret of the green plane’s marvelous sj eed. He treasured the propeller, localise its inventors had perished in the wreck of the plane. Upon arrival at Woonsocket, Johnny exchanged the propeller with that of his sturdy little bi-plane. With the aid of this propellei his speed was greatly improved, but imagine his astonishment when he was clocked at 700 m. p. h.! On the day of the race Johnny was in happy spirits, because he was sure of a victory. The course selected was from Providence to San Francisco and back. Eight planes lined up for the start, four from Providence, two from Woons(x'ket. and two from Manville. The trip to San Francisco was made without mishap, but on the turn at the Golden (fate, two of the planes from Providence dropj ed out. When the race was three-fourths THE QUIVER M over, Johnny and Janies Vose were the only competitors. Suddenly Johnny, much to his dismay, heard a skip in the motor. He hojiped out of his seat and leaned over the hood, endangering his life for the honor of the school. Having remedied the defect, he settled down in his seat and forced the throttle open. Soon he had caught up with Vose and was leaving him liehind; suddenly, however. Vose gave an amazing burst of speed, and caught up with Johnny. Johnny set the throttle to the limit, and left Vose liehind so far that liefore he knew it he had won the race. Johnny had saved the day for Woonsocket High School. Alfred King, '2 ). BABY Kings may come and kings may go. And nations rise and fall; But Babv, with his sunny smiles. Is ruler of us all. The roses gave him ruby lips. The starry skies, his eyes : The sweetest song in this wide world Within his laughter lies. Adeline Burgess. '27. A GLIMPSE OF BEAUTY When one wishes beauty. He looks toward the west. At the time of sunset When the world looks best. With clouds sailing by On a deep sea of gray. As the world goes to sleep. At the close of the day. Julia Feeley, ’28. 32 THE QUIVER ALL MY RABBITS DIED The sun was just ) eering over the hill when 1 jumped out of tod. dressed, rushed to the stairs, and. to make sure of losing no time, jumped on the banisters and soon reached the kitchen. I ate my breakfast, not knowing whether 1 ate cereal, chinaware, or tablecloth. My heart was beating rapidly, for this was the day of days. 1 had looked forward to it since almost the first day we had come to the country. Dad was going to bring from the city today my beloved playmates, Jerry and Salic. I went out in search of Elton to remind him what day it was. 1 found him in the old. dried-up apple tree. 1 fe was sitting astride the lowest branch, which was his fiery steed, “Lightning,” on whose back I, as the Princess Margaret, had ridden behind the told Sir Uiwrenee often. When we played that game, we used our middle names, as Elton thought they sounded totter with such noble titles. That is how he came to to- the told Sir Law-rence, and I, Princess Margaret, whom he always rescued from the horrible dragon. This morning I saw that Elton was anxious to rescue me for the hundreth time. After finding that I had no intention of being rescued, he had his faithful horse trample over me. and thereafter paid not the slightest attention to me. I went and sat on a log at the other end of the orchard. Like the faithful dog he is, Polar, panting with the heat, came before me, watching me with his sad, big eyes. 1 talked to him. and he listened attentively, sometimes letting his big tail flop heavily up and down against the grass. None too soon the morning passed. The afternoon went by much more slowly than the morning. The toys were busy wrestling to see who would have to yell “()uch!” first. Mother had gone to the city, and Sis was spending the afternoon with a friend. I missed Sis very much because when I did not know what else to do. I found it great fun to tease her until she was angry enough to chase me out of the house. Finally, Mother came home, and, after making sure that the tox of candy was not going to to opened until after we bad eaten supper, I sat on the front step with Polar, waiting for Dad. Soon, however. Mother called me in. and while 1 was setting the table. I heard Polar’s welcoming bark, and knew Jiulong longed-for had arrived. I opened the big box with the screened openings, and sure enough, there were Sally and Jerry, both of whom had grown thin from lonesomeness. Pink-eyed Salacia, with her snow white fur. and Nigger Jeremiah, with his silky black coat, were my rabbit playmates. The reckless lerrv made friends with everybody, but the timid Sally had and wanted no friends but Dad and me. In the city, Jerry and Sally lived in the very back of our back yard. The little house sat at one end of their little, grassless yard, which had a wire fence around, above, and tolow it, for. like the rest of their family. Sally and Jerry enjoyed making tunnels. When we went to the country, Les had built a temporary home for them. The house was a soap box. and the small, grassy yard had a fence around and above it. but. alas! not tolow it. I s had not thought it necessary to put a fence underground, and 1 bad foolishly agreed. THE QUIVER 33 The first few clays, Jerry and Sally were l usy getting acquainted with their new home. However, one day soon after the newness and the grass began to wear away, they l)ored their way out and hopped alxjut the yard. We put them back and filled up as much of the hole as we could. That night, after everyone had gone to sleep, 1 heard a dog running and barking in the yard. I shivered, for I knew what was happening. I jumped out of bed, put on my shoes, and went to wake the three hoys. After putting their shoes on, the lwys went downstairs and out of doors. I followed them. Dad was already out there. The night was very dark and damp. The five of us, with solemn faces and shivering bodies, marched about the yard in search of the missing rabbits. Suddenly, Elton shouted, “Quick! The rabbits are under the porch! We ran to the porch. Just as I was crawling under, something whizzed by me. and I felt the soft fur of a rabbit and the sleek coat of a dog brush against my cheek. When 1 got to my feet, Dad told me to go in. and I knew from the tone of his voice that he had found both rabbits—dead. The boys sent home the murderer, the neighbor’s dog. howling almost as loudly as 1 was. It was raining. The funeral was over. I sat in the attic listening to the pitter-j atter of the rain drops on the roof, and fell asleep thinking it was the pitter-patter of the hopping feet of pink-eyed' Salacia and Nigger Jeremiah. Adeline Burgess, '17, GLORIOUS MORNING! Wake! ’Tis morning! Feel it breathing! Sending fragrance fresh and sweet From the wood glens. From the gardens. Casting glories at your feet. Hark! Tis morning! Birds are calling. As they flit from tree to tree, “Bright good-morning! “Bright good-morning! They are happy! They are free! See! ’Tis morning! Glorious longing Glorious longing Just to grasp one glitt’ring beam, As it dances. As it prances, ()’er the hillside, down the stream. Adeline Burgess, '27. 34 THE QUIVER THE HELPMEET Recently I have lx en reading alxmt my ancestors. An interesting one was Samuel Moselv, a happy-go-lucky fellow and very prosperous. When it entered his odd head that a helpmeet would l e in order, he applied to a farmer in the neighboring town for the hand of one of his daughters. “W hat!” said the old gentleman. “You want a wife? W hat on earth would you do with one?” “Why,” returned the young man. straightening to his full six feet. “1 can almost support myself, and it is a mighty ]xx r woman who couldn’t help a little.” The daughter lxvame Mrs. Samuel. A few years later, after her husband's death, a friend suggested that she procure a stone for his grave. She replied. “Wal. now. I reckon if the Lord wants him in the day of judgment, lie can find him without a guideboard. When the old lady came to her death lied. she was visited by the minister. who, after other questions, asked her if she had made her peace with God. She looked astonished. “I don’t remember as the Lord and I ever had any difficulty.” she said. Doris Pease. '27. WHISKERS My great weakness, so 1 have been told, is my passion for dogs—dogs and more dogs. Ever since 1 was big enough to desire } ets, 1 longed for a dog. hut Fate decreed otherwise. Mother had all she could do to bring up five active children, without taking upon herself the training of a pup. She gave us rabbits to care for, hut they never could quite fill the place that 1 had in my heart for dogs. Consequently, whenever I met a friendly-looking dog on the street. 1 would pat him and coax him to follow me. Poor Mother! What a trial 1 was to her! She never knew, when she gazed out of the window, whether she would see me walking with a beautiful collie, or strolling along with an ugly mongrel of the streets; leading a good-natured dog, or being pursued by a too-ardent canine friend. Somehow, she always seemed to lx waiting for me to outgrow this passion, but. I am sorry to say. she is still waiting. ()n this particular day. as I was making my way home from school, I was thinking of a dog alxmt which I had just been reading. Suddenly. I noticed one coming toward me with a woe-l egone air. I remembered Mother’s advice about picking up acquaintances with strangers whom I met on the street. Hut.'' I thought, “she would not mind my speaking to this poor dog. because he is so sad. and. apparently, lost, or in trouble of some kind.'' With this reasoning of my mind, which exactly coincided with the dictates of my heart. I called softlv to the little dog. coaxing him in gentle THE QlJIVER tones to come to me. Not hesitating in the least, lie came with one bound, and showered me with kisses. Poor dog! He had lieen so lonely, waiting tor some jicrson to come along and speak to him. Then 1 proceeded to examine this black and tan bundle, throbbing with life, which had sat down and was now gazing at me. He was half Airdalc; hut. mongrel though he was in breed, he was every inch a thoroughbred in his loyal heart. His jjointed ears, that were pricked up in a listening attitude, gave him a saucy air. With his shaggy head cocked on one side, his ears pricked up, his warm, twinkling, brown eyes fixed steadily on me, he had the inquisitive air that seemed to say, “Do you really think you are fooling me t ” His chin had ringlets of curly tan hair that came to a point. If he had been more dignified-looking, he would have resembled an English nobleman with a Vandyke lieard. He appeared to be wearing a black topcoat that only partly concealed his ragged tan suit. His front legs were brown, while his hind legs were black. His tail, a sweeping black plume, was the pride of his heart. His chin, though, with its Vandyke l eard, had at once caught my glance, and now gave me the inspiration to call him Whiskers. I bis new friend responded at once to my call of Whiskers. He trotted happily along at my side for a few paces, then pranced gayly l efore me. His actions were those of a small hoy showing oft to an admiring little girl. When we reached home, he was not the least bashful about coming upon the porch. There we were welcomed by a chorused “What next!” As he had with me, Whiskers won the hearts of my brothers and sisters, not to mention my mother. Even she fell under his charms. She declared that he was a model dog, and not only let him remain, but gave him a bone. Needless to say, he was in no hurry to leave us. I f we can believe the rejxirt of a certain neighl or, he did not leave until after midnight. At any rate, when he did depart, it was not for long. The next day, at about the same time, he met me again at the top of the hill. Soon it became a daily occurrence. Then, when we did reach home, Whiskers entered heartily into all our games. He ran away with the ball when we played baseltall, gave away our niding places when we played hide-and-seek. and made a general good fellow of himself. Thus things continued to go along smoothly until W hiskers took to following me to school. 1 reasoned with him. but lie refused to lie convinced that school was no place for him. When 1 drove him back home, he would crouch and l eg appealingly. Then, when my back was turned, he would advance cautiously. If 1 turned to ascertain whether he had olieyed, he would hide behind a telegraph pole. How exasperated he made me, but yet 1 had to laugh at his slyness! He was so wise in the ways of men that he conspired with other pupils to get them to allow him to enter the building that had swallowed me up a few minutes l efore. 1 hen he would settle himself comfortably before my locker. When 1 came down for my lunch, I was greeted affectionately, for he thought that I had forgotten and. conse-qucntlv. forgiven. Bin not 1 ! Home he went as fast as 1 could make him! 36 THE QUIVER Soon he grew tired of being sent home, and waited for me only in the afternoons. How glad 1 was when he stopped pleading with me to come to school, because it was so hard to refuse! He would almost grovel in the dust at mv feet. His great brown eyes, from beneath their fringing lashes, would Ik raised to mine with an appeal in their soft depths that was more eloquent than his low, persuasive whine. His whole body would quiver as if in sympathy with the tense Ijeating of his loyal little heart. He was a wordless picture of a great appeal, a picture that invariably drew' a lump to mv throat. After weeks had sped by, Whiskers, with some canine friends, went on a romp in the moonlight. Whether the excitement went to his head or not. I do not know. Anyhow, he forgot himself and dug up Mother’s canna bulbs. Mother at once issued the verdict that henceforth Whiskers must find some other place in which to entertain his cronies. She had put up with his other shortcomings, but this was the last straw. ()h. what a lament arose! How hard, too, to keep Whiskers out of the yard! He would poke his head up over the banking with ho} eful eyes, waiting for a welcoming sign. Poor Whiskers! I took to meeting him on the sly. out of sight of all the other members of the family. As time went on, Whiskers suffered from ill health. This was to be expected, as he was now rather old. Then lie acquired the bad habit of liarking at the axles of automobile wheels. This proved his undoing. One dav he was run over and killed. We were all grieved at the loss of Whiskers, even though we had not enjoyed much of his company of late. Before Whiskers remains were taken away, my brother olfered to show me his poor body lying in the gutter, but I refused. 1 preferred to remember him as my jolly friend with a heart overflowing with love. Evelyn Eaknes, '17-. PEPPER EARNS A SALARY The chief hobby of Billie Burnell was baseball, and his chief comfort was Pepper. It was not at all jKCitliar that he should love the ugly little dog so much, for Billie had a bad knee that kept him from walking and running around as he would have liked; and Pepj er. strangely enough, had l een lx)rn with only three legs instead of four. It was, however, very queer and out of the ordinary for Billie to Ik so fond of l aseball when he had never seen a real game in his life. Mrs. Burnell and Billie lived in a small, rickety house enclosed by an old picket fence, that looked like an almost toothless comb, adjoining the baseball grounds. The poor lady earned her living by working for a manufacturing concern. All her time and thoughts were taken up by the piles of THE QUIVER 37 coarse, blue cloth that eome in and in the dozens multiplied bv dozens of overalls that went out. Billie had more leisure time than his mother in which to watch the crowds of j eople that went by his home almost every clay of the baseball season to see an exciting game. To use his own expression, he got “some kick from watching these jjeople; but to see them stand on the top row of the bleachers, waving hats and umbrellas, and to hear their yells and cheers greatly increased the pressure of that “kick.” When they knew that their home team had won—for Billie could tell by the noise—he would scream as loud as he could, and Pep| er would keep him comjxiny by barking. Billie usually obtained the score by listening intently as the excited crowd surged by after the game. Although this little weakling had never seen the game played except when the boys of the neighlxjrhood played in the street, he increased his knowledge of it by asking questions of anyone who he thought would be kind enough to explain. No one had ever told him that a boy could get inside the grounds by returning a l all that had been Ixitted over the fence, and, consequently, he did not know of this manner of gaining admittance. One day a ball came flying over into Mrs. Burnell’s yard within a few feet of where Billie and Pepj er were playing. They immediately found it. and Billie was overjoyed. He wanted it Radiy. After tucking it tight under his arm, he thought that it was theirs: they must be looking for it; it reallv did not belong to him. and finally he decided to lx honest and give the treasure up. He and Pepper squeezed through a broken part of the fence “on all threes” and approached the doorkeeper, to whom he handed the ball. The man smiled pleasantly at the little boy as he said. “That sure lets you in. Push to the front if you would like to see.” The home team was out in the field. As the men returned to their liench, they noticed the two new arrivals near them, but soon forgot, to rejoice in their luck. Towards the last of the game, one of the team saw the face of the little black dog peering out from under the master's arm. and seized him playfully, exclaiming. “Why, hello! What’s the matter with your j egs?” “He never had that leg.” replied the proud owner, pointing to the place where the leg ought to have l een. “Both of us cripples travel on all threes. Now the hurrahing was heart! everywhere, and Rusty, the red-headed player who was sympathizing with Billie, claimed that Pepper was the cause of their winning. “Here’s the mascot that did it!” he cried. “See the three-legged puppy ! 1 le hopped in here just as Art made the scrumbumptious play that set us all hopping!” “What's his name? inquired the manager, “Pepper Burnell. THE QUIVER 3S “Pepper burn well! Well, he looks it! And he’s just what the team needs.” From that instant Pepper was a memljer of the American Baseball League, and lie earned a regular fellow’s salary, being their mascot. The team presented Billie with a regular pair of crutches with red hands painted on them in honor of his team. As the proud owner of the mascot, he was able to l e present at all the intown games, so was delighted to.be able to wave such beautiful crutches, instead of an umbrella, when the home players won. M ADKI.KJ NF. PrKSSOIK, '27. A NEW VISTA There is a camp that is situated on a hill-top in the midst of tall, fragrant pine trees. This camp is ideal. Only girls who are recommended bv some former cannier are allowed to go there. The councillors are women who thoroughly understand, love, and sympathize with girls in all walks of lite. There are few rules at this camp, but these are kept faithfully. The first year that 1 went to this camp, I was thoroughly determined to stay by myself and not to mingle with the other girls. It is queer how one becomes obsessed with some idiotic notion and tries under all conditions to follow it. I was attending this camp lx?cause of my parents. Up to that time. 1 had been keeping to myself, and Mother greatly desired to convince me that my attitude was wrong. Somehow I found myself at this camp in the woods, and Mother and Dad were gone, leaving me for two long weeks in a wilderness of girls. Such a wave of despair and desolation swept over me as I had never known before. After the first meal. 1 picked up a magazine (for 1 had come well supplied) and started toward my room. 1 had not taken more than ten steps-, when a bevy of girls surrounded me and invited me to go swimming. Perhaps some instincts that are so characteristic of my mother stirred me. and 1 replied lightly that I should love to go. No one was more astonished than myself. Here was the first test, and 1 had failed to remember my predetermined idea. They had met me half way, and something in me had responded. Somehow, I did not read that afternoon, for one thing followed another. The councillors were really only older girls, and proved friendly and interested when one sjx ke. By the time the supper hour arrived, 1 had found several congenial girls, and 1 was whole-heartedly enjoying myself. After supper, a dress-up ball was suggested. All of us ransacked a huge packing box in which were piled costumes for many different characters. You know, when you are dancing, in a white sailor suit and a perky cap. with a winsome miss of a colonial period, you cannot be reserved and dignified and enjoy yourself at the same time. It just is not possible. THE QUIVER S9 The ball stopped at nine-thirty, and sixty girls, tired, happy, and feeling friendly and intimate with all others, gathered on the cool, dark porch and settled down to the good-night talk. For a short space, no one spoke. Only the usual night sounds were heard. Then some one began that beautiful melody, “Day is Dying in the West,” and une by one all joined in singing softly. A blind girl then sjx ke in a low, pleasing voice of what camp had meant to her. Then followed the councillor, who told the new comers alxmt meal hours and gave a few other bits of information. In closing, she ]x)ke of the camp motto, which was, “Love To.” Why, I had unknowingly used that very phrase when asked to join the swimming party! Again the councillor spoke, and it was an evening prayer, simple, direct, loving, and including all. What a wonderful ending this was to a perfect day! Before 1 fell asleep that night, our own councillor came into the room which I was sharing with two intelligent Chinese girls and kissed us goodnight. Happily tired, I turned my face toward the open window and thanked God that I had lx?en so fortunate as to find a camp whose motto was, “Love To. I had had a glimpse of a new vista that promised to benefit and help me. Elizabeth Carkinc.ton . ’27. HIS TRUANCY A young boy came down the street, whistling. Something alxmt him attracted the attention of the policeman on the corner. It was not his whistle, for that was no shriller than the usual whistle of small boys. His cap was nondescript and worn in the fashion of most boys. His overcoat was hanging open, and the jxickets were out of shape, very much out of shajie. One could almost see marbles, tops, rabbits' left feet, knives, buttons, and other articles peculiar to small boys in them. His shoes were scuffed at the toes, but there was nothing unusual in that. What was there alxiut him? Ah! Out came the policeman’s watch. “Ten-forty. He should l e in school! ()n came the lx y, still whistling. “Good morning. Sonny.” “Mornin’--------sir. “Cold morning? “Y-y-yes, sir. “But just right for a long walk, huh?” “1 g-g-guess so. sir,” said the boy, moving on. “Hold on a minute! Let’s enjoy it together.” said Mr. Policeman. They walked on. The boy was quiet, tongue-tied. Then the policeman did the whistling and most of the talking for both. “What is vour name? “Frank T.orrv, s-s-sir. Ill THE QUIVER “V here do you live?” “Twelfth Street.” When they reached a red brick building, a building that seemed to our eleven year old Frank to tower to the skies, although it was only five stories high, the policeman told him that he had to go in. and asked Frank to go with him; then they could continue their walk. While Frank sat in the vestibule, he passed the time counting the colors on the plastered walls. These walls looked as if a half dozen rainbows had ! een quarreling. Some of the yellows had gained possession of the ceiling, a few of the greens had usurped the floor. The oranges, reds, blues, and violets had struggled for supremacy on the walls. The outcome was as yet in doubt, as far as Frank could ascertain. He was glad that his new friend did not keep him long in the queer looking room. On his return, the policeman was accompanied by a tall, pleasant looking man. wearing a dark business suit. The newcomer began to question Frank. “To which school do you go?” “Eleventh Street, sir.” “Which grade?” “Sixth, sir.” “Why aren't you there today? “Well, you see. sir. I—” “1 don’t want a long story. Come. now. give your reason quickly.” “Well. sir. the janitor—” “What has the janitor to do with your truancy?” The boy started at the last word. The man noticed the involuntary reaction. “But— “Yes. Truancy is very, very serious.” “Pardon me, Frank. I forgot to introduce you to the new truant officer. Mr. Grenville.” broke in the policeman. “Please to meet you.” mumbled Frank. “But, really, sir. I— If you go on like that i will have to take you back to the school.” Mr. Grenville was surprised by Frank’s answer. “I guess that would l e the best way, sir.” The return trip to the school was uneventful. Neither of them spoke a word. As he walked up the long flight of stone steps, Mr. Grenville noticed the heavy silence in the air. He looked puzzled, but said not a word. After entering the building, which was freezing cold. Frank led him to his class room. The door was locked! Mr. Grenville turned to Frank and thundered. “What is the meaning of this, young man?” After a short jkuisc. during which Frank did not speak, he repeated his question. THE QUIVER 41 “Well, you see, sir—” “Yes, I see, but why is this door locked? “The janitor couldn't—” “The janitor again ! What couldn't he do?” “He couldn’t get up any steam, an’ the princijial dismissed us 'cause it was too cold.” Margaret McGill, '27. WASHINGTON! Cast of characters: Barbara Hale; Donald Hale, her brother; Patricia Grey: Betty Kendall: couples to dance in Act II. Scene 1 Time: Late afternoon of February 21. Setting: Living room of the Hale home. The room is done in a dull blue and has a “homey” atmosphere. A large, comfortable-looking divan occupies the left of the stage, with an arm chair in front of a lamp at one end and a small table at the other. A piano is at the right; a fireplace with a mantle above it. at the back; and a table with an array of magazines, A ational Geographic, Vogue, College Humor, Life, and Scientific American. at the right of the fireplace. A stair-case at the left leads to the upjier part of the house, and the door at the right leads to a hall. As the curtain rises, two girls. Barbara Hale and Patricia Grey, enter. Both are about seventeen, vivacious, athletic, typical G27 girls. Both are dressed for out-of-doors. and are laden with bundles, which they drop on the table and chairs. Barbara l removing ber hat and coat)—“Gee. it’s good to come in near a fire. Come on over and get warm. Patty. Patricia—Just a minute, Babs. My scarf is caught on the button of my coat. Oh, there! 1 have it free now. (Goes toward fire.) I didn’t realize I was so cold until I came in here. Barbara Neither did 1. I'm anxious to open my bundles. Things always seem heaps prettier at home than in the shops where there are ever so many more pretty things. (.Tugging at the string of a bundle.) This was tied to stay. Patricia—Perhaps I can help you. There! Oh, 1 love your costume. It's “ducky! You’ll make a charming Bo-Peep. Babs. Barbara—Don't be silly! Your gypsy costume is a “peach. You'll look stunning. I'm going to get something to eat. I'll lie back in a few minutes. There are some magazines on the table. ( Exit right.) 42 THE QUIVER Enter Donald, left. He is a high school boy, Barbara’s twin. His lips are puckered for whistling when he espies Patricia, who is removing her costume from the bundle. Donald—Oh, hello, Patty! I didn’t see you. Patricia (trying to cover the costume)—Oh, oh! Hello, Don. I didn’t see you either. It’s cold out. Did you know it? Donald—Yes, I came in a few minutes ago. What’s wrong with you? Are you sitting on a pin-cushion? Patricia (trying to sit primly without crushing the dress)—Oh, I’m all right! Donald—That dance ought to lie fun tomorrow night, don’t you think so? Patricia—Yes. It’s fine of the alumni to give the graduates a dance—a costume dance, at that! Donald—You’ll wrinkle the poor costume sitting on it. won’t you? Come on, tell a fellow what it’s like. It’ll be “tough on the fellows tomorrow. We may be getting the worst dancers on the floor when we ask girls to dance. Patricia—Well, how about the girls? We shan’t know who the boys are, either. Donald—What’s your costume ? Patricia—I’m not telling! Donald—Well, I’ll l et you a quarter bow-tie to a good show that I’ll find you at the dance before eleven o’clock. Patricia—That’s a go! But you mustn’t ask anyone beforehand what I'm wearing. Donald—That’s only fair, but I’ll exact the same promise of you. How shall I let you know I’ve found you? Patricia—Oh, you can just say. “Washington, since tomorrow’s Washington’s birthday. Donald—I’ll say. “Washington, to you before nine o’clock. You wait and see! Curtain Scene II Time : Evening of February 22. Setting: A dance-hall. Everyone is in costume. Patricia—Now, remember, Babs, you’ve got to help me out when I get into hot water tonight. If Don thinks you’re I. let him think so! Barbara—Patty, 1 pity you. You’ve got to watch yourself, or you’ll l e saying. “Don’t lie silly. You say that more than anyone else I know. Patricia—I’ll see you later. ( They are claimed by partners.) THE QUIVER SCKNK III Same evening nearly over Patricia—Well, I’m sate so far. I’m puzzled though. I haven’t seen anyone who looks like Don. Karliara—Well. I overheard a conversation when Tom and I sat out l� art of a dance near another couple. It must have been Don, for he said. “Washington.” You’ll scream when you see him! The poor girl must have thought him crazy. I think she was Hetty Kendall. She said. “Have T seen Washington ?” He had a terrible time smoothing it over. Patricia—I’m dying to know how he’s dressed, but don’t tell me! Here’s my partner for the next dance. Who is he? Her partner—At last! Your dress is pretty. Patricia—Don’t lie silly! Partner—Don’t you admire Washington ? Patricia (with a start)—What do you mean? Washington! I don't know what you’re talking about! Partner—Yes, you do. Your “Don’t be silly!” gave you away. Pattv Hale! I thought surely you knew my costume. Patricia—Oh, you’re dressed like Washington, aren’t you ? Donald—I’ll collect the bow-tie. Patricia—No, you won’t. It’s five minutes past eleven ! Curtain Catherine Coleman, 17. “AIN’T LOVE GRAND!” {From the point of view of a s nut 11 boy.) 'Oh, yes! The most exciting thing that ever happened to me? Well, one Sunday, when I didn’t know church had liegun. I came in from the Sunday School room. The door is in the front of the church, so I had to walk up the aisle. Kvervlxxly looked at me kind of funny, but I didn't care. They all knew I was there, anyhow. I came to the seat where my grandmother was and walked in. bumping the jieople that were there. I liked to do that because they didn't like it. 1 sat down, but the man on the platform was saying such big words that I didn’t want to listen. So 1 looked around, and right there side of me. 44 THE QUIVER hut not close, was the prettiest j irl 1 ever saw. She had golden curls and a blue hat and a brown coat and a blue dress. Her cheeks were nice and red, but I don’t like girls, I’m a l oy. I looked around some more. Then 1 turned right around and looked straight at her. And there she was staring right at me for all she was worth. When she saw me looking at her, she turned her head away quick. 1 guess that was because I look so big. I'm five years old. and Mother says I’m big, and 1 guess she knows. 1 wasn’t going to lxither looking at her again. But by and by 1 turned around. She had taken a stick out of her jxx-ket and was putting it into her mouth. I just couldn’t guess what it was. So I just pushed over a little closer, and then 1 saw what it was. It was a toothpick. L kept looking at her the way I’d seen my big brother Arthur look at girls, and she turned around and gave me a toothpick. Of course, 1 took it, and just as I did, she winked at me. It gave me a funny feeling inside, and I knew right away I must l e in love ’cause 1 felt just the way Arthur looks, and lie’s in love. We both started to pick our teeth, and she kept winking at me. I tried to wink, but I just couldn’t do it. All at once she put her hand in her coat and took out a handful of toothpicks. 1 could see we were going to have fun, so 1 decided to get a little closer. She laid the toothpicks out on the seat and divided them in halves. I could see right off what she was going to do. 1 guess Grandma must lie smarter than I am, liecause she saw what was going on just too soon. Grandma made me get over on the other side of her, and I never got those toothpicks. I kept looking at the girl, and she kept winking at me. All I could think of for the rest of the time was what my brother Arthur said in his sleep one night when I woke up about midnight. He said. “Ain’t love grand !” 1 hope that girl comes to church again, ’cause I'd like to know her name and have a regular girl! Rai.i’m Davif., '27. SIBYL AT CUMAE (Metrical translation from Virgil.) And when at length your bark has reached The city of Cumae, There you will find the hallowed lakes.— Serene and still they lie. But dark Avernus sounding forth Her loud and bitter wail, Perchance may cause the blood to freeze. The very heart to quail. THE QUIVER 45 Hut do not fear, press forward, till You find a lonely cave. Beneath a deep, o’er hanging rock. Secure from wind and wave. Behold! A raving prophetess, One of the Sibyls ten. Who writes upon the leaves of trees, The fates of earthly men. In order trim she ranges them. Yor do they leave the spot Where she has placed them, one and all, According to their lot. Now swings the door u] on its hinge. l ake care and do not let A breath of air rush in. for fear The leaves you may upset ; And they’ll go flutt'ring through the cave. Their order quite destroyed, The meaning of them lost and wrecked— Their purposes made void. The Sibyl then, with proud disdain. W ill never more replace The scattered leaves, and uninformed. You must your steps retrace. But no, return unto the cave; It may he after all. The truth you long as much to hear From her own lips shall fall. Approach her now with reverence. And with her gently plead. 'J ill she. well flattered, will impart The knowledge which you need. She’ll show you fairest Italy And tell you where to go. Your hazards, victories, defeats— AH these she’ll plainly show. ()h. do not grudge a moment’s time. That in the cave you spend. For the instructions she vouchsafes. To vou success will end. n. a Harris, ’27. 46 THE QUIVER THE TROJANS ARRIVE AT ITALY Now as the stars disapi ear, Aurora comes forth gleaming brightly; Then, looking forth o’er the deep, we see the dark hills and the lowlands (Jf the fair land which we seek. “Oh! Italy!” first shouts Achatis, And with a joyful cry, the allies salute the desired land. Thereui on Father Anchises. adorning a great bowl with garlands. Fills it with unmixed wine, and, standing aloft on the vessel. Calls on the gods in pray’r: “O powerful gods of the tempests. Gods of the sea and the land, grant us an easy passage, Give to us favoring winds to carry us safe on our journey.” Then came the freshening winds and at our approach the part widens. Next there appears to our view the beautiful shrine of Minerva, Where on the citadel high it stands overlooking the harlxjr. Quickly the sails are unfurled and lie prows at once are turned shoreward. Curved in the shape of an arc is the jxirt by the eastern wave hollowed. And the high cliffs that protect it are washed with the salty spray. Hidden it lies enclosed by towering crags that jut outward Like unto double walls. The temple of mighty Minerva Seems to recede from the shore as we in our vessels approach it. Mary L. Lynch, '27. SENIOR JINGLES Ida Allan tall and sedate, Was never known to miss a date. May Ballou May sometimes acts as the principal's clerk. t that time she seems to be trying to work. Alberta Barrows—whose paintings are famed. Among greatest artists soon will be named. Anna Bliss—a teacher intends to be. How fine she will Ik , just wait to see. Ida Bloom-—she drives a Ford. And drives like a demon chased by a horde! Madeline Briggs- Here is a girl who is jolly and gay, And one of her charms is her winning way. Marion Brown—has such practical views. We wonder with whose ideas they’ll fuse. David Bruce—1h vs agree, is a real good scout. And he always desires to help the girls out. Adeline Burgess- —is an honor student. We hope she doesn’t work more than is prudent. Grace Callanan—Grace is a girl who loves to hurry. Why should one go to school in a flurry? Antha Card—Antha is sincere and true. THE QUIVER 47 )nly a few are in her “crew.” Hetty Carrington—editor of the Quivkr, ilopes these jingles don’t make you shiver. Raymond Cohen—Even though Ray Cohen has ambition more or less. His jtersonality alone will bring to him success. Catherine Coleman—Our Kitty’s smiles are always sunnv; How we will miss that “squeal” so funny! Dorothy Cook -Dorothy is quiet, sweet, and neat; To lie all three is surely a feat. Gertrude Cross—In Gertrude Cross a jjerson sees a quiet, denture lass; Hut when she speaks, she says something, a model for the class. Ralph Davie—(ticklish person) has great suppressed desires! For all lie's always wide awake, of dreams he never tires. George Dicks—George Dicks’ sudden temiter is as hot as paregoric Hut still his upright manliness has made his name historic. Edward Doyle—To cast a glance at Edward Doyle, you’ll find hint stern and haughty; And if lie ever cracks a smile—he thinks. “Oh naughty.naughty.” W alter Dyjak—In answers. W alter Dyjak was hardly ever wrong. Even when the questions came “terty tousan” strong. Evelyn Earnes—is helpful, worthy, and wise. She’ll surely win fame before she dies. Russell Edwards Russ Edwards goes a wav to the C. M. T. t .. Hut he always conies back his fair damsel to see. Hazel Emidy—Hazel is an inveterate gum-chewer. She enjoys it greatly, although a wrong-doer. Matthew Eullam Life is calm and free, and without hesitation, We’re glad to say his comely face improves the graduation. Warren Gaboury— ()! Galtoury an artist was (his voice was clear and loud) For in his daily arguments, he always drew a crowd. W illard Genereux -This Ixn is talented, quiet, but gav. 1 le and his art will find a way. U� uis Genereux—Here's to the lad who’s witty and clever. May he and his art continue forever. Florence Gleason—In clothes and manners, she is correct. )ne of our best-dressed girls, in effect. Eugene Hamlett—walks around with always a pleasant smile. And his legs are long and lanky—ten steps to the mile. nna Harris—For I . S. subject. Anna chose a cat. Now, why in the world do you 'spose she did that? C lara Haynes—This miss is light and flitty, Friendly, airy, rather witty. Florence Heffernan—an actress should l e. For her ability we all did see. Rose Helfand—Rose in the Commercial Department shines. Ftom delinquent members she collects fines. James Hodgson—is a daring boy—a dangerous man—you know. Why. once, thev say in cnemistry. he drank some H O! 48 THE QUIVER Harriet Jalljert —Happy, cheerful, she is a prize, A reckless damsel, we should surmise. Albert Jarosz—In Albert Jarosz one should look to find a nervous wreck, How can he swim along so fast—in studies to his neck? Lawrence Jarosz—is regarded as a super-football star, We’d call him more a meteor—he shines but still goes far. Sadve Kibrik—of basketball fame, Plays a brilliant and very fast game. Xorman Labossiere A real sj ort. the best we’ve seen to date, C. M. T. C. and National Guard, they make a man first rate. Dorothy I aroe—our vice-president four years. Deserves from all of us three big cheers. Sybil Letendre—has fashionable clothes, I Jut her snappy new cars beat even those. Ada Levin—has black curly hair. And a smile that gets her everywhere. Mary Lynch—is rather timid and shy, Hut nevertheless, she always gets by. Francis Martineau—With Francis Martineau, honors came thick and fast. He has some pleasant memories, too—we hope they’ll always last. Virginia Martell—When we hear an Overland go speeding through the town, We know that it’s Virginia without lookin’ roun’. Ruth McCauley—sweet, quiet, and shy, She just lets the rest of the world pass by. Margaret McGill—known for her poetry. Does not lielieve in the art called coquetry. Charlotte Mills—an attractive and winsome young lass. Is one of the most popular girls of her class. Zita Muheim—Whenever in typewritng you are in doubt. Just ask Zita Muheim. and she'll help you out. Gertrude Murphy—Gertrude claims she can’t draw a straight line. But we know she’ll always get along tine. Mildred Murphy—is our star “sewer”! She made a dress, but could do no more. Daniel Norman—W hen “Doctor” Xorman managed football, I le seemed at everyone’s l eck and call. Richard O’Connor—president, you know, for several years. In trouble ? Hide in back of Dick. He will conceal vour fears. John Owens—just a typist bold—and when he taps the keys. His speed just makes the letters fly and causes quite a breeze! Aime Paulhus—one can say lie’s (). K. all around. And though his head is in the clouds, his feet are on the ground. Doris Pease —a good nurse no doubt will make. For surely her patients their medicine will take. Marjorie Pease- Now here is a girl both quiet and sweet And that is a tyj e we seldom meet. Hattie Pcro- as sweet as a rose, is always jiowdering her tinv nose. THE QUIVER 49 Frank Pion—will a naturalist be (I’m sure we do not lie) His great ambition is to catch just one good lwseball fly. Madeline Pressoir—drives a small car. In it she goes to cities afar. Harriet Rabinovitz—Harriet arrives at school in due season, To discuss Algebra, she gives as her reason. l afayette Remillard—Sing a song of Remillard, a picket full of money. Very soon the picket's empty—true, but not so funny! Henry Rizzini—Dark “mustache” is on his lip so fair. Because the girls admire it so, you’ll always find it there. Harold Roy—Of different sports in our fair school, “Chick” Roy has had his share, Of course, his homework suffered some—“Chick” worry? Not a care! Freida Russian—a good stenographer will Ik . As she always transcribes her lines easily. Thomas Ryan—With eyes so blue, and a smile so winning. And oh! such yarns he’s proficient at spinning! Mary Rynn—studies her French at lunch time. Although in it she sees neither reason nor rhvnie. Anna San Souci—is dark and tall. And ’specially attractive when seen at a hall. Klizalieth Sarafian—the liaby of the class. Has always been a mischievous lass. William Sheahan—Bill Sheahan's assets are his face, his voice, his violin, Tis said that in the game of Life, he'll always, always win! Bessie Sherman—hardly ever smiles. But when she does, it shines for miles. Bella Sirkis—who is quiet and reserved. Through the corridors can never lie heard, lues Spagnolo—lives in a whirl. She was voted last year our most popular girl. I-ester Tabor—Here is a boy who is sincere. Rather than offend, he’d cut off an ear. William Tateosian—In the French class, he surely shines. Not only in smiles, but in his lines. Kuclide Tremblay- had a wondrous pride, his homework always done ( ?) ( That’s why he got along so well.) Ye ask him, was it fun? Jenness Underhill—When speedy Jenness Underhill flies by in his machine. He makes the poor jiedestrian with jianic turn quite green. Betty Wickes—known otherwise as Honor Bright. Everywhere she goes, is like a ray of sunlight. Mary Winn—is one of our sweetest girls. But we never could see why she bobbed her curls. 50 THE QUIVER IN MEMORIAM LEO LEVIN By the sudden death of Leo Levin, the class of 1928 lost a true and faithful member. Always ready to sacrifice for any good cause, he was held in great esteem by his classmates. His manly personality and marvelous disposition made him popular with pupils and teachers. Although he was with us for less than two years, his memory will live forever in the hearts of those who loved him. Ix ms Macktaz. ’2S. THE QUIVER CLASS OFFICERS, 1926-1927 Senior Class President—Richard O’Connor Secretary—Charlotte Mills Vice-President—Dorothy Laroe Treasurer—David Bruce Junior Class President—Harry Strickland Secretary—Frances Hope Vice-President—Doris Gobeille Treasurer—Abraham Damarjian Four new teachers were appointed this year: Miss .Adeline E. Hudson, in Domestic Science, Miss Ruth Parsons, in English. Miss Agnes Winn, in liookkeeping, and Mr. Gaspard Savaria, in physics. The school had this year a Student Council instead of an Executive Board as in former years. It was a sort of advisory board acting under the faculty of the school. Two pupils from each room were elected to membership in the Council. The pupils chosen were as follows: Betty Clarke. Raymond Fitton. Grace Farley, Waldo Brooks, Lucille Getchell, Alfred King, Clarence Lewis, Doris Laroe. Margaret Allen. Raymond Burke. Arthur Shevlin, Frances Hope, Henry Rizzini, Anna San Souci, Catherine Coleman, James Hodgson, Harry Strickland, Edward Welles. Walter Bur-back, Charles Currie. Shirley Carson, James O’Grady. Dorothy Wilkinson, Frederic Hien, Alice Harwood, Beverly Medling, Albert Ledoux, Arthur Remy, Elinor Kimber. Mary Smith, John O’Day, John Plante, Eleanor Winn, Richard Perry, Bertha Rol ertshaw. Everett Vose. Angelina Spag-nolo. Anna Neville, and Francis Kearns. 52 THE QUIVER A Woonsocket High School Band was organized this year under the direction of Mr. A1 Messenger. It consists of both l oys and girls. It made its first public appearance at the Stadium Theatre in April. During the year we had received copies of “The Red and Black,” Rogers High. Newport, R. 1.; “High Press,” St. Joseph High. St. Joseph, Michigan; “The North Kingston High School Reflector,” Wickford, R. I.; “Business Spirit,” Commercial High. Providence. R. I.; “The Meteor. Berlin High. Berlin, X. II. Louis Genereux has acted as pianist during upjwr class assemblies, while George Wilkes has played for the Freshmen. Mr. and Mrs. Heard, who had just returned from a fourteen months trip around the world, gave a lecture at the school in (October. They gave vivid descriptions of the Orient and displayed costumes of Egypt and Arabia. Thev reside in Los Angeles. California. In Octolier. the Girl Scouts conducted exercises in the Assembly Hall in observance of National Scout Week. Mrs. Kmilie Holbrook, director of Girl Scout activities in Woonsocket, gave an address on some of her ex| e-riences at the Girl Scout Camp at Colorado Springs. Miss La Fond arranged for the program. The debating club organized in Octolier under the direction of Mr. Betagh. The school joined the R. 1. College of Education Interscholastic Debating league and held debates with Warwick. Central Falls. East Providence, and Commercial High Schools. Woonsocket lost by close margins to Central Falls. Warwick, and Hast Providence, but won from Commercial. Woonsocket was represented on these occasions by William Arnold. Louis Brenner, David Bruce, and Leslie Arnold. The “Literary Digest” was studied in Miss Mowry's Senior English classes again this year. Ralph Davie acted as business manager, and Mary Winn and Mary Rvnn, as treasurers. In addition to keeping their own scrap books, the pupils of English 4A made one for Miss Mowry to keep. In all Miss Long’s English classes, jioems were written this year by the pupils. The subjects ranged from Andy Gump to beautiful sunsets. A dramatization of “Silas Marner” in one-act plays was done b the pupils in English 2B and 2G. The scene at the Rainbow Tavern was presented by both classes ni the Assembly Hall. English 2B and 2G presented the trial scene from the “Merchant of Venice” in the public speaking class. The parts of Portia and Shylock were filled by Betty Deckard and Henry Burlingame in English 2B and by Pearl Brown and Raymond Allaire in English 2G. English 3B and 3C presented the ghost scenes from “Hamlet in the public speaking class. The parts of the Ghost and Hamlet were filled by Thomas Jrza and Edward Doonan in English 3C and by Charles Lloyd and Louis Brenner in English 3B. THE QUIVER At the Teacher’s Institute. Miss Marie Laviolette, teacher of French at the school, was elected secretary-treasurer of the French department. The girls’ basketball team played two games this year with West Warwick. The captain of the team was Sadve Kibrik, and the manager was Klise Genereux. On Thursday before C hristmas, the members of the Alpha lota Club had a | arty in Room 21. Miss Cass and Mr. Donlon were guests. Each meml)er of the club received a small present from Santa Claus, who was really Richard O’Connor, and dancing was also enjoyed. I'he upper class Christmas program included Christmas carols; cornet solo, Gardner Seagrave; “Christmas Customs,” William Arnold; a play. “The Christmas Guest,” given by Alfreda Hodder, Grace Fontaine, James Deckard. William Burlingame. Cecilia Bliss. Richard Bardell. and Pearl Brown. The Freshman Christmas program included Christmas carols; “Christmas Bells.” Margaret Foote; “Christmast in Foreign Lands,” Charlotte Droll; vocal solo, Mary Rzenicksy. accompanist. Charles Wilkes; a play. Dickens's “Christmas Carol.” given bv Harriet Randall. Lillian Racicot, Irene Lange. Catherine Murray. Zelmar Levine, Armand Ledoux, All ert Girard, Russell Gallagher, Cecilia McQuade, Thaddeus Kokernak; “The Meaning of Christmas,” Marion Dodds. 11 Monday, January 17. 1P27. the meml ers of the 4C Commercial Law class attended a session of the Superior Court in Woonsocket before Judge Caq enter. They heard an entire case on a broken contract, from the swearing in of the jury to the rendering of the verdict. This visit proved to l e a very interesting one and provided good subject matter for discussion in class. The Senior dance took place in the Assembly Hall at Christmas time. The decorations were in red and green, which was in keeping with the season. Kornstein’s orchestra plaverl for the dancing. Refreshments were served by Miss Thompson and Miss Hudson. Ihe patronesses were Mrs. Eugene Laroe. Mrs. Clarence Mills. Miss Muriel McFee, and Miss Annie Merrill. A framd copy of “Magna Carta has l een presented to the school by Miss Jennie M. Ballou, ’76. It has l een hung in the history room. “Honor Bright” was the annual Senior play of the Woonsocket High School this year. The director of the play was Miss Metcalfe. All business affairs were under the management of the Alpha Iota ( lub. 1 he cast was as follows: ■ W ------- mmm . hiw u immm 1' ——M i r tmrnmv ■ ' M THE CAST “HONOR BRIGHT THE QUIVER 55 Watts, the butler....... Michael, the chauffeur. .. Foster, the gardener.... Mrs. Lucy Harrington. . . Reverend James Schooley Mrs. I’eggy Carton...... Reverend William Carton Richard Harrington...... Honor Hright............ Annie, the maid......... Maggie, the cook........ Tot Marvel.............. Hones, deputy sheriff... Simpson, another sheriff. Hill Drum............... . Russell Edwards . Richard O’Connor . Louis Genereux .Catherine Coleman Eugene Hamlet Florence Heffernau David Bruce Francis Martineau Elizabeth Wickes Charlotte Mills Sadye Kibrik Hazel Emidy Richard O’Connor John Owens William Sheahan The play was very successful, and we are all very grateful to those who helped to make it so. The Junior Prom was held in the Assembly Hall on April 22. The hall was attractively decorated in the class colors, green and gold, to represent a spring garden. The class numerals were hung over the stage. Music for dancing was furnished by Kornstein’s orchestra. During intermission, refreshments were served by Miss Thomson and Miss Hudson. The patronesses were: Mrs. Harry Strickland Miss Irene Long Mrs. Amedee Gobeille Miss I.aura LaFond On Lincoln Day the upi er class program was as follows: “George Washington.” Vivian McCooey; “Lincoln’s Character,” Emmett Williams; “Abraham Lincoln,” Adrien Groslouis; “Patriotism.” I azar Lazarides; “Loyalty.” Antha Card; “Address of Welcome to Our Veterans,” Mr. Rockett; addresses by Mr. Donlon and by Civil War veterans, Colonel George W. Cole and Sir. Henry A. Valentine; and by World War veteran. Mr. John F. Fanning. Mr. Thomas J. Healy. Civil War veteran. Mr. Edward Ryan of the Sons of the Union Veterns. were also present. The Freshman program was “Commissioner’s Message,” Elizabeth Sheehan; song, “The Little Red Wagon.” Mary Rzewnickey; “Lincoln’s Way,” Morwenna Tellier; piano solo, “Serenato.” Dorothy McDonnell; “Xo Hyphen in My Heart,” Margaret Foote; piano solo, Elegy in G sharp Minor,” Lillian Nathanson; “Sherman.” Marion Mack; addresses by Mr. Donlon and by Civil W;ar veterans. Commander Thomas A. Huell and Mr. Henry Pickering. 56 THE QUIVER Mr. and Mrs. Delh Wani, from India, jxiid a visit to the school in March. Mr. Delh Wani gave an interesting talk on life in India and exhibited interesting articles which he had brought with him from that country. He showed the pupils how to make different kinds of turbans, and Mrs. Delh Wani showed them how a dress is made in India. Their lecture was greatly appreciated. A play presented this year was “Only 38,” given by the Woonsocket Teachers’ Association and the Woonsocket High School. Miss Metcalfe was the director of the play. The Alpha Iota Club arranged all business affairs. The cast was as follows: Mrs. Stanley...... Mrs. Newcomb.... Mrs. Peters....... Mr. Sanborn....... Lucy.............. Bob............... Mary Hadley....... Sydney Johnson... Professor Giddings Jimmie ........... Charlie........... Alice............. Marjorie.......... Miss Anna G. Meakin Miss Mae C. O’Neil Miss Alice S. Flynn Mr. James W. Murphy Florence C. Heffernan Francis G. Martineau Ada P. Levin Raymond J. Cohen Mr. Raymond J. Betagh William D. Sheahan Frank Pion Ida Allan Florence M. Gleason The school has purchased a reed set, consisting of settee, arm chair and rocker, upholstered. This purchase will fill a long felt need, and eliminate the necessity of borrowing furniture for use at school dances. Mrs. French from the Dennison Company paid a visit to the school in March. She gave an interesting talk to the girls on the uses of crej)e paper. She had many crej e paper novelties and decorations with her to illustrate her talk. Banking reports this year have l een fair. Miss Merrill’s room. Room 19. which consists of Seniors only, has attained an average of one hundred | er cent every week this year. The High School teachers had their visiting day April 20. Most of the teachers visited Providence and Pawtucket. In May. nine of the Senior girls, accompanied by Miss Laviolette and Miss Parsons, went to Brown University for Sub-Freshman Day. The Senior girls at Brown escorted them through Miller. Metcalf, and Pembroke Halls, around the campus, and also through the new Alumni Hall, where they were addressed by Dean Margaret S. Morriss. Refreshments were THE QUIVER 57 served in the cafeteria after the address. The girls had an enjoyable time and brought hack interesting tales of college life. On Arbor Day, the Seniors planted a rose bush in front of the main building. This was under the supervision of Miss Merrill. The Arbor Day program for the upper classes was as follows: Song by the school, Welcome, Sweet Springtime”; “Commissioner’s Message,” Leslie Arnold; violin solo, Elene West, accompanied by Louis Genereux; vocal solo, Alfreda Hodder, accompanied by Eleanor Hoard; “Trees,” ntha Card; “American Forests.” David Bruce; address by Mr. Rockett; three selections by the Woonsocket High School Band. The Freshman Arl or Day program was as follows: Selection by High School Band; “Commissioner’s Message,” Elizalx;th Sheahan; “The Ten Commandments,” Harriet Randall; song, Thelma Hart; “Forest Fires.” Armand Ledoux; gypsy forest dance. Doris Allen; address, Mr. Rockett: “Friends of Flowers.” Morwenna Tellier; “The School Girl’s Trial. Marion Mack. On May 17, Mr. J. C. Cosseboom talked most interestingly to Miss Merrill’s history classes on the American Constitution. Mr. and Mrs. Arthur A. Drabble have presented the school a l)eautiful picture in memory of their daughter. Dorothy, of the class of 1925. ENGLISH STANDARDIZED TESTS louring December, January, and February, standardized tests in English were given to five divisions of the Freshman class, one hundred and fifteen pupils, under the supervision of Miss McMichael in connection with a course that she was taking at Brown University. These tests were : 1. Inglio Vocabulary Test. 2. Pressey-Bowers Capitalization Test, 3. Pressey-Ruhlen Punctuation Test. 4. Chapman-Cook Speed of Reading Test, 5. Providence Spelling Test, 6. Providence Language-Usage Test. The chief purpose in giving these tests was to measure the present knowledge of the pupils in English, as a result of the training they had received during their primary and grammar school years. In no way was there any .attempt made to measure ability or intelligence. All the tests used, there- 58 THE QUIVER fore, were standardized; that is, tests that have been used in the various towns and cities of the United States and been found applicable to high school pupils. From the point of view of measuring each pupil’s knowledge of English and then comparing this knowledge with that of pupils of other cities, the results were highly satisfactory and were as follows: Inglis Vocabulary Test. Pressey-Ruhlen Punctuation Test. Chapman-Cook S] eed of Reading Providence Spelling Test......... Established W. 11. S. Providence ir. VI fI Median Median Median ... 45 46.6 ... 18 21.35 ... 13 16 est. 16 17.55 is 45.8 46 26.07 25 PUBLIC SPEAKING After a few weeks of public shaking with varied assignments, the students began to lose the dislike for the subject which they had felt when the course was made compulsory. The Seniors, for instance, were the first to show their ability as speakers. Of special interest wtis the assignment— After Dinner Sj eeches—in which the lx ys of 4A really outdid the girls with their stag party as opposed to the Athletic Club Reunion of the girls. In the 4B division, however, the girls outdid the Inns. In the 4C the boys were the only ones to have this assignment. The Chairmen for the Senior Divisions were as follows: 4A—David Bruce. Catherine Coleman 4B—Louis (ienereux, Evelyn Karnes 4C—Francis Martineau The Juniors, too. did some splendid work. The Sophomores, however, carried off the banner in this department. Perhaps it was Itecause they were younger that they took more kindly to the subject. The outstanding speakers of the Sophomore Class were Adrien Grolouis, Lazar Lazarides. and Miriam Helfand. An interesting assignment toward the end of the year for the Sophomores was Parliamentary Law procedure, which was taught through organizing the classes into clubs, such as Athletic, Science. Literary, and Travel Clubs. Alfred King of the 2A and F'mrnet Williams were two presidents that showed much executive ability. The eagerness of the students to take part in their meetings was especially gratifying. THE QUIVER 59 The final assignment for the year for the Seniors was a ten or fifteen-minute speech, according to the size of the class, on a subject big enough to require reference w’ork. For the Juniors, the final assignment was a ten-minute speech, and for the Sophmores, a five-minute speech, both with the same requirements. I he end of the year showed a marked improvement on the part of everyone and the mountain, public sjjeaking, which seemed to stare everyone in the face in September, proved to 1 e only a mole hill, and a small one at that. ()n May 20th the following program was given as an exhibition of the public sj eaking work for the year: ()ration—“Message to Garcia”..........................I azar I azarides “Prospects in the Next Presidential Campaign” ((friginal speech). Raymond Cohen “Folklore” ( )riginal).............................Catherine Coleman Machelor Party (After Dinner Sf eeches)... Toastmaster. Louis (ienereux Speakers : Tx slie Arnold. Russell Edwards. Ralph Davie, All ert Jarosz. Richard VC'onnor “Annapolis (Original).................................. lvin Hughes ’Criminology (Original)..............................William Arnold ( ration...............................................Miriam Helfand ration........................................... Adrien Groslouis Pla “Not (Juite Such a Goose” (Sophomores) Alfred King, Angelina Spagnolo, Grace Fontaine Charles Horton. Edith Farrar PHYSICAL EDUCATION NOTES 1'he work of the Physical Education Department has gone merrilv on this year with concentration on the two major indoor sports, volley l all and basketball. The volley ball tournament involving the four classes took place just ] revious to the Christmas holidays with the Sophomores coming through the winners. The month of February ushered in the basketball tournament. The Freshmen were victorious, and as a ] enalty for their victory, met the Varsity. which defeated them. These tournaments have fostered a healthy, happy, sportsmanlike spirit between the classes and a keen desire to renew like activities another vear. 60 THE QUIVER The Varsity played only two outside teams. West Warwick and a municipal team. Track and soccer went into decline for the need of a playing surface, hut appropriate substitutes were made on the gymnasium floor. The annual class day track meet had to he abandoned for the same reason. The girls’ Hallowe’en party held in the gym October twenty-ninth was a merry affair with a hundred in attendance. Some old and many new and novel stunts constituted the program. Some even learned a new way to eat (?) corn flakes. DRAWING DEPARTMENT NOTES Display cards announcing Nurses Tag Day for May 14 were made by all pupils of the Freshman drawing classes. One hundred fifteen were placed in the merchants’ windows about the city. Twelve illustrated posters were completed in the commercial art class by pupils, as follows: Class 1929__Ix is Allen, I. o Kullam. Catherine Gershkoff, Agnes Graham. Charles Horton. I.azar Lazarides, Evelyn Moss. Rudolph Paydos, Fred Pratt, Bella Skolnick, Emmet Williams, and Ralph Hoyle, ’28. From Class of 1927. three extra large posters were contributed by Russell Edwards, Eugene Hamlett. and lister Taber. A numl er of stage properties for the Senior play. “Honor Bright. and the later production. “Only 38.” were made in the Senior and Junior drawing classes, viz., charcoal enlargements. All erta Barrows, '27; Japanese print reproduction, Elizal eth Carrington, '27: hall clock. Eugene Hamlett. ’27; casement window with day and evening scenes, Philip Fahrenholz, ’28, who. with Stanley McMullen, '29. made the stained glass windows for “Only 38’’; lanterns by pupils of ’28 as follows : Thomas Bliss, Louis Brenner. Marcel Delys. Joseph Dziob, Charles Hammann, Thomas 1 rza. and Hudson Scattergood. The monogram designed by Maria Fran-ceschi was adopted for the candy l oxes used at the time of the play. “Honor Bright,” and the boxes were i«inted by the Juniors. Posters for this play were made by all pupils of the free-hand Senior drawing class, while posters advertising “()nly 38 were turned out by a few pupils of the commercial art group. Cartoons for this issue of The Quiver have been contributed by I ouis Genereux, '27, Marv Rynn. ’27, Ambrose Kennedy. ’28. Bella Solnick, ’29. Initial letters have been designed by Alberta Barrows. ’27. Evelyn Karnes. ’27. and Elizabeth Carrington. ’27. THE QUIVER 61 LIBRARY NOTES I wo hundred fifteen books have lieen added to the library this year. )f these, forty-eight were gifts. Five were given by Mrs. Thomas F Mcthll in memory of her son, Thomas F. McGill, Jr., of the class of 1920-twenty-seven were from the private library of the late Miss Ama Ward ; three books. “Under Hawaiian Skies. “The Old Spanish Missions of i ah forma,” and “The Favorit Flowers of Japan. all beautifully illustrated m color or by photographs, together witii several interesting' pamphlets s-.et-e sent to us by Edith Wilcox) Guild, ’87. from her home in Honolulu. Hawaii; still other books were presented by Miss Gulie Wyman Miss Muriel Me Fee, Mr. Chas. E. Wheelock, and Mr. J. C. Cosseboo'm. We now have three thousand three hundred and thirty-four books and three hundred nine pamphlets. We have taken eleven magazines this year. “Forbes Magazine, “Time, Fashionable Dress,” “Scientific American. and Good Housekeeping, were taken instead of some of those in the list last year. The library has been open all periods during the day as well as after school. The largest number of pupils using it during the school hours of any one day was two hundred one. At the time the Quiver went to press, five thousand and thirty-eight hooks and magazines had been taken out for home use this year. A bust of Emerson was given to us by the class of ’26 on Class Night in memory of Madolene Goodwin. Dorothy Drabble, and Charles Bregman COMMERCIAL NOTES The Junior class in stenography and typewriting held a meeting on May 26. 1926. and organized for the year as a business club. Miss Cass presided as chairman at the first meeting. The following officers were elected by ballot: president, Francis Martineau; vice-president, Ines Spag-nolo; recording secretary, Florence Heffernan; corresponding secretary, ita Muheim; treasurer. Rose Helfand; assistant treasurer, Sadye Kibrik. The directors of the club are: Mr. Donlon, Miss Mowry, Miss Cass, Miss McCombe. Miss Maher. Miss Winn. Mr. James F. Rockett, superintendent of schools, was unanimously elected an honorary member of the club. The following committees were appointed: Name—Virginia Martell, Francis Martineau and Jenness Underhill; By-Laws—Miss McCombe. Norman Labossiere, Sadye Kibrik. At a meeting on June 2, the following name was adopted for the club: Mpha Iota. The motto of the club, taken from these words, is “Let there be no ill will. 62 THE QUIVER A committee to form a parliamentary law class was named: Charlotte Mills, Ida Allan, and William Sheahan. A committee on entertainment was appointed: Ines Spagnolo, Martha Blair, Hazel Emidy, Virginia Martell and Ada I evin. The committee on finance includes: Rose llelfand, Sadve Kihrik. and Jenness Underhill. The club has held regular business meetings once a month in Room id. On September 24, the club successfully sixmsored a trip to the Way-side Inn at Sudbury, Mass., as its first social meeting of the year. Twenty-three meml ers of the club, Miss Cass. Miss McComlie and Miss Maher, of the faculty, left the school at 2:45 in a bus specially chartered for the trip. The members of the club were conducted through the first and second floors of the Inn and given a brief outline of its history. A visit was paid to the gardens and coach house. Supper was served at Tumble Inn. The trip home was taken up with songs and cheers for school and club, and when the bus arrived in W oonsocket, a happy hut almost voiceless group voted the first social meeting a huge success. The first school business given the club this year was the sale of season tickets for football games. The treasurer gave Mr. Donlon a check for $272 realized on the sale of these tickets. This year. Mr. Donlon started a system by which class dues could 1x“ taken care of in a systematic, businesslike way. These dues are ten cents, paid on the first of each month by each pupil to members of the Student Council. The room collectors turn these dues over to the senior club, lties Spagnolo, vice-president of the club, has had charge of this work, giving Mr. Donlon a rejxirt and check, on the first of each month, of all dues bv the entire student body. The second successful social meeting was a dancing party at the home of Miss Cass on Hallowe'en. Dancing was enjoyed to the music of Andy Ingraham’s Paramount Orchestra. The sale of Christmas seals in High School resulted in $246.4.1 lx ing raised for this praiseworthy work. The Senior dance was one of the most successful ever given at the school. President Richard O’Connor presented Mr. Donlon a Christmas gift in the form of a check for $65.20, the largest check for a Senior dance. The club held a Christmas party in Room 21 and presented Princij al Donlon with a bronze desk light. Io Miss Cass the club gave a desk ink-stand, and to Miss McCombe a desk calendar. The club assisted the committee on the Alumni Ball, held in the Armory on Deceml)er 10. 1026. Much of the clerical work was done at the school, and committees. THE QUIVER 63 At a meeting in October, “Dick O’Connor, jx pular president of the Senior class, was unanimously elected an active meml er of the club. Margaret Busher, Henry Rizzini, Harold Roy, and Anna San Souci were also oted into membership. Business arrangements for the Senior play, “Honor Bright,” were taken care of by the club. Nine members of the club took j art in this play. da Levin had charge of the program and it was one of the l est ever arranged for a Senior play. She was assisted by Marion Brown. Frieda Russian. Raymond Cohen and William Sheahan. The club enjoyed a sleigh ride to East Woonsocket Grange on January 26. The use of the sleigh was given free through the generosity of .Mr. Joseph Cavedon. At a meeting on February 16. it was voted to organize an orchestra from a group of talented musicians in the club, and to call it the “Alpha Iota Club Orchestra.” The meml ers are Francis Martineau, Raymond Cohen, IvOuis and Willard Genereux, and Robert Ford. Henry Rizzini was elected manager of the orchestra. The orchestra gave two dances to raise money to purchase uniforms. They have played for several dances. The club assisted the committee from the Junior class with arrangements for the Junior Prom. lhe club assisted the committee from the Woonsocket Teachers' Association with arrangements for the play given on April 28 and 29 at the 11 igh School. “Only 38. Eight members of the club appeared in the cast. l he annual meeting of the club was held in Room 21 on May 11. Reports from all officers and chairmen were given. Election of officers for next year was held. Miss lues Spagnolo was elected president; Anna San Souci, vice-president; Zita Muheim. recording secretary; Ada Levin, corresponding secretary: Florence Heffernan. treasurer; Sadve Kibrik, assistant treasurer. To the equipment for the office practise classes has been added this year a new Burroughs listing and adding machine, and a Burroughs calculator. These are in constant use by meniliers of the classes in bookkeeping and office training. The new Multigraph has been used successfully this year. Some fine programs for the public speaking exhibition were prepared on the Multigraph by Charles Horton. Frank Hathaway, and George Whaley. Many awards, including certificates, silver, bronze and gold pins, have been won by members of the Senior and Junior typewriting classes for accuracy and speed in typewriting tests. The highest records in the Senior class were won by John Owens. Florence Heffernan. Clara Haynes, and Raymond Cohen, for writing fifty words per minute for fifteen minutes. Miss Heffernan won two fiftv-word awards on two different machines. 64 THE QUIVER For writing forty-five words per minute, silver and gold pins were awarded to John Owens, Florence Heffernan. Virginia Martell, Zita Muheim, Marion Brown, Matthew Fullam, Elizabeth Sarafian. Bessie Sherman. For writing forty words j er minute, awards were given to Florence Heffernan, Rose Helfand, Ada Levin, Virginia Martell, John )wens, Elizabeth Sarafian, Bessie Sherman. Ines Spagnolo. Florence Gleason. Marion Brown, Gertrude Cross. Raymond Cohen, Clara Haynes. Bella Sirkis, Lawrence Jarosz, Hazel Emidy, Miss Martell, Miss Sj agnolo. and Miss Gleason won two awards on different machines. Miss Heffernan and John Owens won three forty-word awards. Certificates were won by the following Seniors: Sadye Kibrik (3). Florence Gleason (3), Marion Brown (3). Gertrude Cross (3), Hazel Emidy (3), Matthew Fullam (3), Florence Heffernan (3). Rose Helfand (3). Ada l evin (3). Virginia Martell (3). Zita Muheim (3), John Owens (3). Frank Pion (3), Frieda Russian (3), Elizabeth Sarafian (3), Bella Sirkis (3), Ines Spagnolo (3), Bessie Sherman (3), Daniel Norman (2). Ida Allan, Dorothy, Cook. Alberta Barrows. Bessie Sherman, Francis Martineau, Charlotte Mills, William Sheahati. Catherine Coleman. Anna Bliss, Ida Bloom. The following members of the Junior class won awards: Certificates— Louise Hodder (4). Grace Lynch (4), Mary Dziob (4), Anna Neville (3), Betty Campbell (4), Etta Falk (2), John Connell (2), Bertha Clancy (2). Florence Fitzpatrick (2), Irene Manning, Catherine Coleman, Louise McCooey, Gladys Vaznaian, Della Ditson, Esther Mowry, Horace Mas-sart, Anna Walsh. Frank Hathaway, Constance Trinque, Betty Campbell. Helen Sheehan, Hortense Barrette. The Junior class in stenography and typewriting held a meeting in May in Room 23 for the purpose of electing officers of the club. The Australian ballot was used. Those elected are as follows: President.................................John Connell Vice-President.................................Raymond Burke Recording Secretary.............................Edward Maloney Corresponding Secretary.........................Gladys Vaznaian Treasurer.......................................Bertha Clancy THE QUIVER 65 FOOTBALL I twler tin guidance of � ur new coach, Mr. Savaria, W oonsocket High School came through the football season with flying colors. With a few eterans for a foundation and a wealth of raw candidates, a fast team was developed, which proved itself dangerous at all times to the opposing team. In the Rhode Island Interscholastic League, we received third place. The letter men were ( apt. Jarosz. Tateosian. Caver, Shevlin, Welles, Doonan, Kvan, Nasse. I'aulhus. Remillard, Roy, Fullam, Damarjian, Bruce. Edwards. Hodgson. Hoyle. I aferrier. Codv. and Norman (manager). The scores were: Woonsocket Visitors Sept. 25 Milford 20 0 ()ct. 1 Commercial 20 0 )ct. 2 Fitchburg 0 43 ( ct. X Pawtucket 6 7 Oct. 15 C lassical 20 0 ()ct. 22 West Warwick .... 0 Oct. 17 Fast Providence . . . 0 0 Nov. 5 Hojk 13 0 Nov. 12 C ranston 6 9 - « Football Tram 1927 THE QUIVER 67 BASKETBALL ur lxjys did their l est work on the l asketl� all floor this year. W e raptured second place in the Rhode Island Interscholastic League, missing the ] cnnant by the loss of a single game. The W. H. S. Freshmen had an excellent team and went through their schedule without a defeat. The letter men were—Capt. Tateos an. Roy. Paulhus. Doonan. Cody. Norman. Welles, I'ion. and Underhill (manager). Fhe scores were: Woonsocket Visit � rs J ec. 3 Commercial Science. . .... 21 23 1 )ec. 10 Harrington .... 37 7 J )ec. 17 Brvant Stratton... 2 7 Dec. 23 Collegians .... 20 15 Dec. 28 Alumni .... 24 17 Jan. 7 Classical .... 36 5 Jan. 11 Commercial .... 20 7 Jan. 14 F'itchburg .... 14 24 Jan. 21 Fast Providence .... 16 14 Jan. 25 Central Falls .... 10 19 Jan. 18 Pawtucket .... 24 14 Jan. 28 Warwick .... 3 8 Feb. 1 Hope 20 Feb. 4 Classical 6 Feb. 8 Rogers .... 13 28 Feb. 11 Hope .... 26 13 Feb. 15 Pawtucket 6 Feb. 18 East Providence .... 11 14 Feb. 2 Fitchburg . ... 14 33 Mar. 4 Rogers . . . . 19 25 Baskktbai.i. Tkam 1927 THE QUIVER 69 BASEBALL I p to the time when the Quiver went to press, our baseball team had won five games and lost four. The games played were: April 12 Woonsocket Woonsocket Commercial. 7 Visitors 3 April 19 West Warwick .... 14 2 April 22 Pawtucket 12 K April 26 East Providence ... 1 14 April 2 Cranston 6 May 3 C ommercial 15 5 May 6 Classical } 5 May 10 Hope 0 2 May 17 West Warwick .... 20 1 TRACK W e have every right to be proud of the track team which Coach Murphy has produced this year. Besides the veterans. Sheahan. (f’Connor. Roy. Tateosian. and Hamlett. he has developed such undergraduate stars as Smith, Paquette, and Masse. In the annual track meet with I aSalle, we won decisively. 79 to 44. Roy, who alone scored IK jioints, did the best work for Woonsocket. W e won fourth place in the Kingston track meet against many schools larger than our own. At the time the Quiver went to press, the Brown track meet was still to be held. TENNIS Arthur and Andrew Ingraham, graduates of Woonsocket High School, succeeded in defeating, in the East Side Tennis Tournament at Providence. Owen and Otis, two veterans who have held the doubles title of this club for five consecutive years. Arthur Ingraham, who was a member of the class of ’23. is now attending Harvard University, and Andrew Ingraham. ’26. is at Phillips-Exeter Academy. 70 THE QUIVER ALUMNI DANCE , n Alumni dance was held December 10 in the Armory. Miss Mae O'Xeil. '18. was chairman of the general committee. The Senior boys, headed by Henri Rizzini, ’27, acted as ushers. Miss Anne Dunn, ’23, assisted by Senior girls, was in charge of the candy table. Entertainment was provided by local artists. The “Brunonians from Brown University played for dancing. SPECIAL NOTES 'X7 Edith ( Wilcox ) (iuild's address is 2075 alui Avenue. 1 lonolulu, I iawaii. 'll—J. Elton Nichols is employed in the ottice oi the t handler Motor Company. Cleveland, ()hio. '12—Lieutenant Joseph E. McCJill and Irene ( Banfill) Met rill are at Fort Sherman, Panama, Canal Zone. '16—Donald Beasley is in the real estate business in Wappengers Falls. X. Y. He recently negotiated the largest land deal that has been made in years in that section of the state. '16—Thomas Buell Card helped rebuild electrical properties controlled by the Electric Bond Share Company in Florida after the recent disaster. '16—Lillian Starr, a former teacher in Woonsocket High School, who was awarded a scholarship by Bryn Mawr College, is studying for two vears in the American Academy in Rome. ’17—Harriet Card spent six weeks traveling in France last fall. She flew from Paris to London on her return trip. THE QUIVER 71 '1( —Helen Brown is the chief dietitian at the New Kurland Hospital, '21—Alfred Carr is in the real estate business in I Louisiana. '21—U o Desrosiers received last fall the highest grade awarded in the history of the Aviation School, Brooks Field, San Antonio, Texas. '21—Germaine LeC’laire is studying nursing at St. Joseph’s Hospital, Providence. ‘21-—Howard Morrison has accepted a position with the Bell Telephone Laboratories. New York. This is a part of his exjjerimental curriculum at Worcester Polytechnic Institute. Worcester, Mass. '22—Sylvia Emery is teaching in the High School at Woodhridge, New Jersey. '22—Elizabeth Smith is doing social service work in Baltimore. '24 Last fall. John Gilchrist was chosen a member of the West Point C ross Country Squad. '24—Harold Laroe. who is attending Brown University, had a perfect average in mathematics and received the honor of having his pa| ers placed in the Brown Mathematics Library. He was also elected to the Brown Mathematics Club. He received honors in biology and German and was elected to the German Club. '25—Metcalfe Walling was awarded prizes in English, English history, and debating at commencement at Phillips-Andover last June. This year at Brown University, he has made the Glee Club, Freshman Debating team, and the Sock and Buskin Society. He took part in the plays, “Venice Preserved.” and “Pygmalian and Galatea. '26- Eleanor Breault is teaching in the Holy Family School. '26—Jessica Descy and Dorothy began are doing playground work. '26—Eleanor Donahue was elected a member of the French Club at Seton Hall College. She took part in a French o] eretta. “La Fee San Perle. She also served as class reporter on the school paper, “The Setoniin.” '26—Alice Hackett and Irene Stasz were in the cast of “The Taming of the Shrew.” presented by the Dramatic League of the Rhode Island College of Education. '26—Virginia Sherman was elected secretary of a class of over one thousand students at Ohio State. '26—Vera Smallwood is working for the Union Trust Company. '26—Grace Stevens is doing secretarial work in the Social Mill office. 72 THE QUIVER DEATHS Martha F. (Richardson) Cook. 'X7 Anna K. ( Mee) Kenney, 'OX Bessie A. (Djurken) Klockors. ’IX Helen E. Martell. '20 Marv S. ( N’ichol) Esten. '22 MARRIAGES Edith (Farnell) Brooks, 9X Lucy L. Vose, ’99 Dr. Fred A. Coughlin. '00 Hiram J. Smith. ’Of) Ann G. Ashley. ’0 Rodolph Gladue, '12 Marion I. Cook. '14 Ferdinand J. Cava. 17 Louise B. Feeley, 17 Rose Morissey. '17 Ethel M. Anderson. IX Frederick S. Brown. IX Helen J. Park. 'IX Estelle B. Lee. '19 W arren S. Rowe. ‘19 Carleton Aldrich. '20 Dorothy 11. Allen, '20 Leonard B. Hathaway. '20 1 lelen S. Smith. '20 Leslie G. Burlingame. '21 Florence E. Staples. 21 Fatricia E. W alsh. '21 Evelvn M. Booth, 'll Dr. Lewis Mongeon Clarence W . Jewell Mary R. Crossin Katherine Fehiman W illiam II. Crawford Mary L. Cook. '17 Stephenson Mason Marguerite Poirier William R. Richardson 'Thomas Crean W illiam H. Cornell Thelma M. Bills. 'll John E. Basquin John Y. Connor. '10 Bessie Koger Lillian Crocker Rol ert C. Burke Bertha Logan. '22 W illiam X. Dudley Esther Bellini Arthur B. Rol ertsha v. '21 Thomas H. O'Keefe Arthur A. Ring THE QUIVER 73 ('(instance ( lark. '22 Susie barman, '22 Bessie I. lsenor, '22 Irene S. Ballou, '24 Thresa M. C rowley, '24 Margaret M. Manning, '24 I -aura A. Dartt, '25 II den Stearns. '25 John M. Russ. Jr. Henri Kaufman Battye E. Ewen Ralph H. Baisley William J. Dalton Joseph R. Kugere Lester . Hoard. '25 Melvern Mongol! ADVANCED SCHOOLS Boston University '25 Karl Calcutt ’25 Coleman Zimmerman Brown University '25 Susan Donahue '24 Harold I .aroe '24 William Preston '24 Nathan SokoloflF '25 Kenneth French '25 Mabel Hudson 25 F.dwin McMullen 25 Edward Teachman '25 Luigi Zocca 26 Virginia Goddard Colby '25 John Nasse Colgate '25 Wendall Kellogg '26 Roger Kellogg Columbia '21 Edward Dwyer ‘21 Henri Roberge Dartmouth '26 John Rich Emerson School of Oratory '24 Matilda Robertshaw '26 Sarah Baker Harvard '26 Camillus Angel Holy Cross 25 Janies Winn 26 Neil Donahue Johns Hopkins '25 Eileen Gleeson L’Ecole Nationale Superieure des Arts et Industries Textiles at Rubaix 25 Andre Bruyere Lowell Textile 25 Leslie Redding '25 Joseph Lussier Massachusetts Institute of Technology 20 James Sims McGill University '22 Ralph Fitzpatrick 74 THE QUIVER Middlebury College '25 David Hoyle Military Academy, West Point '24 John Gilchrist National Park Seminary '26 Florence Delabarre '26 Delores Letendre Naval Academy, Annapolis, Md. 22 Paul Card New England Bapt st Hospital '25 Mary Kastman N. Y. School Interior Decoration '22 Marion Ambach New York State College '24 Irving Terkel Ohio State '26 Virginia Sherman Philadelphia Textile '22 Nelson Wright '25 Edward Woolley '25 Alfred Cavedon 26 Prescott Brown Providence College '22 Richard Dowling '26 Francis Marrah R. I. College of Education 24 Gladys Belrose '24 Lillian Cook '24 Margaret Green 24 Katherine Lynch '24 Evelyn Pratt '24 Amy Rogers '24 Margaret Ryan '25 Kathleen Callanau '25 Gertrude Donovan '25 Margaret Neville ‘25 Catherine O’Grady '25 Sarah Smith '26 Helen Archamhault '26 Catherine Curran '26 Louise Kwen '26 Esther Flynn '26 Alice Hackett '26 Rose McFaddcn '26 Mary McGovern '26 Marjorie Mills '26 Catherine Quinn '26 Adeline Randall '26 Margaret Rowen '26 Cecelia St. Jean '26 Irene Stas . '26 Marion Toltnan '26 Celia Victory '26 Emily Wales R. I. Hospital Nurses’ School '25 Mildred Marrah '25 Mavbelle Donovan ‘25 Eileen McCann R. I. School of Design '24 Yolande Delys '25 Chester Cola '24 Byron Engleback '26 Edward Mdrich R. I. State '24 Chester Scott '25 Thomas Lloyd '26 Harvey Gobeille THE QUIVER 75 26 Philip Macktaz '26 George Pratt St. Charles College 25 Prank Hill '25 Charles Martell Seton Hill X) I’leanor Donahue Simmons '24 Sarah Redfern ‘25 Ilertha Randall Syracuse University 25 Nathan l.orinsky Tufts 25 Hcrnard Reilly 25 Henry Hclfaml Wellesley '25 P'ranees Taylor 24 Janet Reid Yale 24 Nickerson Taylor 76 THE QUIVER AIMLESS ARROWS EXTRACTS OF TRANSLATION FROM SENIOR TESTS ON BOOK I, LINE 305, VIRGIL’S “AENEID” Question—Translate: At pins Aeneas. ] er noctem plurima volvens. (Correct translation: But the filial Aeneas thinking over many things during the night.) 1. But the devoted Aeneas rolls there most of the night. 2. But filial Aeneas rolling very many times during the night. 3. The faithful Aeneas roaming around very much during the night. « 0 ctuse of the Chinese. Situation. R� j Huts from Little Acorns Spearmens fro n tk Nu+C . JtoJeew. 4. Cruel Aeneas rushing through many a night. 5. And the devoted Aeneas through many revolving nights. Latin translation from Virgil—Suhlata procul dextra (raising her right hand). M-------e P---r: Raising her right hand far in the distance. Virgil translation: A------a H------s: He mingled himself with the darkness. Ovid translation: She put the vegetables on the fire. Miss Dorrington: What kind of vegetables were they? A-------a C---d : Cabl)age and bacon. THE QUIVER 77 In Virgil class. A- — t J------z: Ixt it deep sinkly into your minds. At rehearsal for “Honor Bright : l - I V- s: You're putting our guest in the trunk, ma’am? R 1 K- -s: She’s lying on a cigarette smoking a bed. sir! Drawng by Kary 6. Rynn 'XT St nza by George Dicks ‘27 The view around was while and pure. The whole world seemed from sin secure; The roofs no more were dull and brown for snow had changed our own home town. French translation: vous prendre a partie (To hold you responsible). I) —d B——e: To take you apart. French translation: “l.e Soir D’un Jour de Marche. A. I : The evening of a walking day. 7S THE QUIVEF French class reciting exceptions for verbs containing a “c”: L'----e C------n : That rule isn’t any good. It doesn’t apply to “finir.” French translation: A_____-t |-----z: They were drinking with their ell ows. Drawn by Albarta (barrows ’27 Lines by ftt.W.tiMR. '27 WOONSOCKET Wc ju dgethe city by its mills, By its house-tops and its bills; Though its buildings arc not tall. Its industry surpasses all. In Senior French class: Miss I. Antha. ecrivez votre nom sur ce papier. A— C------d: En francais? THE QUIVER 79 Teacher: Find the figures three 0 one 0 in the table, can’t you ? G-----y: No, all I can find is three thousand ten. A——a C--------d (explaining an algebra class): In this case 4 equals x i. Miss McFee: Don’t you lxdieve it. Ant ha. In advanced algebra class: Miss McFee: For tomorrow do the first fifteen examples on page 41. A-----1 J-----z: On paper ? In ancient history class: E-----n E—s: Alexander founded Bacteria. (1) Library Plan items: Livers of Famous Men and Women. ( 2 ) Friction Case (3) Tipide Sheahan was closing the window. Arnold: Throw vour chest out. SO ' THE QUIVER DOMESTIC SCIENCE Milk is made up of hay, grain, and straw. Pasteurized milk conies from a cow in a pasture. Sr44Vm V — 44 r-M j, 4 C; r -4 V7 T ZnJ — V4 h l 4JFCSCO Y T N4 TJ TV- � r Oot,' How they get the different cuts of meat is to put a cow into a machine and it comes nut cut tip. lint rails are young chickens. Pupil (to Miss Thompson): Do I haste this on the sewing machine? Miss Thompson—What is a French Seam? Pupil—A seam made hy a person speaking the French language. Some hens lav eggs, some hens lay chickens. THE QUIVER 81 Some men make a living raising poultry yards, 1. Eastern beef is for diary use. while western beef is sold to different | arts of the country. 2. In regards to the slaughtering of beef—First they take it to the slaughter house or cut the head underneath the neck, they then skin it and break the legs. Drawn by Madeline Pressoir '27 Lines by Evelyn tames Z1 Roof-tops,spires,and towers Ascetic!inq to the sky, ’Midst Nature’s leafy bowers Attract the passer’s eye. 2. Heef is a cow. 4. A cut of beef is the hoof ; its characteristics are mutton. 5. Heef has a t lx ne in it—it is fat and grissily. It is used for stew and has many other uses. 82 THE QUIVER FROM TESTS M. C----n: Johnson edited the Idler and the Rattier. M. S n:T wo causes of the Renaissance were prose and poetry. B. F----y: ()ne song in “The 1 -ady of the Hike” is sung by Ellen when she meets Quentin Duneard. Teacher: If you wanted the life of Governor Pothier. where would vou look ? Freshman paper: In the On-a-bridge dictionary. THE QUIVER S3 A trust company is a place where you can lie trusted, hut you have to pay the money hack with interest. In discussing the services offered by an express company, the question, How do you notify the express company that you have a package to send f was asked. After such suggestions as telej honing and calling at the office were given, one pupil volunteered. “Well, you could telegraph.” The two classes in the Athenian state were the Democrats and Republicans. Hellas was Helen’s husband. To choose by lot means to pick out of a hat or box. Hawthorne died and lived in Concord, Mass. Homer wrote “Aesop’s Fables.” The electric and gas service which we supply is essential to the continual growth anil development of our community. To give this community a continuous and satisfactory service is our duty. In order that this ma lx- accomplished most effectively, we maintain a SERVICE Bl REAl . which you are earnestly requested to make use of whenever it can be of assistance to you. Blackstone Valley Gas Electric Company 1-3 CLINTON STREET TELEPHONE 2200 Compliments � FRENCH WORSTED COMPANY TURNER CENTRE GRADE A MILK 8 Mown STREET WOONSOCKET. 15. I. Com plimrnls of FAIRMOUNT DYE WORKS, INC. SAMUELS DIAMONDS, WATCHES, JEWELRY AND SILVERWARE 114 Main Street A. L. MERRILL PORTRAIT AND COMMERCIAL PHOTOGRAPHY 186 Main St LAROE’S MUSIC STORE PIANOS STEINWAY CHICKERING VOSE SONS 28.1 287 Main Street Federal Building MEAD’S FURN ITURE Compliments of C. H. DARLING COMPANY SPORTING GOODS HEADQUARTERS Compliments of THE ROBINSON COMPANY WHERE STYLE AND LOW PRICE MEET 182 Main Street Woonsocket, R. 1. Compliments of NYANZA MILLS W. J. SMITH MEATS AND GROCERIES 370 Fairmount Street, Woonsocket. 1L 1. Telephone 1168 PAYS BETTER THAN MONEY IN THE BANK Coal will probably advance a dollar a ton before cold weather. It will pay you well to put coal in now. Peace of mind is worth something also. Is your order in? NEW ENGLAND COAL CO., INC. Elevator at 99 Main Street Stairways at 99 and 113 Main Street Room 1. Commercial Building TETU’S Th is should be your favorite SHOE STORE Because WALK-OVERS are here Carried in all widths -Combination Last. We Can Kit You. Special A New Line for Children- Misses' and Growing Girls' Shoes To fit the narrow foot we carry these Shoes AA to C Combination l.ast A Sure hit 231 Main Street. pp. Railroad Street Compliments of UNION TRUST COMPANY WOONSOCKET BRANCH 290 MAIN STREET OPPOSITE POST OFFICE Compliments of ARMOUR COMPANY F. J. GARDELLA FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC FRUITS AND PRODUCE 289 Railroad Street Compliments of WOONSOCKET COAL COMPANY Tel. 3991-R f omplimenls of « Compliments of S. S. GETCHELL SON SWIFT COMPANY F. H. CARSON. Manager CITIZENS NATIONAL BANK RHODE ISLAND HOSPITAL TRUST COMPANY I64-I66 Main Street. Woonsocket. |{. 1. Compliments of LA TRIBUNE PUBLISHING COMPANY Compliments uj EISENBERG KORNSTEIN LEVIN BROTHERS 66 Main Street 10-14 Main Street Scalp Treatment, Facial, Marceling, Water and Permanent Waving Compliments of p a 1 n datlj pdc D. L’ESPERANCE FALK BROTHERS 18 Commercial Bldg. 35-37 Main St. Next to Rialto COSSETE’S SILK SHOP ROBERT’S CHILDREN’S SHOP Commercial Bldg.. 3rd Floor 42 Main Street J. J. LEVEIN SON CLOTHING GOODYEAR TIRES Compliments of Commercial Bldg. 210 Bernon St. DR. PH. P. EPSTEIN ON CREDIT Woonsocket. R. 1. 26 Main St. 9 Cumberland St. BOB’S MEN’S SHOP KAUFMAN’S HATS AND GENTS’ FURNISHINGS 36 Main Street 110 Main Street BAY STATE FUR CO. FURS STORED CHARLES H. McFEE 55 Main Street Tel. 3I1-R Attorney-at-Law C. PIERANNUNZI Compliments of A. COLITZ FOOTWEAR REPAIRING JEWELRY Near Court Sq. 81-88 Main Street AYOTTE’S SHOE SHOP Compliments of DUNN’S Court Square A MAN’S STORE