Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

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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

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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

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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.