University High School - Cub Yearbook (Oakland, CA)

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,.. Ulla uh 1 1 -- A- ' -'J F-31 17 f inf:-J,z' il 5 . I ., gJ'l"1-'M 'uf x 'lu ffl! It 5 ' K XV., l.,l""'-,, 41. ...,, 'f 5 1 1 1 5 Y W hrnatmas f .. ,,.l wg 5 .U 9 ' 5' j"'w,h' lil" 2. A - ,, 2, -1' Hn ' W" " ' 1 .5 ,ul j.- uf 1 21 ..f1u!.nf-...l!!Q- ' Wnliland 11191 l. , x Q' is-xyf, 1'-silt: H . L ,742-10614, n. 217 Qlniumily Sigh Brhool 1916 I.I'IDERlEIl, S'I'llICE'l' S.: ZICIIS CO., PRINTERS BICRKI-II.1iY, CALIFORNIA The Faculty' PROFESSOR C. E. RUGH Director MR. HERBER1' LEE - - Principal DR. B. P. IQICHARDSON - Vice-Principal MISS EMMA J. BREcR - English MRS. ALICE B. ROBER'l'SON - - English MISS IELIZABETI-I IQILDROLTVANSKY - English MISS EDNA STONE ------ History MR. J. E. CLINE - - Latin and Mathematics MISS LEONA TLIAILE - - Mathematics MISS IULIETTE LEvv Romance Languages MR. L. C. NEWBY - Romance Languages MRS E. VV. BAILEY - - Science MISS GRACE FINDLAY - Science MR. GEORGE IXQATTHISVVS Music MISS EMMA MCCAI.L - Art PREPARATORY DEPARTMENT MRS. IVIARY CHAMBERLAIN MISS EDITH EATON MISS ALICE KILGO MR. HT. H. GARRETT MISS CHARLAINE FURLEY MISS GLADYS PHELAN - School Secretary MISS :HELEN PRICE School Librarian DR. MARGAIQET XVYTHE Medical Examiner Greeting The cub is the offspring of the bear: the University School is the youngest development of the School of Education at the University of California. Cubs grow up, they became large and powerful, so the University School, founded in weakness in the tragic days of IQI4, shall grow into a great educational insti- tution whence shall go forth enthusiastic disciples of art, literature, and science to spread enlightenment throughout our sunny land. The cub suggests a warm and woolly creature, full of animal spirits, frolic- some, jolly, and gay, a not altogether unfitting suggestion of the carefree high school boy or girl who, midst a war-torn world and a high cost of living, takes life jauntily and has for the most part a pretty good time. Such is the nature of a cub, the seriousness of the bear comes all too soon. The Cub, with a capital "C", is the journal that records the doings of the young cubs that roam this institution. Vfhen the cubs have jinks or win a boat race, the cub reporters manufacture "copy". Wfhen a good story is writ- ten by some promising young cub, the reporter gets it and hands it on to the bigger cub in the editorial chair. Some of the cubs "all dressed up" troop off to studios and soon thereafter pictures arrive. Step by step the journal is made and the last day of school sees its distribution. Success to it! "The Cub" goes to press this time mid the jar of hammer and axe, the crash-bang of wrench on pipe, the chug-chug of motor truck delivering building material. Our new wing is nearing completion, the wing that is to give us two new class rooms, a library study-hall, and a most up to date laboratory. It is going to be an immense help to us all. The library will have a chance to ex- pand, the science people will have more adequate facilities, the drawing depart- ment will be able to have its entire building, while all the literary departments will get either more room or rooms more closely related. To the student body the basement with its shower baths and lockers will be welcome, leading, we hope, to better athletics and some systematic physical culture for girls as well as boys. All this spells progress for the University School. There are other indications. A parent-teachers' association, meeting regularly the hrst Monday of each month, has been formed to further the best interests of the school. The University of California has honored the school by visits from President W'heeler, Dean Bar- rows, Miss Everest, and Professors Holway, Kemp, Richardson, Rugh, and Stratton. Superintendent Barker's interest in our school is unabated. To the Board of Education of the City of Oakland we are grateful for the new addition to our building, the improvement of our facilities and the warm personal interest and encouragement of its individual members. To the faculty and student body the principal feels more heartfelt gratitude than he can adequately express. It was almost worth while being ill to realize so fully the loyalty and loving kindness of so many good people in this world. May the New Year bring to all of us the happiness of successful work together. May prosperity attend the activities of the University Cubs in general, and in particular the journalistic activity known among us as our school paper, "The Cub." HERBERT LEE, Principal. Sunset and the Forest 'Twas dusk, yet the sun's glow still lingered- The forest was shady and cool, Dark shadows hung down from the branches, The breeze gently sti1'1',d a dark pool. The birds in the trees sang softly, And drowsily humm'd the beesg A stream in the distance murmured Good night to the stalwart trees. Then slowly the colors faded Above spread an amethyst skyg A silv'1'y crescent ascended, And day left the woods with a sigh. LEONA MAYER, June ,1Q. I l l Q Is There Anything In It? CC AVENS is playing a good game today," said Professor "Hal" Stevens, to Head Coach Joe Hanley of the Altamont 'Varsity, as they watched the team in their last practice game before the Big Game the following Saturday. "Yes," said the coach. Then he added, "I hope nothing happens to him." Left end on the 'Varsity had given the coach a great deal of trouble. Now it seemed to be well taken care of by Havens, who was playing a brilliant game. At the first of the season it looked as though the position would be the strongest on the team. Altamont apparently had a wealth of ends. Carter of last year's 'Varsity, the best defensive end in the state and one of the gamest little fellows that ever laced a cleat, had returned, as had also Smith, a last yea1"s veteran, XVright of the last year's freshman team had been a star. Eldridge, also of the freshmen, was good material. XVhittier and Havens, who were "subs" last year, were figured to go back to the seconds. All looked promising. Presently troubles began. Poor scholarship removed XfVright. W'hittier's parents objected to his playing, and he was forced to quit. Then Eldridge frac- tured his ribs, leaving only Havens in case of injury to Carter or Smith. Two weeks before the Big Game, Carter was taken with appendicitis. Havens was the only man to take the place. Stiles, who two months ago had been a "sub" on the second team, on account of Carter's promotion, found him- self a substitute on the 'Varsity. "Time outf' came the cry from the field. The coach saw an Altamont man on the ground. He rushed out to find Havens groaning with rage and the pain of a dislocated shoulder. There were tears in the coach's eyes as he turned to the bench where his substitute players sat, "Stiles," he said, "go in." That evening as Hanley was walking dejectedly to his room, he was met by Professor Stevens, who was one of the youngest professors in the Faculty. He had attended the same college and played on the same team as Hanley. "Tough luck, joe," greeted Stevens, "whom will you start next Saturday?" "I clon't knowf' he repliedg "Stiles played a bad game while he was in today. He is too slow. XVhen he catches a pass he can't dodge. I may use Pierce." "He's a, tackle, not an end," argued Stevens. "VVell," said the coach dejectedly, "he hasn't anything on Stiles. He is no end either l" "Stiles, I think," replied Stevens, "is just the sort of a fellow the crowd would affect favorably. The concentration of the thousands of minds on the bleachers will overcome his indecision in getting into plays. He'll play well in the game with Markham." "Listen to me Hal," fiercely interrupted Hanley. "This mental sugges- tion doesn't mix with football. Listening to that silly psychology of yours has ceased to be funny. Nine men out of every ten play the same ball all season that they play in the big game. Some play well, others fall down. This happens all season. If I hadn't played on the same team that you did for three years, I'd say you knew nothing about football." Seeing the coach was in no mood to argue his friend left him as they passed the inlirmary. Professor Stevens firmly believed that thought could be transmitted from one brain to another. He believed if two person's minds were concentrated upon one subject the suggestion of the stronger mind would triumph and the body in which the weaker mind was situated would do the bidding of the stronger mind. He also believed that the persons did not have to be in the same room or even in the same building. Many times he had argued this point with Joe. Always Hanley refused to be convinced. I-Ie would always declare the demonstration in the theatres were faked, that they were only possible through the use of confederates. "Some day I'll get a chance to prove it to youf' Stevens would say. "XN'hen you do, let me know about it," was always I-Ianley's scoffing re- sponse, "There is nothing in itf' Professor Stevens had stopped at the inhrmary to tell Carter how the game had resulted. He had been to see him the night before and had prom- ised to return after dinner. "I-Iow did it go ?" asked Carter eagerly as the professor entered the room. "Havens dislocated his shoulder today. He will not be able to play Sat- urday," answered Stevens. "He did?" groaned Carter, 'fThen they have no one to go in. If only I could be there," he groaned, 'fIf I could only go in. I must at least see the game. They must let me go." "But," argued the other ,"You won't be able to leave your bed by next Saturdayf' "Dbl I must see the game. It would kill me to keep me waiting," Carter sobbed. Professor Stevens went from Carter's bedside to the office of the chief sur- geon and asked to be allowed to install a telephone to Carter's room so that he could tell him of the game as it progressed. "Do you think he could stand the excitement?" asked the surgeon. "He could hear the cheering from the field anyhow," returned the Profes- sor. "That wouldn't hurt him much as the suspense." "It may do him some good," ventured the surgeon, "I think .we'll try it." The morning of the game dawned brightly. It was a perfect day for the gay crowd assembled. The Markham red and gold and the purple of Alta- mont were everywhere in sight. Pretty girls wearing huge red. dahlias and yellow chrysanthemums dotted the Markham section. Violets bloomed on the Altamont side. Some of the more reckless youths had even obtained lavender orchids for their fair companions. It was a gala day for the crowd but a poor day for football. Professor Stevens took his place among the pressmen and prepared to tell every detail of the play to the boy whose anxious ears waited for news of the 'H- success or failure of his college, the college he had fought for for three years. He was determined, in spite of the doctor, to give him every point of every play, even the formations and the direction each play was taking. Especially he planned to tell him the playing of the man who went in at left end. just as the teams lined up for the kick-off the operator at the telephone exchange by some error closed the line to the Infirmary. It was five minutes before connections could be again opened. As he was told that Holmes, Markham's star kicker, had kicked a field goal, that the ball had been brought into position by Stiles, who was playing left end, that only a fumble and an uncompleted forward pass was all that saved Altamont from a touchdown, Carter broke out sobbing. "Stiles," he cried, "Stiles, you big bum, get in and break that up-" As Professor Setvens told him the plays, Carter played them in his mind. As the game progressed, Stiles' playing became stronger and stronger. He displayed trick after trick that was characteristic of Carter, and only of Carter, but still Altamont could not score. Three periods had passed. Twice Renolds had attempted field goals from the thirty-yard line. Twice he had failed. But three minutes remained of the last period. Markham had not scored again, but their lead looked safe as they were in possession of the ball on Altamont's forty yard line. Three plays gained but six yards. Wlith four yards to go on the last down, Markham forme-d in punt formation, Holmes dropping back as though to at- tempt a field goal. There seemed but little chance of his making it, however, as he must kick from the forty-two yard line at the side of the field. "They wonlt kick," cried Carter, as word came over the telephone of the formation. "They know if they can hold the ball, they can kill time until the end of the game. XVatch the fake. Look out for a pass on the short sideg on your side, Stilesf, As the ball was snapped, Holmes poised as though to kick, then hurled it down the held where a Markham end was sprinting toward the Altamont line. Stiles had guessed the play and had followed the end. As the ball was about to go over his head' into the outstretched arms of the Markham man, he leaped and caught it. "Stiles has intercepted the pass," came across the wire, and the hospital jumped at Carter's frenzied cry of "Go it Stiles! Go it as you never went before l" If Stiles had not shown speed before, he showed it now. Through the en- tire Markham team he dodged. In the open field, King, the fastest man in the state, who could do the quarter in fifty, started after him, but as they raced down the field he gained but little. Stiles dashed across the line and planted the ball between the posts. The game was not yet over, one minute remained to play. Markham re- fused to kick, as is customary to a team that has been scored upon. They elected to receive the kick. Renolds kicked to Holmes on the ten yard line. Holmes ran it back to mid field. A forward pass gained twenty yards. A buck by Holmes gained ten. Then King got away on a trick circling right end. A touchdown seemed certain. The Markham stand was in an uproar. Across the Field dashed Stiles. On the live yard line he threw himself forward in a reckless tackle. I-Ie struck his man badly, bringing him down on his own head, but saving a score. The pistol sounded as they lay there. Stiles was knocked out, but his arms had to be forced away from King's legs so tightly did he hold them. The next day as Carter was reading the account of the game in the morn- ing paper, he heard someone sobbing in the bed next to his. I-Ie turned and saw it was Stiles. "XVhat is the trouble ?" he asked. "'IYhat are you crying for?" "It was my fault we lost yesterday. The fellows will never forgive me. They will tell of it even after I have left college," he said brokenly. "They will tell of your playing yesterday for some time to come," replied Carter, "you can bet your last dollar on that." just then the door opened, and Hlhitney, captain of the team, Coach Han- ley, and Professor Stevens filed in. The coach was laughing for the First time in months. "Stiles, old man," said IVhitney, "you played a splendid game yesterday. I want you to take this as a souvenir of your hrst and last game of college foot- ball." I-Ie drew from his coat the ball the game had been played with. On it was marked in white paint "Markham 3, Altamont 7." "You should have seen him, Carter," said the coach. "After the first Five minutes he was in every play. Wfhen he caught that pass he dodged throught just as you used to do, only you were never half as fast as he was yesterday. King looked as if he were standing still," he added. "VVhen he scored I could have run out and hugged him. And when he tackled King, I nearly died from joy." "XVhat do you mean?-When I scored?-Wlhen I tackled King?-Didn't they win ?,' asked Stiles. "VVhat are these figures on the ball and all this talk about my playing? I don't remember a thing after they scored." "XN'ell, can you beat that," gasped the coach. "Sure we won. I-Iere, take a look at this,', he said as he handed Stiles the sporting page of the paper that Carter had been reading. Across the page ran this heading: "Altamont wins great game from Markham 7 to 3." "Sensational run by Stiles turns defeat into victory." "IVell," Said Stiles at length, half dazed. "I don't remember a thing about 1t.', "IVhat are these for?" asked the coach as he noticed the telephone re- ceivers Carter had used in following the game. "Professor Stevens had a telephone installed so I could get the returns ot the game, play by play," said Carter. "W'e were cut off in the first of the game. After they scored we were connected again. After that everything went fineg I just closed my eyes and imagined I was playing. As he told me where each play was going, I could feel myself going right with it. It was so real that I was all in when the game was over." Hanley looked first at Carter, then at Stiles in a puzzled fashion, then turn- ing to Professor Stevens, as if convinced against his will, he said, "Hal, old boy, there might be something in it after all." ARTHUR XVALSH, JUNE lIQ. The Study 'With head and hands I sit, and think and think, And wonder XVl1C1'C, and W'hy, and How. Is all the world a tangled skein of X and Y and Z? And frown. From book through opened window I can see The tops of trees like lace against the skyg The restful, rolling hills of green,-What matter X and Y ?- Ancl smile. EDNAH PATTERSON, June FIQ. -rx l 2 ff' 'auii .-..- ' x l Q H Mary E1izabeth's Romance ITSON Palace was the most palatial home of King James in all the Kingsland. lt was a Brown Stone structure with Cone shaped Towers that Rose high above the Green Grove and Parks that surrounded it on Clarence Hill. To the XVright lay Coxhead Craig and below it a Small Bair of Baer land that marks the lowlands of Blackburn. Par to the left lay Madeline Bray with its Pearl like Stream rippling from Stone to Stone, and tlowing into the waters of Lake Gill in the distance. King james, accompanied by Dukes Sherwood and Raymond. Boone companions, had climbed to one of the Little Ivy covered Towers to watch for the arrival of the Parry on which was expected Princess Elizabeth, the Fairchild of King James, and Lord l4Vescott Richardson of Lovell Manor. ,-X misty Haize hung over the Black waters of the Lake and the Arda B. could scarcely be discerned. As the boat landed, Princess Elizabeth ordered her maid to I-lavemeyer, the Porter, get her Coats and bring them to the Lee side of the Parry. As the boat entered the Harber, Elizabeth, in order to evade Lord Vlfescott, hastened to the cross Rhodes, Hunting a N-Vaye to Shun the Boldman whose Power was greater than his Love. ln her haste to escape she waded through the dreaded Myers of Blackburn to reach Eldridge Wloods, where she re- Cline-ed on the Green grass and dreamed of her true Love, Sherwood. ln the interim Lord XVescott had decided to visit Ritson Palace, where he was warmly greeted by King james and the two Dukes. But when he related to them the strange disappearance of the Princess and his intention to Mary Elizabeth, they were enraged, for they, too, were rivals for her Love. The grooms, Dalby and Martin, brought Christopher and Gogerty, the two Noble Cole Black steeds. winners of the Derby, and the rivals were to ride in opposite directions. The one who found her first should Marion a day in june. Sherwood chose Gogerty, who was XYilder than Christopher, and rode in a westerly direction. while Raymond rode east and then south, meeting his rival at the cross Rhodes, near Loring Hlaye. Elizabeth saw them coming and tried to Dodge, but Sherwood took her in his arms, began to Nash his teeth and say, "I'll Grant you Rugh the day you chose to Mary my Love." As the Young Moon Rose over Clarence Hill, the Dukes drew their weapons. The Xlfoods echoed the metallic clash of swords. One fell. Sherwood Pierce-d his rival's Brain. He placed one foot on the chest of the vanquished warriorg brandished his bloody sword on high over his head, and said, "He who Stoops to conquer winsf' Placing a Small Jewel on her white hand and bestowing a kiss on her Ruby lips, he murmured, "Darling, lf love you." He lifted her gently to Christopheris back and they rode a-WVaye. Deakin Thomas, Dean of Newby Hall, accompanied by his Grace the Bishop of Sutherland, overtook them and were Haile-d by Sherwood. He requested them to go to Saint l:'aul's, a little Ivy covered Chapel, to Mary Elizabeth on the stroke of the Ninth Ouer. MARION GROVER, june iIQ. 1- Gold Come and look, Oh son of man! Draw back thy grasping, clutching hand, Open thine heart and feed thine eyes, See how this mystic treasure lies. Chest of wood so strong and rare, Silver-bound and carved so fair, Wfith broken lock, and bolts unfast, Designed by man in ages past. Come, push back this heavy lid, just as our ancient fathers didg And see what lies in the coffer oldg Look on the metal, yellow and Cold. XVhat see you in that ruddy glare, That makes you stand and blankly stare? Know you thexcurse that brought man lox Know you now his eternal foe? He, with a nod, did turn and ask, "Goes there a tale with this weird Cask? The coins are old and possess no date, But bear rude marks of an ancient state." He spoke without intending harm, But seemed to break a magic charmg The lid flew shut with a violent bang, The lock fell off, and the bindings rang. The chest did move, then creak and moan. It gave a lurch, then ceased to groang A voice within, though strange and queer Spoke in tones full bold and clear. "Satan I am and I find much joy In fooling man with my yellow toyg This is the toy, and the toy is gold This is the story and the story's old. V In an ancient city of power and fame I-Iappy lived man with honest aim, A monk made the coffer, now so old, The city's wealth 'twas to hold. Joy was theirs, in that glad age, For love did rule like a wise old sage, They knew of gold but it mastered none, They had a god but only one. Centuries passed and years rolled by, Man was changed but he knew not why, The city fell and ruined lay, The chest was found in the ruins gray. In the modern city of greed and shame Man lives now with gold his aim, The rich own the coffer, I am toldg The poor man's wealth 'twas built to hold. Sorrow is theirs in this great age, For gold is king without a sage, It quickens the pace, increases speed, The more man gets, the more his greed. I-Iis work is to barter, steal, and plot, To seize from his brother, his brother's lotg And faster he works from hour to hour, For real seems his dream of wealth and power His body he'd sell and e'en his mind- Just to have his pocket lined, He loves the feel of heavy gold, He loves to see its even mold. Little he heeds nor seems to care If he be caught in my golden snare, Does man not know his coming fate? Does he not know my realm of hate? As for the chest, so old and worn- In the ruins 'twas found one early morn, But over this casket I threw a spell, I took the gold and used it well. The gold in the chest appeared to stay, And man it fools to this very day, You saw the gold, but none was there, 'Twas but a trick, an illusion fair. My story is finished, and I must go, These things are true, I made them so, Few worship God, tho', in God there's light, All worship gold, for gold is Might." The lid did quiver, then suddenly rise, A light burst forth, which dazzled our eyes, Brilliant it grew, then slowly died, VVe examined the chest. lTwas empty inside. BENSON MILLA R, Dec. ,IQ 51 An Unusual Punishment BIG bay horse came galloping across a held and stopped some yards from a high hedge. The hedge ran along an unfrequented road. There was a remarkably pretty girl on the horse's back. She was debating whether to jump her horse over the hedge or not. The young lady had bright brown eyes and a wealth of blond hair, her riding habit was of the same color as her horseg the harmony was perfect. There came to her ears the snap of a whip, then a crash of the shafts as a horse fell on them. Someone yelled, "Git up! or I'll kill yer!" Immediately the big horse bounded forward, at his gentle rider's touch of the quirt, and jumped the high hedge. The same quirt that had decended so gently on the horse's Hanks a moment before, struck the man's cheek with not the same show of gentleness behind it. "I-.low can you strike a poor animal so cruelly?" the young lady asked with some show of emotion in her voice. "W'hy did you do it? And what is your name?" "I do not believe I need answer those questions," the young man answered, having recovered his composure slightly after leaping to the other side of the fallen animal. "You are impertinent! I will prosecute you," the young lady said, with all her self possession gone. "I was thinking of doing the same to you," he answered with 2111 exasperating smile. "You brute!" she exclaimed, as her horse started up the road. Her self-possession returned. The thought that she might be wrong came to her. Should she return? She checked her horse and turned him. No, she would not return, for there he stood watching her with the same exasperating smile on his face. just then he raised his hand to his cheek. He scowled, for he felt that the skin was broken and the blood was trickling from the wound. As the girl turned a be11d in the road at a swift gallop he set to work to raise the horse and mend the broken shaft. I-le handled the horse with gentleness. Had his thoughts of it changed? That night Miss Barnsby entered the dining room of the fashionable country hotel with her aunt and a girl friend. She bore no sign of her ad- venture of the afternoon but her brain was throbbing with it. She attempted to converse with her companions consistently. After a few moments a young man entered. I-Ie was tall, dark, and alto- gether a striking person. Could it be possible? Yes, there it was. The red mark diagonally across the left cheek. She forced herself into composure as she did not desire her friends to know of it. The dinner passed slowly for her. Afterwards they went to the ballroom of the hotel where dancing was in progress. Many of her friends were out that night. I-Iow could she help it? Miss Barnsby was continually evading him, and finally after she seen that he perceived her she fled to her rooms. Many tiresome days followed for her as she did not wish to meet him, and yet her curiosity would not permit her to leave the country. Miss Barnsby was not the kind to leave the puzzle unsolved. Had she been in the wrong? What did the young man think of her? E One afternoon, about a week after the adventure, Miss Barnsby was sitting at her window reading. She happened to glance up, and there across the lawn was a cat crouching behind a bush. Its tail was waving and its whole body quivering. It was apparent that the prey was about to come within reach, and just at that moment it did-a robin. Miss Barnsby watched the cat play with the soon-wounded robin, by cuffing it around, and running after it when it had happened too far away. The same anger that had been aroused when she had heard the old, dilapidated horse being treated so harshly, rose anew. She im- mediately went to her dresser, took out a small pearl-handled revolver, ran downstairs and out across the lawn. Miss Barnsby crept within a few yards of the scene of the tragedy, pointed her small revolver at the cat, turned her head away, closed her eyes, and then fired. There was a yell, but not a cat's yell. The cat went scampering away. . "Chl what have I done ?" she sobbed as her former sufferer came limping into view from among some trees with fishing tackle in his hands. NVhat do you think I have done now?" the young man asked her. "Are you hurt badly? That was not meant for you. I am so sorry." 'That it was not meant for me ?" he asked, laughing, "But no, the bullet only made a surface wound below my knee." it Miss Barnsby persuaded him to permit her to bandage it. This neces- sitated a hasty trip to her room for bandages and an antiseptic. XVhile she was going and returning his question, "XN'hat do you think I have done now?" kept coming before her. She knew her after-thoughts of her other injury to him were true. And she resolved to ask him of it when she had finished bandaging. H50 you really thought I did it? I-Iow cruel of you," he later answered. "I will tell you how it really happened. I chanced to be coming toward the road. from fishing in a near-by stream, and when I reached the place the old horse had fallen, just as the farmhand raised his arm to strike the animal another blow with his whip. He had just yelled, 'Get up! or I'll kill youf or something to that effect. I leaped at the man and struck him. He did not wait to argue the matter but started in the direction he had just come from, and at no slow speed. Then you came upon your fiery steed and struck me, who had struck the man, who had struck the horse." "I-Iow can you ever forgive me? If I had only- seen the Heeing man." "lN'ell, it is in the past, let us forget it," he pleaded. "The punishment will be that you will have to come canoeing with me this afternoon." Two weeks later an engagement was announced among the few guests at the fashionable summer hotel. I CARL A. MOI-IRHARDT, june ,I7 1 1 . V N 13 I 1 . l gg! X 5- ... -262221 GFX! E5 S52 :i::: A , i a 1 9 ,X A ' N m me , , i 4gf1QiCXff,f1 .!Cf- A 'XR-X-grit fv fxfxfs f-X ,kfx 'X-fx-glfnxz:-x.z,x fxfz-Lfxiifgfxq K-Sfe. -X ,,,.,...,V ,N f,.fx- fx- ., fx,-,953-I. X-Q,-Q fs fi' f-L f-gf-5 ,-N The Raiders As slow our ship her foamy track Against the wind was cleaving, I looked behind where stake and rack Caused tortures past believing. We were of Drakels Atlantic fleet, A Spanish town we raided, NVe fired their town and sank their fleet- Our blood for gold we traded. Gone are the thunih-screw and the brand- We ripped them from their places. The Spanish whelp, Don Ferdinand A gallows tree now graces. 1 And now our ships we homeward turn, f Their holds are Hlled with treasure. For 21 sight of English downs we yearn, And a life of English pleasure. JAMES ALLAN, June ,IQ. Night O'er all the earth the herald of the night, VVith feet soft clad in rays of setting sun, And with a trumpet formed of moonbeams bright, Proclaims the reign of darkness has begun. Twilight, the fav'rite of the night's mild Queen, In soft and sombre gown of shadowy gray, Xllith noiseless step, and quiet, and peaceful niien, Points out the path to earth,-the Milky Wfay. MADELEINE SANDERSON, june ,IQ xl lv N t ll! X i i J N S W fx l ' 'ff -.F f"' ,l . 2 I ,M 'HG N' 4 5 IN, " T." .- . N TNQ ld' EW, ' l I v- Kg "L ,,-gltx l l ' l ll A ..Af"" p , p X 1 A ,M , i l fx . f ilu W-'fj N xx-j' " N Rf- vi, ixxQji.X4lLxf'i.'h,1'j5l""x ff. O fo il L- 3,-.1 --lib-, , no .Q Ng-'icvxx A...f. " ,.- . f.......,. -1. On the way back to the Ere, Fay was strangely silent. As soon as we had built up the fire, however, he commenced to speak. "Kennon," he said, "it's mighty silly, but I should have told you before. There is an old Indian legend about this valley. They say that a spirit horse- man had staked off the place. The Indians give it a wide berth. According to the legend, this horseman carried off all trespassers with a speed that made them feel as if they were burning up. At the end of two days he dropped them, rav- ing mad. Twenty-four hours after, they died. Also, any horses that saw this charger of the devil, died with the symptoms you have just witnessed. The Spaniards call this valley El jornado, in full, El jornado del Muerto, and gave it a wide berth. Pringle believed the stuff." Fay laughed, but it was a hollow laugh, a Frankenstein laugh, and it aroused no mirth in me. XfVe sat there until dawn. Then we struck north. At the end of each day, we ran into a mining camp. Wfith two incredulous miners and an Indian guide, we returned. Wfe reached camp on the second day. There in the ashes of the fire, lay Pringle. One of the miners turned him over. I can never describe the look that was on his face! The Indian sprang to his saddle and sped away across the sands, recognizing in Pringle a victim of the horseman. I-Ie had made it! El jornado del Muerto, the journey of the Dead Man! LEROY MCINTYRE, December '18 Forty Miles in One Jump CERTAIN man and his wife, who were making a trip to I-Iudson Bay, learned many amusing Indian legends from their Indian guide. One night, around a small camp-fire, the Indian guide solved two problems which have no doubt puzzled many a white, by telling a legend of his tribe, as follows: "My father tellnm me this, him father tellum IIIIII. Once Great Manitou makum all animal same size as Injun. Deer him leg short so him no can run fast, and Injun catchum and killum. Pretty soon Great Manitou look down-no deer. So him takum deer and smooth down him hind legs and makum longer than his front legs. Then deer run very fast and Injun no can catchum. Great Manitou mak him too big animal, big as Injun. I-Iim jump forty miles one jump and suck Injun blood one suck. Pretty soon Great Manitou look down-no Injun. So he takum animal and smooth him down with him hand, and smooth him down, and smooth him down. Bimeby him very small. You know what you callum? You callum Heal" HENRY SNYDER, December '18 E1 jornado Del Muerto HREF, of us, Pringle, Fay, and myself, started for the west. Pringle, a native of what is now New Mexico, gave us some valuable hints. Accord- ing to him, our shortest path lay through a narrow valley, half desert, but with a few shallow lakes here and there. As we approached this valley, Pringle became more and more morose, starting at every unaccustomed sound. At camp that night, he wasn't himself, but would not enlighten us. Suddenly Fay laughed out loud, "I know what's eating you," he said, "It's that Indian legend." I pressed Fay for it, but he only laughed and said he' would explain when he wasn't so tired. Then he turned in. I was following him, when Pringle sprang up with a short cry. His face was fairly ashen, his eyes glared and his breath came in gasps. Now I knew Pringle, and he wasn't a man to quail at danger. I-Ie stood for a while listening, and then turned for his blankets. "I guess I'll hit the hay again," he remarked apologetically. As I rolled myself up he added, "By the way, Kennon, you didn't hear any- thing tonight, did you?', I shook my head. "XN'ell, that's good. I guess I was mistaken." I was tired, and after pondering the matter over for a while, I dropped asleep, secure in the thought that nothing could harm us here. I don't know how long I'd slept, or what woke me up. I Came to with a start and heard the saddest sound there is, the sound of a man sobbing. I sat up and looked around. The moon was setting and the tire was low. I threw a branch on and turned to Pringle. I-Ie was lying on his face, his frame convulsed with sobs. As I turned to him, I heard a rushing of air, and yet didnit feel it. The tire crackled and cddied under the strange draft, and yet no sand was stirring! Pringle sprang to his feet, and, with a cry, shook the blankets from him, and disappeared into the dark. The next moment I heard the loud whistle of a horse, the whirlwind of galloping hoofs, and then, as if from a distance. came Pringle's voice, rapidly growing fainter. "This tier-y sp-ee-ewdl l'm hur-n-ing! Oh !-oh! This fiery sp-e-e-d I" "I7ay!i' I yelled, "For God's sake, Fay, wake up! Faylu He staggered out in time to hear Pringle's dying words and the mad gallop of hoofs. I seized my rifle and, lighting a branch of mesquite in the tire, ran to the spot where Pringle had disappeared. Pay grabbed his gun and followed me. There in the sand were the footprints of a huge horse. I stood staring dumbly at them, but Fay grabbed a canteen and started for the horses. I turned to follow him, and a shout soon brought me to the first horse, writhing as if in pain, foaming at the mouth, and his eyes glaring. As Fay dropped to the ground to examine him, the horse expired with a linal convulsion. Wle ran to the others. They were already dead. A Mountain Stream Down from the mountain the stream comes rushing, Then as it turns, still whirling and twirling, Dashing and splashing the rocky shore, Suddenly it descends with a mighty roarg Never ceasing, but always advancing, Finally,-grumbling, rumbling, and tumbling Into a lake, resounding long, Plunges the stream still roaring its song. TED VVRIGHT, june '19, The Toilers and He That Reviled VVith Apologies to Froissart. ND it came to pass that the fifteenth day of the month of November in the year nineteen hundred and sixteen was declared as Labor Day for the land, and the Chief Pharisee spaketh unto the multitude saying, "Give ye unto me, volunteers for the Clean-up Committee" and these were given unto him. And upon arrival of the glorious day the citizens began to labor in the cities, the walls whereof were cleaned until they shone with unusual lustre. All litter that cluttered up the highways was gathered up and each citizen took it upon himself to sweep out his dwelling, unearthing many valuable manuscripts and stiles by so doing. And it so happened that after mid-day, the multitude was divided, and those who deemed themselves pure like the summer heavens collected papers, apple- cores, and bits of sun-dried piecrust in the suburbs, and consumed them with Fire while those who held themselves as unstained as the morning sun proceeded to the ancient battlefield out side the cities, and gathering together its battered arms Qhockey sticksj carried them off in metalic chariots. And all this time the other Pharisees and women stood 'round about and judged the several multitude as they strove to purify their land. And when the toilers were allowed to toil no longer, they came .back into the cities pro-ud of their labors. Then the high priests, who had remained all this while in idleness, held a council, and awarded the victory to those who held themselves as unstained as the morning sun, saying unto them, "The purpose of both sides has been ful- filled to its farthest extent, but the zeal of the Gods has surpassed that of the Blues." And then up spaketh one of the multitude who had labored not, "Nay, sirs, ye err, for the labor of these dogs has been to no purpose. I fell and dirtied my garments even as my friend that tripped yesterday before these dogs had scattered the dust before their brooms and laden the air with dangerous microbes. Yea, our land is still filthy in the suburbs." Therefore the Golds looked at the Blues, and the Blues stared at the Golds, and great melancholy fell upon the multitude. Then straightway spake the chief saying, "Let the reviler hang from the walls of our city by his worthless neck." And there was forthwith exceeding rejoicing and many of the multitude offered to undertake the task. LAKE GILL, june '18 MIM, pu' 1 I , i I". ,ll . , ,f',".i',iU' yr' ' 1 H!! G :Will I' ,-"Milli-ll Il' 11.-lliIliri'lliii'lli-u ll. " l t"1!f, ,. l'f'iir3g.l'?:'ip'iz'2ll.,r . ,Ilya I q A i-ffm-l ig'g,l:'Qw31..y l'l"'i lllf I' lllpfl' It +Il'll'lZlffAf9li'i'l,"'lf wi his lwil,Jl'4'v QQ 4 1-ill'l!"jQllll HI, Plaiilill Wk.,-1 ,PF xg yi I I Q A 1 5 ' I xl EEiI,! Z - - 1-5. 13322 - Q King George and Merry England CC ALT, who goes there!" The wind whispered soft tales of long ago through the trees of the ancient forest. A khaki-clad figure standing in the darkness grasped his rifle more tightly, and repeated the command. A crackling in some near-by thicket was the only answer. . "God," he murmured, "Ain't it 'bout time the patrol was comin'?" Then aloud, "Come out o' there!" No reply. The moon, running swiftly through the sky, disappeared behind a cloud, and all was thrown into darkness. Now and then, as if to break the awful monotony, a shell would shriek in the distance. Suddenly, as if moved by that animal instinct which tells the wild beast that the hunter is near, the man whirled around, but too late. Hands were brusquely laid on his shoulders, and he was borne to the ground. As he looked up, he saw the helmeted figures of the Germans. Rough hands picked him up, and a stout, red-faced lieutenant spoke to him in broken English. "Be quiet, und notting to you vill happen." Leaving behind them a small band to guard the prisoner, the company advanced on the English camp. As he sat there among his guards, it all dawned upon him. They would attack the camp when all of his comrades were asleep, and from the rear! He was the only person who knew of it, and yet, what could he do? He was unbound, but six rifles pointed tow'ards him. It made the blood boil in his veins. 'iXVas there no way to let them know?", the thought, and racked his worried brain for some scheme. Suddenly he straightened up. "Look!", he cried, pointing into the dark-ness. The men started up and looked away. After such a silence this one word startled them, though they could not understand it. As he spoke the word, the captive wrenched the gun from the hands of one of his captors, turned, and fled. "Gott! Halt!" cried the astonished men. Then five rifles spoke, illuminat- ing for a moment the blackness. The moon came silently from its hiding-place, and beaming through the trees, revealed the swaying figure of the Britisher. XVith the last strength of a dying man, he drew himself up to attention and gasped, "King George and England! God! l'm gone !" Then he fell heavily to the ground. The bullets had hit their mark. The pale moon cast a silvery gleam on the dead man's smiling face, and in the distance the blare of bugles sounded the attack. The British had not been surprised, for the shots which had killed Private O'Connell had warned the camp. The man was happy in death, for had not he saved his comrades? NVhat better death could a soldier ask for? The moon lost itself in the scurrying clouds, and the corpse was shrouded in blackness. Through the trees the wind murmured a dirge to the dead, the owl gave his doleful cry, the sound of gun fire came through the night, a last salute to the dead, and then, silence! EDXYARD RICHARDSON, December '17, A Bit of Speculation CC NYTHING in sight yet, Jess? I dont' think the old nag will hold out much longer." The speaker was a short, dark man. He and his com- panion, who was tall and lanky, but who resembled him in features, was driving along a deserted country road. Their wagon was dilapitated and the horse seemed to be on his last legs. In spite of the fact that it was early in the morn- ing, the poor beast was tired out. "Farm house down beyond that bend," drawled the other, pointing with his whip. 'KI guess we'd better stop there for breakfast." A few moments later the wagon pulled up in front of the farmhouse, and the men descended from the high seat. It was a small house with a large, neatly-kept vegetable garden around it. Jess and his friend entered the yard. The latter seemed rather nervousg but .less advanced boldly and knocked on the door. It was opened by a stout, middle-aged woman, who looked at her early visitors inquiringly. "Morning, Madame," said .less gallantly, as he removed his cap. "May we have the honor of breakfasting with you? VVe have ridden hard all night, and are tired and hungry." The woman looked at him for a moment, but evidently assured of his hon- esty, replied: "Sure, come on in. I ain't got much this mornin' but such as it is, you're welcome to it." They went into the house. The breakfast was very good, and both fell to with such heartiness that the woman was amazed. Between mouthfuls .less talked to her. "Nice little garden you got out there, Nlrslf' "Brown," she supplied. "Yes, it is nice, ain't it? lim afraid it won't be nice much longer though." "W'hy, how's that?" "XVell, you see, this farm is mortgaged. l been tryin' to pay it off ever since Dave died. He's my boy that was killed in the war. But Mr. Atkins, the man what's holdin' it, is comin' today. If I don't pay him every cent, he'll put me out, because he did that to the Merrills, the people that lived in the next farm, when they couldn't pay all their rent money. He's an awful grasping man. And he's mean where money's concerned. I donlt know what I'll do,-I haven't a dollar to my name." ' jess looked interested. "How much is it, Mrs. Brown 7, he asked. "Four hundred dollars," the response came tearfully. The other man looked uneasily at jess, who nodded at him reassuringly, then reached down in his pocket and pulled out a roll of bills that made the good woman's eyes bulge. "Here you are, Mrs. Brown. Not a word now," he added warningly as she started to thank him. "I think we'll he goin' now, jim." He started for the door, followed by his companion. Suddenly he turned. "Uh, by the way, Mrs. Brown, when's your man comin'?', About half-past ten.'l "X'Vell, good-bye, and thanks for the breakfast." God bless you !" breathed Mrs. Brown fervently. Wlhen they were seated on the wagon once more, jim turned to him. cr cf "XfVell, you'1'e a nice one!" he spluttered. f'VVhat's the matter? Turnin' friend 0' the poor? Half of that money's mine and you'll have to pay me. I did as much o' that job as you, Jess James, and if it hadn't been for me the watchman would a' seen us, an' you'd be behind the bars this minute." "lt's all right, jim. Don't get excited," said the other eooly. "Oh, yes it's all right. But where's my two hundred ?" Jess made no reply, but took out his watch and looked at it. "Twenty-five after," he said. "XVe'll have to turn in here." He jerked the reins sharply and the horse turned to the left and pulled them through an open- ing in the bushes that lined the road. "XVhoa, there!" shouted "Here's where we stop, jim. Now get down and make it quick. Got everything ready? I'll tie the horsef, A few moments later the grasping Mr. Atkins took his leisurely way down the road. He had just left the little farmhouse, and he was rustling the mort- gage-money in his pocket. At a turn in the road two masked men sprang out, knocked him senseless, and relieved him of all his valuables. Hours later the james boys were seated in the back room of a small saloon in the next state, whither they had fled that morning. Jess sighed contendedly. "I call that a pretty good clay's work, jim," he said. "XfVe got a hundred dollars' interest on our loan." HELEN SCHMIDT, '18 We , l San Carlos De Carmelo" A vale close by the ocean Opens out on Carmel Bay, NYhere white sands meet the water And gleam 'neath the sun's bright ray. The calm, blue waters stretching To Lobus' rugged height, Relieet its fieece-crowned mountain As Crystal mirrors might. The peaks that skirt the valley. Are rocky, rough, and steep, Like great and hoary guardians Their silent watch they keep. In this vale, close by the ocean, Where all is now a dream, 'Miclst Helds of rippling grasses, A Mission reigns supreme. "San Carlos de Carmelo," 'Twas called in Clays gone by, So named by Spanish Fathers XVho 'neath its altar lie. The wall and time-worn buttress, Now falling in decay, Gnce shadowed Indian warriors And festive Spaniards gay. The lonely bell in the belfry, So silent now and sad, Recalls old times at the Mission, Xifhen its peal was always glad. It sees again the Indians XVl1o came from far and near, XVhen sounded its clear-toned ringing, The Fathers' words to hear. The cloister walls have crumbled, The stairways, dropt apart, And yet, this spot, still hallowed, Is dear to every heart. MARION BRANDT, December 'IS D A flu Hiemurinm Hiinrris illnle , Hulg anne. Enmzl 'Qlrnshg 'Q9cL 5,I9I6. M illllw-. . E' I ER i n2 Q 3' M . W i 1 4 E' . ri 0 I TM 6 X 1 ' E s E: 'M fs 'v 7 ' . Q We CUB A SEMI-ANNUAL JOURNAL PUBLISHED BY THE STUDENT BODY OF THE UNIVERSITY HIGH SCHOOL QAKLAND, CALIFORNIA December, IQI 6 fllember Bay Co-zmzfies High School Press Association THE STAFF Editor-in-Chief - - - FRANK SEELY, Dec. ,I7 Assistant Business Editor - 'XVA1,'1'1cR EDMUNDS, june '18 Assistant Literary Editor - - NIABEL GRAHAM, Dec. '17 Art Editor - - - - ARDA B1B1z1NS, june '18 Boys' Organizations - - - JOHN HATFIELD, june '17 Girls' Organizations - - IQATHERINE M15RR1AM', Dec. '18 josh Editor - - DONALD XAIRIGHT, June '17 MRs EMMA IVICCALL Faculty Advisors - MRS- ALICE B. ROBERTSON l-HS little journal, the second edition of the "Cub" to be printed, is pub- lished in an attempt to convey to you, the students of University High, some idea of the excellent work in literature, art, and athletics that is daily being done in your midst. This publication, a radical departure from the ordinary type of high school periodical, is compiled with three ideals in mindg namely, that the "Cub" shall contain only the best work in literature and art that the school is capable of producing, that all con- tributions be accepted on a competitive basis, giving' every member of the student body an equal chance to see their work in printg and that the journal be made as nearly self-supporting as possible, without the aid of advertisements. Don't you think that a paper of this kind is more truly representative of the school than one in which merely cartoons and athletic events are featured? Upon this type of periodical, as they are published by almost all the high schools around us, the student body loses approximately 2002, per copy. Surely it is better to cut down the number of photographs and cartoons in our paper rather than have such a state of affairs exist. Besides, the Student Council has so many other ways to spend the small amount in the treasury each term that it should seem but logical to make the "Cub" break as nearly even as possible. And about the athletic write-ups. Athletic success is a great thing, and one which keeps up enthusiasm to the top-notch, but still, one doesn't feel very happy, even if he does make the team, if he Hunks in his studies. To reverse the statement, one who fails to have success in the athletic way can still console himself with the fact that his marks in scholarship are all that they should be. ln a few words, the "big ideal, i11 coming to school is not to make your block letter, but to get a little "book-learninf" Donlt you think, therefore, that is a bit more natural to make efforts towards literary perfection constitute the greater part of the "Cub,'l rather than accounts of eiorts towards athletic perfection? The Popular Student---Hovv to Become One ITH a little observation you will see that the most popular students are those who are "hustlersg" always wide-awake, ambitious, and ready to take a hand in any activity. How can you be this sort of a person? You don't have to be. Be yourselfg but try to take a little interest in what is going on around youg don't let the other 'fellow do it allg get in and helpg do your share. In a little while you will not have to force yourself to take interest in the diferent school activitiesg the interest will come naturally. Then you can be assured that you have a little "pep" in your system. Keep up the good work and you will find that no longer will you have to hunt for friendsg they will hunt you: they will be drawn to you, a vigorous personality. Do11't make the mistake of confining "pep" to your school life alone. Put "pep" in everything you clog whether it be at school, at home, or in business. A "pepful" student at school is the fellow who "runs things", who is captain of his team, who is leader of his class in seholarshipg who has influence among his fellows. At home, he is not the sort to loaf around and read a book and wish that "something exciting would happen Q" he is out in the garden cutting the lawn, or hard at work painting the porch. He doesn't wait for something exciting to happeng he goes out and makes everything that is happening exciting every minute of the time. ln the business world the person who does not put vigor and enthusiasm into every transaction is a failure: while the person with "pep" is bound to succeed. He is so full of "ginger'l that he can't be kept downg he is right on the job every minute. It should not be necessary to remind you of all thisg you must see for yourself what a splendid thing "pep" is to have. This is the best time in your life to acquire this asset, for a man who tries to do so after twenty years of his life spent in comparative inactivity, both mentally and phy- sically, has a hard task before him. Look back over the time you have spent in high school. Have you really put as much "pep', as you should have in your actions, or have you acquired a habit of doing everything you do mechanically, and under compulsion? lf you have, wake up. Don't be a cream-punt! A Bouquet for Ourselves AVE you ever stopped to think of the many advantages we enjoy here at University, simply because the school is so small? W'e are indeed fortunate in many ways. The "group habit" is the curse of every large high school, or institu- tion of any kind. You have seen, in the large schools near us, how the "shop gang", fellows who simply take a straight shop course, go around together, never show up at games or rallies, and seem to form a separate part of the school. This is the "group habit" in its broadest sense as it applies to school life. lkfhen conditions are analyzed, it will be discovered that most schools are really divided into numberless cliques: groups of individuals who "pal" together, snobhishly ignoring the other schclars. Although high school fraternities were abolished long ago, the "frat" spirit exists as strongly as it ever did. The gods give us joy, for in our little high school we seem to have escaped the curse. The factional spirit may dominate the schools around us, but the students of University stand one and all for "The School. under the Leadership of the Xlfisest and the Best." The Gentle Art of Bluffing OME of us are born bluffers, some schieve bluffing, and some have bluffing thrust upon us. Very few of us are born bluffersg some of us achieve bluffing, while perhaps most of us have bluffing thrust upon us. Bluffers are divided into two classes, confirmed or veteran bluffers and novices, or those who use the art only occasioully. On the whole very few of us really desire to be called "a good blufferf' Among students the chronic bluffer is not admired at all, for bluffing is only pretense and no one likes a hypocrite. Among the teachers, once a reputation of being a bluffer is acquired, a person is "queered." ln fact, every time a person bluffs, he loses some of his self-respect, for when he bluffs he tacitly admits that he is deficient not only in the knowledge required but in moral courage as well. In the last place, hluffing is cowardly, for it admits that the bluffer lacks the courage to "stand up and take his medicine." Therefore, study and succeed or don't study and 'Alluulcfl but don't bluff. It does you no good, and lowers everyone's opinion of you in the bargain. HAROLD lVlATTlfll2XN7S, ,Tune '19. QA Word From the Senior Crab HE rallies which have been held in this institution of learning are a crimeg an awful example of general Hpeplousnessf' In the hrst place, why not elect a yell-leader at the beginning of every term, instead of leaving the calling of rallies to the captain of the ping-pong team, or the president of the sewing circle, who contents himself with ringing the bell at 12:30 and calmly announcing that there will be a "rally" on the front steps. Half a dozen fellows and about eleven girls gather around and the rally finally begins. Five minutes are spent trying to get somebody to lead a few yells. Then the speeches begin. About eleven hockey games are going on all around and the audiences attention seems divided between these attractions and the entertainment of the freshman comedian who is making a name for himself by shooting paper wads at the girls and making witty remarks about the speakers. Some carpenters upstairs in the new building drop some lumber. Both of the audience laugh, and the orator gets "fussedg" his retreat is covered by the "yell leader" who comes out and gives "six for the University High medicine ball team," accompanied by a wild whirling of his arms. After he has yelled himself hoarse, the next speaker begins. The bell rings in the middle of his speech and the "rally" is over. On the way upstairs this enthusiastic dialogue is heard: "Some pep at the rally this noon, eh?" "Sure, heard all about it." Let's get in and do something about this sort of thing. There must be some solution. 'What about having a rally committee appointed whose duty shall be to see that the rallies are carried out with the enthusiasm and "jazz" which should accompany such a proceeding? lf it "can,t be done" as some say, let's cut them out. But anything rather than these farcical attempts to get up "pep." llllliliilui ilf Y ,aa fd! i:Iilll yum' lm l l i i J A gg g M ...... ..,. --1 ff., A '-" .:::'v:" ' 3. .-ft 1? -2 T i'i4illilllnll!ll5W.,, f fi t'17ffWllW , is Il .9 1, "'ff:t::l -J - Cx ' -iris! fl-,M Ni 1" jg? 60615 v- School Emblem Regulations Adopted November 8, 1916, by the Student Cooperative Council. MAJOR SPORTS Rowing, Basketball, Football fSpringj Clfallj MINOR SPORTS Track, Field, Tennis, Baseball, Swimming fSpringj fliothj fSpringj fliallj A block "UU shall be awarded to any person who has played on two teams which have won 607L of their games and their big game. This person must have played in a majority of the games and in the big game. A winged "UU shall be awarded to any person playing on a major sport team. A circle "U" shall he awarded to any Jerson bla fin on a minor s ort team. . l 3 An Old English "U" shall be awarded to any person playing on two teams which do not win 60W of their games or their big game. Any person playing in a majority of the games and the big game of a ehampionship team shall be awarded a block NU". A plain "U" may be worn by any member of the student body. These emblems are to he presented at the end of each semester before the assembled student body, hy the principal or someone appointed by him. lil il flfh FA? ' james Allan bl. Donald Crain Walter Harold lilfalter Benson Arthur Garnett Edmonds Martin McKinley Millar O LD Andresen Black Clifton Gilbert David Barclay Howard Fessler BLOCK "U'S" CREVV ENGLISH "U'S" XVINGED "U'S,' FOOTBALL Edward Gove Lawrence Humphries lllilliam Wfilson CIRCLE "U'S" TENNIS Harold Martin Luin Switzer Norris Nash Francis Phillipps lfVescott Porter Edward Rees Frank Seely Herriott Small Cyril Gilsenan Kenneth Thomas Donald Vlfright Wfalter Reed Edward Richardson James Stitt Arthur WValsh Donald llfright 'Inf QB ,f-r , 'N THE 1916 FOOTBALL TEAM N The Football Season LTHOUGH there are no lQI6 football champions to proclaim and not many victories to celebrate, the team "came through." Starting out with a previous seasonls failure to erase, the fellows worked hard and faithfully. Not a word can be said against them, although "they came, they saw, and"-they lost. A series of 635, 9-6 scores shows how we fought. In what was considered the l.ig game of the season, we defeated the High School of Commerce 28-3. Many mistakes were made in the two seasons of play. An old saying runs something like this, "a fool makes the same mistake many times, but a wise man only once." Let us hope that we are the wise man and not the fool. Probably the most glaring error was in the poorly regulated coaching system. During the past season there were three coaches. Individually they were all that could be wished, but collectively their different systems resulted in more or less confusion to the players. The fellows would learn something from one coach, only to have it contradicted the next day by one of the other coaches. Surely no team can learn Rugby by that method. Do not misunderstand me, and think that the coaches were not good. They were exceptionally good, and the team is unable sufhciently to commend them for the earnest efforts they made for the team, and for the school. lVe are greatly indebted to Mr. Newby, Ike Krone, and Sam Pleasant, our coaches. The other notable defects may be summed up in a few words: a wonderful defense more than offset by a poor offense. If we could only have developed a scoring machine, if only Dame Fortune would have smiled on us in one game. But such was not to be our lot, for game after game we fell before inferior teams by small scores. Let us forget the past. Next season looms before us full of uncertainty. Shall we play American or shall we play Rugby? This question will be answered before the first call to practice. No matter where the tide turns, get in and back your team to the limit. If it be American learn the game and play it fairly. If it be Rugby-why, with fourteen "vets" and a healthy batch of "small fry" to pick from, with the past season's mistakes to prolit by, with a bigger and better student body for a backing, and with "Dutch" and "VVhiskey" to lead, the team will shake the school from its athletic lethargy and show the world how to light. DONALD WIRIGI-IT, June LI7. THE STUDENT COUNCIL Football Notes The seasons results: U. H. S ,,,,.,.,,.,,,, .... 5 Oakland 211d .............. .... 6 U. H. S ,,,,,,,, .... 5 Lick - Vtlilmerding .....,. ....... I O U. H. S ........ .... 3 Berkeley 2nd ............. .... 9 U. H. S ......., ..,. 3 Cogswell ,....,..... ....... 1 6 U. H. S ........ .... 3 Berkeley 2nd ....... ....... 6 U. H. S ........ ,... 5 Richmond ....... .... 6 U. H. S ......,. ....... I 4 Tech 2nd ..,.... ....... O U. H. S ........ ,... 3 Richmond ......,.. .... 5 U. H. S ........ .... 8 Oakland 2nd ........ .... O U. H. S ............................, 28 Commerce .................................. 3 if 251 wif all ri: The school, and especially the football team, is deeply indebted to the Leland Stanford jr. University for its unusual kindness in presenting the team with eighteen tickets to the Santa Clara rugby game. s: :e: :a :la Four men shone particularly this season. Many showed Flashes of brilliancy but Porter, Gilsenan, Reed and Wlright played consistent ball in all the games. Porter, first-Five, and Manager-elect, successfully. imitated Roy Fowler and Charlie Austin. His long, swerving dashes to goals were repeatedly executed, and he scored in almost every game. Dutch Gilsenan led the pack in a sensational manner. He is undoubtedly one of the best forwards around the bay and the team showed their appreciation of his work by electing him skipper for next year. Reed, the Eddie Mahan of the squad, accomplished remarkable things at full-back. Wlatch him next season. ::: :K :lf :if zz: :s The football team of '16 and the entire student body certainly owes a debt of gratitude to Captain Don XVright, who has directed the aniairs of the team in a way which has brought the best results possible. Not only did 'lTogo" play a fastpconsistent game throughout the season. but he scored in almost every game, He kept up the best of good spirit throughout the season, despite defeat, and earned the respect and admiration of every fellow who played under him. The Student Co-operative Council NYC years and a half ago, when the school first started, the students wanted to have a student hody government. After much discussion the faculty decided not to have the usual form of student government, but to have a council presided over hy the principal and consisting of representatives from each high school major room. The council was an experiment last year, but it has now passed the experimental stage and has become the established student body government of the school. Last term the Council showed its interest in all the activities of the school by not only supporting our victorious crew, but THE FALL '16 CRENV Mi '1- -4- L QE also doing its utmost toward making the Shakesperian Pageant a big success. It showed its democratic spirit by fostering the athletics, and supporting the English department in its work. This term the school's activities have been confined almost entirely to ath- letics. The Council's prompt purchase of the suits for the football team showed the few fellows who turned out for football that the school had not entirely forgotten them. The inter-class activities have also had their share of support, a cup being put up for the girls, inter-class race. Activities of the school other than athletic, have been very few, the only one of any importance to come before the Council being the publication of the "Cub" Thus it is easily seen that the student government of this school works for the good of every activity in the school, and that the Student Co-operative Council merits loyal support. CHRISTOPHER -IENKS, '18. Crew NCE again the L'niversity lligh School Crew is triumphant. The Lake championship and aquatic honors are once more ours. lt had previously been decided to omit crew from the regular list of sports for the fall term, but when a Stockton trip and several cups loomed over the horizon, the school, with the old time loyalty, rallied to the support of its oarsmen. Real work commenced about the Erst of September in preparation for the Regatta which was to be held on the twenty-eighth of the following month. Four crews entered the contest. and. by the process of elimination in preliminary races, two crews were to be picked for the finals. Vocational High School, for the Hrst time, put a boat load of huskies on the lake, and won its three preliminary races, and entered the finals. ln our first race of the season, this crew defeated our Blue and Gold men by a half a boat length. A misfortune like this never quells Uni- versity spirit. This defeat, the first the school ever' suffered, only put an extra amount of fight in our men so that when the race with Berkeley High came, the University crew led to the finish by ive lengths. It was then necessary to beat Technical in order to come back at Vocational in the finals. In one of the best races of the season, the University High School crew took the honors from 'Technical by a narrow margin of three feet. A cup now seemed in sight. Only two days before the regatta, the "l3ulletin,'l which was presenting the cups, refused to go on with the deal, and left the crews with nothing for which to' work. Pennants were im- mediately provided by the city so that the champions should have something to show for their endeavors. The twenty-eighth brought with it beautiful weather and high hopes of victory. These hopes were soon realized. From the Hrst shot of the gun to the time the flags were passed, the University High School Crew displayed its superior form and crossed the line three boat lengths in advance of the Vocational huskies. ' 1 5T,f W IL ,Q ON We K START , . ,,. I Q Q fa UD gtfauoouou AK IAL one tg: A 1528 " Q QQ G1 QW Q Q 'A XSWIM 3' LUNCH 'ev - - - -- - - - - ff:-T152-f1i' gq5fDA -Q-41, ENFR1?-3 Q Fw HRST RACE QWE WOW ' el 'Jfx mpg- -. .... inxigk: :gn fi? 550021 ' x CWEWON' SECONB RACE 'YZ 2 A 'K ,fff I , " 5 ' ,' ,. , 'mf EQ-g'?1Eii'3 fZ?.9y '77' ' 1: 1 1 40 2 mana E Er f,cr,Q3 g 1341313913 330 c f1fPQEfL'1EofL t Q35 " 2 9 L QQ . Q ",. A r f yfffxff 1- f - f f 5 f 'ig ,, ego ' ' ' Amidst much enthusiasm the champions completed their successful day at a banquet at the ,Key Route lun, given by Mr. Nartin. Plans and preparations were immediately set on foot for the Stockton trip the following Saturday. Everyone was greatly elated over our pirates' unequalled record, and looked forward to further honors on the San Joaquin. At six-forty-five on the morning of November fourth, eight machines met at Twenty-second and lflroadway, where the crew and many loyal sup- porters departed for Stockton. Upon arriving at their destination a few hours later, the machines were directed to the Stockton High School where a most hospitable welcome awaited. ln the morning a game between Stock- ton l-ligh and Modesto was witnessed. At noon an excellent lunch was served in the l-ligh School Cafeteria. A team from the Oakland High Schools was picked to play the Stockton team, and a very exciting exhibition of rugby took place, in which the home team was the victor. Following this the crowd of onlookers proceeded to Lake Yosemite, where the different aquatic events were to be staged. Here again the University crew proved itself invincible by defeating, in the drizzling rain, a picked crew from Vocational and Technical. lin the final race of the day a picked crew of all the best rowers present finished three boat-lengths behind the Blue and Gold oars. The crew was royally entertained by the Stockton fellows at their homes for dinner, and then a delightful dance was held at the school "gym," The whole trip was one of great pleasure, and we greatly appreciate the hospitality shown by Stockton. VVith the winning of the Regatta and races at Stockton, we feel certain that the crew's work at this odd time of the year has been entirely worth while, for it shows more than ever what the University High School, and more especially what the crew, under the leadership of Captain Martin, can and will do in the future. NORRIS NASH, June '17. Basketball HE fall basketball season seems to have been rather unsuccessful, as far as our team is concerned, on account of the lack of a gymnasium for practice. lmmediately after the close of the football season, a practice was called at the Home Club gymnasium, and about a dozen men out of the thirty enrolled showed up. A few other practices have been held, from time to time since then, and although there have been few men at hand, the team has made a fairly good showing, under the able coaching of Captain "Dutch" Gilsenan. The First practice game was lost to Richmond High School on the nght of Friday, the twenty-fourth. Although playing a good game from start to finish, our men were handicapped by lack of weight, lack of practice, and injuries received during the game. "Dutch," playing at center, a position to which he is a stranger, was'the star of the game for U. H. S., while Walter Reed also gave the spectators many thrills. -, 1 A - lv' THIEI IHONDAY CLU1. A line spring season has been arranged for the team by Manager Andresen, and games have been scheduled with almost every good-sized high school around the bay. This, combined with the fact that arrangements are being made for our school to enter the Alameda County Athletic League and the California lnterscholastic Federation, thus enabling us to compete for the state Inter- scholastic Championship, should be a big drawing-card for basketball in the spring. Don't forget that basketball is one of the school's major sports, and should be as well or better supported than any other form of athletics. So, when Manager "Cutey" calls for volunteers in january, let's all "go out" and make the IQI7 basketball team one which will gain a formidable reputation for itself, and carry the Blue and Gold to victory in the league. The Monday Club T XVAS. the spring term of the year 1915. The University High School had seen one successful semester. As yet, however, no clubs had been organized, and when Mrs. Robertson suggested that the girls should start one, everyone took up the idea with enthusiasm. lt was decided that the club should meet on Monday and should be called the Monday Club. This organi- zation has now seen its fourth term. Wfe have grown rapidly this semester. Wfhen fourteen new members were enrolled, our membership reached a total of thirty-three in all. These members have tried to make the club a success- and they have succeeded. At the meetings, which occur each alternate Monday, business is first dis- posed of, and then an interesting program is presented. The Club has also enjoyed several social affairs. Among those given this term was a special program arranged to welcome the new members. A costume party was given by the club on November eleventh at the home of Marguerita Armstrong. On the Twenty-fourth of November the club, under the direction of Mrs. Robertson, gave a very successful jinks in honor of the Freshman girls. Everybody came prepared to laugh and eat, and did both in a highly satisfactory manner. ' The omcers this term are: President, Dorothy Dukesg Vice-President, Eleanor Daviesg Secretary, Bernice Stratton, Treasurer, Lucille Craig. MADELINE JUND, 18. LUCILLE CRAIG, '18 GIRLS' CREW WHICH REPRESENTED UNIVERSITY IN TI-IE BULLETIN REGATTA L-k The Girls' Crew ARLY in the term about thirty girls were organized into a rowing club under Eleanor Davies as captain, and Madge McDermed and Marguerita Armstrong as coxswains. For a while no distinction was made between the crews. The girls showed a keen interest by being at the lake for every practice. To stir up a spirit of rivalry the girls drew lots for two crews, to be called the Blues and the Golds, and the Student Council appropriated Five dollars for a cup which was to be a trophy for the victorius crew. Un November 9th the Golds won the interclass row by two boat lengths and on the following Tuesday the Blues showed a line losing spirit by giving a picinc spread to the winners. The aifair was highly enjoyed by both crews. In the regatta of October 28th our crew, picked from the Blues and Golds, made a good showing considering the unevenness of the start. Wfith more steady practice these crews promise to be the best on the lake. lf they improve over this term as they did over the last, they stand a splendid chance in the Enquire Regatta in April. KATHARINE MERRIAM, December '18 Our School Library UR school library has grown rapidly during the last two years. From a number of hooks in a bookcase, inuthe hall, under the charge of Miss Breck, it grew to a small library, under the supervision of a few students, and tinally into a busy, ever-increasing library, under a special librarian, even now fast outgrowing the room devoted wholly to its use. Q If the library were closed for one clay, we would realize the vital part it plays in the every-day routine of this school. Once used to it we should find it very hard to get along without it. It is so convenient to have material close at hand and ready for you at any time and the best of all is you have Miss Price and the card catalog to help you find just what you want. The time was when we did get along without a library, but we lacked the interest in our studies that books, other than text, could give us. The interest in present-day happenings is usually the keenest in almost all of us and in our library you can get the best ideas of what the people in the world are doing now-a-days, posted and classified for you. Xlfhen one comes down to bare facts, if we didn't have any books we wouldn't have any school. Books have been the means of spreading civilization and learning, and if we fully appreciate them we should take interest in the growth of the school library. KATHERINE MERRIAM, December '18. What We Are Doing in c'Portab1e E" music department has been organized this term by Mr. Geo. T. Matthews, formerly of Oakland High School and Fremont High School. This school is a fine field for music of a high grade and already 240 students are enrolled in this new department. Following is a brief account of some of the musical organizations. THE ORCHESTRA This organization has grown to a memlgership of thirty and has a full instrumentation with the exception of bassoon. This we shall add later. The orchestra has played a number of times for assemblies and promises to become one of our strongest musical ensembles. They have three periods of work each week and are given one half credit each year on the high school course. Every member has an individual lesson each week on his instrument. From the orchestra Five have been selected for special string quintet work. HIGH SCHOOL GLEE CLUB Special mention should be made of the Boys' Glee and Girls, Glee. selected from the High School Chorus. These two organizations are especially popular and have appeared at numerous assemblies. They will be augmented and tur- ther assisted during the coming term. No extra credit is given for this work, but there is keen rivalry for places in these clubs. HARMONY The Harmony course is a new one this term. The iirst class, Harmony A has just completed a successful terms' vvork. There are already enough pros- pective students of this course registered to justify its continuance next term. Harmony classes recite each day and receive full credit each year. up to a pos- sible total of two credits. One member of the class wrote and composed our new school song, "University Highf, HIGH SCHOOL CHORUS There are fifty voices in the chorus and the parts are evenly balanced. They have sung in assemblies a selection from "Pirates of Penzance," and the entire "Gallia" by Gonoud with Mr. Glenn H- Xlfoods as soloistg also the "Tri- umphal March" from "Aida", with orchestral accompaniment, and miscellaneous selections. The chorus meets two periods a week and the singers are given half a credit each year on their high school course. MISCELLANEOUS Mr. Matthews teaches all the vocal classes, gives the instrumental instruc- tion in all instruments, and teaches the harmony classes. ,gfiillglyl i D Q QDQ 2 '-. 'ls' liff fa gi A , . R, imfm in 4: ' Xxx X Xi .Q HIL hrst meeting of the class of '17 was held on September 21st, for the purpose of electing oflicers for the fall term. The following offices were hlled: President - NORRIS NASH Vice-President VERNA Unmxiewoon Secretary - - BURRLS XR-"ooo Treasurer - - Giaoifrnlzv Bixxrliu Sergeant-at-Arms - C13R1'rA LORD At a second meeting an informal discussion on student government took place. Arrangements were made for the purchase of class-pins, and the class colors were selected-royal purple and cardinal red. The Blues and Golds XVING to the small number of students in the school and. above all, the small number of those who have "jazz" enough to take part in athletics, interclass athletics in the past have been out of the question. But this it no longer the case. The entire student body of boys has been divided up into two sides-the Blues and the Colds. At the beginning of the semester, an athletic committee appointed iiDLltL'll,, Gilsenan captain of the Blues, and Harold Martin captain of the Colds. Although no athletic contests have been staged between the rival companies as yet, there has been plenty of "pep" shown at the different activities of either side, and we may hope for some good exciting games in the future, as the two sides are very evenly matched. SERIOUS question. confronts every player and follower of football in our school, in fact in every high school in this part of the state the same problem has arisen within the last year. It is one which commands the most universal attention that any athletic question ever has before. The question is: Shall we remain faithful to our adopted game of Australian Rugby, or shall we change to the old American intercollegiate game? The Rugby game is so well known by most students that it is un- necessary to defend it here. One of the American game's strongest points at our school is that we could, without a doubt, secure an excellent coach from the University of California and by working hard, get a big "head-start" on our neighboring schools. "American" has already entered our school. Every day at noon the inter-class elevens of the Blues and Colds may be seen practicing formations in the yard. As this question will probably be put to vote in the school before long, it should be the duty of every wide-awake student to inform himself of the strongest points of each game, and to weighthe pros and cons over thoroughly. The ghost of American football has entered the school. ls it a ghost, or a reality? N November sixteenth the Golds staged their lynx for jinks or Gynks or however it is spelledj at noontime in the yard. A "bull-ring" was made of benches and after much pushing, and elbowing, and fighting for places, the audience became partly settled and the fun began. Major-domo Martin announced the hrst event-a pie-eating contest between Bruce Thomas and "Fat" Alberg. XN'hen the dust of the start had cleared, "Little Kenny" was seen to be leading by about three mouthfuls, and although "Chubby,' rallied frantically in the ninth Cpiej Kenny finished first, after having spread as much pie upon his ears as he succeeded in consuming. The next act upon the program was a genuine Keystone pie nghtg 'fSlim" Haynes saying "Yes" and Knox Bronson "No.'l The fight itself and the final result were all that could have been imagined by the spectators, and the argument was called a draw by the judges after the first 30 seconds, on account of the contestants inability to recognize each other. Number three was a tilting contest, out of which "Poopy" King. mounted upon his faithful Russian charger, Vodka Jenks, emerged the victor. The Battle Royal, the piece de resistance of the comedy, came last, and f'Toughy" Gilsenan's preliminary sparring was interrupted by the bell. which concluded this interesting exhibition. ju W Q fXKl'S'l'Sf".p'2. 1 o l. sons- D WW 1 Q 0 , -.1 QUEHWR Om WEEKS. is MNWDTX .Qu xl" xx A LV 'IS w N XXXX X ff' 1 M 4 Axil- 5 8 Q Ll ll I 1' H LQ! 4:'5lEQ. - - ,QQ A ii! Q 1 5 wemv. GETTI ANAUHTU' X , P ? 532 Tu wk DVILDINU. qv r- .' - 1 N I - y.. Witty' x f -5 W 'fig H lf?-WATEIMILGIHUIIQB 0? W , AJR-neenm Q PLMED X ww LA 3 - ' f-I www I 63- m Q 5 comnen-4 ' K QIAULS-3 p. E, LX-my 'vewwinnzmo , I I . i 'ref2aBxlfu,t':5cll:w Q-Q - Q , 1 r -- - an University High School Girls Have links HE "Monday Club" is a girls' organization at the University High School. Every Monday it meets Cwhence it's namej and a pleasing program is rendered. Each term it entertains all the girls of the school as well as the faculty with a clever program. This is known as the term "jinks,'. No, it is not 'f.lynx" such as some mischevious sprite is now playing among the officials of Golden Gate Park. The "jinks" of the girls' Monday Club furnish no end of fun and are eagerly looked forward to by all the girls. This term's jlinks have just been given and they were just a little the best yet. The program was opened by a piano solo by Marian Brandt and then the principal made a few introductory remarks in which he described the girls' links as jolly, Informal, Nice, Kinkey and Satisfying. A very clever impersonation was given by Dorothy Dukes, Gladys Boone and Marguerita Armstrong of "Three Old Maids From Lee." Then came the farce, the piece de resistance of these glorious links, no less than a most humorous burlesque of that most celebrated play, Julius Caesar by Shakespeare himself. The young ladies, nothing daunted, "took him offf' Those who took leading parts were: Alice Turner, Mildred McCormick, Carol Balsley. Alice Graham, Audra llfebster, Katharine VVilder, Edna Bordman, Eleanor Davies, Elizabeth Randol, Gladys Boone and Ina Mackinnon. A really beautiful feature of the program and something entirely too good not to be repeated before a larger audience was a series of tableaux descriptive of the leading epochs in the life of the modern high school girl. From kinder- garten to grandma the scenes were shown. The parts were extremely well taken by Leona Mayer and Marie Tesseire as little children, Emily Gedge as high school graduateg Thelma Gilman, collegiang Arda Bibbins, artistg Katha-i rine l'l'ilder, prima donna, Ivy Little, red cross nurseg Marian Myers, woman suffrage leader, Dorothy Dukes, society leader, Dorothy Leverich, the blushing bride, preceded by Leona Mayer as Hower girly followed by her prettily gowned bridesmaids jean Bennett, Arda Bibbins, Martha Bromley. Then followed Grace Pillsbury, taking the part of mother, and Madeline jund the part of grandmother. At the end the grandmother sits beside the fire-place seeing pass by the leading scenes of her long life as impersonated by a long line of appro- priately dressed girls. Music was interspersed through the program by the Ukulele Qrchestra and Marguerita Armstrong, in a charming gown scattering rose leaves in the air, gave most gracefully a pretty Grecian dance. Punch and dancing followed the program. Behind every good performance there is always some master mind that inspires, directs, meets emergencies and secures results. To Mrs. Alice B. Robertson the Monday Club is much indebted. She is resourceful, clever, en- thusiastic, just the kind of woman of whom it might well be said that to know her was an education in itself. The girls swear by her. The new addition to our building should be a source of gratification to those students who have been "hopefully waiting" for the last year or so. This wing will include several new class-rooms, and a dressing room for athletics, and should prove a relief to those who have been forced to lead a "tramp" existence in the hall during major this semester. There have been other things than the noise of the workmen in the new building to worry us here at school this semester. Mr. Lee's serious illness of nine weeks has been a cause of much concern to the entire school. NOW that he is back again with us we should try to show him how we appreciate his pluck, in coming to us straight from the hospital, by endeavoring to make these last few weeks of school travel by as smoothly as possible. One of the most popular features of our school life this semester has been the assemblies which have been held at frequent intervals in the Emerson Auditorium. Not only have we had many well-known speakers, but we have had the pleasure of hearing many selections by the school's two baby organiza- tions, the Chorus and the Boys' Glee Club. The entire Student Body certainly owes a debt of gratitude to Chairman Allan and the Assembly Committee, who have always provided such interesting programs. The success which has attended these meetings of the Student Body makes it quite certain that the assemblies will be continued in the spring. I " 'S ,X 54 28 Fi 'P ff l 6 r:sTmus vig lil! 1 Plillllllllllllllllllll e a e 0 5 Q aa ...Q-' t il it 1 it 09' tttt TT t' at Qt .,,,,,E,, ce lm ur ' -Q5Q.afiG2Qn's' ..i'5?' A"'5 -S91 ii '7 .7 , f S ' vi- 'WX Mx' X , 5-ff xlllll ' 'Q 1 . N od O O X 1 Q, , . C :jg -O . E Lg X if S X - ..,..,...- S E S 1 ,-, fx. g N :-. Kg 0.9 S " " 4i',-T,.:- . - 1-x,fx '--'-fvi IXQ' "-fxfw . -- 7 h - A ' if 'i 531- .J 'X'- ' Sfeqncil'-as 'Y .- -W 5 i lllack: Tcl like to propose a little toast. She: Xothin 'doin', I want a regular meal. Arda: The lace on this dress is over iifty years old. jimmy: It's beautiful. Did you make it yourself? Martin: Say, Miss Levy, l don't think I deserve a zero on that paper. Miss Levy: You don't, but I couldn't give you less. Curley: Wihat's worse than a eentipede with chillblains? Eunez: Easy. Jenks with lock-jaw. .-Xrt XYalsh: XX'hen I get to Heaven 1.111 going' to ask Shakespeare if he really wrote all this bunk. Fessler: XYhat if he isn't there? .-Xrt: Then you ask him. Miss llreck: Now when I examine these lockers, I don't want to iind anything i11 them that is missing. jimmy: My girl treats me like a dog. XX'alt: Yes. she's had you on her string for a long time. Question: XYhy are two like hops? .-Xnswer: Because they make beer better. Hayden treading signj: "Cast Iron Sinksfl Thornton: Gosh! Any nut oughta know that. Kitty: -lust think of it! Those Spanish hidalgos would go three thous- and miles on a galleon! Thelma: Nonsense. You can't believe half you read about those for- eign cars. Richardson: What is the most nervous thing, next to a girl? XYhiskey: Me next to a girl. Samma: Doesn't that candy look good? ' Clarence Hill: Yes. Let's stand here for a while and look at it. Tourist in Country Store: XYhat have you in the shape of auto tires? Salesman: Life preservers, invalid cushions, doughnuts, and farewell wreaths. City Man: Don't you need a searecrow in that field over yonder? Farmer: No, my wife is out there hoeing every day. 'xnxx ' ' ' QA, I Q IUULBS ' 0' ! ' i rrgzttgh 3' - P 4 WBNTED I M M 1 I 1 1 l ' nx X . - . , X 1 l I- 'un v . Q wi ' I x X 'WI' z ' ., 1 1 lflxf: L fx , - , 1 1' n , l l , V 4 1 f 6' 1 : K Mggifiz :Ximian is-l"."' xg' .:m.:I-' ii R- 'X new , -J - 1 , TY, R Q 51 T-1-.ti-L?--nl. -L..-'-f Q C3USUmG'5Qm.mJjUQmS ' usnse-npEsT-no 1 , I Miss Kecl: XYho can translate llrutus' expression, "Away! Away! Slight man." into modern English? John Trewren: Aw, g'wan an' beat ut, you poor hunk o'shrimp. Dr. llailey flecturiug on the rhinoeerosj: I must beg you to give me your undivided attention. lt is impossible to form a true idea of this grotesque and hideous animal unless you keep your eyes fixed on me. TI-IE FUTURE Henry tan agent? : I've an attaelunent for your typewriter, which l-. John H. fa prexyl: XYell, settle it with her. Your love affairs are no concern of mine. Chris: lf you don't marry me, I'll get a rope and hang myself in front of your house. Martha: Oh, please clon'tg you know I clon't want you hanging arouncl here. Don: I ate some oxtail soup and feel bully. Gob: That's nothing. I ate some hash and feel like everything. vocariouma IGH o L-AKEMEK IKLBJSUBMAKI U IV E R 5: x 2 on :Umar-qeRRa1T e , ' ' WHERE I5 IT? . ,. is all" 'Ns- --"f""??3 :own THINK H ?? s - A 7 DE2'iZl'55JZ' ., 'N ill- 'FOKJUBMEIN W C-9' X S-'X "!,:': 'Q' t Nom. TQIBUN ff ITWASNT 'iiglff "2f"'94 BUT :TWA DEEP ENPVGH 1 L Wat FOR TO RPED06 THO- Mxg ' V rf gi ,. ,L, 1,-:- mmm sam Emma '32 CUB or ' L2 M Qfgihgf 46715 9 Ag- f W -PHI' Clean UPDRY WED N0 ' 4: 7' 5 f , .35 1 Y' ..:- ' ', 1 lgm X N :Www f X Nqw HLL warmer. riovs' awe IT A cooox srmm ' COME ON BOYS Glv EM 1wELve- MRKE ' . 2: 'f A x TJHSE 0,9 Q. ,J N 1 fr ' se '-5' ff fe cm rang' n . 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Anita C. taking long steps. Cerita and Lona in the same canoe. Ritson eating his own lunch. Black's "revenue" cut off. Did you know that every time Cupid aims a dart he Mrs. it? 1 R. Blair: XVaiter, bring me some of what Ritson has. Xl'aite1': I don't think there will he any left, sir, when he gets 1 h rough. Clerk: at Sherman and Clay's: NVhat will you have, Miss? Lois Cooper: "I'1n Simply Crazy Over You." Clerk fblushingflz I beg' your pardon? Ed Gove: XVhy should baseball be the national game in japan? Dutch: Cough it up, honey. ' Ed: 'Cause the -laps make the best fans in the world. Atkins No. 1 : Hi say, w'ere did 'Arnold get the lower 'arf of 'is face shot hoff? ' Atkins No. 2.: Hit ain't shot hoff, 'e's a-yawnin'! Frank: I went to the store the other day and bought some eggs. XVhiskey : Eggs-actly. Frank: All over an egg was written the name of a lady, and her address, and it said to write. XVhisk: And did you write? Frank: XVhy no, because after I broke the egg I decided she must be a pretty old hen. y -u 1 av- - T- - - ,.. r., -- ff-3 f--v-r-- '- f ' -- -- Q6 - U . Bev First Voice: Here comes Arda with her menagerie and cradle show. Second Wfhisper: Huh? I though their names were Paul and Albert. Verna Underwood Cquoting Shakespeare to Miss Breckj: "Shake not thy gory locks at me." Mr. Cline Qin Latinj : I want your hands, girls- Sweet Soprano Voice: Mine are already spoken for. I sat by the grave of an old man. They say he was a tramp and died from drinking beer from an old tomato can. Now you know, as well as I. that heer can't kill a man, but an old tomato can. VValt: I hear Martin was a detective this summer. Carl: Oh, I dare say. XValt: 'S'faetg he worked in a pool room spotting balls. A man at the door was having a hard time finding out where D. Crain's father was. After a long time he made Don understand his mission. "Oh," said Don, pointing to the hack yard, "he's in the pig pen. You'll know himg he has a hat on." Dr. Hailey: And what is space? Leroy Mc: I-I don't quite remember, but I have it in my head. Bill: Nash, will you lend me fifteen cents? l'm broke. Norry: Sure. Can you change a dollar? 'limmy Allan: Why do all the girls smile at me? Arda: Probably because they're too polite to laugh out loud. Tom P.: This paper tells of a man who lives on onions alone. Graham Brodie: XYell, anyone who lives on onions ought to live alone. Muriel: Xliliat did you think of our Christmas decorations-holly over laurel ? Gob: XVell, I should have prefered mistletoe over yew.- Three ways of spreading news: Telephone, telegraph, and telegirl. ACCORDING TO SHAKESPEARE lireshie: A Comedy of Errors. Soph: Much Ado About Nothing. Junior: As You Like It. Senior: All's XVell That Ends XVell. Miss Stone: Do you see anyone here who is absent? Virginia and Truman were looking at a beautiful painting of sheep: "I consider that sheep are the stupidest creatures living," she said at last. Truman Cabsentlyj: "Yes, my lamb." Edna: Did you get those books? Dot: No. there is a class in there. Edna: XVho's in it? Dot: Ch, farl ard aziotlier girl. l A A if T7 qw My T 4-7 A E . V, Tf ' :gs ' 2 g i NES gz,:S4'o'5Qi'h ,fx-Qylxstv QW' . A . egg, greg ,fgqyfglg 0 .gg m ,wg 6. bu t if 8 V ' 5 x .f Eorroas Omrvae. I: sill? ..,,. ,- ,A ,.., -, 1, V F A 4 I l I I l l is - ,Ji an - fvfquilrv-r-v - --- - ICB:- Stockton Hotel Clerk: Room with bath? Floyd and John: No. NYC leave before Saturday night. Bright: Why is a pancake like the sun? Brilliant: Because it rises out of der yeast and sets behind der vest. Carol: You're in Room 10. aren't you? Norry: Yes. Carol: How do you suppose I guessed it? Norry: Oh, all the good looking fellows are in Room 10. Gladys: Wfhy it's only twelve o'clock. I thought I told you to come after lunch. 4 Art XV.: lVell, that's what I came after. Sunday School Teacher: Do you obey the Bible injunctions to love your neighbor? Flea Raymond: I try to, but she objects. From jay Cyzik's English paper: "The mewl is a hardier burd then the 'ruse or turkie Its wears its winffs on the side of its hed It has 7 leirs to as ' o- ' - - m walk with- It is stubbornly backwurd about comming forwurdf' sl 'AC I I G f7'x'Yii i , 4 Iggy 'A g e I 1 "ii F' .,.f-- f ai f .1 AJR ds I 4:5231-"" A 1 ' I-' I .- ,I iww , , '11, I ff-to Jfrrffi-ff: ' r ' mm V 1- .. -A ,...,, ,A - , rl-ri.-J Y ---qu' - --- - - Ile'-P' UNIVERSITY HIGH HARMONY If You Only Had My Disposition .................................... Norry Nash ROW NVell Ye Mariners ........,............... ............ H . Martin Gasoline Gus and His jitney Bus ....... ............. B ill Wilson I..a Premiere Gerbe De Fleures .,,,.,,...,,,,,.,.,.....,.,...,,.... Hobart Irwin Oh, Dry Those Tears ....,,........,....,.,..,,.....,,...,.,.,,,,.,.. Martha Bromley The Village Gossips .... Flea Raymond, Tom Barrows and Kitty Stoops Yaaka Hula Hickey Doo La .......................................... Thelma Gilman Somewhere a Voice Is Calling ........ .............................. E d. Derby Oft in the Stilly Night .................. ........ Q Censoredj I Never Knew ................................. ...... IN flerrill XVhite Calm as Night ...................... ...... .I ean Bennett The Insect Powder Agent ...... ........ L uin Switzer A Stein Song .................................... ........ ' 'Pie Small Babies in Toyland ....................................... ..v..... H. and j. Lovell If It Takes a Thousand Years ................................. .......... G . Eldridge Should the Dreams of the Dreamer Come True ......... .......... Let Your Feet Tramp! Tramp! ................................. Flying Dutchman ............,................ I Need A ffection ........... The Georgia Grind ............... Dos Almas Unidas ........................ ....... Hello! Boys, 1'm Back Again ........ ..... U. H. S. ........Byrl Mitchell Gob Seely .............limmy Allen john Hatlield Martha and Arda "Bee Bee" Krone The Ninety and Ninth .............,........ ............ G arnet Black The Ghost of the Terrible Blues ...... ........ F inal Iix's. Forget Me Not .....,,,,........................ ....... T he Cub li.-XKIOUS SH ORT FICTION ,I. know it, but I can't explain it. XYell, you see, we had lots of company last night so of course I couldn't get my lesson. Kenny: Say, Goh, doesn't that girl look like Ilelen llrown? Goh: You're crazy. she dresses in pink. Insley Brains fzis usualj: Can anyone tell me who is the author of Ilon1er's "Iliz1d?" XYaiter: I have deviled kidneys, pigs feet, and calves liver, Carl: Say, what do you think I care about your ailmentsg I came here to eat. " -' -1-l-A----1-+'Anr - .1 ,-,,,,' ,

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