Berkeley High School - Olla Podrida Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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OLLA PODRIDA From the blue hill- tops, From the blue hill tops of CA ening ' . Still, upon the U. C. oval. Ran around in endless circles, lembers of the A. and B. clubs- Ran and jumped and threw the javelin, In the cold chill air of night time. And when dawn broke, crisp and frosty,. All the rooters frozen stiff were All the girls of Berkeley High School, Frozen stiff ' and hard as rock is. And the sun warmed and re dved them. And they ' rose and yelled and rooted, For their favorite — A. or B. club. Once again to west the sun set; And again the moon, fair Luna. Laughed upon them from the heavens. Laughed upon the shivering ' wretches, Running, jumping, in the moonlight. And above, in corkscrew circles. Swung the bird of prey, the aer ' plane, AVatched and waited for the fallen. Swooped, and took them home and fed them. And the sun again at rising. Thawed and warmed the frozen rooters. So this day the field meet ended. Ended the greatest of all track meets ; Two whole days and nights it lasted ; But the score was not kept count on, For the Pale Face. Poppy Clarkie, Had to go home and rock the baby. In the land of the hereafter! When 3 ' ou meet the sun and moon gods,. Ask of each the part it saw. And, in adding these together, Thuswise only may you know the Side that won the . .-B. track meet. 30

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OLLA PODRIDA And their bodies frail and skinny. Some were brown as is a berry. Others pale and white as milk is. All arrayed in multicolors. Were these odd five hundred students. All the colors of the rainbow. Ever moving, inixing, changing. On the bleachers sat ' the rooters. Sat the girls of Berkeley High School ; Some for A club, some for B club, Ever yelling, screeching, giggling. And at two, the word was given ; Poppy Clarkie, mighty hunter. Hunter of all scalps in Math. — time, AVas announcer of the races ; And he spoke with such a slowness That the first word was forgotten. E ' er another one was uttered. So they lined up for the first race. Billy Wirt, Big Chief of A club, C. E. Lowell, chief of B club, Shook the hands of all the members. Bade them forth and gather honors. And around the U. C. oval, ' Round and ' round in endless circles. Ran the members of the A club. Ran the members of the B club. Each distinguished by a color, Some by green, and some by yellow, Some by red, and some by purple ; And they ran with such a slowness, . And so many heats there were. That the sun sank low and lower And went down behind the gum trees. And the stars came out, and faded, As the moon sailed up from eastward.

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December Issues Acorn (Alameda, Cal.) — You spoil a fine paper by your inconsistency. Your exchange editor says Above all things, the covers both front and back, should be free from this commercialism (advertisements). Yet your covers are fuil of advertisements. How about it? Adjutant (Mt. Tamalpais Military Academy) — Where are your cuts? Otherwise you have a good paper. Breeze (Gushing Academy, Mass.) — Ads. and athletics get your most valuable space. Clintoria (Clinton, Iowa) — Your literary department can not be criticised, but should football be given eleven-twelfths of the atheltic space. Cogswell (Cogswell High) — There is nothing to find fault with in your Xmas number. Your Technical depart- ment and Girls ' Notes are worthy of imitation. Echo (Santa Rosa High) — Your paper is one of the best literary papers we have seen, but where are your school activities? Your cover seems rather out of place. Echoes (Fort Lee, N. J.) — Your poetry is good, and your Editor ' s Desk is clever, but what school do you represent? Guard and Tackle (Stockton High) — You deserve con- gratulations on your fine paper. The editorial on cribbing is what we need in school papers. Madrona (Palo Alto High) — You have a live paper. We can find no fault with it. Porcupine (Radley High) — You are a great booster for your city. We admire your spirit. 1