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TMP RCDWOOD Library of l nlversity cf Canta C ' ara OCTOBER, 1909 THE REDWOOD Fall Suggestion for ClotKes When thinking of Fall Clothes just remind yourself of the Class that is to be had at The Juvenile. If you don ' t know, next time come and see. Exclusiveness in dress and all its accessories. THE JUVENILE Style Originators to College Fello-ws Cor. Grant and Union Square Avenues San Francisco CLOTHES HABERDASHERY HEADWEAR THE REDWOOD I FOSS HICKS CO. ' 5h ' 0 W iS No. 35 West Santa Clara Street SAN JOSE loans A select and up-to-date list of just such properties as the Home-Seeker and Investor Wants f J% ' Si. ' S ' Klre, L,ife aiaci Accidesit in tlie fee®t Companies eaiMiiliiniiililnMBimaia Ready For You Patents, Gun-Metals and Tans in High and Low Cuts for both street and dress wear Patent Button Two new lines Evening Dress Pumps. Patents and Duels A. S. Bacon , Son Retailers of Good Shoes 74-76 S. First Street THE REDWOOD - - •,• - •»,• - •-« - »-• - - w - •.♦ - r » ■».» w. 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Santa Clara Street, San Jose Read the .... JOURNAL F or tine Local News 913 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. $1.50 a Year Bams, Bacotif Sausages, Lard, Bu tter, Eggs. etc. 1035-1037 Franklin Street. Cigars and Tobacco THE REDWOOD Snappy Styles for lege Men ==T fi £== ® We consider this the best vahie for the money in all shoedoni vSTUART ' S ' ' - Santa Clara St. San Jose, Cal. " »♦»»»»♦«♦♦♦♦♦♦♦»«♦♦ ' »♦ »-»-»-»-»-» WHOI,ESAI,K RETAII, Zonfection$rv Tee Cream and Soda 1084 Franklin Street NEW STORE Santa Clara Successor to CI,ARK THE REDWOOD mm l W W SiMI wM T. F. SOURISSEAU Manufacturing and Repairing W Extra Fine Assortment of Sterling Silver and Solid Gold Jewelry No Plate Goods — Only lo- 14-18 Karat Gold 143 South First Street, San Jose Phone Johm 3026 m THE REDWOOD COFFIN REDDINGTON CO. 30 Cliff St., New York COFFIN REDINGT Successors to REDINGTON COMPANY Importers and Jobbers of DRUGS, CHEMICALS and DRUGGISTS ' SUNDRIES 35 to 49 Second Street Near Market San Francisco, Cal. Cravencttes and English Rain Coats The rainy season is here and so is our complete stock of Cravenettes and Engliih rain coats The English rain coats are rain-proof garments tailored in the height of style, and are just as much an overcoat as they are a rain coat. It is a gentleman ' s coat in every particular Cravenettes are guaranteed to keep you dry. They are large, full-backed models and can be warn as overcoats. We are showing these rain-proof garments in all the pat- terns identified with the season, and fully guarantee water- proof quality Prices $15 to $45 TKe Hastings ClotKing Co. Post and Grant y ven ie Furnishings Hats Shoes Travehng Goods W. C. Talbot, ' i2 Chas. D. South, Litt. D., og Geo. S. de Lorimier, ii Desmotid B. Gallagher, ' 12 Maurice T. Dooling, Jr., ' op Edmtind S. Lowe, ' 10 Fred O. Hoedt, ' 12 Laurence Fer?isworth, ' 12 To Norman Buck, ' 12 (Poem) Address of Gov. Gen. James F. Smith, ' 79 " Our Jim " (Poem) . . . . The Yorkshire Handicap Memories . . . . . " In the Sweat of Thy Brow " (Poem) The Staging of " Constantine " The New Man .... My Friend (Poem) A Reminiscence of Santa Clara College in Ye Olden Time Dr. Walter S. Thome, A. M., ' 01 To Mervyn Shafer, ' 09 (Poem) - Matirice T. Dooling, Jr., ' op In Memoriam, Roderick D. Chisholm, S. J. In Memoriam, Norman G. Buck, ' 12 ..... Editorial Comment -.----- In The Library - - - - - - - - Alumni - - - - - - - College Notes Athletics ........ I 2 3 5 13 14 16 20 24 25 27 29 31 35 37 38 41 44 Nace Printing Co. :Santa Clara, CaL Officers of the Student Body Charles W. Dooming, Treasurer John T. Irilarry, Secretary Patrick A. McHenrv, Vice-President £» | £A44|i 64 Entered Dec. iS, igoi, at Santa Clara, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March ;}, iSfg. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., OCTOBER, 1909. No. i TO NORMAN BUCML, 12 (DIED AUG. 8, 1909) ihou, whose penile spirii roams ihe couri of Ii£hi, ho hast gained ihe golden portal with its arown! ehold how blind we are, how hiaak this awful ni ht, Jii which we live, and doubt, and £lorif with a frown thou art blest! — i nd ijet we mortals pine, J hen one like thee, a loss to us, ath gained eternal rest. (0 gentle soul, the peace of (God be thine, is blessings mark thy ways, (Until in future, prom ised days, (pur hands shall tightly clasp— and death shall cease ithin (God ' s holy home of lasting peace. . f. albot, ' iB. THE REDWOOD ADDRESS OF GOV. GEN. JAMES F. SMITH. ' 79 (on the occasion of his visit to alma MATKR after his return from the PHILIPPINES) ONORED President, Students of old Santa Clara, Ladies and Gentlemen: I cannot say to you how profoundly affected I am at this reception; bow joyful I am in being the recipient of this manifestation of good will, of love and affection and of frierulsbip from the faculty of old Santa Clara College and from the sous of my own Alma Mater. To me it is a very joyous occasion; yet as in most things of this life, it is tingfd with just a little bit of sorrow, that here within these old walls so well known to me the familiar faces of my fellow students of my own boyhood are, to a large degree, absent. Some of thein are beyond the seas, some of them have passed the bourne whence no traveler returns. It is tinged with some degree of sadness — old Father Young, Father Carreda, Father Pinasco, Father Veyret, Father Leonard, with his mathematics, and Father Mangerini, who gave my monthly allowance of 25 cents (laugh- ter), and all those old professors of my boyhood have passed over the river and rest under the shade of the trees. It is, however, a source of great elation to know that they have been succeeded by others as worthy of the sacred trust, who are to carry out the educative mission of this great order, and turn out into the world good citizens, because their object is to make of the student a good man. (Applause.) I must say that it is always with a bounding pulse that I come to this, my second home. I suppose many of you among the Student Body are longing for the hour when the portals of old Santa Clara will open and leave you free to mix with the world beyond and take your part in the great struggle which await s all who have reached manhood ' s estate. It is a natural tiling, but let me assure you solemnly, sons of this old College of Santa Clara, that whatever Fortune may bring you by way of fame, riches or position — all the prizes that the world may offer you — you will look back from them to the days you . ' pent in Santa Clara as among your happiest and your best. • This is a worthy old institution. Of all things that have come my way, largely the result of accident and chance and circumstance, which Di- vine Providence sent my way, none of them do I appreciate more than having been a student in this old college, with its many fond memories and its history of good service. Again I thank the faculty and stu- dents of Santa Clara for this manifes- tation of their friendship. I feel that I am still one of you, although I have added some years to my Hfe and noth- ing to the patch on the top of my head. (The speaker referred to his perceptible baldness.) I feel that I am still one of the old Santa Clara boys, and my hope is that, so long as life lasts, I may have a chance to come here and be with you at the closing exercises of this old college and be once more a Santa Clara boy if only for a day. " (Prolonged applause.) THE REDWOOD " OUR JIM " (POKM READ AT THB RECEPTION TO GOV. " jIM " SMITH) WAVE, banners of the red and white, and split the air, ye bands; Yell, rooters with the leather lungs, and midgets, clap your hands; A roar of College welcome, with its vigor and its vim, A Governor ' s salute shall be for Santa Clara ' s " Jim " . The handles to his name — the General, Governor and Judge,— We strike them off— for titles by the way, are chiefly fudge. Today the white and crimson flags for SMITH the breezes fan — For SMITH, old Santa Clara ' s Smith,— for Smith, the College man. From out the tropic Orient, across the world of waves. To where Cabrillo ' s turquoise sea our golden portal laves, Smith is a name to conjure by,— while far-away Luzon Is like a house without its head the while " Our Jim " is gone. Then hail to Smith, whose valiant sword led in his country ' s cause- To Smith, who conquered islands by the wisdom of his laws; To Smith, w ho rose by worth alone to higher state than kings And earned the grateful, glad acclaim throughout the land that rings. From Negros, where in Bacalot the dark amigos are. To Samar, where that other Smith let slip the dogs of war; From sea-washed Iloilo ' neath the forests of Panay, Through Zamboango harbor down to Sarangani Bay;— From Sulu Archipelago to where the mad typhoon The rocky shores of Balantang with spoil and death have strewn; — In all the isles volcanic where the people put on airs Because their earthquakes obviate the use of rocking-chairs;— 4 THE REDWOOD Where tawny bolo-wielders in the yellow hemp-fields hide To smite their Avhite -skinned masters and avenge the native pride; Where monkeys do the baseball stunt among the cocoa-trees, Or vault along the bamboo poles that fence the China Seas; — Full famous is the name of Smith— a name to millions dear; — But a Santa Clara day is worth a Filipino year; And a Santa Clara welcome, in its plain old-fashioned way, Beats all the public greeting shows around Manila Bay. There ' s Smith, whose head Powhattan spared when Pocahontas prayed, And Smith who, by his silent tongue, a Wall-street billion made. And Smith, the grizzled Harvard boy whose fame lives in a hymn, — But the Smith who towers above them all is Santa Clara ' s " Jim. " Long may he live and, like Columbia, still his fame expand, — And still for him may Honor twine fresh laurels in our land, — Forever shall our College sing the glories he has won. And tell the applauding world with pride, " Behold, he is my son. " Chas. D. South, Litt. D., ' 09. THE REDWOOD TfiE YOFxilSHIFvS: HANDICAP FRED MARTIN was a little boy at the time, — barely thirteen years old; still he never forgot the in- cident with which this story opens. His father who had been a groom in the stables of Lord Everleigh had died some three months before and now Fred and his mother lived alone in the little cottage on the outskirts of the Everleigh estate. Since her husband ' s death Mrs. Martin had taken up washing as a means of livelihood for herself and sou. The proceeds of this, however, were barely sufficient for food, so consequent- ly not a cent of rent had been paid since the death of Mr. Martin. Thus matters stood at the opening of this story, — a beautiful day in spring. Now it happened that on this same beautiful spring morning, Lord Everleigh and his Lady were driving over the estate. It also happened that Lord Everleigh was in a bad humor on account of the poor showing of two of his horses the daj ' before. McLaren, the trainer and overseer of the stables who was also in the carriage, had just related the doings of his horses in detail, and the Lord now sat s ilent and frown- ing as he turned the whole story over in his mind. Presently he spoke. " What the devil was the matter with Lady Jane to come fourth after all that training? " " Bad start, — almost left at the post. " answered the trainer. " Even so, " snapped the Lord Ever- leigh, " you ' d think she ' d show the class on the stretch anyway. " " She was running with a bunch of good ones sir, you must remember, " explained McLaren. " Good ones! Gad, man, wasn ' t Lady Jane a good one? Wasn ' t she the favorite? Six furlongs too; just her race. " McLaren shrugged his shoulders and the argument dropped. Presently they came alongside the home where the Martins were living. " Who the devil lives there now? " Lord Everleigh asked of McLaren. " Why, the widow of Jim Martin, the groom who died some three months back. She and her young boy l ive there. " " I wondered, because I see the rent is due here for some months back. Stop the carriage and tell her, she ' ll have to pay to date or leave. Give her a week ' s notice. I don ' t want any of this charity business on my lauds. " Accordingly the carriage was stopped and McLaren approached the house. Fred, who was weeding a vegetable patch in the front garden, immediately rushed into the house and returned with his mother. When she heard the news she burst into tears and begged to remain a little while longer. " Please, Mr. McLaren, " she cried. " Fm sure FIl do better with my work now, and Fll pay some of it off. Just a month longer. " THE REDWOOD " Not my doings, madam. Have no say, you know. One week ' s notice. " With that he turned on his heel and passed through the gate. The poor woman in her distress ran after him to the carriage. There she appealed to Lord Everleigh himself. " Just a month longer, sir, " she begged, " I know I ' ll have some money then. Please don ' t turn me away. U here will I go! What will I do! " The Lord Evetleigh looked impatient and uncomfortable. " I see no other way madam, no other way, " he said. With this she burst out sobbing afresh and turned to Lady Everleigh. " Surely, madam, you will not turn me out to starve. Do let me stay. What is a month longer! I ' ll do anything for you, madam. " The Lady Everleigh merely tightened her lips, elevated her eyebrows, and gazed in front of her. " Enough of this, " snapped Lord Everleigh. " Let us be off. " The poor woman turned to walk to the house but her sobbing shook her body so violently that she leaned for support against the picket fence. This sight brought the tears to young Fred ' s eyes, — tears of love and pity, — tears of anger and hateful revenge. He had viewed the whole scene with bated breath and a sickeniug feeling of disas- ter. The sight of his poor mother in tears melted his heart with love. Again the sight of the Lord coldly turning away his own dear mother like a troublesome insect, sent such a flow of angry, resentful blood surging through his veins that his hands fairly trembled. A great feeling for revenge, a lust to strike overpowered him and probably he would have done something foolish, had not the coach suddenly rolled away. Seeing his mother alone weeping by the fence, he swallowed his quivering emotions and tearful himself, walked towards her. Slipping his arm around her, he drew her quietly into the house. After a time she became quieter and Fred taking her hand tried to comfort her. " Mother, please don ' t take it so hard. We ' ll get along all right. I ' m going down to Yorkshire next week. You know father always said I ' d make a good jockey, — I can even ride pretty well now and look how light I am. " " No, dear, " cried his mother anxious- ly clasping her child in her arms, " you cannot go down to that rough place. You ' ll surely be hurt. No, you must stay with me. You ' re all I have left. " " But father always said I was made for a jockey. Why! there are boys younger than I am, riding the horses down there. I have always wanted to get to work to help you and to-day the time lias come. I miist go, mother. It was Saturday afternoon, a week before the great Yorkshire Handicap, for which there was a purse of 5000. A larger crowd than usual was in attendance at the race course. Much interest was evinced in the afternoon races, but most of the talk centered in the great handicap of the coming Satur- day. The latest news on this event and THE REDWOOD the conversation of the afternoon was the entry of Eord Everleigh ' s " Winsome Win. " This horse was little known, in fact she had never run in public, so naturally this move rather upset the pubhc ' s calculations for the coming event. The people knew if Everleigh entered a horse, it must be a good one. Still, after expert consideration the gen- eral opinion had it, that no matter what this new entry was made of, he could scarcely run alongside horses like Max- well and Cleopatra, which were the favorites. On the veranda of the club-house stood Lord Everleigh himself, with a pair of binoculars slung over his shoul- der. He was deliberating seriously with two other gentlemen of racing appearance. Hard by at a table sat Eady Everleigh in plumes and silk with several friends. The conversation in both groups consisted of horses, wagers and jockeys. Presently a man consulting a note- book entered the veranda and walked to the group of gentlemen. The man was McEareu. " Well, what news? " asked Everleigh. " I ' ve got several names here, but I think either one of these is the man, — Dermot or Ingles. They ' ve both been riding well,lately. " Everleigh studied the names for a long time, then looked up thoughtfully. " Well, gentlemen, what do you think? " " They ' re two of the best, " answered one of the racing gentlemen. The other appeared less sanguine. At length he said doubtfully. " Neither of them is the man that is riding Max- well or Cleopatra. " On this Everleigh became more thoughtful than ever. He gazed ab- stractedly over at the swaying crowd about the betting booths and played nervously with the note-book in his hand. At length he said with a determined voice. " We can ' t have any confounded second class man on the horse next Saturday. We want the best, — the best jockey in England. It ' s to be my big deal this year and I ' ll not take chances. We ' ve got the horse that can do it and now we want the man. And by Heaven, we ' ll have him! " At that moment the attention of the crowd was drawn to the approach of the horses for the fifth race, the event of the day. The crowd in the booths moved towards the track, and the occu- pants of the grandstand sat up to criti- cize the prancing line of ponies. The gentlemen on the veranda raised their glasses and studied the horses as they passed the club-house. " There ' s Dermot now on Firefly, ' ' exclaimed McLaren. " She ' s the favor- ite. " " And there ' s Lord Waterbury ' s old nag Endymion, I thought that horse had died long ago, " remarked one of the racing gentlemen. In a few rnoments the horses were at the post. After some skilful manoeuvre- ing on the part of the starter, the cry suddenly went up: " They ' re off. " All eyes followed them around the farther THE REDWOOD stretch, " Firefly and Huckleberry in in the lead, " exclaimed McEaren, gazing through his binoculars. " On the turn. Firefly and Huckleberry still in the lead. Galatea coming up. Say, look at that horse Galatea coming. Great Scott! Here they are on the stretch and Galatea and Firefly running together. Say, ain ' t that a keen finish. Yes, sir, she ' s done it. Galatea by a neck! " A great shout went up from the crowd and for a time confusion reigned, — a long shot had won and the favorite was beaten. The horses now came trotting back to the judges ' stand and the riders were dismounting. When Galatea appeared, her rider was honored with a great clapping and cheering. The young jockey raised his whip, tipped his cap and slipped oflf gracefully. " What the devil ' s that jockey ' s name? " exclaimed Eord Everleigh excit- edly. " Wilson, " answered McEaren. " He ' s been riding second raters around here for a long time. " " Quick, McEaren, send him over here to the club-house. That ' s our man. We ' ll fix it up right away. " McEaren had scarcely left when Eady Everleigh approached. " Did you see that piece of riding? " she exclaimed. " We must consider him at once, Henry. " " Yes, I ' ve just sent for him, " answered Everleigh. " Eet us go into the club- house and wait for him. " Presently McEaren entered the room with the young jockey. The boy glanced at the occupants, then stared and colored deeply; for he knew that he stood before the man and woman who had turned his poor mother away two years before. Eord Everleigh and his wife who were talking earnestly about prices, failed to notice this. Everleigh looked up now and came right to the point. " Young man, 300, win or lose next Saturday to ride my horse. Winsome Win, and an extra purse of _; 20O, if you win. " The lad ' s thoughts were not of horses or money, and he kept gazing vacantly at the Eord. Taking this hesitation for non-acceptance, Everleign added, " Well then, how will £350 suit you? Do you accept? " " Sure, sir, " answered the lad quickly, rousing himself. " I accept. " " Well, sign this then, — and be at my stables to-morrow to try the pony out. " Fred Martin departed that evening with his brain in a whirl. He was to ride in the great Yorkshire Handicap and for Eord Everleigh, — for the man who had cruelly turned his mother out to beg or starve two years before. The picture of the one he loved dearest sobbing bitterly by a picket fence rose to his mind, and with it the old feeling of anger and hatred. The lust for revenge again overcame him and he almost cried out in his excitement, for he i: « ( revenge his mother now. At last he had Eord Everleigh in his power. The more he thought of it, the more he reveled in it. How easy he could hold the horse in and give her any place he wished. Picture after picture passed through his mind of the many different ways h e THE REDWOOD could make the horse lose, and of the feelings of Bverleigh after the race. Perhaps the horse could not win any- way; so much the better; it would save him the trouble of holding her in. Still one thing was certain; Winsome Win, would not win the Yorkshire Handicap. That night he went to the little hotel where his mother was working, but he said nothing of his great offer for the coming week. Knowing his mother ' s honest christian spirit, he feared she would make him give the race up, un- less he ceuld ride his best. And this he could never do, for he felt that at last the time had come for him to square accounts with his Eordship. So he kept silence and reveled in his lucky chance. Every morning that week he rode Winsome Win down at the. Everleigh Estate. The continual sight of the de- tested Lord hardened his purpose of revenge and he smiled as he saw the great care that was taken of Winsome Win, and how anxiously Everleigh watched her movements. He learned also during the week that Lord Everleigh was running not only for the ; 50oo pound purse, but that he had also an immense side bet upon the issue. This only added fuel to Fred ' s hateful passion and he thought with a kind of delight how heavy the blow might be, — perhaps it would practically ruin him, — well, so much the worse for him. At last the great day arrived. The morning passed dreamy and beautiful. Towards the afternoon the race course became the scene of life and activity It was the day of the great race of the season and the crowd that poured in was immense. Banners and pennants were flying merrily in the light breeze. Horns were belching forth asthmatic blasts. Men were shouting; ladies laughing. All was joy and excitement. In no time the grandstand was filled to its capacity with a gay expectant crowd. The betting-booths rang with the shouts of the book-makers and of the people. Even the club-house ve- randas were alive with the eager follow- ers of the horses. Among the latter were the Eord Everleigh and his wife. He kept as cool as possible, but his pale face and the nervous twitchings of his hands betrayed his intense excitement. At times he was spoken to by persons about him, but his answers were more or less disjointed. The great handicap was to be the fourth race. A marked restlessness and surpressed excitement was evident as he sat there through the preceding three. Meanwhile Fred Martin, alias, " Jockey Wilson, " sat in an obscure corner of the paddock, thinking hard. He had re- ceived his orders and was waiting for the fourth race. His mind dwelt on the outcome of the afternoon, and he smiled a hundredth time as he thought of the position in which he held the Lord Everleigh, — such great hopes to be shattered and what ruin to follow! Surely his debt would be well paid. But again this would be the first dishon- orable thing he had ever done. He knew his mother would never counte- 10 THE REDWOOD nance il. He knew he could never tell it to her without the greatest shame. Still this thought he cast lightly aside when he remembered how this man had crushed her two years before, " No, your Lordship, " he muttered aloud, " you ' ll feel the sting of that action today, and then let me see how you bear up against — " At that moment a trumpet sounded and a voice cried, " The Yorkshire Handicap! " Fred sprung up and rushed to his stall. Winsome Win was led out in the pink of condition, fairly quivering with life. Fred was helped into the saddle and after a few words of encourage- ment was following the other horses to the track. From the balcony Lord Everleigh could suppress his excitement no longer. He was leaning over the railing excitedly with McLaren and examining the horses closely as they passed the grandstand. His ear was ever open for the acclaims and comments of the crowd. He drunk in eagerly such phrases as " That Winsome Win can ' t be held to-day. " " Say, but Cleopatra is a fine looker. " " There ' s a horse for you, that Maxwell, " etc. As the horses reached the post Mc- Laren whispered to Everleigh, " She ' s in great form to-day. I think she ' ll do it easy. " Everleigh ' s strained face brightened, but he kept his glass firmly fixed on his horse. Suddenly a great shout went up. " They ' re off! " and the excited horses shot like so many arrows on their mile run. The whole assemblage rose to its feet and breathlessly followed the ponies around the course. " Maxwell takes the lead! " was the the shout. " Lady Rose, Cleopatra and Larakin follow in a bunch! — On the turn! Maxwell still in the lead! Lady Rose, Cleopatra and Larakin still fighting for place! Winsome Win coming up! — entering the stretch! Maxwell well in the lead! Cleopatra coming up strong! Larakin, Lady Rose and Winsome Win bunched! " Then arose a great shout and the crowd went wild with yelling and waving. " You ' ve got it, Maxwell, you ' ve got it, stick to it! " " Come on, Cleopatra, you ' re closing strong. You ' re beside him. Come on; Come on! " A few more yards, Maxwell, you ' re sure of it. Come on! " Ah! what is this? What is this? Winsome Win! Winsome Win! Passing them before the grandstand. Winsome Win! Win- some Win! Great God! Winsome Win, by half a length! " JC JC fC 5JC ijC A quarter of an hour later Lord and Lady Everleigh, having escaped the congratulations of their friends, sat in a room in the club-house listening to the clamor and shout of the crowd without. They were waiting for the lad who had won them a fortune. Presently he entered with McLaren. Lord Everleigh and his wife rushed to greet him. They grasped his hands and showered upon him praise and congrat- ulations. Everleigh then motioned to a THE REDWOOD 11 pile of bank notes on the table. " There, my boy, " he explained, " there ' s your purse of 550! You ' ve made my for- tune to-day, I owe you everything. " Fred brushed aside their congratula- tions and picked the roll of bank notes from the table. From the roll he drew a £ 2 note and proffered it to the Lord. " Lord Everleigh, I owe you some- thing. Do you remember two years ago, turning a poor woman out of a little cottage on your estate, because she could not at the time pay her rent? She was willing to pay and asked for a little time to raise the money. But you were too heartless and mean aud refused her one chance. Ah! I see you recollect. Lord Everleigh, that woman was my mother and now I ' ll pay for that two month ' s rent. Here, take this, it will cover the debt. And also remem- ber this. Lord Everleigh, that this after- noon you had the closest call to ruiu, God will ever send you. There were big odds against you. For Lord Ever- leigh, when I entered the race I was determined to ruin you. But, — well, — perhaps the horse ran away with me or perhaps a little spark of manliness rose in me and you were given another chance. Think it over well. Lord Everleigh. Good-afternoon. " Everleigh stared at the boy amazed and marvelling. Then partly recover- ing himself, he tried to speak, but the boy was gone. He turned and stared at his wife in stupified surprise and amazement. Presently his eyes wandered vacantly to the bank-note which he had uncon- sciously taken from the boy. Mechani- cally he walked to a chair and sat with his head in his hands thinking hard. After a time he looked up. His face was very grave and lacked its accus- tomed color. Quietly he tore the bank- note he held in bis hand into tiny pieces, muttering half to himself, half aloud: " It was a noble act and God knows it will not be in vain! " Geo. S- de Lorimier, ' n. 12 THE REDWOOD I WAS sitting at my desk, wondering I if the playlet I had just completed would be a success, when Peters poked his head in the doorway and said, " Take a walk to the Ob? " " Don ' t mind if i do, " I replied, pro- posing to follow. I had taken the walk many times before along the cement path, past the shrine of the Sacred Heart, encircled with its network of beautiful clinging roses, through the opening in the grand old adobe wall, that spoke dumb language of the things that were, emerg- ing into the vineyard that was soon to bear the luscious grapes, on to the shriue of the patron saint of the college, St. Joseph. I paused a moment in this rest- ful spot, that the creepers sheltered from the glare of the noonday sun, and I wondered if we of the world would ever know how many outpourings of the heart the good Fathers of this great old Mission College of Santa Clara had sent up before the image of this great saint to the throne of God, asking that their boys would go out into the world be- yond these walls, bearing with them the impress of their teachings, that the world with all its pomp and splendor, would not be able to efface. The babble of voices brought me to earth again and in a few strides I was at the Obser- vatory in the midst of five or six of the graduating class of nineteen hundred and nine. " Hey, fire that hop over here, Malt- man, " was the fi rst salutation that greeted my ears, and a sack of Bull Durham shot across space into the hands of the speaker. The clouds of smoke soon told me that the hop had gone the round, and between the puffs they all seemed anxious to talk of their coming departure. They all tried to speak at once and tell how glad they would be when they had passed out of the college into the world to struggle for victory, and their youthful faces lit up with excitement at the thought. I sat down on the ground a little dis- tance from the group and tried to draw, in my imagination, the characters for a play that I hope some day to write. But somehow my thoughts kept wander- ing to that little band of beginners, so I gave up the play as a bad job, and wondered how the world would treat the boys who were about to embark on its troubled waters. " Gee! It will feel good to be outside the ten foot fence and to know that we don ' t have to come back! " ejaculated one of the boys. " How about me? " said another. " I have been here all my life. Will it feel good? Well, I guess! " " What are you going to do, Maurice, when you get through? " was the next question that drifted my way. The young fellow in question twisted a blade of grass around his finger, bit off the end, smiled a quiet knowing smile. " I don ' t care a cent as long as I don ' t THE REDWOOD 13 have to do hard work. " Everybody laughed and echoed the sentiment. The conversation took a turn and the kindness of the respective teachers was discussed to some length, when above the din I managed to hear: " Well, I don ' t care what anybody says, as much as we have kicked about him, he has been a very fine Vice President, and nobody knows it better than we do. " In the midst of this chatter, the bell rang and they all scampered oflF to class, swearing to catch the first train after the exercises or die in the attempt. I thought it very ungrateful of them to want to get away in such a hurry from a place that had been so much to them. So I determined to watch their depart- ure with interest. The exercises were over, and the orchestra had commenced to play " Home, Sweet Home, " when I slipped out to catch a glimpse of the boys of the senior class rushiug madly for their respective trains. I waited and watched in vain. For the greater number of students had bid their hurried farewells to the Fathers, hoping to see them next year, and had taken their departure. I was nervous and disappointed so I took a stroll from the garden to the campus, when, behold! emerging from the chapel, I saw what I thought at first glance to be a funeral procession, — but it was no other than the senior class. I followed them as they filed slowly into the garden and assembled around the shrine of " the Sacred Heart. " A moment of prayer and each wandered ofi " to some favorite spot to take a loving look and say perhaps a last good-bye. These were the ungrateful, heartless boys that were going to catch the first train. I smiled. One by one they returned to the front door where some of the good Fathers were waiting to say good-bye and give them their last ad- vice and blessing. I stood by and and watched them take those silent farewells, but somehow the wind blew the water from the gardner ' s hose into my face and my sight was blurred. The evening shadows stole quietly over the garden, the Mission bells pealed out the Angelus, the clock in the tower struck six; and the doors closed behind the class of nineteen hundred and nine forever. I gazed after them and they had all turned instinctively to look up at the old clock that had ticked away so many pleasant hours. So shall it be till the end of time. The Mission bells will still ring out, the old clock in the tower still chime away the hours; but to the boys who have just left the shelter of the dear old Mission walls, these things will be but memories, — fond, sweet memories. Desmond B. Gallagher, ' 12. 14 THE REDWOOD iN the: sweat or thy brow (VAI EDICTORY ode) ODAY we stand at the parting ways — Our youth behind us, our life before — We give to the future a hopeful gaze, And a sigh to the days of yore. We give a sigh to the days of yore, To the friends we are leaving, whose hearts we love, As we fix our eyes on the life before, And our hearts on the God above. Oh God of power and God of anight Great God of mercy and love for men Strengthen us Lor d for the bitter fight Strengthen otir hearts for the fight — and then Make us remember that thou hast said ' ' In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat thy breads Today we stand at the parting ways — As we turn to the future our hearts beat high — But to meet the strife of the coming days We yearn for a battle cry; A cry that will make us strong and true, A cry that will steel us, heart and will. To do the thing that we have to do Be our fortune good or ill. THE REDWOOD 15 Oh God of power and God of mighty Great God of mercy and love for men Strengthen us, Lord, for the bitter fight, Strengthen our hearts for the fight — and then Make us remember that Thoji hast said ' ' ' ' In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat thy bread ' ' ' ' " In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat thy bread. " Our God has spoken. His children hear. And humbly we say as we bow the head, " Our battle cry is here. " " In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat " — ' twas thus The Master spake and His word is true. A man is a man for the things he does, Make us men in the things we do. Oh, God of power and God of might. Great God of mercy and love for men, Strejtgthen us, Lord, for the bitter fight. Strengthen our hearts for the fight — and then Make us remember that thou hast said, ' ' ' ' In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat thy breads Maurice T. Dooling Jr. ' 09 16 THE REDWOOD THE STAGING OF " CONSTANTINE T was on the fifteenth day of last March that the Dramatic Club of Satjta Clara decided to produce the Roman Military Drama, " Constantine, " written by the well known California poet, Dr. Charles D. South, Professor of Journalism at Santa Clara College. Five performances of the drama were then determined upon, to take place, as they did, on May 3, 4, 5, and on the afternoon and evening of May 8. Now, I may take for granted, the initial staging of a play is a task that the majority of the public, even of the theatre going public, do not fully appre- ciate or understand. For they do not see, and perhaps very seldom hear of the dreary rehearsals that take place in order to present them with a smooth performance when the curtain rings up for the first time on a new production. When we realize that every move the actors make upon the stage has to be carefully studied out, every detail of scenery has to be designed and executed; every light effect has to harmonize with time and surroundings; every piece of the play, every costume to be histori- cally correct, and last but not least, all incidental music to be composed, we then, perhaps, shall be better able to appreciate the difficulties and the tri- umphs of an initial production. However, despite this fact, there was a spirit of confidence among the mem- bers of the Dramatic Society, and I think, not indeed groundless. For this same society had already handled the initial productions of such plays as " Nazareth, " the Santa Clara Passion Play of Clay Greene, and the " Light Eternal, " of Martin V. Merle. After careful deliberation and selec- tion on the part of the Stage Director, the seventy-five different speaking parts were assigned to those students best fitted to receive them, and, as is the custom at Santa Clara before rehearsals begin, a reading of the play was held on March 23, in the Chambers of the Phil- historians. A brief word of encourage- ment was addressed to the actors, business staff, stage staff, and all those concerned in the play, by the President of the College, and after him, by the President of the Senior Dramatic Club, who was also the Stage Director. Then followed the perusal of the entire play, each actor reading his part, corrections being made and cues in- sisted upon. Among the number of principal parts, five were assigned to former members of the Senior Dramatic Club and Alumni of the College. Two nights following the reading of the play, the first rehearsal of the principals was held in the College Theatre, and the actors were instructed in regard to their entrances, exits, positions, stage business, etc. After the rehearsal was over the Stage Director announced that " all manuscripts must disappear " at the next rehearsal, which was to be held three nights afterwards. THE REDWOOD 17 And so rehearsals for the principal characters progressed very favorably for about two weeks, each rehearsal showing marked improvement. Meanwhile a well organized stage- staff, under the direction of an efficient student-stage manager, was engaged in the work of preparing the six beautiful and difficult scenes, which comprised the play, two of them being quite singu- lar and novel; namely, a weird scene of the celebrated " Catacombs " and one of the " Colosseum " in Rome. Both these scenes were painted for the Dramatic Society by a celebrated scenic artist in this State. It might be mentioned here that on the ringing up of the curtain on the " Catacomb scene, " the first speaker of the act was compelled to delay his speech several minutes on account of the applause. It is a scene almost an exact counterpart of the Catacombs, being designed after photographs, and with the suggestions of several of the faculty who lived in Rome and often visited the un derground tombs. This scene, as far as we remember, has never been attempted before on any stage. Another magnificent scene of " Con- stantiue " was at the climax of the fourth act, when the Cross suddenly appeared in the heavens, with the inscription above it, ' ' In Hoc Signo Vinces. " Both cross and inscription were designed and executed by Michael O ' Sullivan, the scenic artist of the Dramatic Club. The stage staff, which is made up entirely of attending students, frequent- ly held their own scenic rehearsals and thus became as skilled in their line of work as professionals. At the very beginning of the semester, the stage hands are selected from the entire student-body. The points that make for this selection are dexterity, brawn, generosity, and above all, fidelitj ' to duty. As soon as a new play has been determined upon, this carefully chosen group is assembled together, each member ' s interest is aroused in the forthcoming production, and to each is assigned a particular post. One is sta- tioned at the switch board, whose ex- clusive duty it is to operate all house and signal lights. Another is placed in general supervision of the stage, and under him are placed six trusty assistants, three to shift the " wings " on " left stage, " and as many again on " right; likewise the " fly galleries " have their respective men in charge; so, too, the property room. Hence each of the eighteen stage hands has his own assigned function. And when the sound of " strike, " falls upon their ears, immediately the whole stage setting succumbs in a few seconds to their organized force. An example of the cleverness displayed by Santa Clara ' s stage crew was recorded last winter, when, in preparing for " In the Fool ' s Bauble, " seven complete changes of scenery were ccomplished within the re- markably short period of eleven minutes, this time having been taken by three witnesses, watches in hand, at a scenic rehearsal, three weeks before the Thanksgiving play. In the beginning of April, commenced 18 THE REDWOOD the training of the supernumeraries, mob and soldiers, including seventy students in all. The training of the soldiers was by no means an easy task to contemplate, for parts of the play necessitated their being put through various difficult drills; but hearty cooperation on the part of the students plus the efficiency of our able Stage Director made a difficult task easy. Commencing about the fifteenth day of April, rehearsals were held every evening, and the play was found to be rounding into excellent shape. It is amusing to note that, at this point, the atmosphere of the college campus be- came surcharged with " Hail Constan- tine! " — " On to Rome! " — " Shall we to Rome forthwith under the Standard of the Cross? " Or some younger collegian with serious countenance would approach a pal, asking with anxiety, " Heard ye murmuriugs in the camp? ' ' — The drama had thoroughly captivated the imagina- tions of all. Finally on the evening of May 2, the dress rehearsal was held, and one entering the college theatre below the orchestra pit could hear the clashing of shields and spears, and would be con- fronted by the painted faces of brawny Roman Soldiers and the glitter of light upon their breast plates, while the perfume from the gorgeous costume of the Roman Adonis scented fragrantly the air. At last came the call from the Assist- ant Stage Director, " First Act. " And the curtain was rung up, revealing the scene of the Arch of Titus Vespasian in Rome. The whole rehearsal was carried through exceeding ly well, save for a few corrections being made in the " off stage " light effects, by the Assistant Stage Director and Electrician. The first performance was a matinee on the next afternoon, produced for the colleges, convents, and high schools situated in the various cities about the bay and in the approximate vicinity. It will be interesting to note here a custom that has long held with the Dramatic Club of Santa Clara, and which we think is hardly duplicated by any troupe of actors. It is that of assembling the players, on the stage just before the curtain is ' rung up. Then all fall on their knees, — king and slave, courtier and peasant, patrician and plebeian, — and pray for the success of the performance. The late Charles Warren Stoddard, our best beloved California poet, thus alludes to this custom in bis article in the Sunsei on the Santa Clara Passion Play of 1907: " I believe that the majority of those present were affected as I was, seriously and profoundly. Of course, I knew what perhaps very few people in the audience knew, that before the curtain was drawn aside each mattinee and evening the whole company was assem- bled on that stage, and, as with one voice, they uttered an earnest prayer to Saint Joseph for the success of the play. ' Thy special favor we now implore for success in the coming Passion Play. ' This, with the versicle repeated seven times over, in honor of the seven joys THE REDWOOD 19 and sorrows of Saint Joseph, and a concluding prayer, pitched the key- note in a harmony almost celestial. " Eet it be said that after the the prayer was finished every student and partici- pant in the play felt a new confidence steal over him as the Stage Manager called out, " Clear stage for the first act. " The performance was exceedingly successful, as were the following five. The actors played their parts with a grace and ease suggestive of their professional brethren; and the stage staff worked with an alacrity and deft- ness of hand that manifested thorough knowledge and experience in their work. In fact, every one concerned in the production of " Constantine " did his part, thus producing a harmony which contributed greatly to the play ' s success. On the opening of every scene there was an applause that certainly must have made the designer, scenic artist, stage stafi " , and those who devised the light effects, proud men. It was Saturday night. May 8th. The curtain was rising on the " Colosseum " of Rome. The Pagan Maxentius was seen, surrounded by his retinue, seated in his box viewing the games, when news was suddenly brought by a breathless messenger that Constantine was advanc- ing upon the city, that he had " beaten down the gates, slain the guards, and cried out death to Maxentius. " A murmuring was then heard without, and Constantine breaking into the " Colos- seum " with his army, advanced to the Emperor ' s box, and as he cried, " Ad- vance the banner of the Cross. In that sign have we conquered. In that sign shall we conquer forevermore, " the cur- tain fell upon one of the most successful productious that was ever staged by the Dramatic Society of Santa Clara. Edmund S. Lowe ' io. 20 THE REDWOOD THi: NEW MAN THE continual clicking of type- writers together with the hot, sultry afternoon, nearly set us mad; when suddenly the corridors echoed with a peal of laughter and a second later Slocum ' s jovial face popped in through the office door. " Well boys, " he chuckled, " it ' s too hot to work this afternoon so put on your duds and clear out. " There followed a general " hurrah! " for the boss, while the office boy scram- bled over a few tables and upset a type- writer to pick up the old man ' s gloves. " By the way, Courtland, " Slocum called to me, " let me introduce you to Mr. Jennings. He is going to work for us beginning Monday, he ' ll be under you iu the stationery department. " My salutation was returned with a stifif bow and a limpy handshake. " Some trouble coming, " I thought as I endeavored to appear sociable. Just then my chum, " Shorty " Green, called me and I excused myself, leaving Jennings to the boss. " Who ' s that guy? " queried Green. " O he ' s the new man, " I answered. " Yeh, " grunted " Shorty. " " But say, there ' s your train, you better hurry up. I ' ll see you Monday. So long. " A few minutes later I v as spinning along toward home. When I returned Monday morning I found Jennings waiting at the office door. " Good morning, Mr. Jennings, " I ventured. He answered me with a slight jerk of the head and drawled, " well, I guess I ' m ready tor work. " " Nice man that, nit! " I thought to myself. The rest of the office formed the same opinion of Jennings and avoided him as much as possible. He was however, a good worker and, best of all, minded his business. Several months passed without inci- dent, and as autumn was already don- ning his winter coat, " Shorty " and I planned a three days ' hunting trip, which Slocum gladly granted; it was to be from the next Thursday to Sunday. That Wednesday was certainly my off day. Slocum was not there and I had to tend to the office. " Shorty " made a dozen or so blunders trying to straighten out his bills and then he dropped them all over the floor, — well, this was too much, so he had recourse to swearing. Something certainly was wrong with him. He was all flurry and excitement. I asked him what was up, but he shot a half indignant remark at me that I shouldn ' t worry about him; so I left him to his work. Then the safe which contained about $5,000 was left open during the noon-hour and this caused me some more anxiety until I discovered everything to be O. K. Besides this, Jennings was grumbling all day long and in general, everything went wrong. " Shorty " could hardly wait until 5 THE REDWOOD 21 p. M., and when I turned the key of the office door he hurried me along the passage way in spite of my remon- strances to take another look at the safe. " O, bother that money box! " he sputtered. Just then I heard the shrill whistle of the local. I left " Shorty " standing near the doorway with the promise of meeting him next morning, 8 A. M. at the local station. As the train slowly pulled out I noticed " Shorty " take off his hat which I thought at first he was waving to me; then he looked about him as though he had forgotten some- thing and ran back toward the office. I wondered at this maneuver, but was soon lost in the evening paper. The next morning as I alighted from from the train steps, " Shorty " was no- where in sight. I thought I ' d wait a while as he probably missed his car. I noticed a large crowd gathered in front of our office building. Wondering what was up, I walked over. As I began to elbow my way through the crowd, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked around and noticed a messenger boy. " Well, what is it? " I asked. " Are you Mr. Courtland? " " Yes. " At that he handed me a note and disappeared in the crowd. It was " Shorty ' s " handwriting, and a dumb- founded creature I was, when I read its contents. All it said was: " Dear Friend, I left for New York last night, will explain later by mail. " For a moment I forgot the surging crowd; while my eyes were riveted on the slip of paper in my hands. Again I was accosted; this time by an officer. As I looked up, he recognized me and said: " Hurry up, Courtland, your boss was robbed last night. " A minute later I was standing before Slocum. His usually jovial face looked haggard and worn. Ten years seemed to have crossed his countenance. When I entered the office, what a sight met me! The safe was wide open, billheads, papers were scattered all over the floor, desks and chairs were upturned, and worst of all, the $5000 had been stolen. " Shorty ' s " going away and Jenning ' s sud- den disappearance added to the mystery of the robbery. Soon the wires be- tween San Francisco and New York were hot and humming with orders and descriptions of Green and Jennings. I couldn ' t for a moment think my friend guilty of the act, so I did not state any of the events of the preceding evening. The next two weeks were busy ones bringing order out of chaos, and giving de.scriptions to detectives. No clew however presented itself; it seemed as though both " Shorty " and Jennings had dropped into nothingness. One forenoon, after the excitment had some- what abated I received a letter. It was from " Shorty. " " Well, this will cast some light on the mystery, ' ' I thought, as I hastily tore open the envelope, and began to read: " My Dear Pal: I am awfully sorry that such a thing should have hap- 22 THE RKDWOOD pened, but I couldn ' t help it. I was bard pressed — " Just then I was startled by the en- trance of a detective and fearing that something forbidding lurked in Green ' s letter, I instinctively shot it into the far corner of my desk. After the detective left, I intended to resume the letter, but look where I might, I couldn ' t find it. I made a thorough search of my desk and even of the wastebasket but the letter was gone. Where to? That was more than I could tell. I could not write to him as I did not know his address; nor did I know the town or city it came from as the postmark escaped my notice and thus I remained in a perplexed condition. Office work went on just as usual. Months passed by and no letter from " Shorty. " Winter left us and summer came again. At last my two weeks ' vacation came on. I took a trip to Half Moon Bay so as to be near the coast and enjoy a good rest. One afternoon while riding horseback around the country, my horse shied suddenly, nearly throwing me out of the saddle. I turned to see what was the cause and noticed an overcoat lying beside the brush. I quickly jumped from the horse and to my horror the coat clothed a skeleton. The bones were bleached by the sun and wind — what a ghastly sight! A tattered hat and an old rotten satchel lay near by. I picked up the hat and hastily read the name. Could my eyes deceive me? It read: " J. J. Green. " " Why, that was ' Shorty! ' " I tore open the satchel and there again his name stared me in the face, also a lot of billheads of Slocum appeared, while neatl} " - tucked under these lay the stolen money. " Poor ' Shorty! ' " then the thought struck me, " The letter? " If I could only find that letter. The first three lines loomed up before my mem- ory. Why did he begin, " I am awfully sorry that such a thing should have happened, but I couldn ' t help it, I was hard pressed That was as far as I had read when I lost the letter. I did not wait for my vacation to expire, but returned imme- diately to Slocum with my find. " What! back again? " cried Slocum, as I entered the office. I beckoned him to come into his pri- vate office and there told him my story and laid the money before him. He looked at me for a moment and exclaimed, " Well, we have to find that letter! " " Well, there ' s no use looking for it, " I said. " It ' s not in the desk. " Yet he persisted, " Maybe it ' s under the desk. " A happy thought! He un- did the fastenings and pulled out a board. There it lay. We eyed each other in silence, both of us burning with desire to know its contents. I read aloud: " My Dear Pal: I am awfully sorry that such a thing should have hap- pened; but I couldn ' t help it. I was hard pressed for time, so I had to leave without even telling you good-bye. My Dad struck it rich and as I ' m the only one left, be staked me a trip to Europe, so I suppose you won ' t bear from me THE REDWOOD 23 for a long time, but when you do, it will be a good hearty handshake and a jolly time. I am as ever, ' Shorty ' J. J. Green. P. S. By the way, did you ever see anything of my hat, or my satchel, also my overcoat? When I left the oflSce I found that I had Jenning ' s hat on. So I hurried back, but all my things were gone. Jennings ' things, however, were still there but the office door was locked and I was out three " bucks " for a new hat. J. J. G.- Fred O. HOEDT, ' l2. 24 THE REDWOOD MY FRIEND OU are my friend, you smiled on me, When all the vorld looked dark to me;- When bitter hate and black despair Rankled my soul, your smile dawned there. You are my friend, you smiled on me When loved ones had forsaken me;- When friends passed by with leering sneer, You soothed me with your kindly cheer. You are my friend, you smiled on me. When life seemed not worth while to me;- When hope, ambition, all were fled, Your light to nobler instincts led. You are my friend, you smiled on me. In times when smiles were rare to me. Though mute our lips, I caught the ray, And vowed you then my friend for aye. Laurence Ferns vorth, ' 12 THE REDWOOD 25 FvEMlNiSCENCE OF SANTA CLARA COLLEGE YE OLDEN TIME FIFTY years ago, I entered Santa Clara College hoping to complete a college course which had been interrupt ed by ill health at an eastern preparatory school. The previous year, I made the voyage around Cape Horn in a sailing vessel, witli the object of fortifying a constitution, delicate from childhood. News of the famous Jesuit college reached me while in San Francisco, and and I determined to visit it. The trip to Santa Clara, was made by coach, or by boat via Alviso. 1 distinctly recall my first impression of the place, as one afternoon, in early Summer, perched on the roof of an old-fashioned stage coach, we passed along the high adobe walls that guarded, in tho3e days, the college grounds. The quaint low buildings, the red tile roofs, the old adobe church and the great wooden cross in front, the peaceful atmosphere of the place, and its seclusion, all im- pressed me with the feeling that here was an ideal seat of learning, and a most favorable environment for student life. Here among these learned Fathers, I would resume my studies and pursue them to the end. I matriculated, but too late for most of the classes, but through the kind interest of Father Carreda, then prefect, and by extra hours and diligence, I was able to join several of them within a few months. The year 1858-9 at Santa Clara College was one of the happiest and most profitable of my life. Towards the end of the term, my health again began to fail and it was apparent that I would not be able to continue my studies. In my distress, I conferred with Father Accolti who, with great kindness and sympathy, enquired into my condition and then advised me to seek out-door life and thereby lay the foundation for vigorous health. The farewell to the Fathers to whose kindly interest I was deeply indebted, the leave taking of my friends and classmates, the lonely walkthrough the Alameda to my home in San Jose, utterly despondent that my aims in life should be thus shattered, I recall with saddest memory. The Fathers to whom I was especially attached were Father Guerriere, Pro- fessor of Greek and who assisted me privately and at odd hours much to my profit; Father Masnata, teacher of mathe- matics and Mr. Richard J. White, Professor of elocution, a person of keen wit, genial temperament and of versa- tile attainments. His conversations after class were most interesting to us, and his assignment of subjects for com- position or discussions to the various members, exhibited a subtile apprecia- tion of personal tastes and intellectual capacity. Then there was Father 26 THE REDWOOD Carreda, " The Little Corporal " as be was affectionately designated by the boys to whose keen eye, unyielding firmness, calm temperament, absolute justice, quick appreciation of character, and universal knowlege, the boys of Santa Clara College during his long incum- bency, and the men who survive him, are greatly indebted. Father Accolti, Professor of Divinity, Jurisprudence, Science, Government and Political Economy etc., was a man of surpassing interest. To know Father Accolti was to love him. He was a priest of great learning, broad sym- pathies, sincere and earnest. I often sought opportunities for conversation with this learned Father, and I derived lasting inspirations from his brilliant discourse. His erudition was vast and varied and his knowledge of history and aquaintance with its great actors was truly surprising. Father Accolti was to me, a beacon light set upon a hill. Of the men whom I knew in the early days, many have gone to their final account, a few have fallen by the way- side, while others have achieved the high destiny which character and talent merit. " The Santa Clara Cadets " , the brilliant student, master, A. Splivalo, Captain, and my friends, A. Burnett and Dr. James Whitney, ist and and Lieuls. respectively— they were a gallant lot, selected from the advanced classes. When on parade through the Alameda to San Jose, they were the ob- served of all and the envy of the young folks. They were facetiously desig- nated by some as " invincibles in peace, and the invisibles in war " , but we never doubted their prowess. In reviewing a list of the students of that early day, I find twenty or more with whom relations, more or less inti- mate, have continued through life. It is difficult, save by a freak of fancy to identify the venerable men occasionally met with, in the boyish forms and faces of fifty years ago. How many, alas, how many of those bright youths have, long ago, gone to their final resting place in the dark and narrow house! ' Tis a time For memory and for tears; within the deep vStill chambers of the heart a specter dim, Whose tones are like the wizard voice of Time, Heard from the tomb of ages, points its cold And solemn finger to the beautiful And holy visions that have passed away And left no shadow of their loveliness On the dead waste of life. Dr. Walter S. Thornk, A. M., ' oi. THE REDWOOD 27 TO MERVYN SHAFEFv, ' 09 (died SEPT. 23, 1909) ' SUFFER THE LITTLE, CHILDREN TO COME UNTO ME ' -r« OMRADE and friend-such you will always be Through all the years to me — Comrade and friend, I see your ready smile, Your cheery voice I hear And I can scarce believe you gone the w hile You seem so near! Comrade and friend — aye even as I grieve My soul w ill scarce believe. You were so young and fair — such promise shone Upon life ' s rising day That I can hardly think that you are gone So soon away! Comrade and friend — we cannot question Him Our knowledge is so dim; So good, so kind, so merciful is He Who knows and loves each one. " Suffer the little ones to come to me. " His will be done! Comrade and friend — I think I understand Your Father ' s last command. He, who must all things see and all things know, Looked in your heart and knew That it was like a little child ' s and so Has taken you! Maurice T. Dooling, Jr., ' 09 28 THE REDWOOD IN MEMORIAM RODElRICn D. CHISHOLM, S. J. THE news of the death of Mr. Roderick Chisholm S. J., a former professor at Santa Clara and one time Director of Redwood, has deeply grieved all his friends. Mr. Chisholm was esteemed and loved and his mem- ory will not soon fade from the hearts of the many whom he helped on to better things. We have clipped the following appreciation of his life from the pages of our ably edited contem- porary, The Casket of Antigonish, and we are sure it will be eagerly read by Santa Clara students of the present and the past. " Some thirteen years ago a young man of great promise graduated from St. Francis Xavier ' s, who seemed destined to repeat the successes of his brother the late Dr. Angus Chisholm. He has just died, a Jesuit scholastic, at Fern Cliff Sanatorium, Whitehaven, Pennsyl- vania, after years of struggle against consumption. In obedience to the call of God, Roderick Chisholm renounced the bright prospects that seeined to open before him on leaving college, and at still greater cost, severed the ties that bound him to his home and entered the Jesuit novitiate at Sautau-RecoUet, near Mon- treal, in September, 1896. The sacrifice he made to God in entering religion was but the first in what was to be a life of patient self-renunciation. Within a few weeks after his entrance the young novice gave unmistakable signs of weak health. Before the completion of the first of his two years of noviceship he was sent home to Glassburn on a three month ' s leave of absence. It was hoped that absolute rest, the quiet of the country and the little comforts of home would effect a complete recovery and build up what was evidently a weak constitution. The progress of the dis- ease was indeed arrested, the lesions in the lung were definitely healed, but the germs of tuberculosis were still latent in his system. Before the three months had expired Mr. Chisholm returned to Saultau- RecoUet. In his eagerness to resume tlie interrupted exercises of his novice- ship he had construed into a permission to return to the Novitiate the expression of pleasure at his progress occurring in a letter of his Novice-Master. Yet he was far from cured. Mr. Chisholm felt so himself and regretfully put aside his religious garb and ceased to be a Jesuit novice. This was his second great sac- rifice, but it was inevitable. Time alone could work a cure, and a longer leave of absence it was not in the power of Superiors to grant to a novice. By the autumn of 1898, Mr. Chisholm .seemed cured, at least to outward appearances. After a good deal of cor- respondence with the Superiors in THE REDWOOD 29 Canada and in California, Mr. Chisholm was once more accepted as a novice. This time the Jesuite novitiate at Los Gatos in California was selected as the best suited by its climate to his weak lungs. Mr. Chisholm journeyed to Cal- ifornia by easy stages, being welcomed as a guest at the Jesuit houses and colleges along his route. After three years spent at Los Gatos in the exercises of the noviceship and in reviewing the classics and English rhetoric, Mr. Chisholm — who had mean- while been transferred to the California Mission of the Society and had pro- nounced his first vows — began the study of philosophy at Spokane, Washington vState. Here the tuberculosis asserted itself again, this time the throat being the affected part. The dry air of the mountains was thought injurious and he was sent back to California to the large boarding college of Santa Clara. As a further change he was sent, a few months later, to El Paso, Texas, on the border line of New Mexico. Here he continued his studies under the direc- tion of one of the Jesuit Fathers. But the climate of the beautiful Santa Clara Valley and the varied employ- ments of a master in a large boarding school were thought better suited to building up health than the monotony of private study, and at the close of the scholastic year, Mr. Chisholm was sent back to Santa Clara. He remained at Santa Clara for five years, from 1902 till 1907. His weak throat would not allow him to teach a full class, but he made himself an exceedingly useful college man. His marked literary ability showed itself in directing the college magazine, the " Redwood, " which was entrusted to his direction for two years. In the summer of 1906 he seemed well enough to resume his studies. Tuber- culosis of the throat had finally yielded to treatment by the Finsen Rays under Dr. Black in San Francisco and the Kneipp Cure had generally built up his health. He received orders to proceed to Woodstock, Md., to resume his philo- sophical studies. On the day previous to his appointed departure, tuberculosis broke out once again and in a violent form. So instead of going to philosophy he had to submit to an operation in San Francisco. The following autumn (1907) he was able to leave for Wood- stock. However he was not many months at Woodstock before tuberculosis made its appearance for the fourth time. The kidneys were attacked. An opera- tion at Washington was followed by treatment in Philadelphia and a sojourn at Fern Cliflf Sanatorium, Whitehaven. In the autumn of last year he sought the warmer climate of South Caro- lina. However, he was steadily growing worse and in the April of this year he was brought back to Philadelphia and Whitehaven in a dying condition. Skilful care prolonged his life but the end was near and on the twenty-fourth of June he piously breathed his last. He died before receiving the priesthood, and outside of the walls of a religious house, but fortified by the last rites of Holy Church and in presence of some of his brethren in religion. 30 THE REDWOOD Health alone was lacking to fulfill to their fullest the promises of his early youth. Yet lack of health could not prevent him from realizing in himself that high ideal of Christian perfection he had set before him on his entrance upon religious life. Among his fellow novices, Roderick Chisholm was dis- tinguishable by his fervour, and from this fervour he never relaxed. Humble and unobtrusive, yet pos- sessed of tremendous energy and de- termination, absolutely reticent about himself, kindness itself to others, exact in the performance of his every duty, Mr. Chisholm was a model religious, esteemed by all with whom he came into contact, looked up to and beloved by his brethren. His was a bright and sunny disposi- tion. A quiet cheerfulnes pervaded all his actions. No one more than he loved a good story or an innocent joke, no laugh more hearty than his. Most con- spicuous among his religious virtues was his esteem and love for his vocation. When refused re-admission into the Society of Jesus on account of his weak health, he multiplied prayers and Novenas as well as letters in order to attain the object of his desires. He finally pleaded with the Jesuit Superiors in California that his health be given a trial. The physician assured him and he himself was convinced that he had health sufficient to study for the priest- hood in the Society. However, if Superiors thought differently, he asked that at least they would receive him as a Jesuit lay-brother to spend his life in manual work about the house. Superi- ors could not remain deaf to such an appeal. The desire to have a holy religious far more than the desire to have a talented subject influenced them to overlook his weak health. His talents they fully recognized and spared no effort to prolong a life that seemed destined to be so useful to others. Roderick Chisholm died after less than twelve years of religious life, but already far advanced on the path of holiness, leaving behind more than the memory of great talents or the record of great achievements, the remembrance of his many virtues. May he rest in peace. THE REDWOOD 31 IN MEMORIAM NORMAN G. BUCK, 12 ON Sunday morning Aug. 8, Norman G. Buck, a popular student of Santa Clara and the only child of the Hon. George H. Buck, .Superior Judge of .San Mateo County for the past eighteen years, was run down by a vSouthern Pacific train and so severly injured that he died ten minutes later. Many of his friends witnessed the accident, as it occured scarcely a block from the church, where after attending Mass, he had bid his mother goodby to hurry on an errand before returning home. The priest and the boy ' s father were at once sum- moned and they were with him when he died. It is doubtful if he regained consciousness, but the common opinion is that he did, for, though unable to articulate, he was seen to move his lips as the priest bent over him. Father Sullivan had ample opportunity to give him absolution and administer Extreme Unction. Peculiar sadness attends the carrying off of this young man as his death cut short a most promising career. He was just sixteen years and six months old, strong, bright and virtuous. Three years ago upon completing his course at the Redwood City Schools, he entered Santa Clara. From the very beginning he was recognized as one who poss- sessed superior talents and by his earn- est co-operation with the efforts of his professors he made rapid progress in his studies. Though he ranked well in every branch to which he applied him- self, it was in literature especially that he shone. He had been at college but a short time when the productions of his pen were considered of such excellence as to merit publication in The Rebwood. Indeed, there is hardly a number ol the last two volumes of the magaziue that does not contain something from his pen. He was equally at home when writing either prose or poetry and his compositions give proof of wonderful resources. His imagination was brilliant, his thoughts lofty, his style, elegant and facile. It was on literary composition that his heart was bent and he was never known to let slip an opportunity of perfecting himself in this line. His vacation he had spent at Pescadero, a spot dear to his heart for the poetic inspirations it gave him, and he had contemplated finishing up his vacation with a trip to Yosemite — " all, " as he said to those at home, " to store his mind with new material for the effusions of his pen. " He had finished Freshman class with the highest honors in English and with no little distinction in his other branches of study. Besides being a regular contributor to 32 THE REDWOOD The Redwood, the deceased was also associated with the Junior Dramatic Society, and gave evidence in the weekly debates of the society that he bad the makings in him not only of a writer but also of a powerful speaker. But it was not only for his brilliant intellectual parts that Norman Buck merited the praise and affection of those who knew him. He was no less virtu- ous than talented. He was an active member of our Blessed Lady ' s Sodality at the college and a frequent recipient of the Bread of Angels. Unnoticed per- haps by the majority but well known to those with whom he was most familiar, he was a boy who had ever before his mind the highest moral ideals. With his companions he was most genial; to his chums most loyal; towards all most just. But the characteristic which was the admiration of his familiars was the spirit of prayer he possessed. His life was given to the contemplation of nature and yet things created were always for him a stepping stone to the contemplation of the Creator. The hills and mountains and plants, — the ocean, - animal life, — in fact, everything, spoke to him of the beauty and power and goodness of the God who made them; and though young in years, he used to exclaim with all the earnestness of a philosopher, " Who, at the sight of all the order and beauty of nature, can deny the existence of God? " The funeral of the deceased took place from his parish church, the Church of Mount Carmel, in Redwood City on Tuesday morning. Nearly 700 people from San Mateo and the neigh- boring counties were gathered in the church, and some three hundred accom- panied the remains to the cemetery. Rev. J. J. Sullivan, the pastor, was the celebrant of the Solemn Requiem Mass; Rev. A. Raggio, S. J., of Santa Clara, deacon; Rev. C. F. Deeney, S. J., sub- deacon. In the sanctuary were a number of priests, friends of the boy and of his family and a large representation of the faculty of Santa Clara who had come to testify their love and affection for their dead pupil. After Mass Rev. Fr. Glee- son, S. J., President of the College delivered an eloquent and feeling eulogy of his young friend. He took for his text the words of St. Paul, " We have not here a lasting city but look for one that is to come, " and in part spoke as as follows: My Dear Brethren: The great Apos- tle of the Gentiles constantly reminded the early Christians that they bad not here their home. He reminded them and he reminds us that we are pilgrims and wayfarers making for our home. He would not have us attach our hearts to the things of this world, so fleeting, so empty, so deceptive. He reminds us that we come from God and return to God, — that our first and only important duty in this life is to prepare for our going forth from it, — that the one thing necessary is to save our immortal souls. The joys we must look for are in the next world and they have no end: the Home we must look for is our Father ' s, where " He Himself shall wipe away all tears from our eyes and death shall be THE REDWOOD 33 no more, nor weeping, nor sorrow. Our duty then is to hold ourselves ready for our journey Home. It matters very little whether our span of life is shorter or longer. We shall find it full of misery and sorrow and pain. The great point is to be ready for our journey when the Master calls. We are gathered this morning to do honor to the memory of the dear boy whose remains are before us. He was called Home suddenly but he had just come from prayer before the Altar of God and from the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass and the blessing of God was fresh upon bis young brow. He had time to receive the absolution of God ' s priest and to be anointed with the Holy Oils against bis last journey, and may we not hope that he received a hearty welcome at the portals of eternity from his dear L,ord and Master? The presence of the dead is no place for flattery or adulation, nor do I intend to speak the praises of the dear dead; but surely we may take comfort in recalling the beautiful life of our dear boy, his sweet, bright character, his devotion to his home, his docility, his obedience. Born in your midst and reared amongst you, I need not tell you of the dear child. May we not take comfort in the words of Holy Scripture that God who knows all things and who loves us, who in His Divine Providence " reacheth from end to end mightily, and disposeth all things sweetly, " who knows the future and how the lives of the most promising defeat our hopes, often cuts the flower in the bloom and transplants it to the garden of Heaven, lest it be corrupted by the world? May we, the Faculty of the College which he loved so dearly and which was so proud of him and held such high hopes for his future, find consolation in the memory of his pure mind and noble heart, of his remarkable ability and success joined with a charming modesty and humility, of the bright, cheerful, generous disposition which caused both fellow-students and Teachers to admire and love him! We are gathered in God ' s holy house to pray for the repose of his dear soul; " for it is a holy and wholesome thought to pray for the dead that they may be loosed from their sins. " There may have been some stains on his innocent soul and they must be removed before he can enter into the presence of the All-pure God; and Holy Church gives us the comfort of being able by our prayers and sacrifices and sufferings to hasten this hour. In a deep sorrow like this, my dear brethren, words are powerless: the most tender expressions of sympathy cannot reach the wounded heart and heal it. God alone who made the heart and soul can do this and we pray that the good Father, who smites even in love, the God of all consolation, — that he will comfort, as He only can, the dear bereaved ones. The sublimest act of worship they can now offer to God is to look up through their tears and kiss- ing the hand of their Heavenly Father to cry out from their bruised and bleed- 34 THE REDWOOD ing hearts: " Father, not my will but Thine be done. " May the good God grant rest and peace to our dear boy and may He give us grace to meet him in our one true Home. We take him reverently and lay him in God ' s-acre, which Holy Church sweetly calls " Cemetery, " a sleeping place, and we may hear the Divine Master say in a mystic sense, " he is not dead but sleepeth. " He will there await the great day of the Resur- rection when with Job he will say: " In my flesh I shall see my God. " Till the day dawns when we shall go Home to the Heaven of our Father, where we shall know and love our own, let us live as pilgrims with our eyes and our hearts, our thoughts and our affections fixed on the everlasting Mansions. Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May he rest in peace. THE REDWOOD 35 |K l e4 «sr00«L Published Monthly by the Students of the Santa Clara College The object of the Redwoodii lo record our College Doings, to give proof of College Industry ayid to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present arid of the Past. EDITORIAI STAFF Seth T. Henby, ' 1 1 College Notes Alumni Exchanges In the Library Athletics EXECUTIVE BOARD Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' it President Alexander T. Leonard, ' io associate editors M. p. Detels, ' i2 Alexander T. Leonard, ' io William C. Talbot, ' 12 Eugene F. Morris, ' io J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12 business manager Seth T. Heney, ' ii assistant business manager Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents EDITORIAL COMMENT Santa Clara has again thrown open its portals. " The Call of the College " was heard and from the wild grandeur of Yosemite, from the ° . placid coasts of the blue " Monterey, from the or- ange belts of Lower California, from the heats of Fresno, from windy, lovable San Francisco, the collegians have re- sponded to the call. Already the hand- shakings, the greetings, the anecdotes, the pleasant recollections have passed away, and in lecture room and on the campus all is interest and energy. One need not be an optimist to fore- cast a glorious future for Santa Clara during the coming semester. There is a spirit of good will and earnest study 36 THE REDWOOD manifested everywhere, in class and out of it. On the Rugby field there are brain and brawn and spirit a-plenty. The squad, even at this early stage, evinces a knowledge of the technicalities of the game surpassing anything during the past two years. Under the proficient guidance of Harry McKenzie we are sure of a winning team. It is hard for us to realize that our school fellow, Norman Buck, is no more. Up to this time death seemed to have but a vague meaning for Death g jj never before nf ' - touched us so directly. Norman Buck . reached into our very midst and taken one of us, a youth of unusual promise, — one uni- versally beloved. Our hearts go out to his dear ones. Deeply we sympathize with them in their loss. The human heart always feels a certain amount of regret for the person, no matter Vv ho he may be, that is stricken by the hand of death. How much more natural it is, therefore, that we should grieve for a school fellow who was cut off in the dawn of a promising young life and who was bound to us by the strong ties of friendship. His indeed, was a noble nature. His sterling character would not bear the thought of falsehood. It seemed repug- nant to his whole being. He was ever the unvarying champion of truth and of clean thought and clean speech. Truthfully he may be pointed out as a model of what a young man should be. His literary talents deserve no less praise. The poems of which he was the author have the true, the genuine ring. It is no wonder that we miss him, this youth that was so well beloved on account of his genial manner, his kind heart, his sweet nature, and his modest unassuming ways. What more is there left for us to say. Feeble words can do but little to express our feelings. They are but slight signs of the grief that is locked up within our hearts. Yet he has not altogether left us. He has but gone before us to that happy land where trouble and care are left behind, and where we hope that we may all meet some day in the happy future. Mervyn Shafer Scarcely had we penned the above when word was brought to us of the sad death of Mervyn Shafer. Mervyn ' s death was not altogether unexpected, for he had been hovering between life and death for the last four or five months. Yet this fact does not in the least diminish the universal sorrow of the student body, nor reconcile them to the loss of the kindhearted gritty Captain of last year ' s Champions. In his sickness Mervyn showed the same pluck and cheerfulness which characterized him while at college. His resignation, too, to the Divine Will and his readiness to die were to all a cause of great edification. May the goodness of his life that is past soon obtain for him that bliss and happiness which is undying in the life to come. We take pleasure in announcing the following appointments Announcements g. Talbot, ' i2. Exchange Editor; M. P. Detels, ' i2. Editor College Notes; Roy A. Bronson, ' i2, Ass ' t Business Manager. Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii. THE REDWOOD 37 " THE STANDARD CATHOLIC READ- ERS " BY MARY E. DOYLE This new series, cousisting of five readers, which has been prepared especially to meet the needs of the Catholic schools, is, we think, very good in method, in aim, and in scope. The lessons are arranged with a view of teaching the child to read by the easiest and quickest mt ' tliod. The words used are simple and familiar, and most of the subjects are such as natur;!- ly appeal to children and excite thtir interest, thus causing the exercise of reading to be a pleasure rather than a drudgery as it is to the average child. Strict attention has been paid to the arrangement and grading of the lesson. There is a constant and gradual exten- sion of the vocabulary employed, through the whole series. While adhering to pedagogical princi- ples it does not lose sight of the moral — character-building, and the developing of a love for what is holy and pure is always kept in view. As to the selections, tliey are not only from the representative Catholic authors but from the standard English authors — all leading the pupils to a love of good, wholesome literature, and the habit of expressing their thoughts in appropriate language. The make-up of the series is good. The illustrations are really excellent — several of the master-pieces of Catholic art, such as Raphael ' s " Sistine Madonna, " " Madonna of the Chair, " Sassoferrato ' s " The Madonna of the Rosary, " Fenuzzi ' s " Madonna and Child, " Sichel ' s " Ma- donna, " da Vinci ' s " Last Supper, " besides several miscellaneous pieces, in- cluding Rosa Bonheur ' s " The Horse Fair, " are here reproduced in color. The books bear the " Imprimatur " of Archbishop Farley. — American Book Co. 20, 30, 40, 50, 60 cents respectively. EuG. F. Morris, ' 10. 38 THE REDWOOD Once again we are back at Santa Clara, yet somehow on the gridiron and on the campus as well as in the Sanctum there seems to ' 09 , , be a change, — a some- thing missing — and as we wander through the corridors, meeting so many unfamiliar faces we cannot but repeat those ancient lines, Oh where, oh where have the Seniors gone? — Out, Out, iu the wide-wide World. And thus our minds wander to the men of ' 09, who such a short time ago were leaders of our college sports and life. Though few the months since they left our midst, great is the distance over which, we find them scattered. Manuel Ferreira is in Honolulu, Jim Daly at Seattle College, Washington and Arthur df Lorimier in Michigan, while Cyril Smith is still among us, working for an A. M. At Stanford Mich. Brown has registered for Law, while at Berkely we are represented in the law department by our jovial Jack Maltman. Andy Mullen is in business with his father at Los Angeles. Maurice Dooling, our former chief, is at his home near Hollister. Charlie Freine, the unconquerable pitcher, has signed up with Philadelphia. R. Archbold is enjoying life in the metropolis. Julius Trescony is managing his father ' s 20,000 acre ranch at San Lucas. How- ard Lyng is rusticating in Ben Lomond and last, but not least, " Coon " Peters has taken up law in Salinas. Of late death has saddened the homes of two of Santa Clara ' s sons; that of Hon. Augustus H. Splivalo A. B., ' 59, who lost a son, himself a Santa Clara student and one of San Francisco ' s most prom- ising attorney ' s and that of Palmer Seaman S. B. ' 70, whose daughter passed from this world leaving a life but scarce begun and blessed with every mark of a glorious future. In the name of the Faculty and Fathers the Staff extends to them its deepest sympathy in their bereavement. We learn that the legal services of Delphin M. Delmas A. B. ' 62, A. M. ' 63, ' 59 ' 70 THE REDWOOD 39 ' 70 Ph. D. 03, who is now iu Paris, have been en- ' aged by a ' 62 . . coterie of German capi- talists for the exploitation of the artifi- cial silk industry in the United States. An extensive plant for the manufncture of this product will shortly be erected in the States. Already a plant is in opera- tion at Altdahn, near Stettin. Rev. Fr. R. Sesnon, a Santa Clara b v of the seventies, has been commissioned by Governor Gillett a chaplain in the United States Naval Militia, with the rank of Lieutenant and attached to the cruiser Alert. We understand he is as popular with the Service as he is among the students here at Santa Clara. Friends and former pupils of Fr. J. Ricard will read tlie following letter with pleasure. ASTRONOMICAL SOCIETY OF MEXICO Dear Sir: I have the honor to an- nounce to you that the Astronomical Society of Mexico, in its meeting of Aug. 4, has elected you an honorary member. The Society hopc?s that yon will be pleased to accept this title as a token of appreciation for your labors and that you will favor its library with a copy of your productions. It will also consider it a great honor to receive your unedited memoirs for pub- lication iu its bulletin. We will also be glad to have your photograph with your signature for the album of the Society. Louis G. Leon, General Secretary. Mexico, Aug. 10, 1909. ' 03 Ou the 2oth of July our President, Father Gleesou, assisted by Fathers Cunningham, Raggio and CuUigan unit- ed in marriage Jame.s A. Bacigalupi A. B. ' 03 and Mary E. Jones, the accomplished sister of John J. Jones A. B. ' 08. The cere- mony was performed in the artistically decorated chapel of vSt. Clair ' s church after which the popular couple departed for Los Angeles, but not, however, before bidding their friends good bye, at a wedding breakfast served in the Vendome. After their honeymoon they intend to locate at San Francisco, where Mr. Bacigalupi is engaged in the practice of law. To the happy bride and lucky groom Santa Clara extends her best wishes for a prosperous and happy future. Through the courtesy of Rev. Fr. Gallagher of Seattle we have heard from Andres Bunsow who left Sanla Clara after the earthquake of 1906. He writes fnjm Germany: " How I do still remember S. C! There ' s not a day gees by with- out me thinking of the good old days I spent there. That ' s the place where I really did feel happy, the place where I received the knowledge, the foundation of my knowledge for my whole life. No matter what I may learn anywhere else, if I ever become a useful man, I shall always look back to Santa Clara as the place where the seed of all my happiness was sown. May I still be able to visit again my dear Alma Mater! " ' 06 40 THE REDWOOD ' 08 In the appointment of Harry McKen- zie A. B. ' 08 coach of this year ' s Vfirsity we can be certain of two things; a winning teanj and s . ' Con(]ly of that touch of life to the Campns that only " Harry " can ive. Among the old boys v. ho dropped in during the month fur a visit to their Alma Mater we noticed, Tom Kelley, Recent Visitors the Coach of last year ' s Champions, Joseph Brown A. B. ' 07., James L. Atteridge A. B. ' 06 Anthony B. Diepenbrock and Francis M. Heffernan both A. B. ' 08, and both former members of our Executive Board, August Aguirre A. B. ' 07 and J. D. Peters A. B. ' 08, A. M. ' 09 also former members of our staff, L. Pierce A. B. ' 08 and Reginald Arch- bold and Howard Lyng ' 09. Alexander T. Leonard, ' 10. THE REDWOOD 41 We ' re here because we ' re here. Af- fairs have started with a rush that augurs well for a successful and busy year in all branches ot college life. The Senate, the House and the Junior Dramatic Society have already held lively meet- ings. A big squad is out for foot ball and the spirit shown at the recent rally should back up a winning team. The rally was held on the evening of Wednesday, Sept. 8, and commenced with a big bonfire. Vice President of the Student Body P. A. McHenry, President Fr. Glee.son, Chaplain Fr. Allen, Directorof Athletics Mr. C. Budde S. J., Coach Harry McKenzie, Captain Jarret and Manager Boles all made suit- able speeches. The consensus of opin- ion seemed to be that our football team would eat up all opponents after taking in the University of the Pacific as an appetizer. The college quintet then breathed several plaintive ballads. Solos on the piano and cornet, followed by a vocal selection of merit by H. Howard, put a fitting conclusion to the evening ' s enthusiasm. The Rally There have been more than the usual number of changes in the College Fac ulty this year. Fr. Culligan has gone „ , to San Jose; Mr. Savage Faculty , n on ■ toGonzaga College, Changes , , .5 _ Spokane; Mr. Spacek to Seattle College, Seattle; Messrs. H. P. Degnan and P. Galtes to St. Louis Uni- versity, St. Louis, Mr. J. R. Stack to Gon- zaga College, Spokane, and Bro.Markham to Rosebud Agency, South Dakota. Need- less to say we miss them all. The Red- wood, voicing the sentiments of the camp- us, sends to them all its best wishes and re- minds them that Santa Clara will always keep a warm spot in its heart for them. The older students will rememberFathers Boesch and Wall and Mr. Gearon — all of whom have returned after a short absence. Other additions to the Faculty are Fr. Allen of St. Ignatius, San Francisco, Fr. Rosetti of St. Louis Uni- versity, Mr. McAstocker of Gonzaga College, Fr J. P. Morrisey, our Vice President of a fi-w years ago, who has just returned after a sojourn of five years in iiurope, Mr. Laherty of Mont- real nnd Mr. Kast of Seattle. 42 THE REDWOOD The Pbilaletbic senate convened for the session of 1909-1910 on the evening of Friday, Sept. 17th. The chief busi- ness of the meeting was the election of officers Senate r i • j for the ensuing year and in each case the official positions were filled by unanimous vote. Following are the officers: Recording Secretary, Edmund S. Lowe of San Francisco; Corresponding Secretary, P. Arthur McHeury of San Luis Obispo; Treasurer Charles W. Dooling of Hollister; Libra- rian, William B. Hirst, of San Mateo; Sergeant-at-Arms, Robert E. McCabe of San Jose. Following the election of officers the Senators proceeded to re-enforce their shattered forces by electing several Rep- resentatives from the House of Philhis- torians into their midst. Those who were thus honored and raised to the dignity of the Senatorial toga were Representatives Byington L. Ford, Seth T. Heney, William L Barry, John P. Degnau and Hardin N. Barry. The Senate is once more under the masterful leadershipof Rev. Jos. P. Lydon, S . J., through whose efforts and with whose help the Senate passed through such a successful session last year. St. John Berchman ' s Sanctuary Socie- ty held its first meeting this semester on Monday, Sept. 20. The chief business was the election of offi- cers for the coming year. Sanctuary a -r t 1 ■ ' A. r. Leonard, a promi- • nent student from Fair Oaks, was made President by acclama- tion. This ofl ce is one of the highest honors which can be bestowed on a student, as the Sanctuary Society is the oldest organization in the college. The other officers are as follows: W. I. O ' Sliaughnessy, ' i i, Secretary; W. Bar- ry, ' 10, Treasurer; R. Browne Cama- rillo, ' 11, First Division Censor; C. Ken- nedy, Second Division Censor; A. New- lin, ' 11, Vestry Prefect; W. Talbot, ' 12 and T. Bnlaiid, ' 13, Sacristans. After the meeting the members were t reated to a feast by Mr. W. I. Lonergau, S. J. With Mr. Lonergan as Director, we feel sure that the SancUiry vSocicty will enjoy a most successful year. In the death of Mervyu S. Shafer this Society sustains a heavy loss. During all his time at Santa Clara, he constant- ly and faithfully served at the altar and for the past four years continuously held posts of honor in the Society, hav- ing been at various times its Treasurer, Censor and Secretary. In token of their esteem of him the members of the Socie- ty on the morning following his death, had a Requiem Mass celebrated in the Chapel for the repose of his soul and received Holy Communion in a body. Moreover the following resolutions were adopted and sent to his parents. Whereas it has pleased our Heaven- ly Father to call to his eternal reward our beloved companion Mervyu S. Shafer; and. Whereas the deceased for many years past has been a most faithful member and officer of the Saint John Berchman ' s Sanctuary Society of Santa Clara College; and. Whereas the parents and family of THE REDWOOD 43 the deceased suffer in bis death an irreparable loss; Be It Resolved tliat we, the mem- bers of the same Saint John Berchnian ' s Sanctuary Society, desirous of comfort- ing and consoling bis stricken family in their deep affliction, extend to them our heartfelt sympathy and testify our sin- cere appreciation of his merit; Be It Further Resolved that in token of our tender affection for him we will offer for tlie repose of his soul our prayers and Holy Communions in accordance with the Constitution of our Society; and, Be It Further Resolved that these Resolutions be spread on the minutes of our Society and that they be published in The Redwood and that a copy of them be forwarded to his bereaved family. R. B. Camarillo William C. Talbot Alex. T. Leonard, Jr. Committee on Resolutions. Santa Clara College, Sept. 23, 1909, Rev. Hermann J. GoUer, the recently appointed Provincial of the Province of California, was tendered a reception in the Hall on the evening of Wednesday, Sept. 22. P. A. McHenry, Presi- dent of the Student Body, made an eloquent speech of wel- come, after which the following pro- gram was presented: Vocal solo - - - 15. Askam Piano solo - - - F. Hoedt Mandolin solo - - Bert Hardie Monologue and song, Harry McKenzie accompanied F. A. Walterstein Reception to Very Rev. Fr. GoUer Violin Solo - - - R. Swall Walterstein and his Rugby Four, Posy, Gallagher, McKenzie and Lowe in a Medley of popular airs. Poem by Chas. D. South, written espe- cially for the occasion and read by E. S. Lowe. The program, thou h extemporaneous, was, for that very reason, all the more creditable. Every number was warmly encored, Mr. South ' s poem and Harry McKenzie ' s monologue being especially applauded. Father Gleeson then introduced Father Goller, who at once gained our sympa- thies by some choice bits of humor. He outlined his policy in a brief talk, and finally won all hearts by proclaiming a holiday. Father GoUer ' s stay with us was all too brief and the students join with the Faculty in a heartfelt wish that his onerous duties may in the near future allow him to pay us a more extended visit. The following newly elected officers of the Sodality of the Blessed Virgin Mary under the invocation of the Holy Angels have been in- X he stalled: Prefect, Edward McDonnell; First Assist- ant Prelect, William Talbot; Second Assistant Prefect, Ed- ward Whelan; Secretary, Joseph De Martini; Censor, Charles Kennedy; Vestry Prefects, Henry J. Cleghorn, Leo Trigg; Consultors, John Cosgrave, Harry Whelan, L- J- Cholvin, Francis Sick, Clair Nolan. M. P. Detels, ' 12. 44 THE REDWOOD Rugby " The season of all seasons is at hand once again. ' ' Such Is one of the many voiced encomiums that are being daily wafted unto the king of Santa Clara ' s primary fall sport, Rugby. The followers of basketbrdl are patiently awaiting the not so distant shrill of the referee ' s whistle, the exponents of the great na- tional pastime, baseball, are partaking of their triumphs; the disciples of Mer- cury, the fleet of foot, and of Hercules the strong, are resting until duty beckons them onto the track and field, whilst the men of the padded sweaters and cleated shoes are now the cynosures of all eyes. Brainy, speedy, and possessing a determination to overcome all obstacles, it is plainly perceptible to the critical observer that Santa Clara ' s fifteen of ninteen nine will be a success in every gridiron encounter. In the hands of lour rests the destiny of this year ' s team. By far the most important of these and the one on whose shoulders is placed the heavy burden of moulding a winner from an eager squad of j oung hopefuls is the coach, Harry J. McKenzie, a graduate of Santa Clara and a Rugby crack in club circles. He is a tutor, earnest and fearless and a devout practiser of anti- favoritism. Under McKenzie ' s sway, the Santa Clara team will be composed of fifteen worthy defenders of the crimson and white. Captained by James J. Jarrett, ' lo of Honolulu, one of the crack forwards of the ninteen eight varsity, the Ragbyites of ninteen nine will have a leader well capable of upholding the office with which they have entrusted him. Mr. Budde S. J. Moderator of Athletics has evinced more than com- mon interest in the welfare of the team. Football paraphernalia was procured for the large turn-out of candidates and Sodality Field has been put in good shape. Manager Boles, ' 12, has labored in- THE REDWOOD 45 dustriously on his schedule of games and deserves great praise for the splendid talent that he has secured to oppose the Rugby men of Santa Clara. To Coach Mc Kenzie, Captain Jarrett, and the Rugby team of ninteen nine, The Redwood extends its sincerest wishes for a season of triumph. i ' hls year ' s football squad was com- posed of the following: ' lo Capt. Jarrett W. Barry Dooling Morgan Kearney McHenry l owe Goetter Ford Hirst J. Degnan ' II Smith McCabe Gallagher Tadish H.Barry O ' Shaughnessy Posey Newlin ' 12 Hogan J.Barnard Detels Murphy Bennet C. Skews Forsythe Sutro Di Fiore B. Hartman J. Hartman Tramotolo Askam Hoedt McDonnel ' 13 Scherzer Griffin Dwyer Britland Hall Fowler Reams Roberts Raborg Wallace Barbour Castruccio Warren Kelly Harkins Hardy Vaughn O ' Connor DiFiore Thomas FOOTBALL SCHEDULE — 1909 California Freshmen, Sept. 29 at Berkeley. Stanford Freshmen, Oct. 2 at Palo Alto. California Freshmen, Oct. 9 at Berkeley. Reliance Club, Oct. 16 at Santa Clara. University of Pacific, Oct. 30 at San Jose. Barbarians, Nov. 6 at Santa Clara. St. Mar3 ' ' s College, Nov. 25 at San Francisco A number of other eni agenients have been scheduled but the dati-s of these encounters have not as yet been agreed upon. The more important ot these games are: two with St. Ignatius College; one each with Stanford Second Varsity, Reliance Club, and Olympic Club Second Team. Stanford " FresKies " 3 Santa Clara O Battling with a spirit characteristic ofMcKenzie ' s college days of Rugby, Santa Clara ' s light and youthful fifteen in their first mix up of the present football season were defeated by the Stanford Freshmen. The nearness of the score, three to nothing, is ample evidence of the fierceness of the en- counter. Of the twenty-three players Coach McKenzie of Santa Clara worked, the do-or-die spirit prevailed in all. Particularly nifty work was contributed by Forwards Hogan, Tadich. and Cap- tain Jarrett; and by Backs Morgan and Dooling. Of the Fresbies, the playing of Arral, Worswick, Kern, and Mitchel stood out prominent. Now to the clash. Shortly after the boom of the cannon announcing play 46 THE REDWOOD a cardinal foot lifted the leathern spheroid into Santa Clara territor} Up and down the green the pigskin surged now in Santa Clara territory and now in Stanford ' s. During the greater part of the half the oval was in Stanford ground, Santa Clara being unable to score owing to the " Babes " strong de- fense. When time was called at the end of the first period of the contest neither team bad annexed a point. Santa Clara opened the second half by booting to the Freshmen. This half, like its predecessor, was popping with ginger. Receiving the ball near the crimson and white goal, Arrell of Stan- ford carried it along the touch line for the only try of the game. The attempt at conversion was unsuccessful. In the few minutes of play that yet re- mained Captain Jarrett ' s men had the spheroid hovering about their rivals ' goal posts. Santa Clara ' s line up was, Forwards; Hogan, Degnan, H. Barry, Captain Jarrett, Skews, Roberts, Hirst, Ford, Fowler, Tadich, Tramutolo, and DiFiore. Backs; McHenry, Smith, Scherzer, Gallagher, Castruccio, Morgan, Barbour, Dooling, McCabe, Detels, and O ' Connor. J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 45 SWEATER COATS BATMIMG SUITS ATMLETIC 00035 Underwear FOR AXil, OCCASIONS Hosiery Corner Post aad Grant Avenue , San Frai?cisco »■»»-»-♦• »»-» -»-»» " »-»-« -»-»-»-9-»--» " »--» ♦ ♦ ♦ ■♦ ♦-o-»-»-»-»-»-»-»- Jl Large Jlssortment at J eas9nab!e Pylces any Cor. Santa Oar a, 50. Second Sts. 5.777 3ose, Cal. l Estate aM Itisurasice Call and see us if you want any thing in our line Franklin Street, next to Bank Santa Clara, Cal. Hirsh Wickwire Clothes for the Well Dressed Student We invite you today or any day to visit our Men ' s Clothing Department and see how we sell Clothes and especially the Kind of Clothes we sell for young men who demand the best in style, fit and workmanship in Clothes they wear. No one is more critical of the Clothes we sell than we are, and we are particularly careful that our customer does himself justice when he buys a suit — no matter what kind and no matter what price — we have established our Clothing Trade on absolute satisfaction. We carry only the leading lines in ready-to-wear Clothes and we feature especially Hirsh Wickwire Fashionable Clothes for Youn y Men Suits from Sl5 to p 49-51 S. First St. Jw San Jose, Cal. HATS TRUNKS FURNISHING GOODS THE REDWOOD When in San Jose Visit Restaurant, rill and ©yster ei se a8-30 Fountain Street, Bet. First and Second San Jose, Cat 4- t V POPE TALBOT | •J- Manufacturers, Exporters and Dealers in i Ltiiiiber, Timber, Piles, Spars, Etc. I Office, Yards ancJ ?lmm MBs o p, • pi Foot of Third Street rrauClSCO, Lai Wtieii yoii want the M. in GttSCERIBS for least money, try lis We simply make an effort to please customers that other stores think is no use, but we ' ve got the business anyway. SANTA CI ARA NEW MERIDIAN SAI.I.OWS RHODES f Trade with Us for.... I I Good Service and Good Prices I £ ■ ______ _ I Is Special Prices given in Quantity Purchases. Try us and be £ ■4 convinced. I VAM«iAS BROS. | J; Plione Clay less Santa. Clara 4- ■« oil Emmet McQuold Frank Jenkins J Fsa. - " of Santa Clara J, in,© 1. oil Under Widney Hall piTce trBuJ ... Floiirj Feed, Groceries an Phone Grant 581 Orders taken at residence and goods delivered to all parts of town RAVENNA PASTE CO. Manufacturers of all kinds of Italian and French Paste 127-131 North Market Street Phone Brown 241 San JoSB, Cai,. THE REDWOOD O © O O 0-0-0-0--0-0-0 O 0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0-00 -0-0 o o-o o-o -o-o o-o- o-o o- 6 6 INCORPORATED O o 53 West Santa Clara Street i Q Telephone Brown 161 1 , THE STORE THAT SAVES YOU MONEY o 6 o 6 6 Karuefs, l raperHs, FuraUm ' EltioHumB and Wmdovj SS adcs Carpets Cleaned and Relaid O I o upholstering q 0-0-Q--0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-00-0 ' 0--0-0-0-0-Q-Q-0-Q-0-0--0-Q-0-Q-0-0-0-6 I I,. F. SWIFT, Pres. l,EROY HOUGH, Vice-Pres, E. B. SHUGERT, Treas. ! Directors— t,. F. Swift, Leroy Hough, Henry J. Crocker, W. D. Dennett and Jesse W. Lilienthal. CAPITAI, PAID IN $1,000,000.00 WESTERN MEAT COMPANY PORK PACKERS AND SHIPPERS OF ' BRKSSED BKEF, MUTTON AND PORK Hides, Pelts, Tallow, Fertilizer, Bones Hoofs, Horns, tc. UONARCH AND GOI DEN GATE BRANDS CANNED MEATS, BACON, HAMS AND LARD GUNlERAIy OFFICE: Sixth and Townsend Streets, San Francisco, Cal. Cable Address STEDFAST, San Francisco. Codes Ai. 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JOSEPH ' S BRAND OF CHURCH CANDLES Xhe City Store l GENERAL MERCHANDISE | 56 to 64 South Market Street San Jose, CaL t - 7 r= 3r=:Jr= ,=Jrz= r= r= r =iJr= nz:zj7 Dr zJri=Jr==Jr= 7 E I Cunningham, Curtiss WM STATIONERS ]| Printers, Booksellers and j] 1} Blank Book Manufacturers I i |1 661-571 MARKET STREET. Ij SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. J THE REDWOOD THE REDWOOD Santa Clara Men Come to the shop of Bohemia, The shop of the shave and the shine; Your mugs are scraped in a jiffy. And your hair isn ' t cut into twine. In chair number One is found BiLLY, In two is face doctor BROWN; Three and four are both nifty barbers, Making Brabetez ' s the very best shop in town. 1 This is where the hundred or more Pennants swing in the eentle breeze of the ? The Bohemian I Le.sf We. Fot- eh I 36 Fountain Street .-, I I AUGUST RUBIN ♦; FRED J. BAGGOT THE SUPERIOR Restaurant and Lunch Room Opposite. Victory Theiiter Open Day and Night 60 North First Stnu t Phone Black 3861 ) » i . 4- ' ' ' 4. ' i 4 t ' i ' 4 ' ' 9 i DR. T. E. GALLUP DENTIST North Main Street, One Block from Car I ine Phone Clay, 68i Santa Clara, Cal. THE REDWOOD New Line of ClotKin especially adapted for High School Bo3 ' S College Cliapj Sr, College Claapj J " r, f 78 South First St. San Jose, Cal. Students; Please notice that we have the best l.OO Foun- tain Pens on the Market. MAYNARB ' S Books, Stationery, Blaga ines 114 South First Street And the New Fall and Winter styles in Neckweaf, Hosiery and GloVeS O ' BRIEN ' S Santa Clara Cal. A. G. CO L CO. WHOLESALE Commission Merchants TELEPHONE MAIN 309 84 to 90 North Market St., San Jose, Cal. OBERDEENER ' S PHARMACY For Drugs and Sundries Kodaks and Kodak Sup;;lies Franklin Street, Santa Clara, CaL tlHUm£omn Billiard and Jltt Hooms 53 n. Tirst Street (next to Victcry theatre) San Jose neu ' BilSiard Cables new management Reduced Prices THE REDWOOD $3.50 $4.00 $5.00 Every Pair Made to Wear : STORE 73 North First St. I And still we have Something New | I Hromada ' s Daintv Sticks | I 3 Stickis for lOc | t Tor Safe at Brother Kennedy ' s Store SANTA CLARA COLLEGE I 24:2e Fountain Alley Full line Gents ' Furnishings and Slioes. Agency of Royal Tailor-M ade Clothing JILM. » Suts;cessoir to 1,. ' W. Starr Phone Clay 363 Santa Clara, Cal. 1054 iManklin Street 6 PER CENT. INTEREST Paid on Term Deposits Continental Building and Loan Association Apply to ROBERT A. FAT O Paeijne MaTiaJaetaring Go. DEAI.ERS IN f GEf ERAL f lLLWORK IVJOULDINGS f I $ Telephone North 401 SANTA CEARA, CAE. | THE REDWOOD X And we always hand out the Gnest Candies, Fancy Drinks and Ices. Headquarters for College Boys vaIio know what ' s Good: g SA K JOSK . . 4■■;..;-.; .; P " » •H 4- " • ' • ' ! • • • • • • • •H ' !• • •H• I • • I ' ' •H u TS ' ur or est I I Imperial Dyeing and Cleaning House | Suits Clea ned a n d Pressed Our Chemical Cleaning is the latest French Process I02I Fraafiltlin Street Phone Grant 131 I contract System $1.50 a Month Santa Clara, Cal. ' »s■-5i ••fe ' feP ■• -»i■•5Nr» •«i-» ■-i P)■•y.■« ' ■;-r»s■iii? ■■fe F. A. ALDERMAN STATIONERY, BI ANK BOOKS, ETC, CIGARS AND TOBACCO All Kinds of Foutitaiu Pens Baseball and Sporting Goods Next to Postoffice Santa Clara T. MUSGRAVE P. GFELL T. MUSGRAVE CO. W UhtnaUtvs, Goldsmiths an i Siivcrsmitbs 3373 Twenty -First Street San Francisco SANTA CLARA RESTAURANT AND OYSTER HOUSE Fr$sh C yskrs, C rabs and $brini(»s Every Day. meals at Jill iiours. Oyster Loaves a Specialty. Oyster Cocktails lo and 15 cts. Oysters to take home: Eastern 30c per dozen; California 50c per hundred Private Rooms for Families a». COSXEI-, Open Day and Night. The Douglas Billiard Parlors Headquarters for Base Ball News AX X SPORTS AND ATHLETIC INFORMATION 27 South Second Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD E. Importer and Manufacturer of , Men ' s Fine Furnishing Goods Underwear, Neckwear, Driving Gloves, Etc. SHIRTS MADE TO ORDER o i i- A SPECIALTY 10 South First Street SFAMKS ama: Feed and Fuel. I ath, I ime and Cement Residence Plioue, Clay 463 Office Phone Clay 706 Sauta Clara Cal. Dealer in BOOTS Anm SHOES Agent for Thompson Bros. Fine Shoes for Men .... Santa Clara CaSiforuia Visit tis in our New Home. Nace Printing Company The Printers that made All Others Jealous 955-961 Washington Street Santa Clara, Cal. A- A.. .. A.-. .A-A.--.; THE REDWOOD TEETlT HAT ACHE We carefully treat and fill them without pain Charges R.easonable Dr. D. H. Ross DENTIST 38 SO. FIRST STREET SAN JOSE, CAL. : ' •- Qiar E i vaKV ' -jTW O-C 0--0-0-0-0-0--Q-0-0-G--0-0-C-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--C-0-0-0--C-0-0-0-0--0-0-0 o To (Set a Good Pen liqifQ ? T GET A KRTJSIUS. Guaranteed to he as it ought to be. It it should not prove to be that we will [ Q be glad to eschanse with you until you have cue that is 5 9 MANICURE TOOLS, RAZORS 2 p. Guaranteed the same way. If you wish to shave easily, and in a hurry, get a Gillette Safety Kazor. A »» The greatest convenieuce for the man who shaves himself. Y o o 6 THE JOHN STOCK SONS 6 9 Cinners, Roofers and Plumbers 9 Y Phone Main 76 71-77 South First Street, San Jose, Cal. »? o-o-o-o-e 00-0-0-0-0-0 0-0-0-0 oo-e-o-o-o-o-o- 00-0-0-0-0 0-0-0 00 o As an Office Man or Mercliasit I ,j. Are you interested in the quality, cost and character of ] ♦ the paper used in your clerical department? Of course ♦♦♦ you are. Then why not buy that line of stationery that t combines Utility, Scfvicc and Appearance and at the same f time costs less than any similar lines now on the market. I TUB MKGAI. TYPEl RIXER PAPERS «2» Today Represemt the Most Comprelieii.sive L,iiie Sold A, EVEK.Y -WAI X CXTS BE SI ' Pa ' lT.EEJJ EATON CO. PRINTERS LINOTYPERS, ENGRAVERS, BOOKBINDERS Phone Black 1601 173 W. Santa Clara Street Bosehken Hardi are Co Ender ' s Dollar vSafety Razor Gillett ' s Safety Razors Spalding ' s Sporting Goods Henckel ' s Pocket Knives 138 South First Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD l«iAt « t!o Ei |tt 9r US® @;ami;l 2 ' Cents per Cue 78 N. FJRST STREET, SAN JOSE -f Phone Temporary 140 I A. A J I JILJU 1 i i; Wholesale and Retail I FISH IIEAI.ER t i — _ ..:.==.___..= t FRE;SH, SAI,T, SM0K:ED, PICKI ISD and DRIED FISH t 4- 4- - - - -f 520 Merchant Street San Francisco 4- The Brunswick-Balke-Collender Co. liard and Pool Tables Bo-wling Alleys 17-27 Frankliu Street, Near Market St. SAN FRANCISCO 176-182 South First Street, San Jose Branch at Clark ' s Order your pastry in advance Picnic Lunches i : R. E. MARSH Dealer in furniture, Carpets, LinoSeums, Mlatting, Window Shades, Etc. upholstering and Carpet Work A Specialty Phone Clay 576 I. O. O. F. Building, Santa Clara, Cal. THE REDWOOD (6 VJ 1 11 ? re afe utiles Second and Santa Clara i®®s«s S« Sxg®S«»®®® S®® «Ki sl€»4«5KS sxg€««XS®S THE REDWOOD % HO You can find the Place by the Sign which Says: The Cutter that makes A FIT A HIT 67=69 S. Second Street San jose THE REDWOOD Phone Main 190 Agents S. F. Daily Papers DUFF DOYLE, Inc., General Merchandise Menlo Park California lEL iPEHmL Telephones and Not and Co8d Water in all Hoosus Private Baths. Elevator The Only First-Class European Hotel in San Jose Phone Main 331 173 South First Street, San Jose, Cal. Telephone North 1261 Perfect Satisfaction Guaranteed Enterprise Laundry Company 867 SHERMAN STREET I. RUTH, Agent - - - 1037 Franklin Street George ' s Barber Shop CLEAN SHAVE GOOD HAIRCUTTING Agency Temple Laundry Santa Clara, Cal. The Santa Clara Coffee Clut Invites you to it ' s rooms to read, rest and enjoy a cup of cofifee open from 6 a. m. to 10:30 p. m. UNIVERSAL BAKERY HENRY VOI TMER, Proprietor ri5i Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. 0-0-0- 0-0-0-0 0-0 00 0-0 00 00-0 0-0-00-0 0-0 00 00-0 0-0-0- 0-0-0- w 6 6 t M. LENZtN SON CO. | Paints, Wall Paper, Window Shades, Picture Frames, Etc. 6 9 6 o ® b o 56 and 58 West San rcrnando Street, San Jose, Cal. i 6 9 I Papering, Painting and Decorating our Specialty 9 0-0 00-0 00-0-0-0 00 00-0-0-0-0-0-0 0-0-0 00-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0- 6 THE REDWOOD Clever ClotKes 1 he Smart new togs for young fellows who demand something right up to the minute in " Looks " and " Feel " and " Wear. " We ' ve got what you want, boys, at the price j ou want to pay First at San Fernando San Jose Here Since ' 53 l Phone John 3571 I The Dougherty Grocery Co. I Conducted by D. J. Dougherty and J. W. X ■f Cunninghaim, ably assisted by Oliver f T Deaudleau who is constantly on hand. j. 1 We carry a full line of Choice Family t- X Groceries, also Vegetables and Fruit of f T all kinds known in the market i Ooods Promptly Uelilered at tlic X t Dougherty Grocery Company I Our Copper Plate Engraver is always ready to submit designs for ENGRAVED CARDS OR MONOGRAMS Orders Filled in 2 to 3 Days Lowest Prices 9 PRINTERS, STATIONERS AND ENGRAVERS Phone Main 604 80-82-84 E. San Fernando Street, San Jose THE REDWOOD i t ILLY HOB SAYS: If you want to dress right be ± sure and look his Fall Stock of College Cut Clothing and Overcoats over before you buy. Drop in and get posted Billy Hobson 24 South First Street San Jose, Cal. GOLDSTEIN GO. INCORPORATED Costumiers th atrkaJ Supplies The Larg est and IVlost Complete Costume House on the Coast Official Costumers for all Theaters in San Francisco, Los Ansjeles, Seattle and Portland, also Furnishers for Santa Clara Passion Play, Bohemian Clnb Open Air Festivals and Floral Carnivals on the Pacific Coast, 819-21 Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco ■♦-♦-♦•♦-♦- -♦-»- ♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-♦-•-♦-•-♦-♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ■ - - - - - -■ ■ ' - -- -i THE REDWOOD 4 I- Crescent Laundry Agency- Bank Block jMain Street I t I I Santa Clara, - Calif, -t viriR Farlors ? .-{-}„j.4„i„j..j. j.4. .4..j..H.4_f.4. ..t„t„i, 4., .i,. ' , j ,.j.,4,4 .{ j_j .|«j, 2 i. ,. j„j.4..j..i..j .j.4.4..j;„j _- . . imiiii ' hftay ' . H ' ' ' ' - -- " - " ' - ' - ' - ' ' »« -» - " ' ' p™» " " AH Our Suits and Overcoats " ' ™ ' " " ' - ' ' ™ " ' ™ ' " — H. E. WILCOX D. M. BURNETT ATTORNE YS AT I,AW Rooms 19 and 20, Safe Deposit Building San Jose, Cal. .THE FAN CAFE BASB BAI I. Hg;ADQUART: RS Now on First Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD Phone Black 5401 Established 1875 Geo. W. Ryder ® Son JEWELERS and SILVERSMITHS Our new Fall Stock of Fine Gold Jewelry — American Watches, Diamonds and Precious Stones, and in Sterling Silver Goods is large and complete, in new and Artistic Novelties, for presents. We cordially invite your inspection of our FINE STOCH Safe Deposit Bank Building San Jose, Cal, Patronize the. OAK BARBER SHOP 1135 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. WE STRIVE TO PLEASE Meet Me at THE IDEAL POOL PARLORS 2 I-2C per Cue 81 South Second Street San Jose, Cal. A. G. SPALDING BROS. THE pal ding Trade-Mark are tf e Largest Manufacturers in the WorkI of Official Equipment FOR ALL ATHLETIC SPORTS AND PASTIMES Is known throughout the world as a Guarantee of Quality If You arc interested in Athletic Sports you should have a copy of tlie Spalding Catalogue. It ' s a complete en- cyclopedia of Wtiat ' s New in Sport, and is sent free on request A. G. Spalding Bros. 156 Geary Street San Francisco, Cal. THE REDWOOD " Say Feilow s 1 ! We ' re here because we ' re there with Ice Cream and Soda. Our Candies are unexcelled for purity and richness. Try us and be convinced for all time The Landon Candy Store Next to O ' Brien ' s, Santa Clara en ' s Clothes Shop Suits Trunks Bags And 69 W. Santa Clara St. gs Phone Black 5746 L I eHcacie® and CwCMerstl Caterer Punch Bowls, Candlelabras, Dishes, Glass and Silverware loaned for all occasions 7 asita Clara Street San Jo®e ' CONNOR SANITARIUM Conducted by Sisters of Charity Training Scliool for Nurses in Connection Race and San Carlos Street, San Jose, Cal. Our Fall goods are ready, and the best we have ever seen. We will continue to Put up the Best for the Money Nos. 28 and 29 Safe Deposit Building First and Santa Clara Streets THE REDWOOD OUR ss Frices Are the Rage of the Town Just arrived a Complete Line of Fall and Winter Goods Suits with Satisfaction $25 and up UIIvTY Thie Prince of Tailors — AND THE — College Nlan ' s Kavorite Established Since 1871 24 So. rirst Street THP RCDWOOD HANRSGIVING THK REDWOOD .- i ' ■ WmM ' ••ly ' i ' ' ::- ' .4m s, - Have Yoii Ever Worn Juvenile Clothes? These are good to look at but better to wear. These coUegry clothes are not freakish just plain young fellows ' clothes. Many colors and styles to select from. Come see prices. TEN to THIRTY-FIVE. Suits and Overcoats. THE JUVENILE Style Orig ' inators to College Fello-ws 130 Grant Cor. Union Square Ave. San Francisco THE REDWOOD SXK{8;«S5 S5S!;SSKCK;S; ' ' A ' , NV, " , V, . ' , V, V. N " , " , NV, NV, SV, ' • ' , ■ ' , V, NV, NV, ■ " , V, " , V, SV, NV, SV. N . SV, SV, ' , - , V, V, V, NV, V, . " , NV S . V, SV, NV, • , NV. VV, NV, ' . - 1 - A t ' lS W - 1 » |V t A i r iS i ' A !r ' i Vi C i S A ?A - a a S i 5 ' A -a sV " . ? i i ' A -A W - a Va A i ' A 5 ' i ' v i ' A t ' A S ' lV i ' A i ! -A i ' A If A W -A Va -A A JS t ' A ' No. 35 West Santa Clara Street SAN JOSE select and up-to-date list of just such properties as the Home-Seeker and Investor Wants INSURANCE and Accident in tlie best Companies KS ' IS ' )! ' ' ; ' - w ' ' ' - ' ■s ' ■s ' ' « ' ' ' • ' •5 ' ■5 ' i ' -5MW ' 5 ' w ' ■5M ' 5 ■ ' Ir ' . ' y. ' i ' ' v y. ' f ' . ' 5 ' v v ' ' :Sy. ' 5v ' ' y ' . ' X 5 For Business or Sport fflRSlI WICKWIRE HAND Your appearance will be a credit to you under all circumstances, among any bunch of fellows, if we can get you into Hirsh Wick- wire Hand Tailored Clothes. The fabrics are in themselves an indication of your quality, as well as ours; you want that sort of mark. Prices $15 to $40 omeroy Bros., 49-51 S. First St. San Jose, Cal. T THE REDWOOD t ♦:• I Cottage System | A private Sanatorium for the care and training ,i, of children suffering from Nervous Disorder or ,♦, Arrested Mental Development. ,j, rftJf - Under the personal management of Antrim Bdgar Osborne M, D., Ph. D. Formerly and for fifteen years Superintendent of the California State Institution for the Feeble Minded, etc. Accomodations in separate cottages for a few adult cases seeking the Rest Cure and treatment for drug addictions. Rates and particulars on application. PAINI,ESS EXTRACTION CHARGES REASONABLE DR. H. O. F. MENTON Res. Phone Clay 13 Office Phone Grant 373 Office Hours— 9 a. in. to 5 p.m Most Modern Apphances DENTIST Rooms 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Bank Building, over Postoffice Sauta Clara, Cal. P. Montmayeur E. Lamolle J. Origlia ]?mOLLE g ILL 36 38 n. rirst St. San Jose, Cal. Phone Main 403 Meals at all hours -M-M-f4-M-f44 -f4-M 4-M " M-f ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ »44 -M- -f-H " f4 I Victor and Edison Talking Machines and Records C. S. ENGLE Music and Piano House 60 South Second Street Latest Sheet Music San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD A RECORD LIKE THIS ? San Francisco, Cal., June 20, 1909. It gives me much pleasure to recommend to the public Mr. George Mayerle, the German Optical Expert of 960 Market St. , San Francisco, strictly as a skilful and reliable expert optician. I have consulted several opticians in the last twelve years, but not until I had Mr. Mayerle examine my eyes and prescribe for me did I get entire satisfaction. Mayerle ' s Ger- man Eyewater has also done my eyes wonderful good. (Signed) J. H. ANDERSON, Sergeant of Police. Graduate German Expert Optician. Charter Member American Assoc- iation of Opticians and Vice-President Optical Specialist Association of America. o Market Street, San Francisco. MAYERI E ' S GERMAN EYE WATER, BY MAII , 65c. . ELLIOTT . S Telephone Grant 153 tang Oun and Locki uiitliiug 902=910 lHam Street, Sasita £;!ara, al. Ring up Clay 583 and tell A. I.. SMA ' W To bring you some Hay, Wood, Coal, I ime or Cement Phone. White 676 MOTLEY YARD PACIFIC SH I NGLE AND BOX CO. Dealers in Wood, Coal, Hay, Grain, Pickets, Posts and Shakes. Fdi ' k Avenue, on Narrow Gauge Railroad San Jose, Gal. J. C. Mcpherson, Manager • - - ♦-e-- - - -♦-- ' - - - - - - - - - -0 " - - - t- Jacob Eberhaid. Pres. and Manager John J. Kberhard, Vice-Pres. and Ass ' t Manager EBERHARD TANNING CO. Tanners, Curriers and Wool Pullers 4 Harness-Ladigo and Lace Leather. Sole and Upper Leather, Calf, Kip and Sheepskins J Eberhard ' s Skirting Leather and Bark Woolskiu Santa Clara, California - «-«- ♦ ♦-»-■«-♦-♦ ♦-♦- ♦-♦h PRATT-LOW PRESERVING CO. Santa Clara, California. p cker2_of Canned Fruits and Te| Fruits in Glass a Specialty, THE REDWOOD 9 9 9 Your satisfaction means more to us than your money. | When you buy a suit of clothes of us you pay for more than just the clothes. | You pay for the satisfactory style, wear and » fit and we propose to see that you get it. t We commend to your attention our line of Sophomore Clothes There are no clothes that we know of that will so nearly meet © your ideas of what good clothes really ought to be. | Prices, $18.00 to $35.00 | ¥ I THAD. W. HOBSON CO. 1 I 16-18-20-22 West Santa Clara St. San Jose, Cal. | Founded 1851 Incorporated 1858 Accredited by State University 1900 College Notre Dame SAN JOSE, CAI,IFORNIA FIFTY-SECOND YEAR (Collegiate, Preparatory, Commercial r SSSi ( Sntermediate and Primary Classes for Younger Children Pounded .899 Notre Dame Conservatory of Music Awards Diplomas Apply for Terms to Sister Superior WE SELL Groceries, Hardware and Crockery HOME UNION Corner Market and Post Streets, San Jose, Cal. Telephone, Private Exchange 123 J. G. ROBINSON PHARMACIST Pierce Block Santa C lara, Cal. THE REDWOOD I - Els c Gtcbttigs I I iialf Cones I I I g Do you want a halftone for a program or pamphlet? None can make it I better. 9. S 9 I S( i Jose Engraving Compi ,1 32 Lightstone Street San Jose, Cal. « College Pennants. Fountain Pens. General I iue of Books and Stationery 25-27 W. Santa Clara vStreet, San Jose Read, the .... JOURNAL For the Local IMevsrs 913 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. $1.50 a Vear I. RUTH Dealer in Groceries and Delicacies Bams, Bacotif Sausages, Lard, Butter, Eggs. etc. 1035-103 7 Franklin Street. Cigars and Tobacco THE REDWOOD SNAPPY STYLES FOR COLLEGE MEN THE usi wri TUA JJ EAST SANTA CLARA ST SAN JOSE, CAL. We consider this the best value for the money in ail shoedom WHOlvESALE RET All, Confectionery, Tee Stream and Soda 1084 Frankliu Street NEW STORE Santa Clara CI.AUDE I.. EI Y Successor to CI ARK TH?: REDWOOD The Glassy Kind $40.00 ■ y- You can find the Place by the Sign which Says: Every Fit a Hit 67-69 SOUTH SECOND ST., SAN JOSE THE REDWOOD J. J. WHELAN MAIN STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. Craveiiettes and English Rain Coats The rainy season is here and so is our complete stock of Cravenettes and Engliih rain coats The English rain coats are rain-proof garments tailored in the height of style, and are just as much an overcoat as they are a rain coat. It is a gentleman ' s coat in every particular Cravenettes are guaranteed to keep you dry. They are large, full-backed models and can be warn as overcoats. We are showing these rain-proof garments in all the pat- terns identified -with the season, and fully guarantee water- proof quality Prices $15 to $45 e Hastings ClotKing Co, Post and Grant A.venue Furnishings Hats Shoes Traveling Goods CfodUid My Pard (Poem) Chaucer and the Immoralists Voyagers ' Song (Poem) The Change in Mr. Hillard Columbus (Poem) Norman Buck, ' 12 47 Edwin Coolidge, Litt. B. ' op 48 M. T. Dooling, Jr., ' og 49 Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12 50 Charles D. South, Litt. D., ' op 54 Mr. Marshali. Darrach and His Interpretation of Macbeth L. A. Fernsworth, ' 12 Jim BenTLEY (Poem) ----- Norrtian Buck, ' 12 The Dawn . . - - Desmond B. Gallagher, ' 12 66 The Storm (Poem) ----- Victor C. Cresalia 71 In the Byways of Life - - - - -f- Howard, ' it Editorial Comment ------- Exchanges - - - - - - - Alumni ..-.---. College Notes -...---. Athletics ....-..- 56 62 72 76 79 81 83 86 Nace Printing Co. ts ii! Santa Clara, Cal. ■€« l e iwo6 Entered Dec. iS, igo2, at Santa Clara, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March y, tZyg. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., NOVEMBER, 1909. No. 2 MY PARD J (P 3 the hlue of the western skies hat arch o ' er the mountains above; oundless the depth of his keen ray eyes i -Ii£ht with friendship s Jove! Jieady to sin£ as we hoofed aIon£ nd charm the dread miJes away, ig? helping hand to the not so strong, j " i - c7o5 of day I ver a cheer when the way was sheer (Or the trail was mighty rou£h; — i generous lieart witJiout a fear ho would never say, " nou£hI " rue as the Jblue of the western sky e knew not the words, " o (Fail I " Jleady to do, not to reason why — y comrade of the trail I Jlorman uck, ' 2. 4 , THE REDWOOD CHAUCER AND THE IMMORALISTS POOR Chaucer, dying, bewailed the immoralities of his pen. Yet Chaucer ' s literary vices, when we find them, are in the nature of robust- ious ribaldries, unjustified by himself and partwise paid for by much good nature and more humanity. His im- morality is like mud flung wantonly by a gleeful schoolboy; his morality is the harmonious outpouring of a soul that loves its fellows and fears God. His hand is sometimes soiled by what it works in, but in his heart he is too healthy not to love cold water. Passages in Chaucer ' s writings are open to the charge of immorality, but Chaucer, the literary figure, does not classify with the immoral writers. His sin is the by- product of a good mill — bad enough, in all conscience, but not poisoning the main output of wholesome victual. To my mind there is no last word in immorality unless it be coupled with un- godliness, the sin that girds the neck like a millstone, robs genius of its re- siliency and drags thought ever down- ward to the slime. Hence ungodly writers are prone to use their philosophies in analysing fi nitely, rather than in speculating in- finitely. They plunge, rather than soar. There is much loin, but no wing. That this is true I attribute to their prideful purpose to make good their attitude in the eyes of men; to turn other eyes downward that many will not behold them fall. Hence they be- come as astronomers that would study the stars in a mudpuddle to get them at close range. They use the light of inestimable suns to become rebels against the light, and justify themselves because they use it at second hand. They are always mighty dignified, and would rather a thousand times fall upon their bellies before a jellyfish than sink once upon their knees before the firma- metital miracle. Their zeal for proselytism begins with the nibbling of their pens, and they are strong to point the way, even when falling head first. Your true ungodly writer is always an indignant humanitarian, and never ceases to warn the earthly pilgrim from his guide posts into the shifting sands of experimental philosophy. Withal he renders such aid to humanity as an idiot might render a cripple by courte- ously offering to carry his crutches across the street. A modern immoralist, preferably one of the later French school — although France has many better men not so well heralded — would scorn poor Chaucer ' s untutored confession as the backsliding of one who understood not the dignity of realism, and all that that mantle of latest cut can cover. Yet I make bold to say, for this very reason, that I would rather be Chaucer dying than Balzac living; since the former regretted looking upon dirt with- out wishing to correct the slip by put- ting his eyes into it. Edwin Cooi idge, Eitt. B. ' 09. THE REDWOOD 49 VOYAGERS SONG Le Chant de Ceux Qui S ' En Vont Sur Mer (after the FRENCH OF VICTOR HUGO) Adieu, my home! The stormy wave ' s a-foam. Adieu, my home, Blue-gray! Farewell, my house, the trellised grape vine ' s spray, And aged walls where golden flowers sway! Adieu, my home! Sky, forest, meadowed loam. Adieu, my home, Blue-gray! Adieu, my home! The stormy wave ' s a-foam; Adieu, my home. Blue-gray! Farewell, farewell, my white browed fiancee. The winds are harsh, the heavens darkly gray. Adieu, my home! Sweetheart in twilight ' s gloam! Adieu, my home. Blue-gray! Adieu, my home! The stormy wave ' s a-foam. Adieu, my home. Blue-gray! Our veiled eyes, seeing not their sad fate, stray From the dark wave to the dim future day. Adieu, my home! I pray where ' er I roam For you my home. Blue-gray! M. T. Dooling, Jr., ' 09. 50 THE REDWOOD THE CHANGE IN MR. HILLARD THE clocks were striking the hour of nine and the sun shone down upon the rumbling streets of the city, lightening the hearts of many, and gladdening all who beheld its beauty, even causing some to pause and wonder at the grandness of this April morn. The welcome rays stole through many a window to light the humble breakfast spread before a happy little family, or perhaps roused the invalid from his bed of troubles to receive a message of hope and cheer. This was surely a beautiful morning for the city of San Francisco, but in the Manx Hotel we find a room where its heroic efforts are hopelessly wasted. The windows are shuttered, and the room is filled with a dismal gloom. Its occupant lies slumbering upon the bed, perfectly unconscious of the great things he is missing, and even though he were awake, he would not have perceived them, but would lazily have turned over, and cursed the noise that woke him. For it had not been until early morning that his head had touched a pillow, after a night of dissipation at the gam- bling dens. In a room next to this there is quite another scene. Sitting at a large desk which is strewn with papers, is a hand- some but sternly featured man. He has a stately form, and his hair is tinged with grey, matching his heavy eye- brows. He is busily engaged in writing and telephoning. To a check, he signs the name George W. Hillard. He is too busy to take notice of the weather. What has that to do with making money? It might as well be raining for all it concerns him. A letter has just been brought to him, and he is reading it when the door from the ad- joining room opens, and gives entrance to the sleepy looking individual of our former acquaintance. He is the son of the undisturbed man at the desk who continues to read the letter as though ignorant of the other ' s presence. Just then the telephone rings and he an- swers. " Hello! yes, what? lower ice? No, lift it ten cents, it ' s going to be a hot summer; and say! raise all the rents a couple of dollars, too; good-bye. " He hung up the receiver, and turned to his son. " What do you think of that? The people complaining about the price of ice; do they expect me to give it away? And then, here was a fellow, Hobson, came around the other day and said he was one of my schoolmates, and wanted to borrow ten thousand, — oflfered no se- curities at all. Says he started as a civil engineer, but had hard luck and failed. He should have had more sense, I didn ' t fail. But I had to work hard for many years to get what I now have. When I was young, a mere boy, my only desire was to be happy. I yearn- ed and prayed for the time when I could live in uninterrupted joy. Ah, THE REDWOOD 51 how I longed for it, and when I grew to be a young man, I thought I saw the road to this happiness; it was paved with golden coins, and fenced with walls of the same material. I saw that wealth was the key to all comforts. And ever since that time I have been striv- ing, laboring, sweating, to gain my end. I left my home, my mother, my brother, and all that was dear to me; yes, even Sylvia, my beautiful young bride, your mother, Charlie, to go and seek a for- tune. At last I had one, but she had died, and I must enjoy my wealth alone; but I am rich, I have gained my end. Yes, he should have had more sense; didn ' t fail. " Just then the butler announced that an elderly lady was in the next room, who asked if Mr. Hillard would not help her a little. " What ' s her name? " he asked gruff- ly. " She gives none, " answered the but- ler meekly. " She says she used to be a dear friend of your mother who is now dead. She has four children to take care of, and her husband died two months ago leaving her nothing. She says she has a hard time keeping them fed, and thought you might help her with a few dollars. She says she never likes to beg, but seeing as how she knew your mother so well, she thought — " " Oh! here, give her this fifty cents and tell her it is for my mother ' s sake. And say! ask her if she thinks I am starting a poor house. " " But this — " stuttered the other ner- vously, as he gazed at the coin in his hand, " She asked for — " " Get out " , yelled Hillard, bored be- yond endurance. " Tell her she is lucky to get that. " " Yes sir, " was the faint response, as the other melted through the door into the next room. " Say dad, " said the tall, slender and rather weak looking boy of about eigh- teen, after all this had transpired, " I ' m beginning to think that I ' ve been going down hill long enough, and that it ' s about time to climb out of the hole be- fore it caves in on me. I had a strange dream this morning,-a very strange dream. In it I saw the other side of life, the upright and the square side. It looked so bright, and those who walked on it seemed so happy. I was watching from a dark and muddy hole, from which there was no escape but by a steep and fast decaying ladder. I stood there for a moment while the little conscience I had left battled against the destroying demon, then with firm hands I grasped the first rung of the ladder. At that minute I awoke, but instead of the regular headache, I felt bright and happy. Some great weight had been lifted from my shoulders, even while I slept, and it will make the rest of the climb quite possible. I have squandered enough money, cheated enough people; I ' m going to quit. Do you hear, Dad? I ' m going to quit. " " Good idea, Charles, " murmured the father indifferently, as he pulled on his coat. " I have to go to the office now, but you can tell me more about it when 52 THE REDWOOD I ' m not so busy. Say! where is that butler anyway? I rang for him ten minutes ago. " " Right here, sir, " answered the offen- der, as he pushed through the door into the room. " If any one calls, " rejoined his master, " tell them I ' m out of the country, I can ' t see anyone today, I ' m too busy. " " Very well, sir, — but sir, " stammered the butler, " your brother wished to lunch with you at the St. Francis; he said that he would not wait for an an- swer because he knew you would find time. He will be there at half past twelve, with his family. " Hillard scowled for a moment, then burst into a fit of anger. " What is the matter with that fellow anyway? I wonder if he thinks that I have nothing to do but attend tea parties; and his family will be there too; how could I talk business with that bunch? No, I, have my interests to look out for. James phone them that I will not go. " " Yes, sir, but what shall I tell them, sir? " said the uneasy servant. " Oh! tell them anything you like, I ' m not particular. Have supper for two in this room at seven. Goodbye, Charles. " With these words he hurried for the ofBce building which was a little more than a block distant. As his form ap- peared in the doorway, the clerks, book- keepers, and other dependents who had been leisurely gossiping, suddenly be- came extremely interested in their work, and as he passed through the ir midst, not a head was lifted nor a voice raised in greeting. Seating himself at the desk in his private office, he tried to at- tend to some business, but he was too distracted; why it was, he did not know, but his brain would not work, he was not himself that morning, something was on his mind. He even gruffly ordered his secretary out, as the latter entered with a handful of papers to be looked over. " Don ' t you wish to look them over now, sir? " asked " the bearer. " No, " responded Hillard despondent- ly, " I ' ll attend to those later. " " But sir, they must be finished today, " insisted the astounded secretary as he stared at his employer as though the latter were crazy. " Well, they ' ll not be finished today, do you hear? " returned the other. " Now get out! — Yes, ' ' he continued when his persi.stent employee had left the room, " There is something wrong, no I won ' t say wrong, something the matter with me today. Sylvia ' s name has been bothering me since I mentioned it there with Charlie. I wonder what she would say if she were here now. Ah, yes, I know what she would say. ' George, do you think you are doing right? Are you getting what you started out for? Can you be happy with all that money? I remember so well when we were school-mates, you would never pick on those smaller than yourself, and sometimes when you were playing games with those, you would even let them win just to make them happy. Why don ' t you do that now instead of crushing the little fellows? Why don ' t you help them out? Oh! THE REDWOOD 53 George, when you left to go to work, I never thought you would change your ways; even to my death I had perfect faith in you. Now, for my sake play fair, you cannot use all that money, help those that need, do the right thing, and you will find the happiness you seek. Remember, you were not put into this world to make money. ' Yes, that is what she would say, and what she even now whispers in my ear. Have I gained what I set out foi? Can I truly say, I did not fail? I set out to find happiness but found only incessant labors and false friends. No, I did not succeed; I have failed. I wonder if it is too late to turn back and try to find the road I missed. I ' m no longer a boy; I have money, millions of dollars, what more could I want? But, what good is all this to me, I can never use it all, and it only brings me the name of a miser. Sylvia says, ' Help those that need, and play fair. ' I have not done this. " He paused, and bent his head upon his hands in thought. " Yes, Sylvia, " he murmured, as he again lifted his head, " For you I will play fair. " — With these words his face was cleared, the wrinkles left his troubled brow, and a beautiful calm set over all his features. Then as a thought struck him he jumped to the telephone and rang up James, his humble butler. " Is that you, James? Well, telephone to my brother, that I will lunch with him if he will allow me, and tell him I will explain matters when we meet. And say! see if you can ' t find those people that wanted help, tell them to come around to my office. What ! of course this is Mr. Hillard, — and if you see any poor little kids on the way, give them a dollar or so, let them get some- thing to eat. I left a purse in the top drawer of my desk, take some money outofit. How much? Oh, about twen- ty or twenty-five or, — Oh ! take the whole wad ! Goodbye, you can take a few for yourself. " With this he hung up, but as he re- membered another incident, he rang up his secretary in the office below. " You can cancel that order to raise the price of ice, " he said, when his secretary ar- rived at the phone. " I guess you can let it drop a few cents instead. And I ' ve changed my mind about those rents, you can lower those too, — Is Mr. Hillard here? well, who do you suppose is doing all the talking? Of course he is here, you boob ! Now don ' t forget what I told you. " He arose from his seat and prepared to leave for the St. Francis. " At last, " he said, as he stood half way across the room, " I am happy; at last I have suc- ceeded, and can truly say, ' no! I did not fail. ' " Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12. 54 THE REDWOOD COLUMBUS NIGHT of the Cross, thy hallowed sail Gleams bright along the tides of Time. The rolling wave, the driving gale Are vassals in thy march sublime To Freedom ' s golden shore and clime, Which bids thy conquering spirit hail ! Thy symbol shining in thy hand Fair hope hath made her anchor of. Thou bringest to the heathen strand The light of Faith, the light of Love, While, glowing like the stars above, Awakes a dawn-bew ildered land. Thy storied Spanish caravels— With what a world of golden freight They braved the storms and rode the swells That lapped the Future ' s misty gate! They bore a sovereign people ' s State, Where Liberty triumphant dwells! They brought the scrolls of Grecian lore — Old Plato ' s page and Homer ' s lyre; The Roman art of war they bore. And Virgil ' s song and Cato ' s fire ! With spoils of Venice, Carthage, Tyre, Wrung from the sea, they piled the shore. What canvas limned with touch divine Of Raphael, Titian, Angelo,— THE REDWOOD 55 What precious stores from Seine and Rhine Lay in thy ships of long ago! They brought the sword which struck the blow That wrought this sacred land of mine! For, all we have and all we are— The glory of a Washington, A Lincoln ' s fame, and every star That glitters Freedom ' s shield upon — Out of the dark of Time was w on In that great, golden dawn afar. The gargoyles of the unplowed seas, Into their mythic caverns hurled, — Thy spirit, mighty Genoese, The Banner of the Stars unfurled. And flashed a thought around a w orld Girded with Lightning ' s mysteries. Thy faith, Crusader of the Deep, Shall beacon each aspiring man When over Pharaoh ' s tombstones heap The sands that blind the caravan; — That faith which clung, ' mid jeer and ban, To empire o ' er the watery steep. O ' er waves of immortality. Supreme world -sailor, ride thou on Till lo! when Time no more shall be. Our stars with ne ' er a luster gone. Shall gem the everlasting Dawn On Glory ' s universal sea! Charles D. South, Litt. D., ' 09. 56 THE REDWOOD IS INTER- ppve:tation or macbeth N the Santa Clara College theatre, on the night of October 6, before an audience composed of the faculty and students of the College, of the Santa Clara Shakespeare Club, and of students of the local high school, Mr. Marshall Darrach, a noted Shakespearean imper- sonator, gave a recital of Macbeth. Mr. Darrach used no manuscript, reciting entirely from memory, with absolute fidelity to the original text, introducing each scene with a few words of explana- tion, to make clear the plot and to call attention to the various characters about to appear. In his interpretation of what probably is Shakespeare ' s most powerful drama, and certainly his greatest tragedy, Mr. Darrach showed himself the master of his art. Firstly, and what is of prime impor- tance, he understands his subject. He is at home in the lines, and is capable of attuning his sympathies to those of the different people appearing therein; he has insight into their natures, he con- ceives them as real personages just as did their creator, and all this finds ex- pression in the impersonation of their various characters. In the portrayal of these characters Mr. Darrach possesses at all times a perfect self-command; his style is grace- ful and easy, his impersonations are never labored, and his transitions from one character to another are executed with wonderful dexterity. At no time are his characters dull — they bristle with action and pulsate with life. By subtle suggestion he eliminates much inharmonious explanation. His voice is pleasing, and though at times there seems a faint suggestion of a lack of strength, such as it is, he has it under his absolute subjection. Never once was the slightest tinge of rant evident. And finally, his personal appearance is both prepossessing and dignified. There is perhaps none of Shake- speare ' s plays in v hich the genuineness of an impersonator ' s qualities are so severely tested as they are in Macbeth. Here they must ring true. The charac- ters to be portrayed are of such widely diversified types as to exhaust the actor ' s most potent resources, while their various natures are moulded with such a fineness of quality that they ad- mit of no counterfeiting. Passion, for example, cannot be garbed in so called " emotion, " despair in facial contortion and noisy rant, nor fear in servile whimperings. And still a recital of Macbeth, while it can deceive no one, would in all probability not make half the impression on a popular audience that another less difficult play would. An instance in point is Julius Caesar. It is a play that requires, as compared with Macbeth, little versatility, and whose rendering is extremely easy. But it is showier; it is composed very THE REDWOOD 57 much of pompous " -speecherf and ostentatious military display, and conse- quently a reciter with talents inferior to those of Mr. Darrach, would find it a most admirable vehicle in which to " split the ears of the groundlings, " making with them a greater ' hit, ' so to speak, than ever might Mr. Darrach in a play of the Macbeth order. The ease and grace of Mr. Darrach ' s style seem most admirably tempered to Shakespeare ' s own admonitions as formu- lated in Hamlet ' s instructions to the players. He does not " tear a passion to tatters, " nor is he too tame, but he lets " discretion be his tutor, " not " saw- ing the air " with his hands, but making them to serve their purpose gracefully. He does not " strut and bellow " to the wonder and admiration of the undiscern- ing, but suits " the action to the word, the word to the action, " o ' erstepping not " the modesty of nature, " but holding the mirror to her gaze " to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. " He adorns his style, moreover, with artful insinuation. Many of the minor characters he introduces merelj " by a change in the voice and a slight gesture to denote the entrance or position, as the case may be, and he does it so skillfully that one almost imagines he actually sees the people moving about. A particularly striking example of this is the scene just before Duncan is mur- dered. Macbeth appears with his servant in the dead of night, while the king sleeps in the adjoining chamber. He is nerving himself for the act. When all is prepared be says simply to the un- suspecting servant: " Go! " He points to the exit, and turning gradually his body, follows closely the retreating figure with his gaze, nor does his eye bend a lash until he is sure that the man is gone. The resulting effect is wonderfully real. The voice of Mr. Darrach, too, is in keeping with his theme. It is en- dowed with remarkable power and flex- ibility, and it has an articulation at all times perfect. It matters not whether he imitates the weird, unearthly rasp- ings of the witches, or the disjointed syllables of the drunken porter, whether he portrays the steel-nerved L,ady Mac- beth, almost choking with suppressed rage at the weakness of her spouse, or Macbeth himself, weak-kneed, palpitat- ing, cringing, in pre-conteinplation of his awful deed, or prostrated with horror and fear thereafter, — the least sound is perfectly audible to the listener in any part of the auditorium. His voice, how- ever, in the earlier part of the play, seems to lack a certain quality of round, decisive strength when he attemps the two generals, Macbeth and Banquo. As to the facial expres.sion of Mr. Darrach, it is most astonishing, and this said with due regard for the proper use of adjectives. His countenance be- trays all the feelings which inspire his subject, but in his eyes, especially, is told the tale of anger, hate, despair and wicked mirth that animates the charac- ter. The mobility of his countenance is 58 THE REDWOOD well shown in his transitions from one character to another. These transitions are executed with such rapidity and completeness as to startle the beholder. They seem, in fact, more like the creations of new characters without any impairment to the old. So real and so intense are bis impersonations, and so forceful his power of suggestion, that the hearer forgets himself and his surroundings, and is conscious only of the terrible tragedy being enacted before his eyes; he sees real men and real women, and he sees them a dozen at a time; the imaginary entrances and exits, the alarum, the scene in the banquet hall with Lady Macbeth and the assemblage of Lords around the festive boards while Macbeth hies himself to the door to converse with the two murderers, and the subsequent entrance of the ghost of Banquo, all loom up as actual realities, and not until the act is done does the illusion fade. As in his style, so in the play itself, is the excellence of Mr. Darrach ' s acting revealed. With the skill of the master hand he strips the " dramatis personae " of much of their old and thread-bare raiment, to clothe their forms in new and charming colors. And his innova- tions are neither transitory nor eccen- tric, but possess at once a spontaneous and natural force which stamps them as being of equal merit with any of the contemporary conceptions, if not better than most of them. In the various scenes he brings to light all the dramatic elements with which Shakespeare en- dowed their lines, though ever with such temperance as begets a proper smoothness, and he accomplishes it with such realism as to seem almost to trans- port his audience to the very scene of action, although he has no accessories, and the stage settings are never changed. From among the various characters in Macbeth, perhaps the most striking im- personation, and the one in which he makes his most radical departure, is Lady Macbeth. While not the central figure, she is unquestionably the strongest one in the drama. In Mr. Darrach ' s hands she becomes a woman of refined and dignified deportment, as a noble woman properly should be, but withal, a per- son of iron will and indomitable perse- verance. He presents her as the cold, cruel, calculating plotter, her mind filled with wicked designs, and her soul agitated with alternate hate and anger and despair, yet hiding it all under the veneer of genteel grace and charm. This is not the popular conception of Lady Macbeth as conceived from the playings of contemporary artists; ergo: a host of worthy critics bob up with censure for Mr. Darrach. These critics would have Lady Macbeth made a regular she-fiend, a veritable tigress in human form, and they point out in their own justification the pas.sage in which, when imploring aid from the powers of darkness, she says: " Unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe-top full Of direst cruelty. " Now from all accounts Lady Macbeth had always been a gentle-woman, and THE REDWOOD 59 it is highly improbable that she should have been " unsexed " at this precise moment. Personally, we prefer Mr. Darrach ' s conception. He makes her cruel without destroying her womanli- ness; he gives her all those qualities of vehement emotion and passion, but he makes them not so much " loud " as " deep. " He roots them in her very nature, making them to be so intense that they seem to peer from out that weak, feminine form, held in subjection by her even self-control, and utterly unable to find an adequate conveyance by which to express themselves. All of which, to our mind, makes her a charac- ter far stronger than any Lady Macbeth that ever walked in sleep, or spurred man on to dreadful crime. In direct contrast to Lady Macbeth, is Macbeth himself. In this character Vr. Darrach brings to light an individual by nature brave and fearless, but enfeebled by a weakness of mind, which proves to be the primal factor in his undoing. He is moreover a man with no depth or stability of character. Early in the play we see him as the brave soldier, returning home amidst glory and honor from trium- phant victory , when through the medium of the witches he is apprised of greater honor in store for him. To Banquo, his companion who is with him, similar fore- bodings cause little concern, but the mental infirmity of Macbeth at once as- serts itself. He heeds the words of the witches; they flatter him; ambition creeps in, and ambition gives birth to horrid suggestions; he then strives to stifle his conscience with argument and to deceive himself with blandishment; and while his mind is still clouded with shady images his wife unfolds to him her dark plans, and unspeakable under- takings are resolved upon. Here in his utter lack of self-control he proves him- self the direct antithesis of his wife. From this time forward the disintegra- tion of Macbeth ' s character commences, to end in his last pitiful attempt at man- liness, on the battlefield, when he knows full well that his death knell has already sounded. He becomes the base hypocrite, feigning loyalty, yet nursing in his breast dreadful crime against his king; spurred on by ambition, yet held back by fear and terror; bold, yet timid and irresolute; brave by nature, yet by supernatural forces transformed into an arrant, cringing coward; dauntless in security, yet timorous in the face of danger; and still through all the crime and all the cruelty there is never before his mind the slightest concern for aught but self. His wife ' s happiness does not even once occur to him, nor does the welfare of his country. He considers but one object — his own base, selfish ends. When the news of Lady Mac- beth ' s death is brought to him, he pauses for a few reflections on the short- ness and the vanity of life, and that is all. After her death, however, his last remaining spark of feeble strength seems to forsake him, and he becomes as aimless and as helpless as a vessel on the ocean, with neither a rudder nor a compass. This state continues for a time, until at length the sword of Duncan cuts short his life. 6o THE REDWOOD In like artistic fashion Mr. Darrach handles the other characters of the drama, and proves himself the " master of many faces. " Duncan, the murdered king, and a few of the lesser lights, do not appear in the abridged version, but Banquo, Malcolm, Doualbain, the various lords, soldiers, the doctor, etc., are represented, each with his proper dignity, or modesty, as the case maybe. The impersonation of the drunken por- ter, s. 3. Act II, is a clever bit of digni- fied comedy, although, it might be re- marked, it savors more of the Irish than the Scotch. The murderers are speci- mens of humanity recruited from the tougher element, forsaken by every spark of manhood, and recklessly selling themeslves, body and soul, " to spite the world, " passing merely in the catalogue for men, " As hounds and grey-hounds, mongrels, span- iels, curs, Sloughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept All by the name of dogs. " And to hear that protest just before their vile business is transacted: " We are men, me liege. " ! But most remarkable of all the charac ters, outside the two central, figures, are the weird sisters. Subjects of this kind are at best disagreeable, and to be in any wise entertaining they must pass through the imagination of such a master-mind as Shakespeare ' s to form them. They are revealed to us by Mr. Darrach as things belonging neither to hell nor to earth. With their bony hands waving high, and distorted coun- tenances and shriveled postures, they flit about in weird, unearthly fashion, concocting deviltry and mischief. Their voices possess such a solemn and ghost- ly, yet fiendish ring, their eyes peer out with such a leering, evil look of exulta- tion, and they express their merriment with such a wicked, hollow chuckle, as to inspire one with loathsome dread and horror. Their incantations in the fourth act have a solemnity admirably adapted to the occasion, and fill the mind with a suitable horror for the dark and bloody business. We pass now to a brief review of some of the scenes. The impersonator first makes his appearance in the witch scene, and subsequently comes the temptation of Macbeth, but of these points sufficient mention has already been made. The scene in which Dun- can is slain is a most excellent piece of work. The lines of this scene possess in- tense dramatic elements, and in Mr. Darrach ' s hands the spectacle becomes both awe-inspiring and dreadful. The night is dead and all the house is wrapt in slumber, when slowly, stealthily, like some grim beast about to pounce upon the helpless, unsuspecting prey, creeps in Macbeth, bent on his murderous mis- sion. He assures himself that all is well and passes inside the royal bedchamber. Enter Lady Macbeth. The stillness is tense, it waxes weird, it grows unearthly, it becomes unbear- able. Hark! He is about it! " THE REDWOOD 6i Enter Macbeth, feverish, ghastly, hag- gard, quaking with horror and palsied with fear: " I ' ve done the deed. " The terrible murder has been accom- plished. Macbeth ' s ambition shall soon be realized, but Macbeth shall sleep no more. From henceforward his o ' er-wrought brain shall find no peace. For he hath heard a voice cry out: — " ' Sleep no more ' to all the house, ' Glamis hath murdered sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more. ' " The subsequent discovery of the deed by Macbeth, the alarum and the con- fusion, the expressions of sorrow, both genuine and counterfeited, is Mr. Dar- rach ' s most realistic piece of work. " Oh horror! horror! horror! " cries out MacduflF, " Tongue nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee. .... Awake! Awake! Ring the alarum bell, " and then in agonizing sorrow; " Oh Banquo! Banquo! " Our royal master is murdered! " But probably it is in the banquet scene that Mr. Darrach surpasses him- self. Here his powers come into strong play, and are severely tested. The deep misery, the desperation, the selfish- ness, the hypocrisy and the cowardice of Macbeth are all brought out in bold relief. The ursurper ' s toast to the com- pany after he has been rid of the ghost ' s presence and his courage once more re- turns, is a masterly effort while the powerful self restraint exercised by Lady Macbeth in the presence of her guests is no less remarkable. With regard to the scene in the final act in which Lady Macbeth is visited in her sleep by wild and terrible night- mares, we propose to criticise Mr. Dar- rach adversely, on the grounds that he does not give enough of it, which objec- tion, by the way, might also have been made ol the witch scene in act IV, although in a lesser degree. This former scene is a powerful one, and it was a distinct disappointment to us that we did not see the whole of it. The frail form of Lady Macbeth is seen complete- ly broken down by the terrible strain she has endured, while, by reason of deep inner misery and wretchedness her marvelous self-control has suffered utter collapse. Perturbed in mind, she recounts in sleep the murder scene; frightful images loom up before her, and her incoherent rautterings are continu- ally interspersed with the mention of " blood. " With " sore-charged heart " she mutters and exclaims as she walks about in sleep: " Out damned spot! out I say! . . . Yet who would have thought the old man had so much blood in him. . . . Here ' s the smell of blood still. All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh! oh! oh! Omission of the greater part of this passage was a loss to both audience and actor. In view of its dramatic powers it would seem that the full rendition of this already brief scene would amply compensate for the additional effort and expense of time required thereby. However, it is only in great actors that such trivial faults would be caviled at, and perhaps, too, our judgement is at fault. But Marshall Darrach is truly an eminent artist, and hence it is that we find ourselves expatiating on the merits of his work. For, as Steele dis- cerningly remarks in the Spectator; " What great men do the rest will prat- tle of. " L. A. Fernsworth, ' i2. 62 THE REDWOOD JIM BENTLKY M ' - ELL, boy, seeing it ' s you that asks it I reckon I ' ll tell the tale Of the death of my partner Bentley Upon the Merced trail. Bentley,— Jim, we called him, — He wasn ' t no city dude, — His talk w as just outrageous, And his manners aw fully rude. But poor old Jim was a hero. Despite all his ugly looks, — One such as you never read of In all your story books. We ' d been mining in the mountains And had made our little pile, — So we w ere coming back to town To hit things up awhile. We were riding on by moonlight Round a timbered mountain ' s face And through the darkness I could hear The river roaring at its base. It was inky there in the timber; Our horses made no sound; The trail was soft with needles That the pines had strewn around. THE REDWOOD 63 The Indians were up in those days And we had many a fight; But we weren ' t thinking of trouble As we rode along that night. Jim, he pulled up sudden and said There was trouble in the air, Reckoned as Indians were around A- wanting to lift our hair. We paused at the edge of an open Where the light came streaming down Between the branches of the trees That rose up all aroun ' . Then he pointed a silent finger Through the trees beside the trail And I looked and saw the half glow Of embers growing pale. " Kid, " said Jim, as he turned to me. There ' s Injuns in front and in back. We ' ve got to make a run for it. So shoot to clear the track. " We dug spurs in the broncho ' s flanks And leaped for the open space. Rifles flashed from beside the trail. And powder burnt my face. 64 THE REDWOOD Then all went black for a moment; I was sprawled upon the ground, And as I rose and tried to run The Indians closed around. I broke away for a moment; ' Jim ' s horse sprang out of the night, And Jim, with a gun in either hand, Slung bullets to left and right. The bullets whizzed about us As I sprang to his broncho ' s back, And though the woods were inky, We sure did hit the track. For a mile we galloped onward; Then we came to a shallow ford, And Jim cussed and said to me That he was drier than a board. Jim reeled a bit in the saddle. Then fell to the gravel bed, And I sav by the pale, dim moonlight That Jim lay by the river dead. I picked him up and carried him To a little open space. And at the foot of a redwood tree I scooped out his resting place. THE REDWOOD 65 I laid him in his shallow grave- God knows as how I cried— And even now I can ' t forget The night that poor Jim died. There ' s no tombstone now above him, There in the redwood ' s shade; There ' s only a cross upon its trunk To tell where Jim was laid. Perhaps he likes it better On that rugged mountain ' s flank ' Mid giant trees uplifting Upon the Merced ' s bank, Where he can hear the roaring Of the river rushing nigh. And the gentle, cooling breezes That through the forest sigh. Norman Buck, ' 12. 66 THE REDWOOD THE DAWN A PICTURESQUE little bungalow nestling midst a beautiful garden iu the Piedmont foothills, was a sight that never failed to attract the attention of the passers-by. A pretty arch of two interwoven graceful pines across which was written the word " Bohemia " in letters entwined with a mossy green, made a charming entrance to the drive, leading up to the garage beyond the house. It was ten o ' clock on a bright June morning; the birds were singing gaily in all their glory, and you could hear the gentle swish of the fountain as the sweet morning breeze carried away, sparkling in the sun, the silver drops of water and scattered them on the velvet lawn. What a morning! How glorious to feel as we inhale the pure fresh air, that there is enough energy in our mis- used bodies, to carry us successfully through the coming day in our battle with the world. The master of " Bohemia " stepped out upon the porch that surrounded the home, flung himself carelessly into a wicker chair with a sigh. He was a typical college man, about twenty four years of age, medium height, with ex- pressive brown eyes and wavy hair of a darker hue. He might have been called handsome, if it had not been for the fact that his face showed plainly the mark of dissipation:- dark circles be- neath the eyes, the mouth considerably brown, grey hairs intermingled with the brown, and on his forehead the first few furrows of care. He gazed on the scene before him with a listless, cynical smile. " Yes, little home, " he mused, " I might have made you the nest of some good little girl, if I had had a real friend or two to guide my footsteps or even to tell me that they cared, and I might have woven around you, perhaps, pleasant memories that would live in after years. But instead, what has it been? The same old story week after week, year after year. Ah! I ' m sick of it all, I ' ll sell the place, get out and go — " He broke off suddenly, joined his hands to- gether, rested his elbows on his knees, and stared at his toes. " That ' s it: go where? Have I got a friend that I can go to, now that all this is over? Have I? No, not one. " A thought came to his mind. He started as if afraid of it. Then slowly his mind went back over the years of childhood, and in fancy he sees his darling mother, pinning up on the wall at his bedside a text, and the words stand out in bold relief in tinsiled silver: " Come to Me, all ye that labour and are heavy burdened and I will refresh you. " He raised his head a little high- er, and you could see the taint gleam of hope shining in his eyes. " Yes, " he murmured, " I have 07ie true friend when all the rest have THE REDWOOD 67 passed me by, and left me in the dark- ness and alone. " The telephone rang and be slowly raised himself from the chair to answer the call. " Hello! " " Yes, this is Dick. " " Who? Oh! Maisie. How do you do? " " I don ' t appreciate the honor, thank you just the same. If I ' m not good enough to go and see you when your mother is at home, I won ' t go at all. " " Sorry you think me rude. But you ' re not the only one that does. " " You really want to be my friend, only you are afraid of what society would think, is that it? Well I ' ll take the will for the deed. " " What ' s that? Hurt you? I ' m sorry, Maisie. You will excuse me this morning as I am in a bad humor. Be- sides it ' s a bad habit I have of late. You are coming out here? To prove your friendship! You can ' t do that. I am alone, besides I — " " Other girls do, you say? Yes, but that ' s different. " " You are going to be different? — Hello! Hello! " " The devil, " he muttered placing the receiver on the hook. " I wonder will she come? " He walked over to the mantle above the great colonial fireplace, took a pipe from the rack, threw himself upon the lounge, began to puff out great clouds of smoke and was again indulging in flights of fancy. Even the throbbing of an automobile as it stopped in the front of the house, and the bursting into the room of three young fellows in jovial spirits did not seem to arouse him from his reverie. " Hello, Dick! How ' s the boy? " they all shouted in a breath. " Say, Dick, " said the smallest of the three, drawing off his gloves and tossing his coat and hat into the corner, at the same time sitting down all over Dick on the lounge. " What do you think? Well, after we left you last night, we took a ride over to the villa, and whom do you think we met there? I ' ll bet you can ' t guess. The blonde type- writers from the Orpheum. And say Dick, you ' re a lucky dog. You know the little girl that you sent the roses yesterday, well she is just crazy about you. Can ' t talk of anything else but you and your brown eyes. Insists that you show up there this afternoon in Box A. And as he finished speaking he slapped Dick on the shoulder and laughed boisterously. " Go to the devil and take your type- writers with you, " snapped Dick turn- ing his face to the wall. Frank Morrison who had been sitting on the edge of the table, glancing over the sporting column of the morning paper during the above narration, firm- ly grabbed " Shorty " by the arm and bounced him across the room, whisper- ing as he did so, " Don ' t you see he is in a bad humor? Leave him alone or you will spoil everything. " Then he went over to the buffet and proceeded to mix drinks for the crowd and pass them around. 68 THE REDWOOD Dick took his without a word. A silence fell upon them as each gazed in- to his glass as if trying to read the future. The quiet was becoming painful when the youngest of the three arrivals, who had since his entrance been engrossed in the latest photos of stage beauties on the wall, going over and sitting at the foot of the lounge, broke the silence. " Dick, it always feels good to come to this little home of yours, and I want to say how much we appreciate your kindness, and as we are all here in the bond of good fellowship, gentlemen, raise your glasses and drink to Dick ' s home, dear old " Bohemia. " Dick arose from the lounge and lifting his glass in the air, said, " Boys, I ' ll drink to the toast. " Their glasses went together with a clink, and they tossed ofiF the stimulant. Then Dick continued " It may be for the last time. " " Why, what do you mean? " the boys all chorused. " I mean, " he said letting his eyes wander out into the garden, " that I am going to leave ' Bohemia ' for ever. " His words fell like a death sentence on the little group, and silence once more was the order of the hour. Dick walked over and stood in the open doorway, took a cigar from his case, and found solace in watching the vapor as it vanished into nothingness. Frank after a few moments went over and slapping him on the back said, " Dick, old man, you ' re out of sorts to- day, get your hat and gloves and we will go to the Orpheum. It will cheer you up. " " Thanks just the same, Frank, but I don ' t care to go. " " Oh ! by the way, " said Morrison taking no notice of the refusal, and drawing on his gloves. Shorty forgot to mention in his excitement about the girls, that your old rival is in the race for the heart of your girl of the roses. " Dick flashed a look at Frank ' s cold steel gray eyes, his jaw went down with a snap. In a moment everything was commo- tion, and a little later the tooting of the horn as the machine rounded the curve leading from the drive to the road, told of their departure. How often our plans and our destina- tions are by the mighty hand of Provi- dence, changed in the twinkling of an eye, and we are carried off along an- other tributary that flows into the great river of life, that has only one destin- ation! No one knew what happened, only the bunch of good fellows who had left " Bohemia " but a short time before were scrambling from beneath the overturned auto, rubbing their eyes in wonderment. But there was one among them who lay still, and the blood slowly trickled from a wound in the temple. Some water was brought from a house close by and Harry held it to the lips of the injured man. " Thanks, old man, " he murmured, I ' ll be all right in a few moments, the road was just a little hard, — that ' s all. " Willing hands soon righted the THE REDWOOD 69 machine, which was found to be in working order, and it was not long be- fore Dick was laid comfortably on the lounge be had vacated less than a half hour ago, with " Shorty " caring tenderly for his wound, which was not severe. Frank brought over a drink: Dick took it in a gulp, closed his eyes and said, " Fellows, I ' m sorry to have to put you to all this trouble, and I thank you. Now I want you to do me a favor. Go for a ride in the machine for an hour or two, I want to be alone. " " Dick, that ' s all rot, " protested Mor- rison, " we ' re not , " but the appeal in the other ' s eyes silenced him, and the three friends filed slowly out into the sunlight, leaving Dick alone with his thoughts. Thus he lay for some time, his thoughts chasing the phantom shadows of the past. Then he started slightly, raised himself on his elbow and listened. No sound but the gentle splash of the fountain on the lawn. Still he had that peculiar feeling that overpowers one when he realizes that he is not alone; so he slowly opened his eyes, but he could scarcely believe them, for by his side was a vision of loveliness. She was a girl about twenty, with soft brown hair, done up in a simple careless fashion. Her eyes were as blue as the heavens. A delicate, artistic hand, white as snow, rested loosely on the back of a chair. Her dress was simplicity itself: a shirtwaist with a point lace collar fastened at the neck with a gold pin inlaid with pearls; a brown skirt reaching just to the ankles. She was indeed beauty unadorned. A smile played about her mouth as she noted Dick ' s amazement. " Well you see 1 am here: and I don ' t think this is a very polite way to receive an expected guest. " Then observing how pale he was and that he was cut on his forehead she added, " I ' m very sorry, but I did not know that you had had an accident. How did it happen? Can I do anything for you? " " No, thank you, " he answered and then told her what has already been narrated. He concluded, " Why did you come, Maisie? " She arranged his pillow more comfortably, drew up a chair and sat down beside him. " I have always wanted to be a good friend of yours and the boys, Dick, but you have not been quite fair in the matter. You have not given me a fight- ing chance. It is not necessary for me to go into detail, as you understand why you have made it impossible for me to be openly your friend. Bat today I hurled defiance at the scandalous tongue of the goddess. Society, and I offer you and the boys my unreserved friendship. Now it ' s up to you to prove to me you value what I give. " A lump arose in his throat, and it might have been a tear that glistened in his eye, as he took her hand in his, and looking up into her face as she bent over him said, " Maisie, if there were a few more girls like you in the world, who would with discretion cast off some of the shackles of conventionality, and come to us that are going the pace that 7° THE REDWOOD kills, and offer us not your kisses and caresses or your childish talk, but your friendship, with all its tenderness, kindness and power of good, you would lead us back from the precipice whither we are going and take us out of the darkness that has enveloped us as night, into the dawn. As he finished speaking the door slowly opened and the boys came quiet- ly into the room. On observing that Dick was not alone, they began to back out with apologies for intruding. But with a motion, the injured man bade them remain. He arose from the couch with diflBculty and gathering the boys around, with Maisie in their midst, he said, " Fellows, we have during some of our serious moments often wished that we had a real good society girl for a friend. Well she is here, to honor and obey. " Ere he had uttered the last syllable, Maisie was lifted upon the table, and a rousing, " Rah, Rah, Rah, Maisie! " echoed and re-echoed through the hills. Dick took the girl ' s hand and facing his comrades said, " Boys, God in his goodness has sent us Maisie and with her comes the Dawn. Desmond B. Gallagher, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 7i THE STORM - " r _ HE waves leap high upon the barren cliff To fall again in bitter sad defeat, While now the sea ' s dull melancholy song Is broken by the peacock ' s plaintive voice Who wanders on the villa ' s crumbling wall. The peasants close their mottled songs of love, And leave the fields to wait the storm ' s caress As great dark dragons come upon the day And roll far deep within their blackened throats, — Though answered only by the circling gull Whose solitary scream does echo long Amid the darkened olive branches ' shade— For now the day is battling with the night. All ' s calm but for the blood stained in the sky. A dim and fragrant moon doth kiss the dark Whose passioned lips burn deep the earth to white And murmurs of the battle that was fought. The drowsy voices on the village street, A scented breath of air from o ' er the hill — And cypress bends to kiss the waiting palm. Victor C. Cresalia. 72 THE REDWOOD IN the: byways of life ID-NIGHT hour had rung and Tonopah bore a funereal air save where some dance hall flung its ruddy glare into the deserted streets, or where the light streamed out of some gambling den which reaped its harvest in the hours when vice throws off her mask and virtue sleeps. At a table in a room where bright lights flared, in the midst of a gay company, sat Jack Witherton, his face flushed, his eyes in- flamed, his brain giddy with the excite- ment of the reckless night that marked the crisis of a bright career. He had succumbed to the lure of fancy pleasure and like a fly in the web of a spider, had been caught in the meshes of sin. The gambling room was his home. Night after night found him at the gamb- ling table or at the bar lifting the red wine, with unsteady hand to his lips which he drank with laughter, and then once more would return to the gambling tables. The morning soon rolled around, and Witherton half dazed with the night of carousal would stagger from the den to his work, and there at his desk, with head resting upon bis hand, and mind wandering to that night of gaiety, dumb- ly would sit with a look of destruction upon his face. His fellow employees in silent wonderment observed his changed manner and in inexplicable silence one nudged another in a questioning way or quietly inquired of a companion as to the reason for the agent ' s strange be- havior; but the secret was locked in Witherton ' s heavy heart, and the key to that secret was in the gambler ' s hand. As Witherton leaned forward on his desk striving in vain to expel the visions of the sinful past, be argued to himself, " what a fool [ am! My sensitiveness is undoubtedly causing comment among the employees of my office; I know they are marking mj ' actions. What I lack is nerve. I lack nerve. I knov»; what I shall do, like an actor I shall strive to speak and to smile as I did before trouble began to oppress me. To thus dissemble is my only hope of overcoming the sus- picions in the minds of those about me. " And so like the guilty Macbeth, he de- termined to seem like the innocent flower and be the serpent under it. The dark hours of night come, and as usual we find him once more in that gambling hell, seated at the faro table. He plays heavy, luck is against him. He loses, but not all. He arises and walks over to the bar where jolly fellows pat him on the back. " Have one with me! " He tips the glasses with his chums, and then turning starts for the table once more. " No! I will not play the green cloth, " he says to himself, " but I ' ll try my luck on the wheel. " He places his money on number five. The wheel spins. The ball drops. He wins. Again he tries on the lucky number. He wins again. He changes the number to nineteen. The white ivory drops. He loses, he loses his all. The jewel upon his finger catches his THE REDWOOD 73 eye. He places the diamond on number ten and v atches the Whitehall go round and round the sphere. His nerves are unsteady. The ball drops. He has lost. With unsteady steps he crosses the room, and passes through the door and is engulfed in the darkness of the bleak November night. JjC Stealthily from out the gloom to the rear of the Wells Fargo building crept a figure. It paused to listen; all seemed well, for again it began slowly and with cat like steps to approach the front door. Reaching the goal safely, it once more paused. Silence enveloped all. The clinking of metal upon metal and the huge front door swung open. Slowly upon hands and knees, the figure en- tered and, as one well acquainted with his ground, made silently towards the safe. Kneeling before the iron struc- ture, it turns the combination to and fro. At last the work is ended for the heavy door swings back upon its hinges. With eager hands and quick di awn breath the kneeling figure takes from its resting place a canvas bag. With the same scrupulous care the safe door is closed and once more bolted. Silent- ly the figure returns to the street. The clink of metal upon metal is once more faintly heard and the shadow steals silently into the darkness from which it came. The clock on the bar room wall marks half past one as the door swings open. Jack Withington stands blinking in the glare of the light. He is changed. His face drawn and white and his eyes bloodshot! With eager steps he crosses to the bar and invites his boon com- panions, gathered there, to have a drink with him. The glasses are filled, and raised for a toast. With a crash With- ington ' s glass falls from his nerveless and shaking fingers to the floor. With a muttered curse he pays his bill and turning around, his eyes fall upon the roulette wheel. He starts ! With slow steps he approaches and sitting down, buys a stack of chips. This time luck is with him, for his pile is quardrupled in fifteen minutes and faster and faster grows the game. The stakes are raised. The pile still increases. At last the limit is removed, and Witherton stakes his all upon a single turn of the wheel. A single whim, a FATE. He grows di zzy and his head swims as he waits and watches for the little ivory ball to come to rest. With effort he arises from the table. He has lost ! Grasping the wall for support he staggers out of a side entrance and iato the blackness of the early morning. jf: ;(; ic :+: sis jf; Shortly after nine o ' clock of the same day, excited groups of men might have been seen standing in the bar rooms, and on the street corners whispering in low eager tones. A rumor was afloat. The Wells Fargo Express oSice had been entered some time during the pre- vious night and five thousand in gold was missing from the safe. The headquarters of the company had 74 THE REDWOOD been notified and detectives were on the way. In the mean time suspicion point- ed here, there and everywhere; but the city officials made no moves or arrests until their actions should be verified and advised by the secret agents of the company. I stood at the Railroad depot a few evenings ago in that great mining camp of Nevada, and watched a man, who was seated on the arm of a seat in the car in which sat his wife and his child. He, in the lighted car, — I, in the shadow of the train, was able to see every motion that showed in his face and to study him as one would a book. In the party was the woman who had brought him into life and she gazed upon his face with a look of love. I knew him as one who was being watched by the officers of the law — who even then were stand- ing ready to mount the train did he fail to leave it ere it started. The bell rang, the father kissed the mother and child and then turned to the aged woman, who throwing her arms around his neck burst into tears. The bell rang: the " all aboard " was shouted and the man, un- folding the woman ' s arms, hastened from the moving train. In the express car ahead, minions of the law, were even then preparing the papers, that on the following day would brand him with the mark of shame and as he — with hanging head — walked from the depot, I saw the man who had followed his footsteps for day, resume his chase. Last night, he, accused of a crime was sleeping in the cell of the city prison. As long as he lives, as long as his mind shall perform its functions, that night will be seared into his brain as a night of misery. He may have sinned, — who has not? Those sins may have found him out, and if they have, he, alone is to blame. Wine, women and cards — these have been his downfall. Once honored and respected, head uplifted, approved by all; and tonight — none to clasp his hand and call him brother. Where are the boon companions? Where the jolly fellows who helped to sing the song of prosperity? Where those who laughed when the sun was shining ere the shadows seemed to fall? None in his hour of sadness and pain. None when the hearty hand clasp or a slap on the back vv ould have meant to him a fortune. They were gone. They were but the friends of the hour, the butterflies of a summer day, who paled and withered when the storms began to gather. I stood beside him when the stern hand of the law grasped his arm; I saw the blood rush to his face and his eyes grow dim. I saw him as he sat before a judge and heard the words uttered that proved to him he was no longer free. Few friends were there and when he asked of those who had known him in his brighter day, to believe in him and trust once again — their voices were dumb. Were that mother here, who a few short hours before had kissed him good- THE REDWOOD 75 bye, ere the train whirled away, would she have turned from him? No, and no matter what the verdict of the wise men may be, when all is said and done, the sentence rendered — we still will say " he might have been different for a mother loved him. There was tenderness in the caress that he gave her, and sadness too. and we respect him — still knowing the accusations — for he loved his mother. " We should not be hard on him, but give him every chance possible. Per- haps he was tried in the fire of life and found wanting, and if such be, let us show mercy. H. J. Howard, II. 76 THE REDWOOD fh i " eM md Published Monthly by the Students oe the Santa Clara College The object of the Redzvood is to record our College Doings, to give proof of College Industry and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF Seth T. Heney, ' ii College Notes Alumni Exchanges In the Library Athletics EXECUTIVE BOARD Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii President Alexander T. Leonard, ' io associate editors M. P. Detels, ' i2 Alexander T. Leonard, ' io William C. Talbot, ' 12 Eugene F. Morris, ' id J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12 business manager Seth T. Heney, ' ii ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGER Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents EDITORIAL COMMENT The Portola celebration has come and gone, leaving in its wake a host of hap- py memories. Thoughts of the gallant and portly Don Nicholas Covarrubias, the impos- ing spectacle of the war- ships of the different European and Asiatic Nations resting at anchor on the The Portola bay, brilliantly lighted against the back- ground of the night and assembled to do honor to San Francisco; the hun- dreds of thousands of visitors, the gay revellers, and the flying confetti will linger in our mind for many a long day. Yet aside from these pleasant recollec- tions, the Portola festivities have a more THE REDWOOD 77 serious side. They mean a great deal to San Francisco and her people. A little over three years ago San Francisco, stricken by an earthquake, consumed by a fire, lay in dust and ashes, a pitia- ble sight for the sympathizing eyes of the world. But phoenix like she has arisen from the ruins. The Portola has shown to the admiring gaze of multi- titudes that today San Francisco is greater and grander than ever before. Sixty years ago a band of sturdy pioneers laid on the sand-dunes by the oceanside the foundations of the great city that vi as to be. The Portola has shown that the same enterprising sturdy spirit of their forefathers has descended to the San Franciscans of today. All this and much more has the carnival done for San Francisco. A few weeks ago many of us thought little or nothing of the celebration. We regarded it as a thing of ordinary charac- ter. But how soon we were deceived ! It surprised us completely. Its success surpassed the most sanguine hope of everyone. There is a rumor current now to the eflfect that the Portola Carnival is to be made a yearly event. It is our most sincere wish that this prove true. May the Portola come again next year I And may it surpass in splendor and magnificence the one that has just passed I Thanksgiving Day The festival of Thanksgiving Day towards the end of this month, aptly links our mind with the Portola celebration. From the weeks of unbounded festivity out of which we have emerged, it is evident that we have something in truth to be thankful for. Those even who are. not prone to be over-enthusiastic will admit that we have great, very great reasons to be thankful. Nov , it seems to us in the midst of the rejoicing over the new and greater city, it would not be out of place, nor seem too old-fashioned to suggest that gay San Francisco pause for a moment to look up reverently and lovingly to the Giver of all good gifts and with bowed head and bended knee to thank the kind Creator for all that he has done for us. There was a time not so very long ago — three years ago — when of pleasure- loving San Francisco we could say with the poet, " Z,(7, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and TyreT But a merciful Providence guided us safely through those days of gloom and misery and has given us our present prosperity and wealth. lyCt us not forget those days of trial; they are not plea.sant to contemplate, yet they are instructive, God-sent. It would be too bad for us, ' ' If drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe. ' ' We should remember that we owe all our greatness to His mercy and good- ness, and furthermore that unless God build the house, — yes, and unless He 78 THE REDWOOD rebuild the City — they labor in vain who build it. Let us not then place all our hope and trust in concrete walls and steel cages and fire proof buildings, ' ' For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube aiid iroft shard, " will find in them now as ever, but scanty protection. Let us rather on Thanksgiving Day turn our thoughts from the luxurious, boastful world around us and bow our heads in humility and thanksgiving. Let us prove by deed that San Francisco, great and powerful and wealthy, as it is, has not been too powerful or too wealthy to recognize the one thing necessary: " Still stands thine ancieiit sacrifice An humble and a contrite heart. ' " This is the best thanksgiving and the most pleasing one that we can offer to the Creator, and without it no other is acceptable. In the present number of the Red- wood there are two poems from the pen of our deceased comrade, Norman Buck, ,, . a member of last year ' s Notice T- 1. 1 Ti Freshman class. Be- fore his departure last summer to the vacation from which he never returned, he had left with us several manuscripts which were to be published this semes- ter. VV ' e feel we are doing right in giving to his friends, in the columns of the Redwood, the productions of his noble, sympathetic mind, both because his former writings attracted more than ordinary notice, and because we believe it will please him, even now, to have his poems appear, since, when he was with us in life, the Redwood and all that concerned it, were very close to his heart. Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii. THE REDWOOD 79 It is pleasant once again to sit here in the Sanctum snugly established in the armchair, and with the proper angle for our extremities; it is indeed pleasant to be back again, away from the city, with its grand Portola parades and gaudy pageants, the great crowds and the in- cessant frivolities, to enjoy a pleasant hour in the agreeable company of our exchanges. Of the few reliables that thus far have found their way across tbe plaius and over the mountains to our valley by the Pacific, three have special numbers: The Xavier celebrates the Hudson- Fulton centenaries, the Stylus brings out a Silver Jubilee number, and the Carolinian devotes its efforts to the prince of modern song, Alfred Tennyson. This last especially pleased us. It was a happy thought thus to honor Ten- nyson in his centenary year. Wesuppose that there is no student of literature who has not loved the verse of the great English master, and found inspira- tion therein. What we considered es- pecially happy in this number was an essay linking the names of Catullus and Tennyson. We all know how Tenny- son read the classics and how he was The Carolinian helped thereby. That excellent and kindly critic, the late Edmund Clarence Steadman, has pointed out how the author of the Idyls esteemed Theocritus. But we had somewhat forgotten the friendship of Tennyson for Catullus. A v. riter in the Carolinian presents them to us, hand in hand, " ' the tenderest of Roman poets ' and the tenderest of English poets. " This essay is well done, but it could have been more lengthy to the advantage both of the reader and the author. The space allowed was too limited for ample treatment of such a good theme. There are two other essays on Tennyson — both good. The one story, while keeping the interest of the reader to the end, smacks a little too much of the cynical and the know-it-all to be thoroughly enjoyed. However, this is a good num- ber and reflects credit on those in charge. When the Stylus flitted into the Sanc- tum, togged out in its new dress, we did not at first recognize it, but a second glance settled the matter. The J So this IS Its Jubilee year! We congratulate our sturdy friend on its twenty-fifth birthday, and wish it a long life. There 8o THE REDWOOD is an abundance of good things in this October number. Editorials, well written and opportune; reminiscences of twenty- five years, interesting even to the stranger some thousands of miles away; verse that is good, an imitation of Ten- nyson, " The Passing of Bedivere, " that is excellent. The " Optimist ' s Corner " and the " Stylographs " are the products of mature and cultured minds. What strikes us however in the Stylus is the poorness of arrangement. Notes from Alumni and College and High School, obtrude themselves at haphazard in most unexpected places. What we consider the best poem is on the last pages after the High School Notes. The only story, — and by the way, why not more stories? — though a very good piece of work, has been ostracized to an humble position between various notes. We mention this because we consider it a loss that a magazine containing such excellent matter as the Stylus, should set it off to such poor advantage. The neat cover and the pretty ar- rangement of the Haverfordian always " look good " to us. It is attractive. There is one story, lola, the Sin Eater, a fanci- ful thing — well written. The verse, all of it, is of merit. We quote from it. There is an attempt at humor in the " Episodes in the Life of an Irish Waitress. " We wonder how such a piece of vulgarity found place in the Haver fordiaJt; we think it unworthy of the high ideals we believe this maga- zine strives to maintain. It should never The Haverfordian have been written, but once written, its proper place is the waste basket — and not the pages of a high class magazine. In passing we noticed what we take to be a typographical mistake; ' Gaudimus Igitur " is the caption for an editorial. Should it not be Gaudemv.s Igitur ' i We do not believe in calling attention to slips of this kind — if it be a slip — but somehow or other we are more sensitive to such mistakes in Eatin than in the vernacular. THE STARGAZER He dwells in silence, and the friendly stars Fill the chambers of his soul with peace. He loves the hilltop, and the fading day Finds sunset glows reflected in his eyes. He knows the stars that stud the darkening blue And to his simple heart their silence brings The thoughts that quicken all true gentleness. " The beacons of the night time they " (he says) " To guide the wandering spirit home to God. " — C . D. M. in October Haverfordian. BONUS QUAERENTI ILLUM Clasping the feet of the great Christ that hung Thorn-crowned and racked before the Altar rail. Her moving lips pressed to the cruel nail Struck through his bleeding feet, a woman clung. Above her head the Sacrament lamp swung. Timepiece of Heaven, telling out the tale Of lingering hours when penance can avail. Before God bend the strong pride of the young. Traffic went on outside; for business Admits no god save its own littleness. And most seeks peace where it is vain to search; Within was silence; only I was near. Unworthy witness, while God stooped to hear A woman praying in an empty church. A. E. Baker in Oct. Yale Lit. Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 8i ' 70 While visiting on board the U. S. S. Albany, during the Portola celebration, we had the unexpected pleasure of meeting Rev. Fr. Ses- non, a Santa Clara stu- dent of the Seventies. Father Sesnon, or as the Roster has has it, Lieutenant Sesnon, was on a visit from his ship the U. S. S. Alert, which lay at anchor on our starboard-quarter. Thomas H. Williams A. B. ' 80, Presi- dent of both the New California and the Pacific Coast Jockey Clubs, has pledged himself to open his Em- eryville track about November 10, and thus through the efforts of one of Santa Clara ' s sons, the California turf, for the present at least, is saved from oblivion. Together with every true sportsman and lover of the thorough-bred in California, we join in wishing him the success that his efforts so richly deserve. We heard with regret that Rev. Fr. Bernard J. McKinnon A. B. ' 88, had been transferred from St. Thomas ' 88 ' 80 Aquinas Church of Palo Alto to St. Augustin ' s Church, which is on the boundary be- tween Berkeley and Oakland. While we regret to see Fr. McKinnon leave our vicinity, we naturally feel proud of the honor conferred upon him by the Arch- bishop and join with his late parishion- ers in wishing him the same success in Oakland that crowned his eight years ' pastorate at Palo Alto. The following extract is from the Palo Alto Times and appeared under the heading. All Citizens of Palo Alto Regret Departure of Highly Esteemed Man. " Father McKinnon ' s departure will be most deeply regretted by every citizen of Palo Alto. During his pastorate here he has won the love and respect of all, regardless of what their religious be- liefs may be. He possesses a most kindly disposition, and his acts of charity and helpfulness have been extended to all, wherever need existed. We, his parish- ioners, feel his loss most keenly. The wishes of all attend Father McKin- non, that his new field of work may be 82 THE REDWOOD ' 78 ' 01- ' 07 pleasant and the assurance is extended to him that he will ever be held in grateful remembrance. " At the banquet given by the Knights of Columbus of San Francisco, in cele- bration of Columbus Day, a number of Santa Clarans were present, among them Gen. James F. Smith S. B. ' 77, A. B. ' 78, A. M. ' 79, Ph. D. ' 03, who replied to the toast, " Our State; " Hon. Frank J. Murasky Ph. D. ' 07, whose theme was, " San Francisco; " Edward White A. M. ' 07, State Deputy Supreme Knight of the order, who spoke on the " Knights of Columbus; " and Charles D. South lyitt. D. ' 09, who recited a poem, entitled " Columbus, " and which appears elsewhere in our columns. There is at hand an interesting letter from Manuel Ferreira A. B. ' 09, written in far away Honolulu, and from which we take the liberty of quoting the following loyal sentiment, " My College spirit is as strong as ever and my heart is always with Santa Clara, my Alma Mater. " The following extract is from a letter ' 09 ' 09 by Alexander G. McAdie, M. S. ' 09, to Rev. Father Gleeson, and concerns the degree recently con- ferred upon him. " It is the more gratifying to me because be- stowed for work along meteorological lines. In this particular field so many members of your Order have contributed to the advancement of knowledge. In all parts of the world they have not only carried on faithfully the laborious and routine work of observation; but have also in numerous instances dis- cussed the observations and discovered important relations concerning the laws of storms. Our science is under a great debt to these faithful, disinterested and able men. " Among the recent visitors at the College, were many old boys; we noticed Paul F. Merrill Ex. ' 99, who is engaged in busi- ness in Oakland, August M. Aguirre A. B. ' 07, Arthur Watson, Com. ' 08 and Arthur Shafer Ex. ' 10, erstwhile the College Idol, and now of the New York Americans. Al EX. T. L,KONARD, ' 10. Visitors I ' hoto li Hu-liiKll THE REDWOOD 83 We are now in the middle of the fall term and all activities are going forward rapidly. The football season is at its height and the St. Mary ' s game looms up on the horizon. Fall baseball prac- tice has already commenced and the team looks to be a strong one. A pleas- ant break in the school routine was the Portola vacation which was well appre- ciated and enjoyed. It is to be hoped that the Festival, — and the vacation, will be made an annual event. The short session of the House of Philhistorians commenced on Sept. 17, with Rev. Father Morrissey in the speaker ' s chair. The members at once pro- ceeded to the election of ofl cers. The result: Secretary, J. Ray ' 11; Clerk, E. White ' 12; Treasurer,}. Lindley ' 11; I. ibrarian, R. Bronson ' 12; Assistant, C. Posey ' 11; Sergeant-at-arms, T. McCormick, ' 11; Assistant. J. McDonnell, ' 12. In Father Morrissey, the House has a speaker who will take a personal inter- est in the Representatives and promote spirited debating. House of Philhistorians The months of September and Octo- ber were devoted to the election of new members and debates. The recently elected Representatives are: A. Newlin, ' 11; M. P. Dttels, ' 12; C.Tramutolo, ' 12; J. Wilson, ' 11; R. Hogan, ' 12; Adolph Sutro, ' 12; P. Leake, ' 12; P. Wilcox, ' 10; and F. Blake, ' 11. The subject of debate was, Resolved: That the United States Should Retain Her Position as Second Among the World ' s Great Naval Powers. The affirmative was taken by K. White, ' 12, H. Ganahl, ' 12, and J. Lindley, ' 11, while W. O ' Shaughnessy, ' 11, R. Bron- son, ' 12 ,aDd D. Boone, ' 11, upheld the negative. The speeches were long and eloquent and the spirited debating occu- pied three meetings. On October 16, E. White in a masterly rebuttal wound up the formal debate. This however was followed by an exciting informal debate. The final result was a victory for the affirmative. At a meeting of the Senior Dramatic Club on Oct. 25, the following staflF was 84 THE REDWOOD Senior Dramatic Club appointed by the Director, Mr. Fox, S. J.: Business Manager, E. Lowe, ' lo; Assistant, C. Posey, ' i I ; Stage Man- ager, D. Tadich, ' ii; As- sistant, J. Irillary, ' ii; Assistants on Stage, H. Ganahl, ' 12, C. Skewes, ' 12, M. Skewes, ' 13, H. Gallagher, ' 11, E. White, ' 12, C. Castruccio, ' 13; General Utility, R. Kogan, ' i2; Electrician, Rev. Fr. Bell, Assistant, Mr. Fernandez; Ligbt operator, J. Ray, ' 11; Master of properties, R. Scherzer, ' 12; Assistants A. Newlin, ' 11, L,. O ' Connor, ' 14, B Sargent, ' 13; Press agents, J. Lindley ' II, M. P. Detels, ' 12, R. McCabe, ' II The well known play, " The Bells, ' will be staged on December 6, in the College Theater and will be preceded by sev eral vaudeville acts. " The Bells " has not been staged in this part of the country since the fire, but will be re- membered as the drama in which Henry Irving starred some years ago. The parts have already been assigned and rehearsals are proceeding rapidly. The scenic effects and the opportunity for emotional acting will make this play a great success. The semi-annual picnic of the Sanctu- ary Society was held on Columbus Day. It consisted of a bus ride to Congress Springs and a big spread. Needless to remark, Sanctuary Society both, especially the lat- ter, were thoroughly appreciated. Several candidates are preparing for membership iu the Socie- ty, namely: P. A. McHenry, ' 10, J. Wil- Junior Dramatic son, ' 11, R. Kearney, ' 10, M. P. Detels, ' 12, S. White, ' 13, P. Martin, Eric Talbot, F. Sick, J. C. Cosgrave, H. Watson, E. Raborg, and M. Dwyer. Their initia- tion added enjoyment to a very merry afternoon. The first regular meeting of the Junior Dramatic Society this term was held on September 17. Nearly all of last year ' s members answered to the roll call. . The former director, Mr. - Deeney, S. J., has been succeeded by Mr. White, S.J. The follow- ing members were elected to hold office during the coming year: Vice-Presi- dent, R. Scherzer, ' 13; Secretary, F. Walterstein, ' 13; Treasurer, H. McGow- an, ' 13; Sergeant at arms, F. Warren, ' 13; Librarian, W. Talbot, ' 12. The new officers all made appropriate speeches in which confidence in a good year was expressed. The meeting closed with an address by the new President, Mr. White. On October 6, Mr. Marshall Darrach recited Shakespeare ' s great tragedy, Macbeth, in the Theatre. It was quite a treat and the students Snakesperean , , , . , . thoroughly enjoyed it. Mr. Darrach gave the play entirely from memory, impersonat- ing the different characters. The climax of his great acting came in the banquet scene when, as Macbeth, he sees the ghost of Banquo. Between the scenes, he briefly outlined the plot and indicat- ed the stage setting. His transitions THE REDWOOD 85 were made naturally and easily and his character portrayal was remarkably true. Without the accessories of costume, scenery and music, his vivid elocution held the audience spell-bound through the entire performance. The Student Body has drawn up the following resolutions on the death of Mervyn Shafer: , . Whereas. Almighty Resolutions - j • tt- • £ ■ . God in His infinite wis- dom and goodness has seen fit to call to his eternal reward our esteemed fellow- student and companion, Mervyn S. Shafer, and. Whereas, The deceased while in our midst won the love and respect of all by his modesty of character and by his spirit of true Christian Manhood, and Whereas, The loss of so dear a friend and comrade has plunged our whole College into the deepest grief, therefore be it Resolved, That all College activities be suspendtd until after the day of his burial; and moreover be it Resolved, That we, the Student Body of Santa Clara College, extend to the bereaved parents and family our most heartfelt sympathy in this their sore affliction; and be it Further Resolved, That these res- olutions be recorded in the minutes of our Student Body, that they be pub- lished in the Redwood magazine, and that a copy of the same be sent to his parents. C Hardin N. Barry Committee -j Daniel J. Tadich (r. B. Camarillo M. P. Detels, ' 12. 86 THE REDWOOD ' " it The first two months of the football season have slowly flitted away taking in their flight ail but the lingering remembrances of well earned and hard fought victories of the Crimson and White fifteen and defeats where the players of Santa Clara went down fight- ing. At present the Varsity is in the best shape it has thus far exhibited. The four days ' sojourn at " Manresa by the Sea " benefitted the squad greatly. Daily workouts under Coach McKenzie ' s skil- ful guidance, long tramps, bathing in the briny deep and breathing the health giving air of the Pacific, have brought the team to its present degree of eiflciency. With the return of the unfortunately injured to the fold once again, with the team in grand shape physically, and Coach McKenzie busily engaged in per- fecting his Rugby machine, the fans of Santa Clara need not rest uneasy re- garding the outcome of the two big games of the year, the University of the Pacific and the St. Mary ' s College. Stanford FresKmen 22, Santa Clara O The cardinal Babes were too trouble- some for Santa Clara ' s youthful fifteen to conquer and thus while Santa Clara was always on the lookout for an oppor- tunity to score, the Babes were busily engaged in adding another victory, and the second one of the season over Santa Clara, to their unbroken string. Eleven points were scored in each period of play. The freshmen backs passed fast and accurately and the heavy forwards worked well in the scrum and in the loose. Thoburn was the Babes ' star. He .scored three tries, besides being in nearly all the plays of the backfield. Santa Clara dug hard from the begin- ning to the end of the game to lose by being outweighed and outclassed. The Crimson and White forwards worked well, particularly Captain Jarrett and THE REDWOOD 87 Ford. The backs were weak at tackling. Barbour ' s nifty work was the backfield feature. We append no line-up as the number of those trying out was considerable. Santa Clara 16, California FresKmen B October ninth, nineteen nine, will always be a gala date in Santa Clara ' s Football Calendar. On the afternoon of that day at California Field for the first time in the Rugby history of Santa Clara, her Crimson and White warriors easily conquered the freshmen defenders of the blue and gold of California. On two other occasions had a Santa Clara fifteen fought nobly against the Babes but unvictoriously, the third occasion however had its charm and victory which had heretofore been hovering about the blue and gold now rests on a banner of Crimson and White. To enumerate the brilliant luminaries of the battle is no easy task. Every Santa Clara man knew what he was on the gridiron for, and with that thought foremost in his mind, so fought. The sensational converting of tries from diffi- cult angles of the field by Reams, the close hounding of the pigskin by Cap- tain Jarrett and Tramutolo, and the work of McKenzie, Barbour and Detels of the backs, were clever features of the Santa Clara performers. Morris, the freshmen center three quarter, was the losers ' star. His passing was good and he had the consolation of scoring the Babes ' single try. The first point-making of the game occurred in the opening half, Jarrett grabbing the oval after a dribbling rush by the Santa Clara forwards and passing it to Barbour on California ' s twenty-five yard line. The speedy back carried the ball over for three points. At his effort at converting, with the pigskin nearly within the touch line. Reams sent the spheroid sailing between the goal posts, — a kick as excellent as any that had ever been made at California. The Babes ' score was made in the first half. The freshmen forwards dribbled the ball from near the center of the field to the twenty-five yard line where Morris received it on a pass and scored. Halfback Martin converted mak- ing the score five in all the first half. Santa Clara added three tries to their score in the second period of fight. Soon after the kick-off the first score was made. The Santa Clara backs by a long passing rush carried the ball well into freshmen territory. McKenzie re- ceived it from a scrum formation and ploughed his way over the line. Reams converted from a hard angle. The next try was scored by Tramutolo who fell on the ball as it was dribbled over the goal line by Santa Clara forwards. The attempt at converting was unsuccessful. The last try was easily made by Reams. Gallagher shot him the ball near the Babes ' line and without any opposition he placed it between the posts. To complete his great day ' s work he con- verted, making the final score eighteen to five with Santa Clara on the happy end. SANTA CLARA ' S LINEUP Forwards — Hogan, J. Degnan, H. Barry, Roberts, Ford, Tramutolo, Cap- 88 THE REDWOOD tain Jarrett, Tadich. Halfback — Galla- gher. Five-eights — Smith, Dooling. Three-quarters — Barbour, Reams, Mc- Kenzie, McHenry, Porterfield. Full- back — Detels. Santa Clara 3 Palo A.lto O Playing against a high school i5fteen that has no peer in this neck of the woods and one that had held the unde- teated Stanford Freshmen, once, to a tie and again to a low score, and that had to its credit a victory over the Cali- fornia Freshmen — the football men of Santa Clara earned congratulations when they routed such an opponent. The game was interesting both from the players ' and spectators ' standpoint. The rival teams were nearly equal in weight and every inch of ground was stubbornly contested. An abundance of ginger, dribbling, and long and short kicks to touch were thrown into the fray. For some time the leather would rest in Santa Clara ground, then again it would be in High School territory. It was a defensive game throughout, very little of the play centering about the middle of the battle ground. A series of dribbling rushes by the College forwards in the first half brought the ball over the line where Captain Jarrett grabbed it, scoring the only and winning try of the game. " Reliable " Reams sent the pigskin sail- ing over the bar from a troublesome position and five points were Santa Clara ' s. The forwards of both fifteens starred. Of the backs the booting of Palo Alto ' s full and of McKenzie was commendable. The game was fought out on Sodality Field. XKe Second Xeam This years ' second varsity thus far has traveled right royally down the road of triumph. i t the present writ- ing four games have been played and four victories recorded. Twice the Day Scholars ' fifteen succumbed be- fore the onslaught of Captain Boles ' " Colts, " by scores of three to nothing and six to five respectively. Twice the Mountain View High School team was defeated, the first game resulting in a fourteen to nothing victory, and the second encounter in a six to five triumph. Captain Boles, Manager Irilarry, Cas- truccio, McHenry, J. Barnard, and O ' Connor are putting up a splendid article of Rugby. Manager Irilarry has a number of games scheduled, the most important two being with the second team of St. Mary ' s College, one contest to take place in Oakland, the other on Santa Clara ' s Sodality Field. ScKedule CK n es Out of respect to the memory of Mervyn Shafer who for two years played on Santa Clara ' s Rugby Varsity, the game scheduled with the California Freshmen for September twenty-ninth was called off. The Barbarians were played October thirtieth instead of November sixth. The result of this interesting combat was three all. A further account will be given in the December Redwod. J. MORRIN McDoNNELt, ' l2. THE REDWOOD -R COATS BA MIMC @ UITS AiriLEIS FOR AI,I OCCASIONS Underwear Hosiery Corner Post and Grant Avemie, San Francisco ♦- -« -»-♦-♦-«-»-♦- T. F. SOURISSEAU JEWELER 3 So ith First Street San Jose, Cal. vcy %al Estate and Insasratiee Call and see us if you want any thing in our line Franklin Street, next to Bank Santa Clara, Cal. A. G. SPALDING BROS. 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V You pay for the satisfactory style, wear and ® A jfit and we propose to see that you get it. a We commend to your attention our line of Sophomore Clothes ? 9 A There are no clothes that we know of that will so nearly meet ® 9 your ideas of what good clothes really ought to be. | I Prices, $18.00 to $35.00 i I THAD. W. HOBSON CO. i } 16-18-20-22 West Santa Clara St. San Jose, Cal. ® Founded 1851 Incorporated 1858 Accredited by State University 1900 College Notre Dame Courses:—! SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA KlFTy-SECOND YEAR Collegiate, Preparatory, Commercial Intermediate and Primary Classes for Younger Children Founded 1899 NotFe DaiTie Conservatory of Music Awards Diplomas Apply for Terms to Sister Superior WE SELL Groceries, Hardware and Crockery HOME UNION Corner Market aod Post Streets, San Jose, Cal. Telephone, Private Exchange 123 J. G. ROBINSON PHARMACIST Pierce Block Santa Clara, Cal. 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P. Detels, ' 12 Maurice T. Dooling, Jr., ' op Norman Buck, ' 12 Lawrence O ' Connor Majirice T. Dooling, Jr., ' op Adolph G. Sutro, ' 12 R. D. Murphy, ' 12 Chris. A. Degnan ' 12 89 90 95 96 103 108 118 119 121 122 129 131 133 136 139 Nace Printing Co. : Santa Clara, Cal. J - ■ ) o w o . S ? crq • rD " td o f « O o w o I— I Q td o fa ?1 o n o w N Entered Dec. i8, igo2. at Santa Clara, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March 3, li-jg. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., DECEMBER, 1909. No. 3 THE DOVES (from the FRENCH OF THEOPHII,S GAUTISR) jc yonder hillside where ihe 3iiJl graves lie Jlises, a tufi of reen, a paJm-iree fair; hiiher ihe doves ai evening will fly 0 pause, and hover, and take shelter ihere. ui scarce has mornin£ dawned ere they have flown, caiiered across ihe asure sky, pure white, Jxike Jewels from a broken necklace sir own, ill on some distant housetop they alight. ojjly soul is such a tree. cg?i evening hite troops of foolish visions settle on y spirit, from ihe heavens fluttering; ui with the earliest sunlight they are $onel . .floolin , S)r., ' 09. 90 THE REDWOOD AN IDYL or TUIL WEST T was the twenty-fourth of June in the long remembered year of eigh- teen hundred and seventy-six. The Seventh Cavalry was bivouacked for the last time before that fateful day in the valley of the Rosebud. Sid Williams and Charlie Summers, brother lieuten- ants, were seated upon the ground some distance away from their companions engaged in a low toned conversation- They were friends bound to each other by more than ordinary ties. Both were sad, yet in some mysterious manner each seemed to be comforted by the other ' s presence as they sat there together in the cool silence of the summer night. But a short month ago they had quarreled. Both loved the same girl. Then came the night upon which she had made her choice and yielded to Charlie Summers. For some reason the engagement was kept secret. A week passed smoothly by. The night before which the com- mand was to start on a campaign against the Indians, arrived. Sid called to see Mazie to pay her a farewell visit. He and Charlie had originally intended to go together, but the latter had been uu avoidably delayed and nothing loth, Sid had come alone. There in the soft twilight behind the sheltering screen of trailing vines that curtained the low veranda, he had asked her for her hand in marriage. " I hate to hurt your feelings, Sid, but — I — I ' ve made my choice already. " Taken unawares she made a bad job of it. Then seeing the look that crossed his face, she went on. " There now, don ' t take it that way. I like you very much, but not that way. " For a moment he sat there stunned by the blow. She had been so kind to him that he imagined all along that she had loved him. " Who ' s — th — the lucky one? " he stammered awkwardly. Caught off his guard he grasped for straws and blun- dered deeper. " Charlie, " was the low but firm re- sponse. " Charlie! " His best friend gone and cut the very ground from beneath his feet ! The awful significance of her words dawned upon him in a flood of anger and resentment. " You ' ve made your choice. — Perhaps you ' ve made a bad mistake. — Time will teil. " liis voice was low and tense. Steely anger glittered in his eyes. He chose his words heedlessly, regardless of consequences. He was angry not so much at her but at Charlie. Mazie was silent. His words and the tone of his voice hurt her, but she knew the man with whom she was dealing. She knew how the knowledge of her engagement to Charlie stung him to the quick, so she said nothing and waited, thinking it better to leave him alone un- til he cooled down a bit. " I — guess — I ' d better go, " he said as THE REDWOOD 91 lie rose to his feet, externally himself again. She stood up and faced him. Her eyes were moist in sympathy. " Sid, " she began, " you ' ve been a brother to me. I didn ' t think you thought of me in that way. I ' m sorry I hurt you. I didn ' t mean to and I want us to part as friends. " He saw clearer now and for the mo- ment his eyes softened as fighting back his sorrow and despair he answered, " I ' m sorry for what I ' ve just said and wish you would try and forget this night. " And though he spoke in the same tone that he would have used in discussing the qualities of a horse she knew that he meant every word of it. She stretched out her hand and as he clasped it in his own, she spoke, " I ' ll think of you always, Sid, as the big brother that you ' ve been and will be. ' ' For a moment he held her hand in the little vine-wreathed opening at the top of the steps, his tall lithe form out- lined against the fading sky, his troubled spirit softened by the sound of her voice. " Good-bye! " he simply answered and turning, he walked down the steps and out into the falling night, his mind aflame with conflicting emotions, resentment and jealous anger predominating. Mazie stood leaning against a vine- clad post at one side of the opening, watching his disappearing form. She smiled sadly and turned to go back to her seat. She started involuntarily, for there at the end of the veranda facing her was Charlie. He had come up the back steps and had got into a position where retreat meant discovery. " My! but you gave me a surprise. I didn ' t hear you come up the steps, " she exclaimed. " No, " he answered with a smile. " I guess I ' m doomed to be a scout at this rate. " For a long while they sat on the porch in silence. At last Charlie spoke, " Sis, " he said, " I ' ll always think of poor Sid as he stood there holding your hand, with his back to the red sky. The beaten conqueror refusing in his soul to admit defeat. " " You saw it all then? " she asked in confusion. " No, only the last part. I was an un- willing witness. I couldn ' t go back without making my presence known, but I ' m glad now that it ' s over and that he took it as he did. Give him a mouth and he ' ll recover. Poor Sid, we ' ve been chums ever since we could talk. Lord ! but I pity him. I wish this had never happened. " " So do I, " she sadly answered. " Well, " he went on, " it can ' t be helped now. The regiment takes the field tomorrow to round up the hostiles and we expect a very lively time of it. I suppose about half of us will get shot up, " " It ' s not that bad, is it? " Mazie asked her eyes wide open, forgetting her gloomy thoughts in the face of new- born fears. " Well no, — hardly, " he replied, smil- ing inwardly at the way she had uncon- sciously struck at the bait and switched 92 THE RKDWOOD the conversation into brighter channels. The next day he and Sid had met. The upshot was a quarrel. Charlie re- ceived a severe drubbing at Sid ' s hands, but somehow the bruises did not seem to hurt nor was there any ill feeling in his heart after it was over. For a month they did not speak. Sid drank the cup of despair to the very dregs. Then his sorrow gradually abated and he saw things in their true light once more. Charlie wasn ' t to blame after all. He was sorry that he had quarreled with him and he wanted to make up, but he could not find the necessary courage. That very morning by some kind act of Providence they had met face to face. Sid saw the pity- ing look in Charlie ' s eyes and from that moment on they were friends and when the evening had come they had drawn aside from their companions to have a chat in peace; and thus we had found them when our story opened. The stars burnt brightly in a cloudless sky. The occasional distant yelp of a coyote, the low buzz of conversation from the scattered groups of soldiers, the muffled stamping of the horses and the irregular clink of steel together with the almost inaudible tramp of the senti- nels, were the only sounds that broke the intense silence of the night. The flow of their conversation waned. Both were thinking of the battle that would probably take place in the next few days. Charlie thought of the girl who loved him, back at the edge of the settle- ments. How would she take it if he fell? Not so with Sid. T (e thought of Mazie with a twinge of pain. What if he was killed ! No mother or sisters would weep for him. For the moment despair again seized him and he hoped that death would be his fate. Then pride came to his aid. He was a man. Was this the thought of a man or a coward? No! he would come through alright if it was only to spite romance. He ' d forget this in time. Perhaps it was all for the best. Maybe in the near future he ' d fall in love with another girl. He didn ' t think so now, but stranger things had hap- pened before, and with that he shook off his melancholy mood and twisted into another position, with a cheerful smile upon his face. Even as he did so, Charlie who had been watching him intently for some moments spoke. " Well Sid, think there ' ll be a fight day after tomorrow? " " Yes, maybe sooner. We must be getting pretty near their village now. For my part the sooner it comes the better, " he eagerly replied. " Same sentiments here, " Charlie re- turned. " Think you ' ll be in on it, Charlie? " He laughed at the very thought for his chum ' s troop much to his disgust had the duty of guarding the ammunition train. " To tell the truth I have grave doubts, but I hope to be. Honest now, haven ' t I had the most infernal bad luck? Why Sid, there isn ' t enough speed in any five of those mules to outfit a respectable mud turtle. " THE REDWOOD 93 " They are slow, " his companion drawled with a smile, for the grim humor of the situation appealed to him. " Sid, " Charlie went on, " the boys have tried everything except their swords without getting even an extra mile out of them and I ' ll make it part of my business to see that they try them as a last resource. Behind Benteen ' s back of course, though I don ' t think he ' d kick. Somehow he very rarely looks behind when he ' s in a hurry. " " I think he ' d countenance anything to get speed out of those mules, at any rate he did when I was under him, " the lucky one responded. " Know any sure remedy? " the other asked despairingly. " Yes — one, " Sid mused. " What is it? " his comrade snapped, brightening perceptibly. " Well, when I was back in God ' s country there was a saying that if you want a thing done well, do it yourself. The same holds good here, so turn your mules loose and pack the ammunition yourself. " " You make me sick, " Charlie growled in despair. " Why I thought you really did have a solution for my problem — Well, " he continued after a pause, " I guess we ' d better be moving if we want to get any sleep at all. " " You ' re right, Charlie, I had quite forgotten that we move at midnight, " Sid answered as they rose to go. ' ' And by the way be sure and look me up tomorrow night — living or dead. " He laughed nnisically. Why he had ut- tered those last words he did not know. " Sure old fellow! trust me. " And his companion laughed in turn. " Charlie, let ' s shake on the wish for a nice little battle in the near future open to all concerned. " And for a moment, they stood there with hands joined be- neath the silent stars. Then they parted, unknowingly for- ever, for on the morrow, Sid Williams and his troop rode with Custer into the valley of the shadow from which no man returned. It was early Autumn. Charlie Sum- mers was seated once more upon the little vine-draped veranda watching the sunset while he waited for Mazie ' s ap- pearance. Only that morning he had arrived at the Post with a detachment of troops from the scene of Custer ' s tragic defeat and death. Even as he sat there the events of the past few months passed in review before his mind. He saw again the bloody battle-field on the Little Big Horn where he had found the mangled body of his friend lying where he had fallen upon the blood-steeped earth. A low rustle of dresses and light foot- steps approaching disturbed his reverie and as he rose to his feet the door opened and Mazie came joyfully to greet him. A few moments later when things had quieted down a bit s he started a sorrow- ful inquisition. " When I asked yon about Sid this morning you fenced with my questions. There ' s no one to interfere now and I want to know. " 94 THE REDWOOD Charlie intended to tell her but his nerve failed him, so he answered, " he went with Custer. " " You know more. Tell me all, " she sadly ordered. He replied slowly with an effort. " I found him lying face down upon a pile of empty cartridges in a little water gully with a broken sword still in his hand. He was one of the silent ring about Custer on the bluffs above the lyittle Big Horn. His face had the same set smile that you saw upon it the last time you parted. " " Is that all? " she asked, apparently unmoved. " I found this in his pocket. " And Charlie somewhat emboldened, opened and handed her a small note book, the covers of which were stained the dull brown color of dried blood. The letters of the hastily scrawled note that confronted her were blurred and she read with difficulty: " Charlie, goodbye. Will never es- cape alive. Keep all that belongs to me. Be good to her and say goodbye for me. So long. Sid. " As she made them out, silent tears trickled down her face and she mur- mured, " poor Sid. He was partly right. Time did tell. " Norman Buck, ' 12 THE REDWOOD 95 EL CARMEL (the secularization of the CALIFORNIA MISSIONS BEGAN IN 1833) ' TIS twilight at the mission of " El Carmel by the Sea " , And the mission bells are ringing with a plaintive melody; The good Franciscan Padres lift their toil worn hands in prayer, As the Angelus chimes sweetly on the balmy evening air. Sorrowfully, sadly, with a slow reluctant tread. They leave their daily labor and return w ith downcast head. They gain the old brown chapel, and on bended knees they pray : " Thy Will be done, O Christ! Thou commandest, we obey. " The frugal meal is ended and the moon is at its height. Bathing the ancient buildings in its beams of silver light. The last night in El Carmel and a weight is on each heart, Ere the sun shines on the morrow from this land they must depart. And now in the Pacific sinks once more the golden sun; The moon appears far in the East, another day is done. But the mission bells are silent, for the Padres are no more; And the moonbeams glance through windows on the dusty empty floor. M. P. Detels, ' 12. 96 THE RED WOOD BRilT HARTi: ,NE of the most noticeable cbar- acteristics of the human race is its reverence for the past. No age can be so perfect as not to lend itself to unfavorable comparison with that more or less problematically blissful period poetically styled " the golden days of yore. " He was a wise poet who sang that ' ' Distance lends enchant to the view. " It is said by archaeologists that the earliest cuneiform inscriptions that have ever been discovered to the eye of science speak regretfully of the " good old days! " It is not surprising then that the his- tory of the California pioneers should be invested with a halo of romance. Those rugged adventurers, although if truth be told they were a pretty shady lot, never- theless exhibited a hardihood of spirit, a picturesqueness of individuality, above all a bigness of achievement that lends itself readily to idealization. We are too apt to remember the forty-niner for his deed alone, forgetting that he was after all at best only an adventurer, at worst oftener a fugitive from justice. His was an age when character ruled and the strongest was not always tbe best; and yet that age is comparable to no other so well as to that celebrated in the epic poetry of that blind Grecian bard whose heroes strove with gods around the walls of Troy. Cast like those pagans of old in heroic mould, his virtues were often great, his faults were frequently greater. His history does not always make a pretty story, but it is a history of men. A new country, almost a virgin wilderness, of unsurpassed natural beau- ties, peopled by a race of adventurers, picturesque in language and habits, strong and elemental in temperament and emotions, and characterized by a sort of rugged honesty, and above all a ready sympathy that went far to offset a general looseness in moral tone — this was early American California. Here was a fertile field for the story-teller ' s art; and here it was that the genius of Bret Harte grew and ripened. It vv as here that it found its full expression. Francis Bret Harte was born in 1839, at Albany, N. Y. After a common school ed- ucation he came to California when a boy of only seventeen years and tried, first school teaching, and later mining, with indifferent success. But it is through such failures as these that the Muses turn the feet of their chosen ones into the paths of their destiny; for it was during this time that the youthful Bret was observing at close range those characters and incidents which he after- wards celebrated in his finest and most characteristic writings. It was at this time also that his name sufi ' ered that decapitation which left him simply Bret Harte. The superfluously euphonious Francis could not long endure in a laud of " Poker Flats " and " Murder ' s Bars. " In 1868 he published " The Luck of THE REDWOOD 97 Roaring Camp " in the newly founded Overland Monthly of which he had been made the editor. So instantaneous and unmistakeat)le was the success of this sketch that Brete Harte, like the un- happy Lord Byron, " awoke one morn- ing to find himself famous. " In 1 871 he went to New York where he became a regular contributor to the Atlantic Monthly. From 1878 when he was appointed U. S. Consul at Crefeld, Ger- many, until his sudden death in London in 1902, he resided continuously abroad. This in brief is the life of a self adopted son who has deserved well of California. For if Bret Harte was for- tunate to find in California expression for his genius, Calfornia was no less fortunate in having for her interpreter Bret Harte. His writings have preserved for us an age " of which, " as he himself has somewhere written, " probably the best that can be said is that it exists no longer; " and yet he has painted it with such a loving hand, with such sympathy for its shortcomings, with such an eye to its beauties, and above all with such freshness and ready humor, that we cannot help but realize how great would have been our loss had he not preserved it for us with his pen. Some of his descriptions of that rude life are masterpieces of their kind. Take, for example, the opening paragaph of " Tennesee ' s Partner. " " I do not think that we ever knew his real name. Our ignorance of it cer- tainly never gave us any social in- convenience; for at Sandy Bar in 1854 most men were christened anew. Some- times these appellatives were derived from some peculiarity of dress, as in the case of ' Dungaree Jack; ' or from some peculiarity of habit, as shown in ' Sale- ratus Bill, ' so called from an undue proportion of that chemical in his daily bread; or for some unlucky slip, as exhibited in ' The Iron Pirate, ' a mild, inoffensive man, who earned that bale- ful title by his unfortunate mispro- nounciation of the term, ' iron pyrites. ' Or this other characteristic passage from " The Luck of Roaring Camp. " " The assemblage numbered about a hundred men. One or two of these were actual fugitives from justice, some were criminal, all were reckless. Phys- ically they exhibited no indication of their past lives or character. The great- est scamp had a Raphael face, with a profusion of blonde hair; Oakhurst, a gambler, had the melancholy air and in- tellectual abstraction of a Hamlet; the coolest and most courageous man was scarcely over five feet in height, with a soft voice and an embarassed, timid manner. The term ' roughs ' applied to them was a distinction rather than a definition. Perhaps in the minor de- tails of fingers, toes, ears, etc., the camp may have been deficient, but these slight omissions did not detract from their aggregate force. The strongest man had but three fingers on his right hand; the best shot had but one eye. " It might appear to the casual reader from the quotations just given that the interest in his work depends less upon Harte ' s genius than upon the novelty 98 THE REDWOOD of the life which he described. Certain- ly we must not forget, in estimating his true worth, that he had the rare good fortune to break new ground. There was in thai t-hockins -ly picturesque civilization — or lack of it, if you prefer — enough of the unusual and the bizarre to create in itself more than a stir of in- terest and amusement. But we must remember as well that the genius of Harte was quick to recognize the true worth of this life and to seize upon it; and in the last analysis it will be found that his popularity and success depend, not so much on the novelty of the life he describes, as upon the merits of his own art and genius. What are the qualities that go to make up this genius? Certainly one of the most apparent as well as one of the most important is his ready and perva- sive sense of humor. This humorous touch is traceable in great part to the early powerful influence of Dickens. Indeed, several of his comic characters, among them the familiar figure of Colonel Starbottle, are evident imitations in method and treatment of the great English novelist. But much of Harte ' s humor, and this by far the better part, is his own. It is worthy of more than passing mention that the character of " Truthful James, " that veracious liar into whose mouth Mr. Harte has put many of his humorous metrical narra- tives, among them the famous " Heathen Chinee, " is unmistakeably his own creation. At his best Bret Harte ' s humor is of the highest order and he never falls to the level of a mere jester. Humor with him is seldom a motif. He uses it only as a means to an end, to point a moral or adorn a tale. " The " Rose of the Tuolomne " has re- turned from a dance and is " calmly go- ing to bed. " Two chairs are already filled with " delicate enwrappings and white confusion " and the young lady is clad in " that one formless garment that makes all women equal. " She is dis- turbed in her maidenly revery by a sudden knock on the door. Observe how delightfully Bret Harte treats the scene that follows. " A knock at the door surprised her. In another moment she had leaped into bed, and, with darkly frowning eyes, from its secure recesses demanded, ' Who ' s there? ' An apologetic murmur on the other side of the door was the response. ' Why, father, is that you? ' There were further murmurs, affirma- tive, deprecatory, and persistent. ' Wait, ' said the Rose. She got up, unlocked the door, leaped nimbly into bed again, and said, ' Come. ' The door opened timidly. The broad, stooping shoulders and grizzled head of a man past the middle age appeared; after a moment ' s hesitation a pair of large, diflBdent feet, shod with canvas slippers, concluded to follow. When the apparition was complete it closed the door softly, and stood there — a very shy ghost indeed, with apparently more than the usual spiritual indisposition to begin a conversation. The Rose re- sented this impatiently, though I fear not altogether intelligently: THE REDWOOD 99 ' Do, father, I declare! ' ' You was abed, Jinny, ' said Mr. M ' Closky, slowly, glancing with a singu- lar mixture of masculine awe and paternal pride upon the two chairs and their contents. ' You was abed, and ondressed! ' I was. ' ' Surely, ' said Mr. M ' Closky, seating himself on the extreme edge of the bed, and painfully tucking his feet away under it, — ' surely. ' After a pause he rubbed a short, thick, stumpy beard, that bore a general resemblance to a badly worn blacking-brush, with the palm of his hand, and went on, ' You had a good time. Jinny? ' ' Yes, father. ' " Then after some painfully forced con- versation his true mission unfolds itself. " He paused again and then said, ' Jinny? ' ' Yes, father. ' ' You ' se in bed and ondressed? ' ' Yes. ' ' You couldn ' t, ' said Mr. M ' Closky, glancing hopelessly at the two chairs and slowly rubbing his chin, — ' you couldn ' t dress yourself again, could yer? ' ' Why, father? ' ' Kinder get yourself into them things again? ' he added hastily. ' Not all of ' em, you know, but some of ' cm. Not if I helped you? — sorter stood by and lent a hand now and then with a strap or a buckle, or a necktie, or a shoe- string, ' he continued, still looking at the chairs, and evidently trying to boldly familiarize himself with their contents. ' Are you crazy, father? ' demanded Jinny, suddenly sitting up with a por- tentous switch of her yellow mane. Mr. M ' Closky rubbed one side of his beard, which already had the appear- ance of having been quite worn away by that process, and faintly dodged the question. ' Jinny, ' he said, tenderly stroking the bedclothes as he spoke, ' this yer ' s what ' s the matter. Thar is a stranger downstairs — a stranger to you, lovey, but a man ez I ' ve knowed a long time. He ' s been here about an hour, and he ' ll be here until fower o ' clock, when the up stage passes. Now I wants you, Jinny, dear, to get up and come down stairs and kinder help me pass the time with him. It ' s no use. Jinny, ' he went on gently raising his hand to deprecate any interruption, — ' it ' s no use, he won ' t go to bed! He won ' t play keerds; whiskey don ' t take no effect on him. Ever since I knowed him he was the most unsatisfactory critter to hev round ' — ' What do you hev him round for then? ' interrupted Miss Jinny sharply. Mr. M ' Closky ' s eyes fell. ' Kf he hadn ' t kem out of his way tonight to do me a good turn, I wouldn ' t ask ye. Jinny. I wouldn ' t, so help me! But I thought ez I couldn ' t do anything with him, you might come down and sorter fetch him, Jinny, as you did the others. ' " Miss Jinny dismisses the question with her usual directness. " I ' ll be down in a few moments, father, " she said after a pause, " but don ' t say anything to him about it — don ' t say I was abed. " Mr. M ' Closky ' s face beamed. " You lOO THE REDWOOD was allers a ,s:ood girl, Jinny, " he said. He rose suddenly, and walked toward the door. When he reached it he turned, and in his old, deprecatory man- ner, said, " Don ' t be long. Jinny, ' ' smiled and vanished from the head downward, his canvas slippers asserting themselves resolutely to the last. " This passage is nearly all pure humor, and yet the story is not a humorous one. It concerns itself for the most part with tragedy and contains two attempted murders and an avenging death. BretHarte uses his humor — if I may be permitted so homely a simile — in much the same way that the drum- mer tells his funny stories to sell his goods, but with this difference, that with Bret Harte the humor is a part of " the goods. " Another trick that he seems to have caught from Dickens is his clever delin- eation of character. But here their methods are directly opposite. Where Dickens is wordy and diffuse, building his characters slowly and with minute- ness of detail, Harte is brief and terse, drawing his men and women with a few bold firm strokes and letting them work out their own destinies for themselves. Here it is that the genius of Harte is most apparent; for here he gives evi- dence of that wide capability of sugges- tion which is the most chai;acteristic quality of his work. He can paint a perfect picture without employing an unnecessary word and this, coupled with an unusual facility for rapid narration, has made him essentially a short-story writer. This wide suggestiveness is nowhere more charmingly displayed than in the dialectical poem that follows. " JIM. " Say there! P ' r ' aps Some of you chaps Might know Jim Wild? Well, — no offense; Thar ain ' t no sense In gittin ' riled! Jim was my chum Upon the bar; That ' s why I come Down from up yar, Lookin ' for Jim. Thank ye sir! Vou Ain ' t of that crew, — Blest if you are! Money? Not much; That ain ' t my kind; I ain ' t no such. Rum? I don ' t mind, Seeiu ' it ' s you. Well, this yer Jim, — Did you know him? Jes ' bout your size; Same kind of eyes; — Well, that is strange! Why, it ' s two year Since he came here, Sick, for a change. Well, here ' s to us; Eh? The h — you say! Dead? That little cuss? What makes you star ' , You over thar? Can ' t a man drop ' S glass in yer shop But you must r ' ar? It wouldn ' t take D — d much to break You and your bar. THE REDWOOD lOI Dead! Poor — little — Jim! Why there was me, Jones, and Bob Lee, Harry, and Ben, — No-account men; Then to take him! Well, that — good-by — No more, sir — I — Eh? What ' s that you say? Why, dern it! — sho! — No? Yes! By Joe! Sold! Sold! Why, you limb. You ornery, Derned old. Long-legged Jim. Besides illustrating excellently this quality of suggestiveness, I consider the above quoted poem to be representative of Bret Harte ' s best work in verse. Al- though his published poems make a fair sized volume there are not over half a dozen of them, nearly all of these in dialect, that deserve to live. For Bret Harte is no poet and I doubt vi hether he ever seriously considered himself one. He is cramped and hampered by metrical form and the charm of his best poems comes not from any poetical beauty or merit of versification, but rather in spite of the poetical form from the racy originality and humor of his composition. Neither is he capable of the sustained efifort that marks the v ork of the novelist. His field is the short- story and in that alone is he fully at home. Even in this he did not live up to his early promise. His best work, is his early work and it is upon that little group of sketches by which he first won fame that the fame which he won must rest. " The Luck of Roaring Camp, " " Mig- gles, " " Tennessee ' s Partner, " " An Idyl of Red Gulch, " and probably the most perfectly finished of them all, " The Outcasts of Poker Flat " — here is the finest expression of his genius, a genius which, undoubtedly narrow, neverthe- less made him the acknowledged master in his own field. Even with his chosen field, however, some people have found fault, claiming not without some show of reason that in his stories he has dwelt unnecessari- ly upon t he immoral and the sinful. Certainly his men and women, most of them, belong to a class that you or I would be loth to accept for our associ- ates. At the same time we must bear in mind that for the most part Harte was writing of the things which he had seen and that he seldom fails to discover the good qualities of even the roughest of his diamonds. He himself felt the need for some explanation and so he wrote in a preface to his works that he knew of no more outrageous Cant than the Cant of " Too Much Mercy " and that until proven in the wrong he would continue, " reverently and humbly to conform to the rules laid down by the Great Poet who created the parable of the ' Prodigal Son ' and the ' Good Samaritan ' . " In this same preface he has also written: " The author h as been fre- quently asked if such and. such incidents were real, — if he had ever met such and such characters. To this he must re- turn the one answer, that in only a single instance was he conscious of 102 Tun REDWOOD drawing purely from his imagination and fancy for a character and a logical succession of incidents drawn therefrom. A few weeks after his story was pub- lished, be received a letter, authentical- ly signed, correcting some of the mhior details of his facts ( ), and enclosing as corroborative evidence a slip from an old newspaper, wherein the main inci- dent of his supposed fanciful creation was recorded with a largeness of state- ment that far transcended his powers of imagination. " At first sight then Bret Harte would seem to be a realist. It is only after comparing him with such an acknowl- edged realist as the short-story master of France, Guy de Maupassant, that we are able to put him in his true position among the idealists. Maupassant is like a polished mirror reflecting all that comes before it, good and evil, sin and vice, with pitiless exactness. Harte resembles more the placid bosom of a pool, mirroring everything around it to be sure, but softened and played upon by a thousand rippling points of light and shadow. So it is that Harte ' s fancy plays upon and idealizes the characters and incidents which he narrates. No scene is so commonplace that he cannot liglit it with a saving touch of humor. No man is too far falle i to yield some spark of nobleness and humanity to his sympathetic eye. And right here, in Bret Harte ' s ready sympathy, lies perhaps his greatest charm. If his genius is not of the highest order his human sympathy is unsurpassed anywhere in literature. We cjn live and love, laugh and cry with, aiiJ understand Bret Harte ' s characters because he makes us feel instinctively that we and they are of a cotumcn clay. Perhaps the truest compliment ever paid to Bret Harte ' s genius was that of his German translator, Ferdinand Frili- graph: " Nevertheless he remains wha he is — the Californian and the gold-digger. But the gold for which he has dug, and which he found, is not the gold in the bed of rivers — not the gold in the veins of mountains; it is the gold of love, of goodness, of fidelity, of humanity, which even in rude and wild hearts — even un- der the rubbish of vices and sins — remains forever in the human heart. That he there searched for the gold, that he found it there and triumphantly exhibited it to the world — that is his greatness and his merit. " Maurice T. Dooming, Jr., ' 09. THE REDWOOD 103 THE SPECTER ' S TALE HE dying year was closing, The day w as nearly done, The western sky though cloudy Was fired by the setting sun. ' The north wind hurtled icily Against the cliff and howled As if in wrath — and on the reef The driven breakers growled. The wind-plumed billows rising Swept in upon the shore. And up to me the boding wind Did hurl its grating roar. The dusky shades were falling And shutting out the light, A mighty storm was swooping On the inky wings of night. Then I heard a voice like thunder Swept by the w ind afar From amidst the roaring chaos Of the breakers on the bar. In words that though exulting Were filled with warnings cold, I heard a spirit telling Of the mighty deeds of old. " Oh hear me, thou with unstained hands, For of my ancient race I would to thee a story tell Of the perils I did face. I04 THE REDWOOD I was the Engiish chieftain Of sailors brave and bold Whose shattered ship did sink one night Fore-doomed by the curse of gold. We sailed from English headlands And we roved the sonny main And garnered wealth from the proud ships Of proud and haughty Spain. Oh! fast the weeks and months sped by, And brave the white foam flew In rainbows from our eager prow While the west wind joyful blew. Ah! there upon the western seas The tempests we did brave To battle with the Spaniard Upon the tossing wave; To rob the haughty Spaniard Of his ill-gotten gain And send him with defiance To the mighty power of Spain. One morn our watchful lookout Spied a squadron close behind And quickly all the sheets we spread To catch the favoring wind. For many days we northward flew Yet always there in sight Above the blue horizon Were the Spaniards ' topsails white. THE REDWOOD 105 Then one morning when the dawn rose We saw this rugged shore And to our ears the dying wind Did waft the breakers ' roar. No wind our gray sheets bellied, So Y e watched the foeman ' s sail And crammed our cannon to the mouth With deadly iron hail. Then we cast our heavy anchors Lest the current drift us in And crush us on the jagged rocks ' Mid the breakers ' hellish din. A wind sprang up from the we stward And with the failing light Upon its breast the Spaniards came Like wolves that haunt the night. The night was dark and moonless But the cannons ' tongues were red And on the decks the wounded lay Till the very scuppers bled. Then we locked the yards together And we lashed her rail to rail While pistols flashed and cutlass clashed And death shots fell like hail. All night we fought like madmen Till our powder was all spent And our gallant ship was sinking,— With our courage yet unbent. io6 THE REDWOOD Her sides were torn and splintered And the decks were heaped w ith dead When downw ard reeled our shattered ship To the ocean ' s sandy bed. But though beaten and though conquered Three shattered ships that night Lurched beneath the billows As a tribute to our might. Dow n there in the ocean ' s depths Far, far beneath the tide With shattered beams and rented deck My ship lies on its side. Oh! down there on the pearly sand Are heaps and piles of gold Where sank that night in deadly fight My great galleon bold. Round doth the pale fire shine Deep down in the lair of the sea Round doth the seaweed twine And w eave a grim lullaby. There by the ghostly watchfire We are compelled to stay And count beneath the waving kelp The wealth of our mortal day. For ages ve ' ve been counting thus All Avrought with jealous hate.— Oh! take thou heed lest by thy sins Thou sufferest a worse fate. THE REDWOOD 107 But my sentence is nigh over And I pine for the next storm When rising from the ocean ' s depths Angelical of form, I ' ll soar up through the tempest And the lightning-flashing night To the broad gate of Heaven And the land eternal bright. And now to fill my sentence I go from Heaven ' s light To the slimy ocean ' s bottom Where gigantic monsters fight. " Then smote on me the silence, The spirit fled away To serve his dreary sentence In the realm that knows no day. Then all I heard was thunder From the long reef ' s stretch of foam That is to me as music In the land that I call home. Norman G. Buck, ' 12. io8 THE REDWOOD FANCHO CRUICKSHANK ' S lumber camp in Northern California was superbly located. It stood on an eminence in the midst of venerable woods of knotty pines and gigantic redwoods. To the West stretched the tepid, turbul ent waters of the emerald green Pacific; to the East, rose the Coast Ranges in their garments of green. A more than ro- mantic air was lent the place when the blood-red sun taking a fantastic form against the cloudless sapphire sky, sent its last rays over the billowy sur- face of the deep as a goodnight kiss to the vague purple wooded mountains in the distance. It was here that I had been employed for over a month, and my work during this time held me with a tenacity I never ex- perienced before. My duty was to stand at the turn of the flume with a pike to pry away any log that might become lodged, and so keep the water-way in runuing order. One morning as I was assiduousl) ' - attending to my work, a log of un- usual size wedged itself firmly at the turn, and try as I might, with frantic efforts, I could not send it on its way. Then it all happened in a flash. The next log only a minute behind, struck the redwood in front of it. The blow was so terrific that it tore the flume ' s siding away; one of the timbers struck my leg and pinned me to the ground. I shrieked with pain, then I became un- conscious. I awoke. There was intense pain in my leg, which upon feeling I found to be in splints. " Do you feel better? " came a voice. I looked up and there by ray side was a man of medium height. I had not been conscious of his pres- ence in the cabin till he had spoken. I had not seen hira at the camp before. He was an utter stranger to me. — " How real simple of me! " I mused. " Why, he was the Doctor, and of course I did not know him. " But on a second and closer look, it was evident he was not a doctor; his hands were rough and calloused and the redwood stain was already perceptible; he was perhaps some kind woodsman who had offered to attend me. " What did the Doc. say about it, is it a bad break? " I questioned. He did not answer. I looked about at him to note if he had heard me. He was contem- plating me thoughtfully; then I noticed for the first time the rich nut-brown curly locks of hair that fell over an eminent looking brow. His eyes were of a lighter brown, they looked tender, almost sorrowful; they rested on me for a while. Then he spoke. " It ' s not a very serious break, my boy, but it will confine you to your bed for at least two weeks. Then I think with the aid of a pair of crutches, you will be able to get about; till then we will make things as THE REDWOOD 109 near like home as possible. Now let me see tbe leg. " " But I objected — the Doctor, I would like to see the Doc. — would he be so kind as to get him for me? " A faint smile played round bis lips at the objection. " I, fortunately ' am the doctor, at your service, — now the leg. " " But— but you can ' t— . " Gently he took the injured member and fixed it with such skill that all my doubts van- ished. After having finished he tender- ly tucked my covering about me, and sat down by my bedside. " Since we are going to be such close friends for the coming weeks, " he said, " let me have your name. " " Pepe Ferrando, Doctor. " " Ferrando! " he ech oed, " Ferrando! " " Yes, you seem to know the name. " " I — er — yes, I had — I knew a college mate by that name. " Then he lapsed into silence. I looked at him and wondered why my name had startled him so. Long I gazed at him as he sat on the box by my bedside, his chin held by his hand and looking dreamily at the little tongue of yellow flame, that the stub of tallow gave; and so still looking at his face fantastically featured by the vivid glow of the burning candle, I saw him through my half-closed lids grow strange- ly vague and with this I fell into a pleasant peaceful sleep. Nearly a month had elapsed since the morning of ray accident, I was up around ready for my return trip home. I was to catch that night ' s stage which passed by but a short distance from the camp. My heart felt heavy at the thought of leaving, for a deep friendship had sprung up between the Doc. and myself whose name I had found out later to be Pancho. Though I had told him all about my friends, my home, my parents, he never even as much as dropped a word con- cerning himself — what I had found out about him came from the congenial woodmen who paid me daily visits. It was not much. It seemed he had come up into the woods a good many years ago, had lived on his solitary claim, alone. He was given to quietness and made himself respected; no one knew anything about his past. There had been an accident at the mill in which he was employed one day — and thus was his medical skill made known. He was called Pancho, when or where the name originated no one could ascertain. This in brief is all that was known of him. He had been a puzzle to me, for his demeanor was not that of a backwoods- man. And this feeling was increased after a little episode which happened one night, while I was still in bed. He had been out in the night, as was his habit. He used to return to pay his night ' s visit, and see if I were in need of anything. Now on this occasion he was exceptionally late. I was in a half doze when he entered quietly lest he would disturb me. It was a beautiful moonlight night and through the only window of my little cabin the silver rays no THE REDWOOD poured in, flooding the place with a soft mellow light. He entered and came to my bedside. I expected him to speak; he did not do so, but stood there long, looking down at ray apparent sleeping face. I was conscious of wanting to say some- thing, but could not; then with a deep, deep breath which sounded like a sigh from one in deep pain, he bent slowly over me, and looked still closer into my face. I felt his warm hot breath upon me, then, for a fraction of a second, his burning feverish lips touched my fore- head, and with this he strode out into the night. It was not long after sundown that Pancho and I took the path that led to the cross roads, from whence I should take the stage and part from him who had nursed me like a mother through the past month. My heart was heavy within me and from the silence Pancho kept, he must have felt much the same as I. We reached the junction after a brisk walk, and sat down upon an old felled redwood that commanded the view of tall Mt. Needle on the north. There under the turquoise canopy of the starry sky we sat for a long while in silence. Then I turned to him and spoke: " I may see you again, Pancho, and I may not, but before I leave you, tell me something of the mystery about you; tell me of that ring about your finger; many times I saw you looking at it in a dreamy hopeless way. Tell me Pancho, its secret. " There followed another dead silence; then lifting his bowed well-shaped head, he began. " I suppose, Pepe, I owe you some- thing about my past, for the sake of the friendship existing between us; and then I think it ' s best to let that which my heart holds flow out to you, the first who ever heard it, the last as well. How I longed at times to cry and have some one to comfort me — but outward tears were not to be mine. Nay! only those tears were mine which caused me unspeakable pain, those tears that flow from the soul, those inward tears not to be seen but felt. Ah! yes, felt, and so through all these years, the inward sea- tides of my soul have tortured me. So list then, my boy, to a tale bound by purest sacrifice. All was deadly silent — as if seeming- ly awaiting the story of him who had appeared as from the unknown — who had come into these solitudes and had spent his best years in exile from the world — who had labored and prayed — for something, something unknown to any; so slowly he began. " There is no need of my going back too far. I ' ll tell you from the turning point of my life. I was eighteen and had spent the last five years living in a little village by the sea. Those years — well, they were years lost to me forever as I de- rived nothing from them but a wild and roving spirit. My father being away, and my mother totally unable to control me, I had ray own way in all matters. I neither attended school nor worked, THE REDWOOD III but spent most of my time in wandering from place to place; — now it would be a camping trip, now a hunt, or some other pastime that presented itself and afforded satisfaction to my wild uncheckable spirit. For five years I had been thus, and all that time that spirit had grown and grown — till it rooted itself so deeply in me that it became part and parcel of myself. One day a letter came, it was from my father. Its contents were like others that had preceded it, pleading, implor- ing, begging me to turn over to that new leaf he knew was in me. Never did he reprimand me but always en- couraged me kindly. ThrU, iliat thought struck home, and many, yes, many times did tears stand in my eyes, when it dawned upon me that it was more, more than I could give — no! not more than I could give to him because I realized a lifetime would be too short ever to repay him — but, he asked more than my capabilities could give. Two thirds of my nature were wild, daring, careless, but the remaining third, — ah! how I used to curse it for the noble fights it put up against the overwhelming odds of its adversary. Yes, that third was the weak point of my nature, I had hid its existence to the little world I lived in, and at times persuaded myself to believe it was not in rne — but I always failed in this and my weaker but nobler nature finally conquered me, and I decided to go to school, ' just to please him ' . " I had been at school close to a month. Never had I fought so hard against my- self; the call of my greater nature was strong, the lesser part of me was making a gallant stand. I felt it was near the end. Yes, I was failing rapidly, it was only a matter of days now when I would yield, and, and — Oh God! I dared not think of it! I knew I was putting all I had in me to win; if I lost. I lost never to try again, the fight would remain settled forever. I would rise no more. I was fighting desperately and I felt my very existence an agony; then, Pepe, my boy, the unlocked for miracle took place. How sweet and yet how bitter are the memories that come to me. It all took place like this. The last week at school had been a misery to me, I found myself avoiding my books — to study was impossible for me — I had lost all brightness of mind, I was terribly handicapped; that fight going on within me unceasingly, took all the spirit and ambition out of me — I was going about as in a dream. Athletics, which had held such a fascination forme before, now had lost their worth. The teachers had noticed the change, and not guessing the true c;,use, had laid it down to my laziness and made it intol- erable for me. In all I had become despondent. The day for the English examination ca!n; ; to my lot fell, (how well I remember!) the reproduction of the Third Canto of the I.ady of the Lake. I was walking slowlj ' home in my sombre way when I became con.scious of a voice calling my name. Turning 112 THE REDWOOD about, I saw a girl, a classmate of mine, with flownng tresses and eyes wide and wild. I had never spoken to her, and it puzzled nie to know what she would have of me. For to have a girl speak to me was not a very common or a very frequent thing, since my notoriety for being such an unscrupulous young man had taught them to avoid me. ' I believe you have a composition to write for examination day; may I help you? ' she said. I was in no mood to speak with any- one who had found it necessary to take the other side of the street when I came in sight; my reply was a curt, ' no, ' and with that I strode away. Examination day came. I had done nothing toward it. I came to school with the resolution that if I were cen- sured, I would discontinue. Then the same tall slip of a girl that had accosted me some days back, a girl who could be wilful, and cruel, laughing and forget- ting, sly or impudent, all in a breath, ran up to me and handed me a paper, and with a toss of her shapely head, covered with luxuriant silk brown hair, and with a gay little laugh, left me with it in my hand rooted to the spot. When I became myself again, I felt mad. My first impulse was to tear it up without as much as a look; but when my impetuosity cooled down, I unfolded the paper, and there neatly written wa s my reproduction. How long I stood there I do not know to this day — but there for the first time in my life, that I could remember, I felt the crimson mounting my cheeks and felt prodigious- ly embarassed. When I recovered my- self, another feeling took hold of me, — it was that which had been dormant so long within my heart, and which was of such combustible qualities, that only a spark was needed to set it in full flame, — yet not till that day had such a spark been applied; this was the first act worthy of gratitude an outsider had done me. An act of gratitude, gratitude! how sweet it was! Ah! the thanks in my heart to her was inexplic- able. Then I was seized with a desire to be aloue. Alone I must be! So I turned about and ran, ran till I reached the solitary sandy shores of the ocean. There I threw my heated brow to the west wind and welcomed its cool moist hand upon my burning cheeks. What feelings, what emotions I had, there is no need in telling you; enough to say that when I retraced my steps I was changed! A week passed by and the streets had not seen me. My friends and compan- ions inquired for me. Was I dead, sick, had I run away, disappeared? You see they did not understand, they could not. In that week I had decided to go to College and make something out of my- self. The afternoon of the eighth day found me packed and ready to go. Only one thing remained to be done — to say good bj ' e to her who had been the cause of my change. I would do this. I found her on the beach sitting on a sand pile, idly letting the yellow grains slip through her small white fingers. I stood for a moment feasting on the pic THE REDWOOD 113 ture, then I thought the sooner it were over the better. I spoke her name; she did not turn her head. I went up closer, then with- out warning, she spoke. ' I knew you would come, — there, sit down and talk to me; I do not intend to let my four days ' waiting go without some recompense. I sat down and did not look at her, I could not. My gaze was on the waters of the deep blue sea that almost lapped over our feet. Once I tried to speak; I failed. I tried to find words to be worthy of my deep feeling of thanks, but my best attempt was: ' I — I — want to thank you for your trouble. I — I — will try and repay in one way or another — when I am worthy. ' Then the little minx, knowing full well she had me under her control, piqued me, by making light of my present docile demeanor and vowed she never tliought one possessed of my im- petuous nature could ever change to such a degree. She continued aggra- vating me for a long while; then per- ceiving the desired effects were not ob- tained, she felt sorry and asked me to do the talking. ' I haven ' t very much to say, ' I began, ' I merely availed myself of the few re- maining minutes to thank you — and — say good bye. ' ' Good bye! why? ' Her wide brown eyes stared at me in helpless incompre- hensibility — a decade of years seemed to drop away from her, and she looked six — staring at me as children of six do when they are told weird stories of the unearthly elves who inhabit the bowels of the earth and come up at night, shrouded in darkness to carry off the bad unruly children of the world. Long she stared at me, then her ruby lips moved in a pitying, ' Why? ' I did not answer, but stood up and looked away from her. Quickly she rose, too, and then taking my hand as if to detain me: ' Tell me — why? — please Pancho. ' I replied not, I was struck speechless by her tone. She spoke again — more slowly and almost in a whisper. ' If you must go — Pancho — then take this and wear it — it ' s all I have for a remembrance. ' She slipped this ring on my finger — where it has remained ever since. Then I in turn buckled about her neck a tiny golden cross that I had treasured since my First Communion. I looked into her misty eyes, and a promise, not in words but in feeling passed between us. With a quick impulse she threw her arms about my neck and kissed me. Then she ran from me and disappeared, leaving me with the burning of that kiss upon my lips, gazing into the depths of air. Four years I remained away and during that time I became conscious of earthly love. I was a man and she a woman now, but far from the bashful little girl of a few years past, she had grown worldly, she had come to love the pleasures of this world. They held such a fascination for her that to leave them was imposiible. So she told me 114 THE REDWOOD as we stood on the selfsame spot that held for me such sweet memories. I tried kind persuasion, used all my command of eloquence to show her the heiuousness of her conduct; she only laughed lightly at my efforts. Then I resorted to my last argument — to reach her by her religion. As a Chris- tian, I implored her to come into her own again. She also laughed at this and that smote me such a blow I never could forget. I shrunk from her. That wondering, questioning, innocent look that I had loved so dearly — that look which had been as a ray of light amid my obscure surroundings, was gone! — Her shyness was gone as well. She ended by calling me ' a religious zealot! ' Ah! how that hurt! Those words, Pepe, broke my heart. " " And have you forgiven? " I put in. " Forgiven, mybo} ' ? Ere those words were writ against her in the book of heaven, I had forgiven. " " She walked away and left me, left me looking oirt at the sun whose fiery rim was sinking and at the sea as it turned cold, and deeply blue, and at the golden tinted sail of the fishing smacks growing drab and strangely lonely —and with the sun my — my — dreams went out. Those words have echoed and re- echoed through all the empty chambers of my lonely heart, and so, my boy, this is my story! " Long I looked into old Pancho ' s face as he ceased speaking. What bitter, burning, withered hopes were writ across it as he looked once more at the band ring encircling his finger. Then tears blinded me. I felt his hand upon my head — his touch as tender as my mother ' s — so he soothed me. As the wind veered intermittently, it bore to our ears the rumbling of the ap- proaching stage. He took out a small worn photograph and said: ' Take this as a remembrance — I need it not from now on — through these long years of my lonely life I have prayed for her turning over to a new life — I feel my prayer is answered now — and Father in Heaven, I thank Thee! " " But — but how do you know — ' ' But he heeded not my interruption. " I have had a call these many years of a higher nature — T must answer now. " He gripped my hand for the last time. " One thing more, my boy, think of me after your Holy Communions, Pepe, my boy! " The door of the stage closed on me — I leaned back upon the seat, closed my eyes, and thought of the man I had left — the man who had taught me the lesson I had been anxious to learn, — a man — in every sense of the word, sacri- ficing himself — a man with character, living on Utopian dreams, a ma — I found myself gazing at the photo he had given me — the smoky lantern in the stage was but poor light — it was a girl — young — those eyes! Where had I seen them before? that mouth! that hair! that — slowly they took a familiar form — yes! the features though younger — yes! yes! but where! where! I! I! — could it! could it be — My God! it was tny mother! l THE REDWOOD 115 Many years had passed since Pancho standing by the dusty road with the woods for a background had slowly melted into their darkness and passed into oblivion forever. Many were the times I sought him up in those solitudes, but my quests remained unrewarded — many were the days I spent at his lonely cabin hoping he would return. I waited, but in vain. Then I gave up the search. Many, many years had passed. The long train of age had taken my father while he was traveling in Europe. The shock was greatly felt both by my mother and myself. Much more deeply though by her, for I now stood by what I knew was her death bed. My thoughts were strangly mingled with mother and Pancho. I longed, oh! how I longed to tell her all, yet I felt that it might only quicken the end which would come soon enough. " Pepe, my darling boy! " I rose and knelt by her bed side. " What is it, mother? " I asked. She did not answer directly, her thoughts seemed far away — " There is something my boy I want you to do before I go, it will not be long now. I have noticed there is something on your mind, Pepe, my boy. What is it, Pepe? Tell your mother. I first noticed it when you came back after being away from home for the first time — you seemed changed. I restrained myself from asking you, since I knew some day willingly you would confide it to me. Years passed and you seemed to forget — so I did likewise. I have been watching you these last few days and your eyes, your look, your mood, your being is the same as on the day of your return — tell me now my boy, tell me all. " She took my hand caressingly, smoothed my heated brow and looked into my eyes. " Tell me, Pepe, tell your mother. " Her voice was a whisper, it seemed leagues away, and what a tinge of sad- ness was in it. God! I could not hold it back — so with my head buried in her dying arras, I unfolded the secret I had held so long within my heart. I finished. I dared not look at her, there was a long and almost unearthly silence — then she spoke, faintly, feebly. " He wore my ring, you say? " " Yes, " and I looked at her. " If you should ever meet him again tell him — tell him, Pepe, I wore this even unto death. " She gently pulled from her bosom a tiny golden cross. The end was drawing near. She spoke again, " I have made him suffer, but I have suff " ered too, he and I will meet again to make amends — not here but in the place I know he is destined for — the place which but for him I .should have lost; then — then — " " Mother! what is it? it is not — " " No; not yet but soon, very soon, mj ' boy. " Then she gave me her last blessing and kissed my forehead; she leaned back among the pillows and with color- less lips moving in a prayer, " Father, ii6 THE REDWOOD forgive me! " closed lier eyes on me and the world for the last time. The funeral took place three days later. It had been my wish that mother should be buried by my father ' s side — but this would mean a trip across the seas, so the place for interment was in a little Catholic church yard, where the morning sun poured over the som- bre stones, and the hands of the faithful brought sweet simple country blossoms to the graves — and the old church organ poured out its sacred notes over the sleeping dead. Yes, though she would not lie by my father ' s side, she would rest among those who left us strong in their devotion and with the words of " Mary, mother, pray for me " upon their dying lips. The burial services were over, and all had left save me, I remained to say one last Hail Mary. I longed to cry, but my tears were wasted for the past three days. I looked about and found consolation in those words, " and millions in those solitudes have laid them down in their last sleep, so shalt thou rest " — ay! we must all leave. I do not know how long I staid there. I had finished my last prayers by the grave and my thoughts wandered back to my childhood days. How happy I had been with her by my side to hear my many troubles and tend my many whims. Yes, she had been a mother to me, it was hard indeed to part. I was thus engaged in pleasant yet bitter thoughts — when I cast a look at the adjoining grave. Perhaps, it had caused as much pain, yea, mayhap a great deal more — for I was a man and the only one who mourned. Perchance, a whole family had knelt beside that grave. How pretty it was, one bed of violets, mother ' s favorite flower — I wondered who rested there. I took a step toward it and bent down to read the name upon the modest slab — now covered with moss and imbedded in the midst of the simple flowers. Tenderly I moved aside the dark green leaves. ' Twas very indis- tinct — a name of some order of priests, and below — " Pancho! " Pancho! what memories! what feelings rushed into my breast at this name, Pancho! I was rooted to the spot. My God! Could it be! I re-read with eyes burning in their sockets, then all became a blur be- fore my eyes. I awoke, alone. It was night. I looked about — and then remembered — I sat up, and put my hands to my eyes — was it all a dream? The deep sounds of the organ and the sweet singing of the choir as they chanted, broke the stillness of the night and brought me to my full senses. Long I sat there thinking of him. What a sacrifice for her who now slept by his side! Mother would see him sooner than she had expected. So God in his providence and omnip- otence had willed that these two split asunder in their youth, should — when the span of life allowed them be spent, — be brought to lie side by side until the end of ages. The moon shouldered her way up into the azure sky, flecked with diamond- like stars. How like the great white THE REDWOOD 117 Host she looked to me, slowly, slowly, mounting those celestial heights. Then my thoughts took me back to one such night as this — many years ago, on a little eminence commanding the sight of Needle Rock and the tranquil valley whose well earned slumber was unbrok- en. That man once more sits by my side, I hear his story over again, I feel the cool night breeze of the ocean, I see the white creamy line of breakers soft as carded wool, far below us, — the path of silver on the inky waters of the sea, the woods about me; I hear in the almost tangible stillness of the night the rum- bling of the stage. I feel Panch o ' s last hand grip. I hear his last words, words that have haunted me through all my years, words that have been as a pillar of support when I was in need of them, words of cheering in my silent moods, words that came as a ray of light in gloomy portions of my life, words of encouragement, words of hope, words of faith, words of cheer, words of love, " Think of me after your Holy Com- munions, my boy, my boy! " Hark! Yea, I hear them now. Eawrence O ' Connor. ii8 THE REDWOOD THE POT or FLOY ERS (FROM THE FRENCH OF THEOPHILE GAUTIEr) OMETIMES a child a little seed will find And charmed by its rich hues, will take a jar Of porcelain, to plant it, all entwined With dragons blue and flow erings bizarre. He goes aw ay. The root, in snakes, extends, Breaks from the soil, becomes a shrub in flower; Deeper each day its fibrous foot it sends Until the jar is shattered by its power. The child returns; a sturdy plant he finds That o ' er the crumbling jar green thorns uprears; He tries to tear it up; the firm root binds; Persisting, he is torn by its barbed spears. Thus love has grown up in my simple heart: I thought to sow a flower of the Spring; ' Tis a large aloe whose roots break apart The porcelain jar with its bright coloring. Maurice T. Dooling Jr., ' 09. THE REDWOOD 119 A CHRISTMAS INSPIRATION IT was Christmas eve; not the tradi- tional Christmas with the deep snow on the streets, the fur-mufBed figures and the starving beggars. Far from it, for a jolly crowd promenaded the thor- oughfares, happy, warm, contented and cheerful. The heavy coats were absent, and so were the shivering news-boys. It was Christmas eve indeed, but Christ- mas eve in California. But a few blocks awny from the scene of this revelry, in a pleasant little cottage built in one of the residence districts of San Francisco, a happy family were just finishing their Christmas dinner. It was a pleasant picture, as they sat there around the festive board. Excitement glowed upon the innocent features of the children, a lusty boy and a fair-haired girl of about five years of age. To-night, for them, was the night of nights, be- cause it was Christmas eve. On the mother ' s countenance there rested a contented smile, as she fondly contemplated her joyful children. The husband, in spite of a shadow diffused over his usually cheerful face, and a certain abstraction of manner, was in a pleasant mood, and the family were as happy as any in San Francisco. " Well, Henrietta, " remarked the hus- band, as he watched with an amused smile the antics of the children at the table, " I feel a trifle queer tonight, and I don ' t know what has caused it. " " It ' s that pickled eel you had at lunch, Louis; though possibly it is because you have spent so much time in your shop lately on that old invention of yours that you feel out of sorts. " " No, you ' re wrong, dear. I ' ve a strange presentiment that to-night I shall perfect my invention. For years I have worked upon it, searching in vain for the missing part. To-night I feel, that some way, the problem will be solved. " The meal was snon finished owing to the scarcely concealed impatience of the children. With shouts of anticipation and glee, the boy and girl headed for the parlor where they knew the tree with its wealth of tinsel and its presents would be displayed to their eager view. Entering the spirit of the occasion, the father banished his troubles, and joined heartily in tlie fun. The small redwood tree, tastefully dec- orated with candles, tinsel and other holi- day ornaments furnished abundant pleas- ure, while the small coaster, the large doll and the Indian regalia were hailed with such shouts of joy, that even the children themselves were deafened. They were soon exhausted by the din, and had to be put to bed. To bed they went to dream of the many wondrous deeds they would perform on the mor- row with their play things. The husband and wife then sat down in the library discussing the various events of the day. But the husband was ill at ease, and finally rose, saying: " I don ' t know why it is, but the I20 THE REDWOOD thought that I will perfect the invention to-night keeps recurring to me. I feel strangely confident, though this after- noon I could not see a ray of light. It seems to me an omen, and it isn ' t going to pass unheeded. " " But, I Ouis, wait till to-morrow. Sure- ly it will keep, and we should spend Christmas-eve together; — but, " reading in her husband ' s face his strong desire to go back to his work, she changed her pleading, " I ' ll not keep you. You have labored on this for 5 ' ears, and if you think there is a chance for success, I will be the last to hinder you. " Bidding a fond farewell to his wife, he left the house. It was but a few minutes before he arrived at his shop and set to work on the invention. The clock struck ten, just as he sat down to study. Minute after minute ticked away, but no solution was forthcoming. He threshed over all the old ideas he had on the problem; they could not solve it, and in vain he sought for new ones. Looked at in every light, the difl culty seemed insurmountable, and no inspiration presented itself to aid in the solving of the question. Plan after plan he tried, butitwas no use. Slowly the clock struck eleven. " Well, I ' m a fool, I guess. To leave the wife and kids, on this, of all nights, on a wild goose chase was the act of an idiot. But I ' ll stay with it for another hour, and then for bed. " Slovi ' ly the minutes ticked away. The problem seemed as insoluble as ever. The invention was perfect in all respects but one. If he could cause vibrations of the same kind, but of different pitches, to cross the eight feet separating his two machines, then suc- cess was assured. To make them cross eight feet was a simple matter but to produce them was a task he had worked upon, in vain, for years. He had tried electricity in all its various forms. He had used wireless, and while he had been able to produce vibrations, he could not change their pitch. Slowly the clock ticked onvi ' ard. To produce vibrations was easy, to make vibrations travel eight feet was easy, but to change their pitch, — there lay the key of the situa- tion. Like all great things, it would doubtless prove simple when discovered, but to discover it, — that was the diffi- culty. " Well, in one minute it will be mid- night. I ' ll put on my coat and get ready for home. " Slowly, sedately, solemnly, the clock in the nearby church struck twelve, an- nouncing to all the world that one thousand nine hundred and nine years ago, Jesus Christ first saw the light of day. Slowly the clock finished striking. Majestically upon the still night air, played by the chimes in the church tower, the superb strains of the " Adeste Fideles " rang out. The chimes! At last the idea had come. The chimes had dijferejit pitches. His years of effort had not been in vain. Dazedly the inventor sank down. The idea had come to him like a flash of lightning, and seizing a pencil, he quickly sketched his plan. Though in after years he spent many a happy Christmas, and lived in a more beautiful home, bought with the pro- ceeds from his invention, he admits that the happiest hour of his life, was the Christmas eve of 1909. Adolph G. Sutro, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 121 TAREWELL AREWELL! for I leave thee in sorrow and pain For the threshold of love I shall ne ' er cross again; From the one soul-dominion that wrecked my sad heart From the torments of love I shall never depart. Farewell! for I leave thee and no heart shall yearn For the love that I gave thee shall never return, For the hopes that were cherished in coldness have flown And a heart now in sadness shall drift on alone. Farewell! and I pray may thy heart rest in peace For the love that I bore thee in silence shall cease And our past that in gladness seemed ever so bright May it fade and in sorrows be driven from sight. May the days of our childhood like names in the sand Be effaced from my mind by Time ' s merciful hand; And the love that was spent be it ever so kind May it fall like the leaves to be caught in the wind; Like the leaves in the Autumn that fall in the blast May these memories blend w ith the outgoing past, May they sink like a flame in oblivion ' s sea. Till enveloped, they die and are banished from me. R. D. Murphy ' 12. 122 THE REDWOOD CHRISTMAS IN THE YOSEMITE " V ' ALLEY View Point! " called the driver, as the stage halted at a bend of the road. " Oh beautiful! magnificent! " ejacu- lated the tourists, as they all rose in their seats and took in the scene. There was the upper part of the Yosemite Valley extended out before them in one grand panorama. The high peaks were clothed in a film of fine thin vapor and on all the trees and bushes hung mantles of the new fallen snow. " Oh, father! exclaimed the young lady on the box seat, " just look at the Bridal Veil Falls. How beautiful they are! " " Quite as one might expect, " mut- tered the old gentleman, as he shook the snow off his cap and pulled his great fur coat closer around his two hundred and forty pounds of shivering corpulence. " I don ' t suppose it has changed much since last summer. I am an old fool for coming up here this time of the year anyway. " " But father, the- place is different en- tirely. Just look at those great icicles hanging on the rocks. You ' d think it were a different valley. It has changed into a wonderful fairy laud. " The other passengers had alighted from the stage, and were romping around in the snow like children — and what Californian is not a child at the sight of snow? — and were throwing great haudfuls of the fluffy stuff " at one another. Eva Pemberton had just persuaded her father to stand in his seat and gaze at the wonderlul scenery, when Joe Milburn pursued by the rest of the crowd ran toward the stage. He was in the act of mounting the step, when a volley of snowballs greeted him from behind. Most of the missiles went wide of their mark, many of them find- ing a stopping place on the broad per- son of the pessimistic parent. One, which had more speed behind it than the rest, caught him on his large round face, and broke into a hundred pieces; what did not fill his mouth and eyes, found a suitable place down behind the great fur collar. " Confound it ! " he roared, when he was able to catch a breath. " It ' s a wonder you people wouldn ' t be a little careful of an old person ' s comfort. " With that he sat down and began busily to readjust the robes. " We are careful, " laughed Milburn, when the old man turned his head, and stooping down he made another snow ball and was about to hurl it at the un- suspecting man. A forbidding glance from the pretty daughter caused bim to blush, however, and he let the snow fall from his hand with a guilty smile. Shyly he took his seat and did not speak until they had gone almost a mile, when Eva Pemberton broke the silence. " You would have thrown it, wouldn ' t you, Mr. Milburn? " THE REDWOOD 123 " Yes, if you hadn ' t given me that awful look and rendered me powerless. " " Father ' s not in good spirits, and it would have made him very angry. " " How did you know I was going to throw it at him? " " That was very plainly shown by the — ; isn ' t that tree beautiful! " she exclaimed when she noticed that her father had finished his conversation with the driver, and was lending an ear to what she was saying. " Isn ' t it though, ' ' agreed Milburn, who for reasons of his own wished to change the topic of discu.ssion. " If it were not so cold, one could easily imagine he were having a wonderful dream. " " As it is, " broke in Pemberton, " it reminds me of a wonderful dream, the wonderful dreams I used to have as a boy, when I had eaten too much pie just before going to bed. " " You ' ll feel better after you have had some hot lunch, " ventured Milburn. Pemberton darted a look at the young man, that was colder than the atmos- phere around them, but he did not answer. Again those warning eyes of Eva ' s showed Milburn that her father was to be left entirely to his own in- clinations. " You ' ll all have to get out and walk till we get down this hill, " yelled the driver, as he stopped the horses on the top of a very steep incline where the snow was packed hard, making a sheet of almost solid ice iu the road. " I won ' t do it for one! " fumed Pem- berton. The other passengers had left the stage and stood by the side of the road with the snow almost to their knees. " You ' d better get out, father, " plead- ed Miss Pemberton. " It ' s dangerous to ride down this hill. The horses cannot stand on their feet half the time. " " Leave me alone, will you? " answered the angry tourist. " I ' ll chance it. Any- way, I ' d just about as soon die as walk half a mile on this road. " " Everybody get out, " thundered the driver in an impatient tone. Pemberton, seeing that it was not a matter of choice, and considering pru- dence the better part of valor, raised his immense frame, and muttering in- audible epithets for everyone and everything in general, began the labori- ous task of getting out. One foot over the sideboard, he placed the other on the step, which happened to be covered with ice and was not a too secure foot- ing. Milburn, seeing the situation ran to his assistance. This time he was greeted with a favorable glance from Eva. Luck was not his, however, for just as he was about to hold out a help- ing hand, Pemberton ' s foot slipped and he sprawled face downward in the soft fluflFy snow, sending a cloud of it flying into the air. " Confound you! " he spluttered, get- ting up and facing Milburn with clenched fists, the snow sticking to his hair and moustache. " What did you do that for? " After several explanations from the crowd, Pemberton realized the situation and apologizing to Milburn, started down the hill. 124 THE REDWOOD " Can ' t I carry your coat, Mr. Peraber- ton? ' . ' asked Milburn. " No! " " VslhewV whistled Milburn, " I ' ll have to get on the right side of the old duck some way. Chances don ' t look good now, but maybe he ' ll feel better after a while. " The little party followed in the wake of the stage, slipping and scrambling along the ice. The road became steeper and steeper until an extra sharp pitch capped the climax. There was a heavy thud and Pemberton ' s feet struck straight into the air, while his great fur coat slid on down the hill. Milburn smothered a laugh and ran to help the unlucky man. He did not realize what had happened until his feet flew out from under him. " Ha! Ha! " laughed Pemberton, " How does it feel old man? The ice isn ' t soft is it? Laugh at me again will you? " " That was a common fate " , replied Milburn in suppressed mirth. " Let ' s shake on it. " The other gave him his hand and they proceeded to the foot of the hill where the coach was waiting. The walk bad restored good humor in the crowd. They joked and were thoroughly agreeable for the rest of the trip. Even old Pemberton forgot his discomforts and would now and then laugh heartily at Milburn as he remind- ed him of his fall. The last long bend of the road was reached, and the passengers screamed with delight as they were swung into view of the Yosemite Falls. Great masses of ice clung to the sheer cliffs on either side of the waters, which thundered and boomed i pon t he five hundred foot ice cone at their base. The new fallen snow on the mountain tops had covered all the trees and bushes and when the sun shot under the rising mist on to the water beneath, it gave it the appearance of an immense rainbow stretched on the mountain .side with a dazzling background of white snow. " Well, that is pretty " , agreed Pem- berton fully restored to good humor. " But a good hot lunch would look bet- ter to me now. " " We ' ll soon get it, " replied Milburn, " see, there ' s a shanty with a sign, ' vSenti- nel Hotel ' . " " Yes, we stayed there last summer when father and I came up, " answered Miss Pemberton. " Yes, Sentintl Hotel " , broke in her father. " It looks like a sentinel all right; a Chinese sentinel asleep on duty; but as it ' sthe only place, we can stand it, I suppose. " The stage pulled up at the platform, and after thoroughly shaking their wraps free of the clinging snow, the guests repaired to their rooms to dress for dinner. After breakfast the next morning the pleasure seekers gathered on the porch and debated as to the best way to spend the morning. The sun had not yet risen on the south side of the river, and before them the great expanse of snow stretched out over the meadows with a hard white surface. THE REDWOOD 125 " What do j ' ou say to a skee running jaunt? " asked Milburn. " Great! " agreed the crowd and soon the porter was busily fitting up skees. " Don ' t fix any for me, I won ' t go. " said Pemberton. " Oh father! come on. " pleaded his daughter. " I can ' t ride the things. " " But you rode them last winter up in Canada. " " Oh well! I ' ve gained a little weight since then, and the snow up there didn ' t seem so cold and hard as this. Oh no! you don ' t get me on skees. " " You ' d better get in the game, Mr. Pemberton, " ventured Milburn, adding sotto voce, " if you do, you ' ll never come again. " The skeeing party was soon oflf. The more experienced leaving those who were less practiced, either sprawling in the snow, or just about to perform that ceremony. Joe Milburn and Eva Pemberton skimmed over the snow at a great rate of speed for about three miles. The rest of the party however, though it the wiser thing to return to the hotel. " Say, don ' t go so fast, Miss Pember- ton, " called Milburn, as the girl began to gain speed and he could no longer keep the pace. " Where did you learn to skee so well any way? " " In Canada last winter. Father and I were up there for over a month. This is a very ordinary pace up there. Some of the hunters fairly fly! " " This snow is great for skeeing, isn ' t it? " remarked Milburn as they glided over the frosty surface. " Yes, " assented his companion, " let ' s go to the bridge and back. " " You ' re on, " said Milburn, " I think we can get back in time for dinner. " " Easily, Joe. " They reached the Poncho bridge in a very short time and stood there for a while and watched the water dashing over its rocky path, whipping itself into a white foam, collecting again, only to rush onward once more to repeat the same action on the rocks further down the river. " We had better not stay here any longer, Joe, " warned the girl after a few minutes. " Look, the sun is already be- ginning to strike the snow, and we will have a hard time getting back for lunch. " " That ' s no dream, " assented Milburn. " I suppose we had better start back, or your father will wonder whether we have been covered up in a snow drift. " " Don ' t worry, father never wonders about me when we are on a trip like this. He knows how I like the fresh air, and I can hardly ever get him to leave the house. He is most probably hugging the stove in the hotel office, perusing some novel, " .she ansv ered. With little difficulty they covered the space where the sun had softened the snow ' s crust and were now swiftly sliding over the road where the snow was almost as hard as ice, when crack! sounded one of the girl ' s skees. The snow over a " blind ditch " had given away, breaking her skee and she fell 126 THE REDWOOD into the chilly water. Milburn was on the scene in an instant. " Are you hurt, Eva? " he asked eager- ly as he helped her up. " No, not hurt, but — oh, say, I be- lieve I have sprained my ankle, " she faltered, resting ou Milburn ' s shoulder for support. " What shall we do, Joe? " " That is certainly unfortunate, but the next thing is to devise a means to get back to the hotel. Just sit here on my coat, while I rig up some kind of an improvised sled. " Busily he worked, cutting his leggings into strips; he tied the three remaining skees together, making them secure by means of a young sapling. He fastened a steering pole to the end to serve as a shaft. " Now Miss Pem — " " Call me Eva, " broke in the grl, " I think that is your privilege now after all this trouble I have cau sed you. " " It certainly is a great privilege, but you have not caused me any trouble. It ' s my fault. I saw a break in the snow and I should have warned you, but I thought you saw it too. Now if you will let me help you on to this sled, we will resume our journey. " " What ' s that sign on that tree over there, Joe? " asked the girl, pointing to a large pine about a hundred yards away. " I ' ll see. " Milburn walked over the snow which was solid enough to bear his weight, to reading distance and stopped. " Sentinel Hotel, four miles " was written in large black letters. " Four miles more! " he thought, " and the snow already beginning to get soft. Well, Milburn, it ' s up to you, " he murmured as he turned away from the disheartening sign. " What did it say, Joe? " " It — er — why it gives the dista nces of some of these roads, " and picking up the pole, he started on his four mile pull. The snow was hard for a little way and the sled glided over it with a smooth, steady motion. The long hill was climbed, and around a bend where the taller trees had been cleared away, the Bridal Veil Falls came into view. " Oh Joe! " cried the girl in delight, " Isn ' t that much more beautiful from this side of the river? " Both looked at the scene spellbound for an instant, when the girl broke the silence. " I must try and coax father to come down here if I can. Just look where that water comes over the precipice so even and smooth. It is aptly named the Bridal Veil. " " Great! " assented Milburn. " They have quite a history. There was a wedding ceremonj ' near their foot last summer while we were up here, and our driver told us an interesting- Indian legend about them. " " Wouldn ' t it be great to be — but what was the Indian legend? " " Well, every fall, the Indians used to go out in the hills and gather soap root, an herb which has the quality of soap. They were on the top of this mountain, near the edge of the water, when one of THE REDWOOD 127 the maidens, going too near the edge, fell over. The wind was Vjlowing hard, and the other Indians believing she was blown over, even to this day call it ' Pohono ' Falls, which means ' evil wind. ' " " Our name beats that, don ' t you think so? " " Yes, but let ' s get back. " " We bad better move, or we will be late for dinner. " " Lucky if we get there for supper, " the girl said, laughingly, as she looked at her watch, " It ' s already half past twelve. " ' ' Whew! and the rest of the way in soft snow; you ' ll have to work better, old horse. " The rest of the way home, was through soft snow eight inches deep and Milburn plowed along with great difficulty, ' i ' he snow stuck to the bottom of the skec-s and made the task of dragging them laborious and unpleas- ant. Milburn breathed a sigh of relief, as the hotel came in s ' ght. " Well, well, " greeted old Pemberton. " We had given you up for lust. Why, Eva, what ' s the matter? " " Sprained ankle, father. " " Whew! that ' s bad. How did it hap- pen. " " Fell in a blind ditch, and just think, Joe Milburn brought me all the way from Poh ;no on this sled. " " You must be tired and hungry, boy, " said Pemberton to the younger man slapping him on the back, after his daughter had been made as comfortable as possible. " We ' d better go and see what can be done in the line of some- thing to eat. It ' s almost supper time, but we can at least get a cup of coffee or something. " " Say, Mr. Pemberton, that daughter of yours is a trump " , said Milburn as they sat at the table. " That ankle must have been very painful and she never once uttered a complaint, " " Always was that way, boy, game as a badger. " ' T ' 7 ' -tS " T ' P " T A week had pa.ssed since the arrival of the Pembertons. All the guests who came with them had left, with the exception of Milburn, and he intimated that he was going to stay until, — " well, indefinitely. " Another week had passed without much excitement. Eva ' s ankle was sufficiently strong to take short walks on the hard snow, or now and then a moonlight sleighride. Old Pemberton never took any of the walks, a fact which Milburn thoroughly appreciated, for he was the one who always escorted Eva to some near point of interest. The moon had just sent one beam over the crest of Half Dome and the reflection shone briliantly in the Merced. Joe Milburn and Eva Pemberton sat on the veranda, and gazed on the scene in silent ecstacy. The great orb rose above the summit in its fullness and flooded all the valley with a bright mel- low light. " Just think, Joe, " said Eva, breaking the silence, " four more days till Christ- mas. Just think of all the presents and 128 THE REDWOOD good times we have sacrificed by com- ing to this place; away out here far from the reach of civilization. I wish I could get you a present, Joe, " she added playfully. " As for good times, " answered Mil- burn, " I could not possibly have had a better time anywhere than I have had here with you for the last two weeks. As to the present, you can give me the greatest possible one, Eva, " he added anxiously, rejoicing at the turn of the conversation. " What ' s that Joe? " " Need you ask, Eva? " he said, firmly holding her hands in both of his and looking into her face with an eagerness in which she read his meaning. " Well, maybe, Joe, " she answered simply. " Ask father. " Four days later, a little crowd was gathered in the dining room after their Christmas dinner. " Well, when shall we begin to show our Christmas presents? " jokingly asked one of the guests. " I think I am the only one who re- ceived a present, " said Milburn. " Well, it ' s a wonder you wouldn ' t let us see it, " retorted Pemberton. " Well, this is my Christmas present, " said Joe, as he placed his hand on Eva Pemberton ' s shoulder. Chris. A. Le;gnan, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 129 T W- ' " idjf md Published Monthly by the Students oe the Santa Clara College The object of the Redwood is to vecord our College Doings, to give proof of College Ir.dustry and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF Seth T. Heney, ' ii College Notes Alumni Exchanges In the Library Athletics EXECUTIVE BOARD Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii President Alexander T. Leonard, ' 10 associate editors M. P. Detels, ' 12 Alexander T. Leonard, ' 10 William C. Talbot, ' 12 Eugene F. Morris, ' id J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12 BUSINESS manager Seth T. Heney, ' ii ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGER Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Address all communications to Th?: Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, Jfi.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents e:ditorial comment Merry Christmas! True, indeed it is that the greeting is trite and threadbare, but nevertheless it expresses our feel- Greetine ° ' ' VVY for- mula, after all, and per- haps not so threadbare, as we imagine. For each year it is born anew and springs spontaneous from every kindly heart. Merry, indeed, do we wish lliis joyful season to be to all our friends. Merry, not in any unbecoming sense where our joy would be common with the animal; merry, in a far nobler meaning, proper of creatures who are not born to die; — merry, as a foretaste of that joy which we shall experience when w e have gathered together — all of us — before the I30 THE REDWOOD great thrune of onr Father in Heaven. Merry Christmas then do we wish to all our friends, h onr Presi ient, to our Prefects and Pri fessors, to ur comrades in all the classes, to all Ihe students past and present, to all that evtr trod the venerable precincts of Santa Clnra, to all the friends we have met in college life through the medium of our college magazine, — to them all, we wish sincere- ly in the spirit of genuine brotherhood, a Merry Christmas. The Team We have nothing but praise and good wishes for the members of the ' 09 Rugby team. They have covered themselves with glory and Santa Clara is proud of them. Although they may have been vanquished in the big game on Thanksgiving Day, nevertheless they went down to defeat like heroes. And after all, victory is not the only thing that counts even in the world of athletics. True, it is a great boon and to be prized highly — but yet it is not all. Clean, clever, spirited, aggressive playing, pluckiness, and true sportmanship are absolute essentials to a team. To those who read the newspapers, to those who saw the Thanksgiving game, it is not necessary to say more. It was a universal verdict that never did a more heady, gritty or spirited team trot upon a field. To mention but one in- cident, as a slight proof, the run made by Rearus, which will live in the minds of those who witnessed it for many a long year. From a throw-in on the twenty-five yard line, Babe secured the ball and breaking away from the for- wards and backs of the opposing fifteen he carried it seventy-five yards and placed it behind the goal posts. For some reason, the try was not allowed. Let the team realize that we all feel proud of it, and of every man in it, — we honor it as one of the pluckiest and cleverest that ever wore the monogram of vSanta Clara. We only hope that the Rugby teams in succeeding years will be as successful as that of ' 09. Now that the Rugby season is past, if we look back over the few months that it has been played, there is a striking characteristic about it which well demands our attention, — its cleanness and its freedom from injuries. On the Pacific Coast, the only portion of the United States in which Rugby is the vogue, we have not heard of one fatality. On the con- trary, what appalling accounts come to us from those portions of the country where the old game is played ! This year, we believe, there have been more killed than ever before in the history of the game. Over twenty-six have suc- cumbed to injuries received on the gridiron. The educators of California three years ago perceived the immense superi- ority of Rugby and its comparative safe- and eliminated the old game from the Universities, Colleges and from sev- eral High Schools. They have realized that it has not only all the advantages of the old game but that it has many more. It is open, clean and affords greater chance for skilful playing, and certainly is not so murderous. Taking all this into consideration, it might not be amiss to suggest to our Eastern friends that they look into the merits of Rugby. W. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii. THE REDWOOD 13 1 University- North Carolina The Lits are drifting in with a better- latethan never look about them and in our eagerness to greet old friends we forget our previous dis- position to impatience and chagrin. One of these belated travelers is the North Carolina Magazine. Its October number has just reached our desk, but considering the long journey it has finished, we spare it anything savoring of unwelcome. There is some creditable verse in this magazine. " Isabel, " the opening poem, of an amorous nature, and " A Hope of Faith. " There is a parody of one of Shakespeare ' s sonnets — it is very seldom that we can stomach parodies; so being biased, we shall say nothing. There are two pieces of fiction, " The Woman in the Second Row " and " Near Love. " Both partake more of the nature of the sketch than of the story and doubtless that was the intention of the authors. We think we are right in reserving the word " story " for a piece of fiction containing more plot, — a weav- ing and an unravehng — such as is not in either of the above mentioned. As to style and diction, both are well handled and deserve praise. Probably what pleased us most in this magazine was — strange to say — the essays, or rather two of them. " On Choosing a Profession " is the first. While not intending by any means to exhaust the subject, the writer has placed before us a sound, readable paper on the always timely topic of what ' s to be done after college life is past. There is a touch of humor as well as a gleam of hope for some of us when the writer who, by the way, is a professor, tells us: " I have grown to seriously distrust my power of telling what a boy is good for, since so many whom I have thought good for little or nothing have turned out excellent . . . . " " An American Man of Letters " is the title of the other essay — an article on a new, interesting theme, on George Hor- ton, the slave-poet. This paper is made convincing by several selections from the verse of Horton. We readily admit that this essay has done us a service. We had thought that the limits and the limit of negro-poetry had been reached in the " dialect verse " that their well- intentioned white brethern take delight in publishing in the magazines. But we were wrong. This Magazine is well gotten up. Its 132 THE REDWOOD The College Student cover has attracted the favorable com- ment of many who saw it as it lay upon our desk. The College Student from Lancaster, Pennsylvania proved much more inter- esting than a first glance would lead one to expect. In fact we were agreeably sur- prised, first, that theone poem " The Song of the Harvesters " should be of such merit and have such a pleasing lilt to its metre; then, that the leading essay should af- ford such delightful readirig. This paper is on Lloyd Mifflin, the American poet well known as a writer of sonnets. The author seems to have the knack of mak- ing his matter interesting — or was it the quoting of two exquisite sonnets of Mr. Mifflin that left so pleasing an after- taste? At any rate it redounds to the credit of the writer that he has set before us so meritorious an essay. There are other essays, too many, we think, to balance the paper well — too brief, probably, not to be open to the charge of superficiality. We smiled at the statement in the article on " Polish Language and Literature, " — which by the way is not as formidable nor as heavy reading as the title indicates — that " from 1620 to 1750 there was a decline in Polish literature due to the oppression by the Jesuits . . . " We shall look forward with pleasure to the future numbers of this magazine. A mere cursory glance into the Georgian and we were rewarded with several good pieces of verse, among them an excellent specimen of blank verse, entitled Georgian ,.t? , , ,, -jr, , " Fortunatus. What pleased us most was " A Pair of Pedo- meters, ' ' a humorous story, that is suc- cessful. Interest is developed and sus- tained, a comical situation is created. The ending, we fear, was a little poorly done, though it was, of course, the proper one. A MINOR POET TO HIMSELF We lesser poets clothe in garb ornate, In words of dizzy fire, in awkward phrase, In humble thunderings,that only daze Though meant to rouse in flames of love or hate. The thoughts that those brave souls of stuff divine, Whose every word tells inspiration, have long since In jewelled lines set forth. Where we bear hints Of grape, thej ' bear the ruddy full-pressed wine. And yet the fire that thrills us is no less Nor coarser than the fire that they, the great. Have felt. Our pens are feebler; but the play Of deep emotions, the fine stir and stress That mark the soul ' s rare movements, are, in state. Equal to those of lines that make men pray. E. P. Lehman, in Williams Lit. THE HOPE OP FAITH As the slender tendril of the dungeon vine Reaches and clambers to the one lone ray. That, dimly falling, may a moment shine At high-noon, then be lost through night and day — So shall my faith, however darkly held. With the sure sense of nature ' s least in might. And by an instinct undefiled compelled, Fail not through darkness at length to find the light. Uiiiv. of North Carolina for October. W. C. TAI.BOT, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 133 Among the supporters of the Red and White at our Thanksgiving game with St. Mary ' s, were many " old boys, " not a few of whom in times past, have won fame on our gridiron. One in particular we noticed; one who led the team in ' 98, the team that vanquished the Blue and Red or as it was then known, the Pink and Blue, by a score of 56-0. Needless to say we refer to Bob Coward, of whose deeds little could be said that is not al- ready known to Santa Clarans. Among the others present, were — Hon. Wm. P. Veuve, Gov. Gen. James F. Smith, Dr. C. E. Jones, John Barrett, Wm. F. Humphrey, Rev. Fr. McQuaide, Rev. Fr. O ' Connell, Wm. J. Kieferdorf, Chas. Eaumeister, Hon. M. T. Dooling, Lawrence V. Degnan, Baldo Ivancovich, J. J. Ivancovich, John Byrnes, Dr. A. T. Eeonard, August M. Aguirre, H. F. Budde, Fred Sigwart, H. P. Broderick, F. M. Heffernan, Harry A. McKenzie, John J. Jones, Lester J. Pierce, Ed. Wood, Charles D. South, Hon. J. P. Sex, Mike Brown, Cyril Smith, Jack Maltman, Reginald Archbold, M. T. Dooling, Jr., Watson Dozier, Lester Wolters, Harold McLane, Edgar Nolan, R. Birmingham F. Basler, and Walter J. O ' Brien. ' 62 ' 77- ' 03 We hear that Hon. D. U. Delmas, A. B., ' 62, A.M., ' 63, Ph. D., ' 03, leaves shortly for England as a special envoy to arrange some legal matters. We extend to him our best wishes for a bou-voyage. General James F. Smith, S. B., ' 77, A. B., ' 78, A. M., ' 79, Ph. D., ' 03, late Gov- ernor of the Philippines, has received the following telegram from Secretary of War Dicki n- son, sent in appreciation of his efforts in establishing a form of government in the islands: " James F. Sbiith, San Francisco, Cal. Your resignation as Governor General of the Philippines is accepted at the ex- piration of your leave, November nth. The country feels under great obliga- tions to you for the efficient performance of your duties, and I am sure that they will rebound to the permanent benefit of the Philippine people. It is with re- luctance that I sever your official rela- 134 THE REDWOOD tions, aud I wish for you the continu- team of Hackneys were consumed be- ance of your eminent career. " fore the fire could be controlled. ' 89 ' 98 Before tiie Knights of Columbus of Los Angeles, John V. Hannon, S. B., ' 89, A. B . 90, A. M., ' 91, re- cently delivered a most interesting lecture, entitled " The Church and Civil Government " Congratulations are in order for Hugh C. Gearin, ' 98, son of former United States Senator, John M. Gearin, who on November 8, was united in marrifige to Marion C. Starr of Portland, Oregon. The cere- mony took place at the St. Francis, San Francisco and was performed by Fr. Fleming, a classmate of the bridegroom at College. Followed by the good wishes of their many friends at Santa Clara, the happ3 ' couple sailed on the 23rd for a honeymoon trip to the Orient. In the death of Dr. Thomas A. Norton of San Luis Obispo, Santa Clara lost one of its most ardent admirers. Dr. Norton was a pioneer of the medical profession in California and the father of Hon. Thomas A. Norton, A. B., ' 98, City At- torney of San Luis Obispo, to whom Santa Clara College extends her deep- est sympathy. The much admired home of Aloysius J. Welch, A. B., ' 99 at Portola came uea,- being destroyed b} ' fire during the early fact of the month; ' 01 in part the stables and their contents, including a handsome ' 99 ' 01 ' 03 We notice that Major Stanton, an al- umnus of Santa Clara, was recently placed in charge of the pay department of the United States Army in the Philippines. Lieutenant I ' onald Locket, Ex. ' 01, an- other of our martial alumni, has been stationed in the vicinity of Manila, with his regiment the Eighteenth Infantry. James C. Bach, a rare visitor to his Alma Mater recently dropped in to re- new old acquaintances. At present he is engaged in the real estate business, with head- quarters at San Francisco. Our beloved President, Fr. Gleeson, while visiting at Fresno, officiated at a Requiem Mass, for the repose of the soul of Lindsay liogers, who a few years back was a student at Santa Clara. His death was caused by the explosion of a boiler, at his father ' s ranch near Fresno. His many friends among the Student Body extend their heart-felt sympathy to his parents. This sudden death of Lindsay R. Rogers was the saddest news that en- tered the Redwood office for a long time. Known to us all whilst a student at Santa Clara, a bright energetic and promising young man, his death at his home in Fresno was a great surprise and shock. Though only a few years resident in Fresno his genial and lovable disposition attracted everybody and his ' 06 THE REDWOOD 135 funeral was the greatest evidence of the deep rooted affection for him in the hearts of all who knew him. The body was blessed and conducted from his late home, Las Palmas, by one of the priests from St. John ' s and received at the door of t e church by the Pastor, the Rt. Rev. Monsignor McCarthy, who offered the Mass for the repose of his soul and preached the funeral sermon. " The ways of God are not our ways, " said the speaker. " Yet his will must be our will. Last Sunday he whose body is now cold in death, knelt with the other boys of the parish before the altar he loved so well — today he is standing before the judgment seat of God to give an account of liis young life, because he was told by the angel of death he could be .steward no longer. " His school friends who attended the services were appealed to most patheti- cally. " You are young — and strong — hearty and ambitious, but God may call you to himself before this day ' s sun shall set. His ways f;re not our ways. Be prepared then for the dreadful mo- ment when the summons comes because come it will when we least expect it. " The funeral was the largest that ever left St. John ' s church and the large fam- ily lot in Calvary cemetery was literal- ly covered with floral tributes which were in such abundance that they were kindly and lovingly distributed among the surrounding graves. It was indeed a sad gathering and we extend our heart- felt sympathy to his dear father and mother, sister and Blaine, his brother, whom we remember so kindly when a student with Lindsay at Santa Clara. May he rest in peace. Alex. T. Leonard, ' 10. 136 THE REDWOOD The fall term is fast drawing to a close and our thoughts fly on to the Christmas vacation. We have all calcu- lated with earnest exactness the num- ber of school days between now and December 21st. Some, skilled in the higher branches of mathematics have even figured the precise number of hours. That this term has passed quick- ly and pleasantly, almost before we realize it, is due to the cordial relations between Faculty and Student Body and to college spirit. More College Spirit has been shown this fall than ever before. It was mani- fested at rallies, yell practices and foot- ball games. Through the kindness of Rev. Father Burke, yell and song practice was held in the refectory after meals under the direction of yell leaders Posey and Taylor. The yelling at the games was good, especially in the University of Pacific and St. Mary ' s games. Two big rallies were held dur- ing the month of November. The rally before the game with the University of the Pacific was held in the Hall. Rev Fr. Gleeson S. J., P. A. McHenry, Vice President; Mr. Budde, S. J., Moderator of Athletics; Harry McKenzie, Coach, G. Boles, Manager, and Captain Jarret, each made an appropriate speech ex- pressing confidence in the result of the game. The guest of honor was Bishop Da Silva. On Tuesday night preceding the St. Mary ' s game a monster rally was held on the campus. The meeting was pre- ceded by a b ig bonfire and serpentine. The dummy of a football player from the Oakland institution, designed by Messrs. Goetter and Ford, was carried about and finally burned. The mem- bers of the squad were cheered to the echo. A program was then rendered consisting of speeches, and musical selections from the band and quartette. Coach McKenzie announced the person- nel of the team and the biggest rally of the year was over. The Senate has been occupied this last month in the discussion of the ques- tion, Resolved, that Carnegie could make o w o « M Q THE REDWOOD 137 better use of his wealth The than by establishing li- Sena:te braries. Senators Mor- gan, Hirst and Heney supported the afhrmative while Senators Barry, Kear- ney and Leonard took the negative. The debate brought forth many in- teresting opinions and the decision was overwhelmingly in favor of the negative. Several lucky Seniors were honored with the senatorial toga, name- ly. R. W. Kearney of Alameda, R. E. Goetter of Spokane, G. Morgan of Nevada, and A. T. Leonard of Fair Oaks. A set of resolutions in memory of the late Senator Mervyn S. Shafer was drafted by the Literary Congress as fol- « , . lows: Resolutions -r. ■, Whereas: It has pleased Almighty God Condolence , n 1. tr: ir to call to Himself our beloved friend and fellow student, Mer- vyn S. Shafer, and Whereas: The deceased was at all times a faithful and loyal member and ofificer of the Literary Congress of Santa Clara College, and Whereas: In his death we have suffered an irreparable loss, be it Resolved: That while we bow our heads in submission to the decrees of Divine Providence, Who acts at all times for the best, nevertheless, to his bereaved parents we extend our heart- felt sympathy; and be it further Resolved: That a copy of these resolu- tions be spread on the minutes of our societies and that a copy be forwarded The House to the parents of the deceased and also that they be published in our College magazine, The Redwood. Signed, A. C. Posey, Chairman House Committee, M. T. Detels, H. L. Ganahl; A. T. Leonard, Chairman Senate Com- mittee, Seth T. Heney, R. E. McCabe. The Philhistorians held a lively de- bate on the question. Resolved: That California should be divided into North and South California. The affirmative was taken by Representa- tives Ray, McCormick and Bronson; the negative, by Representatives Posey, Brown and Detels. As several of the mem- bers present hailed from the South, not a little feeling entered into the debate, making it the more lively. All loyal Californians, however, breathed a sigh of relief when the resolution was de- feated. On Sunday, November 21, the feast day of St. John Berchman, patron of the Society, the following candidates were formally admitted to membership: E. R. Bo- laud, E. Talbot, C. Cos- grave, H. Watson, P. A. McHenry, M. P. Detels, J. Wilson, R. Kearney, S. White, F. Sick, W. Dwyer, L. Powell, and M. Zarick. The cere- monies were conducted by Rev. Fr. Malone and were followed by a recep- tion and banquet to the new members. The Dramatic Club presented " The Bells " a drama in three acts in the Col- lege Theatre. There were two per- The Sanctuary- Society 138 THE REDWOOD The Dramatic Club formances, a matinee on Saturday, Dec. 4, and an evening performance on Monday, Dec. 6. On each occasion a large and enthusiastic audience filled the house. The play was a grand success and held the atten- tion of the audience from the beginning of the first act until the curtain dropped on the last scene. It was a thrilling play crowded with dramatic scenes and sensational passages. The scenery and light made it very spectacular, especial- ly in the first and third acts when the stage was suddenly darkened and an- other scene revealed through a gauze drop in the back of the first. The acting of the entire cast was exceptional- ly well done, but two stars shone espec- ially bright, Ed. S. Lowe and G. May- erle. As Mathias, the leading character about whom the play centers, Lowe made a great hit. He threw himself into the play and lived the part. G. Mayerle took the lighter part of Daddy Walter and furnished the much needed laugh at all times. He also impersonated the Mesmerist, an entirely different character, with great success. C. Posy was much appreciated as Hans, the drinking partner of Walter. To mention all those who distinguished themselves would be to give the entire cast of characters: Mathias the Burgomaster, E. S. Lowe, ' 10 Christian,Quartermaster, M. P. Detels, ' i2 Daddy Walter, a farmer, G. Mayerle, ' 12 Hans, Walter ' s crony, C. Posey, ' 11 Wilhelra, brother to Mathias, E. Lynch, ' 14 Judge - - Chas. D. South, ' 09 Clerk of Court - W. Worden, ' 12 Notary - - Wm. I. Barry, ' 10 Franz, a servant - W. Dwyer, ' 13 The Mesmerist - G. Mayerle, ' 12 " The Bells " was preceded by a side splitting comedy sketch entitled, " A Military Mixing. " The part of Colonel Tom Knut, a hero of nine lives was taken by August M. Aguirre ' 08, while Harry A. J. McKenzie, ' 07, attended to the troubles of Private Lou Jenkins, a dark recruit. The sketch was most en- thusiastically applauded. It furnished a pleasing contrast to " The Bells. " The music of the evening was furnished by the College Orchestra under the direction of Rev. Fr. Allen, and by a chorus composed of E. S. Lowe, M. P. Detels, F. Blake, R. Kearney, W. Barry, C. Posey and E. Askam. M. P. Detels, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 139 TKe Varsity Nov ' that Rngby has sunk below the athletic horizon until far off September rolls around, and tbe victories and de- feats o f the fifteen have been recorded, there yet remains one most important duty and that is to give utterance to a few words in eulogy of the men who were responsible for, and who played on the Santa Clara Varsity of nineteen nine. Coaching the fifteen was Harry A. J. McKenzie, a knowing veteran at Rugby and a player who can hold his own anywhere. At the beginning of the season McKenzie was confronted by a squad of comparatively green, but eager aspirants. Many had never played the game, others did not have a clear idea of what Rugby was. Handicapped as he was, McKenzie went to work with a vigor characteristic of him and gave to his Alma Mater a fifteen that was youthful in years, strong in Rugby knowledge, and possessing the fighting tendencies of its coach. Captaining the team and playing in the rear rank was James K. Jarrett. Ba rney proved an ideal leader. Under his guardianship dissension was foreign to the team. His words of encourag ' - raent when matters were perplexing to his men stirred them to renewed effort. Jarrett ' s play was characterized by dash and when tackling he hit his man low and hard. The managerial end of the varsity was looked to, by the vigilant eye of George C. Boles. Under his survey Santa Clara ' s arrangements for the St. Mary ' s game were admirably completed. His untiring eS " orts for the welfare of the team and his season ' s schedule of games show Boles to have been a Manager, who was a Manager. Now to the men who donned the foot- ball togs. In the front rank of the scrum Hogan, J. Degnan, and Ganahl alternated as hookers. All were hard and fearless workers and equally adept at getting the oval away from their rivals. The side-rank positions were taken 140 THE REDWOOD care of bj ' Ford, Roberts, and Goetter. They did their work earnestly, followed the pigskin perserveringly, and were in the game at all times. H. Barry, the largest of the forwards, and lock man; together with Tramutolo of the rear rank and Tadich, wing for- ward, played heady and aggressive games throughout the season. They dribbled cleverly and many times started a long rush. With Gallagher at half and Reams and Porterfield in the five eighths posi- tion, that part of the back field was in tiptop shape. Gallagher fed his backs well and like Porterfield had a fine short kick to touch when pressed. Pert was the surest tackier on the team. To Reams goes the crown for being the in- dividual star of the varsity. When he was not busy thrilling the onlookers by his sweeping runs or well nigh impossi- ble kicks from placement, he was find- ing the boundary lines with a long high spiral. On the three-quarter line were Smith, McCabe, Dooling, Barbour, and J. Bar- nard; at fullback Detels. The three- quarters were all good men at advancing the leather, they time and again broke up the passing rushes of the opposing set of backs, and all had good kicks. Detels, at fullback was cool under fire and had a strong boot which he often used advantageously iu finding touch. To the trainers, Ed White and Ray McGovern no small part of the credit for the physical condition of the players be- longs. In administering to the needs of the injured they were of the greatest benefit. Santa Clara 3, Barb riansJ3 On the afternoon of October thirtieth before a goodly number of onlookers. Captain Jarrett led his frisky Santa Clarans against a reno wned team of Rugby veterans and when Referee Reading blew his whistle announcing the end of play the question of super- iority between the veterans and the youngsters remained undecided. The score was three all. Throughout the contest McKenzie and Reams of the backs and H. Barry, Plogan, and Aguirre of the forwards starred for the Red and White. The college scrum worked like a machine against their heavier opponents, the ball being heeled by them to Half-back Gallagher many times, who in turn put in motitm the frequent passing rushes of the Crimson and White backs. Captain Elliott was the leading figure in a Barbarian uniform. With either foot he often found touch and when carrying the ball proved a hard man to stop. Both fifteens ran up their points in the opening half. Santa Clara ' s score was made by Forward Brown who fell on the leather after it had been dribbled over the enemy ' s goal line. The at- tempt to convert was from a diflBcult angle and was unsuccessful. Awarded a penalty kick on account of a Santa Clara player being off side, ' a r. u. THE REDWOOD 141 Elliott tried a place kick onSauta Clara ' s fifteen yard line which went over the bar and gave the Barbs their score. Santa Clara ' s lineup — Forwards: Hogan, J. Degnan, Ganabl, H. Barry, Tadich, Brown, Aguirre, Goetter, Tram- utolo, (Captain) Jarrett; Backs: Galla- gher, McKenzie, Dooling, Smith, Reams, McHenry, Barnard, and Detels. Santa Clara 11, University of tKe Pacific S By decisively routing the Tiger in his own home. Captain Jarrett ' s pursuers of football glory realized one of Coach Mc- Kenzie ' s most ardent wishes. The Pacific fifteen was beaten thoroughly. To the five points they scored, Santa Clara ran up eleven. In the «crum as in the back-field the men of Santa Clara displayed their super- iority. The game was witnessed by a large crowd of spectators. The rooting sec- tions of both institutions were out in full force and gave a plentitude of yells and songs for their respective teams. Yell leaders, Posey and Taylor, had the Santa Clara rooters well drilled and they almost continuonsly filled the at- mosphere with their outbursts of college spirit. Play began with Santa Clara in posi- tion to receive the kick-off. Moverly booted the leather for Pacific deep into Santa Clara territory. Reams received the ball and promptly found touch. The ball was quickly brought into the Univ- ersity boys ' lair through two dribbling rushes by the Santa Clara forwards and a number of short passing bouts in which Gallagher, McKenzie, and Reams took part. From a scrum- up on Pacific ' s thirty-yard line, McKenzie received the pigskin from Gallagher, cleverly swept past two opponents and placed the oval across the enemy ' s line. Reams missed the goal. Shortly after McKen- zie had scored his pretty try, Reams went over Pacific ' s line for the second score, which he easily converted. The half ended with eight points for the Crimson and White and a goose egg for the Orange and Black. In the second period of play occurred the sensation of the afternoon. Santa Clara had the ball within Pacific ' s terri- tory when Needham grabbed the pig- skin out of the loose and ran sixty yards down the field for Pacific ' s lone try. Moverly converted. Spurred on by being scored against, the Santa Clara players put all they had into work and as a consequence Reams took the ball over the line for the last try. The attempt to convert was from a corner of the field and was a failure. The final score read Santa Clara 11, University of Pacific 5. Special mention must be made of the work of McKenzie, Reams, Degnan and Tramutolo of Santa Clara and of Need- ham and Captain Trevarrow of Pacific. The line-up: Santa Clara — Forwards: Ganahl, J. Degnan, Hogan, Goetter, Ford, Roberts, Tramutolo, Jarrett (Capt.) Tadich. Backs: Gallagher, Dooling, 142 THE REDWOOD McKenzie, Reams, Smith, Porterfield, Mc Henry, Detels. Pacific — Forwards: Kiser, Proudj ' , McNair, Rutherford, Tapp, Reid, Welch, Mpverly. Backs: Withrow, Stonier, Sturgin, Douglas, Needham, Trevarrow (Capt.), Turner. Santa Clara 12, Reliance O The game with the Reliance fifteen of Oakland was Santa Clara ' s last prelimi- nary contest in preparation for the St. Mary ' s battle. Santa Clara had but little trouble defeating their rivals, the score being twelve to nothing. The Crimson and White points were gathered by Reams who collected two tries and kicked a penalty goal, Porterfield who made a try and Tramutolo who scored once. A fifty yard run by Three- quarter Barnard and clever work in the loose by Forwards Roberts and Jarrett were features of the afternoon ' s sport from a Santa Clara viewpoint, while for Reliance, Schwartz, Pomeroy and Dalton were the most prominent. Santa Clara was represented by the following: Forwards: Hogan, Ganahl, J. Degnan, Goetter, Ford, Roberts, Tramutolo, (Captain) Jarrett, Tadich. Backs: Gallagher, Porterfield, Reams, Dooling, Smith, Barbour, McCabe, J. Barnard, McDonnell, Detels. St. Mary ' s 5, Santa Clara O On the afternoon of Thanksgiving Day at the Ocean Shore Athletic Field in San Francisco some five thousand people assembled to witness the fir st battle for Rugby supremacy between the Cardinal and the Gray sweatered warriors of St. Mary ' s and Santa Clara College. Of the spectators the majority present were there to manifest their de- votion for their respective Alma Mater. The day though cold did not check the enthusiasm of the rival rooting sec- tions who presented a pretty picture. The Santa Clara adherents under the able direction of Yell Leaders Taylor and Posey made the air resound with their songs and cheers. Across the gridiron from the Crimson and White rooters were gathered the supporters of the Oakland Collegians, who let the hearers know that St. Mary ' s had yells and songs too. Santa Clara ' s rooters wore red hats, white negligee shirts and displayed red and white megaphones. A band was stationed in each section and dispensed sweet music throughout the game. THE GAME St. Mary ' s fifteen appeared on the field first, closely followed by the Santa Clara team. The decided difference in the size of the foes was at once apparent. St. Mary ' s easily outweighing Santa Clara twenty pounds to the man. At 2:45 P- ' - Reams started the game by booting the pigskin against a strong wind to the Oaklanders ' fifteen yard line. Play was slowly worked into Santa Clara territory where it generally re- mained during the first half. The ex- cessive weight of the St. Mary ' s 3-2-3 scrum against Santa Clara ' s 2 3-2 scrum 1 o n p a Q THE REDWOOD M3 and the soggy condition of the field was a difficult proposition that the S. nta Clara forwards had to cope with. The game was extremely rough in the first half, Degnan and Barnard who had put up gritty exhibitions of Rugby, being forced to retire. The winning try was made towards the close of the opening period of play by Dickson, who from a scrum-up on Santa Clara ' s ten yard line was given the ball on a pass from Halfback Diavila. He plunged over his opponents ' line with the leather, scoring the only try of the game. Diavila converted. The star work of the first half was the kicking of Reams and Porterfield and a sensational flying tackle by Detels, all of Santa Clara and the work of Dickson and Starrett of St. Mary ' s. The feature of the second half was the vengeance and spirit with which Santa Clara fought to score and Reams ' phe- nomenal run which was ruled out on a technicality. After receiving the kick- off the Santa Clara backs by a few short kicks and rushes took the ball into their opponents ' camp. It alternated back and forth for awhile finally going out of touch on Santa Clara ' s twenty-five yard line. On the throw in, fleet footed Reams received the pigskin and was off on his famous dash. The Santa Clara players did not go to pieces after Reams great effort had been declared in vain by the referee, but sailed into the game tooth and nail determined to win against all odds. The time pistol rang out short- ly afterwards with the ball in St. Mary ' s ground and closing a game that had im- pressed upon the mind of every Santa Clara rooter that he had seen his team to a man, put up a fight that was a credit to his college and himself. Those taking part in the fray: St. Mary ' s — Forwards: Smith, Cann, Sheehy, Bonnetti, Pantosky, Hughes, Walker, Bell. Backs: Diavila. O ' Connell, Dick- son (Captain), Simpson, Fieberling, Starrett, Leonhardt. Santa Clara — Forwards: J. Degnan, Ganahl, Hogan, Goetter, Ford, Roberts, H. Barry, Jarrett (Captain), Tramutolo, Tadich. Backs: Gallagher, Porterfield, Reams, Smith, Dooling, McCabe, J. Bar- nard, Detels. Referee, Reading. L,inesmen, Philips and Howard. St. Mary Seconds 3, Santa Clara Seconds O The first game between the second fifteens of Santa Clara and St. Mary ' s was played on the latter ' s field and re- sulted in a well earned victory for the pink and blue. The score w:is three to nothing. Santa Clara ' s second team was greatly outweighed by her rival but fought for victory till the last minute of play. The St. Mary ' s score was made in the middle of the stcond half by Donnelly, the speedy wing, who having received the ball on a beautiful pass, safely crossed Santa Clara ' s goal line. The attempt to convert was missed. McCabe, Castrucc io and Irilarry were in the limelight for Santa Clara while 144 THE REDWOOD Donnelly and Walker figured strongly in the Oaklanders ' win. St. Mary ' s Seconds 8, Santa Clara Seconds 6 The second contest between St. Mary ' s and Santa Clara ' s seconds was fought out on Sodality Field, Santa Clara. The visitors again were victors, the score be- ing eight to six. Santa Clara ' s only try was made on a clever forty yard run by McCabe. An easy attempt at converting was a failure. A penalty kick by B. Hartman brought Santa Clara ' s total score to six. St. Mary ' s fifteen scored two tries, one of which was converted making her number of points eight. McCabe and Goetter for the Crimson and White and Simpson and Wilcox for the Pink and Blue did good work. At the close of the above mentioned game the Rugby season of Santa Clara ' s second team was brought to an end. But two games were lost and those to the men from across the bay. Mr. Keany, S. J., the director, Mana- ger Irilarry and Captain Boles are to be complimented on the fifteen ' s successful season. XHe Day-ScHolars Team When the referee ' s whistle blew for time-up in their last game with St. Ignatius the Dayscholars brought to a close a very successful season. This has been the first attempt at a Day- scholars football team and in view of the fact that all but a few members were new to the game, they have made a good record for themselves. This is due in great measure to Mr. Ryan, S- J-, who ever since he assumed charge of the Dayscholars last year, has done all in his power to turn out a first rate team, both in football and on the dia- mond. Manager " Vic " Salberg the popular second-base man on last year ' s Varsity, arranged all the games and put every- thing through without a hitch. Not a little praise for the success of the team is to be given Captain Kelley, the clever little half-back, who when the team seemed to have all the odds against it, injected into his players that fighting spirit so characteristic of him. The Dayscholars started their season by winning the first game against Mountain View High School by the score of 8 to o. Joe Hartman had the honor of making the first try of the year. J. Aquistapace scored the second and last try in that game. Two weeks later they journeyed to Mt. View and again beat the High School, but this time they only scored once, D. Di Fiore making the try. B. Hartman failed to convert from a very diflficult angle. Score 3 to o. Then they had a little hard luck. Santa Clara High School, the present holders of the Rugby championship of Northern California, beat them 5 to o and the second College team defeated them 6 to 5 in the same week. o o o o •pi a w M 03 o w w i f rl Ti| p f ' , fft- 1 Jnj THE REDWOOD 145 Next they played a series of three games against St. Ignatius College of San Francisco. These were the most important games of the whole season. St. Ignatius took the first game, played in the latter part of the Portola cele- bration in San Francisco by the close score of 5 to 3. The second game was also played in San Francisco at the St. Ignatius Stadi- um. This was won by the Dayscholars. Duffey of St. Ignatius made the first try and converted. The Dayscholars, put on their mettle by the apparent ease with which he had made the try, followed the ball up the field in a fine dribbling rush and J. Acquistapace fell on it over the line. B. Hartman con- verted from an easy angle. In the next half, the same player made one of the prettiest drop kicks of the season over the St. Ignatius goal posts. With but one minute of play Harkins carried the ball over the line. B. Hartman failed to convert. Score 12 to 5. The last game of the series was played on Sodality field in Santa Clara. This was the hardest fought game of the whole season. In the first half neither side scored; in the second half a drib- bling rush headed by B. Hartman, ended disastrously for the visitors when he fell on the ball as it crossed the line; he failed to convert. There was no more scoring although at one time the Dayscholars nearly took the ball over only to hear the time-keeper ' s gun de- clare time-up. Score 3 to o. The team lined up as follows. For- wards: D. DiFiore, C. DiFiore, Jacobs, J. Acquistapace, H. Hogan, D. Har- kins, H. Crane, J. Hartman. Backs: Kelly (Capt.), Fowler, Cauhape, Green, B. Hartman, F. Aquistapace, Ramage. Subs. T. Riordan, C. Aquistapace. D. Di FIORE, ' 12. Second Division A.tKletics With the St. Mary ' s game over, foot- ball on the Campus has come to a close; the husky Juniors at the call of Basket- ball and Track, terminate another suc- cessful year of the English game. Mr. O ' Brien ' s coaching labors were certainly not in vain, since he has turned out a team that bids fair to reach the standard of his last year ' s Juniors, who were be- yond the shadow of a doubt the best team Second Division ever could boast. This year ' s Juniors under Capt. Curry and managed by C. Rowley did not taste de- feat during the entire season. Although in most of their games they were out- weighed by their opponents, neverthe- less, low tackling and splendid plays always crowned their efforts with suc- cess. The principal encounters of the sea- son were those with the Second Teams of the University of the Pacific, San Jose and Santa Clara High Schools in which the fast, gritty Seconders trimmed their opponents to the tunes of 10, 24 and 20 to o respectively. Special mention should be given the following men who played a smashing game throughout the year: Forwards: Doland, Boland and Kingston. Backs: 146 THE REDWOOD Curry(Captain), Rowley, Ray and Plant. The line up of the team is as follows: Forwards: Kingston, Boland, Leonard, O ' Connor, Kilburn, Doland, Cleghorn and Sick. Backs: Curry (Captain), Row- ley, Hardy, Ray, Sargent, Plant, and Rianda. The Savages Capt. De Martini ' s Savages ran tiie Juniors a close race for the football laurels of the Division. This team also coached by Mr. O ' Brien put up a splen- did article of Rugby and in a year or two they will be a team to be reckoned with. All through the season there was perfect harmony amongst the players and this accounts greatly for their suc- cess. Good work was performed by De Martini (Captain), Powell and Lewis in the ranks of forwards while the play- ing of Costello, Cosgrave and Galliano in the backs, is worthy of mention. The line-up is as follows: Forwards: De Martini (Captain), Lewis, Martz, Mill- burn, Collins, Powell and Donovan. Backs: Costello, Cosgrave, Galliano, Casey, Martin, Menager and Falvey. The Midgets Last but not least, the Midgets dis- card their paraphernalia and bring to a close, with the other Rugbyites of the Campus, their season of football. The little youngsters are to be admired for the spirit they manifest in their sports and we hope they will continue in the same strain throughout the scholastic year. — Lawrence O ' Connor. J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12. THK RKDWOOD ► ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦-■. 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THE REDWOOD o-o-o--o-©-o-o-o--©-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o--o-o-oc5-o-o--©-o-o-o-o--©-o-o-o-e-o-o- 6 6 6 6 6 6 I Q 6 6 INCORPORATED 53 West Santa Clara Street Telephone Brown i6ii THE STORE THAT SAVES YOU MONEY Carpets, Drajjeries, Fursiitiire Cinoleums and llPisido v $t)ades Carpets Cleaned and Relaid O 6 t I o 6 6 6 6 upholstering q O -O-O-O-O-O-O-O- -0-0-0-C3--0-0-0 O -0-0--0-0-0 -©-0-0--0-0-©-©- -©- -©-©-©-© I,, p. SWIFT, Pres. LEROY HOUGH, Vice-Pres. E. B. SHUGERT. Tieas. | ' Directors— L. F. Swift, I,eroy Hough, Henry J. Crocker, W. D. Dennett and Jesse W. Lilienthal. {Ks CAPITAI, PAID IN $1,000,000.00 | WESTERN MEAT COMPANY PORK PACKERS AND SHIPPERS OF IDMESSKIO BKEF, MUTTON ANB P®MK: Hides, Pelts, Tallow, Fertilizer, Bones Hoofs, Horns, Btc. MONARCH AND GOI d:EN GATE BRANDS CANNED MEATS, BACON, HAMS AND LARD y GEN:ERAI, OFFICIS: Sixth and Townsend Streets, San Francisco, Cal. T Cable Address STEDFAST, San Francisco. Codes Ai. ABC 4th Edition Packing House and Stock Yards Distributing Houses «£j South San Francisco, San Mateo Co., Cal. San Francisco, Oakland, San Jose, Sacramento and Stockton p .e»«H«. «H»H« .«no» »Mt «»o» « a ' ' e « «»i «« o« ai CK« ii»«»»»«»Miwy«a " » " ' « ' « ow ft-»« ' ' " ' -« ' ' ' »a « ' ' " »w« ' MP ' " ftMgi ' ' »- ' v ' ' ' »wft ' ». ' »- k» " ■ »■• IS in U ' r M I I Phone Black 5191 f l( •»• ♦t• » " fl•♦» ' Jtul»»f»» »fA «H9« 9 ' 4» A« THE REDWOOD H iters a 2-4 Ellis Street B. A. Creith, Manager Phone Main 283 GARDEN CITY IMPIvBMBNT 8c VEHICLE CO. San Kranclsco H A R H E S s -f opposite City Hall Agents for Moliae Plow CompaKy A McCormick Harvesting- Machinery R Fish Bros. Mandt " Wagons D Henney Durant— Dort Buggies W International Gas l ngines A International Auto Buggies R U . S. Cream Separators E 190-aoo Sott ' -h Market St. t t -M ■ ♦♦♦ ♦♦ -M-M- -M-M - -M 4 4M .M-H - - {-f - 4-H 4-M- -4-- -M ' -t- -M- -M- € O Phone 151 :East 374 South Second Street, San Jose ■ ! and liave us serve you with the very best Ice Cream or Soda iu San Jose. Order your French Candies from us. ! % 16 South First Street and 87 East Santa CSara Street, San Jcse P. SMITH, Inc. First and San Carios Streets 244 Stockton Street ...EYerytfiiRg in ill SIC and iusica! lestniments.... Manufacturer Byron Mauijy Gold Medal Pianos San Francisco, Cal. THR REDWOOD I BILLY HOBSON I The College Fashion Setter Every New Fad can be found at BILLY ' S, 24 South FifSt St., San Jose HABERDASHERS, CLOTHIERS TO COLLEGE MEN « A. G. COL CO. vwinnt;mt ' s jfm MMt WHOLESALE Commission Merchants TELEPHONE MAIN 309 84 to 90 North Market St., San Jose, Cal. DUFFEY BMOS. COMPANY PLUMBERS Retiring from Business. $100,000 Stock Sold at a Sacrifice. Complete Bath Room Set - $40. OO 1127-1131 Market Street San Francisco SAN JOSE TRANSFER CO. Moves Everything That is I oose Phone Main 78 Office — 62 East Santa Clara Street, San Jose. xx:ccccccccccTheTe is Nothing Better Than Our::::;: ::: :: : :: :::: BOIQIET T AS AT 50 C£NTS PER POUND ]Sven though you pay a higher price CBYI ON, ]eNGI,ISH BREAKFAST, AND BASKFT FIRFD JAPAN P ARMBRS UNION, San Jose THE REDWOOD SOLE DISTRIBUTORS OF Coulsom ' s Poultry and Stock Food Supply Co. KINGMAN IMPLEMENTS . . Direct From Factory . . ST. JOSEPH ' S BRAND OF CHURCH CANDLES THE CITY STORE Groceries . Hardware . Implements 56-64 SOUTH MARKET ST. SAN JOSE, CAL. ij Cunnlnqhsm, Curtiss Wekb I I j] Printers, Booksellers and n V. Blank Book Manufacturers STATIONERS i 561-571 MARKET STREET, | SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. I J THE REDWOOD New Line of ClotKin especially adapted for High School Boys College Cliap, Sr. College Cliap, Jr« 78 South First St. San Jose, Cal. -250NN0R_SArm;ARIUM Conducted by Sisters OF Charity Training School for Nurses in Connection Race and San Carlos Street, San Jose, Cal. Young IVIen. ' s P tJ.rrLi h.ings And the New Fall and Winter styles in Neckwear, Hosiery and GloVeS O ' BRIEN ' S Santa Clara Cal. 7%,, f - o ' " " . JOS. ANNINGER BRUSH MANUFACTURER Carpet S ' weepers B epaired 23 South Second St. San Jose, Cal, J. P. JARMAN, Wall Paper -ESTIMATES GIVEN FOR- Decorating, Painting and Papering Agent for " W. P. FUI,I,ER ' S Pure, Prepared Paints -90 Sonth Second St. Phone, John 1021 OBERDEENER ' S PHARMACY For Drugs and Sundries Kodaks and Kodak Supplies Franklin Street, Santa Clara, Cal, Qg gw [ ;ouvre Billmd and Jlrt Hooms S3 12. first Street (next to Victory theatre) San Jose new Billiard Cables Heiv iilanaaement Keduced Prices THE REDWOOD ackard Shoes for Men $3.50 $4.00 $5.00 evi:pvY fair made to we:ar SKipment of Nobby AAT ' jnter Styles Just Arrived PACKARD SHOE STORE M. Leipsig, Sole Agent 73 NortH First Street, San Jose, Cal. Patroniije the..... OAK BARBER SHOP II35 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. WE STRIVE TO PLEASE f The Belmont 24t2e Fountain Alley H. E. WILCOX D. M. BURNETT ATTORN:eYS AT I, AW Rooms 19 and 20, Safe Deposit Building San Jose, Cal. " MKN ' S CI.O ' FHES SHOP " Full line Geuts ' Furnishings and Shoes. Agency of Royal Tailor-Made Clothing Successor to t,. W. Starr Phone Clay 363 Santa Clara, Cal. 1054 Franklin Street 6 PER GENT. INTEREST Paid on Term Deposits Continental Building and Loan Association Apply to ROBERT A. FATJO Paeijie cManaJaetarmg Go. DBALBRS IN GENERAL MILLWORK MOULDINGS Telephone North 401 SANTA CLARA, CAL. ♦ ♦♦»♦♦»»»» ♦♦♦ ♦»♦♦ » ♦»»♦♦ ■»-♦-» ♦♦♦♦ »♦♦ »♦ »»♦»♦♦♦»♦♦♦ ♦ ♦♦♦»♦»♦»♦■»■■ THE REDWOOD ' • H- ' • -•J••i•• H•• •i " ' ' ' 4 ' • ' • -I " H• • • •J• •s-•5 • ' • ■ ' •i• ' •■ • • • ' ' •• • • And we always hand out the finest Candies, Fancy Drinks and ices. Headquarters for College Boys who know what ' s Good tf mWlf .M , » » BAN JOSE 4. } 4•4 4i 4 4■ ' • ' 4 ' 4 ' M ' 4 4 4•4 4•• 4•• • 4 • • 4 ' 4 •I ' I 4 4 I I ' ' • ■m ' . 9 I Otar Worli is tlae Best | I Imperial Dyeing and Cleaning House j J Suits Cleaned and Pressed s 5 Our Chemical Cleaning is tlie latest French Process £ I 2021 Franklin Street J ' Phone Grant 131 I Contract System $1.50 a Month Santa Clara, Cal. £ F. A. ALDERMAN STATIONEJRY, BI,ANK BOOKS, ETC. CIGARS AND TOBACCO All Kinds of Fountain Pens Next to Postoffice Baseball and Sporting Goods Santa Clara T. MUSGRAVE P. GFELI, T. MUSGRAVE CO. lyatehtnakcrs, oidsmitbs and Silversmiths 3272 Twenty-First Street San Francisco SANTA CLARA RESTAURANT AND OYSTER HOUSE Fresh OvsterSt €rsbs and Shrimps Gverv Day IHeals at JEl! Hours. Oyster Loaves a Specialty. Oyster Cocktails 10 and 15 cts. Oysters to take home: Eastern 30c per dozen; California 50c per hundred Private Rooms for Families I». COSXEt. Open Day and Night. rr i " Pv 1 " PI •11 t PI 1 Headquarters for The Douglas Billiard Parlors Base Ball News ALI SPORTS AND ATHI,FTIC INFORMATION 27 South Second Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD Importer and Manufacturer of SHIRTS MADE TO ORDER A SPECIALTY , Men ' s Fine Furnishing Goods Underwear, Neckwear, Driving Gloves, Etc. 10 South First Street Phone, JOHN 3571 Dougherty Grocery Co. We carry a full line of Choice Family Groceries, ■with a Fine Supply of Fresh Fruit and Vegetables. ALL GOODS DELIVERED PROMPTLY AND FREE OF CHARGE GIVE US A CALL B. J. DOUGHERTY J. W. CUNNINGHAM 103 S. MARKET ST., Opp. Post Office, SAN JOSE, CAL. Agent for Thompson Bros. Fine Shoes for Men .... Santa Clara California ENZEL HARDWARE CO. Phone Clay 331 Franklin Street, Santa Clara, Cal. ANYTHING FROM A PIN TO A PILEDRIVER PROMPT SERVICE are as interested as any other young fellows in Good Clothes. That ' s why we ' ve taken the time to bring your attention again to San Jose ' s best Good Clothes Shop. We want you to know us — to know our Good Clothes — to know our Good Methods. The Model First and San Fernando " " ™»»™™™ San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD ovthcrn Pacific 65 Gj T R Q o The ideal Fall and Winter Route via New Orleans and rail or steamer. Through standard Pullman sleepers. Through personally conducted Tourist Sleepers to Washington, Chicago and Cincinnati. Liberal stopover privileges. Througli tickets sold to all points East, Europe, The Orient, Monolulu, Portland and South America. 40-East Santa Clara Slrcct-40 A. A. HAPGOOD, City Ticket Agent E. SHILLINGSBURG. Div. Pass. Agent SOUTHERN PACIFIC THE REDWOOD MOVED Chas. Hernandez Particular College Tailor SUCCESSOR r o LUNEBURG HERNANDEZ Once Manager for Winninger, now at 12 North Second St. Porter Building " The Best For Your Money Always " DR. T. E. GALLUP DENTIST North Main Street, One Block from Car I ine Phone Clav, 6Si vSanta Clara, Cal, ■ -f-f -f ♦-♦•♦♦-♦•- ► •♦■-♦-♦■•♦■♦♦♦♦♦♦-♦■♦-♦•♦♦ ♦♦■♦-♦■■♦-♦- Gift Jewelry... Select it at Lean ' s. Here you ' ll find a most complete and beautiful assortment of new jewelry styles of every sort. Gifts from Lean ' s are appreciated. W. C. LEAN t First and San Fernando Sts. San Jose ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦■♦-♦♦♦♦♦- ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦-♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ - -♦-♦-♦♦♦♦»♦■♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦■»■ THE REDWOOD SAN JOSE BAKING C J. BREITWIESER, Manager The cleanest and most sanitary bakery in Santa Clara Valley. We supply the most prominent hotels. Give us a trial. Our bread, pies and cakes are the best. PHONE MAIN 609 433-435 Vine Street San Jose, Cal. o-o-e- o-o-o-o o- o-o c e o-o-o-o-o-G o -o-o-o o-o -o-o-G o-o-o-o-o o- o-o-o o 6 To @Qt a 3ood Peq ?)i fe 9 . G!BT A KRUSIX7S. Guaranteed to be as it ought to be. It it should not prove to be that we will T O be glad to exchange with you until you have one that is Q I I MANICURE TOOLS, RAZORS g v Guaranteed the same way. If you wish to shave easily, and in a hurry, get a HillcttC Safety Kazoi . A y The greatest convenience for the man who shaves himself. f 9 9 THE JOHN STOCK SONS O Sinners, Roofers and Plumbers 9 " Phone Main 76 71-77 South First Street, San Jose, Cal. " o -0-0-0-0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0- 0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- -0-0-00-0-0-0- o j; As an Office Man or Mercliant 4» Are you interested in the quality, cost and cfcaracter of ♦ the paper used in your clerical department? Of course you are. Then why not buy that line of stationery that t combines UtiSity, Service and Appearance and at the same f time costs less than any similar lines now on the market. I XME REOAI. TYPEll RIXEM FAFKRS .}. Totlay Represent tlie Most Comps-eihensive t,iae Sold .♦« EVERY -WANT CAN BE SUI»r«L2E» .y .,j,.,j,..,j, j,-,j,.,j,-,j,- .,j...j...«,-,j,--,;.-»j,.,j,. .,j,_»j,-,j..-,j,-»j,..j,.,j,. .♦j,.,»,.»j..,j,..j,..»j».,j,. «j,,j, ..j,.,j«..,j,., oseltlLeii Hardivare Co Ender ' s Dollar Safety Razor Gillett ' s Safety Razors Spalding ' s Sporting Goods Henckel ' s Pocket Knives 138 South First Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD -f Phone Temporary 140 Wholesale and Retail FISH I EAI.KR FRESH, SAI,T, SMOKJBD, PICKI ED and BRIE D FISH 520 Merchant Street San Francisco - We give special attention to COLLEGE PRINTING AND ENGRAVING ALWAYS STRIVING FOR STRIKING EFFECT PROGRAMS . MENUS . INVITATIONS . ETC. All Our Hobbys ELVIN MURGOTTEN, Inc. Phone Main 604 80-82-84 E. San Fernando Street, San Jose IDO 176-182 South First Street, San Jose Branch at Clark ' s Order your pastry in advance Picnic launches R. E. JVIARSH Dealer In Furniture, Carpets, Linoleums, Matting, Window Sliades, Etc. Upholsterlne and Carpet Work A Specialty Phtme Clay 576 I.O, O. F. Building, Santa Clara, Cal. THE REDWOOD T here s much So-f isfact on in be ' i na CK lea. dcK SEE THAT nr tai ot-|r 9 lecL S. J-U. Wi nn Inger. Second «». n«4 So-nt C V ft, THE re:dwood Fhoue Maiti 190 Agents S. F. Da ily Papers r r General Merchandise I § ww» b - w B e i«.| Biiwi| Menlo Park California Munson ' s Prescription Pharmacy H. G. Munson ' s " YE-TI-VA " Headache and Neuralgia Remedy P. O. Box 266 San Jose, Cal. Telephone North 1261 Perfect Satisfaction Guaranteed ise Lai 867 SHERMAfM STREET I. RUTH, Agent - - - 1037 Franklin Street CLEAN SHAVE GOOD HAJRCUTTIMG Agency Temple Laundry Santa Ciara, Cal. Invites you to it ' s rooms to read, rest and enjoy a cup of coffee open from 6 a. m. to 10:30 p. m. UNIVERSAL BAKERY H NRY VOI TMKR, Proprietor 1 151 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. ©-©-o-o-©-o-o-o--o-©-o-e--o-©-©-©-o-©--©-o-oo-o-©-o-o-©-o-e--©-o- ' 0-o--o-o-o- SON CO. t Paints, Wall Paper, Window Mk% Picture Frames, Etc. % 6 56 and 58 West San feraando Street, %m Jose, Cal. 9 - — -— -. -— — — — o Q 6 i o 9 6 Papering, Painting and Decorating our Specialty 9 6 9 ©-©-©-©-©-©-©-©--©-©-©-©--©-©-©-©-©-©--©-©-©-©-©-©--©-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--C-0-0 THK RHDWOOD Phone Black 5401 Established 1875 .yaer JEWELERS and SILVERjSMITHS Watches, Diamonds, Fine Gold Jewelry, Silverware. A large and most complete stock of New and Artistic Novelties in all our lines, for CHRISTMAS PRESENTS ENGRAVING FREE 8 South First Street Safe Deposit Bank Building % Oils, Varnishes, Brushes, Glass, I Automobile Oil, Wholesale and - ° s " ° ' - I Retail. Dealer in WALL PA- Bass Bmter Pure Paints I PER and ROOM MOULDINGS i 314-316 Soutli First St. San Jose, California | Jfcademy of Hdtre Dame $anta €:iara» California I HIS institution under the direction of the Sisters of Notre Dame affords special advantages to parents wishing to secure to their children an education at once solid and refined. For further information apply to Santa €:iara» 0aU Sister Superior THK REDWOOD Some swell new shapes for the winter season Sole agents for Crossuts $5.00 Bench Made Shoes. 74-76 Sooth First St. Retailers of Good Shoes ■ft -f f - - --f-f4--f -f-HK ' -M-- 4- -f -M- ' -H ' -4 - - - - -f4- ' « 4 - -0-4-- ' J. J. WHELAN no MAIN STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. THR REDWOOD JL .» »3 « THE p al d i n ; Trade-Mark Is known throughout the world as a Guarantee of Quality are the Largest Manufa !furers in the World of FOR ALL ATHLETIC SPORTS ANJ) PASTIMES lOll are interested in Athletic Sports you should have a copy of the Spalding Catalogue. It ' s a complete en- cyclopedia of What ' s New in Sport, and is sent free on request A. G. Spalding Bros. 156 Geary Street San Francisco, Cal. Craveiicttes and English Kain Coats The rainy season is here and so is our complete stock of Cravenettes and Engliih rain coats The English rain coats are rain-proof garments tailored in the height of style, and are just as much an overcoat as they are a rain coat. It is a gentleman ' s coat in every particular Cravenettes are guaranteed to keep you dry. They are large, full-backed models and can be warn as overcoats. We are showing these rain-proof garments in all the pat- terns identified with the season, and fully guarantee water- proof quality Prices $15 to $45 TKe Hastings ClotKing Co. Furnishings Post and Grant Avenue Hats Shoes TraveHng Goods THK REDWOOD CLOTHIERS TAIL S that and oui ' i Corrccily Styled Fall Clothes t are faultless in tit and thoroughly dependable in tailoring J materials, are the only sort we offer for your inspection in mmense collection of noted clothing for men and young men. HATTERS istfitters for All Maiikind 55-59 South First St. SAR! JOSE, CAL8FORNIA FUROTSflEIJS 4 A. F. BKOSIUS CO. ' 5, Paper BLANK BOOK MANDFACTOKEBS Magazines and Music Bound Any Style -♦- Opposite the Old Location 26 West St. John St., San Jose, Cal. t t fy- - . if - - - - - if -i - ' y- - - - - ' - COFFEE ROAvSTERS 373 West Santa Clara Street TEA IMPORTERS Phone Jolm 1231 COFFEE S, TEAS " AND SPICES. . . San Jose S. G. WINCH Colle and Pesiaiit® amd Supplies 80 South First St., San Jose THE REDWOOD ♦ .M H- -M-M -f-M- ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦»»♦ ♦♦ 44-M ' 4 444 M " M ' 4-f-M " H 4-f -4444 44-f-f Suit Cases, Trunks, Traveling Bags I Wallets, Fobs, Hat Bands, Toilet Sets, Art Leather, Umbrellas, Photo Frames, Etc. t 77 North First Street San Jose If You Want a Finished FOTO HAVE BUSHNELL Take it. The Leader of San Jose Photographers 41 NORTH FIRST STREET SAN JOSE, CAL. t Suitable £bri$tmas Presents.. I automobil:© and carriag: ROBES, WHIPS and BI ANKBTS We also carry a full line Saddles, Carriages and Buggies % V . KOCH, 133-133 B. Santa Clara St , San Jose A. J. BHEIN, Jeweler 15 West Santa Clara Street Phone James iioi SAN JOSE, CAl . THE REDWOOD " S ' ET " VJST ' " P XJ " IT TT 1 T S " great and lasting pleasure as books r ILf TV 1 K-IIyOryl 1 D and yet cost so little. Call and see our magnificent assortment. MAYNAR.OS ' , Books, Stationery and Fountain Pens 114 South FJr.m Street San Jose " il WI ' Wf " - ' " ™ ' ™ ™ Knox Hat Agency E want every college man ' s trade and we want him to know our store and be acquainted with the class of mer- chandise that w e have to offer in the novelties of season. This store is the home of Hart Schaffner Marx clothes — a fact by itself a guarantee of correctness in suits and overcoats. We have all the novelties of the season in furnishing goods and hats, and show them here as soon as created. We are headquarters for Full Dress and Tuxedo suits and can fit any one from our stock. SPRING ' S, Inc. Santa Clara and Market Sts. San Jose, California Go to — — :==@) G KO, J, M U M S C H K I. ...For Your... Harness and Stable Supplies 1085 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. 4-4--M ' -hM-M--f h44-4 -M " f4 -f4-M--»-4-M 4 ' M - -4 44 M- ! ' -M ' -f4 -M- -H -f- 4- Headquarters for College Kelloi vs Catidon ' s £aiidy Store Ice Cream and Cai dies Quality Paramount 4»» -M-H-H Santa Clara THE RKDVVOOD SAN JOSE, CAL. F. A. GIESEA, Proprietor and Manager Wednesday, Dec. 15 — Geo. M. Cohan in " The Yankee Prince ' Sunday, Dec. 26 — The Big Music Show 9? Three Nights, Dec. 27, 28, 29— The Greatest of All Biblical Plays WRIGHT LORIMER in ' ' The Shepherd King As big a production as Ben Hur. ? I ♦ 1 t ♦ t t f Nace Printing Company The Printers that made All Others Jealous 955-961 Washington Street Santa Clara, Cal. -A-.V-.V-.S- .•♦.-A.y.«». 4 t 4 " t All the Winter Styles at Lowest Prices . . . UNIVERSITY DRUG Cor. Santa Clara and 3. Second Sts. San Jose thl: redwood LANGLEY ' S PEROXIDE DENTAL CREAM A perfect Dentifrice in paste form. It cleanses, whitens and beautifies the teeth. This is supplied in convenient collapsible tubes with key to facilitate discharge of con- tents which comes out in the form of tape, lying flat upon the brush. PRICE 25 Cents. LANGLEY ' S PEROXIDE LIQUID DENTIFRICE To those who prefer a liquid Dentifrice this preparation will particularly appeal. It is a most effective mouth wash, and penetrates all the nooks and corners, removing all objectionable foreign matter. It leaves the mouth with a cool, pleasant sensation and the breath perfectly sweet. A boon to men whose breath is offensive from the excessive use of tobacco. PRICE 2.5 Cents. LANGLEY ' S PEROXIDE TOOTH POWDER A most excellent dentifrice, free from any abrasive which might injure the enamel. Its regular use will prevent the formation of Tartar. Strengthens the gums, makes the teeth pearly white, and leaves the breath delicately perfumed. Put up in convenient patent top cans. PRICE 25 Cents. For Sale toy ASl I ' irst-class asrug-grists Langley Michaels Co. MANUFACTURING PHARMACISTS San Francisco Jacob Eberhard, Pres. and Manager John J. Eberhard, Vice-Pres. and Ass ' t Manager EBERHAR£_TANNI Tanners, Curriers and Wool Pullers Harness-Ladigo and Lace Leather. Sole and Upper Leather, Calf, Kip and Sheepskins Eberhard ' s Skirting Leather and Bark Woolskin Santa Clara, ..... California 1 t Wha t You Want in Your Si uit Nobby Cut, Attractive Fabric, Finest Tailoring, Best Trimmings, Perfect Fit, Lowest Price WILL GIVE THEM ALL. EDWIN McCarthy Over Arcade San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD 4 444 4- 4-4 .. 44444444,44444 44444444444444 y444 44444 44-4444444 f OAKLAND ' S LEADING COLLEGE TAILORS " Ask the fellows who wear our clothes ' ' 1157-1159 Washington Street ' OAKLAND 4-M " f44-444-M " H -44-M " M " M " M ' -» " M -M- -M-M-HMHH- -M ♦ -♦-f •M-M--f -M -f-M- -M- 0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-C-0--0-0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 9 o O Phone Tempiirary 459 Cable Address: " RANKEN " Q 6 o o 6 6 A. J. RANKEN CO. o 6 6 t GRO C E R S 9 (INCORPORATED) O j IMPORTERS AND WHOLESALE 9 «f T% r iST " SP Tfc C o o I § SPECIALTIE-S 6 Celebrated A. J. R. Brand Baking Powder . Coffees — Green, Roasted and Ground 9 O . Q p Direct Importers of Teas q 6 6 " Ruby " Brand of Main Corn 2 Strictly Pure California Olive Oil 9 2 9 9 Direct Packers of Canned and Dried 6 ? FRUITS, RAISINS AND SALMON 9 o 9 250-252 Fremont Street San Francisco 9 9 o 3 o-o-o-o o- o o-o -o-o-o-o -o-o-o o-o -o-o-o-o-o-o -o-o-o-o -o-o-o-o-o -o-o-o THE REDWOOD East But Hot Least Our aim is CLASSY CLOTHES, perfect fit with satisfaction SUITS $20 and up Our cutting department is under the immediate supervision of an experienced COLLEGE TAILOR, late of Oxford University. Che Hafmml tailors 43 north Tirst St, Sm Jose m iiy ¥ . v® THP RPDWOOD FEBRUARY, 1910 THE REDWOOD m m. mS iii mm m mS M M mM . The Store Where Young Men Are Known and Their Tastes Ap- And so we say to all young men, every- where, if you really lf| want better style, ex- cellent pattern s and materials you owe it to yourself to step into the store and see our Spring Models, embracing thous- ands of patterns and numerous models from ten to thirty Dollars, THE JUVENILE Style Originators to College Fello ws 130 Grant Ave. san francisco • • i l » W c €fKlcie ■ ; 3CS FOSS HICKS CO THE REDWOOD ' ■•; ___ _ i, l it || No. 35 West Santa Clara Street I SAN JOSE i i 5 iiS Real estate, Coatis ■ Itii estfiients I Si A select and up-to-date list of just snch properties as the Home-Seeker and Investor Wants I i oo I I I I INSURANCE I I Fire, L,ife and Accident in tlie best Companies p i i GOLDSTEIN CO. 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Jerome Ricard, S. J. Herbert Ganahl, ' 12 Lawretice O ' Connor Victor C. Cresalia 147 148 155 157 167 168 172 176 177 179 181 184 185 188 190 Nace Printing Co. |s Santa Clara, Cal. t " »-- «.. ' Officers Varsity Baseball Team mioto by hushnell y. AkTin-K McHknkv, Manager Thomas F. Keli.y, Coach Raymond K. MtCioVERN, Caplain ■ . Entered Dec. iS, igo2, at Santa data, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March 3, rSyg. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., FEBRUARY, 1910. No. 4.5 THE TWO CITIES (a sonnbt) ff, sleep J saw two cities, s nd the one Appeared heijond all other aities fair; he husij hum of trade filled all the air, nd streets and buildings glistened in the sun — Of marble all. Jet laughter heard J none, or sound of son nor any mirth was there. J asked an a£ed nnan o ' er borne with care, " ho governs here? " ho answered, " JLeason, son. " cPoorer the other aitij seemed. y eye eh arasy streets and buildings all awry; Jet was it rich mere sordid wealth above, (For S)0y dwelt there and Jxau£hter all the day. £roup of happy children passed that way: " ho governs here? " J asked. J heir answer, " Jtove. " . . pooling, S)r., ' 09. 148 THE REDWOOD ' VEHICLES or THE AIR " (victor I OUGHEED ' S POPUI.AR EXPOSITION OF MODERN AERONAUTICS REVIEWED) N a commentary on a book claimed by experts in aerial navigation to be the most complete and compre- hensive history of aviation ever pub- lished, I may be pardoned if I allow a sentiment of State pride to actuate me in devoting myself particularly to that portion of the work which deals with a Californian ' s studies, conceptions and triumphs in the science of aeronautics. Appearing at a time when man ' s centu- ries of unremitting, and often tragic endeavor to sail the clouds has at last been crowned with success, the book is replete with opportune and valuable in- formation and data with reference to the development and uses of balloons, dirigible airships and beavier-than-air machines. The world loves to flatter itself that it is progressive, but the world does not take kindly to ideas in advance of its popular thought, and the memory of the present-day man runneth easily back to a period when the conscientious propo- nent of aeronautical ideas was regarded with feelings akin to pity. There was something admirable in using the wings of the imagination and fiying wilh Jules Verne on a trip to the moon, but the man who proposed an actual flight with wings, in imitation of the bird, was a fit subject for jest and ridicule. The astronomer who discovered the rotation of the earth was laughed to scorn by the wise men who knew that the sun moved. The sailor who proved the rotundity of the globe underwent a mental martyrdom at the hands of learned mockers who knew the earth was flat. The successors of those monopolists of intellect have scorned the theories, principles and possibilities of aerial flight, until the principles have given birth to facts and the facts are illustrated by Bleriot ' s winged flight across the English channel, Zepperlin ' s aerial voyage over the realm of the Kaiser, and the Wright Brother ' s feat of circling around the statute of Liberty in the harbor of New York. Of all American writers, Victor Lougheed alone seems to have grasped the subject of aeronautics with a mind thoroughly equipped for the task; — be alone seems to have had the zeal to collate the data, combining with that zeal the intelligence to analyze the data, and the daring, in that connection, to publish his unbiased judgment along with the authentic documents upon which that judgment is based. " Vehicles of the Air " is a popular exposition of modern aeronautics, pub- lished by the Reiily and Britton Com- pany Chicago. Mr. Eougheed, its author, is a member of the Aeronautic Society, founder member of the Society THE REDWOOD 149 of Automobile Engineers, a former editor of " Motor, " and author of " Some Trends of Modern Automobile Design " . In the preparation of the present work, he claims to have been influenced largely by the lack of any concrete and popular treatise on aerial navigation. To remedy this condition in some de- gree he has sought to produce an ade- quate, up-to date presentation of what is fast becoming one of the most impor- tant and attractive fields of modern engineering. Because the subject of aeurouautics is so new that very few can lay claim to its mastery, he planned ' ' a volume that should appeal to gener- al curiosity as well as to particular in- terest. " In the work at hand, it has been his province to record rather than to create, and he declares that he has not expected to accomplish more than " a discriminating and consistent addi- tion of new material to old, with the two arranged and related in an orderly and informing manner. " The author expresses the hope that his book may help to stimulate the English-speaking races into some paral- lel with foreign enthusiasm in aeronau- tics; " for it seems as true as it is regret- able that the nations that developed the Wright Brothers, Montgomery, Chanute, Eangley, Herring, Pilcher, Stringfellow, Wenham, Hargrave, Henson, Maxim, McCurdy, Curtiss and others, and which once were found always in the van of the world ' s progress in science and in- vention, are replacing their one-time zeal for promising innovations and scorn of hampering precedents with an imita- tive and trailing commercialism. " He asserts, as an indisputable fact, that the less tradition-trammeled engineers of continental Europe are the first to per- ceive the beginnings of the practical and commercial era in aeronautics, just as they were first to perceive it in the case of the automobile. " And equally is it a fact that the United States and the British governments, and American and English capitalists, continue con- spicuously tardy in their recognition of the newest and least-limited advance in the history of transportation. " A most alluring argument in favor of aerial navigation is offered when the author refers to the fact that man ' s movements about the planet he inhabits are restricted to a maximum of the three traversible media with which he can come into physical contac t. " He can travel by land, by water — and by air. Of the three media the air alone exists over the earth ' s entire surface, thus de- manding for its utilization neither speci- ally-constructed highways nor restriction of journeys such as limit or make costly all eflScient transportation on land and water. And, more than all this, there are unknowable forces greater than the mere opinions and activities of men, so it is only consistent with experience of human progress and observation of the eternal logic of things to recognize that sooner or later mankind must conquer this last highway of the world, thus finally asserting the dominion over all things terrestrial that is declared his right by divine scripture. " The " lighter-than-air " vehicle, the I50 THE REDWOOD balloon, the author regards as an evasion rather than a solution of the real prob- lem of aerial navigation. " It floats in the air rather than navigates it, and so is no more a flying machine than a cork in the sea is an ocean liner. " The aeroplane is considered far and away the most promising of the several types of machines insofar as any pres- ent vision can discern. " This type of aircraft is sustained by the reactions of the air rotations and streams under and adjacent to its inclined curved surfaces, and in nature finds its analogy in the soaring bird, and particularly in certain insects. Ordinarily, to fly, an aeroplane must keep moving, wherefore it must at- tain lateral speed before it can rise and must retard to a stop in alighting. With- out exception, all the successes recently achieveved in the United States and abroad have been with curved-wing aeroplanes. " And now, having reached the aero- plane type, of which an exhau- tive his- tory, with numerous descriptions, draw- ings and photogravures, is presented, we come to the investigators of aeroplane problems, and in this connection the author makes the assertion that the most important, original and successful work that has been done may be as- cribed to a comparatively small number of men — pre-eminent among whom are Ader, Bleriot, Chanute, Langley, the Lilienthals, Montgomery, Penaud, Pil- cher, Santos-Dumont, Wenham, the Wrights, and the Voisins. All of these inventors, scientists and aeronauts are dealt with in individual sketches, but I single from the group one name in particular, the name of a Californian, and, in reviewing an East- ern estimate of Prof. John J. Montgom- ery of Santa Clara College, I am re- minded that nearly every Californian who has achieved fame has been in- debted to the discerning, analytical minds of the East and of Europe. Joaquin Miller, by the way, got his first laurels from the critics of London; Bret Harte was little appreciated in the west until New York hailed him as a genius; and, even as in the case of our literary lights, so has it been with our inventors and men of science, and especially so with the man whom Victor Eougheed, in the volume under discussion, has practically proclaimed the father of successful modern aviation. " On April 29, 1905, " says the author, " in California, there was publicly per- formed a feat which no competent and unprejudiced person who investigates its details can fail to characterize as the greatest single advance in the history of aerial navigation. " The gliding flight of Prof. Montgomery ' s aeroplane on that occasion is described at length, " the spiral and circling turns being executed with an ease and grace almost beyond description, level travel accomplished with the wind and against it, figure- eight evolutions performed without diffi- culty, and hair-raising dives were terminated by abrupt checking of the movement by changing the angles of the wing surfaces. " " All of the facts of this wonderful flight, ' ' Mr. Lougheed says, " are well- THE REDWOOD 151 attested. " With reference to that flight, the Scientific American of May 20th, 1905, declared that " An aeroplane has been constructed that in all circum- stances will retain its equilibrium and is subject in its gliding flight to the con- trol and guidance of an operator. " Octave Chanute characterized the flight as " the most daring feat ever attempted, " and Alexander Graham Bell had no hesitation in asserting that " all subse- quent attempts in aviation must begin with the Montgomery machine. " Following these expressions, Mr. Lougheed, on page 139, makes this remarkable statement: " It is a fact of quite unescapable significance that re- cent activity and present successes in aeronautics do date most definitely from the public flights of the Montgomery machine in 1905. In the June Motor oi that year, an account of the Montgom- ery flights and an illustrated description of the Montgomery machine was pub- lished. Prior to this publicacion, and the accounts in the Scientific American, all attempts at flight, without a solitary exception that is authenticated, had been marked by ever- present uncertainty as to equilibrium, constant hazard to the operator and fre- quent accidents, ranging from minor mishaps to fearful frailties. Moreover, the longest flights with man-carrying machines that are definitely substanti- ated up to this time were the maximums of 1,000 feet by L,ilieuthal and Ader, the 852 feet by the Wrights in 1903, and the 1377-foot flight by the Wrights in 1904, witnessed by Octave Chanute. All of these ended in damage to the apparatus. Subsequent to the publica- tion and circulation of these accounts (of the Montgomery flight of March and April, 1905J, there promptly followed the experiments with Motor-propelled machines by Ferber in France during 1905; the fairly successful glides of Archdeacon, and of Bleriot and the Voisins, over the Seine, in June and July, 1905; the remarkable sustained flights of the Wright Brothers over Huff " man Prairie, Ohio, between Sep- tember 26 and October 5, 1905, and the flights of Santos-Dumont, at Bagatelle, France, in August and September, 1906. " From the foregoing it seems perfect- ly fair to state that it was Montgomery ' s successes that gave definite and recorded beginning to the now fast-advancing period of man ' s mastery over the most elusive medium in which he aspires to travel — mastery absolutely comparable to that of the bird, fruitlessly envied and copied, and copied and envied, by earthbound man from the fables of antiquity until March and April, 1905. " The volume establishes Montgomery ' s claim to the highest honors in the field of aeronautics, not by mere assertion, but by virtue of incontrovertible proofs. Trained engineers have been over- whelmed by the extent and importance of the Californian ' s work, but the gen- eral public has in no measurable degree appreciated what he has accomplished, and the case of Prof. Montgomery leads the author to observe: " The history of engineering abounds in examples of the struggling inventor, 152 THE REDWOOD who, having realized the labor of his brain in the form of a concrete mecha- nism of more or less incalculable value, is thereafter accorded neither deserved recognition nor any adequate share in the material returns from his work, which is commonly seized and exploited by more assertive egotisms and sturdier greeds. " To cap the climax, in regard to the western inventor, Mr. Lougheed avers that Professor Montgomery ' s " profound researches in aerodynamics " are " of even greater importance than his ex- perimental demonstrations. " That the western man was well-equipped for the greater part of his life is shown in a brief sketch of his career. The son of a former Assistant Attorney General of the United States, he was graduated in 1879 from St. Ignatius College, San Francisco, where, among his classmates, were James D. Phelan, mayor of San Francisco, 1896-1902, and Rev. Richard H. Bell, the scientist, well-known for his researches in wireless telegraphy, while the master of physical science under whom he studied was Rev. Joseph Neri, S. J., who, by the way, through his teachings in electricity, started on his brilliant career the famous Henry Hertz, discoverer of the basis of wire- less telegraphy. First attracted to aeronautical prob- lems as a boy in i860, it was not unlil 1883 that Montgomery built his first machine, and not until 1884 that he constructed the gliders, from one of which a glide of 600 feet was obtained and the lifting value of curved surfaces (copied from sea-gulls ' wings) demon- strated; and in another of which he maintained a lateral equilibrium by wings pivoted as in the latest Antoinette machines. After descriptions of Montgomery ' s flights in 1905, all of which were wit- nessed by thousands of people and re- ported by the daily and scientific press, with numerous photographic illustra- tions, Mr. lyougheed makes this pointed observation: " In view of the extensive appropriation and utilization by others of ideas originated by him, it must be a source of considerable satisfaction to Professor Montgomery that he holds a United States patent broadly covering the combination of ' wing-warping ' with curved surfaces — the only sort that have ever flown y And then follows the sensational statement that, according to prominent patent attorneys, there is no conflict be- tween that Montgomery patent and the earlier one issued to the Wright Brothers for the combination of " nor- mally-flat aeroplanes " with a type of " Wing- warping " substantially proposed by Le Bris, D ' Esterne and Mouillard, and tested, if at all, in devices that have proved inoperative. " But in all 0 the Wright machines that have flown, and in most other successful modern machi?ies, there appears the combination of curved surfaces with wing-warping " — a direct itifringenient of the Montgomery patent. " In view of the telegraphed informa- tion that a company of New York multi- millionaires, in conjunction with the Wright Brothers, has been incorporated THE REDV OOD 153 with the object of monopolizing the manufacture and sale of aeroplanes in the United States and Canada, the fol- lowing pointed passage from the conclud- ing page of Victor Lougheed ' s account of the astonishing feats performed by the Dayton aviators is pregnant with meaning, and he who runs may read: " It was not until nearlj ' the end of September, 1905, months after Mont- gomery ' s flight in the Santa Clara Val- ley and publication of his construction, and some time after his patent was issued, that the Wrights commenced to be conspicuously successful with para- bolically-curved sustaining surfaces and a system of wing-warping closely resembling that of Montgomery s patent and not at all like that claimed in the Wright patent. Following these successes, which, though well authenticated, were kept out of newspapers and well away from the general public, vigorous but quiet efforts were made during 1906 and 1907 to sell to European governments, not pate7it rights, but ' ■ ' secrets ' of construction. Eittle success resulting, because of the terms and conditions that were stipulated, and European aviators having by this time progressed to the point of making long flights, this policy was abandoned late in 1908, and the Wrights came out into the open with the machines — Orville Wright in the United States and Wilbur Wright in France — with the result that they were quickly able to estabish new distance and duration records which stood for nearly a year. " The Californian ' s investigations in aerodynamics are briefly outlined in the space of thirty pages, and Mr. Lougheed, in a footnote, makes the announcement that, since thevolume was written, important laws of aerodynamics have been fully formulated by Professor Montgomery, and have been put to complete and most remarkably sucessful tests in the way of experimental verifi- cation and confirmation. " These in- vestigations, " says the author, " will in the near future be submitted to the con- sideration and criticism of the world. The writer confidently predicts that they will not only amaze by the originality and completeness of the researches and analyses involved, but will also, by application of their principles, vastly advance the science of aerial naviga- tion. " In regard to a paper by Prof. Mont- gomery read at the International Aero- nautical Congress of 1907, — " Principles Involved in the formation of Wing Surfaces and the phenomenon of Soar- ing, " — the author of " Vehicles of the Air " commends the Californian ' s reason- ing and analyses as worthy of the pro- foundest attention of students able to follow them, and finally, Mr. Lougheed, referring to Montgomery ' s paper, states that " the time is certain to come when the clear logic and brilliancy of these remarkable investigations and conclu- sions, taken in conjunction with their experimental verification in California in 1905, will rank their author not merely with present-day aviators, but with the world ' s greatest physicists and mathematicians. " The book, copiously illustrated, con- 154 THE REDWOOD tains chapters on Atmosphere, Lighter- than-Air Machines, Heavier-than Air Machines, Aeroplane Details, Propul- sion, Plants, Transmission Elements, Bearings, L,ubrication, Starting and Alighting, Materials and Construction, Typical Aeroplanes, Accessories, Appli- cations of Aerial Navigation, Terrestrial Adjuncts, Patents, and Flight Records, and a glossary of Aeronautical Terms. The 480-page volume traverses the whole wide range of aeronautics, and embraces descriptions and drawings of the Antoinette, Bleriot, R. E. P. and SantosDumont monoplanes, the Cha- nute and Pilcher gliders, the Cody, Curtiss, Farman, Voisin, and Wright bi- planes, the Langley, lyillienthal and Montgomery machines, and the Maxim multiplane, and is probably without exception the most valuable popular treatise on a science yet in the extreme infancy of its development. Chas. D. South, Litt. D., ' 09. THE REDWOOD I55 THi: BLUE GROTTO OF CAPRI " ♦r° long low cavern hoUo ved out of rock By Neptune in forgotten long ago, Beneath Capri, the blue seas running through. A palace perhaps of Mermaids or of Sirens, Who lured the mariner upon the reef With wierd wild music ravishingly sweet. Ulysses or Aeneas lingered here, In brief respite from wanderings o ' er the earth. Their fortunes then took on a softer light. That blended with the grotto ' s hazy blue. Their long and bitter travels seemed as naught, Mere fantasies, mere dreams by Somnus formed In his dark subterranean cave of sleep. Life seemed but one long summer day of rest. The crested waves that broke upon the rock Without the cave, were like a lullaby That soothed to sleep. Here perhaps they wished to spend The shortening span of life that yet endured. But mighty Jove had otherwise ordained; And so they stumbled on their weary way, With treasured memories of an hour of peace, Spent in the Blue Grotto of Capri. M. P. Detels, ' 12 156 THE REDWOOD THE LEPER IT was dawning at Oceanside near San Francisco. The on-coming morning light was now of a peculiar hue and of an almost supernatural softness and limpidity. Slowly, very slowly the searching sun of the heavens broke through a fleecy cloud and sent his first streak of light across the drab- colored waters of the ocean as a mes- senger to herald his coming. Two small boys seemed to c atch the the meaning of that first frail spear of gold, for with a simultaneous move- ment they turned toward the golden sun that fired the tops of the pale and yellow sand dunes, where nestled peacefully the little village that had watched these two brothers grow up into their robust boyhood. Brothers they were to each other in every sense, for between them existed a love that was far beyond older beings to analyze; it was a love, — silent and infinite, a love that each was conscious of, conscious not only that he bore it for his brother but conscious also that, that brother bore that love equally in return. It was a love that is a gift from one ' s creator, not the love we mortals cultivate. Yes, such love existed between these two boys that now stood barefooted on the cool sands of the beach and looked with awe at the rising sun. Not many at their age suffered the loss of a few hours sleep to go out " into the world " as they said and find beauty in every- thing that nature displayed before their wondering eyes — no, not many boys were like these two brothers. They were born dreamers, born meditators, born lovers, they were inspired with feelings that many who were a decade of years older than they had never known. Both seemed to have equal quantities of that which the other brother had, so they loved and under- stood themselves perfectly. What was one ' s wish invariably became the other ' s, so we find them on this beauti- ful morning up with the larks for their usual morning romps on the shores of the sea that held such fascination for them both; — the sea that had been the ground where they had built their hun- dreds of air castles, castles with spires of glistening future, disappearing grad- ually into the depth of azure sky. " Look Ed! " said the younger of the two. He was a lad perhaps of six, his hair was curly dark brown; it fell in mighty locks about his neck and ears. " Look, Ed, d ' ye see that? " he pointed to the rising sun with his chubby fin- ger. Ed followed it and then both looked in silence at the piles of gold in the far East, past the line of lemon col- ored sand hills which had been their farthest look, all their years, into the world that lay " over where the sun rose. " How they looked forward to the future when they should travel together into that world that held all those things that were to make them happy forever! They would some day go out " into THE REDWOOD 157 the sun " , they told their mother, and travel the world over, but they said, after they had seen all its rare and wonderful qualities, they would come back to Oceanside and there remain to- gether till — till — they died. The mother often looked at her two boys, when they spoke thus of their future and a strange feeling of sadness would take possession of her, tears would come stealing silent- ly into her eyes, as she held the two heads of her boys in her lap, yes, tears of deep and intense sorrow would fall noise- lessly like morning dew on the shining locks of hair of her two boys — that lay there sleeping peacefully. She looked at them, — her boys! Why should she feel thus? never, never would they leave her side. Ah! that was only the idle dream of a mother. The time would come when willingly they would leave — leave her, their humble cottage, the village, friends, and all. She shuddered at the thought; she wondered also where their roads would lead them, apart or together, and where they would end. She thought of all this, weeping silently; then she breathed a prayer for both that they might always think in their older years of the days with her. She would often speak tg them to impress deeply upon their grow- ing minds that they should always love each other, that they should never think differently, the one from the other. The little fellows listened to her words in wonder and amazement. Why did she speak like that? It pained her, they knew, and then they could not un- derstand how it could ever come to pass that they should not love each other; for had they not always thought and felt the same? Ah! but in their little hearts so full of brotherly love, they could not grasp the thought that the vicissitudes of life should ever affect them. So this morning in silence they looked at the sun, because one loved it, and because one ' s love should be and al- ways had been, the other ' s. " Ed, you see all that? " Lowry made a sweeping gesture of the golden east. ' ' Well, you and me will some day be great, great, Ed, out there where the sun rises; you and me will see all that is on that land, won ' t we, Ed? You and me will always be together. " With this the younger brother who had spoken threw his plump, sun-burned arm about his brother ' s neck and thus they looked in silence at the sand dunes of palest primrose, innumerable myriads and myriads of the golden yellow hil- locks, rising, falling, ri.sing, falling, till they were lost in the golden light of the morning sun; lost in that vague, incon- ceivable world beyond, that silent, mys- terious world of which they knew not. They did not speak but looked in si- lence at the incomprehensible land of their dreams, then Ed spoke for the first time. " Lowry — do — do — you really — cross your heart — really love that — that out there " — he pointed in the direction of the sun — " do you — are you, you — hon- est! a-going out, out over there, when you ' re a man? " The questions were almost inaudible; they fell as if he who had asked them was unconscious of I5B THE REDWOOD what he said, and perhaps it was well he was unconscious, tor those two ques- tions had laid bare before his brother a strange and foreign heart. Lowry had seen that heart many, many times, but to day, he looked and did not recognize it. Why? He coul d not understand. But he felt that there for the first time since they had come into the world Edward ' s heart did not beat in accord with his. He did not take it for granted or presume so. He knew it! for he felt it in his little heart, and oh! how it pained that boy — pained him as only those can be pained who loved like him, a pain that sinks like a lead, that is let softly fall into a well, noiselessly, and disappears from sight, but remains for- ever and ever at its bottom. So those questions sunk into the very depths of a heart God had created for a dreamer, a meditator, a lover. He drew his arm lifelessly from about his brother ' s neck. " D ' ye see that sea, Lowry? " he contin- ued, as if in a dream, as if a spell had been cast on him and with that spell his old heart had been stolen away without his being aware and a foreign heart left in its place. " You see that ocean, L,owry? Well, I shall spend my life on it — and you — you — will be away — forever — where — the sun rises. " He had spoken, he looked out at that somber sea that had called him, that sea that swept the sandy shores of civiliza tion, that washed the beaches of the wildest regions of the globe. Ihat sea called one of the brothers. That brother still looked at it — it was gigantic, turbu- lent, there seemed to be something un- natural in its appearance of vast im- mensity, as if it were, perhaps, decep- tive, and merely a vision enwrapped in a luring veil of vagueness. — So they stood back to back, one facing the East and one the West. Silence reigned supreme. Far away in the East the dark- ness of the morning sky was slowly slowly fading into a luminous mystery that seemed apparently to rise from the land of the sun, a mystery that was faint at first and tremulous, pale, quivering, with a pallor of silver and amber, but that deepened into the rich and ardent gold of the sun. Thus they stood back to back. The one whose face was turned to the East, looked at the rising sun alone. Its beauty was lost to this boy, as a diamond ' s sparkle to a man exiled forever from civilization, for his brother looked in the opposite direction. He seemed to feel his little soul mount the golden skies with the morning sun, while his brother remained looking out over a somber and menacing sea. He felt that the first time that other heart had ceased to pulse with his, that he had been cast into the abyss of struggle, disappointment and unhappiness, while he was borne upward, upward with the sun. Can it be that these thoughts forecasted the future of these two brothers? We shall wait and see, for God, the just, the merciful, the omnipo- tent, holdeth the world in the hollow of his hand. So this new-born morn found these two brothers back to back. THE REDWOOD 159 THE AVE MARIA OF GOUNOD The Angelus was pealing over a little pueblo on the outskirts of Manila. The twilight zephyrs bore the sacred sounds over the pensive little flat roofed adobe houses of the simple natives. Slowly these humble, dusky creatures answered those old bells that now summoned them for evening prayer, as they had sum raoned their fathers and grandfathers, before them. They came, dressed in calico, wearing immense straw som- breros, and ' ■ ' tapas ' " gracefully slung over both shoulders. The women were arrayed in bright natty colors, carrying a missal in one hand, and an old rosary in the other; a rosary that had kept count of numerless " Ave Marias, " ut- tered from lips burning with sorrow and love for Her whom He to whom they prayed had given them as a mother. Slowly they filed with bumble bowed heads into the Church of their fathers, into the Church of their hearts. They kneel and join in prayer with Padre Antonio, and listen with reverence to his ponderous words in a sermon Benedic- tion then followed. Padre Antonio lifted the monstrance on high and with it described the cross over the heads of his flock. Then the service was brought to a close by going over the well worn beads of their rosaries: this done they filed out of the little church, with hearts pure, sweet, chaste, full — I should say, overflowing with love, for they felt at peace with their God. Once outside the sacred portals they vociferously discuss the sermon of ' ' El Padre Antonio, " gesticulating this pas- sage and that, comparing this sermon with others. Thus they went home, the rumble of their guileless voices grow- ing fainter and fainter as they melted into the dark shadow of the tropical palms. Inside the Church, the candles are now being extinguished by a little dark skinned boy. We find it empty save for a penitent or two who have remained after the others, to beg " La Virgin ' s " intercession. There is some- one in the front pew. It is a woman of perhaps twenty. In the untempered light of the old Church the face was lent an olive tinge; it was oval, with a nose, small slightly tilted, a mouth shaped delicately by a pair of arching ruby lips, that moved in silent prayer; the chin was small but firm. I could not see her eyes, she had them cast down, but the long eyelashes, of an almost jet black color arrested my attention. I noticed particularly that the eyes were by far the most attractive feature of that face. They were very long, topped with thin, tapering eyebrows. They seemed eyes made for sorrow, or that sorrow had thus shaped them. Her hair was of a deep brown, almost black, long and silky. It was worn in a streaming flood down her small back and held at the center by a white ribbon. Her figure, though she knelt, had a peculiar grace- fulness that bespoke a thoroughbred. She was neither tall nor small. — This was the woman who knelt in the front pew and prayed in silence. As she was thus engaged in quiet converse with her God, she heard the closing of i6o THE REDWOOD the sacristy door, she looked up and saw Padre Antonio coming toward her. She loved this man, as a child loves its father. He had taught her in her childhood) cared for her, attended to her many wants, gave her his love as if she had been his own child. Yes, she owed everything to him. He approached her, his genial countenance lit up with the good-will that overflowed in him. The Padre was anything but a diminutive man. He was rotuudly built; with an air that spoke of powerfulness beneath his friar ' s cassock, which worn threadbare at the elbows and regions of the knees indi- cated ceaseless prayer and labor. He was a factious, good-natured propagan- dist, yet he had a serious side — or rather I should say a tender side, for in his seriousness no matter how he tried, he could not conceal that tenderness, with which his heart was filled to its ut- most capacitJ His sermons rung in fiery language and found their mark in the hearts of his listeners. Yet as strong as his preachings were, they were in- sufficient to hide his heart, a heart he had given to God, for it loved him. God had accepted it — for he looked down into it and saw that the love for Him overuled all its other emotions. Padre Antonio had given it to God and He in turn unto these children of the sun. So he loved them, prayed for them, rejoiced in them as a shepherd rejoices in his iiocks. Of all the chil- dren however, a special chamber in his heart apparently had been made for Rosa- rio Castanon. It was she that arose as she saw him approach and stepped out to meet him. Yes, Padre Antonio had had a special love for this woman, since the day his old friend Castanon had died. He had been the friend of his childhood, of his youth and his man- hood. They had left the sunny skies of old Spain together and had come to these Islands; they had labored togeth- er, had suffered together. Padre Antonio had married his friend, had baptized the infant Rosario, had administered extreme unction to the mother soon after, had sat three days and three nights at the bedside of his friend, hoping, praying that God ' s will might not take him away. But the prayer was in vain, the hope was iu vain. Castanon had died commending his little daughter to his life long friend, saying: " Antonio, we have been friends in our childhood, friends in our manhood. We have pruned the vine and tilled the soil to- gether; your joys w ere my joys, your sorrows, my sorrows, your love, my love. He that made you a priest and gave me a wife and daughter. He whom we have prayed to in old Spain, He whose will we must not question but obey even though it seems He lays a heavier burden than we are deserving of, even then — tor He is just, He is good. He is omnipotent. He does all things with a reason, — He — He — calls me now, An- tonio; not only He but mj wife also calls. May His will bring you and Rosario to our side in the Kingdom of Heaven. So, Antonio, for the love I bear you, the love you bear me, nay! for the love you bear God, take Rosario, THE REDWOOD i6i teach her, attend her and make her a woman like her mother. " Thus Cas- tanon had left his friend and his daugh- ter. Padre Antonio had been true to the promise of friendship, as true to it as to the vows he made God on enter- ing the priesthood. And so he now ap- proached Rosario who stepped out to meet him. If she had been attractive when kneeling, she was beautiful now. Her eyes were black and their luminous flashes gave hint of dormant fires of love that to this day had remained unmolested, but which when kindled knew no bounds. She was attired in striking simplicity. A dress of tender lavender fell in pleats to her ankle, dis- playing an extremely small foot, shod in a dull kid pump. She wore no jewelry, save for a silver crucifix slung with a thin golden chain about her neck. As they stood facing each other, Padre Antonio noticed that her eyes were moist, she had been crying. ' ' Rosario, mi hija! " he said tenderly, " What ails thee, child? Why those tears? " She did not answer directly, she seemed to be thinking deeply. Then, with a sigh and a sorrowful toss of her head, she replied lightly: " Oh! — nothing. Padre, I — er — well since I must tell you, it ' s this: Sometimes — I feel — feel — well, lonesome. I know not why. I want for nothing, and still at times a feeling takes hold of me, ever so gently and seems to whisper into my ear, ' you are not happy, you have nothing, you want everything; you are yet to live! — live! ah! why don ' t you? ' and then — then — I feel lonesome, then I want for something, I know not what it is. But I want, want want! To-night that feeling overtook me. I stayed to pray, — to ask, to ask for that which my heart longs for, yet knows not, but — but then — Oh! it ' s nothing, nothing. Padre, it ' s only once in a while and then — then I — it ' s — will you hear my confes- sion? I think that will help me. " Padre Antonio stood looking down into her eyes, into that soul he knew was as pure as the snows in the mountains, he understood her, and yet she had spoken to-night in a manner beyond him. Could it be love? No, he knew that, — she would have told him before if it was; for the closest confidence existed between them; no, it could not be that. " Rosario, my child, tell me if you — you — er " — he stopped, he thought long, looked again into her eyes, into the heart that confessed weekly to him, and again saw it as pure as the snows of the mountains, then he resumed, " Rosario — you — know — why — tell me, Rosario, have you never been called, my daughter, has your heart never longed for seclusion? have you not had that divine inspiration to be spoused to God in your purity? — have you not wanted the life of prayer, peace and good will? tell me, daughter, have you never thought of the veil? " His questions fell in her heart like a sweet, soothing, life-giving oil, but as the oil in its velvety softness refuses to mix with the water, so those words that encouraged, soothed and relieved her, fell on her heart and she knew it was l62 THE REDWOOD not that which her soul longed for. So Rosario told him her feeling. Padre Antonio knew her, understood her, and he did not follow the question. " Your confession then, Rosario. " " Padre! — I — er — first, let me sing that — that — now — let me see — ah yes — that Ave Maria I sang at High Mass, when you took me across the sea, to Hawaii, do you remember? — you know in that church near the prison of lep- ers — you told me I sang that morning as I never sang before — I feel as if I can sing even better now; so play the organ for me while I sing it, and then — to confession. " " The Ave Maria of Gounod? " " Yes, Padre. " THE DAWNING It was night. — The moon bathed Manila in a soft, mellow, mysterious light of silver, that made the tropical city look beautiful and full of that im- measurable significance, that only a summer moon could lend that part of the island. Many gaily dressed figures in calico of bright colors moved languidly under the rays of the moon — many gay snatches of Spanish ' ' cmicioiies ' accom- panied by the light quivering sound of ' majidolinas y guitar r as ' ' mingled with the warm, sultry breeze of that beauti- ful night. As we move on through narrow odorous streets, towards the out- skirts of Manila, the gay songs and dusky figures are lost to the eye and the ear; we walk on till we reach a certain little pueblo outside the city. The first thing we see is the white walls of a grand old Cathedral. A faint light streams forth from its magnificent Gothic windows; stillness prevails — no sound breaks th — hark! The organ sounds in the almost tangible stillness of the night, it peals forth in an Ave Maria, — but list! Rosario ' s voice is heard. Ah! let us stand here in the shadows and listen. It ' s quite worth our while, all Manila knows of Rosario ' s voice; for don ' t they hear it at Mass every Sunday? Yes, they all know and love to hear her voice, — but list! this Ave Maria — no — I ' ve never heard this sung before by her, this — it ' s Gounod ' s. Ah! let ' s listen. We are thus enwrapped in the power of that hymn when we cast a look down the narrow ' ' called A man, tall, powerful, dressed oddly, walks fast, very fast. He comes in our direction; he looks behind him as if he were a fugitive and expected to feel the merciless teeth of the bloodhounds in his limbs any mo- ment. He comes on, he glances ahead, sees the Church for the first time, and though I could not see his face, I had a presentiment that his countenance grew livid with rage and his breath was blasphemous; he crosses the street so as to avoid it as much as he can, for to avoid it entirely would mean for him to retrace his steps and he seems not to want this. He is almost in front of the house of prayer, when Rosario ' s voice sounds through the night with that tenderness and feeling that stirred many hearts every Sunday. The man stops short in his steps! he listens, strains his THE REDWOOD 163 ears, like a setter, when he awaits the faint rustle of his bird in the thicket, — intent. Again the sounds of the Ave Maria come with a thrill, the man seems to quiver, this song has a prodigious in- iluence over him. He looks at the edifice with its ponderous cross on the spire; he hesitates. I can almost hear his heavy breathing, heavy as if he were in agony or had come unexpected- ly upon that which he had searched after for a lifetime. Again he hears Rosario, then, with the rush of a mad man, he runs into the house of God ! Padre Antonio seems to be taken up with Rosario ' s beautiful voice, he plays the organ with the lightest of touch, the touch only she can bring forth from his old stiff, scrupulously clean hands. The sacred walls and corners of the church echo and re-echo her voice. The church was empty save for Padre Antonio and Rosario Castanon. — Then most unex- pectedly a man rushes madly in, he looks about, his hat is still on his head, he does not genuflect before the altar; it is obvious he has never been inside a church. What can his object be here in the house of peace? His demeanor is scandalous; he stands as if petrified, and stares at the altar, the sides and corners of the church, as if they brought back memories to his mind. — But what does he want? Ah, he looks up where Rosario is singing — it is the voice, he hstens in ectasy. She sees him, hat on his head, — held by her voice; she stops singing and stares into a pair of eyes, — eyes that looked terrified, and yet pleading. He looks into hers, for a fraction of a second, then turns about as if looking for help; his gaze once more falls on the altar; he turns his back upon it, and runs out, — out into the night! Two weeks had sped by since Rosario had sung on acertain night Gounod ' s Ave Maria. Everything and everyone was per- haps the same as on that night save a cer- tain woman we find alone in her room. Outside, it is a moonless night and the dreariness of this night seems to match t he feeling in her heart. The mind of this woman is on fire with a million thoughts; she is frightened, and still there is no cause for this feeling. She feels guilty, yet has committed not the least misdemeanor; she is angry, — but at whom and at what? And then after thinking, she weeps, weeps like a child. What is the cause of her crying? — A pair of eyes, eyes dark, deep, mysterious, eyes that looked frightened and child- like. A man in the zenith of his life — she had cast only a glance at him, but that glance, that little harmless look had prompted that man to flee from the house of God! she had felt strange, very strange, all that following night. For the first time in her life she had gone to sleep staring into the eyes of a man, — eyes that looked frightened and childlike; she had dozed off thinking for the first time in her life of — of — a man! She had told Padre Antonio all, on the morrow. He had looked worried, — this sagacious priest. Rosario, think- ing all night of a man who had fled 164 THE REDWOOD from the house of his God! He could not grasp it, and yet she had told him. Padre Antonio whom she loved for his overflowing good will to all, had warned her against this man, — she could not un- derstand why. A week had passed by and at Sunday Mass she had seen and ex- changed glances with the owner of those eyes, those eyes that she had looked at every night in her dreams, — eyes that seemed frightened and childlike — eyes that kept watch over her all night. Again this man at the sight of her had fled; and Rosario experienced in her heart, a feel- ing it had never had, a feeling of utter loneliness. This man, — who was he? What was he? Whence did he come? His aim? All these perplexing ques- tions presented themselves to her mind, only to remain there unanswered, and unsolved. Another week had passed, with those eyes, nay the image of the whole man now to watch her at night, till she closed softly the door of her thoughts and stole into the land of dreams. But this woman who wept, on this moonless night, had that very evening rode out alone toward a certain low hill outside of Manila. Why she rode in that direction, she did not know; or per- haps it was that she felt like being alone, and that hill was deserted, owing to a tradition and superstition that they who went there were sure to have mis- fortunes befall them. She had been riding on, thinking unconsciously of a pair of eyes, that looked frightened and child like, eyes that she had baptized " her eyes, " for they haunted her so. She rode till she was well into the " selvas " of the hillock that predominated the view of the sea and Manila; she rode on in silence, then suddenly the horse pricked up his ears; she noticed the movement of the animal, so she checked him, and brought him to a stop. She listened; a deep baritone voice, rang through the tropical verdure. She paled when she recognized the air of the Ave Maria. Then the man who had fled from the house of his God, broke in upon her, riding a jet black stallion. She found her- self staring into the eyes of her dreams, deep, black, fathomless eyes that looked frightened and childlike. The man seeing her, ceased his singing and flushed to the roots of his dark matted hair. This was the first good look she had had of the owner of " her eyes, " as she called them. He was tall and spare, wiry — his cheeks were sunken a trifle, as if he had under- gone many hardships, his lips were thin, compressed and firm; in all, his face was handsome, not because it was well proportioned, but because sufi ' ering had given it an air of loveliness. He flushed when he saw her; — she concluded from this that he had not been in the com- pany of women very often. Then, as he looked at her a second time, anger overspread his intelligent countenance, then fright took its place. He turned to go, but Rosario had stopped him. She thought of this now, as she wept. She, she, had asked this man, a man Padre Antonio had warned her against, a man who had fled from prayer, she had actually stopped him; she had spoken first, had asked him to finish THE REDWOOD 165 the song she had interrupted! He had hesitated, but then as if seized by an overpowering sensation he let out his voice in the notes of the Ave Maria. She watched him in silence. There seemed to be a certain amiability about him that held her. She looked on him as a child of hers; she had not asked, lather commanded him to continue his song and he had obeyed as a child would obey a request of its mother. She felt jealous of him, she felt as if she had been the very first person in the world to see him, and by that right he be- longed to her. There was an air of the inexperienced child about him. He seemed to her a man that had never mixed or associated with men; and yet there were writ across his face pains, endurance, tortures, inflicted by men. She felt there was hatred for the world in his heart and yet she found it impos- sible to hold that against him. Nay! worse than that, she found it likewise impossible to hold his blasphemous con- duct to God against him. At this stage of her thought, he was singing those lines ' ' or a pro nobis, nobis peccatoribus. " He sang them with a feeling that be- comes a child. She almost thought he really did pray, he who not two days ago had fled from it. He finished and then spoke for the first time, ask- ing her that in return she might sing it for him. Ah, how those few words had satisfied her feeling of want, want, want! — That feeling of which she often- wondered but never knew. How she liked to hear him talk! — but she had not answered his question; nor did she, instead she asked a question in return. " Do you, — really want — to — to hear — the— it? " " Yes! " " But — but — er — if you — like itsowell, why, why, did you not stay to hear it last Sunday? " A flush mounted his face and he felt guilty as a schoolboy that after prepar- ing to answer all questions concerning his absence from school is asked the one he has forgotten to anticipate. He felt angered then; no, not angered but perhaps pained — she did not know she was excruciating him, in asking that question. Then he made answer. " I — I — er beg pardon — your meanest pardon, — I — do not like it, I — I — er am not a believer in — in — " , he did not finish. It seemed as if he could not; he turned again to go, but she cried after him to stop. " Will you grant me a favor? " she asked. " I— er— if I ca— I will! " " Then stay, I beg you, and listen. " — She sang then the Ave Maria; she watched him closely to observe the efi ect. Yes, he had told an untruth, he did like it, he hung his head and listened to her beau- tiful voice; his behavior, which had here- tofore been so restless, now was a perfect calm; his whole self,body and soul, seemed satisfied to their uttermost. Thus he listened, then without warning, without waiting for her to finish, rode up alongside of her, looked at her, then as if unable to hold check on his feelings, threw his arm about her, and kissed her, kissed her once, twice, thrice, like a madman, 1 66 THE REDWOOD and this woman, who now wept at the thought of it all, wept to think she had allowed it — allowed this man, a man whose very breath was blasphemous, whom she had been warned against; who was a stranger to her, who had fled from the house of his God— she — she — a practicing Catholic! had allowed this man to kiss her deliberately, once, twice, nay, three times! So Rosario, on this moonless night in her room, alone, thought of all this — and prayed that she might be forgiven — she prayed, but she knew in her heart, that she prayed not for the reparation of her sin, but she prayed for a man that had fled from God ' s altar, for a man who had kissed her three times, yes, she prayed for this man with all the heart that was in her, with all the love that was in her, with all the soul God had given her. He was far, very far from worthy of this, she knew, but she gave it nevertheless, willingly. God had given her a heart she could not control, for she wanted to hate him, as he was deserving — but her whole self rebelled at the thought; so she wept at the thought of all this and she prayed till the dawn broke the next morning. Ah! she looked out at its faint primrose light; day was dawning, God had so willed it, and the sun broke over the dew-covered palms of the island. But God also had willed that a dawn should take place in the heart of Rosario. So with the day, love in the heart of that woman dawned. Ah! how she loved all that was spread out before her, — the trees, the water, the hills, everything about her, for they had seen the birth of her soul, and had given her another new born soul; love! Ah! she lived nov That longing of want, want, want, was filled to its brim. Love! its embrace was so impetuous that it crushed her. ( To be continued) L. O ' Connor. M THE REDWOOD 167 THE OCCIDENTAL INROAD IS THE EAST BECOMING SAXONIZED? THE East, East, East, the old and dying East, The creeping, sleepy treachery of the East! And the breast of the quick and pulsing West Unlike the pungent breath of all the East! The clear grim art that loves the Saxon heart Unlike the drowsy magic of the East! The East, East, East, the old and dying East The drowsy stinging breath of all the East Where the rotting thrones of kings each day brings Closer to the earth with the failing breath Of the East, East, the old and dying East The slow narcotic breath of all the East! Where the white hand of the West soon will rest On the softly colored breast of all the East Of the East, East, the deadened failing East The heavy scented breath of all the East! Victor C. Cresalia. i68 THE REDWOOD SANTA CLARA ' S PHOTOHELIOGRAPH VISITORS at Santa Clara have often asked the meaning of the colossal tube erected in a secluded spot in the old mission vineyard. The answer is " That is a solar teles- cope, known in the astronomical craft as a horizontal photoheliograph. " Its object is to take sun-pictures and well does it perform its high oflBce. A Sen- ior student of the class of philosophy, a scion of photographic celebrities, repairs thither for a few minutes every day and, waiting for the golden opportunity, takes a snap at the star of day. An ordinary camera tried on the sun is a dismal failure; the object is too dis- tant, the light too dazzling, even the rapidest focal-plane shutter too slow. So recourse had to be had to other means. At the beginning of celestial photography, a small telescope was de- voted to the sun. The object lens was corrected for photographic rays. The eye-piece was knocked out of the prin- cipal focus and its place taken by an enlarger filtering the rays into a cam- era box, where a thin plate with a suit- able slit, drawn across by a powerful spring, made an exposure of from i-iooo to 1-5000 of a second. So at Kew and so at Greenwich, lyater on and ever since, with a few exceptions, the sun has been approach- ed with pieces of ordnance that the art of mechanics does not well like to con- template. The tube which constitutes the dark chamber of even a small photo- graphic lens, is already so unwieldy on account of its great length and width, that accurate motions cannot easily be secured, let alone the expense of the big dome. The scion of optics quickly suggested a remedy. One of two ways was open. In either case have your tube as long as your focus of the lens demands. If you choose the first way, set your tube firmly to level on an accurate North and South line on supports free from annoying tremors; at the north end of the tube, insert the photo-lens with a light, tight cover all around; on a tre- morless pier in front, station a coelo- stat or side rostat, with its polar axis in the meridian and at the height of the local attitude. Everything is now ready to throw a sheaf of powerful rays hori- zontally to the south end of the tube, which is snugly ensconced in the photo- graphers ' darkroom or nearby, where every caution has been taken that the tremors of the slitted exposing slide shall not. by any manner of means, be transmitted to the platecarrier. The ex- posing slide or shutter can be controlled either by a powerful spring, or by the push or pull of the operator ' s hand, or by sheer gravity. The other and less practical way is to have your tube straight up in the air like a smokestack, build a strong iron tower around it with a platform on top, to which the object end of the tube is stoutly fastened. On the platform, THE REDWOOD 169 place the coelostat as described above. At a suitable distant south of it, have a second reflecting surface inclined at an angle of 45 degrees. Rays from the coelostat ' s reflector falling at an angle of 45 degrees upon the second reflector will be thrown vertically downward and form a bright image of the sun on the focal plane of the photo-lens. Should the celestial photographer care to operate with due regard to all minute precautions that insure final success, he may dig deep into the ground and have his darkroom, say 20 feet below the surface where the tem- perature is more constant and where the obstruction of earthly light can be avoided more easily. Another advan- tage is had also at the top end of the tube, where on account of the consider- able height, the operation of sun-pic- ture taking is not likely to be marred by ground reflections and radiations. This second method of erecting a solar telescope has been adopted, we believe for the first time, on Mount Wilson by that very careful scientist, Dr. George E. Hale. Here at Santa Clara, we followed the first way, as more expeditious and safe enough. Our pier is 15 feet long rising pyramidically skyward. Near the edge at top, the coelostat is securely fastened. Thence the telescope tube spreads its huge length straight south- ward into " the operating room, " being supported all along by a colonnade of single stout poles, imbedded in cement and surmounted by circular iron clasps, going one-third of the way around the tube, which is nearly 37 feet long and two feet in diameter, while the photo- lens is only six inches clear aperture. Experts in solar work have found at their own expense that large tubes are essential for sharpness of definition and clearness of detail in the picture; for such tubes only can afford a large, tran- quil homogeneous column of air for the pencil of rays to pass through: to insure which, one further precaution is taken which is having the tube roofed over, so that one side shall not be warmer than the other. The direction has been ad hered to. The machinery on the pier controll- ing the movement of the reflector, is not, as we were told, after the style of the Foucault heliostat, but rather re- sembles the English form of coelostat by Cooke and Sons of L,ondon. The reflector is very different from the usual ones. It has been found that the specula with silver-on-at-the-back soon lose their efiBciency by the silvery surface breaking into minute fragment- ary surfaces. This unpleasantness is now avoided by using a biplaner lens, with probably an infinitesimal amount of silver in its composition, one surface of which is given an extremely high polish. Such a lens, will of course, give two reflections, one from the highly polished side, another from the dull side. If these two reflections proceeded in the same direction, as would happen if the sides were parallel, they would certainly spoil the image on the ground glass. To escape this inconvenience, the bi- lyo THE REDWOOD planer is cut thicker on one side than on the other, which turns the whole thing into a sort of prism and by which the reflections are made to follow out different directions. Both these reflect- ions can with equal ease be made to strike the ground glass. But, oh, how different! One spectral and ghastly with the colors of the rainbow about it; the other is pure, sharp, beautiful even as the original, with its violet patches and flamboyant luminosities — vulgarly called spots and faculae. But the thing which most arrests the attention in a solar photographic tele- scope is the camera-end. The violence exerted by the spring or by the hand or by gravity in making the inflnites- imal exposure, is sure to make the camera tremble at the very moment when the most absolute stillness is im- perative. The only remedy is a com- plete separation between the exposing slide and the platecarrier and a separa- tion not simply where the act is per- formed, but from the very bottom to the very top of the observing room, for those vibrations are so insidious that they penetrate everywhere. Hence a well insulated column of solid material is to rise from way down in the ground to a suitable height to receive the plateholder, so that its axis shall coincide with the optical axis of the photo-lens and that of the tube; while the shutter frame is firmly pin- ioned to the wall where the tube abuts. This done, there is no other way of possible intercommunication except through the camera bellows, but the latter is the very contrivance which is best calculated to keep good guard and ward oflF the unwelcome visitors. We were just forgetting another thing which has been found bothersome. A pencil of light crossing a dark medium walled all around, loses some of its photographic efficiency by reflections of difi ' erent light from the very walls that had been doctored up to the finest point in order to increase their absorp- tive power. Hence certain obstruct- ions called diaphrams must be judi- ciously distributed through the full length of the tube. Our own has five such walls — reflections, interceptives with apertures 12, 14, 16, 18 inches re- spectively going from north to south. Another thing of which one would never think at first, but which in the end proves a matter of absolute neces- sity, is a little window at the north end of the tube just a short distance above the photo-lens, through which the operator can see whether the object ' s image falls at all on the ground glass and whether it is properly entered. This corresponds to the ability to point properly from the eye-end in a visual telescope. As that vv ' indow must be light-tight and be closed immediately after centering the image, the best kind of a thing to have, is a very small plate- holder the slide of which can be util- ized for opening and shutting. We will conclude this little sketch on the photoheliograph by stating that we are thoroughly pleased with the ex- cellent performance of the one which has been lately erected at the College THE REDWOOD 171 observatory to be a fitting companion to the four-inch comet-searcher and the eight-inch equatorial for general pur- poses. The reflector, an eight-inch fiat surface, is most powerful and as good as we could wish. The photo-lens, a six- inch objective, is equally good. The siderostat, Cooke style, is very compact, solid and weatherproof and permits an operation almost from horizon east to horizon west, besides commanding a large amplitude in declination. The platecarrier is a solid frame of massive iron that nothing can shake. The bel- lows is vibration proof and the expos- ing slide or shutter, now changed from a push to a pull, travels with almost lightning speed, making an exposure easily from 1-500 to i-iooo of a second. In order to make perfectly sure of this exposure time, we have managed two electrical contacts, one for the start, another for the arrival of the shutter, both of them in touch with the astro- nomical chronograph, on which, by means of a vernier scale, very small fractions of a sescond can be counted. Thus, if the time of flight of the slide across the whole width of the ground glass, is say 1-50 of a second and the width of the side-slit is say i-io of that of the ground glass, we have i-io of 1-50 which is 1-500. If, moreover, the di- ameter of the solar image is say 1-2 of the ground glass width, we have to take 1-2 of 1-500 which is i-iooo of a second. The optical and mechanical parts of the instrument came from the shops of W. and D. Mogey of Bayonne City. N. J., who were about three years making it and testing its capacity. The tube is an excellent piece of work by Menzel Company of Santa Clara. Splendid work was also done by Engineer Schmidt of San Jose in the final setting. Rev. Jerome Ricard, S. J. Director of Meteorological Observa- tory, Santa Clara. 172 THE REDWOOD FROM THE BOATSWAINS LOCFLER THE U. S. S. Spokane had been lying ' in the bay of San Fran- cisco for nearly two months awaiting orders to proceed to the Phil- ippines. It was our custom each day, during the noon hour to gather on the fo ' cas ' le and tell tales of narrow escapes, stirring adventures and the like. It happened, one day, while we were sit- ting on the deck enjoying our after- dinner smoke and listening to yarns, that the old bosun ' s mate, Jim Hurley, began to talk. It was seldom that he ever joined in our conversation, but, when he did, we all expected some- thing good. " Speaking of guilty people escap- ing their punishment " he began as he slowly puffed away at his pipe, reminds rae of the escape Harold Williams, who is now dead, had in the fall of ninety- nine. We were lying in Manila Bay then and the soldiers had been in the city for some time, and so the gugus — " " What ' s a gugu? " broke in someone. " Good heavens, ' ' said Hurley as he looked with supreme contempt on his questioner, " a gugu is what they call a native out in the Islands. And as I was about to say, before that ignorant landlubber butted in, the gugus were not kicking up much of a fuss ashore. Our old skipper had an idea that ' an idle man ' s brain was the devil ' s work- shop, ' and I guess he wasn ' t far oflf either, and so one day he up and order- ed us to prepare for target practice, just to keep us busy and nobody was sorry, for you see it kiud of broke the monot- ony. It sure was tiresome out on the Asiatic Station in those days, and hot! Good lyord! hades didn ' t stand a chance with the Islands. Home seemed like some far away myth and we got to dreaming and thinking about it until we were pretty nigh crazy. Well, to come back to my tale. Williams and me were great chums and so one day, before this, I says to him, ' Williams, what in the world ' s the matter with you and Mr. Hodgson? What did you ever do to him that makes him stick it into you every chance he gets? " Hodgson was our division oflBcer and he sure had been rubbing it into Wil- liams something fierce. " Well, I ' ll tell you, Jim, " he said, " Hodgson and I were brought up to- gether in the same town and we never could get along. I beat him in school, in play and in everything else and there wasn ' t very much love lost between us. To top it all off, we both loved the same girl and, " he went on blushing like a child, " she ' s promised me. Hodgson told me, when he came aboard, that now was his chance and he was going to use it. He said for me to look out, for if I didn ' t I wouldn ' t get out alive to go home to mother and Nell. By heaven! if he don ' t leave me alone, " his two eyes looked like red hot coals and THE REDWOOD 173 his whole body shaking, " I ' ll — I ' ll kill him! " I knew by the way he said it that he meant it. Well, things kept going on from bad to worse. Hodgson doing every little mean thing he could think of to poor Williams. He was trying to make him beat it, I guess, so as to have clear sailing with the girl. But Williams wouldn ' t do it. He just kept still, get- ting more sour and silent every day, but I could see that something was due to fall pretty soon. Well, each day at noon, I noticed that as soon as the gugu bumboat man came aboard, to sell his fruit and junk, he and Williams would go off in a corner by themselves and palaver. I didn ' t think anything of it then, but afterwards I remembered it. Everything was now ready for target practice and so we all prepared to go ashore. It was a hot, sultry day on which we left the ship for the range. We were feeling pretty mean and sore, and picking a fight was as easy as fall- ing off a log. Everything had gone along pretty good and we had all got through firing except Williams. Hodg- son had kept him down in the butts all day counting scores in the hot sun and it was a job that would try the patience of an archangel. I don ' t to this day recall just how it happened, but just as Williams raised his gun to fire, Hodg- son, for some reason or other, rushed a little way out in front and Williams fired. Hodgson fell. He only lived long enough to say between gasps, " Williams, you got me alright, but I ' ll — get — you — yet, " and he was dead. Williams had stood white and scared like through it all and then he broke down. " I didn ' t do it, boys, I didn ' t do it, " he moaned, as we hurried him back to the ship. The skipper was waiting for us at the gangway. ' How did this happen? " he said to us. We told him all about it. " Did you fire that shot on purpose to kill Mr. Hodgson, Williams? " he said, kind of solemn like, looking poor Wil- liams right straight in the eye. " No, sir, " answered Williams, too scared to say anything else. The skip- per asked him a whole lot of more ques- tions but all he could get out of him was, " I didn ' t do it, sir, I didn ' t do it. " I never saw things work so quickly in my life. The next morning at eleven o ' clock, a general court-marshal was called to try Williams for his life, on board the Flagship. Of course, I had to go over there as I was one of the main witnesses against Williams, I was pretty scared, too, for I ' d never been before a court-marshal, and then I just didn ' t like saying anything against WiUiams; but when the officer, judge, or something or other, put the Good Book in my hand and said, " swear! " I knew it was all up and I couldn ' t get out of it. " Hurley, " says the judge to me slow and solemn, " did the prisoner ever say, in your hearing anything against the late Mr. Hodgson? " Williams was looking at me kind of 174 THE REDWOOD appealing like and I could see that he was suffering something terrible. I felt mean all over but I had put my hand on the Book and swore to tell the truth, and I ain ' t no liar. " He said, " says I, after a pause, " that if Hodg — Mr. Hodgson, I mean, kept on nagging him he ' d kill him. " " How often did the prisoner talk to you in this manner? " " About two or three times, " I said. " Did he ever mention to you how he was going to get even with Mr. Hodg- son? " " Well, " I said, feeling around for a right answer, for I knew my next words would be awful hard on Williams, " he said, about three days before target practice, that Hodgson would never come home alive from the range, he was laughing when he said it, and I thought " " Never mind what you thought, " snapped the judge at me. " That will do, you may go. " " Williams, " he said, as I got up and went and sat down by the table, " you have heard what this man said, do you wish to say anything before the court retires to think over your sentence? " Before Williams could answer the doctor came running in all riled up and excited like. " Say, " he shouted to the President of the Court, " What kind of bullets do we use in our rifles? " " Steel encased, 38 calibre, of course, " said the President, " but what do you mean by running in here like — " " Well, " snapped the doctor angry looking, " could this bullet be fired from a Krag? " and he laid a bullet before the President. After looking at it for a few seconds the President said, " No, this is a soft nosed Mauser bullet, and can only be fired from a Mauser rifle, but what has this to do with the case? " " Gentlemen, ' said the doctor, kind of slow and dignified, looking all around, " this is the bullet that killed Henry Hodgson. " For just about a minute you could hear yourself think, and then everybody seemed to say together kind of soft and low, " Well, I ' ll be darned. " Well, after that, of course, it was only a matter of time until Williams was re- leased and returned to duty. Now comes " " So he wasn ' t guilty after all, " said someone. " Aw, shut up, will ye? " answered Hurley, disgustedly, " wait ' till I ' m through and then you ' ll know all about it. Well, as I was saying, now comes the strangest part of my story. Three weeks after the trial, Williams deserted. I couldn ' t make head or tail of it and why the devil he should take French leave out in that God-forsaken country, I didn ' t know. It wasn ' t until six months later that I found out. I was ashore on liberty one Sunday afternoon and was walking down what is now Calle Real, looking for a gin mill. As I was passing one of the shacks a dirty native stepped out and stopped me, saying, " come, senor, come American hombre aqui, " so thinking it was some drunken blue-jacket, I followed him THE REDWOOD 175 into the joint. It was filthy inside. " Well, where is he? " I said to the native. " Aqui, aqui, " he answered and pointed to a corner of the hut. And there in rags and dying was poor Wil- liams. I could see that he recognized me alright and he didn ' t seem a bit sur- prised to see me either. " Jim, " he said, so low and soft that I had to put my ear close to his mouth to catch it, " Yim, I paid old Pedro, the bum boatman to do it. " " Do what? " says I. " To kill Hodgson, " says he. " I couldn ' t, " he went on, stopping a sob in his throat, " go back to her with that on my soul. " He lost his senses again and it was not until morning that he came out of it. " Jim, are you there? " he says. " Yes, " says I. " Write to her and tell her my God! look, look, don ' t you see him? " he quavered, pointing to something or other across the room. " He ' s laughing at me, take him away! You ' ll not get me, you ' ll not get me, " and with that he rose upright and, with a horrible laugh, dropped back — dead. Well, that ' s all. We buried him the next day. " I ' ve often wondered, " he half mused to himself, as we turned to go below, two bells having struck, " what Harold would have had me write to that girl of his. " Herbert Ganahl, ' 12. 176 THE REDWOOD A PRAYER mva. VE Maria, I kneel before thy shrine, For I have drained the tempting glass Of life; I ask forgiveness, mother mine. Cleanse me and make me worthy of this Mass. Forgive me, mother, for my sneers, And bless the rosary of my contrite tears. Salve Regina, mother mine. Accept this sinful heart — contrite. Accept my sorrow, be it thine, — My mind, O mother, give it light; That I may love through all the years Prayer, and my beads — my beads of tears. Mystical Rose! in silence of this night, A sinner I, — and still thy child. Beg thee my heart with His unite: Unite us, mother pure and mild That I may love my few remaining years Him and my beads, my beads of tears. Lawrence O ' Connor. THE REDWOOD 177 THE OLD MASTER. THE morning rose rapidly out of the. dark. The grim sights of the world were bared. Waiting in front of the foundry was a long line of men, waiting to be asked to work or turned away, usually to be turned away. They reason wrong. A small nnmber had been called for; yet waiting in the numbing cold were at least three hundred gaunt creatures whose health had been sold for a certain sum a month, that went to buy bread and help the drunkard realize hope. Suddenly the dark mouth of the foundry opened and stretched out its tongue to lick them in one by one. Those who were not strong enough were left to waste their strength for bread. They watched the time fretfully by the crane which rose every half hour. Then through the door of the foundry a girl came, clad mostly in rags. Behind her another girl clad better, carrying flowers in her hand. What kind of flowers are they ? What are they doing in the foundry? where the wild clang of steel and iron awoke the women next door, wbo com- plained that the new force of men caused twice the amount of noise, and so they moved across the street where the noise did not penetrate, and drank in peace. Yet the foreman was glad be- cause he believed the new men labored well and that nothing could be done without noise. The girl with the flow- ers walked over to the foreman. She dropped a coin, he picked it up. Then she gave it to him. A few of the foun- dry people noticed it was gold, but most thought it was counterfeit. She spoke rapidly, — all about nothing, it seemed to the inquisitive ones, — when suddenly he pulled his hat further over his head and walked over to a bench. A young man with a well dissipated face arose and walked over to her. She talked quickly: " Would he come ? Would he come ? Her father had made money. He would keep them. They had always loved each other, even when she had lived in this part of the city. " He remembered all that. He also knew her father had made his money quietly and quickly. They had lived upstairs from the dance hall, so the rent would be cheap, — a place where no one else could live on account of the noise beneath. Now she lived on one of the better avenues. She had been sent away for culture and had returned. She wore a gold bracelet. Most of the foundry people thought it was brass, but he knew better. Still he is suspic- ious, like the suspicious beast fearful of another ' s emotional motive. Besides he had been raist-d iu a foundry and she had risen above him. Suddenly they left, she to the street, he to his bench. That night they met on a street corner. They made their way to the dance hall where she once lived — to the old place of the years before. Her father is in the vast house which his wealth bought, over a lonely table, 178 THE REDWOOD while she dances with the same compan- ions that she had danced with in the years before. She seemed glad with the real gladness that overflows the body and rings out on the air in the form of a laugh. The few short years of culture fell. He saw the same fear- less woman, that he had known in the older days. She becomes repulsively coarse, yet he of the foundry loves her for it. Now she is not out of his sphere. They are alike. The night is gone. She asks him again: " They love each other; her father will support them easily. " " If she will stay, he will marry. But if she goes to her father ' s, he will not come. " He is not used to such a life. He knows nothing but the foundry. He will not walk on clean sidewalks. He loves the low. Will she not follow his way of living? She was raised here. It is better to her than her father and his home, — her father who was a man of refinement, but whose poverty com- pelled him to raise her poorly, and who then tried to drag her from it. It is not altogether his fault that then he was poor, and that now he is rich. Her father could give her things she had never heard of. Yet she loved the old life better, the foolish fights, the laugh- ing bloodshot eyes of crazed women. She hated all but the crude. When her father heard it, he left her, and again her husband went to labor in the foundry. Again the floor above the dance hall was made into a home which received a fierce, tired looking creature every night from the foundry. And a blear-eyed woman comes to the door, his wife. They are living their life, the life of poverty, Yet life to them is what it is to a king. They desire no betterment, no advancement. Just the fierce fight for less bread and more waste. She never thinks of the old life of refinement, she hates all that, but yet is a slave to the still older life, the slave of the old master. She loves this poverty. — this life of wild hate or love. There is no medium, hate or love! They like it. They know there is better. But the old is better than the new. The old life is their master. Victor Cresaua. THE REDWOOD 179 T cM meL Published Monthly by the Students of the Santa Clara College T ie object of the Redivoodis to recoyd our College Doings, to give proof of College Industry and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF Seth T. Heney, ' ii College Notes Alumni Exchanges In the Library Athletics EXECUTIVE BOARD Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii President Alexander T. Leonard, ' 10 associate editors M. P. Detels, ' 12 Alexander T. Leonard, ' 10 William C. Talbot, ' 12 Eugene F. Morris, ' 10 J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12 BUSINESS MANAGER Seth T. Heney, ' ii ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGER Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents EDITORIAL COMMENT As all the copy that we had gathered from the poets and fictionists of the Campus for the January Redwood perished in the recent fire, we were unable to bring out that number, subscribers doubtless will bear the loss with equanimity and murmur beneath their breath a heart The Present Issue While our felt thank God, still we must record our regret that, that which we thought " good " was fated to Ovid ' s " emenda- turis ignibus " without our consent. The present number will be consid- ered as the fourth and fifth of volume nine and will be known as the January- February issue. i8o THE REDWOOD The Fire As we hastened away at the com- mencement of the Christmas holidays we little thought that we had gazed upon the old Mission dwelling for the last time. But this proved to be the case. At about one o ' clock on the morning of December 22, the town was aroused from its slumber to hear that Santa Clara College was on fire. Commencing on the top floor of the Fathers ' residence the flames spread swiftly. The valiant work of the fire- fighters saved the Mission church and the other historic building from destruc- tion, but their efforts in behalf of the residence were of no avail. This sad news greeted us in all the morning papers. Impossible as it seemed, it was true. Every son of Santa Clara felt keenly the loss sustained by Alma Mater. For all who have ever been students at the Mission College love her old buildings and traditions. Nothing daunted by this loss the faculty began immediately to hasten the plans for the new and greater Santa Clara at Loyola. At present our be- loved President is engaged in this work. May all the students of Santa Clara past and present join with him in this noble enterprise and lend a helping hand to bring his undertaking to a suc- cessful close. With this February issue the manage- ment of the Redwood, as is the custom, passes into other lands. It is indeed with a certain feeling ■ ' of sadness that we turn over this trust to another. For to us it has always been a pleasure to be connected with the Redwood. Some of the happiest hours of our college career have been spent at the editorial desk in " the Redwood Office " and in after life, we are sure, they will be fond memo- ries to gaze back upon. To all those who have helped us dur- ing our term of ofiice either by kindly criticism or actual work we extend our sincere thanks. For without their as- sistance we should have accomplished little. To the incoming staff we offer our best wishes and hope that success may crown all their efforts. New Staff They are: Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12, Editor; R. A. Bronson, ' 12, Busi- ness Manager; M. P. Detels, ' 12, College Notes; C. A. Degnan, ' 12, Exchanges; D. Tadich, ' 11, Alumni; H. Barry, ' 11, Book Reviews; J. Morrin McDonnell, ' 12, Athletics; H. Ganahl, ' 12, Ass ' t Busi- ness Manager. W. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii. THE REDWOOD i8i The fire of Dec. 22 robbed us of the pleasure that we anticipated upon our return, of reading the Christmas Ex- changes. How the The University n . , - ' flames must have en- joyed the holacaust, how Virginia they must have gorged themselves with essay and drama, story and poem! — The belated visitors were this time the fortunate ones; they es- caped the flames, — but only to fall into the hands of the exchange critic, " a worse fate " , someone whispers at my elbow. But it is not so. The Christmas number of the University of Virginia was the first to greet us. Fate has been kind to it in delaying its westward jour- ney; — but more kind to us. For this is the best number that the literary Vir- ginia has put forth so far this year. The best thing in it we judge is the drama in one act, " Judith and Holo- fernes. " The two title characters are both strongly portrayed; the imagery is vivid, stimulating, poetic. The two songs of Judith that are introduced, are exquisite. — A few lines of Christmas verse, " His Name, " is worthy of men- tion. We should like to call attention to the character sketch, " Mammy Brown. " It is a beautiful, sympathetic narrative of a true mother and lover of children. The two pieces of fiction we don ' t like. We think they are too pale and anaemic; — not up to the standard set by this magazine in verse and essay. Something stronger, more virile, would in our opinion be more acceptable. Of course in " Princess Wearybrows " and the " Black Nun, " the diction is above reproach. The Xavier always has good things. It is strongest we think in its essays; — the subjects are new and timely; the handling always neat, and not savoring of crudeness or flippancy. " The Justice of the Ferrer Trial " de- serves great praise. Written by one to all appearances well acquainted with Spain, it conciliates our respect immedi- ately. The author very justly and very smartly denounces the " thinking few " who either through total ignorance, or because they were too weak to hold to the right, raised a cry of murder against the Spanish government. He also vividly portrays the life and villiany of Ferrer, a man whose aim it was to de- The Xavier l82 THE REDWOOD stroy peace of every kind, in the family and in the state, and even to abolish all sorts of religious societies, churches, and practices, from every part of Spain and her possessions. As the essay pro- gresses the writer ' s enthusiasm increases until what at first seemed a mere vindi- cation of the Spanish Government, turns justly to a denunciation of the vicious and ungodly Ferrer. The other essay, an appreciation of Fr. J. Bannister Tabb, is very well writ- ten. It contains a certain delicate touch and an amount of deep feeling which we very much admire. It is further beautified by the inserting of some of that poet ' s choicest productions in verse. Of course the fact that the poet wrote altogether in these short stanzas, helps much to apt and pleasing quota- tion. The author, speaking of Fr. Tabb ' s sonnet to Poe, says " there has been none like it since the time of Words- worth. " We are slow to agree with this. Some very beautiful sonnets have found the light in recent years, equal we think to Wordsworth ' s and to Tabb ' s. The story, " The Life Ambition of Jimmy Slick, is not so successful. It is an attempt at humor; the plot is time- honored with something of a new set- ting. A pleasing feature of this maga- zine is its excellent book reviews, copi- ous, consistent and conscientious. The January Mer cerian jnst at hand reveals at a cursory glance a good piece of verse, " The New Year, " and at least one interesting " story " Every Rose has its Thorn. The Fordham Monthly has a good essay on Father Tabb. The story, " The Mes- sage, " is praiseworthy neither from a moral nor a purely literary viewpoint. It shouldn ' t have been published. The Randolph- Macon Monthly ap- pealed to us for its sensible, healthy editorials. They made a good impres- sion on us. " Billy Briant, Bankrupt, " is a story worth reading. " Dactology " has its merit in the surprise that is kept for the end. The following pieces of verse were set up by the printer, for the December number, but were held over owing to a lack of space. They pleased us at the time and we trust will not now be unin- teresting to our readers. THE SONG OP THE HARVESTERS Oh, ' tis finished ! All the golden corn is gar- nered from the husk, From the gnarled limb the apple, and the honey from the comb, And we turn our footsteps homeward where along the wood-land dusk Wreathes the smoke from flaming hearth- stones and gleam out the lights of home. ' Tis no more that we must hasten to the fields at dewy morn, ' Tis no more the lark ' s a-warble over rolling glebe and tarn, For the crops have all been garnered and a rugged strength out-pourn, Now they rest in all their richness in the creaking bin and barn. THE REDWOOD 183 We are only humble toilers, — kinsmen of the sun and rain, We have sown and watched and labored, and have reaped a rich increase. Now our souls are filled with gladness that has swept away all pain, For we know that we have builded on the lofty heights of peace. And a silence, rich with fulness, seems to bend above our ways. As we journey thro ' the meadows where the cricket ' s rasp is dumb, Giving promise in its fulness of a peaceful length of days When the winter winds are howling and the winter snows are come. Now we raise our wild Thanksgiving, while our hearts are all a- thrill. And the dim, gray woods, in wonder, stand like sentinels of God, And our voices loud re-echo mid the dying ver- dured hills, Like a murmur to the stillness from the voices of the sod. Edgar Daniel Kramer, in College Student. THE DIFFERENCE The thud of padded limbs that fiercely dash Against th ' opposing wall of men; The swaying, toppling lines that downward crash In strife upon the earth; and then — The mass unfolds, and, stretched upon the ground A senseless form is seen to lie. A hundred hands lend aid, while not a sound Is uttered, save the welcome cry, " Timeout! " Lone man, while plodding on Life ' s weary way. By foes beset, no refuge near. Despairing, struggles ' gainst their grim array. No friend to aid, no word of cheer. Until at last he falls and prostrate lies, The tide of life still sweeping by. Nor sympathy nor hand to help him rise Are offered him — for him no cry, " Time out ! " Joseph V. Allen, ' 12, in Nov. Xavier. TO AN INDIAN MOUND Hail, ancient mound! thou time-worn heap, Enduring record of a race That ages in their onward sweep Have blotted out and left no trace Save thee, a nation ' s burial place. Where singers, chiefs, and warriors sleep. The hunter tracked the fleeting game. While glory was the warrior ' s quest; The poet sang and yearned for fame. And love-thoughts filled the maiden ' s breast; But in thy silence all now rest — Thy secret now their life and name. Eternal mound ! thou voiceless dirge That long hast mourned a cherished past, Weep for thy dead, who neath the verge Of ruthless time are deeply massed Down in the void all dark and vast. Where aeons swept them in their surge. John O. Beaty, in U7nv. Virginia Mag, Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12. 1 84 THE REDWOOD SO AS BY FIRE JEAN CONNOR Under this title comes one of the best books we have received in many moons — one that you will read with avidity, and when you have finished it, you will wish there was more. The plot is altogether novel. " Weasel, " a convict ' s child, is forced to take the place of Elinor, the granddaughter of Judge Randall, an eastern capitalist. The Judge has never seen Elinor, and consequently he does no t detect the im- posture. " Weasel " accepts the situa- tion forced upon her, but is always har- rassed by a deadly fear, and her future actions with all the fears, the trials, the misgivings under which she labors, make a most interesting psychological Study. As " Weasel " is naturally straightforward and simple, she wishes to bare the whole imposture to the Judge, but dares not for fear that it will kill him — " where ignorance is bliss, ' tis folly to be wise. " When he dies, however, her chance comes. She confesses all, and flees to the scenes of her childhood, in utter de- spair, though everything turns out hap- pily. The story takes a good, genuine, old- fashioned grip on you and the style holds you enchanted. Price $1.25. Benziger Bros. SEVEN LITTLE MAB5HALLS MARY F. NIXON-ROULET This is a very good little book, not only for the children themselves, but to all child-lovers. It is the story of such a one, a middle- aged man, and shows the spirit of com- radeship that can exist between the adult and the child — how he enters with an enthusiasm into their little games and innocent schemes, how he makes him- self one of them. Bearing in mind that it is intended for children, we shall find the book very good. It is well written, in plain and simple language " The Seven Little Marshalls " appears in neat form. Price, 45 cents. Benziger Bros. EuG. F. Morris, ' 10. THE REDWOOD 185 With this number I bid farewell, to The Redwood of the past, and success to the staffs of the future. The mem- ory of my connection with The Red- wood during the past two years is in- deed a pleasant one. My only regret is that they can never return. The next issue other hands shall guide. To them again I wish success and to The Red- itself, I can but repeat, " that solemn, saddest word of all, Farewell! " General James F. Smith S. B. ' 77, A. B. ' 78, A. M. ' 79, Ph. D. ' 03, has received another token of the appreciation, in which he is held for his untiring efforts in " estab- lishing a form of government in the Islands. " This time it is from no less a person than President Taft and consists of an appointment as Judge in the new Court of Customs Appeals, authorized under the Payne tarriff law. Congratu- lations, Jim! When Thomas H. Williams, A. B. ' 80, opened the 1909 1910 season, at his E m e r y V i 1 1 e Course, over 3000 lovers of the ' 09 ' 91- ' 92 ' 80 thoroughbred, were present to lend their approval to his efforts, to re-establish the most facinating of sports in Califor- nia. The spirit of loyalty that exists among Santa Clara students is proverbial. In a recent pleading of Wm. E.Humphrey, A. B. ' 92, we find it manifested in an able vindication of the character of the late John E. McElroy S. B. ' 90, A. B. ' 91, one of Santa Clara ' s most honored and respected sons The following is an extract: " The memory of the late John E. McElroy needs no vindication. He was elected City Attorney of Oakland for four successive terms. A Democrat, he was the nominee of the Republican and Democratic parties and was practi- cally the unanimous choice of the peo- ple. He served the people so well that Oakland truly sorrowed for the loss of one of its truest friends. Business was suspended and all local courts adjourned on the day of his funeral. The Bar Association of Oakland and the princi- pal Civic Societies by resolutions de- 1 86 THE REDWOOD ' 01 Glared his death a distinct loss to the commonwealth. In public and private life he was an exemplar of honor and integrity, and his virtues were unques- tioned until this unworthy attack from an unworthy litigant. A litigant that acknowledges, by failing to deny, that it exists in violation of the law. without the shadow of integrity, in jealous rage seeks to attack, after death, one, who in his life time, possessed all integrity. Where is the justification of such an attack? " The Board of Supervisors of San Francisco, have changed the name of Thirteenth Avenue to McKinnon Ave- nue, in honor of Santa Clara ' s Soldier-Priest, the late Father Wm. D. McKinnon Ph. D. ' oi. Also San Francisco ' s pioneer council, no. 615, Knights of Columbus, has made arrangements to erect an en- during tribute, in the shape of a statue, in Golden Gate Park, to this well be- loved Chaplain. We quote the follow- ing from the San Francisco Call. " Father McKinnon who was one of the heroes of the Philippine campaign, loved by the oEScers and men with whom he came in contact, was less than forty years of age. when he died. Born on Prince Edward Island, he came to Cali- fornia in 1881, and on the advice of Archbishop AUemany, returned later on to Canada, where he finished his studies for the priesthood. He was ordained priest, by Cardinal Gibbons in 1887 and shortly after appointed assistant pastor of St. Bridgid ' s Church in this city. For two years he was pastor of country parishes, and when in 1898 the First California Volunteers were sent to Manila, Father McKinnon was asked to go with it to the Philippines, as Chap- lain. He made a notable record in the Philippines, daringly entering Manila and securing an interview with the Archbishop. It was he who hoisted the Stars and Stripes over Manila when it surrendered. After the Americans took possession of the city, Father Mc- Kinnon was appointed, Director of schools, and besides performing his duties as Chaplain of the Regiment, he ministered to the spiritual needs of the inmates of the civil and military hospi- tals of Manila. In September 1899, Father McKinnon returned to San Francisco with his Regiment and was mustered out of service. Shortly after- wards. President McKinley commis- sioned him Captain and Chaplain U. S. A., and assigned him to duty in Manila. There he rendered valuable service in carrying out the diplomatic arrange- ments between the Spanish and Ameri- can governments and the Church authorities of the Philippines. He was there for four years, being in constant attendance at the hospitals during the epidemics of dysentery and smallpox. He was to have returned to California when Governor General Taft arrived at the Islands, but just before the time came for him to start for home, he was taken fatally ill, dying in a Manila hospital. The statue that is to commemorate Father McKinnon is of heroic size and THE REDWOOD 187 and shows the Priest in his chaplain uniform, advancing with a flag of truce. His cap has fallen, and his military cloak, caught by the wind, streams out behind him. The scul ptor has succeeded well in giving the effect of movement, the whole figure depicting energetic advance. The statue will stand where it shall get the full sweep of the sea breezes. It is fitting that it should face the Ocean, looking towards Manila, where Father McKinnon gained envia- ble fame and where he died a martyr to his duty. " We take the liberty of quoting a few lines from the L,os Angeles Times and the Columbiad concering a speech delivered by Hon. Jo- seph Scott, Ph. D. ' 07, at a banquet tendered President Taft on his visit to the Coast. " Of the many notable features of the banquet none aroused greater enthusiasm or greater applause than the inspiring address of Joseph Scott, Past State Deputy of the Knights of Columbus, who has long since been recognized as one of the West ' s most gifted and magnetic orators. He filled the President with delight. With almost the first words of his toast. ' 07 Scott told a story about a hobo and an old maid, at which the President laughed u ntil he had the wliole auditorium laughing to see him laugh; he laughed until his face was scarlet and his eyes were dim with tears. Whatever else about his visit he may forget, he cer- tainly won ' t forget Scott ' s joshes. " From the Columbiad. " Joseph Scott made one of the finest after dinner speeches ever heard at any public ban- quet. It embodied a strong plea for harbor development and closed with a pledge of fealty to the Chief Executive in all that tends to the perpetuation of our great American institutions, a senti- ment that evoked long and hearty applause. Grave and gay in turn, the address was at all times forceful and convincing — a masterful effort. l,os Angeles is still talking about it. " A welcome bit of news to reach the Sanctum was the appointment of Louis B. O ' Neil ' 10, to a posi- tion on the staff of the St. Vincent College Student. We con- gratulate him, on his success and the Student on obtaining such an able addi- tion to its Staff. A. T. Leonard ' 10 ' 10 1 88 THE REDWOOD The Fire A sad accident occurred during Xmas vacation. It was the fire of Wednesday, December 22, which burnt down the administration building and destroyed many valuable relics, paintings and books. The loss was estimated at over one hundred thousand dollars. The historic mission church was saved only after the most heroic efforts on the part of the fire brigades of San Jose and Santa Clara. As no portion of the college proper was destroyed, classes were resumed as usual though at great inconvenience to the faculty who are forced to live outside the campus at some distance from the classrooms. Every evil however is but a blessing in disguise and we have reason not only to give thanks that the fire was confined to one building and caused no loss of life, but also to believe that it will hasten the completion of the new col- lege at lyoyola, near Mountain View. The regular meeting of the St. John Berchman Sanctuary Society took place January 18. Being the first meeting of The Sanctuary Society the semester, it was principally concerned with the election of officers. Mr. W. L,oner- gan, S. J. Director of the Society, occu- pied the chair and after congratulating the officers on the unparalleled prosper- ity of the Society during the past year, he exhorted the successors, whoever they might be, to strive to their utmost to keep up the present high standard so that the Society of the future might be a credit to the Society of the past. R. Browne Cammerillo ' 11, of Los Angeles, was elected President, after a hotly con- tested ballot, to succeed A. T. Leonard of Meulo Park. Albert Newlin ' 11, of New York, was tendered by acclamation the office of Treasurer, which was formerly held by W. J. Barry ' 10, of Eureka; while Wm. J. O ' Shaughnessy of San Francisco was re-elected as Secretary. J. J. Wilson ' 11, and C. Kennedy were chosen as Censors. Mr. Lonergan re-appointed E- Boland and W. Talbot ' 12, as Sacristans. The Philalethic Senate convened on THE REDWOOD 189 The Senate January 24 for the spring term. The chief business of the first meeting was the election of officers which resulted as fol- lows: P. A. McHenry ' 10, v as unanimously re-elected as Clerk. P. Degnan, ' 10 was given the office of Recording Secretary by acclama- tion. The other officers were C. Dool- ing ' 10, Treasurer; H. Barry ' 11, Libra- rian; R. McCabe ' 11, Sergeant-at-arms; S. Heney ' 11, Assistant Sergeant-at- arms; W. Hirst ' 10 Assistant Librarian; A. T. Leonard ' 10, Reporter. Rev. Fr. Lydon S. J. continues as President. The long session of the lower branch of the Literary Congress opened on January 19, with an election of officers for the coming semester as follows: Clerk, H. Gallagher ' 11; Record- ing Secretary, C. Posy ' 11; Treasurer, J. Irillary ' 11; Librarian, H. Ganahl ' 12; Assistant Librarian, R. Bronson ' 12; Sergeant-at-arms, T. McCormick ' 11; Assistant Sergeant-at-arms, F. Boone ' 11. The House is fortunate in retaining the direction of Rev. Fr. Morrissey as Speaker. During December a lively deabate was held on the question, " Resolved: that the graft prosecution in San Fran- cisco should be discontinued. " The affirmative was sustained by Represent- atives H. McGuire, ' 11, J. Lindley, ' 11, T. McCormick, ' 11, while Representa- The House tives J. Wilson, ' 11, R. Bronson ' 12, and F. Blake, ' 11 took the negative. The resolution was defeated in spite of the strenuous efforts of its supporters. The January Debate was held ou the question, " Resolved that sympathetic strikes should be abolished. " Repre- sentatives A. Zorb, ' 11, C. Posy, ' 11, C. Degnan, ' 11 upheld the affirmative, and Representatives H. Ganahl, ' 12, K. White, ' 12, R. Swall ' 12, took the nega- tive. The result was a victory for the affirmative. T. Riordan, ' 11 and F. Aquistapace, ' 11, both of Santa Clara were honored with admission to membership. Director Mr. G. Fox, S. J. of the Senior Dramatic Club has decided to repeat " The Bells, " the drama which was staged with great success in the College Auditorium last Decem- ber. It will be presented on Wash- ington ' s Birthday February 22, at the Victory Theater in San Jose. Though it was previously intended to repeat this play for the benefit of the New Santa Clara College, Rev. Fr. Gleeson preferred to devote the proceeds to the more urgent need of the Sisters of the Holy Family who are in charge of the Day Home in San Jose. The cast will be composed of the same members who succeeded so admirably on the previous occasion. M. P. Detels, ' 12. The Bells 190 THE REDWOOD Baseball Baseball, that time honored national pastime of us Americans has dropped into Santa Clara for his annual sojourn. And what a reception is being afforded him! On the campus Spaldings are flying in every direction, mute tributes of the esteem in which the new guest is held, while from the bleachers the voice of the fans can be heard extolling him, the recent arrival whom they fondly dub — A Dandy Sport. The uppermost query in the " bugs " minds is in regard to Santa Clara ' s base- ball men of the coming semester and their chances of victory. To treat this question, then, as best we can is our purpose. Over Santa Clara ' s diamond last year floated serenely a pennant bearing the coveted words, Intercollegiate Cham- pions of the Pacific Coast, a title that was in no way disputed. This year it is the determined pur- pose of Coach Kelly and Ciiptain Mc- Govern to keep the championship ban- ner waving over Santa Clara ' s battle- field but only more defiantly. The disciples of the Spalding in the yard are viewing the present season with an optimistic eye and before their vision loom up the outlines of the coach, captain, manager and eleven players who will constitute the crimson and white baseball comet of nineteen ten. In baseball the criterion by which a coach is known, is the success which his pupils attain. Now all Santa Clar- ans are familiar with the varied accom- plishments of last year ' s nine of which Kelly the man who is to mould this season ' s team was tutor. We are mak- THE REDWOOD 191 ing a broad statement but it is on ad- amant foundation that Kelly with the cooperation of the splendid material on hand will turn out a bunch of tossers that will repeat the triumphs of last year ' s stars. Leading this season ' s nine in whose future the critics of the yard have faith galore, is F. Ray,mond McGovern of Sonora, California. Extremely popular with players and college mates, and every inch a ball player " Terry ' s " days of captaincy we hope to see em- blazoned with the embellishments of many victories. The management of ths team is in the hands of P. Arthur McHenry of San Luis Obispo. McHenry has ar- ranged the largest and one of the hard- est schedules of contests that a Santa Clara nine has had to cope with and the wail of " not enough games, " will surely be an obsolete expression this year. The mask aud receiving mitt will be donned by Porterfield and Irillary, two catchers who possess good pegs to the keystone station and plenty of that encouraging article termed " pep. " The pitcher ' s position appears espec- ially strong. Agnew with his decept- ive assortment of shoots, Alligart with his sharp-breaking curves and H. Barry with his great speed are prepared to rout the enemy. Tall Thornton is cleverly gathering in the throws at the initial sack and back at the middle bag is Salberg of last year ' s Champs. Captain McGovern is taking care of the shortstop territory which he so ably covered last spring and at his right is " Bake " Reams, the nifty guardian of the difficult corner for the team of nine- teen nine. Cavorting in the gardens will be Dooling and Jacobs of the nineteen nine fly chasers, and working with them will be Tramultolo and one of the twirlers, all who have evidenced much ability at pulling down the cloud kissed spheres. We might go on and emulate those who strove to be enrolled among Cap- tain McGovern ' s aspiring crew but whose labors proved unavailing, but as " men are best known by the deeds they do " those whose eflForts were unsuccess- ful can do no better to reach the pinna- cle of fame than by way of the second team. To the good baseballship, Santa Clara, and her gallant crew on her long voy- age of nineteen ten over seas that may be rough, The Redwood wishes bon voyage. Manager McHenry ' s work thus far is given herewith: Jan. 30, Master Mechanics of S. F. at Santa Clara. Feb. 2, Stanford at Santa Clara. Feb. 5, St. Ignatius at San Francisco. Feb. 6, S. F. Gas Co. at Santa Clara. Feb. 12, California at Berkeley. Feb. 15, Ireland ' s Independents at Santa Clara. Feb. 16, St. Ignatius at Santa Clara. Feb. 19, Stanford at Stanford. Feb. 20, Gantner Mattern Co. of S " . F. at Santa Clara. 192 THE REDWOOD Feb. 22, Shreve Co. of San Fran- cisco at Santa Clara. Feb. 26, California at Santa Clara. Feb. 27, Olympic Club of San Fran- cisco at Santa Clara. March 9 or 20, Chicago Americans at San Jose. March 5, Stanford at Stanford. March 6, Barney Frankels of San Francisco at Santa Clara. March 10, St. Ignatius at Santa Clara. March 12, Olympic Club at San Francisco. March 16, California at Santa Clara. March 17. St. Ignatius at San Fran- cisco. March 22, Stanford at Santa Clara. March 30, Stanford at Stanford. April 2, St. Ignatius at San Fransisco. April 6, California at Berkeley. Football Captaincy At the banquet given in honor of last year ' s football team Mannie Reams of Suisun, was elected to lead Santa Clara ' s pigskin warriors. The captain elect is a versatile athlete, the track, diamond and gridiron, on many occasions being the scene of his stellar performances. S ' weater Awards The varsity football emblem, a white block S. C. mounted on a dark red sweater, was awarded to the following members of the past season ' s Rugby Fifteen: Hogan, Goetter, Degnan, Ford, Tranultolo, Porterfield, McCabe, Detels. BasKetball Basketball, is one of the atrractions now on the boards at Santa Clara. De- cided stimulus has been afforded the game this year compared with last season. The field has been covered with deep layers of sand, solidly packed, converting it into a court both uninju- rious and speedy. The squad is large in number and intensely active, and interest on the campus is attaching itself securely to the game. Captain Ray of Eos Angeles, and Manager Posey of Oakland were both star members of last winter ' s quintet, and the destinies of the present five lie upon their shoulders. Of the new men out for places, Bar- bour and Wilson have displayed ex- ceptional talent; of the veterans, Ray, Posey, Hirst, and Goetter have exhib- ited improvement over their past work. Manager Posey ' s schedule will em- brace conflicts with the San Francisco ponies, St. Ignatius, University of the Pacific, San Jose State Normal School, and San Jose Y. M. C. A. S. C. 31 State Normal 11 Captain Ray ' s basketball colts with but little practice made merry at the expense of the State Normal School quintet. It was the opening game of the season and victory was Santa Clara ' s by the score of 51 to 11. J. MoRRiN McDonnell, ' 12. THE REDWOOD I SWEATER COATS BAXHINCi SUITS ATHLETIC GOODS :; Hosiery Underwear FOR AI,I, OCCASIONS Corner Post and Grant Avenue, San Francisco . r. JEWELER 143 SovitK First Street San Jose, Cal. Keal Estate and Insurance Call and see us if you want any thing in our line Franklin Street, next to Bank Santa Clara, Cal. A. G. SPALDING BROS. THE Spalding Trade-Mark Is known throughout the world as a Guarantee of Quality are the Largest Manufacturers in ttie World of Official Equipment FOR ALL ATHLETIC SPORTS AND PASTIMES If You are interested in Athletic Sports you should have a copy of the Spaldin§ Catalogue. It ' s a complete en- cyclopedia of What ' s New In Sport, and is sent free on requesi A. G. Spalding Bros. 156 Geary Street San Francisco, Cal. THE REDWOOD When in San Jose Visit Restaurant Grill and Oyster l oiise 38-30 Fountain Street, Bet. First and Second San Jose, Cal. POPE TALBOT Manufacturers, Exporters and Dealers in ? Office, Yards and Planing Mills o t • r Foot of Third Street San Francisco, Cal When you want the best In GROCERIES tor least money, try us We simply make an effort to please customers that other stores think is no use, but we ' ve got the business anyway. SANTA CI ARA jmw MERIDIAN SALI OWS RHODES (S Trade with Us for.... 5 i $ Good Service and Good Prices I £ 5 ' £ Special Prices given in Quantity Purchases. Try us and be convinced. VARGAS BROS. I Phone Clay 1021 Santa Clara « ■■fe ' fe», " -? »; £intuet McQaoid Prank Jenkins " TKtf: -p •♦♦ of Santa Clara 1. ± M.KP JB. 011 Under Widney Hall pfa ce toXy ... Flour, Fccd, Grocerics and Crockery Phone Grant 581 Orders taken at residence and goods delivered to all parts of town RAVENNA PASTE CO. Manufacturers of all kinds of Italian and French Paste 127-131 North Market Street Phone Brown 241 San Joss, Cal. THE REDWOOD t O -O-O-O-O-O-O-O- -0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0- O O -0-0--0-0-0-0-0- -O-O-O 0--0-0-0- I BYERS-McMAHON CO. I 1 INCORPORATED o 5a West Santa Clara Street , O Telephone Brown 161 1 V 6 THE STORE THAT SAVES YOU MONEY o earpetSt Draperies, Furniture V Q Cinoleums and mindow Shades 9 Q 9 V Carpets Cleaned and Relaid Upliolstering q 0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-00-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0 -0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0 ' L. F. SWIFT, Pres. LEROY HOUGH, Vice-Pres. E. B. SHUGERT, Treas. Directors— I,. F. Swift, I,eroy Hough, Henry J. Crocker, W. D. Dennett and Jesse W. Lilienthal. CAFITAIf PAID IN $1,000,000.00 WESTERN MEAT COMPANY PORK PACKERS AND SHIPPERS OF ORKSSKD BEEF, MUTTON AIVO PORK Hides, Pelts, Tallow, Fertilizer, Bones Hoofs, Horns, tc. MONARCH AND OOI,D£N OATB BRANDS CANNED MEATS, BACO N. HAMS AND LARD GENERAI, OFFICE: Sixth and Townsend Streets, San Francisco, Cal. Cable Address STEDFAST, San Francisco. Codes Ai. A B C 4th Edition Packing House and Stock Yards Distributing Houses South San Francisco, San Mateo Co., Cal. San Francisco, Oakland, San Jose, Sacramento and Stockton ♦..•..♦« ' »■■ ■ ■•■. Is In U ' r Hat SftN JOSE.CftL. Phone Black 5191 ..... . .. » ....■ ■.... .Tr-Ttl « t l « n I 1 t n II . -•. • O i tii i ij|,iaii(, u ||,, THE REDWOOD MO RAGMAN ' S Oysters a Specialty 24 Ellis Street San Krancisco i " STUBENTS ' i == J S Our Work: is tlie Best | I Imperial Dyeing and Cleaning House | Suits Cleaned and Pressed E Oar Chemical Cleaning is the latest French Process £ I losi Franklin Street | Phone Grant 131 I Contract System $1.50 a Month Santa Clara, Cal. k SUI.I.I V AM CO. Plumbing, timmg, lyeating and 0eneral Jobbing Sole jlgent for Samson Olindmill Phone 151 East 374 South Second Street, San Jose I Collegians, when in San Jose drop in | t - and have us serve you with x the very best Ice Cream or Soda in San Jose. Order your French Candies from us. RUDOLPH ' S 16 South First Street and 87 East Santa Clara Street, San Jose •f SPOMXING GOODS Bicycles Motor-Cycles Automobiles " ™™ " HARRISON P. SMITH,Trr f Phone JVSain 58 First and San Carlos Streers m ....Everythifig in MUSIC and Musical Instruments.... Manufacturer Byron Mauajy Gold Medal Pianos 244 Stockton Street San Francisco, Cal. THE REDWOOD Say, Fello vs! BILLY HOBSON ' S Spring Goods have arrived; drop in and look them over. BILLY HOBSON I Haberdasher and Hatter 24 South First Street San Jose, California A. g COL CO, WHOLESALE Commission Merchants TELEPHONE MAIN 309 84 to 90 North Market St., San Jose, Cal. PLUMBERS Retiring from Business. $100,000 Stocli Sold at a Sacrifice. Complete Bath Room Set - $40. OO H27-1131 Market Street San Francisco SAN JOSE TRANSFER CO. Moves Everything That is I oose Phone Main 78 Office — 62 East Santa Clara Street, San Jose. cccccccccccThete is Nothing Better Than Our: ::::::: :::::::::: ::: BOIQIET TEAS AT 50 CENTS PER POl D ISven thotigh you pay a higher price Cl YI ON, ENGI ISH BREAKFAST, AND BASKFT FIRI D JAPAN KARJVEERS UNION, San Jose THE REDWOOD SOLE DISTRIBUTORS OF Coulsom ' s Poultry and Stock Food Supply Co. KINGMAN IMPLEMENTS . . Direct From Factory . . ST. JOSEPH ' S BRAND OF CHURCH CANDLES THE CITY STORE Groceries . Hardware . Implements 56-64 SOUTH MARKET ST. SAN JOSE, CAL. Cunningham, Curtiss Wikh ' " I STATIONERS Printers, Booksellers and Blank Book Manufacturers I 661-571 MARKET STREET, gi SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. B THE REDWOOD New Line of ClotKin especially adapted for High School Bo s Colleg e Chap, Sr. College Chap, Jr. Cunning liain s 78 South First St. San Jose, Cal. .O ONTiOR SAjmAR Conducted by Sisters OF Charity Training School for Nurses in Connection Race and San Carlos Street, San Jose, Cal. Yoiang Nlen ' s Korriishiings And the New Fall and Winter styles in Noci Wear, Hosiery and GioVOS O ' BRIEN ' S Santa Clara Cal. The Santa Clara Coffee Club Invites you to it ' s rooms to read, rest and enjoy a cup of coffee Open from 6 a. m. to 10:30 p, m. UNIVERSAL BAKERY - HENRY VOI.TMER, Proprietor 1 151 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. J. P. JARMAN. Wall Paper ESTIMATES GIVEN FOR Decorating, Painting and Papering Agent for W. P. FUI,I,ER ' S Pure, Prepared Paints 88-90 South Second St. Phone, John 1021 OBERDEENER ' S PHARMACY For Drugs and Sundries Kodaks and Kodak Supplies Franklin Street, Santa Clara, Cal. tbi n ew rouvre Billiard and JIrt Hooms S3 n. Tirst Street (next to Victory theatre) San Jose new Billiard Cables new management Reduced Prices THE REDWOOD Packard Shoes for Men= $3.50 $4,00 $5.00 EVERY PAIR MADE TO WEAR SKipment of Nobby Spring ' Styles Jvjst Arrived M. Leipic, Sole A ent 73 NortK First Street Patronize tlie OAK BARBER SHOP II2S Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. WE STRIVE TO PLEASE ff? The Belmont 24 ' !2e Fountain Alley H. E. WILCOX D. M. BURNETT ATTORNEYS AT I AW Rooms 19 and 20, Safe Deposit Building San Jose, Cal. Gents ' Furnishings, Hats and Shoes. Agency of Royal Tailors !Pay Less aiKl Dress Better E. H. ALBEN Phone Clay 741 Santa Clara, Cal. 1054 Franklin Street 6 PER GENT. INTEREST Paid on Term Deposits Continental Building and L oan Association Apply to ROBERTA. FATJO DEALERS IN GENERAL MILLWORK MOULDINGS Telephone North 401 SANTA CLARA, CAI.. THE REDWOOD Phone Black 5401 Established 1875 Geo. W. Ryder ®L Son JEWELERS and SILVERSMITHS Watches, Diamonds, Fine Gold Jewelry, Silverware. A large and most complete stock of New and Artistic Novelties in all our lines 8 South First Street Safe Deposit Bank Building ' l I I I I ' ' I ' I I I M • ' I • I ' I ' ' ' ' H • I • I • • • I ' ' ' I ' ' I ' I I I I ' 4• ' I■ 4 • You Can ' t Beat the Best And we always handout the finest Candies, Fancy Drinks and ices. Headquarters for College Boys who know what ' s Good 0»BRIEN St » » » SAN JOSE I . ..{ i «. ■ ■■ l■ ■■ » l■ ■■ ■■ I ' I t 4 l• ' I ' ' I ' ' ' I ' I ' ' I ' ' I ' ' ' ' I ' 4 ' ' I I ' I ' ' ' ' ' i ' I I ' ' ' I 4• I " l ' ' I ' ' F. A. ALDERMAN STATIONERY, BI ANK BOOKS, ETC, CIGARS AND TOBACCO All Kinds of Fountain Pens Next to PostoflSce Baseball and Sporting Goods Santa Clara T. MUSGRAVE P. GFELI. r. MUSGRAVE CO. matcbtnakers, Goldstnitbs and Silversmiths 3272 Twenty-First Street San Francisco SANTA CLARA RESTAURANT AND OYSTER HOUSE Frcsb Oysters, Crabs and Sbrimps Every Day. meals at Jill Hours. Oyster Loaves a Specialty. Oyster Cocktails lo and 15 cts. Oysters to take home: Eastern 30c per dozen; California 50c per hundred Private Rooms for Families P. COSTEI., Open Day and Night. Headquarters for Base Ball News ALL SPORTS AND ATHLETIC INFORMATION The Douglas Billiard Parlors 27 South Second Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD Go to- • b i) J. M U C H E I. ...For Your... Harness and Stable Supplies 1085 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. Phone, JOHN 35 71 Dougherty Grocery Co. We carry a full line of Choice Family Groceries, with a Fine Supply of Fresh Fruit and Vegetables. ALL GOODS DELIVERED PROMPTLY AND FREE OF CHARGE GIVE US A CALL B. J. DOUGHERTY J. W. CUNNINGHAM 103 S. MARKET ST., Opp. Post Office, SAN JOSE, CAL. Dealer in B OOTS AKB SHOES Agent for Thompson Bros. Fine Shoes for Men .... Santa Clara Californis R. MENZEL HARDWARE CO. Phone Clay 331 1049 Franklin Street, Santa Clara, Cal. ANYTHING FROM A PIN TO A PILEDRIVER PROMPT SERVICE SPRING STYLES no w on M. 1,. BOYD G. Iv. PERKING A. I ASS RB) ay m our rooms TAILORING PARLORS Rooms 23-24 Porter Building San Jose, Cal. ♦-» " M " H -M-M-f-M-»4 -4 4-f»-M » ♦ ♦ M H ' -M " M " M- -f-M-» ' M-4 " M " M-M " ( THE RI ' DW ' OOD SAN JOSE BAKING CO. J. BREITWIESER, Manager The cleanest and most sanitary bakery in Santa Clara Valley. We supply the most prominent hotels. Give us a trial. Our bread, pies and cakes are the best. PHONE MAIN 609 433-435 Vine Street San Jose, Gal. GET O-O-O -0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0 o-o o-o-o-o-o-c o 6 6 6 6 I o 6 6 6 I o 6 To (3et a Good Pg V T}ifQ A KRUSITTS. Guaranteed to be as it ought to be. It it should not prove to be that we will be glad to exchange with you until you have one that is MANICURE TOOLS, RAZORS Guaranteed the same way. If you wish to shave easily, and in a hurry, get a OillCftC Safety RaZOr. The greatest convenience for the man who shaves himself. -O-O-O O-O-O- -0-0-0-0-0--0-0- o o 6 9 6 6 6 6 6 Phone Main 76 THE JOHN STOCK SONS ? Cinners, Roofers and Plumbers 9 71-77 South First Street, San Jose, Cal. Q 0-0-0 -0-0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0 -0-0-0 --♦ " ♦- • ' ♦-♦ ♦-♦I»- As an Office Man or Mercliant Are you interested in the quality, cost and character of the paper used in your clerical department? Of course you are. Then why not buy that line of stationery that combines Utility, Service and Appearance and at the same time costs less than any similar lines now on the market. I THE REGAL XYPE WRIXER PAPERS t t Today Represent tlie Most Comprebenslve L,lne Sold EVERY WANT CAN BE SVPPHEO Ender ' s Dollar Safety Razor Spalding ' s Sporting Goods 138 South First Street Gillett ' s Safety Razors Henckel ' s Pocket Knives San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD SANTA CLARA CYCLERY n. coiTGHi,ii «. i»rop. Santa Clara County njo.po Mnfnr fvplpc S ' ngle and Four Cyl- Agent for riCllo lllUlUl tjfUiCo Inder Machines Full line of Bicycles and Sundries Franklin Street, next to Coffee Club ■■»♦♦ ♦♦♦♦♦f4-M-44 ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ 4 M »»-» -»-M-»»»»» 4»4i»4 4-M- -44»»4 4»»4»» Phone Temporary 140 A. PALADINI Wholesale and Retail FISH UEAI.ER FRieSH, SAI,T, SMOKBD, PICKI ED and DRIED FISH X 520 Merchant Street San Francisco ■t- ♦♦ ♦♦-f-M-M-M ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦» ♦♦♦ ♦♦♦♦ -M " M " M-f4- -♦♦♦♦-♦-♦♦♦♦♦ 4 ♦ 4 4 »♦♦-♦- ♦•»♦♦ Telephone North 1261 Perfect Satisfaction Guaranteed Enterprise Laundry Company 867 SHERMAN STREET I. RUTH, Agent - - - 1037 Franklin Street George ' s Barber Shop CLEAN SHAVE GOOD HAIRCUTTING Agency Temple Laundry Santa Clara, Cal. IDOERR ' S 176-182 South First Street, San Jose Branch at Clark ' s Order your pastry in advance Picnic Lunches R. E. JVLARSH Dealer in Furniture, Carpets, Linoleums, Matting, Window Shades, Etc. Upholstering and Carpet Work A Specialty Phone Clay 576 I.O. O. F. Building, Santa Clara, Cal. Tint REDWOOD Clothes en solve Girl Quest ior so ves fhe. c lathes Just arrived — a Complete Line of Spring Goods J. U. Winninger THl : REDWOOD G mrfthjnq new and up40=date Everything for the College Fellows mission Candp Parlor Phone Main 190 Agents S. F. Daily Papers DUFF DOYLE, Inc., General Merchandise Menlo Park California New Spring Clothing and Furnishings From our clothing department you can be fitted in any wanted style. Our new line for spring is the most attractive and best tailored models that can be shown anywhere and our prices are a revelation in economy. NEW SPRING HATS — We are ready to serve you with the best. Our extensive lines and styles cordially invite you to visit this department. OUR NEW HABERDASHERY— Any wanted article can be call for. Be among the first to see our beautiful new assortments. MEN ' S SHOES In New Spring Styles. A visit to this department will reveal to you that the makes and grades we carry are the acme of perfection. XKe Dig Store AW hole BlocK S i f ' ;l ryt 3a « SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA Santa Clara MarKet and LigHtston Streets THE REDWOOD i SPRING ' S, Inc. The Home of Hart, Schaffner Marx Clothes Advance Spring Styles will be here shortly and we invite inspection Santa Clara and Market Sts. San Jose, Cal. If You Want a Finished FOTO HAVE BUSHNELL Take it. The Leader of San Jose Photographers 41 NORTH FIRST STREET SAN JOSE, CAL. ■f ■■ - Headquarters for College Felloiivs Caiidoti ' s £aiidy Store Ice Cream and Candies Quality Paramount Santa Clara t THE REDWOOD Carmicliael, Ballaris Co. Outfitters for Ail Mankind Clothiers, Furnishers, Hatters and Tailors The Store that Dra-ws Trade to San Jose 55-59 South First Street Telephone, JoKn 1301 SAN JOSE. CALIFORNIA A. GREENINGER ' S SONS Manufacturers and Dealers in I Carriages, Buggies, Fruit Trucks and Farm Implements, Osborne Machin- i ery, Benecia Hancock Disc Plows. i Cor. San Fernando and San Pedro Sts., San Jose 1 t Nace Printing Company t t The Printers that made All Others Jealous 955-961 Washington Street Santa Clara, Cal. T r .♦.-A-.S- -,♦.-. For a carefully selected stock of Toilet Articles at l owest Prices, try the UNIVERSITY DRUG CO. Cor. Santa Clara and S, Second Sts. San Jose TMP RCDWOOD MARCH, 1910 T-HK REDWOOD ♦ t t We have just received a classy line of Spring Clothes in all the latest weaves and shades. We want you to come in and look them over before you select your Spring suit. They are not freakish, but are just plain college clothes. Prices range from $12.50 TO $30.00 ■? I t THE JUVENILE Style Originators to College Fellow s 130 Grant Ave. san francisco Clothes Haberdashery Headwear X THE REDWOOD i id! i t) No. 35 West Santa Clara Street SAN JOSE A select and up-to-date list of just such properties as the Home-Seeker and Investor Wants M d INSUMAHCE i i i 55 Firej I ife amcS Accident iia tlie toest Companies !i? i ; s !m :s A im sxmss0 Suits for you, young men — light and cool — little extreme touches here and there — a new cuff, an unusual pocket — that add immensely to their attractiveness. Quiet models, too, if you prefer them. If you like clothes with a touch of individuality in them, see our suits before you go elsewhere. As to the material and making, Pomeroy Bros ' , label is in every garment, which means that for thorough honesty of fabric and workmanship these clothes of ours cannot be surpassed. es 49-51 South First Street FURNISHINGS HATS TRAVELING GOODS ♦ -♦ -»i» »i»-» -« -« -« - -♦ -«j»-«j»- j»- t THE REDWOOD -.j»- . ♦-♦ ♦--.♦♦-,;,-.;.-,ji- i.- .-. --; •,— -v— -,»■ I I ♦ t I t - :•-♦:•-♦:♦—♦:• e A private Sanatorium for the care and training of children suffering from Nervous Disorder or Arrested Mental Development. Under the personal management of Antrim Bdgar Osborne M. D., Ph. D. Formerly and for fifteen years Superintendent of the California State Institution for the Feeble Minded, etc. Accomodations in separate cottages for a few adult cases seeking the Rest Cure and treatment for drug addictions. Rates and particulars ou application. PAINLBSS EXTRACTION Res. Phone Clay 13 Office Phone Grant 373 OflPice Hours — 9 a. m. to 5 p.m Most Modern Appliances CHARGES REASONABLE DR. H. O. F. MENTON DENTIST Rooms 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Bank Building, over Postoffice Santa Clara, Cal. ♦ U MM-H-M M M ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ ♦ »♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦ ♦»♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦» .I- ■j P. Montmayeur E. Lamolle J. Origlia SO ' 38 n. Tirst St. San Jcse, Cal. -, ,. Phone Main 403 ■♦ T ? T 7 T T " Meals at all hours CRYSTAL BAR CIGAR STAND, POOL PARLORS J. C. SCHUTTE, Prop. PRETTIEST PLACE ON THE COAST 42 West San Fernando, San Jose, Cal THE REDWOOD Exactly RigKt The difference between very near right or exactly right is the difference between failure and success. £ J0 j0 Mayerle ' 8 Eyeglasses are Guaranteed to be Absoltitely Correct € E€ RCiK MAYERI.E Graduate German Expert Optician. Charter Member American Assoc- tion of Opticians. 96 O Market Street., Opp. Hale ' s, San Francisco. Phone Franklin 3879. Home Phone C-4933. S. A. ELLIOTT SON Pltimlbiiig, Tiiiiiiiig, Cias Fitting Telephone Grant 153 Gnii aud I ocksmltliiiis 902=910 main Street, Santa Clara, Cal. Ring up Clay 583 and tell A. Lr. To bring you some Hay, Wood, Coal, I ime or Cement Phone White 676 MOTLEY YARD PACIFIC SHINGLE AND BOX CO. Dealers in Wood, Coal, Hay, Grain, Pickets, Posts and Shakes. Park Avenue, on Narrow Gauge Railrocid San Jose, Gal. J. C. Mcpherson, Manager " PRATT-LOW PRESERVING CO. Santa Clara, California. backers of Caniied Fruits and Vegetables Fruits in Glass a Specialty, •- ♦♦♦♦•♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦» »-» -» ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦» - - Jacob Eberhard, Pres. aud Manager John J. Eberhard, Vice-Pres. and Ass ' t Manager Tanners, Curriers and Wool Pullers Harness-Lad igo and Lace Leather. Sole and Upper Leather, Calf, Kip and Sheepskins Eberhard ' s Skirting Leather and Bark Woolskin Santa Clara, ..... California THE REDWOOD i Sophomore Clothes | 9 Your satisfaction means more to us than your money. f When you buy a suit of clothes of us you pay for more 1 than just the clothes. e You pay for the satisfactory style, wear and 2 fit and we propose to see that you get it. 1 We commend to your attention our line of | i Sophomore Clothes | 2 There are no clothes that we know of that will so nearly meet | £ your ideas of what good clothes really ought to be. I Prices, $18.00 to $35.00 f I SPRING LINE COMPLETE BY MARCH 1. e I THAD. W. HOBSON CO. | } 16-18-20-22 West Santa Clara St. San Jose, Cal. J Founded 1851 Incorporated 1858 Accredited by State University 1900 College Notre Dame Courses: SAN JOSB, CAI IFORNIA FIFTY-SECOND YEAR (Collegiate, Preparatory, Commercial Intermediate and Primary Classes for Younger Children Founded 18,9 Notrc Dame Conservatory of Music Awards Diploma Apply for Terms to Sister Superior BERTS RESTAURANT Everything to Eat and Drink at the Right Prices PRIVATE BOXES B. Ettstis, Prop. Santa Clara J. G. ROBINSON PHARUACIST Pitrce Block Santa Clara, Cal. THE REDWOOD I 9. f San jQse Gngramg Company I %mt £tc!|ls gs I ' g Do you want a half tone for a program or pamphlet? None can make it $ I better. % I San 3ose Gnqraving Company I I J 32 Lightston Street San Jose, Cal. £ l BiR raiWlHBiBM lSSKAM SKiilB B T8 College Pennants. Fountain Pens. General I,ine of Books and Stationery 25-27 W. Santa Clara Street, San Jose JOURNAL Kor the Local News 913 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. :: $1.50 a Year I. RUTH Deakr in Gtocems and Delicacies Bams, BaeoHf Sausages, Lard, Butter, €ggs. Gie. 1035-103 7 Franklin Street. Cigars and Tobacco THE REDWOOD o-o-o--o-o-o-o-o--o-o-o-o--o-o-o-o-e-o--o-o-o-o-o--o-o-o-o--o-o-o-o-o-o--o-o o 6 9 6 I o I o 6 6 I o 6 6 t 9 6 6 I o 6 6 6 6 I o I o 6 I o 6 6 6 3-0-0-0--0-0--0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0-0 If it is a quei ion where you shall get your new suit, you w ill make no mi ake if you have it tailored by us. Our Tailoring Department is alive to the demands of college men. We have the largest college clientele because of our beautiful fabrics, fine workmanship, and reasonable prices. i3 1157-1159 Washington St. [ors OAKLAND o 6 6 9 6 6 6 9 6 6 6 6 I o 6 9 6 6 6 9 6 6 6 6 9 6 9 6 o -»♦♦♦♦»■♦ »♦- WHOI,£SAI,B ♦ »»«♦♦♦ ♦-♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ »- RBTAII, ConfcctionerVt Tec e;ream and Soda 1084 Franklin Street Santa Clara KBBP ' S TRANSFER CTvAUDE I . EI.Y Successor to CI ARK THE REDWOOD D®(iXg)®(S)®(SXS®®«X»)®(S)(S)®® AYS TO EASTER Blossom Out in THAT SUIT The Good Kind $22.50 to $40.00 Leading Tailor 67-69 SOUTH SECOND ST., SAN JOSE Bg ®®®5x?«5 «$xs®®S«««« " S®S«wgKS€x gxS s«s JxS 1 THE REDWOOD " THE HASTINGS " Youn Men ' s Tuxedos could not be better in Style, Fit or Quality AT ANY PRICE $22.50, $25, $30, $35 TKe Hastings ClotKing Co. Post and Grant Avenue Furnishings Hats Shoes Traveling Goods J. J. WHELAN Wholesale Grocer no MAIN STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. Ccsitsus To R. K. AT THE Piano (Poem) " One Trouble with the Law — the Lawyer " Another Chance A Song of the South (Poem) " The Santa Claka " The Leper - . . . . A Toast (Poem) The Hermit (Poem) ... My First Socialist Meeting - Harry Linster . . . . To Her (Poem) . . . , Editorial Comment Exchanges .... In the Library .... Alumni . . . - . College Notes .... Athletics .... James F. Twohy, A. B., ' oy Hon.M. T.Dooling,Ph. D., ' oj Desmond B. Gallagher, ' 12 Chas. D. South, Litt. D., ' op W. C. Talbot, ' 12 Lawrence O ' Connor M. P. Deiels, ' 12 Victor Cresalia, Spec. Eng. Rodney Yoell Jos. F. Danarthii M. P. D., ' 12 197 194 197 202 203 205 212 213 214 219 222 223 225 227 228 230 232 Naee Printing Co. Santa Clara, Cal. Entered Dec. iS, igo2, at Santa Clara, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March 3, it y. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., MARCH, 1910. No. 6 TO R. n. AT THE PIANO 1 vipe unhreaihin fi s, a darkened room, — eg? wan ( ovemher, wrapped in weeds of rain, i oanin wiihoui, her wet face ai the pane, Q nd we, wiihin this £lowin meliow £loom, aiafiin£ adream some faint, Ion£-Io2t perfume hat stirs the dustij curtains of our brain; eavin£ old tangled threads of thought a£ain ith loving hands that linger on the loom,. c nd, oh, the hush of cool star-clotted skies, Q hush that throbs with unheard melodies, (Fills us, till in our very rniem ories e hold the future, and epitomise he hopes of all the yearning centuries,— (For lo I your hands have breathed upon the keys. Shames (F. wohy, . ., ' 07- 194 TIIK REDWOOD •ONi: TROUBLE WITH THE LAW— THE LAWYER ' Address delivered by Hon. M. T. Dooling, Ph. D., Judge of Superior Court, San Benito County at a meeting of the Bar Association of San Francisco in the Hotel St. Francis, San Francisco IT was, as you may well believe, with no little diffidence that I accepted the invitation to speak tonight be- fore this distinguished and critical audience, to which I may now say in passing that I am very grateful for the very flattering reception you have ac- corded me. And this kind reception I shall endeavor to requite by the only means here and now at my command; and in return for your courtesy, gentle- men, I promise you that I shall be ex- ceedingly brief. All over this country today, from president to poundmaster, the question is asking, What is the matter with the law? Bar associations and legislative bodies everywhere are endeavoring to meet the difficulties, which all acknowl- edge to exist, by means of remedial leg- islation. And such legislation is en- acted and being tried seems to fail of its purpose; and such legislation will be enacted and will continue to fail of its purpose because it does not touch the root of the difficulty. For the greatest trouble with the law today, the chief obstacle in the way of its due administration, is the lawyer himself. Much of the apparent neces- sity for amending the law would be practically obviated by the more effect- ive method, apparently as yet untried, of amending the lawyer. (Applause.) And the judges, you will say? Yes and the judges. For the judge is re- cruited from the ranks of the bar, and he is not now, never has been, and never can be any better than the bar that produces him. I know that all of us at some time or other have had the belief, and perhaps we have impressed it upon some enraged and over-inquisi- tive client, that the judge is not neces- sarily a lawyer. But for tonight I am going to include him in the category. The lawyers, then, individually and collectively, are charged by their oaths and their office with the administration and the enforcement of the law. But modern development has produced a class of lawyers whose office seems to be the evasion of the law. To what end then, shall we concern ourselves with the enactment of remedial meas- ures, which, once enacted, must be en- trusted for their enforcement to a pro- fession whose leading lights are largely paid for devising means and methods to evade them? (Applause.) In the principal theater of this city, within two weeks, I heard one of the players, himself representing an attor- ney supposed to head the profession, declare that a lawyer had use for every attribute but conscience. And I heard that sentiment applauded vigorously by an audience that filled every seat in the THE REDWOOD 195 house. They applauded it because they believed it to be true. And they be- lieved it to be true because their obser- vation of the profession had induced such belief. For the chief thing that tends to bring the legal profession and the law into reproach is the endeavor, so frequently successful, to obtain from the law for some individual or corpora- tion or class that to which he is not en- titled, and the eflforts of some member of the bar to assist him in so doing. Why, for instance — and I take for lack of time the simplest and most ob- vious illustration; the principle is the same and extends through all the com- plexities of the law, from the poorest fence of the tenderloin in trouble with the police court to the richest merger in New Jersey defending itself before the highest court of the United States — why, I ask you, should any man who violates the law expect or even hope to escape conviction when brought before a court of justice? For no other reason than because the profession itself encourages him in that expectation. Why should any man who is indebted to his neigh- bor or who has injured civilly, believe or hope he can escape a judgment against him when brought into court to answer for such debt or such injury? For no other reason than because some member of the bar has encouraged him in that belief. Shall a man go undefended, then, or his cause untried? Not at all. But why should the guilty man escape or the debtor fail to pay? For no man is entitled to more than justice from any court, and no attorney should encour- age him to expect more or help him to obtain it. Why, then, should not an attorney say to his guilty client, " Yes, if you wish, I will see that you have a fair trial. But I don ' t see how you are going to escape conviction and I don ' t see why you should. " Or to the man who is indebted to his neighbor, or who has wrought him injury, " Yes, if you wish, I will see that your case is fairly heard. But I don ' t see how you are going to avoid a judgment, and I see no reason why you should. " And having said this, if he wotild then go into court and see that his client gets a fair trial and no more, the guilty would gen- erally be convicted and the debtor would lose. But the client would have secured everything to which he was en- titled, and the attorney would have done all that is required, and, indeed, all that is warranted or justified by his oath. (Applause.) But, you will say, such a procedure would have a tendency to discourage liti- igation. That is true. It is quite true. In many instances it would undoubtedly " hurt business. " (Applause.) But in every instance it would promote justice. And, after all, is not that what your bar association is to be organized for ? (Great applause.) It would do more. It would elevate the profession and bring it to that high standard where it properly belongs and to that place in the estimation of the people which would make the lawyer what he ought to be — a leader in the cause of right. The bar would then be 196 THE REDWOOD made the nucleus for every movement for the betterment of conditions, while the law itself would become, as it should be, a rule of action to be followed by the willing and enforced against the unwilling instead of a game to be beaten by the very men to whom the state has entrusted the solemn duty of upholding it. And ultimately indeed, while we might have fewer lawyers and lawyers poorer in purse, we would in- evitably have better ones, I mean better in the broader sense. For any man who then desired to make vast sums by devious methods would seek some other field, and those who were left would be engaged in the enforcement and not in the evasion of the law. (Applause.) These are not idealistic notions; they are the veriest commonplaces. The obligations laid upon us by our profes- sional oaths and which would be as cer- tain and well recognized as anything in human life, if the profession had not come to have a distorted view, not only of its duties and obligations, but of its rights and privileges as well. I should not have spoken of this feature, but for the fact that we fre- quently look far afield for causes that lie close at hand, and I do desire even in this strenuous age, this age of mater- ialistic power, when individuals bow to wealth and nations know no justice, that our profession at least should escape the whirlpool, should preserve inviolate those high ideals, that spirit of honor and integrity, which is the fairest flower of mental and moral culture, the finest fruit of the earnest, studious and well-regulated life. (Great applause.) THE REDWOOD 197 ANOTHER CHANCE A DRAMA IN ONE ACT CAST OF CHARACTERS R. Frank Sterling vSr., retired gentleman about forty-five. Frank, his foster son, about twenty one. Miss Mazie Lorraine, Frank ' s Fiancee. John, a servatit. Scene; — Home of Mr. Sterling, Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco. Time: — Present. {At the rise of the curtain, tooting oj automobile horn is heard off stage; Mazie enters with a bunch of roses and a small package.) Mazie, after looking aroimd. I suppose I ' m a little early but I wanted to be the first to give Frank best wishes on his twenty-first birthday. I suppose his father is taking his usual walk in the garden. I ' ll amuse myself until some one comes. {Goes to the piano and sings song. Mr. Sterling enters and listens to the end, then goes over a?id kisses her on the forehead.) Mr. Sterling. You are an ea rly bird this morning, Mazie. Mazie. The early bird catches the worm, you know. Mr. Sterling. Then I am afraid that the worm is late. I ' ll call him - {moves to door left. Mazie stops him) Mazie. Please don ' t, Mr. Sterling, I ' m going to Grace ' s vi ith a few flowers. She is sick. I will call on my way back. Those roses are for you. Mr. Sterling, picking up roses from table ayid smelling thefn. My favorites. Ah, Frank is a lucky boy. Mazie, putting her arm around hirn. And I am a lucky girl, for I am going to have you for daddy. Mr. Sterling. Little girl, I want you to be the first to know the truth today. Sit down. You see that safe there in the corner. No one ever opens that but myself, for it contains something that is very, very dear to me. But today I have to give that something away. {He goes over to the safe and takes out a faded letter and a gold ring. While trying to replace his keys i7i his pocket, he drops them on the floor. He sits down and holds up the ring.) His mother ' s ring, Mazie, encir- cled with her own beautiful hair and her letter, {holding tip the letter) the last she wrote before she died, God rest her soul, just seventeen years ago, I must read it once again before I give it to her boy. It may be for the last time. {Reads letter.) " My dear Frank, I am penning to you the last lines that I will ever write this side of heaven, and I am sending to you the most precious gift I 198 THE REDWOOD have in all the world, my little boy, and for his soul you will some day have to answer to God and to me when you come before His great white throne be- yond the clouds. I give you this sacred charge because I have never forgotten that hour in the twilight in the garden facing the river. A soft breeze wafted the perfume of the lilacs across the lawn, the silver waters of the river murmured at our feet, and the little birds in the tree above seemed to chirp us good- night, ere they sank into forgetfulness, and all nature was at peace with God and man. It was there that you told me of your love and I sent you away without the shadow of a hope. " Mazie, interrupting him. That was hard, wasn ' t it? Mr. Sterling. Yes, Mazie, it wa.s. Mazie. And you never married since. Mr. Sterling, shaking his head ayid con- tinuing the letter. " In fancy I can feel your farewell grip, and hear the fervor of your voice as you said, ' Violet dear, remember if the time should come when you should need a friend that there is one man in the world who is willing to give his life for a life you love. ' " Mazie. How beautifully noble! Mr. Sterling, continui ig letter. " For the sake of that promise, for my sake, Frank, be a father and mother both to my little boy! Bring him up in the fear and love of God, teach him to be in every sense of the word a man. I would like him to take your name, but whisper his mother ' s name to him at times and tell him of my love. Enclosed, find a ring which with this letter I want you to give my boy on his twenty first birthday. The Angel of death is hover- ing near, so I must say good bye. God will pay the debt that I cannot. God bless and keep you and my boy always. Violet. " {Folds letter, kisses it and puts it on the table with ring. Mazie. She ought to be so grateful, for you have kept your promise. Haven ' t you? Mr. Sterling. Yes, I think I did the best I could for her boy. As a little fellow I nursed and watched over him and when he was old enough I sent him to College where un- der the care and direction of the good Fathers he grew to be a man. Then came his graduation day, the proudest of my life; and I remember how I hoped that his mother would be able to peep through one of those tiny windows in Heaven and see her boy walk proudly up the aisle and receive his diploma, and feel as I felt. Mazie, Perhaps she did, who knows? Mr. Sterling. Who knows? {Getting up.) And now we are both so happy in this little home together. Mazie. It won ' t make any difference when I come. Enter servant with mail Servant. Mail, Sir. THE REDWOOD 199 Mr. Sterling. Thank you, John. Mazie. I ' ll run off and leave you to your letters. Perhaps that lazy boy will be up when I return. {Exit.) {Mr. Sterling opens letter; as he reads a look of horror comes into his face and he rises with difficulty?) Mr. Sterling. Her boy a thief! O God! I can ' t be- lieve it. Her boy! O Frank! Frank! {Frank from inside the rootnleft, calls.) Frank. Alright, dad, I ' ll be out in a minute. Mr. Sterling. I must try and make him tell me the truth. {After a pause etiter Frank in full dress suit, looking rather dejected ayid confused!) Frank. Good-morning, dad; excuse my ap- pearance, but I was out late last night and was so tired that I fell asleep in my dress clothes — so you, so you — I — {Ob- serving his father very pale and excited.) Why, what is the matter, dad? You don ' t look well. Can I get you any- thing? Mr. Sterling, supportiyig hitnself on table. No thank you, my boy, I am just a little upset; it will soon pass away. {Picks up the letter and ring and takes Frank by the hand.) My boy, I want to wish you many happy returns of the day, and in doing so I want to give you something from your dear mother. {Puts ring on Fra7ik ' s fittger.) And her wish is that you wear it always and when you are tempted to do wrong you will remember her and refrain. {Hands Frayik the letter.) This also belongs to you and I want you to read it now. Frank reads letter and shows great surprise. Frank. To think that you who are not my father should have been so good and kind to me during all these years. Why, I am not worthy of it. But I ' ll be a better son to you now; {turning away) O God! If I only had another chance. Mr. Sterling, graspifig him by both arms a7td facing him. What do you mean, Frank? Another chance for what? Frank. O nothing, nothing dad. I am only a little put out about this news. Be- sides, I was out late last night and took a drop too much. Mr. Sterling, kindly. Are you sure that you are not in trouble, Frank? Frank, recoveri?ig. No dad, what makes you ask? Mr. Sterling. Nothing, nothing. {Absefitly going over and taking his hat.) I just thought that you might have something to tell me before I go to keep my appointment with the president of your firm. {Exit.) Frank, taki?ig step toward door center. What do you mean, dad, is any — Mr. Sterling, appeariiig in door- way. Did you call, Frank? 200 THE REDWOOD Frank. No dad. {Exit Mr. Sterling. Frank falls down at table and buries his face in his hands) O God! if I had only the courage to tell him. I must have two thousand dollars before noon or they will put me behind the bars. My last chance, {Jumpijig up.) the handicap yesterday — I ' d almost forgotten. ( Takes paper from table, nervously turns to sport- hig page and reads.) My only hope gone! {crushes paper in his hand and throws it on the floor. Goes up stage to right to side board and takes a glass oj whiskey; after drinking he tosses glass against the wall in disgust. His eyes then fall on his father ' s keys on the floor and he looks significantly from the keys to the safe and closes his teeth. Damn it, I will. {Opens safe, extracts money, and puts it on the floor, is about to get more when Mazie enters. Mazle. Many happy returns, Frank. {Frank draws back astonished as she offers to kiss him. Don ' t you want to kiss me? Frank, embarrassed. Why of course I do, but I — I — I — {Mazie seei ig the ope7i safe and the money on the floor draws back horrified, theji with an effort recovers her composure and speaks kindly.) Mazie Frank, don ' t you think that you had better put that money back? {Frank mechanically goes and does as he is told.) Now please sit down. {Mazie sta?ids at back of his chair and puts her arm around him.) You remember Frank, a certain night last summer, when you and I sat on the edge of the cliff facing the Golden Gate, above the great blue ocean, and we watched the silvery moonlight go to sleep upon the waters. You said that your love for me and the meratsry of your mother, would always prevent you from doing anything dis- honorable. Have you forgotten so soon? Frank. Please don ' t, little girl, God knows it is hard enough without recalling that. You don ' t just understand what this means, but you may as well know the truth now. A few months ago I met a sporty crowd of good fellows who in- duced me to go to the races. I only placed small bets on the horses at first, but the game fascinated me, and I grew bolder and bolder. Then a day came when I lost all my money. I hadn ' t the courage to ask dad for more as he had been too good. If I had stopped there everything would have been all right, but I didn ' t, I didn ' t. I borrowed some of the firm ' s money, only a little at first with which to retrieve my losses. But I kept on losing, I thought my luck must change some time, so yesterday I had a sure thing and went for a final plunge and lost. I tried to console my- self with drink, but that only made matters worse. Then I had the awful truth to face today, that if I did not have two thousand dollars at noon to- day, I should be branded a thief. Then I saw my father ' s keys on the floor as if mocking me. I knew that more than enough was in that safe to save me from public disgrace. The temptation was too great. {He rises and walks to- THE REDWOOD 20 1 ward the door. ' ) Goodbye, Mazie. Try and not think too hard of a fellow. Mazie, stops him. Do you think a woman ' s love is a deserter under fire. Frank. You mean to — Mazie. I mean that, God willing, you will have another chance. Frank. I don ' t know how to thank you for what you are doing for me, little girl. It is not often when a fellow is down and out that he finds a girl who will take him out of the mire and put him on solid ground once more with a fighting chance. Mazie. I think I hear your father. Go to your room and wait till I call. {Exit Frank. Mr. Sterling eyiters wearijig a care worn look and falls heavily into a chair. Mazie goes and kneels beside him.) I am sorry, so sorry, Frank told me all about it, but you ' ll forgive him, won ' t you? He ' s a man now, just start- ing life, and he is going to try and prove himself worthy of the love and devotion that you have bestowed upon him. {Mr. Sterling nods his head. Mazie goes to the door aud calls Frank. Enter Frank.) Frank. I know it won ' t take the weight off your shoulders dad, to tell you that I am sorry. But I am going to try and climb back to my place in your affec- tions and esteem, by being what mother said in her letter: " In every sense of the word a man. " Mr. Sterling, rising and putting arm around Mazie. Are you still willing to embark in ou r little craft upon the stormy sea of life? Mazie. Yes daddy. Mr. Sterling, taking Frank ' s hand. Then we three will drift down the stream of life together, hand in hand, till we reach that golden distant shore. Then we ' ll know God ' s ways and under- stand that it was for the best, that I bad the opportunity of giving the boy Another Chance. {Slow curtain Desmond B. Gallagher, ' 12. 202 THE REDWOOD A SONG or the: south HEN the sheen of Southern noons Gilds the cotton, and the coons, With their olden, golden tunes. Sing to me, — Then in Dixieland once more, Framed in roses by the door, I behold my queen of yore, Lora Lee! Lora Lee! .... . . . . Lora Lee! Till my old fool heart stops beating you will live for love and me! In the Dixieland above Still for me you live, and love — Love me still— in spirit love me, just as I love Lora Lee! ' Neath the mellow, yellow moon, I can hear old Mammy croon Every sweet old Southern rune Dear to me; But each homely, sad refrain Starts my foolish tears like rain — Makes my soul cry out in vain, — Lora Lee! Lora Lee! .... . . . . Lora Lee! Till my old fool heart stops beating you will live for love and me! In the Dixieland above Still for me you live and love- Love me still— in spirit love me, just as I love Lora Lee! Chas. D. South, Litt. D. ' 09 THE REDWOOD 203 •the: SANTA CLARA " THE AEROPLANE OF MR. MONTGOMERY WHICH MADE THE SUCCESSFUL FLIGHT OF APRIL, 1905, WAS CALLED " THE SANTA CLARA " " . . . . It was Montgomery ' s success that gave definite and recorded be- gi ining to the 7iow fast advancing period of mail ' s mastery over the most elusive medium in which he aspires to travel — mastery absolutely C077iparable to that of the bird, fruitlessly envied and copied, and copied and erivied, by earth-bound man Jrom the fables of atitiquity until March and April, 1903. ' ' " Vehicles of the Air. " — Victor Lougheed. At the present day there is no science making more rapid strides than aviation. There is nothing more enthused over, either in this country or throughout Europe. Its growth has been steady and rapid during the short five years of its existence, and if advancement in this line is as fast as it was in the case of the automobile, it will be but a few years until we shall see the aeroplane, in common use, sailing the skies over our cities and towns. This science however, as all others once were, is still in its comparative in- fancy. There is yet much to be accom- plished, and let us hope that its achieve- ment will be as fast in the future as it has been since its beginning, which was as Mr. Lougheed says, in his " Vehicles of the Air " in March and April of the year 1905, when the first S2iccessful aeroplane flights were made. This aeroplane was not like the beginnings in so many other branches of science, — at first a clumsy, unsightly contrivance which has gradually been rounded to perfection; no, this first suc- cessful aeroplane has been the model for every subsequent machine that has in anyway been successful. Mr. Victor Lougheed, in his classic and fascinating exposition of modern aeronautics, de. scribes beautifully, and realistically, the third of the first three successful flights of man ever witnessed by human eyes; the flight of John Malony in Prof. Montgomery ' s aeroplane " the Santa Clara " , which was made from the Col- lege grounds, on April 29, 1905, the feast day of the President, Rev. Robert E. Kenna. Mr. Lougheed also plainly shows how all aviation since that time has been based on the ideas actualized in " the Santa Clara " . How great, then, should be the debt of gratitude, and the heartfelt congratulations that we owe our California scientist, and the father of aviation, Prof. John J. Montgomery! As the inventor is an old student of Santa Clara College, and at present an associate member of the Faculty, it is quite likely that we should be apt to overestimate his extraordinary qualities, and the amount of honor due him; but such a course of action is not necessary. 204 THE REDWOOD We need but quote the words of Victor Lougheed, of Alexander Graham Bell, and of the Scientific American of May, 1905, to lift Mr. Montgomery to a posi- tion where superfluous praise is im- possible. " On April 29, 1905, " says Mr. Loug- heed, " in California, there was publicly performed a feat which no competent and unprejudiced person who investi- gates its details can fail to characterize as the greatest single advance in the history of aerial navigation. " Mr. Graham Bell, without hesitation, asserted that " all subsequent attempts in aviation must begin with the Mont- gomery machine. " And the words of the Scientific American of May 20, 1905, are as follows: " An aeroplane has been constructed that in all circumstances will retain its equilibrium, and is sub-1 ject in its gliding flight to the contro and guidance of an operator. " It is a wonderful fact, as Victor Lougheed also states, that from the eleventh century to March 16, 1905, there had been only twenty-six flights of any importance at all; and from March 26, 1905, to the end of the year 1909, there occurred as many as 450 authenticated flights. The great flight on which the fame of the inventor largely rests, is described in full in the pages of the Redwood of the following month. May 1905. This magazine, it may be mentioned, pos- sessed the exclusive right to the publi- cation of an authoritative account of the famous aeroplane " Santa Clara, " Mr, Montgomery, in spite of the tempting ofi " ers of the press at large, preferring to give this privilege to the Redwood. W. C- Talbot, ' 12 THE REDWOOD 205 THE LEPER ( Concluded) FACE TO FACE On a low hill outside of Manila, a hill that is enwrapped in a shroud of super- stition a man sits and watches the sun- rise. He has been sitting there all night, thinking of the woman who had sung an Ave Maria, of a woman whom he had kissed thrice, — whose lips at the first kiss were cold, but that had burned the second and third time with a fire that still smouldered on his own lips where the woman had left it. He watches this sunrise. It takes him back to his childhood days when his brother and he looked at such a dawn as this. Everything about him now became en- wrapt in the beauty he used to think in his childhood lay beyond the golden clouds out where the sun rose. He sighed deeply, then slowly, slowly, pulled from one of his pockets a wooden figure of Christ; he held it up in his left hand — this hand strange to say was gloved. He kisses the figure, then his eyes fall upon the hand that holds the image. He stares at it, his face grows livid, then looking contemptu- ously at the figure held by that hand, flings it impetuously away from him, and disappears in the thick wood of the tropical palm trees. Rosario sat alone on a low bench outside an humble looking cottage, two months after her marriage; it was the first night she had felt sad and lonely since she had given herself to Lowry Colgan at the altar of God. They had been talking together, watching the day fade into night, as was their habit. Rosary, as he called her, had felt very lonely at the thought that this man whom she loved with all in her that could love, was unhappy. She knew this although he denied it and avoided the subject. He wanted her love and yet at times told her he had no right to it. Why? — he never said. On account of his past life perhaps, but of this she knew nothing, and cared not to know. She owned him, yet owned every tittle of him, and that was all she wanted, all till to-night, when she had said, " Lowry — you — you are not happy — you are not as I would have you be, — forgetful of what is past and gone and living in the present. L,owry! what is it that pains you? why do you often tell me you have no right to my love? why do you say ' God will bless you! God will bless you, — yes I know He will! ' — why do you say he will bless me and not you? I know L,owry, you — you are not a practical Catholic though you were born one, — why Lowry? And then too you often ask if one can sin a 2o6 THE REDWOOD sin so despicable in the sight of God, that it can ' t be forgiven? Why — why — all this — why do you ask me these questions, tell me now, — all ! — I feel as if I can ' t love as I want without hav- ing your sorrow. Tell me Lowry, why you wear a glove perpetually on your left hand, tell me, — your wife, — give her your sorrow to share it with you. " He had heard her through, turning pale at her questions; he had not answered, but seemingly seized with an irresista- ble desire, flung himself down at her feet, and kissed the hem of her garment, saying in a pitying voice, " Rosary! Rosary! — I know, I know, only too well, I ' m unworthy of you. Nay! unworthy of even a word from your lips in en- couragement, but — but — I — am — oh! don ' t — don ' t ask me again — I — I — can ' t stand it! " With this he had left her alone, and disappeared in the endless labyrinth of tropical verdure. So Rosary sat till near the break of the morning, thinking of many things, weeping and waiting, for the man she loved, patiently waiting for her husband. A man who had fled from his wife, walked with a reluctant step in an aim- less direction in the heart of the tropical forest. Again as on the night of his hearing Rosary ' s voice, he looks behind him, as if fearing someone is following him. As he emerges from a tangle of ferns, he is struck on the head with a soft, pliable object — the blow stuns him, he struggles d esperately, men seize him — he fights frantically, then the billie descends once more on his head and he falls to the ground. He awakes, three faces are looking down at him. He recog- nizes two of them, one the sheriff of Manila, the other a certain keeper of a prison of lepers The third is a man, attired in a navy officer ' s uniform; his star reads, " Detective Service U. S. N. " He is unknown to him, — he does not kn — Good God! His eyes stand out in their sockets! His face becomes over- spread with a cadaverous look, he stares straight into the eyes of the third. His mind goes back many years to his child- hood, he tries to recall — the — the — " Ed, Ed! my brother, my brother! — do — you — does no voice within tell you we are akin? Ed! — for God ' s sake don ' t you know me! " The man in oflBcer ' s uniform kneels down and peers into the face of the man he has tracked down, the man he has struck on the head with his cudgel — he stares long into his face, then he gets up, and orders the sheriflf and keeper to remain at a distance. He kneels again by the man he has struck, and looks again at the face, — then, almost inaudibly he mutters, " Lowry! — brother " — and weeps in silence. At the sound of these old familiar words the man that was struck faints away — his brother lifts up his head and lays it on his knee; he smoothes back the heavy locks of hair that fall over his high brow. So this is the man he has tracked, the man he has sworn to bring back, back, to — to — Good heavens, — he could not do that! His brother to go to — to — no! no! — it must not be! Then THE REDWOOD 207 the officer picks up his brother ' s left haud and looks, — stares at it in silence. " No! no! you must not " , kept saying a voice within him. But duty! duty vanquished that voice, and muffled its sound. The officer drops the hand, looks again at his brother ' s face, then slowly kisses the wound he has made. The sun broke triumphantly over the sea and announced the birth of a day — its light found two separated brothers face to face. HIS STORY " Rosary! Rosary! " His wife looked up, saw a thin stream of crimson, trick- ling down his temple; she runs to him, pale, terrified. " What, what in the name of God is it, Lowry? " She tries to embrace him. He pushes her away gently, saying in a voice that sound- ed lifeless yet calm: " Rosary! don ' t, — not now, nay! not now or ever. Rosary, to- night, I left you, because you asked for my sorrow, you told me you wanted to share it, — now you shall be burdened with it for the rest of your days. You love me. I thank and curse God for it. And still, what would I not do to have your love — ah! what have I not done to have it, what have I not done, I say, — dragged you, your soul, your heart, everything that you possess, dragged it — a white cloth of purity, in the filth that I tread and live, nay will always live in — stamped upon your chaste heart an indelible mark of sin. — Sin! do you hear me? A sin, that ' s abominable in the sight of God, despicable in the eyes of the world — no, no, don ' t touch me, do7i ' t touch me, wait till you have heard. Then, then, you — you that have kissed me, — your lips that have been as a cloud of cool refreshing rain to mine that have been like a desert; you, like the rest, will shrink from my touch, shrink, do you hear me? Your lips, like the others, will cry out for my blood! ay, do you hear me, my Rosary, you, like the rest, will cry out for the life and the blood of — a — a leper! a leper! Rosary, I am a leper! ! — that is my sorrow His wife could not grasp it, could not be led to believe this, — it must be the eflFects of the blow. Why, it was incredi- ble. He — her husband — a leper! No, no, it was a lie. She tries to embrace him again; again he pushes her gently away, saying: " Wait, hear me through. Wait, sit down and hear the tale of your husband, the leper. Hear me — then run, hide from me like the rest of these creatures you call human beings; run and hide from a leper, Rosary! Rosary! leper, yes leper, in body! But as there ' s a God in heaven, a inan, — mayi! do you hear? mari, in his heart! So listen to me, and then blame me, as I am to be blamed, curse me as your husband, for I am to be cursed by my wife. Shrink from me, as all shrink from a leper. But though you do this, I ask of you only this; remember, that in this rotted, body of mine, there beats a heart that is yours, a heart that was lost to me; and you found it and in turn I gave it to you. After you have heard me, blame me, if you will, if you can, for thinking 2o8 THE REDWOOD your God iniquitous. That God you be- lieve in so strongly, Rosary, has He been just, has He been just? So list to to the tale of the leper — your husband. I was young, a child, when my only brother, Edward parted from me. I loved him. Rosary, even as I love you, and he, Rosary, loved me. We had always thought alike, till one morning he seemed to have changed over night. That morn as we stood on the shore of the sea he told me we had different paths in this world. He joined a branch of the navy and I lost track of him sometime after. Years passed and the desire to see him again seized me — I traced him to the Hawaiian Islands and there, there. Rosary, while engaged in a noble deed, there, I lost all love for your God that had been my God till then. I had prayed to Him always that I might find Edward. Well, I was in my hotel room one evening praying. Rosary, after a fruitless day of search for my brother, that the morrow might disclose him to me. I was praying. Rosary, to that God, Who not half an hour after sent me to a living grave. Yes, sent me who had nothing but love in my heart. I was thus engaged in prayer when a low rumble of voices reached my ears; it grew louder and louder till it became defeaning. I look- ed out of my window and there a spec- tacle without a name met ray eyes. A mob, a vicious mob of natives, hurled stones, sticks and the like at an old dis- figured man. They are in front of my window. Oh, how well I see it all even now! The mob, the vicious mob of these beings you call men, cry out, " kill him! kill him! kill the leper. " Dogs are set at him, he backs against a stone wall for protection — he is exhausted — there he pleads, shrieks, howls, yells for mercy! His clothes are torn, and ex- pose to view a yellow, scaly, withered body. The mob, the vicious mob of these beings you call men, keep on hurling missels at the helpless leper, howling for his life as hungry beasts howl for food, — the bloody, helpless mass of scaly, withered flesh fights ofi " a snarling dog, and then Rosary, Rosary, some brute, some beast that is known as a man, hurls a tremendous stone at the leper; it hits him on his ear of colossal size, and mashes it to a pulp. It floors the man, who is bleeding away what little blood is left in his withered body. Then, then the dogs get busy on the helpless wretch. They snap, they bite his limbs — one buries his teeth into his cheek — another of unusual size, grips his fangs deep in one of the man ' s arms. The wretch shrieks for mercy! The dog with a mighty tug pulls away, tears into rags the rotted member, leaving a mass of shredded flesh exposed to be picked by the smaller dogs. The mob Rosary, the mob, the vicious mob — at this horrifying anguish — anguish for those who possess a heart — sends up a yell of triumph and sets the dogs on more viciously. I stood there in agony. Rosary, agony! despairing, despairing with, I know not what ter- rible despair, shrinking under that monstrous spectacle — my heart, my soul, my whole being cried out to God to THE REDWOOD 209 stop this inhumanity. Then seized with anger I jumped into the midst of those incarnate devils and fought my way to the leper ' s side, to the side of that heap of ragged flesh now whining pitifully. I stood in front of him. The mob, the vicious mob was paral- yzed; they drew back, calling " he ' s a leper, he ' s a leper! away and let us finish the job! " I stood my ground. Then the mob resumed its work and would have stoned me to death with that wretch, had not the police come at that crisis and dispersed them. One of the gendarmes throws a lasso about that quivering body and begins to drag him to his living grave. Again the mob sends up a yell of victory, the leper shrieks, pleads, yells, howls for mercy; calls for death rather than be taken back; but the oflBcers only tighten the lasso about the leper, and the mob of those beings you call men laugh at his plea. Then apparently for the first time the leper sees me, — the one, the only one who stood by him. He clutches my hand and kisses it. But Rosary, Rosary, that kiss sent me to share his grave. No, not with him for he died before we reached the prison. He had kissed a wound on my hand made by a stray stick. The leprosy had eaten away his upper lip — and that tells the tale. The officers seeing that he had kissed ray wound grab me. I fight, I struggle. Good God! could He allow a thing like this? They bind me and I am dragged through the streets to the leper ' s prison. Sentence was passed on me — seven years in the place, to see if the leprosy would break out. The thought struck me a terrible blow. I cursed the very name of God — I was mad! — I was seized by a desire to break away. I fought the ofiBcers, pale, panting, terri- fied. They grapple with me — I de- spair — despair, I yell, I swear, I blas- pheme. Then a club descends heavily upon my head. I strive savagely. Then another blow puts an end to my resist- ance — that blow afi ' ected my mind. I remained a bit demented. I had no desires, I was satisfied to live amongst these men and women, some of whom were armless, with eyes out, lipless, — a yawning cavity where a mouth should be — an ear, a nose falling ofi , dragging themselves along, whining like dogs. I was satisfied to stay with them — till one morning I sat staring at vacancy on a low bench that predominated the view of the sea and town below us. I was sitting there, as was my habit, when I hear the organ of the church I had never visited — but — I hear a voice also — a woman ' s voice. What is a woman ? . I think to myself — a dragging, shapeless body of putrid flesh whining like a dog — but — this voice, it was not a whine. How beautiful I thought, how it re- freshed my mind! The first woman ' s voice I had ever heard, I thought. I sit there very quiet lest I disturb it, then I smile, I smile. Rosary, for the first time since they cast me in this place — my mind seems to be cleared. The trees, the sea, how green they are! The birds — how beautiful they sing! And the voice — ah! the voice — belongs to a 210 THE REDWOOD woman! I must see that woman. I get up quickly and run, run past a guard. He yells — he impedes me — I strike him a terrific blow — then I rush out into the world — the world! I real- ize I am in it now to live! live! live! But the voice! I must go back. No, no, not now, I ' ll meet its owner some day. Then the fact that I am a leper among men dawns upon me, the desire to live dies within me, but I am seized with an over-powering desire to flee. I run, run aimlessly, I see a crowded market place, I mingle in the thick of the surging throng and then the leper is lost forever in the multitude of people. " " ABSOLVO TE " In the church where Rosario Casta- non had been married, we find the leper, his wife and his brother. Out- side the police await the leper; the brother no longer wears the uniform, — he has resigned. The two brothers pre- pare for confession. The leper is to part from his wife and his brother tonight, for the rest of his lifetime. He gets up to enter the confessional, his wife arises quickly and detains him. She has not as much as touched him since he has disclosed his sorrow to her. He has noticed it, the thought excruciates him. " lyOwry, Lowry, my husband! " she throws her arms about his neck and kisses his colorless, lifeless face — she takes her silver crucifix and hangs it about him; then as he slowly pushes her away and enters the door of the confessional, she takes his left hand, his hand that wears the glove. " May you remember always, my husband, there is one, one who did not shrink from your touch. " With this she kissed the hand. Padre Antonio hears the confession of the two brothers. Outside in the church, a woman kneels and prays that they may be absolved. Tears stand in her eyes, eyes that were made for sor- row or that sorrow had thus shaped, eyes that spoke in their drooping long lashes of her resignation to her sorrow. Then as she muttered, slowly, " forgive us our trespasses as we forgive — " she heard in the stillness the words of Padre Antonio, " Absolvo Te. " Inside the church the leper ' s brother still kneels in silent prayer — he hears the footfalls of his brother die away, he hears his wife call " L,owry! " — he hears the night breathing its almost inaudi- ble plaint, through the oscillating palms; he looks through the church window at a lone star quivering in the sea that knows no storms. Then slowly he turns his gaze to the altar and murmurs, " Father, I thank thee. " The day is nearing its close, and the sun is taking its last plunge into the factious waters of a summer sea. It is now at the very point where it bathes Manila and the vicinity in a soft mellow golden light, a light that lends at its touch a mysterious beauty to the gro- tesque surroundings of the Island Me- tropolis. This light had its greatest efi " ects on a certain low hill that pre- dominated the view of the sea. Here a woman sits on a low bench just out- THE REDWOOD 211 side an humble cottage. She is gazing at the dying sun. Her look is beyond me to describe; it seems not of this world. There is a pathos in observing her. She is looking at a fantastic cloud, cradled near the setting sun. Its shape- less amber colored mass gradually takes the figure of a man; his look is eminent; an inexpressible something, that hints of a supernatural pain or anguish lurks in the intense darkness of his childlike eyes. She looks at this Utopian man, who is not a man, a man in heart, it is true, a man in that sense unrivalled, but — a — leper in body! a despised, pol- luted creature in the eyes of the whole world. The whole world did I say? No, there is one that does not shudder at the thought of him, that does not shrink from his leper ' s touch. That one now looks at the amber colored cloud nestling near the setting sun. The sea, the palms, the sun, everything about this woman so color her sv eet and bitter memories, that every fold of the sea, every blade of frail grass on those verdant hills was endowed in her mind with the significance of a living thing. The silent meditation of this woman is broken by a sound that the delicate atmosphere of the dying day bears to her ears. She listens; it came from within the cottage; she hears it again, then she speaks to it. " Come here, L,owry, come to your mother. " A boy of perhaps six with a curly brown head of hair, came run- ning to his mother. She picked him up and set him upon her knees. The little fellow wriggled himself into a " comfy " position, laid his curly head upon his mother ' s breast and looked out at the sun almost drowned by the sea. " Low- ry, " the mother whispered, " look over where the sun sinks and pray for papa. " The little fellow seems to understand; he has been taught to say some prayers aloud, before he retires to his little cot at night and after his mother calls him in the morning, but he has also been taught to look out over the sea toward the place where the sun sinks every night and pray, pray in silence. That prayer he knew was meant for his father, but he did not know what it was to have one. He had prayed like this ever since he could remember and he con- tinued because he liked it, the sunset cast a peculiar spell about him, because he was moved to do it. Thus these two beings prayed for a leper. The last rays of the sun struck the brown locks on the boy ' s head, and made it shine like a mighty jewel. The mother kissed it, as the sun went down. The soft, sad, pensive twilight broke in on the serene. A gentle puff of ocean breeze caused the dark, green palms to oscillate languidly. It touched the woman ' s lips, — that puff of weary breeze, — breeze that had kissed the rose in its blushing pride, that had slept in the lily ' s bell, breeze that was laden with the violet scent, — kissed the woman ' s lips; but she thought not of its scent, its lily ' s touch or its otto of the rose. In that breeze she felt the leper ' s kiss as sweet, as fresh, as pure as on the day she sang the Ave Maria for him. She takes the !i2 THE REDWOOD kiss from the traveling zephyr, and in presses him impetuously to her bosom; turn sends back a prayer that that puff then slowly she takes the boy ' s left of wind may bear it to the heart of her hand in hers, looks contemplatively at husband, the leper. She looks at her it, then smothers it with kisses, little boy — how like his father! She Lawrence O ' Connor. A TOAST Here ' s to the brimming beaker, To Bacchus, the god of wine Here ' s to the sparkling flagon Flowing with juice of the vine ! Reach me a bumper of sunshine From the slopes of the far Apennines With the ruddy red glow of the vineyard Stealing softly in light glancing lines. Then here ' s to us carefree bacchants, To all jolly good fellows at heart ! And I ' ll drink to your health in Falernian One last toast to you ere we depart. M. P. Detels, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 213 THE HERMIT HE dawn throws high his head above the peaks! This last cold dawn of day, and then I go Back to men, back, back to the toiling herd! For I have lived my life from bush and ground. I found a shepherd ' s pipe among the hills And threw the heaped up hours from off my frame While from the bush the thrush ' s answer swung — Struck deep the fierce wild love I never knew — Inflamed my soul beyond the cool of night — Way deep did burn my brain with melting fire, And since that day I never knew a calm. To-day I go to man and to my kind, I go where I must labor if I live- To the city ' s unchained gates of lurid hell Where Satan long has lived beneath the smoke. Victor Cresalia, Spec. Eng. 214 THE REDWOOD MY FIRST SOCIALIST MEETING ALONG, low, narrow and musty colored assembly room, filled with long, low narrow benches, lighted by several smoky, evil smelling lamps, which struggled to diflfuse light through the murky atmosphere. This was the " Hall. " On the official sheet of roster it went by the pompous and business like title of " Branch No. 12, division No. 2. Dept. of California. This was not the name it bore on the government tax-rolls, or on the city license sheets; but on the official index of the national committee this formid- able title looked well, and showed that in the aforesaid division and district, some 180 people labored under the hal- ucination that they were being robbed, and that the only satisfactory and ef- ficient way to stop this unjust state of affairs was to give vent to their feelings in a " Branch Socialist lodge. " How I got to this place I do not re- member, but I have a dim, hazy, very hazy recollection of standing on a street corner and hearing a fiery, peppery little man with a huge pompadour tell us how easily we were being robbed and what fools we were to stand it. Why, the very paradox of it stuns one. Here we were, we who produced everything, standing impotent on the street corners and letting our hard- earned dollars flow, yes, literally letting them flow into the pockets of the " Sons of the Sate God Mammon. " I did not know who Mammon was or what " sate " meant, and I didn ' t care whether I did or not, but I did know this much that his sons were the ones who had all our money, and that the only way to stop this thievery was to vote the Socialist ticket; and if we gen- tlemen of the American working class wanted to know what Socialism meant or if we wanted more fully to under- stand the great work of Socialism, all we should have to do would be to " come up to the hall " and there we should be made welcome. I approached the little man as soon as his speech was finished, and after a desultory conversation, he repeated his invitation to " come up to the meeting " with him. This pleased me and I fol- lowed him through several muddy, dark streets until we came to the afore- said hall. On entering the door a fat, oily man rolled up to me, and opening his mouth to such an extent that it moved his plum colored nose, drawled out in a loud tone of voice, " Evening, Comrades, welcome in. " His appearance had so repelled me at first that this cheery and hospitable greeting seemed doubly hearty, and I felt soon at home. I was led around by my fat, oily friend, and introduced to several groups of people who bore such names as Sultch, Van Troke, Gray, O ' Rourke, Gautsky, and others, which denoted they belonged to many climes and races. THE REDWOOD 215 After being introduced to nearly every one in the room, I was shown a seat on the front bench where I could hear and see everything. At my right sat an old lady whose face was the color of dirty parchment. It was much wrinkled, I should say ex- tremely wrinkled. Her eyes peeped out from between two wrinkles, her mouth was nearly hidden by its resem- blance to a wrinkle, and could only be found by its anatomical position on her visage; indeed she had more ridges and valleys on her face than any person I had ever seen. As I took my seat by this good lady, she drew up her old fashioned velvet spangled shawl as if I were an iceberg and snapped out, " Good evening, com- rade, how are you? " Whether it was her wrinkles or her voice that startled me I do not know, but whatever it was, something about her did startle me and at the same time interest me. I replied that I was very well and thanked her for asking. " It ' s rather cold out, " she snapped. I say snapped because she had a sharp, quick way of opening and shutting her mouth, when talking. " Yes, " I replied, " it is very cold and chilly out. " " Do you know, " said she, " that there are in this vast city, hundreds of little children whose rattling teeth and hacking cough sink deep into the heart of their washerwoman mother and ditch- digging father. And why? The papers say, " she went on, " that it is due to a shortage of cars, that coal is on the way. Tliey lie, yes lie in a damnable satire on society. If dogs can lie stretched out before fires, why then can not God ' s own children do likewise. And why is it that we see little children standing out in the snow sel- ling matches while down the street comes a carriage or an auto bearing warmly clad women and children, and dogs? — dogs clad while little human hands and feet freeze? " After this tirade she sank back into her seat with an air of a person who has not only increased one ' s own com- fort but that of the entire assembly as well. As soon as I perceived that she was not going to continue, I excused myself and went in search of my fat friend, him of the plum colored nasal organ. I finally spied him in a corner with a pipe in his mouth, and on his face an expression of perfect satisfac- tion, — a very bad one, I am sure, for such a vehement socialist. In answer to my question, why the old lady was so bitter and earnest, he replied in an oily, sing-song voice: " Comrade, you are young yet to the party and know little of its members. Her story is the tale that all the old folks tell. They have borne oppression for such a length of time that when they do break forth, they are far " worse " and far more radical than we younger comrades are. " " But her story, " I interrupted, " her story, remember, my friend, that I am young yet to the party. " " Yes, that is true, " he replied, " come 2l6 THE REDWOOD out into the ante-room and I will tell it to you; there is too much noise in here, everyone is talking to someone else. " We made our way through a low door into a dark stuffy little chamber, filled with hats, cloaks, umbrellas, etc., and he taking a broken chair and I a box, we proceeded in this fashion. " Her story is a common one; to us socialists it has ceased to be a novelty. Any new member who has any age at all, tells nearly the same tale. " " Howsoever, " clearing his throat to continue, " she was happy once, although a widow. They, for she had a son and daughter, lived up on a hill overlooking the sea, in a neat and pretty little cottage left them by their father, who died of consumption twelve years ago. The son worked on the docks, and the daughter earned her place at the family fireside as a waiting maid, in one of the palaces on N Hill. One bright morning the son went to work as usual, and the daughter be- took herself to her lady ' s bed chamber, where she gave her indolent mistress a french massage and several other beauty producing exercises of recent date. At noon the word was brought her, the mother,! that Amos, that was the boy, had been hurt by having a heavy bucket fall on him, owing to a defective hoisting cable. Well the longand short of it was, he died of gangrene in the city hospital, brought on by lack of care. There was a lawsuit started against the company but all it did was to swallow up their small savings and put a mortgage on the house, which they lost soon after. " The daughter? " I asked, " what does she do now? " At this question he fidgeted a little, drew out a red bandana and grasping the plum with his huge fist, gave out a roar that a fog horn might claim as its own. " The daughter why-er-um, very pretty child, knew her quite well, in fact I watched her grow up. Well, she ' s dead, too. You see it was this way, she was too pretty, too innocent to be born poor. She was killed, yes, killed body and soul. She fell, and with the fascination of a child for fire she never gave up until it was too late, too late. " For some time neither of us spoke and the silence was intense, save when punctuated by his sobs. Suddenly a clapping and a stamping broke in on our silence and I knew without asking that the speaker of the evening had arrived. Leaving the anteroom we again en- tered the hall and took our seats just as the chairman announced the speaker and his theme. From the gloom in the back of the hall, a tall erect figure arose, and making his way down the aisle took the platform and faced us. I had expected some red bearded, blear-eyed creature of the Sunday supplement type, but to my astonishment the face that looked down upon us was the most beautiful I have ever seen. Once in a lifetime, and only once do we see a face that stamps itself into the very heart of THE REDWOOD 217 our memory; and the face that I now beheld was that one. A face of unut- terable sadness turned on us, — such sadness as comes from the soul and the soul only, and not from mere physical pain. The high brow was topped by hair once jet but now slightly stringed with silver. Great blue veins, — bluer for the soft intense whiteness of the skin, coursed down his brow. Thin blue compressed lips, and a chin of per- fect contour, completed this remarkable countenance, save for a long, livid scar from ear to lip. Of his speech I do not remember much, but the gist of it was, the terri- rible treatment of the Irish by the English, and how he in defense of his home, was cut by the sabre of an officer, for refusing to allow them to literally tear the thatch roof off his home. There he stood — earnest, ap- pealing and passionate, the light from the nearby lamp reflected in his flash- ing eyes and on his raven locks, a per- fect picture of outraged manhood. He appealed to the susceptible taste of his hearers and when he was done, each one in that house was firmer in his be- lief of Socialism. One thing I noticed: how Socialism was going to remedy things, he left en- tirely out of his address. When I in- quired of several of the comrades about this, they fidgeted a little and replie d, ' ' wait a while; you can ' t learn every- thing at once; study, " — and each one had his or her own book to recommend — " and you will find out. Ah! here is the next speaker, perhaps he will ex- plain. " Yes, here was the next speaker, but what a contrast! Small, red headed, a little blue pimple for a nose, and the biggest, grandest, greatest air of brag- gadocio, one could imagine in so small a body. And his speech, this I shall leave entirely to the imaginatiou of my readers; let it suffice to say, that of all the butchery of the English language, of all the slurring of words, and of all the hideous garblings that the English tongue can be subjected to, his was the worst. And when he had ended his — shall I call it a speech, — the meeting broke up and everybody started for home. As I stood at the door and watched them depart, I mentally noted the types and faces that passed out into the night air. Here a stolid, heavy-plodding German comes followed by his " frau, " and a couple of chubby-faced children, one of them sucking sleepily and with much noise, a dirty stick of red-striped candy. Further on is a swart Italian, followed by an old Englishman who leans heavily on a stick. In company with him comes a civil war veteran whose gnarled and shattered hand shows that he has felt the bullet ' s kiss. Then came a long string of faces. Faces, faces, faces, broad and round, young and old, white and black, kindly and vicious. And then as he slowly ambles his way out, the unmistakable face of an opium-smoker appears. Yel- 2l8 THE REDWOOD low and drawn, drawn to such an ex- tent that the very bones show, eyes bright and black and large, constantly roving about in unison with the thin twitchinj fingers! Temples bare, and black, thin, carefully combed hair. A stooping figure covered in a thin suit of shoddy that offered no protection against tlie elements. He moves out with a peculiar ambling gait, and is lost in the enveloping darkness. After this, more faces and more figures come, but they all go, all follow the drug fiend ' s steps out into the darkness of the night. As the last one passed out, my old friend came and shut the door and put out all the lamps but one. Then notic- ing me, " What do you think of the meeting? " be asked. I replied that it was very interesting, but still we were told what we knew already — that there were evils very great and very mnny in this b road land of ours. Where was the remedy? So- cialism had none and therefore gave none. " Your ' e wrong, Comrade, dead wrong; we have a keen sense of being outraged, and we have the remedy. " " What is it? " I asked. " You ' re too young yet, you must come again. " With this, he left me and slowly turned out the last light and groped in the dark. Rodney Yoell, ' 14. THE REDWOOD 219 HARRY LINSTER HARRY Linster sat in his oflBce in the Flood Building in San Fran- cisco, eagerly reading a telegram that he had just received from New York. " So she is coming to San Francisco, " he murmured to himself. " I wonder why, — I am glad she is not bringing her husband. " Then he paused; he opened one of the drawers of his cabinet, and drew out from among many papers a medium size photograph. As he sat gazing at the picture, he thought of his former years, and how, on his mother ' s death bed he had promised to love and cherish his sister. Then with tears in his eyes he slowly murmured: " Yes! I have always cared for her and would have always loved her but for—? " He suddenly stopped, and threw back his head, his tears vanished, his face colored with anger. " Her husband! he treated me like a dog. She says she is coming alone. I am glad she isn ' t bringing that cur with her. " He was suddenly aroused from these unpleasant thoughts by the opening of the office door. A stout young man with a round and flushy face entered. " Hello, Harry! how the deuce are you? " exclaimed the new-comer. Harry swung his big arm chair around to gaze into the laughing, good- natured face of an old college chum. " Why, if it isn ' t my old friend Bob, " he said springing to his feet, and grasp- ing the proffered hand. " Gee! it ' s a deuce of a long time since I saw you Harry, " enthused Bob in his old and jolly way, as they sat down. " Yes, it must be over five years, — but what in the name of heaven brought you here? " " Well, you know my home is in Texas, and dad had a little business to transact, so he sent me to do it for him, and of course I knew you were located in San Francisco, so I thought I ' d hunt you up. But say Harry, do you remember the night at college we stole the steak and tied it on the bell rope, and when they turned the watch dogs loose how the bell did ring and we all came running out in our pa- jamas? " " Yes, " laughed Harry heartily. " And how the Faculty got us three for it. Yes, it was you and I, and let me see, oh yes! it was your old chum Ed, " exclaimed Bob. Harry ' s face twitched with pain at the mention of the name; he flushed, then grew pale, for he knew the ques- tion was going to come which he was trying so hard to avoid, — and at last it came. " Where is Ed? " inquired Bob. " Last time I saw him was in New York, " replied Harry nonchalantly. " How long ago was that? " 2 20 THE REDWOOD " About two years. " " What! two years since you saw or heard from him; you must have bad a falling out! " exclaimed Bob, surprised. Bob ' s curiosity was aroused and in- deed it did not require much to excite it. Harry felt uneasy and bit his quiv- ering lip. But the other chatted on: " Why he married your sister, didn ' t he? " " Yes, " replied Harry, " and she ' ll be here this evening; I have just received a telegram from her. " " Come, come, be a good fellow, Harry, and let it all out and you ' ll feel better, " urged Bob, inquisitively. " No, Bob, I really don ' t wish to re- call the memory of the past. " " Why, you needn ' t fear me, Harry. — but, " he added, shrugging his shoulders, " I guess 5 ' ou know best. " " Well then listen, " said Harry as he swung around; his dark curly hair set- ting his large blue eyes aglow as he sternly met Bob ' s wandering gaze. " It was two years ago this month. I was not very wealthy, but I had a pretty fair amount, and an old friend gave me a good tip about oil here in Cali fornia. Well, I went to Ed to ask him if he would like to come in on it. He was a millionaire, but still I thought he would like to come in on it, " repeated Harry. " I went to bis office on Broad- way and they told me he had just started for home and was walking. I overtook him on Fifth Ave. ' Say, Ed, ' I said, ' I have a peach of a tip and I thought you would like to come in on it, — it ' s on California oil. ' He made no reply but sized me up from shoes to hat; then without any reason in the world angrily answered: ' Go away, Harry Linster; I know what you are after; it ' s my money. Why don ' t you go and work for your- self? Besides you ' re not my sort, here- after if you wish to see me, go to my office, — here is my card. ' " " And did you keep the card? " broke in Bob, now deeply interested. " No, I tore it and stamped upon it and would have given him a good thrashing if he had not made himself scarce; and from that day to this I haven ' t heard a word from him or from my sister until this telegram which I re- ceived from her this morning. They haven ' t treated me right. And I ' ll never forgive them. " " That was a mean trick; I never thought he would throw you down like that, for you were always such good friends. " There was heard just then the sound of a woman ' s voice outside inquiring for Mr. Harry Linster ' s office. " Hush! that was my sister ' s voice. She has come much earlier than I ex- pected. " " Well, I ' ll leave you then, Harry, I ' ll see you later, before I return home. " When Harry opened the door at which he heard his sister, he was hard- ly in a mood to receive with any extra- ordinary demonstration of welcome, her, whom in his heated frame of mind he could not but consider as the partial THE REDWOOD 221 cause of his enmity with Ed. Bat when he saw her standing before him, — his sister that was once beautiful, but whom the years certainly had dealt sternly with, he was thoroughly sur- prised and somewhat softened. Yet he was determined not to yield. After a few exchanges of greeting, he came to the point. " Marie, " he asked cooly, " what is it that makes you cry? and why have you come? " " Brother, " said Marie with dampened eyes, " I have come to ask you a favor. " She slowly lifted her hazel eyes which seemed to match her silver streaked hair. " Harry, Harry, " she sobbed and then repeated, " I have come to ask you a favor. " " What is it? " interrogated Harry. " You know Harry, Ed told me all, but it was not until last week, and until then I blamed you for going away from me without saying good-bye. At first I did not intend to ask you for assist- ance but when he told me, I immediately made preparations to come out here; now we are poor and friendless. " " What! has Ed lost his fortune? " " Yes, and I have come to ask you, " — she paused for breath, — then continued, " to forgive Ed, really he didn ' t mean what he said, for he told me so. He invested heavily that day in Wall Street and had lost it all; he has been losing ever since, and now he is ruined, yes, completely ruined. " " Sister. " said Harry, looking straight into her eyes, " You shall have all the money yoii want, but he shall never be forgiven. It is good for him to suflFer what he had made others suffer. " " Then, he is my husband and if you won ' t forgive, I, too, shall share his lot. He, Harry Linster, has stood firm, and loved and always cared for me. " " Then why didn ' t he write and ex- plain it to me? " he demanded with fiery eyes. " Because, " she slowly murmured, " at first he did not know where you went, and when he did find out he had lost his fortune, and you had made yours. Ed was a man. " " Well, as I have said, you ' ll have all the money _y ?z can wish for. " " No, Harry Linster, we don ' t want any assistance, if you will not give it friendly. " " Well, just as you please, " he said gazing straight into her eyes. Then he began to think. What was there in her changed ap- pearance, that in spite of all his de- termination " to be just, " as he told him- self, but in reality to be cruel, that made him feel he could not be as stern as he wanted? Those eyes, that worn face, that hair streaked with silver! — This hard headed business man, one of the wealthiest of the many business men of the city could not exactly control his heart on this occasion. Lighting a cigar he turned to the window and gazed out. It was not a pleasant view that met his eyes — roofs, roofs, roofs. It had never pleased him, and to improve it, he had hung up 222 THE REDWOOD on the window a transparency of his mother. His eyes fell on this. Ah! there were those eyes, that hair streaked with silver? His mother lived again in his sister and she was in need. " Take care of her, " she had told him on her death bed, " always love your sister. " He held out no longer. He turned. " Marie, " he said, " it is all settled; you can have anything you wish. " jij sic k rk sk jk A month had passed and to the sur- prise of his friends, an additional name was added upon the office door of the well known Harry J. Linster, the Cali- fornia oil king. Jos. F. Demartini. TO HER Reveling in tresses gold, Unfathomed eyes of truest blue, Thy carmine lips forever mould Happiest smiles, — my dream of you! M. P. D. ' 12. THK REDWOOD 223 Published Monthly by the Students of the Santa Clara College The object of the Redwood is to give proof of College Industry, to record College Doings and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF executive board William C. Talbot, ' 12 President Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Daniel Tadich, ' ii ASSOCIATE EDITORS Exchanges Chris. A. Degnan, ' 12. In the Library - - - Hardin N. Barry, ' ii Alumni - Daniel Tadich, ' ii College Notes M. P. Detels, ' 12 Athletics .... Marco S. Zarick, Jr., ' 12 BUSINESS manager Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 assistant business manager Herbert L. Ganahl, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Sauta Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents EDITORIAL COMMENT Our first duty and first desire is to ex- the sanctum, where they have spent so tend to those who have finished such a many enjoyable hours during the past successful year on the staff, our heartfelt one or two years; but since such things gratitude and an assur- must happen, we will make the best of ance that we will do all it, and when it comes our turn to depart, in our power to maintain may we leave behind us as glorious a the glorious heritage record, as our predecessors have done, that has been bequeathed to us. We To the past Editor and Business Man- sorrow to see these older members leave ager, especially, do we offer our thanks 224 THE REDWOOD for the good work they have done for the Redwood. A Word to the Alumni Now that it has fallen to our lot to guide the Redwood, there is a point to which we should like to call attention. The object of the Red- wood, besides recording literary activities, is to knit together the boys of the present and the past. Now it is our ambition to emphasize with even greater stress than has hitherto been done this particular phase of the pur- pose of the Redwood. While never for a moment neglecting the primary object of this magazine — the development of literary ability among the undergradu- ates — we wish the Redwood to be more and more an organ for the Alumni, to record their doings, to publish their effusions, to tell of their student days at Old Santa Clara. It is on this account therefore, that we consider ourselves fortunate in being able to present to our readers, in this our first issue, the litera- ry work of several of our Alumni. What they have done will be a stimulus to us undergraduates and will bring home to us more than anything else can, what the standard of the Redwood really is. It is very apropos to mention here the custom that has held for some years of reserving the June number of the Redwood exclusively for the " Old Boys. " Anything of the olden days, reminiscences of companions and pro- fessors, of victories and defeats on dia- mond or gridiron — anything in the line of verse or essay or story — all will be welcome, thrice welcome. The Team We join with everyone in congratu- lating the Team. There is certainly no- body who would for an instant hesitate to render this honor to so glorious a nine, which in fourteen consecutive games has not known defeat. For many years this college has held the championship in amateur baseball. Our baseballists have each year won a suffi- cient number of games to be awarded that supremacy, but hardly ever before have they battled on so many fields with- out suffering one or more defeats. This year the campaign has been one only of triumph and glory, of battles which were hardly for a moment doubtful as to the result. Let us hope that this golden success will continue unmarred in the least degree through the entire season. What a grand thing it would be for the team and for us all to finish the year without a single defeat ! Let us not be satisfied with a number of tri- umphs; we must have them all. We frightened the White Sox pretty badly last year. This year we can beat them and we must. With St. Mary ' s we must take }aQ. first two games, not the last two, as has been our custom. And when this will have been done, a record will have been established which cannot be sur- passed, and the team of 1910 will be the model for all succeeding nines. We announce the appointment of Marco S. Zarick Jr. ' 12, Announcement ,. , .,,, ,. as Editor of Athletics in the place of J. Morrin McDonnell ' 12, resigned. Wm. C. Tai bot, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 225 We shall limit our remarks in this number to a few words of criticism con- cerning the verse that appeared in the magazines that have thus far reached our desk. While there is nothing in last month ' s output that appeals to us very strongly, nothing that grasps our heart- strings or stimulates our imagination with its vivid beauty, still there is a good deal of that which is pleasing and har- monious; and with this we are willing to be satisfied. What seemed to us strange, however, was that where we found the quantity of verse we usually found qual- ity. Notice The Georgian and the Utiiversity of Texas. There was here no commonplace, but a simple charm in the thought and expression that pleased us. " Adagio " and " Taedium Vitae " in in the Yale Literary are worthy of notice. The former written in the the ten line stanza is artistically done. " Taedium Vitae, " composed of fourteen lines, should in all justice have been a sonnet. We suspect that the author had intended it for such, but before its completion, had himself succumbed to the " Taedium. " Apart from this defect, there is evident poetic talent in the writer. The balmy air of the South seems to be an atmosphere in which poets thrive, if we may judge from the February number of the Georgia t. " The Fumes, " written in blank verse is a monologue, manifesting the feelings of an opium fiend in the last stages. It is well done, although the theme may be too realistic for some. The remaining verse is more cheerful, tending to the ideal. " Twi- light " , a ballade, contains several vivid and picturesque scenes of evening; " Ultima Thule " is harmonious and preg- nant with poetic thought. In perusing The Vassar Miscellany, we find an ode entitled " The Spend- thrift, " which we read with pleasure. We hoped to find more good verse in this magazine, but were disappointed. It may be that our souls were uu- tuned by the prosaic task of cutting the pages of The Smith Monthly: at any rate, we did not find the poetic excellence that we had fondly expected. We had fancied that in the gentle art of turning verse the gentle would lead, but there was 226 TMB REDWOOD nothing in the February number that impressed us. We were surprised at the quantity of verse iu the Magazine of the University of Texas. Some of it is notable, worthy of a second and third reading. All of it avoids the commonplace. The open- ing poem, " To Sidney Lanier ' s Flute " , is a theme somewhat from the beaten path. The piece of verse " In a Few Things " is charming in its moral lesson, and would have been an excellent poem, had it been clothed in more poetic language. " Fiat Justitia, ' ' shows merit for the lilt of its verse and the power of its expression. In the Xavier, the ode, " Perfect Day, " attracted our attention. It well deserves its place as opening poem. A PRAYER God, to-night to Thee Master of life ' s eternity, 1 make this humble prayer; Give me but light to see. To know what lies behind the mask. If this friend be true, this joy a sorrow. But hidden by the dross; To-night — O God, how much I ask! — The guidance of the gentle hand. The knowledge of the pure and true, The fear of all that ' s false — Let me but understand ! — S. Lyle, Jr., in Un. of N. C. for Feb. THE PERFECT DAY I. From the cradle of day — From the Orient ' s arc. With the fading away Of the night and the dark, Comes the blush of the morn faint and fair; When the throb of your hope, on the air. Strikes the strings of the heart. Yet my sorrow unplayed; When the soul feels, " Thou art " ; And the tasks of the day we have laid. II. From the tomb of the day — From the arc of the west, With the passing away Of the light to its rest. Come the somberous shades of the night; When our labors and cares wing their flight. And sweet Harmony sounds in the soul From the chords where fair Duty has played; While a thought is at birth, as our Day nears its goal , Of the pledges we kept that youth ' s morn- ing had made. — John J. O ' Brien, ' 12 in Xavier, C. Degnan, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 227 " A VOICE TMAT IS STILL " Those who hold dear the memory of Norman G. Buck will be glad to learn that a collection of his prose and verse writings has recently been published under the title " A Voice That Is Still. " This booklet, which appears in neat form, was compiled under the auspices of the Santa Clara Redwood, to which maga- zine the deceased was a regular con- tributor, and contains, besides the lit- erary work of our former friend, a poem dedicated to Norman G. Buck by W. C. Talbot, and a short narrative of the ac- companying circumstances of his sad, untimely death. The selections from the work of the youthful writer, whom this publication seeks to commemorate, comprise three pieces of prose fiction and seven poems. The subjects chosen are always noble, inspiring, and show that the author keenly appreciated the beauties of nature. Particularly fond was he in choosing as the theme of his verses, the grave of some unknown pioneer in the silent wilds of the Sierras. In one place he describes with great tenderness a grave of this kind, and now, these same lines might well be referred to himself: ' Tis a grassy tent stretched o ' er him And the poppies bloom above. While the lilies bending ' o ' er:him Weep their dewy tears of love Again, most remarkable are these lines found in the same poem, in which, in a truly pathetic strain, he seems to intimate something of the character of his own death: Not was his the tended bedside Nor companion ' s sigh at death. Couch was his, the grassy hillside Where the vulture ' s wait for death. Considering that Norman Buck was only sixteen years of age when carried away from our midst, the productions of his pen display extraordinary talent and cause us to believe that in future years he would have shone with great brightness over the literary world. But Divine Providence willed otherwise, and " the flower was snatched away in its bloom and transplanted in the Gar- den of Heaven that it might not be stained by the corruption of this world. " This edition of " A Voice That Is Still " is limited but those desirous of obtaining a copy may do so by addressing the Redwood office. Hardin Barry, ' ii. 228 THE REDWOOD It is with the deepest grief that we record in this month ' s issue the death of P. J. Kenna , an old student of the sixties and the beloved ' 62 brother of Rev. Father Kenna, S. J., past president of Santa Clara College. The Faculty and Stu- dent Body, through the Redwood ex- tend their heartfelt sympathy to the be- reaved relatives of the deceased. May his be the reward of eternal bliss. At the annual banquet given by Californians, now residing in New York, an old Santa Clara student of early days was the honored guest. This was none other than Clay M. Greene, Ph. D. ' oi, author of our renown Passion Play which he presented to his Alma Mater, as a token of the deep affection which he had acquired for it, in his early youth. At the noted assemblage, the well-known dramatist was the first to be introduced. The chairman of this auspicious gathering reminded those present that Clay M. Greene, was the first white child born of American parents within the Golden State. Mr. ' 68 ' 90 Greene toasted California by reading a beautiful poem composed by himself, especially for this magnificent affair. We hear that Dr. Joseph M. Toner has been chosen chairman of the St. Patrick ' s Day celebation to be held in San Francisco. Dr Toner was, when at- tending college, a very popular student. More than once did he bring glory to his Alma Mater by his ability in the sprints. There is not a shadow of doubt that his enthusiasm and ability will make this celebration the success that it deserves to be. Martin V. Merle, A. M. ' o6, dropped into the sanctum, after completing a tour east with his latest production entitled " Silver Threads " . If ap- pearances count for any- thing we can say with much certainty that Martin is still enjoying the prosper- ity which he attained in his " Light Eternal. " It will be remembered that Martin wrote this play and produced it while a student at Santa Clara. Milton Moraghan, an old Santa Claran, ' 06 THE REDWOOD 229 ' 08 has joined the rauks of the Bene- dicts. On Tuesday, February 8, he was united in marriage to Miss Ethel Doro- thy Thorndyke. The marriage cere- mony was held at the home of the bride, which was artistically decorated for the occasion. The bride is very talented and accomplished. The Red- wood, with their many friends, congratu- late them and wish that prosperity and happiness may always be theirs. Harry J. McKenzie, A. B. ' 08, paid us a short visit recently. On this occas- ion he lent his services as referee to the basketball team in the game played against St. Ignatius College. It will be remem- bered Harry was the manager of the undaunted ' 08 nine which won the championship of the Orient. Last fail he coached the rugby team, and to him is due the success achieved by the grid- iron warriors. At present Harry is studying law in San Francisco. We had almost thought that 1909 had rolled back to us last week. For over half of the ' 09 class were present on the campus on Washing- ton ' s birthday and sev- eral days prior to it. Among them were Maurice T. Dooling. Jr., Reginald L. Archbold, Howard W. Lyng, Charles Friene and Cyril Smith. ' 09 With the opening of the 1910 Base- ball season Santa Clara will be well represented in the various big league „. , teams. To Philadelphia Big Leaguers , . , , r Americans goes Charlie Friene, who by his pitching last year, kept the championship laurels within our sacred domains. Hal Chase again has signed with the New York Amer- icans where he has been the sensation for several seasons. To the same club goes Harry Wolter, the stellar college twirler and slugger of several seasons past. He also vanquished St. Mary ' s. The New York Nationals have suc- ceeded again in securing the services of Art Shafer, our pride shortstop. It was only a few days ago that two big league clubs offered j for him. Visitors The following are some of the old boys that the staff had the pleasure of meeting on the campus: Hon. John J. Barrett, S. B. ' 92, Attorney-at-law, San Francisco; Charles H. Graham, A. B. ' 98, merchant and manager of Sacramento Coast league baseball team; Francis X. Farry, A. B. ' 97, Attorney-at-law; Jack Malt- man, A. B. ' 09; Mike Brown, A. B. ' 09; J. D. Peters, A. B. ' 08; A. M. ' 09, and Lester Wolter, who is connected with the Home Life Insurance Company. Daniei, J. Tadich, ' ii 230 THE REDWOOD The Bells On February 22, " The Bells ' ' was re- peated at the Victory Theatre in San Jose. Both the matinee and evening performance were well attended and warmly appreciated. The drama was staged on this occasion for the bene- fit of the Day Home which the Sisters of the Holy Family are erecting in San Jose. This performance was even better and more finished than the former. Practically the same cast was used with the exception of Geo. Mayerle who was unable to take part. His place was ad- mirably filled by H. Gallager ' 11. In regard to Edmund S. Lowe ' 10, who played the star, no higher praise can be given him than to say his work was well up to the high standard set on the pre- vious occasion. if anything, he im- proved. His interpretation of the lead- ing role can not be criticised. B. Gear- heart ' 13, in the character of Christian was a decided success. C. Posey ' 11, again added the much needed touch of humor, as " Hans " . " Wilhelm " was fully portrayed by L Lynch ' 13. The part of the " Mesmerist " was excellently taken by H. Ganahl, ' 12. A vocal solo by Wil- liam L Barry in the first act was well re- ceived. Mr. G. Fox, S. J. is to be congrat- ulated upon the success of his Senior Dramatic Club. THE CAST Mathias - . - . ]3d. S. Lowe, ' 10 Christian - - - - B. Gearhart ' 13 Wilhelm L. Lynch ' 13 Hans C.Posey ' 11 Daddy Wolter - - H. Gallagher ' 11 Granz W. Dwyer ' 13 The Judge - - Chas. D. South ' 09 H. A. Ganahl ' 12 H. Rabourg ' 13 The Mesmerist - Gendarmes B. Sargeant ' 13 M. Warden ' 12 W. I. Barry ' 10 Clerk Notary - - - . The House of Philhistorians has been occupied during February with a spirit- ed debate on the question: " Resolved: That it would be for the best interests of Califor- nia to join her sister states in the ranks of prohibition " . The afifirmative was upheld by Representatives Detels, O ' Shaughnessy and McGuire while Representatives Riordan, Wilcox and Brown took the negative. After much House of Philhistorians THE REDWOOD 231 discussion the question was submitted to a vote and the resolution passed. It has been decided to hold a public de- bate some time this month, on the same question of State Prohibition. The sides were selected by ballot as fol- lows. AfErmative R. Bronson, H. Ganahl and J. Lindley; Negative C. Posey, R. Browne Camarillo, W. I. O ' Shaughnessy. The first regular meeting of the Junior Dramatic Society was held on January 19. The new Director, Mr. G. Fox, S. J. was given a hearty welcome after which the election of ofiBcers for the coming term was held. R, Sher- zer, ' 13, was re-elected as Vice Presi- dent and H. McGowan, ' 13, as Treasurer, ly. O ' Connor, was chosen Secretary, W. Talbot, ' 12, Sergeant-at-arms, and E. Boland, ' 13, Librarian. A feature of last season ' s work was the staging of a The Junior Dramatic Society short sketch entitled " A Close Shave. " All the parts were well taken and the production was a decided success. The newly elected members are, E. Whelan, ' 12, S. White, ' 13. This Society has been busy for the past month in an interesting mock trial. The defendant was Mr. B. Sargeant who was charged with a misde- meanor and brought to trial before Fr. Wall, S. J., acting as judge. The prose- cution and defense were evenly matched and heated pleas were eloquently made on both sides. The defence rested its case after a touching appeal for mercy by Mr. Sargeant. The evidence, how- ever, was so overwhelming that the judge after several moments of delibera- tion returned a verdict of guilty. The society is contemplating the pre- sentation of several sketches in the near future. M. P. Detels ' 12. 2y. TPIE REDWOOD Santa Clara 5 San Jose Pickups " " 11 Master Mechanics " 6 Stanford 5 St. Ignatius " 11 University of Calif. " " 7 Ireland ' s Ind ' p ' nd ' ts 2 " " 7 St. Ignatius 2 7 Stanford 4 " " 4 Gantner Mattern 2 5 San Jose All Stars o " " 3 Uuiv ' tyof California o " " I Olympics o Also two victories in minor games, the details of which are missing. Fourteen straight victories and thus far not a de- feat to mar the season ' s record ! This is certainly traveling some, especially considering the teams the Varsity has had to buck against. Not alone have they met and defeated the best amateur teams from around the Bay, and Stanford and Berkeley teams but the Varsity also possess the scalps of those two crack baseball organizations known as " Ireland ' s Independents " and the " San Jose All Stars. " Maying with Ireland ' s Independents were Jimmie Byrnes of Tacoma, " Doc " Moskiman of Oakland, Nick Williams of the San Francisco Seals, Dick Eagan of Cincinnati and Heinie Heitmuller of the Athletics. The boys certainly did well in defeat- ing this " Big League Bunch " as deci- sively as they did, 7-2. Owing to limited space in this issue, a summary of all the games will neces- sarily be omitted. Santa Clara 3, San Jose PicKups 1 We opened the Baseball season by easily disposing of an amateur bunch of ball players from San Jose, known as the San Jose Pickups. THE REDWOOD 233 Twirling for the Pickups was a prom- ising southpaw, Courtney, who held the hard-hitting Varsity to seven bingles. Catching him was RoUe. For the College. Allegeart, Agnew and Barry alternated in the box, Porterfield and Irillary dividing the receiving end The hitting and baserunning of Porterfield were features of the game. Runs Hits Errors San Jose 142 Santa Clara 5 7 o feature of the game, Irillary behind the plate caught a heady game. The battery for Stanford was " Johnny " Jones and Cockren. It is quite fitting here that we should give Jones all the credit he deserves, for pitching a close game, and with better support in the field would have made the score a little closer. Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 661 Stanford 03 6 Master Mechanics 8, Santa Clara 11 In a poorly played contest the Varsity defeated an aggregation from San Fran- cisco known as the Master Mechanics by the score 11 -8. It was a game in which errors figured chiefly in the scoring of runs. Martin and Coin twirled for the vis- itors, Perkins picking ' em from behind the rubber. Barry and Agnew heaved for the Varsity with Porterfield receiv- ing. The summary: Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara n 8 8 Master Mechanics 877 Santa Clara 6, Stanford Varsity O In a fast game of baseball Santa Clara easily defeated Stanford at Stanford field, by the score of 6-0. The game was fast and interesting throughout, Allegeart ' s pitching easily being the Santa Clara 5, St. Ignatius 4 ' St. Ignatius sure surprised fandom on February 5th by playing the Varsity a hard ten-inning game on St. Ignatius ' campus. Not until the last man had died a peaceful death in the last half of the tenth inning did the Santa Clara team leave the field closely gripping a hard earned victory. The St. Ignatius team is a crack organization, but our team was just — well a great deal better. Agnew heaved with Porterfield re- ceiving. Levy and Miller formed the battery for St. Ignatius. With the score a tie in the beginning of the tenth, Sal berg corked out a beautiful two bagger, and scored a moment later on a tumble of McGovern ' s ground ball. Thornton reached first on a hit, pilfered second and scored on Jacob ' s safe clout. With two runs to the bad St. Ignatius ' fighting spirit was overflowing. Levy walked, reached second on an error and scored oa an error, setting the rooters wild. This was only a 234 THE REDWOOD passing moment of joy, for Agnew tightened up, striking Dorland out and winning the game. This is briefly how it happened: Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 5 10 7 St. Ignatius 474 Santa Clara 11, California Varsity 2 The Varsity simply walked away with California defeating them in an uneven contest, by the score of 11-2. The only feature of the game, was the heavy and timely hitting of Santa Clara Varsity. Runs came in as regular as driplets on a rainy day. Agnew and Jacobs worked for Santa Clara, Smith and Stoner for Berkeley. Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 11 9 4 California 2 4 11 S. C. C. 7, Ireland ' s Inde- pendents 2 7-2. Quite a lively tune to beat such an aggregation of ball-tossers as Mc- Ardle, Doc Moskiman, Jimmie Byrnes, Big Nick Williams, Hennie Spencer, Heinie Heitmuller and Dickie Eagan. To beat this bunch of leaguers by this score is certainly fine business, eh? Working nice. Fellows, keep it up! Fresh from the drubbing administered to Berkeley Saturday the team put up a splendid article of ball, on Sunday, February 13. Hits when hits meant runs, was the favorite slogan of the College Varsity. Allegear t was on tlie firing line for the Varsity with Hap Gal ' agher receiving. " AUie " sure pitclied a masterful game holding the leaguers £.-afe at all times. So far the catching department has been a puzzle to Coach Kelley but the advent of Gallagher seems to be a solu- tion to the problem. " Hap " besides catching a nifty game, broke into the hit column with a scorch- ing two bagger, along the left field foul line. Vic Salberg at second accepted eight chances without an error. Big Doc Moskiman started the heav- ing for Ireland ' s Independents. The Varsity broke into the run col- umn in the second inning. " Zeek " Jacobs had singled and was out stealing second. Reams, next up, soused the ball a terrific clout for the circuit, the ball, a line drive, easily clearing the left field fence. Third inning, Gallagher clouts for two sacks, advances to third on Sal- berg ' s slam to short and tallies on Mc- Govern ' s ground ball to second. Moskiman is relieved by Dolan in the last half of the fourth inning. Thorn- ton first up, hits high fly to left center. Heitmuller muffs and Thornton reaches third, scoring a moment later on Ream ' s safe clout over the middle cushion. No more scoring was done by the Varsity until a brilliant batting rally in the eighth inning. Porterfield walks; on hit and run, Spencer, second base for Independents covers first, Salberg neat- THE REDWOOD 235 ly places a slow hit through uncovered second base; McGovern bunts, Dolan throws to McArdle at third who muflFs, leaving three on the paths. Thornton here singles to deep right scoring Porterfield and Salberg, ad- vancing McGovern to third. Jacobs hits through third and short, McGovern crossing the p an and Thorn- ton hauling up at third. Reams hits hard grounder to short, Eagan making pretty stop, pegging Reams out at first, Thornton tagging the rubber on the play for the Varsity. The Independents were blanked for six innings, everything seeming to point towards a shutout by AUegeart who was twirling superb ball. In the seventh inning however ' the leaguers took a brace sending Byrnes over the rubber for their first run. Another run was added in the eighth. With two down, Williams clouts to left field fence for two bases, and on Heitmuller ' s single through short, tags the rubber for the Independents second and last run. Easily the feature of the day was the home-run clout of Reams over the left garden wall. This is how Scorer Boone saw it. SANTA CLARA AB R H SB PO A E Porterfield, cf 3 1 1 Salberg, 2b 2 1 1 4 3 McGovern, ss 3 1 2 1 2 Thornton, lb 4 2 1 9 Jacobs, rf 3 2 Reams, 3b 4 1 2 I 2 AUegeart, p 4 5 Tranmtolo, If 3 2 3 Gallagher, c 3 1 1 7 Totals 29 7 9 27 9 4 IRELAND ' S INDEPENDENTS AB R H SB PO A E Spencer, 2b 4 111 Eagan, ss 4 5 2 1 Williams, lb 4 1 2 6 1 Heitmuller, If 4 1 1 McArdle, 3b. 4 3 2 2 Byrnes, c 4 1 1 6 5 Swayne, cf 4 2 2 Moskiman, p 10 Ireland, rf 3 Dolan, p 3 1 Totals 35 2 6 24 11 5 RUNS AND HITS BY INNINGS 123456789 Santa Clara 01110004 x— 7 Base Hits 02 1 1 1 1 3 x— 9 Ireland ' s Independents. .0000001 1 0—2 Base Hits 10001022 0—6 SUMMARY Sacrifice hits— Salberg 2, McGovern, Jacobs. Two basehits— Gallagher, Williams, Heitmuller, Swayne. Struck out — By AUegeart 5; by Mos- kiman 1; by Dolan 3. First base on called balls— 05 Dolan 2. Left on bases — Santa Clara 2; Independents 4. First base on errors — Inde- pendents 4. Double plays — Salberg to Thorn- ton. Time of game — 1 hour and 35 minutes. Umpires — Frieneand Flannery. Scorer — Boone. Varsity 7, St. Ignatius 2 In the most uninteresting game wit- nessed on the S. A. A. field this season San- ta Clara Varsity easily defeated the lads from St. Ignatius College by a score of seven to two. From a spectator ' s stand- point the game was ragged, errors at critical times aiding chiefly in the scor- ing of runs. Barry and Gallagher opened the game for the Varsity. Flood first man up for the Bay lads clouted to deep right for three bases. Barry made a fine stop of Kirby ' s hard hit ball retiring Kirby at first, but Flood, a moment later on a wild pitch 236 THE REDWOOD scores the first run for the visitors. At this early stage of the game it could be seen Barry was in no fettle for pitching, — it was his oflf day. Gianuini hit safely over second and a moment later pilfers the middle cush- ion. Brown advances Giannini to third on an infield hit, he reaching first safely. AUegeart replaces Barry in the box, Jacobs donning the mask, Gallagher having split his finger on the last wild pitch. Dooling cavorts in the right garden. " Allie " easily retired the side in one, two, three order. This ended the scor- ing for St. Ignatius, at no other time during the game, did they so much as threaten a score. Levy and Miller formed the battery for St. Ignatius. Porterfield leading off for the Varsity, hit the first ball pitched to center and was sacrificed to second by Salberg, Mc- Govern was ticketed to first, being hit by a pitched ball. Thornton swats the ball to deep cen- ter sacrificing Porterfield to third; who scores a moment later on a successful double steal. AUegeart opens the second inning, by reaching first safely on an error by Flood, steals the middle cushion and is advanced to third on Tramutolo ' s out. Dooling is hit by a pitched ball and steals second. Porterfield clouts a ter- rific liner to center, center-field making an error allowing AUegeart and Dooling to tag the rubber. In the fourth inning Porterfield again reaches first, on an error and by a series of bad throws reaches home. It was an odd fact that of nine runs not an earned run was recorded. McGovern ' s bare hand stab of a speedy grounder through third and short, a fast double play pulled oflf by the Varsity in the eighth inning, the nifty backstop duty of Jacobs and the numerous and costly errors of Kirby, second base for St. Ignatius were per- haps the only features of a rather list- less game. SANTA CLARA AB R H SB PO A E Porterfield, cf 5 3 110 Salberg, 2b 3 2 2 McGovern, ss 3 12 15 Thornton, lb 32 3 7 1 Reams, 3b 4 1 1 Jacobs, c 4 1 1 15 AUegeart, p 3 1 3 Gallagher, c 1 Tramutolo, If 3 Barry, p 1 Dooling, rf 3 1 1 Agnew, If 1 10 Totals 32 7 3 8 27 12 2 ST. IGNATIUS AB R H SB PO A E Flood, ss 4 1 1 1 1 2 Kirby, 2b 4 4 4 Giannini, 3b 4 1110 2 Brown, R., rf 4 Ryan, lb 2 8 Brown, W., cf 4 1 3 1 Butler, If 4 2 Miller, c 4 10 Levy, p 1 1 Borland, p 2 1 32 2 4 2 24 6 9 RUNS AND HITS BY INNINGS 123456789 Santa Clara 1 3 1 1 1 x— 7 Hits 110000 10 X— 3 St. Ignatius 20000000 0—2 Hits 20100011 0—5 SUMMARY Sacrifice hits— Salberg. Three base hit — THE REDWOOD 237 Flood. Struck out by Allegeart 13; by Levy 1; by Borland 8. First base on called balls — Off Barry 1; off Allegeart 2; off Dorland 1. Left on bases- Santa Clara 6; St. Ignatius 6. Passed balls— Gallagher. Hit by Pitcher — McGovern, Dooling. Double plays — Salberg to McGovern to Thornton. Time of game— 1 hour 58 min. Umpire — Friene. Scorer — Boone. Santa Clara 7, Stanford 4 ' This seems to be the favorite number of runs to score for the Varsity nine. Three times successively have their opponents tasted the bitter pill of defeat by this self-same seven. To begin — Last Sunday Ireland ' s In- dependents were vanquished 7-2; Thursday the lads from St. Ignatius College were sent home with the short end of a 7-2 score, and yesterday Stan- ford was defeated 7-4. Saturday ' s game with Stanford showed clearly the remarkable fighting spirit of the College Team. With a score of three to nothing against them in the sixth inning, a brilliant batting rally started by Agnew, netted four runs placing the Santa Clara men one run to the good. After this the Varsity were never headed. " Toots " Agnew twirled for Santa Clara with " Zeek " Jacobs scooping ' em up behind the rubber. For Stanford Reed and Ball formed the battery. In the second inning Ber- ger, first man up for Stanford was hit in the slats by Agnew and was sent across the plate by a beautiful three- base hit by Ganpng. With Ganong on third and none down a second score seemed inevitable, but " Toots " by splendid pitching pulled himself out of a tight hole. A hit, an error, a stolen base and McFadden ' s hit netted Stan- ford two more runs in the third. After this brief spell Agnew tightened up holding Stanford safe for the rest of the game. At the beginning of the sixth inning with three runs against him, Agnew, after one was down, landed a pretty hit to left center and stole second. On Porterfield ' s hit Agnew tallied Santa Clara ' s first run. Porterfield stole second and crossed the pan on Mc- Govern ' s two base hit to deep left, Mc- Govern tallying on Thornton ' s hit, Thornton reaching home on a fielder ' s choice. In the seventh inning Santa Clara clinched the game with three more runs bringiag their total up to seven. Agnew again hits safely in the seventh to right center and crosses the pan on Porterfield ' s three-base drive to deep left. Porterfield was called out at home for missing the plate. Salberg reached first on an error and scores on McGovern ' s home run drive to the right field bleachers, making a total of seven runs clinching the game. iMcGovern easily was the star of the day accepting many chances on short and batting out a homer, a two bagger and a single out of four times at bat. Porterfield and Agnew also hit well each getting two hits, one of Porterfield ' s being a three- bagger. P«.uns hits Errors S.C.C. 7 9 3 Stanford 46 o 238 THE REDWOOD Santa Clara 4 ' . Gantner- Mattern 2 In a fast and snappy game of baseball Sunday, February 20, the clever Gant- ner-Mattern team of San Francisco ' s Midwinter League went down to defeat before the Varsity nine by the close score of 4-2. " Tiny " Thornton of first base fame was given a chance in the box and did he fulfill the expectations of Coach Kelly? " Tiny " pitched a steady game holding the hardhitting Gantner-Mattern men down to seven scattered hits. Not alone is his pitching to be commended; for " Tiny " was also there with a timely single and a timely three-bagger. Jacobs was again on the receiving end, catching a nice game, though at times his pegging to second was a little off color. In the first inning Porterfield leaned on the first ball pitched to him for a pretty single to center. " Vic " promptly sacrificed, and McGovern grounded out; with two down Porterfield ambled over the rubber on Thornton ' s safe clout through short. Zarick, first up in the fifth walked. Porterfield here placed a neat bunt, Zarick reaching second and Porterfield first on a fielder ' s choice. Salberg sac- rificed and both men tallied on Thorn- ton ' s three bagger to deep right. Jacobs hit through third and short for two bases sending Thornton home for the Varsity ' s fourth and last run. The only scoring for the Gantner- Mattern were two earned runs in the seventh inning. Boyle first man up hit to center and stole ' second; Nicholson hit safely through third and short ad- vancing Boyle to third. Nicholson stole second. The next two men were easy ouls. Smith, the pitcher drove in two runs with a Texas leaguer over first base. For Santa Clara Jacobs and Thornton carried off the batting honors. Jacobs getting two two baggers, and a single out of four times at bat and " Tiny " Thornton getting a single and a three- bagger out of four times at bat. The game was interesting throughout. Sen- sational running catches by both Por- terfield and Zarick were features of the game. Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. 4 8 o Gantner-Mattern 2 70 Santa Clara S, San Jose jWI Stars O The Varsity celebrated Washington ' s birthday by defeating the leaguers from San Jose by a score of 5-0. Al- leges rt and Jacobs performed for the Varsity; Jones, Wolter and Friene al- ternated in the box, while Machado caught tor the All-Stars. At no time during the game did the leaguers have a chance, Aliegeart hav- ing them at his mercy at all times. Two hits were all that were gleaned off his offerings. Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 563 San Jose All Stars 026 Marco S. Zarick, Jr., ' 12. THE REDWOOD THE REDWOOD When in San Jose Visit .. CHARGIN ' S Restaurant, 0riH and Oyster Rouse 28-30 Fountain Street, Bet. First and Second San Jose, Cal. POPE TALBOT Manufacturers, Exporters and Dealers in Lumber, Timber, Piles, Spars, Etc. coo ' - ' - Office, Yards and Planing Mills o t 1 f Foot of Third Street San Francisco, Cal . 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Talbot ' 12 James Ryan, ' 12 IV. J. Dwyer, Spec. Eyig. 239 240 247 248 252 254 258 259 263 264 266 269 271 274 276 Nace Printing Co. i nSanta Clara, CaL 2 H ■ n S o a s o r n en 1-; £. B- t ) S " ° w a M ■ i? N • -I a Tl r - r » " " 1 O V- Entered Dec. iS, igo2, at Santa CIa a, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March j, jS7g. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., APRIL, 1910. No. 7 YEUX DOUX (THE IDBAI,) m O hearis Jbeai io£eiher S jUheir ihou£hi2 2oar ahove WG souh are in union heir eijes whisper love! c eaoe aluialies the rtidder, eaoe irims ihe sail, i 2 emharked on life 2 billows hey know not to fail I hen dimples are wrinkle2 c nd ire22e2 £row hoar, heir heart2 will thrill huoyant he 2ame as of ijore. m. S). Jlwyer, peo. n - 240 THE REDWOOD franh norriss -the pit • " To make tnoney is not the -province of the novelist. If he be of the right sort he has other responsibilities, heavy ones. He of all men cannot think only of himself, and for himself. And when the last page is written and the ink crusts on the pen and the hungry presses go clashing after another writer, the nezu man and the nezv fashion of the hour, he will think of the gi ini long g7ind of the yeais of his life that he has put behind him and of the woik that he has built up volume by volimie, sincere zvork, telling the ttuth as he saw it, independent of fashion and the gal- leiy gods, holding to these with gripped hands and shut teeth — he zvill think of all this then and he will be able to say, I never truckled, I never took off 7ny hat to fashion and held it for pennies. By God! I told the ttuth. They liked it or they did not like it. What had that to do zuith me ? I knew it for the truth, I know it for the truth now. And this is his rczuard — the best that a man may knozv, the only one worth striving for. ' ' We wished to begin this little appre- ciation of our late California novelist, Frank Norris, v rith these words of his, from his own pen or rather from his own heart. They are noble, pregnant; and they give an insight into the char- acter of one whom our State will always be proud to honor. This was his artis- tic creed, and as far as we know, he lived up to its principles steadfastly. But not for his creed alone is he to be praised; his achievement, too, was powerful; — so powerful that not only California but all America as well, felt they had lost in his early death, one who would have risen to the highest place in the world of prose fiction, and might have become in time the author of the American Novel. We quote these lines of his, therefore, because as they illuminate his character, so they will shed light upon his work. Mr. Frank Norris was born in Chi- cago in 1870. At an early age he entered Harvard, where like many others who afterwards became famous in the literary world, he gave himself to the study of art. Later on when he came to the Pacific Coast, he continued his art studies at the University of Cali- fornia. However his capabilities for literary work soon made themselves manifest, and in 1895-96 we find him in South Africa as war correspondent to the San Francisco Chronicle, and in 1897-98 the editor of the San Francisco Wave. From this time forth he devoted him- self entirely to literature. The first book to come from his pen was " Moran of the Lady Letty " a tale of adventure on the style of Stevenson. Encouraged by the success of this maiden effort, he gave the public in quick succession " McTeague, " a powerful realistic study in which the brutal predominates to the end; " Blix " a delightful love story, and " A Man ' s Woman, " a character sketch. THE REDWOOD 241 He followed these in 1901 with " The Octopus, " a story of the California grain fields, which was intended to be the first of the trilogy of the Wheat Epic. But this intention was never realized. Midst failing health he completed the second volume, " The Pit, " and had just com- menced, " The Wolf, " when death sum- moned him on the morning of October 22, 1902, after a brief illness. Yet his works have not passed away with him. They have lived and will live in the future. They will brighten his memory and enthrone his name in the category of those illustrious Cali- fornia writers who have found a new field for their art and an inspiration to their souls in the strong men, the noble women and the beautiful scenery of the Golden West. Although we should wish to review all Norris ' s works, at the present time we will concern ourselves only with " The Pit. " The story of " The Pit " stated in its simplest terms is that of tvv ' O hearts that should beat as one, estranged by prosperity, and united by adversity in a happy end, — a theme as old as the human heart itself. Ingenuity, sur- prises, novel twists of plot, these all be- long to art, but it is never upon them that true genius relies. The great mas- ters of literature have concerned them- selves with the usual not with the ex- ceptional in human nature, and are rec- ognized by their simplicity not by their complexity. Norris has chosen a theme that belongs to all times, but he has given it a treatment that belongs en- tirely to himself. This is what we ask of a strong writer, for it is only a strong writer who can do it. The setting of the story is new, modern the Chicago Wheat Pit, the great gambling center of the Middle West. The overshadowing figure of the en- tire novel, Curtis Jadwin, is in the open- ing chapters introduced as a most suc- cessful real estate dealer. He is a man strong and daring, a natural organizer and a man of exceptional business ability and judgment. His friend Cress- ler warns him against dabbling in stocks. It means ruin. But Jadwin only smiles at his admonitions and pas- ses them lightly by. The capitalist early becomes deeply attached to Laura Dearborn, a very strik- ing and beautiful young woman, whom he meets at a box party in the Auditor- ium Theater. She already has two sui- tors: an artist, Sheldon Corthell and a young broker, Landry Court. Both propose and are refused. The artist folds his tent and flees to Europe, and Landry eventually marries Laura ' s young sister, Page. Jadwin lays siege to the resisting heart with a persistence and persever- ance that cannot be denied. The manly force and determination which charact- erized his every action is finally victor- ious and he wins the prize. For a time all is joyous. Whatever abundant wealth can give is at the beck of Laura. Three happy years of love and riches go by and the third winter since the mar- riage ceremony draws to its close; and with the fading of that winter Jadwin begins to give his time and his attention 242 THE REDWOOD more and more to the Pit. Prior to his marriage Jadwin had dabbled only occasionally in the wheat traffic. But the day came when acting on the fore- knov ' ledge of his broker Gretry, he bought a million bushels of wheat and parted with them at an immense profit. From that day forward " the lure of the Pit " grew stronger and stronger. It spread out its ensnaring arms wider and wider; Jadwin was inevitably drawn back into its troubled waters. He raided the market once more, and once more he was successful. For months after this raid, he and Gretry planned still another coup, a deal of greater magnitude than anything he had prev- iously hazarded. His successes soon " blooded him to the game. " He no longer needed Gretrey ' s urging to spur him on. He developed into a strategist, bold and daring, delighting in the shock of battle, for he always issued from every grapple triumphant. L,uck, " the golden god- dess, the genius of glittering wings, " was ever with him, smiling upon him. Soon he bought a seat upon the ex- change, and from that time his whole being pulsated only to the unceasing, incessant ebb and flow of the wheat. It was the only thing he had time for. " The Maelstrom " had drawn him into its seething waters and was whirling him closer and closer to ruin. In the meanwhile, Laura, proud, sel- fish, and yearning to be loved, had al- ready begun to feel the neglect of her husband. All his old love and devotion seemed to be diminishing. Before, her happiness had been perfect. Literally there was not a cloud in her sunshine; but now all this was changed. Her heart like every noble woman ' s heart had asked only the love and de- votion of her husband, but the answer was his deepening pre-occupation in the wheat gambling, and his unceasing absence from her. Sometimes her ap- peals for his companionship (she makes but few, being proud) bring him to her, full of repentance. But the brief re- solve evaporates, like mist, in the hot glare of speculation. Repeated triumphs lead him on and on. Each campaign is on a scale more grand. To see his enemies outgeneraled, to graze ruin and make a half million instead, gives him sensations so delicious that he grows to require it like some hypodermic injec- tion. In this condition of affairs, when Jad- win immersed in business seems to have almost forgotten the existence of his wife. And when she feels the keen- est all the force of loneliness and aband- onment upon her proud loving heart, Corthell, the artist, returns from Europe. He came back only to find his former sweetheart desolate and melancholy. With feelings of sympathy his heart, goes out to her. Once more he visits her and in the pre-occupation and ab- sence of Jadwin takes his place as her escort. By slow degrees this compan- ionship tended to re-awaken their form- er intimacy. At the various concerts and theaters Corthell was Laura ' s com- panion. At his studio entertainments Laura was always present. THE REDWOOD 243 At this juncture this markets of the world are throbbing with Jadwin ' s vast operations. He himself becomes the storm center. Through his brain sweep the currents of trade and strategy which he has set going and could not stop if he would. To such demands mortal strength is unequal and his health gradually becomes exhausted. Instead of cornering the wheat, the wheat has cornered him, as far as his physical well- being is concerned. But there is another loss that threat- ens him, the loss of something that in the depths of his heart he values even more than his health. Laura pining for the love that is denied her is placed in great temptation. The capitalist no longer seemed to even think of her. He had forgotten her very existence. Why should she not turn to Sheldon Corthell for the love and devotion that was de- nied? For her also a pit was opening — a pit of desperation from which she re- coiled. At last a crisis in Jadwin ' s aflfairs comes. In a mighty struggle all seem to have banded together to ruin him. Still he does not surrender. He mar- ghalls all his forces for a final combat. It happened now that Laura ' s birth- day was the next day. Their custom had always been to spend the evening together. Jadwin had promised Laura that he would return home early. But that very day his death knell sounded in the Pit, he was a ruined and beaten man. Laura however, thinking only of that promise waited long and anxiousfy for the welcome sound of her husband ' s foot steps — but in vain. In despair she falls weeping on the couch, — but at that very much moment Corthell appears.hav- ing entered the home a little before, mind- ful that the day was Laura ' s birthday. At the sight of the artist, all the wrongs, all the neglect of her husband, flash through her mind. " Corthell once loved her. Perhaps he loved her yet. He had always loved her. Without his company life would be lonely, beyond words. Besides it was not to be thought for a single instant that she, Laura Jad- win, was to pine, to droop, to fade in oblivion and neglect. She was not to blame. Let him who neglected her look to it. " V ith these sentiments, she proved an easy victim for the seducer. She listened to Corthell ' s enticing words. She yield- ed little by little. The temptation was too great. She promised to go away with him the following evening. Just then she hears the slow, wavering step of Jadwin upon the marble stair. At last he was coming back to her. Should she welcome him? Should she return to him? After a great struggle, love triumphs, she dismisses the artist. The thought of her unfaithfulness, the pitia- ble condition of her husband (the once great but now ruined man) his unsteady step, his disordered dress, his glaring eyes move her to tears. All her former love returns ten times greater. She falls sobbing into his outstretched arms. Clasped to his breast she hears the long wailing cry far down the street, " Extra, extra, all about the failure of Curtis Jad- 244 THE REDWOOD win, all about the smash of the great wheat corner. " Our last glimpse of the speculator and his wite is at the railroad station where they bid farewell to Chicago and their palatial mansion and pass on their way to the West. And as a sort of undertone, it is brought home to us that in their misfortune, they are brought together and are happy not with the happiness of riches but with that of love. A thoughtful reader upon laying aside this book will ask himself, what are the chief merits of the Pit? In that see m- ingly simple question he has proposed to himself a difficulty that has puzzled many. For the beauties of Frank Nor- ris are so varied and numerous that the choice of any special commanding or predominating one depends mainly up- on the individual ' s taste and tempera- ment. This question is too large for the space allotted to us; and at present we shall not attempt to answer it. We shall content ourselves by saying a brief word about Norris ' peculiar descrip- tions, about his creation of characters, and about his pathos. In his descriptions, Norris has a pe- culiar fondness for iteration and reitera- tion of special characteristics of persons and things until the object described lives before the eyes of the reader. He has the habit of working up a score of petty details that have no other value than to give realism to the story. The purpose, doubtless, is artistic, but the method (used so frequently) is not. There is a loss of time; the average reader of to-day with the short story spirit in his blood has little relish for a novel of the dimensions of Thackery, Elliot, or Scott; and when he sees the unconcealed art of the author in depict- ing the same characters in the selfsame words and phrases again and again through lengthy paragraphs in the course of the work, what is more natural for him than to skip them? It is cer- tainly annoying to have ten- or twenty- line descriptions repeated word for word ten or twenty times in the same novel. This is the only fault we have to find with Norris, and while we admit that there was often a certain vividness of effect produced by this method, we think as time went on that the author, had he lived, would have found a means of compassing his end in a more artistic way. However, whatever be his method, certainly Frank Norris has created in the Pit at least two characters that will live, that of Jadwin and that of L,aura. We come to know them both. They are intimate friends. We know how they will act and what they will say in such and such circumstances. They are not mere types, they are individuals, persons, characters. How easily we can picture the spec- ulator ! We see him triumphant in love, victorious in the stock market and we admire his greatness. Soon there comes a change, and with that change our hearts go out to him. Beset on all sides by danger he never surrenders. His war-cry: " Buy! buy! buy! " rings THE REDWOOD 245 in our ear and we ourselves are carried away by it. Forced back inch by inch he will not acknowledge defeat, he but struggles the harder. This picture of Jadwin is woven with masterly skill. It is the reality of a great strong man, a man of action, shrewd, self-made and successful in affairs, loved by his friends and idolized by his wife. This very strength, how- ever, proves his weakness. He would be stronger. In the capitalist ' s wife, Laura Dearborn Norris has given another character which we like to think will be placed among the great women of fiction. The artist has brought all his genius into play to create a woman not of the ordinary type but one raised above that level, one actuated by novel fancies and ideas. It is, moreover, an intensely self-loving woman he places before us, one that must breathe in devotion and love from those around her as she breathes in the air of heaven; and when this is wanting, she pines away. The pathos in the Pit is real. It is true, it is soul-stirring. What a beauti- ful piece of literature is that grand climax of the novel! How tender, how powerful to move! We shall quote it at some length, for which we shall be pardoned, we hope, for we consider it not far below the best of its kind, and with this we shall conclude. " Laura clung to his arms; it was as though she were in the dark, surround- ed by the vague terrors of her girlhood. " And you will always love me, love me? " she whispered. " Sheldon, Shel- don, love me always, always with all your heart, and soul and strength. " Tears stood in Corthell ' s eyes as he answered. " God forgive whoever — whatever has brought you to this pass. " And as if it were a realization of his thought, there suddenly came to the ears of both the roll of wheels upon the asphalt under the carriage porch and the trampling of iron shod hoofs. " Is that your husband? ' ' Corthell ' s eye took in Laura ' s disarrayed coiffure, one black lock low upon her neck, the roses at her shoulder crushed and broken, and the bright spot upon either cheek. " Is that your husband? " " My husband — I don ' t know. " She looked up at him with unseeing eyes. " Where is my husband? I have no husband. You are letting me remem- ber, " she cried in terror. " Ah no, no, you don ' t love me! I hate you! " Quickly he bent and kissed her. " I will come for you tomorrow night, " he said. " You will be ready to go with me? " " Ready then? Yes, yes, to go with you anywhere. " He stood still a moment, listening. Somewhere a door closed. He heard hoofs upon the asphalt again. " Goodbye, " he whispered. " God bless you! Good-bye till tomorrow night. " And with these words he was gone. The front door of the house closed quietly. Had he come back again? Laura turned in her place on the long divan at 246 THE REDWOOD the sound of a heavy tread by the door of the library. Then an uncertain baud drew the heavy curtains aside, Jadwin, her hus- band, stood before her, his face dead white, his hands shaking. He stood for a long instant in the middle of the room looking at her. Then at last his lips moved in the old familiar phrase: " Old girl. . . . honey. " L,aura rose, and all but groped her way toward him, her heart beating, the tears streaming down her cheeks. " My husband, my husband! " Together they made their way to the divan, and sank down upon it side by side, holding to each other, trembling and fearful, like children in the night. " Honey, " whispered Jadwin, after a while. " Honey, it ' s dark, it ' s dark. Something happened. ... I don ' t remember, " he put his hand to his head uncertainly, " I can ' t remember very well, but it ' s dark a little. " " It ' s dark, " she repeated in a low whisper. " It ' s dark, dark. vSomething happened. Yes, I must not remember. " They spoke no further. A long time passed. Pressed close together, Curtis Jadwin and his wife sat there in the vast, gorgeous room, silent and trem- bling, ridden with unnamed fears, grop- ing in the darkness. And while they remained thus, hold- ing close by each other, a prolonged and wailing cry rose suddenly from the street and passed on through the city under the stars and the wild canopy of the darkness. " Extra, oh-h-h extra! All about the failure of Curtis Jadwin! " Wm. I. O ' Shaughnessy, ' ii. THE REDWOOD 247 THi: nSHERBOY ' S RETURN E w as a sturdy fishing lad, Who coming home from off the banks With dripping nets and shiny scales, Leaned o ' er his galley ' s prow; and watched The surging billows, gently glide, Blue-white, beneath his sharpened keel. The harbor gained, the great brown sail, All bellied out w ith w ind and strain, Was let dow n gliding from the peak; And slow but sure the barque lost way. The anchor dropped neath curling sea, And they swung safe within the cove. Upon the hill, that gently sloped Up from the water ' s creamy edge, A brown adobe, small but neat With smoke ascending to the sky. Was banked with golden fleecy clouds. That drew their color from the sun. Towards this with quickened ste p he turned, And ope ' d the door with eager hand. A welcome voice — he loved the sound — Smote on his ear, and then he clasped Full on his breast w ith gentle hug And fond caress— his mother. Rodney Yoell. 248 THE REDWOOD THE MYSTERY OF THE FLUME CLARENCE PRESTON and I had been spending our summer vaca- tion in the high Sierras. We were returning to camp from a fishing trip on the last evening of our sojourn. Preston had been unusually quiet all day, and seemed to be thinking deeply of some matter with which I was not ac- quainted. I wondered at this, for he had been my roommate for two years and I knew him very well. Although naturally somewhat taciturne, he had always been good company, but strange to say, he never spoke of his life before coming to college. • ' Come, come, old man, " I said at last, unable to bear the silence any longer. " What ' s the matter? You seem to be contemplating a way to move some of these mountains. " " Just thinking that tomorrow we must start back for another year ' s drudge at books, " he answered with a forced smile. " Tomorrow we must leave all this, " sweeping his hand around. " Must leave it all, " he repeated and lapsed in- to silence again. That night, after we had finished sup- per, and hung all the grub out of reach of the wolves, we sat by the fire and smoked until midnight, speaking hardly a word, but blankly gazing into the fire. The scream of a mountain lion roused us from our reveries. ' " Eet ' s turn in, John, " said Preston, " tomorrow we must be up early and prepare to leave God ' s country. " " It wouldn ' t be a bad idea, Clarence, " I returned, and soon we were dead to the world. I awoke with a start just as the night began to lift its veil, and a faint line of grey stretched along the eastern horizon. To my surprise, Preston was not in his sleeping bag. I placed some new logs on the fire and waited. I thought per- haps he had gone to attend to the horses, and began to prepare breakfast. He did not return by the time it was ready and I thought that perhaps some of the horses had broken loose; but as daylight gradually dispelled the dark, I could see him sitting on a large boulder, about two hundred yards down the creek. I felt a little uneasy at this and whistled for him to come to breakfast. " Just waitin ' to see the sun rise over Mt. Dana, " he said, sprawling beside the canvas which served as our table. " I ' d like to see that sight again before we go back. " " Guess we won ' t get a chance to see it again, this year, ' Clarence, " I said. " We ' d better beat it before it gets warm on that Sun Rise Trail, or we ' ll have a merry time making Hopkin ' s to-night. " " Oh! say, let ' s stay and see it, " he pleaded, and his voice sounded like that of a boy persuading his father to let him go swimming after school. " All right, we ' ll wait, " I said, noting the anxious look on his face. As the sun rose over the crest of the THE REDWOOD 249 peak, aud shot a playful ray here and there down the canyon, Preston stood and gazed at it in silent ecstacy. " We leave that, " he mused, " to waste away our short lives in the jam and cram of the city. " In the cooler hours of the afternoon, we packed our horses, and struck the trail, but I noticed that it was with an unwilling mind that Preston headed for civilization. jc [C if; ¥ It was almost ten o ' clock. Preston and I were in our room working on a thesis in Physics. We had labored un- tiringly for almost three hours, when all of a sudden he threw down his book and went to the open window. " Let ' s go for a walk, John, " he said, turning round. " This moonlight is great and a little stroll will make our brains clearer. " I was almost mentally tired out, and gladly agreed to take an hour or so oflF my studies. " Isn ' t this great! " he exclaimed, as we walked along on the outskirts of town. " Just look at those hills with the moon- light on them, I tell you there ' s nothing like it. " We walked along in silence for a while, when Preston, seating himself on a log, motioned me to do the same. " I guess I might as well do it now " , he said. " Do what? " I asked in amazement. " This is not the life for me, " he con- tinued, without heeding my interrup- tion. " I was never made for study. It isn ' t natural for me to get down to books. That is the life for me, " point- ing beyond the moonlit hills. " I feel like starting out, and just walk, walk, walk out over there. Last summer, when we were up in the mountains, that idea came over me. I thought it was only a passing fancy and I resolved to live it down, but it still stays with me. It is almost May, now, and those great peaks, must be glorious at sunset, with their snow-capped crests: I think I will leave next week, and just go up there, and — and— live. " " You ' ll soon get tired of that life, Clarence, " I ventured slowly. He clutched my arm and held it like a vice. " No, no, " he said. " My father never studied, he just lived — lived, I say! lived in the hills, and got his fortune from the hills. No, John, I must go, something seems to call me, and I am gohig, " and he lapsed into silence. " But, your law, your promising future, friends and — and Ruth, " I ob- jected. " What about them? " He turned his face towards me and I could see, by the bright moonlight, that he was very pale, and was strug- ling with some emotion. " Don ' t say anything about them, John, " he pleaded. " That makes it only worse. You can never under- stand the voice which calls me, nor can they. I am going, — that ' s all. " " All right, Clarence, " I said, for there was no persuasion to be used, " go and try it. But we had better hit for bed now, and let that thesis go for a while. " When he boarded the train, the next 250 THE REDWOOD day, he was very nervous, and looked distracted. I left him with a mind that was far from easy. " Good-bye, John, " he said. " I ' ll write you when I get settled. He Almost a month passed, and not a word from Preston. I had almost given up hopes of hearing from him, when one day, just before school closed, I received a letter which read: " Dear John: I suppose you are thinking that I have been lost. I have been, but have found myself again. I am out here i n God ' s country again. I have been going round a good deal, but now, I have a permanent job as section fore- man at the saw mill. I was right, this is the only life for me. Wish you would come out here and spend vaca- tion. Tell everybody, " hello. " Clarence. Sugar Pine Sawmill, Cal. I eagerly read the letter, and resolved to leave for Sugar Pine as soon as College closed. All day, the stage jostled and bumped along over the rough road, and as we stopped on the top of the mountain, the driver pointed out the saw mill far down the valley. It was indeed a wel- come sight. After an early breakfast the next morning, I accompanied Preston on his route over the hills. " This is life, " he repeated as we crossed from one canyon to another. where on every side huge donkey en- gines hoisted the logs up the steep shoots. " You can have your books; for me, I ' ll stay right here till doom ' s day, " he continued. " This for me. These hills and canyons hold me. Sometimes I feel like starting on an unending ride across them. " About noon we came to the lumber fiume, which wound in and out along the Fresno River canyon like a long glistening snake until it lost itself in the bend of the mountains. " Isn ' t that great? " he exclaimed, en- thusiastically, as we came upon it. " I come over here to see it every day. That flume, John, is sixty miles long, and carries over a million feet of lumber every day. In some places it is one hundred feet above the river bed. I tell you, it ' s a great piece of work. Some- times, I feel like riding the timbers the full length, — but we ' ll have to ride quickly, to get back in time for supper. " That night as we sat in the twilight, I could not help thinking of a similar occasion, a year before when Preston beard his peculiar call. I remarked this to him, and he simply shook his head. " Don ' t you ever get a notion to go back to the city? " I finally asked. " No, John, " he answered: " Never. " Neither spoke for several minutes and at last I broke the silence. " Tell me about the whole cursed affair, Clarence, " I said abruptly. " How the deuce did you get this notion in the first place? " " Don ' t speak like that about it, " he THE REDWOOD 251 replied. " It was my father ' s call, I suppose. I simply had a longing for the hills, the grey rocks. I have answered that call, but still there is a longing in my heart to go, go, go. I can ' t stand the quiet. I only wish to be moving, — through the hills — But I ' ll tell the whole story some other time. " The next morning all was astir before I awoke. All the mill-hands were crowded around the dam. There had beeen a jam and the lumber would not float into the flume. Preston was in the bunch and seemed to be contem- plating some way of clearing the intake. The men shoved and pulled, and one by one the timbers started down. The last was a twenty foot piece of girder, which was across the lead gate. No one could reach it with their poles, and at last Preston, seeing no other way, pulled out the little river boat and rowed out to the log. After striving for about half an hour, he finally succeeded in starting it down the flume. Every one was watching the great beam splash along its course, when suddenly, Pres- ton, with a mocking laugh, deliberately guided the boat to the flume ' s open jaws. No one moved. We were all spellbound. " Now I can go — go — go, " screamed Preston, as the boat lightly swept along. Silently we gazed at the departing figure, until it disappeared around a curve, and the last we saw of Preston, he was standing in the frail craft, and calmly waving his hat. Nothing was heard of him since, and his motive for going to the hills and his peculiar fascination for the flume have remained a mystery. Chris. Degnan, ' 12. 252 THK REDWOOD TO MY SAILOR BROTHER (on board U. S. S. PENNSYLVANIA) STAND this mom upon the strand Of yellow golden grains of sand; H2i|iH5 jj I Stand and look far o ' er the sea, Far o ' er the wastes of deepest blue, Wastes of a heaven—boundless, free. Receiving the kiss of the night ' s adieu, Thus as I gaze at the summer sea I think of thee, I long for thee, Balo,— my brother. I stand this night upon the strand, Of brilliant silver grains of sand; A summer moon reclines serene On sandy dunes that skirt the sea, I stand and look far out between The starry sky and Jeweled free Till tears of love the sight bescreen:— I hope for thee, I feel for thee, Balo,— my brother. THE REDWOOD 253 I stand this morn upon the strand, Of blowing yellow cutting sand; No sun to warm the storming sea That foams within the gale ' s embrace; The sea-gull in the air doth flee v From maddened, how ling w inds that race And I in terror think of thee. I sigh for thee, I yearn for thee, Balo,— my brother. This moonless night upon the strand, Amid the raging storm I stand; A pandemonium reigns the deep, The gales in frightful gusts rush by, In storm, I pray God thee to keep, But thundering surfs do drown my cry; In terror then for thee I weep; I pray for thee, I weep for thee, Balo, —my brother. Lawrence O ' Connor. 254 THK REDWOOD rUK ALTONS A DRAMA IN ONE ACT CAST OF CHARACTERS Bob Alton, a?i officer of the law. Mary Alton, his mother. Emerson (really David Alton, hus- band to Mary) a desperate character. Sheriffs and Miners. Place: — Near Table Mountain, Tuol- umne county, California. Time — 1854. Scene i: — A small log cabin, shel- tered by a grove of trees. Mary prepar- ijtg a pot oj soup. Mary. I hope Bob will return soon; he should be here by now. I may be too fearful, but it does worry me to think of him in such great danger. During these times a sheriff is never safe. He says he was almost shot last week when he captured that murderer Emerson, and it frightens me to think of it. — But here he comes now. I hear his foot- steps, and he is running. Three shots are heard, Mary runs to the door and opens it just iyi time to let Emerson stumble in and fall exhausted on the floor. Emerson. For God ' s sake, whoever you are, give me some water. Can ' t you see I am shot. They are after me, coming here to get me and hang me. I lost them back there in the woods but they will find me, yes they ' ll track me like dogs. Mary tries to lift his head that he may drink, ayid sees his face. Recog- niziiig her husband she starts back horri- fied. Mary. Dave! Dave! What are you doing here? Dave! don ' t you know me, your wife? What are you here for? You told me you would stay East and work; redeem yourself, after you were freed last time. Dave rises to his feet and stumbles to a chair. Mary continues before he has time to speak. Are you Emerson? A murderer? The man they want to hang? Dave. Mary, Mary, my wife, don ' t talk like that now. I couldn ' t keep straight; it ' s not in me. But there is no time to waste, so bind my wound and get me a bite to eat; I am half starved. I must get away before they get me. Mary. O Dave! you are not going any furth- er, are you? You are too weak. They would get you anyway. Stay here and beg for mercy, and maybe they will spare your life. Dave. Stay here ? Why, my God, they ' d bind me and hang me to the nearest tree. I killed a man; can ' t you under- stand ? I murdered him, and they want me, want to choke me like a dog. — But THE REDWOOD 255 they won ' t. No, not while I have a breath of hfe in me. — Hurry, so I can be off. Mary roughly and hurriedly dresses his woimd while he tells her why he is there. I never expected to see you again. I robbed a bank in the East and they chased me all the way out here. One of them almost had me when I shot him and escaped, but then they caught me again and put me in jail. They took me out today to hang me, but 1 broke away. — Tell me how the boy is, and have you any cartridges here ? I have only two left. Mary. No, there is not one in the house. Bob took the last of them this morning. He is doing well, and is a fine big man. He thinks you are dead. But don ' t go Dave, they ' ll surely shoot you if you do. Dave. No! Never! I cannot stay. I ex- pect no mercy and shall have none. — But I don ' t want to die; no I won ' t die. — Let me out now, quick I say, quick; they may be here any minute. Mary. Go then, but for my sake, for God ' s sake, don ' t try to fight them. Flee far back into the mountains, and when you get a chance, mend your life, and then come back to me, a man. Dave rushes through the door and takes a trail off ijito the mountains. Mary looks after him wistfully as he disappears, and then she returns to the cabi7i. Mary. My God! I hear the posse coming already. What shall I do ! — I could tell all to Bob; — but no, he shall never know such a father. A crowd of miners with Bob at their head break through the brush and come out in front of the cabin. Bob rushes in, zvhile the others wait outside. Bob Mother! Mother! has he been this way? Did he come in here? Quick, we have-no time to lose. Mary hesitates, 7iot wishi?ig to tell a lie and dreading the truth, but decides oti the latter. Mary. Yes Bob, he was here. He came in like a frightened stag, bleeding and ex- hausted. I bound his wound and tried to make him stay, but he would have none of it, and went on again up the mountain. But Bob, you cannot mean to chase him further; to capture him and kill him. Your father — Bob. My father, if he were alive, would have me do my duty. This scoundrel killed a man and he must suffer the penalty of the law. Justice demands it. Mary. Justice ! That would not be justice. Rather would it be murder on your part. He has only one gun and but two shots in that, and yet you would hound him with a dozen men, and shoot him down like a dog, for he says he will never be captured alive. Bob. I am an officer of the law, and this is 256 THE REDWOOD justice, western justice, and a little crude perhaps, but justice none the less. Now I must go mother, and do my duty; rest assured it is only my duty. The little ba?id of miners separate and start to search the hills. Bob takes the trail ivhich the fugitive had chose i. Scene ii — The brink of a lojty preci- pice which terminates the viou7itain trail. — Dave looking douni, Dave. So this is the end. Only two shots between me and death: My God what shall I do ? But no ! they ' ll not get me; they can ' t get me, I ' ll jump over here first. As the breaking of a twig is heard, Dave hides behind a small btish a7td peers out and discovers Bob approaching. Dave. He is alone and I have two bullets. I ' ll try to hit him from here with one and then if I miss I ' ll surrender and try to get him off his guard. Bob looking from behind a huge rock that sheltered him, sees the top of the fugitive ' s head and the glint of the sun on his gnn barrel. He covers him with his own rifle. Bob. Drop that gun and come out here in the open, Emerson. Keep your hands over your head too. Here ! drop that gun or I ' ll fire. Dave. Well fire, you dog, but I ' ll never sur- render to you. Fires at Bob who jumps back into the shelter of the rock. The bul- let cuts his coat sleeve. Bob. Come on now, I ' ll give you one more chance. Drop that gun and surrender, be quick though, for I have no time to waste and very little patience. Dave lifts his gun to fire again but Bob sees hitn a id fires into the bush. The cul- prifs rifie files high i ito the air and falls over the precipice; the ma7i falls at full length upon the grojind. Bob goes up to see if he is dead. Bob. Well that ' s about all for him, I guess. Right through the temple; what a lucky shot! — But isn ' t it queer that mother should plead so hard for that miserable wretch, and it was a pity to kill him; it really doesn ' t seem quite right. And after the way mother — Oh ! but anyway I have done my duty and there is no reason why I should tremble at the sight of this piece of lifeless clay. Starts down the trail. Curtain. Scene in Same as scene i. Mary and miners gathered outside the cottage. Al, one of the boys. Well I guess we ' ve lost him the dirty dog, and he ought to be pretty thank- ful that he is still able to feel the bullet in his good-for-nothing arm. — Gee! but that was hard work climbing over those hills. But if I ' d got one shot at the dog it ' ud have been worth the trouble. I wonder where Bob is, he may have got him after all, but I doubt it; the old boy was too pesky smart for us. We ' ll wait here till he comes back. THE REDWOOD 257 Mary. I hope Bob doesn ' t get hurt, that was a desperate man, and I think a pretty good shot. Oh ! I wish Bob was here, I ' m terribly afraid for him. Al. Oh! he ' ll be alright, Mrs. Alton, and you bet he ' ll not be the one to get hit if they meet. There ' s no better shot than he this side of the Rockies. He ' s a clever guy, Bob is, you just bet your life he is. I kinda think he ' ll get him after all. Mary aside. My God I hope that is not true; if be gets hira I can never stand it; no, it would be too much. {Aloud.) Oh ! here someone comes now; maybe it is Bob. Bob enter- s perspiring ayid dirty. All rush towards him. Bob, triumphantly. I got him Mother, shot him through the temple. He never even groaned. He would have hit me though, if I hadn ' t jumped behind a rock just in time to feel the bullet take a piece of my coat sleeve with it. See here how close it came boys — Why Mother ! What is the matter ? You are as pale as a ghost; come into the house and — My God boys, she is fainting ! {Catches her in his arms as she falls). One of you run to the well for water while I take her into the house. Al runs to the well. Bob carries her in- to the cottage arid lays her on the couch. The rest depart wondering what could have caused such a fright. Bob. Oh ! if Al would only hurry with that water. I wonder what made her faint; perhaps it was because I had come so close to being killed, but no, there must be something else, something that I don ' t know anything about, something to do with that culprit I hare just shot. Al e iters with ivater. Al. Here ' s the water Bob. How is she ? did she come to yet ? Bob. No, not yet, but the water will do the work alright. {Dampening her broiv). Ah yes, she opens her eyes. Al. Can I do anything for you, Bob? Do you need me around here? Bob. No, I would like to be left alone for a little while; thanks ever so much for bringing the water. I ' ll see you later though, and tell you all about how I got him. Al. Alright, Bob, — so long till then. Exit. Bob. Mother, how do you feel now? It must have been an awful shock to make you faint that way. Mary, recoveritig. Bob! get me some water quick. She drinks and is revived a little. Bob. But mother, what was it ? Why did you faint? Was it for me you feared? Mary, very weakly. Yes Bob, I did fear for you, not for your life, but because you have done 258 THE RKDWOOD something which can never be retrieved Oh God, spare her and leave her with — More water, Bob, quick, quick; I feel me. Oh! what have I done, what great as though I will never get up from this wrong have I committed that has caused couch again. this, Mother ? She tries io drink but cannot, her eyes Mary , gasping feebly, grow dim. Bob sees this and becomes God help you boy, you have killed frantic with fear, he falls on his ktiees by your father. Expires, the couch a7id grasps his mother s hand. Cvrtain Bob, sobbing. Mother! dearest Mother! don ' t die. W. C. Tai,bot, ' 12. ON THE PLAINS OF LOMBARDY THE moon from distant height Sheds down its silvery light In fullest luxury, Here on the plains of Lombardy. A night of stilly light, Gemmed with worlds so bright O ' er dreamy Italy, Here on the plains of Lombardy. The shepherd ' s fond delight. To pluck the scented aconite With midnight monody. Here on the plains of Lombardy. The dreamy Alps tonight, Enw rapped in blanket white ' Neath moonbeams ' armory Here on the plains of Lombardy. Silent reigns the night; All grandeurs lie in somber quiet. Nor sound of revelry Here on the plains of Lombardy. W. J. Dwyer, Spec. Eng. THE REDWOOD 259 A STORY OF TO-DAY 4il IE THY, hello Jack, old man! Y r Hov are they going today? " was the salutation that met Jack Lyton as he stepped from his automobile in front of his home. Turn- ing to see who it was, he grasped the hand of his old friend and school- mate, Ned Rover, and burst into a fit of joy. " Well, I ' ll be— " " Darned! " put in Ned. " Yes, " Jack continued. " And I ' m darned glad to see you. Who ' d ever think that you would be here now! What ' s up? " " Oh, I just thought I ' d come East " answered Ned, still holding the other ' s hand. " You see my luck was pretty bad in Frisco, so I moved out in search of something better. But you haven ' t answered my question. How is busi- ness, to-day? " Jack let go of his friend ' s hand and spoke. " Well, I ' ll tell you, Ned, today is the first day that luck has gone against me. When my father died he left me his whole fortune in stocks, and out of respect for him, I have never sold out, but followed him in Wall street. You know I never liked that business, but until today I have been so successful that the thought of a reverse never en- tered my head. Today I lost over half my fortune, and although my broker assured me that he will be able to fix it up by tomorrow night, I am not so cer- tain. I really feel ashamed to tell my wife about it. I know she wouldn ' t wince, and that she would do her best to cheer me up, but still the thought that on account of my lack of foresight, both my wife, and ray little girl just two years old tomorrow, should suffer, makes me feel sick. " He stood there for almost a minute with his head hung low in sorrow. Then Ned, endeavoring to cheer him, slapped him on the back, saying: " Well, cheer up a little. Jack. It may not turn out so bad as j ' ou think. " " But if I should lose again tomor- row — " broke in Jack. " Oh! don ' t worry about that, " Ned continued. " Your broker must know what he is talking about. At any rate, don ' t make yourself miserable by think- ing of what might happen. " Jack extended his hand to his best friend, and it was grasped tightly by the latter. " Of course, I suppose it is under- stood, " Ned continued, " that you give me your promise to call upon me if I can help you in the least way. As to money though, " well, you know my financial standing — but you also know that if I had a single penny that you needed, it would be yours in a minute. " With these words they parted; Ned walked briskly down the street, and Jack turned to bear the sorrowful news to his loving wife, Isabel. f. ;!; 26o THE REDWOOD Three months had passed since the first of his losses, and Jack Lyton, the millionaire of yesterday, was seeking work as cashier in the Metropolitan Bank. He had already given up his beautiful mansion and had leased a small but neat little cottage on the out- skirts of the city. Here, in spite of their misfortune, the little family lived very happily, and although Jack had not yet been able to obtain any position, he could not help but feel happy with his wife and child. Affairs, however, were getting pretty serious, and one night Jack called his wife aside. " Isabel, " he said, " You know what a critical condition things are in. So far 1 have been unable to get any kind of work, and I trusted too much on my chances of getting into the bank. You can ' t realize, and I never have until now, what a strong feeling exists against a ruined man. Why a hobo in the street had more chance of getting that position than I! It ' s terrible, Isabel; the scornful looks of those who but yesterday feasted on my gold, and pledged themselves my friends; who pass me today in the streets with heads high, and without even a sympathizing glance of pity. But let them laugh, let them scorn, only, let them beware lest their day also come, and they receive the same treatment from the hands of their loving brothers and sisters. But that is not the worst. I want work, i need work. The money is all gone, wasted while I sought that last position. My credit is no longer good, and I can ' t borrow a cent. I don ' t want to, and i ' U not take to the pick and shovel while my brain can work. You would not want me to, would you, dear? " " No, of course not, " she cried, her eyes filling with tears. " What kind of country is this, where a man with the brains you have, must work in the streets? No! you shan ' t. I won ' t let you. If I didn ' t have our dear child to look after, I would go off and seek work as a seamstress, myself. Don ' t do it, Jack, dear; oh! don ' t, for my sake, Jack. " " Not yet, at least, " her husband re- plied, " I have one more chance, just one. The University of New York is seeking a professor of mathematics. That has always been my strong point, and with a little hard study I think I can brush up my knowledge of that branch of learning. Tomorrow I will start in, — start in and work as I have never worked before, because I have not many hours to waste, with our rent due in sixteen days. " " Oh, Jack! " exclaimed Isabel, hope- fully, " do you think you can do it? Do you think they will take you without references? " Jack rose from where he was sitting by the side of his wife, and lifting her to her feet, he put his arm about her and led her to her room. He did not wish her to knovvf his fear; the fear that even in that great institution of learning, that model for young men, a ruined man might not be wanted. The next week was spent in deep and careful study, and at last the day arrived on which he was to take the THE REDWOOD 261 examination — to face an ordeal which meant so much to him. At present, himself, his wife and his child were almost starving. This day decided be- tween the lot of the common laboring man in the streets, and a respectable position with a comfortable living. The sun was still passing the midday sky, when Isabel clo ' ed the door of their little one story coUage behind her hus- band. As he walked out of the gate of the small garden that surrounded it, he turned to lock at that little dwelling, which in the next five days mi ht be taken from hiir,. How small it looked with the one red chimney protruding from the roof! A:id yet he knetv that he could be happy there, very happy, if only he could make a living. Then with a deep sigh he resumed liis journey and walked briskly down the street. It v as late in the afternoon as Isabel stood in the doorway of her little home. A lingering ray of sunshine fell across her anxious face, as she watched and listened for the return of her husband. At last, far up the street, a figure staggered around a corner, and lurched towards the house. Isabel knew what had happened, and braced herself against the gate for just a breathing space, then she ran frantically down to meet Jack. When they arrived a moment later at the steps of their house, Isabel was clinging tightly to him and weeping bitter tears of anguish. " Oh! it cannot, it must not be, " she cried. " They surely have — " " Ah, but dear, it is only too true, " he interrupted, hugging her closely. " With- out even a fair, a fighting chance, with- out even half a trial, I have been re- jected. And why? Because I was once rich, and am now poor, starving, and without a single friend. — Come dear, come into the house, the post- man handed me this letter on my way home, it ma} be that I still have one friend. " They were once more seated side by side in their cozy little parlor. The sun had set, and the crimson glow of the sky was reflected into the room. Mr. Lyton held the letter so that the light fell upcm it, and read. " My very dear friend Jack: I suppose you think I have forgotten all about you; that I am as bad as the rest of those scoundrels. But no. Jack! You must feel in your heart that I am your friend always. You know me too well to really believe otherwise. The fact is I have been out in the woods at a logging camp, and did not hear a word about you until yesterday. I leave Chicago tonight for New York, and although I have not much money, I feel sure I can help you. We both went to the same school, chummed together, and I know you are worth more than anyone has ever granted, even when you are rich. Why, Jack, you have had a college education, you are naturally smart in more ways than one, and you shall never have to go to the street while brains are needed in this world. Now I ' ll be out to see you as soon as I arrive, and we ' ll talk it over. I ' ll have enough to paj ' your 262 THE REDWOOD rent, and keep you alive for some time, at least until you get started. " Jack let the letter fall into his lap, after glancing at the name, " Ned Rover. " " The world is not all bad, " he told his wife. " The good denounce the wrong doers, and they try to crush the good. It ' s simply a case of ' who will win? ' " " Yes dear, " she answered. " But what do you think Ned intends to do? He seems greatly to trust in your schooldays. " " He refers to me as smart in more than one way; I think he means talent- ed. Now if I were to figure out which was my — best — study — in — those — days — Ah! I have it! — Yes, I think I can do it. I ' m almost sure I can do it. I ' ll try at any rate. " " But what is that, Jack? What can you do? " queried Isabel. " Let me tell you dear, " he answered. " When I was at school, I took a great fancy to writing, — stories, you know, and little poems. Once in a while I would send them to a magazine, just for the fun of it. They were always accepted and I made quite a little money that way. Of course, I didn ' t need it then, but I liked to have my name before the public in those days. Now if Ned can only keep us living long enough, I will write a book; a book that will startle the literary world. And our future will depend upon whether the good or the bad win the fight in this case. " " O Jack! O Jack! " she cried, her eyes sparkling. " Can you do it? Do you really think you cau? But what will you write about, dear? " " Write about! " blurted Jack, jumping from his chair. " What better could there be to write about than my life and your life? What example could better denounce that fiendish class or better bring the truth before the public? Ned will be here tomorrow, and he will help me. " It was just three months since Jack Lyton, sitting with his wife, had fixed his plan, and now the Sunday morning papers were spreading before millions of people, the startling news, that a new book had been written which could have no equal. The author signed as " Notyl Gack. " On the first page was written the inscription: " Truth is Stranger than Fiction. " The title of the story was " Accepted. " Three weeks wore by, and the novel was becoming more prominent every day. The sale of the book was tre- mendous, and the people were begin- ning to wonder, and question who the author might be. Then this curiosity was further aroused by the appearance, in one of the rnagazines, of a beautiful little short story, " Without a Palace, " written by the same person under the same name, Notyl Gack. Others fol- lowed, and it became a common saluta- tion between friends, to ask, " Well, have you guessed who N. G. is yet? " In the meantime Jack Lyton, a little more comfortable now, had been writing for magazines and newspapers, and had THE REDWOOD 263 started another story. The little family was once more happy, in fact, happier now than they had ever been before. Jack had taken Ned as his partner, to attend to the printing and publishing, while he himself did the writing. One evening Jack called his wife to him. " Isabel, " he said, " we have lived for some time in this little cottage. It is small, has only one story, and not the conveniences we had before our loss. Now business has been very prosperous, and I have been able, by the aid of Ned Rover, to start a book store. So far we have been doing fine, and if you wish it, Isabel dear, we can move back to the business district and a large house. Shall we go? " " Jack, " she answered smiling, " we are just beginning to feel at home and happy here now, why not stay? " Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12. VERSES (FROM VON SCHILLER) Dost thou wish to know thy mind? — Then see how others act their part. Dost thou wish another ' s faults to find? — Then scan deeply thy ow n heart. James Ryan, ' 13. 264 THE REDWOOD THE lure: of gold THE great red sun rose remorseless and stern. The night fled and it was day. The lurid ball of fire rose grimly to torture the man and beast as it has done the day before, and to torture them as it had a thousand others before them. It sat high in the heavens beck- oning, chanting its wild song of death — the awful death of theidesert that men answer. The man walked slowly, the dog limped along at its master ' s feet. The day grew, the heat grew, and the savageuess of the man increased. He cursed strangely between his teeth, oaths that no man had ever heard. Wild and fearless he cursed the sands, the sun. The heat grew more intense and the thirst of the man increased with the day. The night came and with it a crude consciousness of life, of hate, of love, all merged into an awful curse. Again he sank into a stupid sleep. The morning came and gazed upon him, — a haggard man whose intellect was dulled by sand and sun as lead will dull a knife. And then he cursed the heat as he had done the day before. His memory failed, he cried for help as a child will, and the sands laughed and the sun cursed him, as they had done the day before. Again the fierce heat of hell broke out upon the day. He felt his throat cooled with water and his feet on moist soil. He saw the trees droop- ing upon each other ' s shoulders, he heard the bubbling brook go singing and dancing over the mossy stones in the woodland; he staggered, then he stumbled and woke to the real. Again he cursed, but bis oaths were weak and aimless and his head shook as if with palsy. The paltry gold, for which he had risked his life and taken another ' s, was now a burden to him. He was weakening under its weight! He cursed at it for the thought angered him. He cursed himself for having suc- cumbed to its luring temptation. The moon rose and stared vacantly. The man awoke and roused the dog from its stupor; it responded with a feeble whine. The moon stared coldly, though it saw, and laughed carelessly though it heard. He spoke to the dog before him, he muttered that he did not kill, that he loved honest men, that he did not thrust the gleaming dagger. He sank limp upon his knees before the dog, begging, pleading for mercy. He thought he saw within those hunger- wild eyes his miserable secret, the cause of all this terrible distress. The dog seemed to read the man ' s fears; it gave him new hope of life. The man had been weak with hunger and thirst, now it was fear, fear for his life that tormen- ted him. The hungry beast eyed his master, now with pity, now with dis- gust. Twilight deepened; the dog ' s hunger increased, he licked his parched lips and eyed the man treacherously; his very eyes seemed to light with a new fire, the demon fire of the desert ' s THE REDWOOD 265 wild. He feebly braced up on his haunches and howled to the distant moon. Far in the distance the cry was answered and soon re-echoed nearer and louder. The man awoke, he heard, he dimly saw his only friend slink away in the darkness. The distant barking grew louder and sharper as the bark of hounds when the fox is at bay. The man grasped at the dry sands, he beck- oned to the waning moon as a drown- ing man will to a sail on the horizon. He steadied his swaying frame and vaguely gazed aloft to the dome of the night pleading wildly for deliverance. But the only answer was the mocking clink of his stolen gold as he fell face downward among the stunted thistles, the prey of the wild demons of the desert. W. J. DwYER, spec. Eng. 366 THE REDWOOD 1k T e44jr@ si€L Published Monthly, Except July, August and September by the Students oe Santa Clara College Thf object uf the Redwood is to give proof of College Industry, to record College Doings and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Exchanges In the Library Alumni College Notes Athletics executive board William C. Talbot, ' 12 President Daniel Tadich, ' ii associate editors Chris. A. Degnan, ' 12 Hardin N. Barry, ' ii Daniel Tadich, ' ii M. P. Detels, ' 12 Marco S. Zarick, Jr., ' 12 BUSINESS MANAGER Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 assistant business manager Herbert L. Ganahl, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents EDITORIAL COMMENT Holy Week with its solemnity and beauty has come and gone. The dra- matic force of this, " the Great Week, " was brought home deep- ly to us all in the beau- tiful ceremonies in the Student ' s Chapel. What helped to make this season still more impressive was our annual retreat. Looking for- Holy Week ward to it with interest, we were all agreeably surprised when on Wednes- day evening we found that the Rev. P. J. Foote, a former Vice-President of the College and beloved by every student, was to be, as he himself said, our coach during the coming three days, to guide us and instruct us how to play well the game of life. With his help, in spite of THE REDWOOD 267 the rainy weather, the retreat was made agreeable and very interesting, and was brought to a glorious close on Easter morning. many more. See how much Mr. South alone has done in this line, and he would surely help us in the future! Concert Singing Speaking of Holy Week, we wish to congratulate the surpliced choir on its rendering of the Gregorian music during the services. It was a happy idea, and v ?as enjoyed by all. The question now naturally suggests itself, why not more concert singing? In the chapel, congregational singing of the hymns that have been sung for genera- tions before us. This would make the services more pleasurable and increase the respectful attention of all at mass. But not in the chapel alone, should we like to see this concert singing. That was a happy idea of someone to have the Student Body in the dining room sing the college songs in one grand chorus. This came about as a part of the rooting practice. It ' s splen- did. Well done, everybody, especial- ly the leaders, Posey and Taylor! — But why limit this pleasure to the few days immediately preceding our big games? It could be extended with great increase of spirit and goodfellowship to, say, monthly entertainments. It could be made a feature of the band concerts on the campus, or of our gatherings in our fine College Theatre — which, by the way, no College in the Wes t can equal. On such occasions we might have some simple College airs in which the whole Student Body might take part. We have some fine songs and could get The Gold Medal Contest The announcements have recently been made in the college hall of several gold medal contests. Of these we are especially concerned with two. One the McCann Medal, and this year to be devoted to the best short story written by College students, and the other given by the Redwood for the best essay on any man of letters of the last fiftj ' years. These contests are open to the whole College and everyone who has the least talent in this line should go in for one or the other, and, as they say, " Take a chance at it. " There must be many in the College who have never yet foic?id themselves nor have been discovered by any Columbus. Who knows but some Stevenson may be sunning himself on the bleachers these balmy spring morn- ings dreaming of the " light that never was on sea or land " ? Or some Charles Warren Stoddard singing unuttered lyrics of the sea or weaving fanciful tales of the days of the Padres? Come, everybody, take a chance! You say you can ' t write well. That ' s the first mark of genius. There never was a good writer who in the beginning didn ' t think the same. Try your baud. In the death of Mr. Wm. P. Veuve, we, the students, have lost one of our best friends. Mr. Veuve was not only a 268 THE REDWOOD The Death of Mr.Wm.P.Veuve friend of the Faculty, but was held iu great esteem by every one of the boys. Though one of the best lawyers of the County, he had time to be deeply interested in all our athletics and was acustomed to at- tend the games played during the sea- son, whether baseball or football. But not only was he interested in our sports. In May of last year he acted as chair- man for the annual Ryland Debate held in the College hall; and he has by many other means from time to time favored us and aided in just these small but generous ways. At his funeral there were in at- tendance a number of the students rep- resenting the whole college and especial- ly the Sophomore class of which Wm. P. Veuve Jr. is a member. We of that class and of the Redwood are mindful in our prayers of this good man; and we offer to all the members of his family our sincere sympathy. We acknowledge the receipt of a letter from the University of Pennsylvania Aero Club, inviting the College to at- , , tend an Intercollegiate Ackaowledgment . ,. „ Aeronautic Convention at Philadelphia. The purpose of this convention will be to effect the organiza- tion of an North American Inter- Collegiate Aeronautic Association and to arrange its aflBliation with the Aero Club of America. Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 269 The Essay In reviewing our exchanges this month, we shall limit ourselves to the essay; and indeed herein we find plenty to interest and instruct. There is a diversity of subject matter, all han- dled with a sufficient manifestation of skill, to justify fair hopes for the future. There is the essay in the form of the historical sketch, the literary essay, the moral essay, from the pens of those who " know how " to express their thoughts in a pleasing v. ' ay. A timely subject, — always timely, — is " College Co-operation ' ' in the Williams Lit. It treats of the much debated question of Student Representative gov- ernment in the College. The writer ably presents many weighty arguments in favor of such an administration. We should think that this plan would prove very beneficial to everyone concerned, provided it be properly executed, and guided by good common sense. Another essay, dealing with the College, and which would benefit those who are inclined to be skeptical on the subject, is " College Men in Public Work, " in the Harvard Monthly- This cites in an interesting way the many advantages which the College man pos- sesses for every calling in life, and the superiority of the liberal education. In our day, in this great country of ours, education is at the beck of almost every young man, and he must grasp the op- portunity offered him, if he would be " one of the bunch. " Those interested in the history of the Church would do well to read " The Early Martyrs and The Roman Law, " in The Columbia, from the University of Fribourg. This aptly portrays the trials of the early Christians and their oppres- sion. In the Georgetown Journal, there is an account of the history of the Georgetown Hospital, which tells the difiiculties that patience and devotion overcame in the accomplishment of this great work. It did our hearts good to read this well written, simple narration. The Laurel does not suflfer from lack of essays in the Easter Number; for this species of literature takes up almost the entire book. Those which are ex- ceptionally good are the two biographi- cal sketches, " Daniel Webster, " and " Gerald Griffin. " The latter is an in- teresting essay on the hardships en- dured by this renowned author and his final triumph in the field of literature. 270 THE REDWOOD The Dial, from St. Mary ' s, Kansas, attracts our attention with the weighty- title " The Perils of the Nation. " This is a concise essay, treating of the com- mon vices of avarice, desire for power, the tendency to Socialism, and divorce, which threaten to undermine the peace and serenity of the nation. The writer ' s whole soul seems to be thrown into this article, and his ideas are strikingly expressed. Whether you are a genius, or merely a " good ordinary, " read the Holy Cross Purple for March. The trials of the genius are displayed to 3 ' our sympathy in the essay " On Being as One Apart from the Mob. " " Keep on Whistling. ' ' is a topic more useful to the rank and file. Its lesson would hold in most cases; but the problem of " keeping cool " in the class-room is yet to be solved. F ' or instance, were the Greek Professor to " jump all over one, " for not knowing his lesson, to " keep on whistling, " would in most cases produce the opposite effect. This magazine, by the way, is a credit to Holy Cross, but why not an Exchange Department? It would be well to let others enjoy in kindly criticism the good taste so evident in its pages. Shakespeare was not forgotten in our March exchanges. We were surprised to find so many essays anent this great English master. Although it is hard to avoid the usual manner of treatment of these subjects we find that this difficulty has been almost entirely avoided. In perusing the Fordham Monthly, we came across " Ariel, " which treats of several of Shakespeare ' s plays, with " Ariel " spoken of particularly. This essay is handled in an entertaining way and contains much clear explanation. In the Randolph- Maco7i 3Io?ithly, we find a well arranged descriptive essay entitled " Stratford-on-Avon, " which con- tains a beautiful sketch of the birth- place of the Dramatist and of the scenes and surroundings so dear to his heart. Another essay on a very classical sub- ject is " Prometheus Vinctus, " in the Caroliniayi. It is an interesting explana- tion of that great tragedy. A publication, which has newly pre- sented itself in the Sanctum, and which we heartily welcome is The West Coast Magazine. Although this is a professional West Coast . , . magazine, we do not Magazine n,- 1 •». ' = ' think it amiss to men- tion it in our exchange column, as it is of interest, and afi ' ords entertainment to every Californian. Its stories and poems teem with Cali- fornia atmosphere, and are essentially characteristic of the west. To add to the beauty and adornment of the book, it contains many beautiful cuts of Cali- fornia scenery. As it is a magazine particularly of the west, it cannot but interest those living in the west, nor is it, however, devoid of that which would entertain our Eastern friends. C. A. Degnan, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 271 ' 78 On March 17, died the mother of three old Santa Clara students; Rev. Walter Thornton S. J., Rector of Sacred Heart Novitiate, Los Gatos, Daniel Thornton, a " grad, " of the class of ' 78 and James Thornton, all well known in San Jose. Mrs. Thornton was a woman of noble character, her practical charity, being a source of wonderful edification to all those that felt its benevolence. Of late we have noticed the name of Hon. Victor A. Scheller S. B., ' 86, LL. B. 89 in connection with various finan- cial enterprises for the general public welfare. Mr. Scheller is one to whom the name " booster " may well be applied. He is working most vigorously to make the San Jose Rose Carnival the success which it should be. When all of the commercial bodies met in the city of Santa Barbara to settle whether San Francisco or San Diego was entitled to hold the Panama-Pacific Exposition in 1915, he represented his city. This convention named him as one of the ' 86 committee of nine to wait on the city of San Diego to make amicable terras in case there should be any trouble arising from the decision of the convention. Mr. Victor A. Scheller was elected to the oiEce of the District Attorney, Santa Clara, and served in this oflBce for five years. At present he is the President of the Chamber of Commerce, San Jose. He is an energetic citizen and it is said by many that he is doing more toward the upbuilding of Santa Clara County than any other man. We, The Redwood, in behalf of the Student Body and Faculty wish to ex- press ourselves as being most grateful for the kindness ex- tended to our baseball team while on its trip to the capital city. On arriving, Mr. Graham, manager of the Sacramento Club took the boys to his own home and gave them a most hospitable time. The following day the boys were given automobile rides around the city. On the diamond, the same royal treatment was shown. ' 98 272 THE REDWOOD ' 07 ♦09 As this issue goes to press the news comes from the sunny south land that Thomas W. Donlon A. B. ' 07, President of the Student Body for 1906- 1907 is on the 27th of this coming month to answer to Cupid ' s call. His Grace, Bishop Conaty of L,os Angeles will be present at the marriage ceremony, which promises to be a magnificent affair. The Redwood voices the senti- ment of Faculty and students in con- gratulating Tom and wishing that suc- cess may always be his. On March 17th, Hon. James P. Sex, Assistant District Attorney of San Jose and lecturer in our law department, had the honor of deliv- ering the St. Patrick ' s Day oration at San Francisco before one of the largest and most spirited audi- ences ever gathered in that city to dem- onstrate their deep affection for the old land and religion. His oration was highly commended by many of the San Francisco newspapers. More than once during the cou rse of his speech did he move the hearts of those present with glowing words of patriotism. Judge Wm. P. Veuve died at his home in San Jose, early Saturday morning, March 5, after a long illness of five months. For nearly sev- en weeks he was on the vergeof death, but never- theless during all his afflictions he ever maintained a Christian spirit of firm hope and trust in the Divine Master. When it was made known to him that In Memoriam he must soon die, he generously submit- ted to the will of God and prepared for the end by receiving the last sacraments. His death was the cause of much sorrow and grief to his many friends in San Jose and the vicinity where he was so popularly known. The funeral took place from St. Joseph ' s Church, San Jose, where solemn requiem Mass was celebrated by Father Mackey, S. J. In the Sanctuary were present the following: Father J. P. Lydon, S. J., Father J. D. Walsh, S. J., Father H. Whittle, S. J., Father G. Butler, S. J., Mr. G. G. Fox. S. J., Mr. C. F. Deeney, S. J. The Student Body was repre- sented by members of the senior and sophomore classes. The Pioneers of California, the Santa Clara County Bar Association, the Elks and various other organizations of which the deceased was a member were present in body. The courts of San Jose had a special adjournment and suspended all legal proceedings during the funeral as a mark of respect. Judge Veuve was born in the city of New Orleans fifty-seven years ago. While but a youth he came to California with his parents and located in the city of San Jose. He registered at Santa Clara with the class of 1874. While a student at college he was very promi- nent and served his college in various ways. He was one of the editors of the Owl, which was at that time the college monthly prior to the existence of The Redwood. Even after his graduation in 1874 he always kept in touch with those dear scenes of his boyhood. He at different times contributed to the THE REDWOOD 273 Redwood, and his writings always manifested an elevated and cultured mind. His was a familiar figure at our games, always giving the boys a pleas- ant word, inciting the team on to victory. When our ever glorious ' 07 team returned from the Orient with the laurels of conquest, at the banquet tendered them by the Faculty, Alumni and Student Body, the Judge delivered a speech which will be long remembered in our college annals as a classic. The deceased always stood for that which was most beneficial to the American youth and therefore he willingly served at the various college debates. L,ast annual Ryland debate he acted as chair- man, and it will be remembered that his executive abilities helped to make this a most successful conference. After graduation from college Mr. Veuve studied law, and later became widely known as one of the ablest attorneys in the State. He was elected Judge in San Jose and acted in this office from 1880 to 1884. In 1909 he he received an appointment as lecturer in the new law department of Santa Clara College. The deceased leaves behind a wife, three daughters, and a son, William, who is a popular member of the class of 1912. To his family the Redwood in behalf of Santa Clara, the Student Body and Faculty, extends its sincerest condolences. May he rest in peace. Daniei. J. Tadich, ' ii. 274 THE REDWOOD The Senate The seventh regular meeting of the Philalethic Senate took place on the 8th of March and was chiefly occupied with a discussion of the question, Resolved: That the lynching of negroes in the South is unjustifiable. The aflBrmative was taken by Senators Degnan, Ford and Goetter while Sena- tors Dooling, H. Barry and McCabe up- held the negative. The resolution was ably discussed by both sides but the vote was postponed until the next meet- ing. Holy Week was observed in the Memorial Chapel with all ceremony. The Gregorian Chant was sung by a surpliced choir on the altar. The Sanctuary Society had practiced for several weeks and the result sur- passed all expectations. All the beauti- ful ceremonies of Palm Sunday, Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Holy Saturday and finally of Easter Sunday, were duly performed. The annual Retreat began on Wednesday and closed on Sunday night with the Papal Benedic- Holy Week Day- Scholars ' Play tion. The retreat was given by Rev Fr. Foote whom the old boys will remember as Vice President in ' o5- ' o6. " Money to Burn, " is again to be pre- sented by the day students of Santa Clara College. On the night of April 6, this little drama will be reproduced in St. Joseph ' s Academy Hall for the benefit of the Sodality Athletic Association of San Jose. This association was formed under the direction of Rev. Fr. Cunningham, S. J., of St. Joseph ' s Parish, San Jose, and is now under the care of Rev. Fr. Culligan, S. J., former chaplain of the day stu- dents of Santa Clara College. It is out of appreciation for the many favors and kindnesses shown to the day students by this beloved Father, that the day students have consented to present again this popular comedy. The cast is all hard at work rehears- ing their parts under the direction of Mr. Ryan and of Mr. Fox, director of dramatics at Santa Clara. Howard Crane will again be seen in the role of Mr. Spalding. It is in great THE REDWOOD 275 degree owing to his clever acting that the first production of " Money to Burn " proved such a great success. Artisin Ratnage will again play the role which won him so much favor with his audience on a former occasion, namely that of Mr. Gibson, an aspiring tailor whose greatest desire in life is to soar on the crust of society. A large audience is expected to at- tend and is assured by the day students a couple of hours of laughter, which will drive care and trouble to the winds. J.J. Hartmann, ' 12. The present reign of the blossoms in our famous Santa Clara Valley allured a score or more of the students on last second Thursday out for a picnic to the new University site at Loy- ola. Some walked for a Picnic to Loyola few miles to the Meridian Corners, where they took the electric car to Loy- ola. The others after many wanderings and incidents reached their destination by bicycle. The fresh, sweet-scented air and a swim in the reservoir, gave all an appetite, which did full justice to the spread prepared by Mr. Keauy. The surrounding country clothed in the verdure of spring gave a most pleas- ing aspect; on one side the valley dotted over with prosperous orchards, groves and palatial homes; on the other, the mountains of San Mateo Range, rising to majestic heights from the foot- hills. After resting and enjoying these beauties of scenery, the picnickers re- turned in the cool of the evening, fresh- ened, and firmly convinced that Loyola is an ideal spot for the ideal university of the Pacific coast. L. PowEt-L, ' 12. 276 THE REDWOOD S. C. C. 1, Olympic Clxab O With " Dud " Sales, the former Stan- ford twirler on the mound, the Olympic players gave the Varsity one of their hardest games this season. AUegeart worked for the College and managed to keep the Olympics guessing at all stages of the game. The final score was i-o; the Varsity making their lone tally in the seventh frame. With two men dovv n Tramutola lined out a clean single over second; Zarick, the next man up caught the hit-and-run signal, and smashed a hard one to deep center, sending Tramutola to third. Zarick scampered to second purposely to draw the peg, while Tramutola lost no time stealing home, with the only run of the game. It was a clever piece of work on the part of both Tramutola and Zarick, and they certainl} ' deserved the big hand which the fans gave them. The Olympics tried hard to score in the ninth and came near succeeding. With two men on, Nell landed on one that was labeled two-bags, but Dooling speared the flying sphere with one hand. It was a great catch and a fitting finale for a splendid game. The Summary: Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 132 Olympic Club 042 P. R. I EAKE, ' 12 Santa Clara S, Stanford Varsity 4 ' The College Varsity met defeat for the first time this season at the hands of Stanford, after an exciting eleven in- ning battle, by the score of 4-3. THE REDWOOD 277 It was anybody ' s ame np to the moment Tramutola grounded out, short to first, in the last half of the eleventh inning. Both teams put up a splendid article of ball. AUegeart tossed for Santa Clara and Reed for Stanford. The Varsity secured nine hits ofiF Reed, but he was invincible with men on the paths. On the contrary Stanford ' s hits came at opportune moments. Stanford scored first in the fifth in- ning, a walk, a sacrifice and a single by M. Mitchell chased Ball over for the first run. The Varsity duplicated in their half when Tramutola, on an error, stolen base and a safe drive by Porter- field, tallied. Stanford scored two in the next frame while the Varsity scored one. No more runs were made until the ninth inning. With a score of three to two against Santa Clara, AUegeart leading off, walked and stole the middle bag. With one down Zarick hit safely, sending AUegeart over for the tying run. This only tended however, to prolong the game a few innings, for in the eleventh McFadden hit safely, reached second on an error and tallied the winning run on an error by Salberg; while the Varsity could do nothing in their half. The Summary: Runs Hits Errors S. c c. 3 9 2 Stanford 4 5 3 Santa Clara 8, Barney FranKels 2 The Varsity played rings around the Barney Frankel team of San Francisco in a rather listless game by the score of 8 2. At no time during the nine innings of ball, did the Visitors have the semblance of a chance. Smith pitched for the Visitors while Agnew performed for the College. " Toots " was in splendid form and twirled a fine game, letting his opponents down with two hits, one of the scratch variety. For seven innings he pitched shut- out ball not allowing a single man to reach first base, and fanning twelve men. The Varsity started out strongly in the first frame. A walk, a hit, a succession of rank errors and Reams ' two-base clout, put five runs over the plate, assuring victory for the College. One run was also secured in each of the third, fifth and seventh innings. A scratch single and Conway ' s two-bagger, which through an error developed into a trot for the circuit were the only two runs scored by the Visitors. As compiled by Boone: Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. 891 Barney Frankels 226 Santa Clara 6, San Jose State League 7 The Red and White lost their second game of the season to the San Jose State 278 THE REDWOOD I,eaf?ue team on the S. A. A. field, Wednesday, March 9th. Hartman heaved for the Varsity, while Logan, McGregor and Yates alternated in the box for the " Leaguers. ' ' The San Jose team started strongly in the opening frame. Two walks, an error, a stolen base and two hits netted them three runs. In the fifth a hit by pitcher and two clean drives, one a two-cushiouer, meant two additional tallies. Two doubles, a walk, a sacrifice and the successful working of the squeeze play rang the bell three times for the Varsity in the fourth. In the sixth, a walk, an error, a hit. a sacrifice hit and another clean single tallied three more runs. V ith the score 6-5 against them, the " Leaguers " determined to start some- thing in the ninth and they did. Two doubles, a walk and an error netted them two runs which enabled them to win the game, putting them on the long end of a 7-6 score. The summary: Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 664 San Jose 7 9 3 Santa Clara 3, Sacred Heart O On March loth the Varsity started on their " Three Day Trip, " tliat afternoon defeating Sacred Heart in San Francisco by the score of 5-0. AUegeart twirled for the College while Thille heaved for Sacred Heart. The Varsity started off as usual very strongly, annexing five runs in the first frame, after which they slowed down, content at holding their opponents to a no-score. Zarick first up, walked and took second on Salberg ' s hit. Both men advanced a base when Porterfield reached first on an error; Zarick scored the first run when Thornton singled. Salberg crossed the plate on McGovern ' s slam, and Jacobs cleared the bags with a terrific liner to deep left that was good for two bags. Sacred Heart could do nothing with the benders dished up by AUegeart, two hits being all that were gleaned off his delivery. The summary: Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. 5 6 6 Sacred Heart 024 Santa Giara 1, Sacramento 6 The second game of the " Three Day Trip " was played against the Sacra, mento Coast League Team, Friday March nth. We met defeat by the score of 6-1, but everything considered the team did very well. True they did not play the ball they were capable of playing but take any team and have them traveling in chair cars from six- thirty in the evening till two the next morning and compare the article of ball they play that day to their past per- formances. It would not bear a con- trast. This was the difficulty under which the team played, so, justly con- sidered, they put up a scrappy game of THE REDWOOD 279 ball. Agnew heaved and twirled a splendid game. " Toots " was pitching in hard luck, scratch hits (little Texas Leaguers) figuring in the scoring of runs. Sacramento scored three runs in the first, one in each the second, fifth and sixth innings. The Varsity scored its lone run in the seventh inning. Reams reached first on an error and went to third on Tramutola ' s safe clout left. Zarick here worked the squeeze play sending Reams over for the varsity ' s lone tally. Tramutola batted in nice style plucking two pretty singles out of four trips to the plate. Hitting was Chauncey ' s weak point in the beginning of the season, but he is sure batting now, being considered one of the most dangerous men on the team. Zarick pulled ofi " a star catch in right field grabbing Danzig ' s long clout to the right field fence after a sensational run. The summary: Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. I 6 3 Sacramento 6 10 2 S. C. C. 8, Olympic Club 2 The Varsity played its third straight game away from home, in San Francisco defeating the Olympic Club 8-2. This game decided the series of three which were to have been played be- tween the two clubs, Santa Clara having won the first. Agnew twirled for the College, pitch- ing a splendid game, allowing but six scattered bits. Sales again twirled for the Olympic Club and also pitched a good game, but fell down with men on the paths. The Varsity scored in the first when Zarick walked, stole second and scored on Thornton ' s slashing double to the center-field fence. In the fifth, two hits and an error put three men on the bags. Jacobs here leaned on one of Sales ' offerings for a beautiful liner to deep- left that cleared the bags, the swat net- ting him two Four more runs were added in the eighth by a walk, a sacrifice, two errors and hits by Reams and Tramutola. A hit, a sacrifice, and an error netted the Olympics their second and last run in the fifth. The feature of the game was the drive of Jacobs and the superb twirling of x gnew. The summary: Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. 8 10 5 Olympic Cub 267 Santa Clara 6, Pacific Par- lor 1 The Varsity celebrated their return home by painting the Indian sign on the Pacific Parlor of the Native Sons, a collection of ball-tossers from the bay, by the score of 6-1. Thornton twirled for the College, Sorrocco for the visitors. The result was never in doubt, the Varsity men clouting the ball to all corners of the lot. 28o THE REDWOOD The hitling of Salberg was easily the only feature of the game. " Vic " tore off four pretty hits, one a double, out of five trips to the rubber. The summary: Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. 6 lo 2 Pacific Parlor 142 Santa Clara 6, Stanford I Up till the beginning of the eighth inning the fans and students were treat- ed to one of the best exhibitions of basball played on the S. A. A. field this season, when the Varsity defeated Stan- ford 6-1. Hartnian and Gilfillan were the op- posing twirlers. When Zarick tore off a double in the first frame and scored on Jacob ' s single, for seven innings it looked like the win- ning run. That was only an eye- opener however to the slaughter that came in the eighth. Salberg singled, Porterfield was hit by a pitched ball, Jacobs singled, Mc- Govern singled. Reams doubled, and Tramutola doubled, netting five runs off as many hits. This settled the game, Stanford being easily retired in the ninth after scoring one run. Salberg again was the star hitter of the day, securing three singles in as many trips to the plate. The summary: Runs Hits Errors S. C. C. 6 II o Stanford i 50 Marco S. Zarick, Jr. ' 12. THE REDWOOD 13€ GEARY ST. SAN FRANCISCO THE REDWOOD When in San Jose Visit 9 2S-3 J Fountain Street, Bet. First and Second San Jose, Cal. tS ' % J « ■T »?■ r I ' I i I ! 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THE REDWOOD r $ ; Makes a bid for your business and invites your P inspection of a classy and up to the minute line I MEN ' S FURNISHINGS. : : : : See those Suit Samples. CUSTOM SHIRTS FRANK M PETERS Youin g IVien ' st KtJirriishing Aud the New Fall aud Winter styles in Neckweap, Hosiery and Gloves , Q ' BRIEN S - Santa Clara Cal. Invites you to it ' s rooms to read, rest and enjoy a cup of coffee Open from 6 a. m. to 10:30 p. m. UNIVERSAL BAKERY x:y HENRY VOI TMER, Proprietor H51 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. OBERDEENER ' S PHARMACY For Drugs and Sundries KodaSiS atid Kodak Supt lics Franklin Street, Santa Clara, Cal. lUS CO. MAGA3INBS ANDMUSIC BOUND ANY STYI,: I 26 West St. John St. San Jose THE REDWOOD Makers of Good Glasses Toric Lenses a Specialty Everything Optical Lenses Ground to Order 112 South First St. San Jose, Cal. Clothes Furnishings SPRING IS HERE And we have the largest assortment of Spring and Summer goods in San Jose. Kinky, Classy and Novel. J. S. 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NEW SPRING HATS— We are ready to serve you with the best, lines and styles cordially invite you to visit this department. Our extensive OUR NEW HABERDASHERY— Any wanted article can be call for. Be among the first to see our beautiful new assortments. MEN ' S SHOES In New Spring Styles. A visit to this department will reveal to you that the makes and grades we carry are the acme of perfection. Xhe Big Store AWKole BlocK Santa Clara MarKet and Lig ' Htston Streets SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA THE REDWOOD Southern Pacific ' o •. ?s LOW RATE ' ' ?!(rp° TICKETS EAST May II, 12, 13, 14, 25, 26, 27, June 2, 3, 4. 24. 25, 26, 30, July I, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 25, 26, 27, August I, 2, 3, 4, September i, 2, 3, 11, 12, 13, 14. SOME RATES Omaha, $60.00 New Orleans, % 67.50 Kansas City, tO.OO New York, 108.50 Chicago, 72..SO Boston, 110.50 Houston, 60.00 Tickets good 15 days going, 3 months returning. Tickets sold in May and June have 4 months limit when sold with steamphip tickets to Europe. Rail and steamship tickets sold to all points including luirope, the Orient, Ilonoluln and Alaska. 40-East Santa Clara Strcct-40 SOUTHERN PACIFIC THE REDWOOD Frank I. Brigden C. B. Hernandez nnouncement tii " ?: evmVa.{ of ocir c o 122 ]-j fete. fn2€: of S]orir2£j a.i (?[ i?c:n22i22sn " w ' oo ' Pei e,. PriG s nMcjBt ' AV orf i22a.i2sl2i] ' j 6cLcvvai2t ' eeC ' t Chas. Hernandez Co. Particular College Tailors Porter Building 12 North Second St. San Jose BAT AT WHEKLKR ' S PICNIC LUNCHBS 86 K. Santa Clara St. San Jose »♦»»«■»♦»♦■»♦♦»♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦»♦♦♦♦♦»»♦♦»»♦♦♦♦»♦»♦♦»»♦♦♦»-»♦♦»♦»»♦♦♦♦ I . ; . A R A D I C A L I COLLEGE OXFORD Stout sole, rope stitch, extension heel. Classy, rong and cool — one of Crossett ' s fine produc- tions. Black and tan $5.00 Street Pumps $4.00 A. S. BACON SON Retailers of Good Shoes 74-76 South First St. I I THE RKDWOOD Haberdashery Headwear SPRING ' S, Inc. The Home of Hart, Schaffner Marx Clothes Complete Spring Styles are here and we invite your inspection Santa Clara and Market Sts. San Jose, Cal. If You Want a Finished FOTO HAVE BUSHNELL Take it. The Leader of San Jose Photographers 41 NORTH FIRST STREET SAN JOSE, CAL. OIBBLK ' S CYCLKMY Victor, Edison and Columbia Talking Machines and Records Yale and Racycle Bicycles opposite Postoffice SANTA CI ARA MJBET M AT Cbe I deal Pool Parlors 2 c PER Cub 8i South Second Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD Don ' t Get Anxious, but Get Walk-Overs RunRJng Shoes at Cost Notice that the Walk-Over Shoes are at 41-43 South First Street $3.50-45.00 OUINN BRODER, Props. SAN JOSE, CAL. DR. T. E. GALLUP DENTIST North Main Street, One Block from Car I ine Phone Clay, 68i Santa Clara, Cai,. GOLDSTEIN GO INCORPORATED Costutmrs tb atrka! Supplies The Largest and Most Complete Costume House on the Coast Official Costumers for all Theatres in San Francisco, Los Angeles, Seattle and Portland, also Furnishers for Santa Clara Passion Play, Bohemian Club Open Air Festivals and Floral Carnivals on the Pacific Coast. 833 Market St., Lincoln Bldg. San Francisco THE REDWOOD ♦ ' • 5? V ' F i? ' w " ' S " ' V ■€ BILLY HOBSON ' S Spring Goods have arrived; drop in and look them over. I Haberdasher and Hatter | $ 24 South First Street San Jose, California | . G. COL CO WHOLESALE Commission Merchants TELEPHONE MAIN 309 84 to 90 North Market St., San Jose, Cal. Jire used to prevent accidents. We have a " block " system which prevents mistakes in prescription or other work. UNIVERSITY DKUG CO. Cor. Santa Clara and S. Second Sts. San Jose SAN JOSE TRANSFER CO. 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If you wish to shave easily, and in a hurry, get a Gillette Safety Kazor. The greatest convenience for the man who shaves himself. 6 THE JOHN STOCK SONS © Citiners, Koofers and Plumbers 71-77 South First Street, San Jose, Cal. O O 0-0-0- -©-o-o-o-o-o-c-o-o-o-o- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 ♦ I ♦ I I ♦ i t Are you interested in the quality, cost and character of the paper used in your clerical department? Of course you are. Then why not buy that line of stationery that combines UtlSSty, Service and Appearance and at the same time costs less than any similar lines now on the market. To(£ay EKepresetit t9ie Most Comprelietisive L,liie Sold EVERY MTANT CAN BE SITPPLIED t 4 Ender ' s Dollar Safety Razor Spalding ' s Sporting Goods 138 South First Street 9 Gillett ' s Safety Razors Henckel ' s Pocket Knives San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD SOLE DISTRIBUTORS OF Coulsom ' s Poultry and Stock Food Supply Co. KINGMAN IMPLEMENTS . . Direct From Factory . . ST. JOSEPH ' S BRAND OF CHURCH CANDLES THE CITY STORE Groceries . Hardware . Implements 56-64 SOUTH MARKET ST. SAN JOSE, CAL. I Cunningham, Curtiss Wekb I i n STATIONERS I ! n Printers, Booksellers and a E Blank Book Manufacturers [l! n i (1 561-571 MARKET STREET, I SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. I i TMP RCDWOOD MAY. 1910 JUNIOR DRAMATIC SOCIETY 1. E. Bolniul. I il)iari:in; 2. M. Powell; 3. B. . ' ■argent; A. M. Zarick; 5. E. Whelan; 6. R. Yoell; 7. K. Green; 8. H. McGowan, Treasurer; 9. F. O ' Connor, Secretary; 10. Rev. G. Fo.x, S. J., President; 11. R. Scherzer, Vice-President; 12. J. DeMartini; 13. R. Jeffress; 14. H. Curry; 15. S. White; 16. F. Warren; 17. W. Talbot, Sergeant-at-Arms; IS. J. Feehan. THE REDWOOD f -t tjJejT Buds of Springtime y TRULY beautiful display of suits (and things to go with them) in the greatest assortment of models. Individuality their keynote. It will pay you to see t5hQ Juvenile the next time you need one. Tw elve-fifty to Thirty Dollars TKe Juvenile Style Originators to College Fello-ws 130 GrantAve ., San Francisco gS PE c E pJi Si S ' l THE RKDWOOD l4 SS HICKS CO. Si P No. 35 West Santa Clara Street $ SAN JOSE K; -Si i?§ 5 A select and up-to-date list of just such properties as the =| 5 Home-Seeker and Investor Wants M i $ £« gi iS -Si I INSURANCE I I Fire, Ofe and Accident isi tlie h st CoaMpatales | iS Si St " " " Suits for you, young men — light and cool — little extreme touches here and there — a new cuff, an unusual pocket — that add immensely to their attractiveness. Quiet models, too, if you prefer them. If you like clothes with a touch of individuality in them, see our suits before you go elsewhere. As to the material and making, Pomei ' Oy Bros ' , label is in every garment, which means that for thorough honesty of fabric and workmanship these clothes of ours cannot be surpassed. 49-51 Sooth First Street FURNISHINGS HATS TRAVELING GOODS THE REDWOOD .♦ -»T«-»T«--» -» ;,..,j,..j,.,j,..j,-,j»— tj .j,- »j..,»....j,.,j,..«,.,j,.,j..«;,-.j,— .r.-.j.-,j,-.j.--»j,-»j»-,j.-.j»-,j». j,-,j...j, t V t A private Sanatorium for the care and traiuiiig of children suffering from Nervous Disorder or Arrested Mental Development. M%3» Under the personal management of Antrim Bdgar Osborne M. D., Ph. D. Formerly and for fifteen years Superintendent of the California State Institution for the Feeble Minded, etc. Accomodations in separate cottages for a few adult cases seeking the Rest Cure and treatment for drug addictions. Rates and particulars on application. PAINLESS EXTRACTION Res. Phone Clay 13 Office Phone Grant 373 Office Hours— 9 a. m. to 5 p.m Most Modern Apphances chargp:s reasonable DR. H. O. F. MENTON DENTIST Rooms 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Bank Building, over Postoffice Santa Clara, Cal. - " • P. Montmayeur " ♦♦♦»♦♦♦-♦-♦♦♦»♦! » 4 »♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ E. lyamolle J. Origlia JfflOLLE g ILL S6 ' 38 n. Tipst St. Sen 3cse, Cal. Phone Main 403 A " H-H -¥ ' H- ' H-H-H--i Meals at all hours CRYSTAL BAR CIGAR STAND, POOI, PARLORS J. C. SCHUTTE, Prop. PRETTIEST PLACE ON THE COAST 42 West San Fernando, San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD Exactly RigKt g The difference between very near right or exactly right is the •J y % difference between failure and success. jSt J0 £ j£ 0: ' - ' J W Mf ' " ' ' ' " W ' Mayerle ' s Eyeglasses are Guaranteed to be Absolutely Correct Graduate German Expert Optician. Charter Member American Assoc- iation of Opticians. f f f Market Street., Opp. Hale ' s, San Francisco. y VJCJ 3E»hone Franklin 3x79. Home Phone C-4933. S. A. ELLIOTT SON Pliinifeisigf, Xisiiaiiig, C as Pitting Gun and I ocksinitliSng Telephone Grant 153 9023910 Itlatti $trcet, Sfliita Clara €ai. Ring up Clay 583 and tell A. I.. SMA1?V To bring you some Hay, Wood, Coal, Wme or Cement Phone White 676 MOTLEY YARD PACIFIC SHINGLE AND BOX CO. Dealers in Wood, Coal, Hay, Grain, Pickets. Posts and Shakes. Park Avenue, on Narrow Gauge Railroad San Jose, Gal. J. C. Mcpherson, Manager PRATT-LOW PRESERVING CO. Santa Clara, California. ra er2__of c iiiied Friiits and Vegetables Fruits in Glass a Specialty -»-«-«-»-«-«♦ ■ -»-♦-»-•- -♦-♦ ♦ -♦-♦-♦-♦-♦ Jacob Eberbaid, Pres. aud Mausiger John J. Eberhard, Vice-Pres. and Ass ' t Mauagcr EMEHARp_TA,NmNG_C Tanners, Curriers and Wool Pullers Harness-Latigo and Lace Leather. Sole and Upper Leather, Calf, Kip and Sheepskins Eberhard ' s Skirting Leather and Bark Woolskin Santa Clara, . . . . . California THE REDWOOD 9 Your satisfaction means more to us than 3 ' our money. When you buy a suit of clothes of us you pay for more than just the clothes. You pay for the satisfactory style, wear and fit and we propose to see that you get it. We commend to your attention our line of s Tices, SPRING LINE COMPLETE BY MARCH 1. THAD. W. HOBSON CO. e e There are no clothes that we know of that will so nearly meet | your ideas of what good clothes really ought to be. 16-18-20-22 West Santa Clara St. San Jose, Gal. © - : , ® 3», - © - 1!? - ® , ® : ® ® 3k- ® : ® ■ ' - © - ® ® 5k- ® " ® ' - ® : - O ® " ak- - K ® - 9 Founded 1851 Incorporated 1858 Accredited by State University 1900 Colle ge Notre Dame SAN JOSE, CAI,IFORNIA FIFTY-SECOND YEAR ; Collegiate, Preparatory, Commercial intermediate and Primary Classes for Younger Children Fouuded 18,9 Notfe DaiTie Conservatory of Music Awards Diplomas Apply for Terms to Sister Superior MOORE3 AILING RENEOY THESTANDARD PILES, CHILQLAINS. FELONS, BURNS, ETC AVALUABLC HOUSEHOLD SALVE. ALL ORUeOISrS HAVE IT OH WILL OBTAIN ON REft ' JtST ACCEPT NO SUBSTITUTES. LANGLEY MICHf ELS CO. SAN ' fRANCISCQ. — —— — siatsa J. G. ROBINSON PHARBIACIST Pierce Block Santa Clara, Cal. THK REDWOOD Mnc £tchm§$ " ■Z Do yon want a half tone for a program or pamphlet? None can make it k better. I I 32 L,ightston Street San Jose, Cal. California l »- »--»-»-»- --«-»- - -»-0-- -K}--»-«-»-»-»- ' " -»-»H - -« i- - ---»-»- » » « i-»-»-0- Ki-»-»- ij » ♦ ♦ ♦♦ ♦♦♦»♦ Read tine JOURNAL F or the Local News 913 Franklin Street — :: Santa Clara, Cal. ' $1.50 a Year • - - - H -- - w yS».tV-. -..fik--.5 --Jj--.tffr- I. RUTH Bams, Bacon Sausages, Lard, Butitr, Gqqs. Gte. 1035-1037 Franklin Street. Cigars and Tobacco THE REDWOOD ■ " S ' ' ' l6 - fc ' ' i ' " l!!! - ■■ ' B!lir ' " 58 ' « e Market Street, East of Powell I P pi fT San Francisco re wb:oi esai,b -♦- -♦- -»-♦- RTBTAII, fi onfecfijonervt Ice ream and Soda 1084 Frankliu Street Santa Clara KBBP ' S TRANSFER Sviccessor to CI,ARK ►-•- ♦--«-♦-»♦-•• THE REDWOOD i F you ivant a classy Suit for Car- kno w ivhere to get it, ask THE GOOD KIND 67-69 SOUTH SECOND ST., ® ® ® SAN JOSE I ®®®®®®®®®®®®®®® SXS® THE REDWOOD BETTER buy Walk-Overs now than wish you had later on. Go, buy them this time — you ' ll never go by them afterwards. J m-y WALR-OVERS now AT THE — 41-43 So xtK First Street San Jose J. J. WHELAN 110 MAIN STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. jii];«»ii-.»»ii»iiii«Lfjm«. ' »iB A Mi Amiguito (poem) The New Santa Clara University The Rivals (Poem) His Opponent From Gold to Gray (poem) - The Seismograph at Santa Clara Arthur ' s Sister Ah Chong (poem) " Hon " - - - - At FontEnoy (poem) Pedro . - - . Hate (Poem) Editorial Comment Exchanges - - - - In the Library Alumni .... College Notes - Athletics . . . . Lawretice O ' Connor, Spec. Eng. Rev. R. A. Gleesoi, S.J. Chris. A. Deg7ian, 12 Wtn. C. Talbot, ' 12 W. J. Dwyer, Spec. Eng. Rev. J. Ricard, S. J. W.J. Dwyer, Spec. Eng. M. P. Detels, ' 12 Wm.J. Roberts, Spec. Eng. A. T. Leonard, ' 10 Ralph J. Scherzer, ' zj V. Cresalia, Spec. Eng. 281 282 287 290 291 292 295 298 300 304 305 308 309 312 314 316 318 322 Naee Printing Co. Santa Clara, Cal. PHOTO BY SUSHNELL philali :thic senate 1. Rev. Jos. r. I.ydon, S. J. 2. P. McHenry, ,v E. T owe, Clerk. 4. .S. Heney. 5. W. Barry, 6. W. Hearst. Sergeant at Arms, 7. R. Ke.irny, s. A. l,eon,ird. 9. H. Parr.w librarian, in. R. McCabe. 11. G. Morgan, 12. J. Degnaii. Secretary, 13. C. Dooling. Entered Dec. 18, igo2, at Santa Clara, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act of Congress of March 3, rSjg. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., MAY, 1910. No. 8 A MI AMIGUITO ALFREDO BISHOP— DIED APRIL 4, 1910 " For his soul pleased God: therefore, He hastened to bring him outof the midst of iniquities: but the people see this and understand not, nor lay up such things in their hearts. " — Wisdom. M( J (L: me, oh aching heart ! ihe reason why ® e ihai is £ood, ommpoieni and wise as willed mij litble friend and chum should die (pas wished of me this awful sacrifice? J listened for my heart to make reply ( nd Jo I a voice made answer from on hi h. " pe has been td en away lest wickedness defile pis understanding — or deceit his soul he uile. " J pondered lon£, that voice did not suffice hen holdly did J ask my soul the same, he reason that pe hid my friend to rise hove this earth — which promised him all fame. (ijjiy soul made answer in such familiar wise hat things of earth it made my heart despise. " ' Jour worldly vanity the innocent doth Mind ( nd fascinating vice d er-runs the purest mind! ' awrence O onnor, pec. n . 282 THE REDWOOD THE NEW SANTA CLARA UNIVERSITY (a I.ETTER FROM THE REV. R. A. GI EESON, S. J., PRESIDENT SANTA CI,ARA COI,I,EGE) THE work of raising adequate funds for the erection of the University of Santa Clara which will succeed Santa Clara College, has been begun in good earnest. We desire to build a college and university worthy of the old col- lege, which is the pioneer of higher education of California, and worthy of the State in California itself. This step has long been contemplated, but for various reasons it was deferred un- til six years ago when a beginning was made under the Rev. Robert E. Kenna, S. J., then President of the college. At that time more than 600 acres of land costing 60,000 were secured at Loyola near Mountain View. Improvements, such as grading, the laying out of roads, the building of a first-class dairy and creamery, etc., were then made at a cost of $30,000. All this was paid for partly through the contribu- tions of friends and partly through the sale ot property belonging to the col- lege, so that now there is not a cent of debt on the property. Later on a concrete pump was put in under the direction of Michael O ' Shaughnessy, S. R., and Joseph O ' Hara, Cement Tester for the S. P. R. R. Co., to sup- ply water for irrigation and domestic uses. We were about to begin the work of collecting funds for the building of the new college, and a meeting of the Promotion Committee had taken place the previous evening, when the great earthquake and conflagration of April 16, 1906 occurred. This was followed by the money stringency, so that we determined to defer the execution of our plans, despite our growing needs of more suitable and ampler accommo- dations, to a more opportune moment. This moment was determined not by us but by Divine Providence. Between 12 and I o ' clock on the morning of De- cember 22 last a fire broke out in the Faculty Building of Santa Clara and, despite the brave efforts of the Santa Clara and San Jose fire departments, the morning saw the Fathers and Pro- fessors without a roof over their heads. Fortunately none of the buildings used by the students were damaged, and thus, by dispersing the Fathers and Professors in the town of Santa Clara, we have been able to continue our work. The total destruction of the Faculty and Administration building made prompt action imperative. The inconveniences arising from the anomalous conditions due to the dispersion of the faculty and professors in various houses sev- eral blocks away from the scene of their labors demanded a remedy. To re- build the destroyed building would, in view of our intention to move to Loyola, have been a mere waste of money; and all felt that it was prefer- able to undergo the inconveniences of THE REDWOOD 283 dispersion, great as they were, and to hurry along the building of the new college. So much for the history of the move- ment. Our object is to build as soon as possible. And the first work we have set ourselves is to secure the sum of $250,000 with which to begin the new university, which, completed, will cost approximately $750,000. The urgency of the case demands that we proceed as rapidly as possible, and hence as soon as the first $250,000 is raised we shall set to work with the building without delay. After a few informal discussions as to the plan and organization of our campaign, a body of representative men was selected in San Francisco to act as the Promotion committee. The members of this committee are Joseph S. Tobin, Esq., President, and Messrs. Thos I. Bergin, J. Downey Harvey, R. E. Queen, Andrew P. Welch, John S. Drum, Joseph Buckley, Thomas H. Williams, A. H. Giannini, M. D., and William P. Humphrey. An Executive Committee has now been elected. This is made up of the following men, well known throughout the State and the assistance the members are giving, and have given is invaluable: Messrs. R. E. Queen, Edward J. Tobin, Thomas H. Williams, Thomas A. Driscoll, John J. Barrett, Charles E. Jones, M. D., and Aloysius J. Welch. The next work, which has already been begun, is the organization of dis- trict and county committees of gradu- ates and old boys and friends through- out the State and partly outside the State. As this work demanded that I should be perfectly free to meet the friends and well-wishers of the college and be able to give as much time to it as possible, I have for the present turned over the administration of the institu- tion to the Rev. Joseph Lydon, S. J., Vice President of the college. More- over, my predecessor as President of Santa Clara College, the Rev. Robert E. Kenna, will be my companion in my work. As Father Kenna has been identified with the college as student, professor. Vice President and President for two terms, — altogether for more than 35 years, his name is known and loved in the homes of thousands of old Santa Clara boys and I am most fortunate in having the benefit of his interest and active cooperation. Thus far the old boys have organized in Los Angeles County with J. Vincent Hannon, Esq., President, Frank Pole- mares, Secretary. C. E. Workman, Treasurer, and John Mott, Esq., as Chairman of the Executive Committee. Merced County has organized with John Olcese, President, John Garibaldi, Secretary, James Garibaldi, Treasurer, and Elmer R. Smith, Esq., Chairman of the Executive Committee. The Watsouville branch of the Pro- motion Committee is made up of Otto D. Stoesser, President and Chairman; George Kennedy, Secretary; Eugene Kelly, Treasurer and Messrs. Ed. Kelly, Edward White, Philip Sheehy, E. J. Kelly and James Nugent. Santa Cruz has for its President and 284 THE REDWOOD Chairman Charles Cassiu. John E. Leonard is the Secretary and Patrick Morrissey, the Treasurer. The mem- bers of the Executive Committee are Messrs. Charles Younger, Joseph D. Enright and Charles O ' Neil. Other cities and counties throughout the State are rapidly falling in line with their Promotion Committees. We trust that as our need becomes known friends of the college and friends of higher education in general, whose circumstances permit it, may do for the oldest college on the Coast what so many have done for other educational institutions. Our noble benefactress, Mrs. Bertha Welch, has already do- nated the Students ' Chapel in memory of her husband, Andrew Welch, and the deceased members of the Society of Jesus, but there are halls of science, lecture, dwelling and dining halls, a library, an infirmary, etc., to be built, and we look for generous benefactors who, recognizing the good they may thus do, will perpetuate their names by rearing a university which is destined to stand second to none in the West. Thus Georgetown University has its Riggs Library, its Dalyavin Chapel, its Coleman Hall and the beautiful dor- mitory building recently donated by Thomas F. Ryan of New York. Thus, too, the University of California has received its Greek Theater from Mr. Hearst and other munificent benefac- tions from Mrs. Phoebe Hearst, and so throughout the country, college after college has won the assistance they needed to perfect their work. Some, like Chicago or Eeland Stanford, have been almost entirely or entirely the creation of one man. Others boast noble buildings bearing the names of their donors or of some beloved profes- sor whose labors are done. We have labored without these helps, but it is only right to say that we need similar generous aid and that our influence for the good of the students of the State and the other Western States cannot be as extended as it should be without it. We have no State aid. On the con- trary, despite the fact that we began with the State and inaugurated higher education in the West and that our professors gave their work without re- muneration, we are still paying heavy taxes on our buildings. We believe in solid, moral education, which cannot be given without a religious basis, and so we have no share in the pension pro- visions of Mr. Carnegie which are a boon to so many colleges. The lack of financial sinews has hampered us, but we have produced results in education. And these are but an earnest of greater results to be when the help of those who believe in helping on a noble cause has once been won. Besides this, we need the help of others not less generous, but whose generosity is limited by other calls upon it. Unfortunately, the list of former con- tributors to the Building Fund was lost in the fire of December 22, 1909. It contained many names of honored Cali- fornians. These contributions range from large contributions like $10,000 from Mrs. Bertha E. Welch, who has THE REDWOOD 285 since in addition to this donated the Students ' Chapel, thus taking the honor to be the first to donate a building to the new university; $2500 from Mrs. Catherine Wilson of L,os Angeles, and $5000 aud 2000 from friends who withheld their names, to $250 and $100 and from that down to even $1. This list will be reconstructed from memory and the names entered with those of all other benefactors in the " Book of the Builders of Santa Clara University. ' ' The first to make a large contribu- tion was A. J. Welch Esq., who con- tributed $10,000. Others who have generously contributed are His Grace Archbishop Riordan, $25,000; Andrew J. Welch, $5000; James D. Phelan, Esq., in the name of the Phelan Estate, $10,000; H. L. Middleton, $2500; Thos. H. Williams, Esq., $5000; R. E. Queen, $1000; Charles W. Quilty, $2000; Mrs. Catherine Dunne, $2500, and the Ryland brothers of San Jose, $1000. At the present time many duly authorized subscription lists have been taken and others are daily being taken by alumni and friends of the college and energetic and enthusiastic work is being done. A lump sum is not asked, but a certain amount is pledged to be paid in 24 or fewer monthly install- ments. As is obvious, we are engaged on a big work, a work that calls for any amount of work on our part and co- operation on the part of our friends. I feel that neither will be wanting, and that with God ' s help the actual begin- ning of the new university, which will be made as soon as the first $250,000 is raised, is only a few months distant. Rev. R. a. Gleeson, S. J. President of Santa Clara College. 286 THE REDWOOD THK RIVALS LOWLY over hill and valley, At the hour when night meets day, " Roaring Bull " , the Piute Chieftain Bends along his toilsome way. From the northward comes a warrior, Of the swarthy Chip wee band: He and " Roaring Bull " are rivals For the fair Teneya ' s hand. Far below, the village stretches. Pale blue threads from wigwams rise; High upon a cliff, the chieftain Scans the scene with anxious eyes. In a wigwam sits a maiden. Peering through the twilight grey, She is thinking of her suitors. She must make her choice to-day. At the wigwam door the rivals Meet with hatred in their eyes. Patient wait they for her answer. Slowly then the maid replies: " You are bold and valiant fighters. Both are equal in my heart, One of you alone can win me. The other must forever part. , THE REDWOOD 287 " Take youthen your bows and quivers, Twenty paces off you stand, Aim to hit this white hawk feather I will hold it in my hand. " He who hits this white hawk feather Taking aim w ith steady eyes, Plucks it nearest to my finger. Shall be winner of the prize. " " Roaring Bull " , the Piute warrior Is the first to bend the bow, But a shrieking cry he utters. As he sees the red blood flow. Then the swarthy Chipwee warrior Takes his aim w ith eye more true, And the sw iftly flying arrow Cuts the waving feather through. Slowly over hill and valley, Glancing round with vengeful eyes. Bends the Piute w arrior homeward. For the foe has w on the prize. Chris. A Degnan, ' 12. 288 THE REDWOOD HIS OFPONKNT THE great Portola festival, with all its grandeur, was at last, on this early Sunday morning, sinking back into the oblivion from whence it had risen. There had been five days of the most spirited merrymaking and the pleasantest revelry that San Francisco had ever known. And now even after the early hours of the morning had bade men go to rest, there could still be heard the occasional shouts of the crowd which clung around Union Square with the intention of remaining there on that very spot until the last flaring rocket had fallen back to earth and even the last glimmering light had died down and gone out. This universal show of revelry brought a feeling of wonder and admira- tion into the hearts of those who found time to ponder upon it. But to one, pacing impatiently back and forth amidst the crowd in front of the Call building and murmuring under his breath, it was only a greater cause for wrath. He looked angrily at the thousands of lights which almost turned night into day on Market street. His face bore the nervous expression of one who is about to undertake some secret and unlawful task. He was a man who was to be respected on account of his build. Standing just a trifle over five feet ten inches in height, he was pos- sessed of broad, square shoulders, and it was probably on account of this he had found it more easy to obtain a position as leading reporter for the Times. — At last he lost his patience, and with an oath broke his way through the now radidly thinning crowds, and turning his back to the brilliantly lighted Ferry building, started up Market street. He glanced at his watch, and then doubled his pace. He mercilessly pushed his way through the loitering throngs, his anger and impatience plainly showing on his face. A girl who recognized him stepped quickly out from the crowd and with the salutation, " What ' s your hurry there, Mr. Colmau? " flung a handful of confetti full in his face. His first im- pulse v. ' as to grab whoever had done it and v. ' ring the guilty one ' s neck; in fact it was only by a great effort that he was able to restrain himself and force a smile upon his face. At last he reached his destination in a small ally running southward off of Market Street. Here there was scarce- ly a sign of life, and but very few lights; indeed the dead silence and the ghastly aspect which the houses seemed to take, even caused Colmau to look over his shoulders more than once. In this dreary alley he concealed himself in the shadow of a protruding doorway. He struck a match to look at his watch and a gleam of grim satisfaction overspread his countenance. " Well, I ' m lucky to be here first, " he murmured. " With all those lights and that mob to block me. I was almost THE REDWOOD 289 afraid they hadn ' t even cleared out of here yet. " He suddenly started and drew well back into his hiding place, for he saw a figure coming down the street. " Ob! here he comes, " Colman mur- mured. " I don ' t quite like this business but I ' ve got to do it; yes, I ' ve got to. A man has to live. If this fellow Steel gets that article in, I ' m ruined. This has been the biggest day we ' ve had and I know he has a mint of infor- mation to beat me with. It is he alright; yes, that hat and the long tailor-made coat could belong to no other. I ' d know him in a hundred. And there is not a soul in sight to hinder my work. " The man walked unsuspectingly past the door, but the next instant he was lying unconscious at the feet of Colman. As the latter sprang away he snatched a packet of papers from the overcoat pocket, and then, leaving his victim where he lay, ran swiftly but cautiously back to Market street. Once there he resumed his former and more dignified pace, and started for home. On the way he tore the stolen manuscript into a thousand pieces and left them scat- tered in the street where they were soon lost amid the heaps of confetti. The next morning the sun rose on a city strewn from one end to the other with confetti, broken horns and burnt fireworks. The sight was in mighty contrast with that of the previous even- ing when standing room could not be found on the streets or sidewalks. Now on this morning there was scarcely a soul in sight, and the sun had told its course well towards noon ere the popu- lation of San Francisco began to roam the streets again. Long before this, however, Colman had been up, and as he sat at his break- fast he took up the morning Times, and with a look of triumph and satisfaction beheld the page devoted to his story, and was overjoyed when he saw that he had won for himself a position on the staff of that paper. He was still con- gratulating himself when the door of his room burst open, and Steel, his face radiant, walked across the floor to where he sat. " What! You here? " cried Colman, his face blanched. " Yes, " Steel answered, mistaking the other ' s cry for an excedingly hearty welcome, " yes, I just dropped in to con- gratulate you, old man. " Then noticing his paleness, " What ' s the matter? You don ' t look well. " " Oh! I ' m not very well, " muttered Colman, hoarsely. " I must have hit it too hard last night. Did you have a good time yourself? I suppose — " " Oh yes, " Steel broke in, " I had a pretty fair time; but say! the worst of it is I spent most of the evening getting up some very valuable matter that I intended to give you. I am sure it would have helped you out a bit. But I guess it ' s just as well. You didn ' t need my help. You see I have quit the work all together and have gone into a little business for myself down town. " " You quit the job! " exclaimed the other in great astonishment. " But tell me 290 THE REDWOOD how you lost the papers? Where did it happen? Were you robbed? " " Oh yes! that ' s right, " Steel rejoined. " It happened in a very queer way. You see I went into a restaurant for dinner and left my coat and hat on the rack. Now when I came back for them they were gone, and the papers with them. So you see — " " Look here! What ' s this, Steel? " ' the other cried out, looking in a horrified way at a notice in the paper. " What can this mean? " Steel looked at the article. " I don ' t see anything there to cause such excitement, " he said. — " But look! What are these initials that were found on the hat and coat? A. F. S. aren ' t they? I ' ll wager, " exclaimed Steel, " that ' s my coat and hat alright. What does it say about him? " They read the article together; then Steel sat back in his chaii:. " Just think, " he said, " for a man to finish the Portola festival by falling dead in the street! I suppose it was heart failure. The paper says he couldn ' t have been murdered because there was no sign of it, except for a small bump on the back of his head which the doctors say wouldn ' t have killed a baby. — Say! I ' m going to the morgue and get ,my clothes. Want to come along? " " No, I don ' t think so, " said Colman. " But I say, " continued Steel. " What ' s the trouble? You don ' t look a bit well this morning. You better lie down and take a little rest, and when I return I ' ll tell you all the news. — You know, they say a man is known by the clothes he wears, so I would like to have a good look at the fellow who wore mine. " " You are right, " assented Colman. " A man is known by the clothes he wears. " Wm. C. Talbot, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 291 FROM GOLD TO GRAY NE sunny morning I fleetly rambled Within my mother ' s garden glade. The merry thrushes were sweetly singing Amongst the creeping tendrils ' shade. A modest red rose my fancy hankered Beyond the neatly pebbled way; I stepped within and rudely plucked The w insome trophy nodding gay. Nor was it long ere mother questioned: — " Who crushed the slender apple tree Beside the crimson moss-rose bed? " — My tear-stained eyes drooped guiltily. Years have passed ere once again I wander Within that same old ivied wall. No merry thrushes are singing sweetly From ' twixt the knotty creepers tall. Through mists I see an apple hanging Beside the choked and weedy way. I stepped beneath to pluck, — when lo!— My heart flies back to another day. ' Tis not mother ' s voice that questions:— " Who robbed yon dying apple tree Beside the withered moss-rose bed? " — But bows my hoary head in reverie. W. J. Dwyer, Spec. Eng. 292 THE REDWOOD THK SEISMOGRAPH AT SANTA. CLARA THE leading idea of seismography from its humble beginnings up to to its actual state of evolution has always been to seek steadiness in an environment of unsteadiness. For how could the solid earth on which we tread and live be made to describe its own movements of whatever kind they may be, compressions, distortions, alternate condensations and rarefactions such as those of the air in the propagation of sound or the mere traveling of crests and troughs, as in the case of water waves, if the describing apparatus is not attached to a steady point or mass which human genius has been able to snatch from the general condition of unrest all around and does not itself share the general movement? Or, con- versely, if the printing point sharing in the general movement, the paper on which it writes is not somehow or other held in the state of rest? Whether we consult the Japanese school of seismography or the British or the entirely independent Italian school, we find the same dominating idea — a steady point in the midst of general un- steadiness. The latest advance, how- ever, that has been made and which will mark the beginning of a new era for seismography, is contained in the rather paradoxical proposition — have the steady point itself as unsteady as possible within assigned limits. Under a proper arrangement that point will most faithfully obey the impulse of a seismic wave and print a most accurate autograph. But the paradox can easily be explained. Suppose a perfect sphere is at rest on a perfect plane within a confining ring at a convenient distance from its equa- torial belt to keep it from straying away too far. Manifestly there will be an extreme degree of unsteadiness, because the least disturbing force will set the sphere a-rolling. If, moreover, other things remaining equal, the sphere is very heavy in relation to everything else round about, it will possess a high degree of relative steadiness because its great inertia will tend to hold it in statu quo. In the second place a weightless rod may be conceived to shoot forth from the sphere at some convenient spot, and a system of weightless multiplying levers be attached to the projecting end. Thirdly, the last little stick of the lever system may be furnished with a weightless printing point, under which a revolving drum exposes an ever new space to write upon. Such in short is the skeleton idea of the seismograph in its most novel conception. But in this ideal picture there is one serious defect to be removed and a few gaps to be filled in. When the solid wave arrives and gets through the plane on which the sphere stands, the latter ' s point of support v;ill be shifted from under it and it will appear to fall against the re- straining ring in a direction opposite to THE REDWOOD 293 that of the wave, whence, as most un- steady, it will rebound over to the oppo- site side very much as the billiard ball does on the billiard table. This rolling and oscillating would evidently be fatal to the recording system and the record, if any at all, were valueless. So the perfect sphere is to be set aside as unmanageable, and likewise the frictionless place for its point of support as impossible. To one accustomed to fumble among the possibilities of things it might occur to use a slender but rigid and well ribbed rod of steel or cast iron of suita- ble length, say of three and a half or four feet; set it upright on a universal motion system of delicate springs of the best material and the finest tempering and then load its top with heavy, large clock weights as far as consistent with the slender and most flexible Cardan suspension at the foot. Such a contrivance might be deemed as fair an equivalent as human ingenui- ty could well devise; its unsteadiness is superlatively near to or even ideal per- fection itself; it is so great, in fact, that one might stand in fear and trembling lest a breath of air would make it go even as a house of cards. If adopted for practical purposes, one thing is sure — there would be no end of trouble bring- ing the frivolous thing to a state of equilibrium; the operator would have to summon to his aid the very patience of Job, if not a trifle more. Strenuous labor, however, conquers all difficulties; the feat is not only possible, but has been accomplished. The confining ring can also be dis- pensed with and its place taken by four stout set screws, to the effect that when the loaded rod strays from equilibrium its massive head shall not fall too far to one side and shall fall the same amount all around. The apparatus so far described is sim- ply an inverted pendulum, with four dehcate points of suspension at the foot, two of which are conveniently placed in the plane of the meridian and two in that of the prime vertical, and the four together constitute a universal motion device analagous to that of a telescope set on an equatorial mounting. By this manner of suspension is the pendulum free to swing in any one plane and enabled, under a rotary im- pulse to describe a cone. But a fresh difficulty arises from the fact that all pendulums have not simply a tendency to swing, but a tendency to a periodic swing which reproduces backward the movement imparted forward, this oscil- lation continuing until finally stopped by the force of gravity. If this tendency to continue their ow n movement to and fro is not checked, it will certainly get mixed up with the wavelike motion of the earth ' s crust, which should be the only controlling factor. With a view then to counteract the pendulum ' s own periodic oscillation there can be attached to its heavy bob a retarding device, so that when a seis- mic wave makes it fall to one side it shall not retrace its line to the opposite side except under the influence of that wave. This process is called damping, 294 THE REDWOOD and the device whereby it is effected a damper. Finally with a view to have a record of the earth ' s tremulous motion of any degree of intensity the process, though apparently complicated, is rather simple. To explain: When you are cozily at rest in your sanctum, imagine that one of Professor See ' s superheated st eam explosions occurs way down in the bowels of the seagirt coast, it will tend to push away in every direction the walls of the subterranean confinement. The compressional wave thus generated will propagate through all the iuterven ing strata until it reaches the very floor of your terrestial abode. The support of the inverted pendulum will swing to and fro, horizontally, vertically, possibly spirally, but never mind. The delicate- ly suspended pendulum under the ac- companying strain of the damper will take up the exact rhythm of the earth ' s oscillation. If, therfore, a very tiny stem pro- jected from the lead laden head of the pendulum and the same communicated the motion to a network of multiplying levers of practically no weight, the last of these carrying a printing point and the point moved over an ever new piece of paper, smoked or otherwise prepared, behold, the heart of nature would im- press on that paper a faithful account of its own mysterious internal throb- bings. That ' s the whole secret of the seismograph as presented to the modern world by that prince of German seismo- graphists. Professor Wiechert. Rev. J. RicARD, S. J. Director of Seismograph at Santa Clara. THE REDWOOD 295 ARTHUR ' S SISTKR ANNETT HESTLER sat quite still in the big invalid ' s chair as the good sister wheeled her out onto the sunny veranda; she was still weak and pale from the ravages of her recent illness, but now as she drank in sweet nature that reveled about her, the vigor of youth tingled once more on the wan cheeks and kindled new light in the languid eyes. The gardens surrounding the hos- pital, the valley stretching below and even the distant mountains, — all seemed clothed in the richest mantle of Spring. As Annett gazed about her she forgot her own sufferings in realizing the tan- gency of the Divine Master in His beautiful handiwork everywhere. " Sister, I am thankful to God for hav- ing spared me in His goodness: indeed I have much to live for, — then there is my father and my — my — brother — " " Annett, why do you sigh when you speak of your brother? " " O, Sister, if you only knew the — " " Ah, good morning Sister, I was be- ginning to think you had run away with my sister. " " Good morning, Mr. Hestler; oh, no! we only came out to get some of nature ' s own medicine; don ' t you think Annett has improved since yesterday? " ' ' Yes indeed, all owing to her good nurse ' s care. " " There Mr. Hestler, you are begin- ning to flatter and I beg to be excused ' said the nun, smiling as she hastened to her duties within. " Well Arthur, why are you silent ? isn ' t father well? " " Yes, he is, I was only thinking how you would like my news ? " " What news? " asked the other, anx- iously. Annett, my degree will be recognized at Bridgeport, " said Arthur, gleefully. His sister ' s face went back to its old pallor, but Arthur was so wrapped in his own joy that he did not notice it. Since their mother ' s death Arthur had been working hard to make his degree as he intended to take up the medical course. His father was well pleased with his son ' s intention and gave him his free consent to choose what college he would attend. This was the beginning of Annett ' s heavy cross. How her father. Catholic though he was, could allow Arthur to choose between a Catholic university and others was more th an she could quite understand. But Mr. Hestler was determined, he even took pride in his son ' s choosing his own Alma Mater. " So you have chosen, Arthur? " The little girl ' s eyes were damp. " Yes, sis, won ' t you be proud when you see me a full fledged M. D.? " " Arthur, I would be happy to see you a doctor, but it will break my heart to know that you come from a school 296 THE REDWOOD void of all Catholic principle and virtue. " " Pshaw! little girl, you are only prejudiced, " Arthur tried to convince her. " This school is spoken of far more highly than your Georgetown. " " Was she prejudiced? " she thought. Oh, if she could only make him under- stand ! Then she remembered the promise she made at the death-bed of her mother; " I will, mother, I will always try to help him. " " Brother, it would be the happiest day of my life to see you go to George- town, and dear, I promised mother I would help you, but you ignore me. " The boy winced when his mother was spoken of, but otherwise he re- mained unshaken. " Sis, " he said, " let ' s talk no more about it, it ' s settled. Now I only wish you could come home and spend the remaining days before I start, vv ' e could have as jolly a time as ever. Why, Annett! " he cried, " you look as bright and saucy as ever. I wonder if that pale lady in black, down at the door, will let me up every day. " This last, as he kissed his sister an affection- ate " good bye. " On the day of their parting as the nurse brought up Annett ' s mail, she found her little charge weeping bitterly. " Well, well, " she said kindly, " this isn ' t getting better, it wouldn ' t do to let Dr. Burns catch you at this. " " O Sister Sigberta, it ' s my brother, — if you only knew. " " Yes, that ' s where you left off the other morning: now tell me all about it, maybe I can help you. " When Annett had finished her story she was quite calm and looked to the nun for advice. Sister Sigberta was somewhat perplexed herself, but she wished only to encourage the poor girl. " Annett, you can still pray. " " Yes, Sister, it seems to be the only thing left. " " It has done wonders, " was the laconic reply. : ; | |: : H " If I get time I shall come to keep you company this afternoon, " said the little nurse, as she brought in the tray of luncheon. " Thank you, Sister, I wish you would, I am so lonesome. " Annett ate the meal mechanically. It seemed as if the care of years had been placed on those frail shoulders and the convalescence of weeks was surely fad- ing away, leaving once more only the wan and pallid features of the fever racked frame. She was tired that after- noon; after much worrying and weep- ing both body and mind were weary and in need of rest. She drew the big, com- fortable rocker up to the window and set- tled for a little repose; but distract them as she might, her thoughts would center on the welfare of her brother. At last she sought relief in her little " Key of Heaven. " She opened the book at " Devotions to Our I ady " , but she had scarcely finished the first medi- tation when her eyes wandered from the pages over the house-tops and be- yond the green valle} ' ' towards the pine studded bluffs reflecting their crystal hoods so prominent, far in the North, — THE REDWOOD 297 perhaps it was because there the sub- lime scenery ended or that her mind so engrossed in some pious thought, paid no heed to the senses. At length the reverie was broken by a hand being laid gently on her shoulder. She was slightly startled, but on looking up she beheld a pious nun holding out the prayer book which had slipped un- noticed to the floor. " Oh ! it is you, Sister. " " Yes child, but do you know you rival St. Cecelia? You reminded me so of her when I entered that I imagined I could almost see the flowers showering on your lap from Heaven. Truly, I disliked disturbing you. " " Sister, I was thinking; I just read in the meditations that Mary is most powerful with her Son. That brought an inspiration and it led to loftier thoughts, until — well I guess I forgot the v 7orld about me, " said the little girl smiling sweetly. " I am glad to hear of this, my dear child, for such is the source whence real and true virtue comes. " " Sister, do you really think I could become a religious? Do you think Mary would help me if I consecrated my life to her as one prayer for the welfare of my brother? " " Annett, you could at least lead a holy life in great hope of her doing so. I have prayed that such might be, and now that you show inclinations, I vv ' ill pray the more and you too, I exhort to pray for light. I shall be glad to tell Mother of your intentions. " The young girl had the usual oppo- sition to encounter, when there is ques- tion of becoming a religious. However, it followed that after a short probation the great event came to pass, which she had looked forward to so anxiously. She pronounced the vows of religion, having in mind the glory of God and the salvation of Arthur. Afier the cer- emonies, Sr. Agnes (Annett) remained in the quiet little chapel offering up her humble thanksgiving to her Heav- enly Father for the great favors be- stowed upon her. She did not notice the growing darkness nor did she hear the rain pattering on the tall windo¥ s on either side of the chapel. All she felt was the nearness of her Savior in the tabernacle beyond in the mellow glow of the sanctuary lamp. At length she was aroused by the tapping of the call-bell in the vestibule, — one, — three, — that was for her! some one in the parlor, — her brother? surely not, there was no vacation at Bridgeport — " O lyord! where did you get the bon- net? Say Sis, your ears will get all out of shape! " But Sister Agnes was too bewildered to notice her brother ' s teasing. She was curious to know the cause of the un- timely visit. " Arthur, tell me, why did you come back? " " Well Sis — I mean Sister, partly to see you and partly to go to George- town, " said the brother, playfully. The little nun sank to her knees on the polished floor and thanked God with the deepest sincerity. And still Arthur didn ' t UNDERSTAND. W. J. DWYBR, Sp. Eng. 298 THE REDWOOD AH CHONG E wasn ' t much to look at And prettier heathen I ' ve seen— But then one can ' t expect much From a cook on a submarine. His yellow eyes were slanted And a queue hung down his back, But for pies and cakes and biscuits He surely had a knack. Still we made him lead a dog ' s life And if anything w ent wrong, " Well fellows, it aint our fault. Come, let ' s beat up Ah Chong " . He took it all in silence Complaining never a word. Though we all knew what would happen If the old man ever heard. We thought he showed the yellow But we soon found our mistake When off the coast of Luzon Our engines had a break. We tried in vain to raise her Ten fathoms deep she lay The tube could save most all of us One man alone must stay. THE REDWOOD 299 Then Chong stepped out and told us That he didn ' t really care,— Let him send us to safety And he—, well he ' d stay there. For a moment there was silence, Not a man jack of us spoke, And the thought of how we ' d treated him— Well it almost seemed to choke. I guess it was our duty But I felt the lump rise. Bo When he stood beside me waiting— Me — the last to go. Honest, pal, I meant to stay there But he just grabbed a gun And pointed to the tube—. Well, I ' m here, boys, and it ' s done. But when Judgment Day comes round. Pal, You can take it straight from me There ' s a heathen goes to Heaven From the bottom of that sea. M. P. Detels, ' 12. 300 THE REDWOOD CHUB JACKSON was what they called me around the ranch. Frank Jackson had taken me from the Indians when I was but eight years old. Although he owned ex- tensive lands and plains and manj- head of cattle, he had never been blessed by God with a child, and so he was quite willing to raise me as his own. I had but one remembrance of the time before I v as taken by the Indians. It was of someone calling me " Hon " , but this very soon slipped my mind. I grew up healthy and strong as only one can in Arizona; and I had every- thing I could wish for. When I was about sixteen, this was the year of the big round-up, Frank brought back to the ranch with him and the other boys a tall slender man of about forty-five years. He had light hair and moustache and rather large blue eyes. One could not help but ad- mire him. He had a dignified way about him and my first impression led me to believe that he was to be our new foreman. The boys however, told me he was the best rider in Arizona and that Frank had brought him to help bust the broncos he had just driven off the hills. I went out to meet them. When Frank introduced me to hira, he seemed startled and stared at me for a long time. " Your son, I suppose, Mr. Jackson? " he asked. ' ' No, not by blood " , replied Frank. Then he went on to tell hira the story of how he had taken me away from the Indians. Frank and the boys soon left and we were alone. For fully tv o minutes he stared at me. I did not feel in the least uneasj ' because he did so, but felt rather pleased. I knew I would like him. I stayed and watched him un- saddle his pony, feed and bed him for the night. We went into the house and during the meal he would glance at me, but turn away when I looked at him. That evening we had a long chat. He told me stories of his riding and kept me interested till after eleven o ' clock. Seeing that it was getting late, he rose and slowly stretched himself. " Well, boy, I think it is about bed time for us. ' Spect I ' ll have a hard day ' s work tomorrow " . He bade me good night, took one long look at me and swiftly walked to his room. I lingered for a moment, then crept slowly towards my own room. To get there I had to pass the room he staid in. His door was open a little, so I tiptoed up to peek in for one more look at him before I went to bed. I got the surprise of my life. There that big tall, strong man was on his knees beside the bed, saying in a whis- per, as of agony, ' ' My God, give me strength. " Then it occured to me that perhaps he was praying for strength to carry on his work the next day, so I dismissed THE REDWOOD 301 the thought from my mind and slipped quietly to my room and went to bed. The next morning we were all up bright and early. Frank had introduced the stranger to me as Slim and the boys also called him Slim. But I could not get used to that name, so while we walked through the corral I asked him his real name. He glanced at me. Then said: " Call me Slim, boy. " The first bronco was lassoed and brought into the big corral. She was a pretty built little animal, a sorrel with shaggy, unkempt hair that bore all the marks of a horse just out of the hills. She had a wicked eye and Buck Smith took the words out of my mouth when he said, " There ' s going to be some fight to this ' ere pony. " " Don ' t you fellows worry about Slim not holding his own with her. He ' ll take all the fight out of her mighty quick, " cut in Red Jackson. It was fifteen minutes before Slim and the boys got the saddle on her. With the blind over her eyes she quieted down. The boys that had been helping Slim were up on the fence now. A lump came into my throat and I caught myself saying in a whisper: " I wish you wouldn ' t ride this one. " After trying the cinches to see that they were tight, he put his foot into the stirrup and was on her back. The animal stood without moving a muscle till Slim reached out and pulled the blind from her eyes. Then she started in with a wild leap and a series of stiff- legged bucks. I had seen many an outlaw broken and had watched it all without giving a thought to danger. But this time a great fear came over me. The men on the fence were hollering to the rider now. " That ' s it, Slim. " " Give her the quirt. " " You ' ll soon take the buck out of her. " The little horse was now bucking for all that was in her, but Slim stuck to the saddle, never moving a fraction of an inch. Suddenly the now tired animal stopped bucking and in spite of the spurs and quirt would not move. " I guess that will do her, Slim. She ' s a quitter, " called out Frank. The boys now jumped from the fence. But I would not feel safe till I saw Slim on the ground. Slim was also con- vinced that she was a quitter and started to dismount. He drew his left foot from the stirrup. But just as he did so the pony as though she had been waiting for this very thing, gave one wild leap into the air and came down stiff legged. Slim had not been ex- pecting this and it sent him high into the air so he came down head on into the fence. He lay there as though dead. Every one grew pale and not a person moved for fully ten seconds. I turned my head away for I had half expected something like this would happen. I walked slowly towards the house and to my room. I did not know whether he was killed or not, but in- expressive fear that he had been came over me. In about half an hour I came 302 THE REDWOOD down to inquire. I was told that he was not killed but had received severe cuts about the head and was un- conscious in his room. Red Johnson had started to Eagle Claw in the buck- board, for the doctor, but could not get back for at least three hours. The boys bathed and bandaged the wounds as best they could and were taking turns to watch in the room. Frank Jackson was watching now so I decided to go to the room myself and see him. I entered. He was mum- bling something and Frank was bent over him as though trying to catch his words. He motioned me towards the bed. " He has a bad cut, boy, and he sure has gone ' loco. ' I can ' t make out all he is saying, but he says something about a boy he lost, " said Frank. We stood there watching him for a few seconds. Suddenly he rose on his elbows, then to a sitting posture, stretched both hands towards heaven and cried out: " My God, I know it is ' Hon, ' but give me strength never to tell him. " He sank back and laid very still. Frank and I stood there staring at each other, then Frank took me in his big strong arms and kissed me on the fore- head. I knelt down by the bed and breathed a prayer of thanks to God. This was mj ' father. A feeling of mingled joy and sadness came over me. Was I to find my father only to lose him again? I stole quietly to my room. There, kneeling beside my bed, I gave myself up to prayer for full two hours. At supper Frank told me there were signs of improvement. Red and the doctor had not arrived yet though they were already two hours late. I was forbidden to go into the room. Frank s aid I could do no good and it would only cause me pain. The doctor arrived about 7:30 and gave encourag- ing reports. He would remain with him over night. I retired about nine o ' clock but could not sleep in spite of all my efforts. I rolled restlessly in bed. Now and then I crept from my room to the room my father occupied and put my ear to the door, but all I could hear was heavy breathing. About 2:30 in the morning I managed to doze off. I do not know how long I slept when I was awakened. The doc- tor was leaning over me and whispering in my ear. " Get up Chub, the old man wants to see you. He has come to, but there is not much chance of his living. " I was out of my bed and into his room in a moment. Frank was standing at the side of the bed and simply glanced at me as I entered. The doctor closed the door after me and remained outside. When I was alongside the bed, father opened his eyes and Frank propped him up with a pillow. " I have called you both to my bed- side, " he began, " I have something of greatest importance to tell you. But I must make you both swear never to reveal what I say to you. " We both took the oath. Then he reached out and took my hand and looking up into my eyes, he said, THK RKDWOOD 303 " Hon, have yoii ever heard that word before? " I brokenly confessed that I had, for tears were now rolling down my cheeks. " Ah, I knew you had, " he continued. " Boy, I am your father. I knew you the moment I saw you. Those big blue eyes of yours are your mother Minnie ' s and, " be broke into sobs, " that mouth. She is dead now, but when I look at you, boy, I can see her again. I would have been tucked in ray grave with her if it had cot been my one am- bition to live to see you. Now I find you only to lose you. If I were to live I would never have told you this, but I will not live. " Then to Frank. " I must turn to you and ask you to keep my boy for me, as you have done. I know you love him as though he were your own son. Bring him up and make a man of bim. Will you promise? " " I do, " replied Frank. Father fell back on the pillow, his strength gave vt ay and he sank into un- consciousness. I did not learn my name nor the history of my life before I was taken by the Indians, but what I did learn I was thankful for. We both sank down beside the bed and said a prayer to God. The doctor entered and we left the room. Father lingered on for two hours, then death closed his eyes. We gave him the best we had, a cow- boy ' s funeral. He is buried out be- neath the old Cottonwood grove. Twice a week I visit the grave and breathe a prayer to God for his soul. William J. Roberts, Spec. Eng. 304 THE RKDWOOD AT FONTENOY HEN first we grasped these trusty glaves, We swore to God on high, That in the cause our Sires had bled, We too should fight and die. And Gentlemen, the time has come. That promise to fulfill. And thus again perchance our blades, The tyrant ' s blood shall spill. For Gentlemen, revenge is sweet, ' Tis doubly so to-day. Remember then, with their best blood There ' s many a score to pay. Now close those shattered ranks, my boys,- Hearts long devoid of fear. For God, old Ireland and her w rongs. One last, one gallant cheer ! And shoulders press to shoulders, lads ! Their foremost ranks draw nigh. Charge bayonets ! Double quick ! my boys, Now show how Irish die. A. T. Leonard, ' 10. THE REDWOOD 305 PEDRO PKDRO rode slowly up the village road toward General Pinasco ' s house. General Pinasco was sheriff of San Sebastian, and San Sebas- tian was the seven or eight hundred rambling adobe houses that were slowly mildewing on the north border line of Old Mexico. It was not the sheriff that Pedro was going to call upon. The sheriff had a daughter. Maria was her name, — Maria Pinasco, — though Pedro had systemati- cally endeavored for almost a year to persuade her that Sanchez would sound much nicer thau Pinasco. Evidently she thought different. At least, no visible change in her name was noticed. Pedro looked up and down the village street. Not a soul was visible. Only one yellow dog, and he looked ashamed of himself. It was " la hora de siesta, " and all good people in San Sebastian were resting after the fatigues of the morning. Why did Pedro choose such an hour to call upon the sheriff ' s daughter? Because the sheriff would be sleeping. In other words, Senor Pedro Sanchez had had been invited to stay away from the Pinasco residence, as the presence of a confirmed loafer was not desired nor thought conducive of any good, by the fierce little peace oflBcer of San Sebas- tian. Not so with the peace officer ' s daugh- ter. When an interview had been sought with her that afternoon through the medium of a little note slipped into her hand the day before by a small lad who delivered milk at the door, she had immediately granted the desired audi- ence, considering that the supplicant was none other than Sr. Pedro Sanchez, — and also considering that Sr. Pedro Sanchez had distinctly stated in the forementioned note that he was about to leave San Sebastian forever. She had mentioned casually in her reply that her father was a heavy sleeper and commenced his siesta immediately at one o ' clock and seldom ceased before two-thirty. So one-thirty found Pedro dismounting cautiously in a field fifty yards from the adobe castle wherein dwelt the object of his sentiment. Slowly he approached the place o f meeting, a ruined ivy-covered wall at the rear of the dwelling. Eest it be wondered why Senor Sanchez was so cautious, let it be stated here and now, that the unfortunate gentleman had met the sheriff once — in the very situation he was in at present, namely that of meeting Maria after the terrible warning had been given to stay away. Senor Sanchez was not over greedy. Once was enough. At least that was what he vowed whilst the doctor was pain- fully extracting buckshot from his legs and other portions of his anatomy in- serted there by the irate General Pinasco. 3o6 THE REDWOOD Having reached the trysting place safely, Pedro whistled softly three times. No answer. He repeated the performauce. All was silent, Pedro was not wor- ried. He knew the senorita ' s ways. Once she had kept him whistling half an hour. She coyly cooled his indigna- tion by telling him she liked to hear him whistle, he did it so nicely. Once more he warbled to his lady. This time a musical giggle issued from the ivy wall. Senorita Pinasco stepped forth, a dimpled, dark-eyed vision, and held out her hand. " How do you, Pedro? " she said, laugh- ing. " I ' m doing very poorly, Maria, " answered Pedro, grabbing both her hands and attempting to pulverize them in an affectionate grip. " And for that reason I ' m going away, " he continued, eyeing her sharply to see what effect the statement would produce. Maria tossed her head. " Why are you going? " she asked. " Because I think we would be hap- pier somewhere else, " returned Pedro glibly. The young lady straightened up quickly. " Did you say wi?? " she inquired haughtily, stretching her neck a couple of inches on the we. " I did, " grinned Pedro. " What do you mean, Senor Sanchez? " she inquired loftily. " I mean this, " said Pedro firmly, straightening his tall, lank frame. ' ' Your father says I ' m a loafer. He ' s run me off the place and told me not to see you any more. I ' ve asked you about four- teen times to be my wife, but you ' ve flattened me regularly. Now it ' s come to a show-down, and it ' s either we leave together, or else Pedro leaves alone. ' ' He spoke slowly and his voice grew husky on the last few words. Maria was silent. Pedro sat on a large cake of adobe and waited patiently, thinking it well to allow plenty of time for his eloquence to sink in. The girl finally commenced. " It ' s true, " she began softly, " you have often proposed to me, Pedro, and I have often said ' no, ' but remember what I said you must do if you really want me " Yes, yes, " interrupted Peter impa- tiently rising from his cake of adobe, " I remember all that. You insist that I perform some miracle by which I can change your father ' s lovely opinion of me, and gain his consent. He called me a chicken gizzard once because I re- fused to join in one of his man-hunts, and he bates the sight of me ever since. I may as well try to change — - — " Pedro ' s rapid tongue stopped sudden- ly. His blood froze within him. Every separate hair on his head rose on end. Before him stood the wrathful Sheriff. Maria uttered a little scream and dis- appeared. For a moment all was hushed and still, — save for Pedro ' s heart. It was bounding up and down his chest, occa- sionally curving around his spine and racing up and down his body. THE REDWOOD 307 " Well, continue! " snapped the Sheriff of San Sebastian at last, toying playful- ly with a well-oiled shot gun as he gazed upon the trapped lover. " Continue what? " croaked the wretched Pedro feebly. " You were just telling my daughter that you thought it impossible to change my opinion of you. What else do you think? " " I think that if I were given a decent chance I could change your opinion of me, " doggedly replied Pedro gathering courage slowly. The grizzled man took in the six feet of persistency before him, curiously. Pedro was handsome. The Sheriff in- wardly acknowledged this. But at the same time, young Sanchez had lived a very mediocre existence. He was an unknown quantity. Having been left wealthy by the death of his father, he chose to fritter away his time. He was an idler, though he adored Maria, and was a devoted suitor. Old Don Pinasco reflected swiftly. " I will make a bargain with you, Pedro, " he said at last. Pedro eyed him narrowly. " What is it? " he asked suspiciously. " It ' s this, " began the Sheriff. " Old Martinez just came into my office and reported a visit from a horse thief. Six good plugs are gone and the tracks show the man to have followed the river. If you can bring me this fellow before sun-set next Wednesday, that is the day after tomorrow, so that we can lynch him by twelve o ' clock next Thursday, — you can marry my daugh- ter. But if you fail, you must leave San Sebastian at once. " " What, if I don ' t agree to your bar- gain? " asked Pedro, wondering if the Sheriff ' s gun was loaded with buckshot. " Well, in that case you ' ll leave imme- diately — or slay right here, " replied Don Pinasco patting the shotgun affec- tionately. " And if I bring the horse thief by sunset next Wednesday, I can marry Maria that same night? " " Yes. The moment the man is in jail. " " I ' ll do it, " said Pedro shortly. " If you do, " laughed the Sheriff lightly, " you ' ll deserve all that ' s coming to you — but I don ' t think you will, " he added under his breath, as Pedro strode away. Twilight was falling. A horseman passed the last straggling adobe house on the outskirts of San Sebastian, and faded into the purple gloom. A crafty smile was upon his lips. It was Pedro Sanchez,newly appointed deputy Sheriff. It was Wednesday afternoon. The last rays of the setting sun fell feebly upon two horsemen riding slowly down the main street of San Sebastian. One man was several yards ahead of the other, and his head leaned wearily upon his breast. His hands were tied behind him. The man in the rear rode very alert. He was heavily armed and carried a gleaming six shooter in his right hand. It was Pedro. They passed the petrified citizens of San Sebastian silently and rode on to- ward the little town jail. •T ' K H ' i ' 1 " i A week had passed. Three vaqueros 308 THE REDWOOD stood against a bar, drinking. They were talking in loud tones. A stranger walked in, and ordered the usual " ajuardiente " . As he waited for it, he listened to the men. " I hear that old Pinasco ' s daughter got married, " said one. " Who ' s the lucky man? " asked the second. " Why, Pedro Sanchez, of course. The young man that brought in the horse thief last week, " replied a third voice in a surprised tone. " Was the thief lynched? " asked the bar-tender, filling up the glass. " No. He broke jail the night he was locked up, and disappeared, " said the first speaker, taking his glass in his hand. " Come, let ' s drink the health of Senor and Senora Sanchez, " he added. Three glasses were raised in the air at once and emptied solemnly. The stranger drained his own glass and walked to the door. A sign post outside read, " i ' o San Sebastian, twenty miles, " To Texas, forty miles. " As he mounted his horse and rode oflf toward Texas, a smile crossed his lips and he chuckled softly. He was think- ing of the tall young man who had re- leased him from the San Sebastian jail in the dead of night, and pressed one hundred pesos in his hand for having posed as a horse-thief. Ralph J. Schkrzer, ' 13. fiATE I believe that hate first came to bear its fangs Wheo some crazed savage loved a fickle mate: Another creature came from out the dust — She turned her love to him. The first man grows Insane to see her taken from his sight. They may have fought: the new man was the best (As taken in the savage sense of strength). The greater man arose, the lesser fell And slowly crept away to plan and plot. With these long hours hate w as born on earth. The lesser man had found — well, — something great, The greater man had brought it forth with blows. And these long years have added all the tricks That Satan ' s mighty brain forgot to form. V. Cresalia, Spec. Eng. THE REDWOOD 309 1 T g 50 i Published Monthly, Except July, August and September by the Students of Santa Clara College The object of tlie Redwood is to give proof of College Industry, to record College Doings and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Exchanges In the Library A1.UMNI College Notes Athletics executive board William C. Talbot, ' 12 President Daniel Tadich, ' ii associate editors Chris. A. Degnan, ' 12 Hardin N. Barry, ' ii Daniel Tadich, ' ii L. O ' Connor, Spec. Marco S. Zarick, Jr., ' 12 business manager Roy A. Bronson, ' 12 assistant business manager Herbert L. Ganahl, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents e:ditorial comment Santa Clara has experienced defeat so seldom in baseball th at more than a few have expressed the thought that were it to come, we should not be able to bear it well. That these good souls have not read us aright is evident from what has happened in the past few weeks. No one would think, after The Aftermath hearing the shouts of loyalty and ad- miration which greeted each of the players as his name was mentioned in the dining room that night after the return from the game, that the team had been defeated. We were proud of our team. It had fought through a glorious season, and in spite of the hard luck it had encountered in the first 310 THE REDWOOD game of the big series, it had not lost heart, but was determined to return the next week with each man ready to do or die. To a spectator these shouts seemed the signs of victory, and in truth it was what we might call a vic- tory over defeat. Nobody had any kick. Everyone realized that our team had done its best; that it had put up a wonderful defense, and had played a game that was a credit to the coaching of Tom Kelley and of Bob McHale. In the last game it cannot be so much said that luck was against us as that it was with St. Mary ' s. But what we didn ' t have in luck we had in spirit. The rooting section at both games did wonderfully well, and stuck to it until the very end. The leaders working hard during the whole year, did themselves proud on the day of that last game when they led that crowd of red and white tarn o ' shanters, with each owner aching to do his part in winning the game. A great deal, of course, is owing to the ready, willing spirit of the rooters themselves. They too, deserve all the praise that can be given them. A word of thanks is here due to Manager McHenry for his wonderful schedule, which was probably the largest we have had for many years, and also to the director. Mr. Budde, S. J., who worked so hard for the team and for the honor of the whole college. Another thing especially gratifying at this game was the large number of Alumni present. It seemed as though the past years had rolled back to us, and that we were all schoolmates and classmates again. The Debate With St. Ignatius It is with more than passing interest that the student body has heard of the announcement that our Junior Dramatic Society is to meet the Junior Philhistorian De- bating Society of St. Ignatius College. We congratulate the J. D. S. on their enter- prise and general progressiveness. De- bating is a thing of the utmost impor- tance. Unlike some of our studies, we can see, even with our undergraduate ' s short sight, how it will benefit us later on; yes, we can even feel how it is bene- fiting us now. As a mind trainer and tongue-quicken- er, we think it superior in its way, even to the study of the sacred classics of Greece and Rome. To prove this we refer to many old students of Santa Clara, now prominent in legal circles, who never had the advantage of Greek and Latin, yet who in their college days gave heart and soul to the practice of debating in the House, Senate or J. D. S. But of course debating, like every other good thing becomes tedious, and to stimulate interest the two higher debating socie- ties have an annual intra collegiate meet. But this has not been sufiicient. The J. D. S. has gone a step farther this year, in arranging for an zw r collegiate de- bate with St. Ignatius. The beneficial eflfects are already being seen in the in- creased interest in J. D. S. affairs and especially in the debating team itself. THE REDWOOD 3 " We wish them all success, and a glori- ous victory. The Month Living iu Santa Clara Valley, as we are, we should certainly be without sense and feeling if we did not appre- ciate the beautiful month of May with its gor- geous crown of blossoms ■ ' and wild flowers. Look down upon the valley from one of the nearby foothills and see that entire stretch of land, from one end to the other, a huge park of the most exquisite coloring. Here and there a church steeple rises from the midst of some blossoming orchard, and from the surrounding cot- tages thin threads of blue smoke curl laz- ily upward into the ambrosial air of the morning. The faint sounds of life come sweet and clear to the neighboring hills, where they are wafted back to the other wall of the valley. While stand- ing there inhaling into the lungs the divine ozone of this sweet vale, it makes one feel that he is made to live forever. May indeed, is a glorious month we suppose everywhere; but certainly in the Santa Clara Valley. How pretty and appropriate it is too, that just as May, the queen of months, was set aside in pagan times to Maia, the mother of the gods, so in Christian times it is devoted to her especial honor whom we venerate as the mother of God, the queen of all the saints, — and the fair patroness of Santa Clara! It is with great pleasure we announce the ordination to the holy priesthood of our old friend Father J. J. Laherty. We „ , , join with him in his Rev. John J. , • , • , ■ happiness, and we wish ' ' ' him well. During the past year that he has been with us, we have learned to know and esteem him. The promotion to the priesthood will onlj make more fruitful and more ex- tensive the already great good that could not butbe the natural result of acharacter so kind, tactful, talented and noble. In the name of the Student-body and Red- wood, we offer him our sincerest con- gratulations and wish him all success and happiness for the future. In multos annos W. C. Tai,bot ' i2 312 THE REDWOOD The Short Story As we considered the verse and the essay in our last two issues we shall di- rect our attention in this number mainly to the short story. In so doing we feel justi- fied, for in our opinion, this species of literature deservedly commands as much if not more notice than any other form of college journalism. In it are embodied almost all the qualities found in verse and essay, together with artistic work- ing out of plot, and everything that makes, in general, for literary culture. We are glad to knov; ' that most of our contemporaries do not disregard this important branch of literary training. They seem to be aware that it is essential to a well ordered college magazine, and we are pleased to have found in the March and April exchanges many creditable stories. The Wesleyan Lit, which by the way, is labeled Short Story Number, contains many good stories. " The Land of the Fourth Dimension " is woven round a weird plot with an air of mystery that shows a lively imagination in the author who depicts himself as being transported by natural means to the land of the fabulous fourth dimension. Although on the whole, highly improbable, it is very readable. Such stories as " The Flirt " are only too often met with now-a-days. The usual lonely youth at a popular resort, meets the usual " summer girl " , and un- suspectingly succumbs to her wiles. Just as he is about to lay his heart at her feet, she introduces her husband and so ends the tale. " His Price " , in the Mercerian for March, is an interesting sketch portray- ing the character of the ideal district attorney who, notwithstanding his need for money, does not yield to the tempta- tion of the alluring check. Unfortunately the real-life attorney does not generally come up to this ideal. This month, the Yale Lit disappoints us a little in its fiction. " The Modern Girl " held our interest but we are left unsatisfied as to what becomes of the characters. We expected too, to find more stories in this magazine. In the Vassar Miscella iy, " Robin Goodfellow ' s Abroad To- night " , a prize THE REDWOOD 313 story, does not come up to our expecta- tion. It is somewhat hard to follow the trend of events. " In Early Spring, " contains good local coloring. A hackneyed and very improbable plot in a story is apt to render it tire- some, even though it is well developed. This is a defect we cannot overlook in " The Failure, " in the Sf. Ignathis Colle- gia?t. A wild college youth is cast upon his own resources by a severe father. He goes west and by the heroic act of sav- ing a young lady from a runaway paves the way for his success. The young lady turns out to be the daughter of a wealthy political boss, by whose influ- ence the young man is elected to an honorable ofiice and incidentally mar- ries the fair daughter. This plot would be well forgotten for a while. " The Man Who Didn ' t Care, " in the same magazine, is a very good story and holds our interest. It departs somewhat from the usual, a fact which makes it the more pleasing. In general, this magazine is well edited and shows much literary taste. The Ra7idolph Macon Monthly is not at a loss for good fiction this month. " The Master Touch " is entertaining and is very well written. " Billy Brint ' s Wild Goose Chase " has a strain of humor that is pleasing. " Gold Is Not All, " is a good story. It kept us deep- ly interested till the end. " A Valuable Experience " in the Fordhani Monthly would be an excel- lent story were it not for that common fault, improbability. It is with pleasure that we receive the new exchanges Gonzaga from Gon- zaga College, 77;.? Pacific Star, from Mt. Angel College and College Times from the Christian Brothers ' College, Sacra- mento — all these of Pacific Coast Col- leges. The Gonzaga is especially to be con- gratulated, for although this is its first issue, it comes before us in the garb of a veteran. The format of this magazine is beyond reproach. As to its literary worth, there are seven poems, three stories and two essays, all of which give evidence of ability and much talent. Its departments are as readable as its literature, among which the Editorials and the Chronicle are par- ticularly good. We were glad to find that the Ex- change Column was not forgotten, for this department, in our humble opinion is of equal importance with the others. By it we are able to give our opinions, of our contemporaries and compare thera, thereby gaining great benefit. We shall always receive the Gonzaga with interest and we wish it all success. C. A. Degnan, ' 12. The Gonzaga 314 THE REDWOOD » ,-o J? " WHAT T11ME5, WHAT MORTALS I WHEiiE ON EAR,TH ARE WE! " BY REV. H. C. SEMPLE, S " J., PUBLISHED BY BENZIGER BROS. This is a small publication of a philo- sophical character and has been called forth by Harold Bolce ' s arti- cles in the Cosmopolitan from May to September, 1909, under the title, " Blast- ing at the Rock of Ages " . Father Semple demonstrates that in hundreds of the class rooms of American colleges it is being taught daily that the Ten Com- mandments are no more sacred than a syllabus; that the home as an institu- tion is doomed; that there are no absolute evils; that immorality is simply an act in contravention to society ' s ac- cepted standards. Such startling princi- ples as these are being disseminated from the seats of learning in spite of the fact that the usages and jjractices of our courts, the writings of the fathers of our country, in particular, Washington and Jeffrson, and the teachings of our churches abundantly attest the fact that our government and our system of laws recognize that the principles of morality and religion are as immutable as the course prescribed for the earth around the sun. This book treats this subject very briefly; it possesses valuable informa- tion and should be read by all who take an interest in the welfare of our country. Price 35c. " CAPTAIN TED " BY MARY T. WAGGAMAN. PUBLISHED BY BENZIGER BROS . NEW YORK The publication of this book is a valuable addition to the juvenile library. It is a capital story for young folks, told well and clearly in simple words and in a most engaging style. The plot is in- teresting and well calculated to develop THE REDWOOD 315 a taste for reading even in the most list- less of young readers; and above all, the book is imbued with a good Chris- tian spirit and fitted to inculcate pa- tience and perseverence in the hearts of those who read this charming little narrative of the various trials and vicissitudes of Captain Ted, who upon his father ' s sickness shoulders the re- sponsibility of making a living for the family. Price 60c. " THE YOUNG MAN ' S OCIDE " interest of any young man who is, in the least, desirous to know the truth. Manliness and Christian refinement and gentleness are strenuously inculcated, and the temptations that surround our Catholic youth today are clearly pointed out, and the weapons with which to combat them are well indicated. The book contains 800 pages, yet it is not bulky and can easily be carried in the pocket, because good paper has been used. Cloth 75c, levantin, gold edges, Sr.oo. BY REV. L. X. LASANCE. PUBLISHED BY BENZIGER BROS. This book by Father Lasance embod- ies counsels, prayers, and reflections for Catholic young men, and is indeed a safe and sane guide. Although it is a religious book, it is written in an attractive style and should arouse the We acknowledge from Benziger Bros, the receipt of a series often volumes of short stories by Catholic writers; the Light of His Countenance, a novel of Rome in the 2nd century by Jerome Harte; Brownie and I, a juvenile story by Richard Aumerle. Hardin Barry, ' ii. 3i6 THK REDWOOD ' 76 ' 84 We are very sorry to learn of the serious accident which occurred in the early part of last month to Belmore F. Brisac, ' 76, A. B., which resulted from the collis- ion of two automobiles. The Redwood wishes Mr. Brisac a speedy recovery. Hon. Bradley V. Sargent, S. B. ' 84, S. M. 85, Attorney at L,aw, one time District Attorney for Monterey County and now Judge of the Superior Court, Salinas, is expected to receive the Democratic nomination for Justice of the Appellate Court. The Redwood extends its con- gratulations and wishes Judge Sargent all kinds of success. A very welcome visitor to Santa Clara was John F. Campell, S. B. ' 87. Mr. Campbell is now residing in Colusa where he is interested in agriculture and stock raising. " Jack " has also held sev- eral public offices of no small import- ance. In 1904 he was elected Super- visor of Colusa Count} ' and the follow- ing year made Trustee of the Chico ' 87 Normal School. He holds both of these ofifices at the present time. When Mr. Campbell was attending college be helped compose the battery for the Varsity, acting on the receiving end, and was recognized as a star in that position. No doubt it will be very welcome news to the old boys to learn that the members of the committee in the city of Oakland, working for ' 90 the erection of a me- morial to the late John E. McElroy, S. B. ' go, A. B. ' 91, former attorney for that city, announces to the public that they have selected plans for the memor- ial which is to be erected in the I ake Side Park. This tribute to his mem- ory will be in the form of a granite sun dial. Between five and six thousand dollars is to be expended which will be collected through private subscription. The committee announces also that three thousand dollars has already been collected from friends of the deceased. A recent visitor to Alma Mater was the Rev. Father Leal, a student in 1898. His many friends will be glad to learn THE REDWOOD 317 ' 98 ' 00 that he is now Pastor of the parish of New- man. Father Leal is the first resident pastor of the parish. He has just com- pleted a parochial residence and very soon will proceed to build two chapels in the outlying districts of the large territory entrusted to his spiritual care, which, by the way, is forty by sixty miles in area. Father Leal is not merely the youngest pastor in the dio- cese, but even the youngest priest. Edward I. Leake, A. B. ' 00 is located in Woodland where he is city editor of the Woodland Democrat; as a journalist he is making quite a reputation for himself. " Doc " as he was familiarly known by the boys of those days when he played short stop on the varsity nine, is also very prominent in musical circles throughout the northern part of the state. We are pleased to learn of the ap- pointment to the superintendency of the handsome new Santa Clara County Hospital of Dr. John Clark, father of our own Dr. John A. Clark, A. B. ' 01. Dr. John A. Clark ' s anatomical collection at Gilroy is said to be one of the finest in the State of California. Lawrence V. Degnan, A. B. ' 03, one of the first members to serve on the Redwood staff, paid a pleasant visit to ' 01 ' 06 the college and while ' 03 here spent a few spare moments iu the sacred domains of The Redwood. Mr. Degnan is practicing Civil Engineering in San Francisco. No doubt it will be very interesting to the many old college friends of Ben- nett W. Gilfillan, Cora. ' 06, to learn of his success as a ball tosser. Sennett ' s curves were very instrumental in the winning of the Inter-Collegiate honors for Stan- ford against California. Is Harry Wolter making good in fast company? Well, I guess yes. The Gotham fans are simply wild over him and it looks as if before the season is over he will be mounted on the pedestal of fame like the rest of the idols. Harry had the honor of winning the first game for the New York team by scoring the winning run and helped make the score a trifle larger by batting in a home run. Santa Clara congratulates you, Harry. August M. Auguirre, A. B. ' 07, our congenial all around good fellow and star football player, strayed into the sanctum several days ago. There is no change noticeable in " Augie " except that infallible sign of prosperity in bus- iness — namely, that " he smokes good, big cigars now. " Daniel Tadich, ' ii. ' 07 3i8 THE REDWOOD The night of May i8 will mark the first Inter-collegiate debate between the Junior Dramatic Socie ty and the St. Ignatius Junior Philhis- torians. On that date Junior Dramatic Society our boys will journey to San Francisco and uphold the aflfirmative side of the momentous question, " Re- solved, — Congress should procure funds for the enlargement of our Navy " — while the St. Ignatius Ciceros will strive to convince those present that it would be far more advantageous for the nation to follow the old adage, " slow but sure, " in the matter of the enlargement of our NavJ Lawrence O ' Connor, the initial affirmative, will try to take his man into camp by dextrous handling of his argu- ments. Rodney Yoell, one of the best debaters ever admitted descalsed into the sanctum of the society, has pro- cured from the myriads of Congressional Records which abound in the archives of the J. D. S. an abundance of clip- pings and authorities, and if the bulk of his proofs has anything to do with the decision of the Judges, we feel confi- dent of the issue. Last but far from least, Frank Warren comes in for his share; he is a fiery man and one hard to down. He intends showing no clemency to his opponents but will hack their defense to smithereens; then with a few eloquent words, prepossess the judges, proving conclusively that our Navy cannot be enlarged any too soon. If things " pan out " the way he forsees, only one verdict can the " judges " ren- der — that of course, bestowing the laurels of the evening upon the affirma- tive. Mr. Fox, S. J., the able director of the society, has impressed the signifi- cance of this debate upon the miuds of the representatives to such an extent that they are moving heaven and earth to obtain " dope " for their arguments. The society has been progressing rapidly under the guidance of Mr. Fox. lie, being also director of the Senior Dramatics and one who has reached the acme of dramatic perfection, is able in- deed to develop the men of the society in the lines for which it was originally instituted. A word should be said of the Treas- THE REDWOOD 319 urer Harry McGowau for his arduous work in discharging the unpleasant duties of obtaining the " raozuma " from his brother members. Nor should we overlook Ralph Scherzer. It is to his tact and skilful government that the society owes its present spirit of perfect harmony. This is his second year in the role of Vice President and all will feel the loss next year when he obeys " the call of the House. " Louis Cholvin is the new member of the J. D. S. He is a man who will prove worthy of the honor the society bestows upon him in enrolling his name with those of Delmas, Smith and White. He is a thorough student and is without rival in capturing the monthly honors in Greek and Latin in Mr. O ' Brien ' s class of prodigies. On the reading of the monthly credits in the College Theatre, it fell to the lot of the Sophomore class to occupy the stage a!.d give a speci- men of their work. A Sophomore " surprise was sprung when m answer to Messrs. Lonergan and White, J. Curry and R. Bronson stood up and " reeled " off the Greek and Latin respectively like full fledged Greek and Roman. C. Degnan delivered an original poem which was well received and many murmured of a second Virgil or Milton. W. Talbot read a story which was the production of his pen. It was ex- ceedingly well received. The brief his- tory of the Philippics given by H. Ganahl proved of great interest to the students Secoad Division who are always ready to hear a good speaker. The Greek legend by B. Young deserves special mention while the work of W. Veuve and J. Basse n rath was commendable. Mr. O ' Brien, S. J. has been a god- send to the division. He has remodeled the Gym and the Reading Room which heretofore were in a perpetual state of chaos. On glancing into the library and billiard room, our eyes rest on two splendid pool and billiard tables covered with unripped green maize, well kept by the staff of good and con- scientious censors whose jurisdiction is absolute. It is all due to these men that everything about has been well kept. Tbe fellows enter into the spirit of the thing, and though at times they are a bit forgetful, they are quickly brought to by tbe censor ' s admonition. The bookshelves have been replenished with choice literature of authors who have reached the apex of their profession. The librarians have been inspired by Mr. O ' Brien to discharge their duty in spirit royal. That they have heeded his v ords is clearly shown by their for- bearance to those who wish books changed every half hour. The old Gym has been revived from its mori- bund condition to its present state of vigor. Mr. O ' Brien ' s devotion and generosity are evident in the new floor punching bags, rowing machines, chest weights, trapezes, wrist rollers, and generally in everything that goes to constitute a Gym. 320 THE REDWOOD A pall of intense sadness clothed the Campus when on the afternoon of April 4, news was received from the O ' Connor Sanitarium that Alfredo In Memoriam „. , , ,- , Bishop, one of our Col- lege boys, had been summoned by God out of this world. His illness was so short that we could hardly bring ourselves to realize the fact that he was gone forever from our midst. Alfredo was born in distant Mazatlan, Mexico, August 21, 1894. He attended the Mazatlan School till he reached the age of fifteen, when he came to Santa Clara to continue his studies. He fell sick only a short week before his death, and was taken to the Sanitarium where the Doctors pronounced him afflicted with Spinal Meningitis and gave but little or no hope for his recov- ery. Alfredo was a manly little fellow, full of vivacity. It was not hard for him to win a warm place in the hearts of all those who knew him. He was a good student, a leader in athletics, and a model of gentlemanly behavior. He was more- over talented inverse writing and some of his paisa7tos treasure today some few lines that came from his pen. Often too, his name bore away the monthly honors in geometrical drawing. The deceased was one of those strange boys in life who touch our hearts ever so gently and whom we admit into its remotest chambers, there to remain till that organ has ceased to pulse. Tie had a heart magnanimous and pure and was ever ready to obey its emotions. That that heart never lead him other than along the path of virtue is confirmed by a remark I overheard one of the " Midgets " pass. When Alfredo was sick at the Sanitarium, the " third divis- ion " bought some flowers and had them sent over to him to let him know that his friends were not unmindful of him. One little fellow, probably a new comer and not very well acquainted, asked why those beautiful blossoms were being sent to Bishop. The crowd about remained silent for a moment, be- cause none could answer adequately. At last, some one, seemingly prompted by some inward emotion, said simply, " because he never sinned. " — The little group breathed, their sentiments had been expressed. No one certainly knew Alfredo better than his companions and that answer seemed to sum up their whole knowledge of him. It was this innocence of life, doubtless, that made Alfredo look forward to his approaching end with calmness and even joy. He seemed even to have a premonition of his death. One morn- ing Rev. Fr. McHugh, S. J., an inti- mate friend of the boy, went to his room to cheer and console him. But to his surprise Alfredo was far from the realm of unhappiness. The same old, sweet smile played about his colorless lips as the Father entered, and the boy told him without the least sign of fear or anxiety that the end would soon come. He knew death was at hand, but was fully resigned to the will of God. His soul was free from the least stain and he thanked God that THE REDWOOD 321 He had called him away before the world had had an opportunity to stain his heart, before its vanity had lured him away from the path of virtue. And thus he left us happy as only one can be who has lived a life of Christ, who sees before him his future eternal felici- ty, who looks with dying eyes into that garden luminous, resplendent, that paradise of life in which he is to lose himself for all eternity. The mother of Alfredo Bishop arrived fromherhomeiu Mazatlantwo hours after her son ' s death. Sad indeed was it that she did not see her child again alive; and the thought that she had not been with him during his illness must indeed have been excruciating, yet she, like her son bowed down meekly to God ' s will. He had taken him away from her in His infinite knowledge; — so be it! She was happy because her boy had closed his eyes upon this world of mortals with a smile upon his lips and a stainless soul. High Mass was celebrated for the repose of his soul by the Rev. Father R. Gleeson, S. J., President of the College, assisted by Rev. Fr. Raggio as deacon and Rev. Fr. Volio as subdeacon. A month ' s mind Mass will be said on May 4, and a Mass each month during the coming year will be offered for his soul. The Faculty and students of the Col- lege, headed by the band, accompanied the remains to the station. Resolutions of condolence have been sent to the mother of the deceased by the students, who deeply sympathize with her in her bereavement. We have received a letter recently from Mazatlan telling us that Alfredo ' s body has finally been interred in its last resting place, far away in Mexico, under its skies of profound blue, where the last shimmers of the setting sun ' s gold, mingle with the delicate signifi- cance which speaks of mysterious ethereal things, — like the heaven a child is admitted to in his dreams. Yes, far away from us in the land of sunshine he rests forever, but his memory lives in the hearts of every student of his Alma Mater. L. O ' Connor, Spec. Eng. 322 THE REDWOOD Santa Clara 6 Stanford 5 The Red and White defeated Stan- ford for the fourth time this season on the latter ' s field by the score of 6 to 5. The game was fast aad suappy through- out, being undecided until the last man had been retired in the ninth inning. For Santa Clara, Hartmann and Alle- geart divided honors on the mound, while Gallagher and Jacobs did the backstop duty. Jones, Reed and GiifiUan alternated in the box for Stanford, Ganong receiv- ing. In the first inning after having reached first and being advanced to third on McGovern ' s safe hit, Salberg scored the first run for the Varsity when " Zeek " drove a hot one over short. Stanford came back strong in the next inning, when by two walks, and singles by both Cochran and Cbilds, they scored three runs. The College evened up matters in their half of the second. Dooling had been hit by the pitcher; Gallagher here leaned on one of Reed ' s choice ones for two bases, Dooling easily reaching home. Hartmann ad- vanced Gallagher to third on a pretty sacrifice, Gallagher tying the score when Zarick went out second to first. Neither team scored again until the fifth, when McFadden on an error, a stolen base and S. Mitchell ' s safe poke, tallied. Stanford scored again in the beginning of the seventh the score reading 5-3. M. Mitchell walked, took second on McFadden ' s sacrifice and scored on Ganong ' s drive. Santa Clara scored three runs in the last half through Dool- ing ' s bit, a fumble, Gallagher ' s ground- er, a hit by Zarick and a pretty squeeze by Salberg. This lead of one run was sufficient, for Hartmann held the oppos- THE REDWOOD 323 iug batters at bis mercy in the next two innings. The batting honors fell to Zarick and Dooling, each getting two safe drives, one of the latter ' s being a two- base clont. The Summary : Runs Hits Errors Santa Clara 677 vStanford 5 5 3 Santa Clara O St. Mary ' s 6 The lirst game of the series of three with St. Mary ' s College was played at Luna Park, San Jose, on April 2nd. Many hundreds of fans and students were present to see St. Mary ' s defeat the Red and White to the tune of 6-0. Up to the seventh inning it was any- body ' s game. At this stage, however, St. Mary ' s added three runs to the- two they had scored in the third and sixth innings, clinching the first game of the series, thus reaching one step nearer the cherished goal of victory. It is not my intention to here review the ifs and whys and wherefores of the defeat, but certainly anyone who has seen the Red and White perform in their former games will voice my opin- ion, that the team surely bad an off-day. However, we do not wish to take any credit whatsoever away from the Red and Blue; they played a snappy game and earned the victory. Allegeart was on the firing line with Gallagher diggiu ' ' em out from behind the rubber. " Allie " twirled a nice game letting his opponents down with five hits; however, he was not in his best shape, as all could see. Gallagher besides catching a heady game, had all the baserunners on his staff, not a stolen base being recorded against him. Leonard and Simpson formed the bat- tery for St. Mary ' s. Leonard heaved nicely, holding the Red and White bat- ters to three hits and striking out seven men. A great deal of the credit for the victory is due him. Besides twirl- ing well Leonard sacrificed in the first run for the Red and Blue, by a long fly to left field, Leonhardt scoring easily from third. Again in the sixth St. Mary ' s pulled a run over the plate. With one down Wilkinson tripled to deep-center, scoring a moment later on a pretty squeeze executed by Fitzsim- mons. In their half the Red and White de- termined to start something and they did — almost. After Gallagher had grounded out, Allegeart walked and stole second; Zarick also waited for four wide ones; Salberg grounded out; McGovern shot a hard drive through third and short, Fitzsimmons making a wonderful stop, holding ' Allie " at third. With two down, three on and the mighty " Zeek " at the bat, things looked pretty glum for St. Mary ' s. Leonard however, pulled himself out of a pretty hole, forcing " Jake " to hit a slow one, ground- ing out Leonard to Wilkinson. It was in the eighth inning that the team went up in the air. With two down Fitzsimmons was hit by a pitched ball; Guignl hit a fast one to Zarick who erred, Fitzsimmons reach- 324 THE REDWOOD ing third and Guigui second; Bonetli Santa Clara 5 Stanford 4 ' bit to Salberg who fumbled, Bonetli be- ing safe and Fitzsimmons scoring. With In an exciting game played at Palo two on Wilcox tripled, clearing the Alto, Santa Clara defeated Stanford 5-4. bases. I eonhardt scored the sixth and As usual the game was very close, last run in the ninth after walking and the result at no time being certain, being advanced to second on an error, Stanford would lead for an inning or so, to third on a sacrifice and home on a then Santa Clara would tie, and so on squeeze. until the lucky seventh, when the Col- The Summary: I ' gs sneaked over two runs putting SANTA CLARA ' " " " ° " " - " " ° 5-4 score. Jacobs caught; Agnew, Allegeart and AB R H PO A E „ , U.I t • ., „.,,£ 300601 Hartmann each taking a hand in the Salberg, 2b 4 2 2 2 box. jfcobrcf ' .. ' ' ' ::::::::: " .t 2 1 " I I M. Mitchell and Thiele worked for Reams, s9 2 4 1 Stanford, Ganong receiving. Stanford DooUng!d ' . ' ' :::::::;::? S 2 O J S scored twice in the imtlar frame on a Gallagher, c 3 2 1 1 two-base bit, an error, a squeeze and PortSd, rf;;::;:::::2 I I I I two seider ' s choices. Agnew 1 Santa Clara evened matters in the .J,.. 29 " ol2714 5 fourth when Porterfield hit safely, scor- Batted for Reams in ninth. ing Jacobs and Tramutolo. Two errors, ST. MARY ' S walk, a sacrifice and Obear ' s safe AT, r. TT T . A T d r 1 vB u c 1 1 c d St 3 H f or d t wo mo r e r u u s. In AB R H PO A E Simpson, c 5 8 2 their half of the fifth the Varsity added Wilkinson, lb 5 1 2 16 another run; Dooling being Squeezed in Fitzsimmons, ss 2 1 3 , ,, , , , , , ,. , Guigni, 2b 4 10 13 by Salberg after be had reached third Bonetti, If 2 1 on two errors. Santa Clara won the Wilcox, rf 4 2 . . -,.,,, Wallace, 3b 3 3 game in the eighth by bunching three Leonhardt, of 3 2 1 2 jjjts. Dooling, Tramutolo and Zarick Leonard,? 2 4 0 . ,, , 7 ______ being the lucky ones. Total 30 6 5 27 15 The Summary: SUMMARY Runs Hits Errors Three base hits— Wilkinson, Wilcox. Two Santa Clara 56 5 base hits— Leonhardt. Stolen bases — Allegeart, Stanford 44 5 Porterfield. Double plays — Tramutolo to Sal- berg to McGovern. First on errors — St. Mary ' s 2. Baseonballsofif-Allegeartl. Off— Leonard Spjmtys Clpsra O St Mair-v ' 1 2. Struck out by Leonard 7; by Allegeart 2. -5ania lara J ;3I. P ' lary S i Hit by pitcher — Fitzsimmons, Bonetti, Wallace. Leftonbase-SantaClaraS St. Mary ' s 5 Passed i - est game of the season Santa balls — Gallagher. Time — 1 hour and 33 mm. ° Umpire— Harry Walter. Scorer— Boone. Clara College lost to St. Mary ' s College, THE REDWOOD 325 at Freeman ' s Park, Oakland, by the score of i-o. It was undoubtedly a pretty game to witness, both teams putting up an article of ball equal, if not superior, to that put up by any of our Coast League Teams. On its result hinged the Intercolle- giate championship of the Pacific Coast, and how the warriors of the rival col- leges did fight for victory! From the tap of the gong till the last man had been retired it was as clean a cut and hard fought battle as one would wish to see. Many times a single would have tallied one or two men for either team, but that hit was never forthcoming. Leonard again bore the twirling bur- den for St. Mary ' s with Simpson catching. " Tiny, " as in the initial game Vi as very effective, allowing but three scat- tered hits and striking out seven men. Aguew was on the mound while " Zeek " received for Santa Clara. ' ■Toots " twirled magnificent ball, al- lowing but five hits and causing eleven men to sit down via the ozone route. " Aggie " though he lost, heaved a much better g ame than Leonard, having St. Mary ' s heaviest strikers on his stafi . The hard hitting Bonetti whiffed the air thrice while Wilcox swung the same club four times. To show how hard " Aggie " was hit, but three balls went to the outfield, one a foul, another a high one to center and the home run clout of Wilkinson. In the first inning " Jimmie " showed the met tie he was made of. Simpson, the first batter, walked and went to second on Wilkinson ' s infield hit. With a man on first and second and no hands out, " Toots " was certainly in a seemingly bad hole. Fitzsimmons however, struck out, Guigni grounded out, Salberg to McGovern, and Bonetti whiffed the air. Not alone in the first did " Jimmie " pull out of a tight place. In the third after one was down, Wilkinson and Fitzsimmons each singled, and advanced a base on Guigni ' s infield out; but again with men on second and third the heavy hitting Bonetti struck ont. In the seventh two successive hits and a sacrifice put a man on third and second but Simpson was forced to whiff the air at this critical time. In the eighth however, St. Mary ' s broke the tie, when Wilkinson hit over the left field fence for the circuit. Santa Clara also had many chances to score, but with men on bases, St. Mary ' s fielders were invincible. With Porter- field on second and Agnew on first, Zarick hit one over short that would have been a single in any League, but Leonhardt by a beautiful catch and throw doubled " Porter " at second. Por- terfield reached third again in the fifth and eighth, but died there as the next batters were easy outs. Santa Clara ' s rooters were set wild when Salberg walked in the ninth with none down. McGovern attempted a sacrifice but popped to Leonard. Leonard in trying to double Salberg at first, threw wild, Salberg taking second. With " Zeek " at the bat, things looked good for the Red and White. Leonard however, tight- ened up causing " Zeek " to pop a foul to Wallace, who made a pretty catch. Allegeart ended the inning and game by striking out. 326 THE REDWOOD Porterfield ' s hitting and baserunning, Leonhardt ' s playing in center and Zar- ick ' s catch of a foul ball in left field v ere features of the game. This tells the tale of how we lost the series. But say, fellows, don ' t you think it ' s about time? We have held the honors for a long time now, why not take a defeat and get them next year? If St. Mary ' s can hold the championship as long as we have, I ' ll — well they can ' t do it, so there ' s no use in talking about it. However, fellows, get them next year! As " Slip " Boone figured it: SANTA CLARA AB R H PO A E Zarick, If 3 1 Salberg,2b 3 2 10 McGovern, lb 4 6 1 Jacobs, c 4 11 2 Allegeart cf 4 1 Tramutolo, ss 3 2 Porterfield, 3b 3 2 1 1 Dooling.rf 3 Agnew, p 2 1 1 Total 29 3 24 5 1 ST. MARY ' S AB R H PO A E Simpson, c 3 7 Wilkinson, 2b 3 1 3 9 1 Fitzsimmons, ss 4 1 4 Guigni, 2b 4 2 2 Bonetti, If 4 3 Wilcox, rf 4 Wallace. 3b 1 1 2 1 1 Leonhardt, cf 2 1 4 Leonard,? 3 Total 28 1 6 27 8 1 vSUMMARY Home runs — Wilkinson. Stolen bases — Por- terfield 2. Double plays — McGovern (unassist- ed). First on errors — Santa Clara 1, St. Mary ' s 1. Base on balls off — Agnew .5, Leonard 2. Struck out by — Agnew 11, Leonard 7. Wild Pitches — Agnew. Left on Base — St. Mary ' s 8, Santa Clara 5. Time — 2 hours and 10 minutes. LTm- pire — Harry Walter. Scorer — Boone. Harry Walter umpired both games, and handled the indicator fine, not one dispute arising over his decisions. Perhaps it will be of interest to the boys to know the batting average of each individual of the team of ' lo. A.B. H. Aver Jacobs 88 27 .307 Zarick 49 13 .265 Tramutolo 71 16 .225 Porterfield 75 16 .213 Salberg 83 17 .205 Gallagher 10 2 .200 McGovern 76 15 .197 Dooling 32 6 .188 Agnew 28 5 .179 Reams 59 10 .169 Hartmann 7 1 .143 Allegeart 41 5 .122 Irilarry 6 .000 Barry 1 .000 Team Average 625 133 .213 M. S. Zarick, ' 12. THK REDWOOD SAN FRANCISCO THE REDWOOD When in San Jose Visit aS-so Fountain Street, Bet. First and Second San Jose, Cal. •..J».J. 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ANYTHING FROM A PIN TO A PILEDRIVER PROMPT SERVICE I V ♦ 4. • - I - — ♦!♦- " ' V ' • ' ' ' • ' Nace Printing Company The Printers that made All Others Jealous 955 " 96i Washington Street Santa Clara, Cal. 4. I 4 ♦J» -•I«-»Jli-- {»-«J»-»J«-»J»-«J»- -«J»-»J»- J»-«J»--»J»-»J«-»J«- ♦J»-»J»-»J»--«J»-«J»- »J» »♦♦ .. «-• «-. . -» »-{» 4.« «.«St. -«•«.« «-«••-, THE RKDWOOD SANTA CLARA CYCLERY Santa Clara Cou.t y p|g gg |jj|g j ygj Si | le and o«r Cyl- Full line of Bicycles and Sundries Franklin Street, next to Coffee Club Phone Temporary 140 -f DIN! I Wholesale and Retail T :®H BKAI.KR I t FRBSH, SAIvT, SMOKUD, ?ICKI,ED and DRIED FISH J ■♦■ 4- X 520 Merchant Street San Francisco -♦- -f Telephone North 1261 Perfect Satisfaction Guaranteed ise Laundrv Cc 867 SHERMAW STREET I. RUTH, Agent - - - 1037 Franklin Street orge ' s Barber Sh CLEAN SHAVE GOOD HAIRCUTTING Agency Temple Laundry Santa Clara, Cal. I 176-182 South First Street, San Jose Branch at Clark ' s Order your pastry in advance Picnic Lunches -»- - -♦-♦- • R. E. MARSH Dealer la furniture, Carpets, Linoleums, IVlatting, Window Shades, Etc. Upholstering and Carpet Work A Specialty Phone Clay 576 I.O. O. F. Building, Santa Clara, Cal. THE REDWOOD c- jv cr ' V ' (f " ' (KV ' = ' £- ' • ' ' C ' ' Sf ' ' - Cf ' ' if ' ' ' ti ' - C ' C ' ' C ' C (Jf ' - ' Cx ' ' Kif ' Everything for the College FeIlo¥ s America ' s Choicest CLOTHING and MEN ' S FURNISHING GOODS 78 South First St. San Jose, Cal. From our clothing department you can be fitted in any wanted style. Our new line for spring is the most attractive and best tailored models that can be shown anywhere and our prices are a revelation in economy. NEW SPRING HATS — We are ready to serve you with the best. Onr extensive lines and styles cordially invite you to visit this department. OUR NEW HABERDASHERY— Any wanted article can be call for. Be among the first to see our beautiful new assortments. MEN ' S SHOES In New Spring Styles. A visit to this department will reveal to you that the makes and grades we carry are the acme of perfection. The Big Store A ' Whole BlocK Santa Clara MarKet and Lig ' Htston Streets SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA THE REDWOOD Haberdashery Headwear The Home of Hart, Schaffeer Marx Clothes Complete Spring Styles are here and we invite your inspection Santa Clara and Market Sts. San Jose, Cal. If You Want a Finished FOTO HAVE BUSHNELL Take it. The Leader of San Jose Photographers 41 NORTH FIRST STREET SAN JOSE, CAL. BAT AT WHKKLB PICNIC LUNCtiKS 86 K. Santa Clara St. San Jose DR. T. E. GALLUP DENTIST North Main Street, One Block from Car I,ine Phone Clay, 68i Santa Clara, Cal. THE RKDWOOD pay particular attention to the Yoim Fello svs who like ssnart, styiisli clothes, especially those who ifi isK individuality and distinction. We guarantee fit, material, and workmanship. Two Piece S ' uits, $18 to $40 Particular College Tailors Porter Building 12 North Second St. San Jose GOLDSTEIN GO. INCORPORATED ?l? fib Bec0nt0rs sui IL The Largest and Most Complete Costume House on the Coast Official Costiimers for all Theatres in San Francisco, Los Angeles, Seattle and Portland, also Furnishers for Santa Clara Passion Play, Bohemian Club Open Air Festivals and Floral Carnivals on the Pacific Coast. 833 Market St., Lincoln Bldg. San Francisco THE REDWOOD I Say, Fellows! I I BILLY HOBSON ' S Spring Goods have arrived; drop in and look them over. BILLY HOBSON Haberdasher and Hatter Z 24 South First Street San Jose, California A. G. COL CO m ■ifcitmii jgfwicw— gTBM WHOLESALE Commission Merchants TELEPHONE MAIN 309 84 to 90 North Market St., San Jose, Cal. SAN JOSE TRANSFER CO. Moves Everything That is I,oose Phone Main 78 Office — 62 East Santa Clara Street, San Jose. :ccccccccccccThere is Nothing Better Than Ourr:; ::;:::::; :::: ::::: :;:: BOtJQlJET TEAS AT 50 C£NTS PER FOUND Even though you pay a higher price CEYI,ON, ENGI.ISH BRl AKFAST, AND BASKE;T FIRE;d JAPAN F ARMKRS UNION, San Jose r 3| ' " ' ' Variety and at Lowest Prevailing Prices UNIVERSITY DRUG CO. Cor. Santa Clara aud S. Second Sts. Saa Jose THE REDWOOD J. BREITWIESER, Manager The cleanest and most sanitary bakery in Santa Clara Valley. We supply the most prominent hotels. Give us a trial. Our bread, pies and cakes are the best. PHONE MAIN 609 433-435 Vine Street San Jose, Cal. 0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0-© -o-o-o-o-o -o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o -o-o-o 9 To (Sot a (Sood Peri lir ifQ g T GET A KRUSIUS. Guaranteed to be as it ought to be. It it should not prove to be that we will I Q be glad to exchange with you until you have one that is O 9 MANICURE TOOLS, RAZORS 9 A Guaranteed the same way. If you wish to shave easily, and in a hurry, get a QillcftC SafSty RaZOf. A Y The greatest convenience for the man who shaves himself. y 9 V i THE JOHN STOCK SONS 9 Cinners, Hooters and Pluinbei ' s ? Y Phone Main 76 71-77 South First Street, San Jose, Cal. y O Q © -0-0-0-0-00-0- -0-0-00-0-00-0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- -0-0-0-0-0-0-0- O •t- As an Office Man or Merchant t J, 4» Are you interested in the quality, cost and character of the paper used in your clerical department? Of course f ► you are. Then why not buy that line of stationery that combines Ltility, ServlcC and Appearance and at the same i time costs less than any similar lines now on the market, t Today Represeiii llie Most Coii»i»rel»eiisi-ve I.,iMe Sold EVERV ■WANT CAN BE S1L:i»I»I.IE» Ender ' s Dollar Safety Razor Gillett ' s Safety Razors Spalding ' s Sporting Goods Henckel ' s Pocket Knives 138 South First Street San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD IIMMM»BI»l»Mi»WIIW M n«BBlBBBnnBBWiMa»aWIIMMm fl ll lim ' Ml ir i r iL T iaMll l lMltl l li ri SOLE DISTRIBUTORS OF Couisom ' s Poultry an KINGMAN IMPLEMENTS . . Direct From Factory . . ST. JOSEPH ' S BRAND OF CHURCH CANDLES THE CITY STORE Groceries . Hardware . Implements 56-64 SOUTH MARKET ST. SAN JOSE, CAL. yj l ' r- Tj i ST A TI ONERS ll Printers, Booksellers and I Blank Book Manufacturers 5 II 561-571 MARKET STREET, I SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. I THE REDWOOD THE I FRED M. STERN ' lEATHER MAN " I Wallets, Fobs, Toilet Sets, Art Leather, Umbrellas, Etc. Trunks and Suit Cases for Vacation 77 N. First Street San Jose ¥ 244 Stockton Street .,..EYery!li!fig k iOSIC and iosJGel instri!ients..» Manufacturer Byron Mati y Gold Medal Pianos San Francisco, Ca!. Select it at Leati S. Here you ' ll find a most complete and beautiful assortment of new jewelry styles of every sort. Gift ' s from LeBti S are appreciated. W. C. LEAN First and San Fernando Sts. San Jose O-0-O--O-O-C3-0-0-0--O-O-O-O--0-O-0-0-0--C5-O-O-O-0-0--0-O-0-O--O-0-O-0-O--0-0-O T 9 Coffee Roasters Phone John 1231 Tea Importers 6 6 I o 6 6 © 6 6 6 I 9 o 6 6 o 6 6 6 6- WM. McCarthy co. COFFEE, TEA, SPICES o 6 I o 9 San Jose 9 6 0-0--©-0-0-0-0--©-0-©-0-©-0-0-0-©-0--©-0-OS-©-0-©-©-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0- 373 West Santa Clara Sts. THE REDWOOD tfi TT TLJr " WT " " KJS A C " W ¥ " h l f O A AD APPEARS IN " THi: REDWOOD " this month — next month will depend on what business we receive from the Boys. " IT ' S UP TO YOU " TKe Hastings OotKin; Post and Grant A.venue, S. Y. vELLOWS of the yard— It is to your interest to read the ads and patronize the firms whose ads are found in your book. Back tliose up who back you. " The Red vood " TMP RCDWOOD Alumni THE REDWOOD AN educational institution with literary, scientific and philosophical courses of study, was founded in 1855. It was incorporated by the State of California, April 30, 1859, under the style and title of ST. IGNATIUS COLLEGE, and empow ered to confer academical degrees, w ith " such literary honors as are granted by any University in the United States. " The College is conducted by the Fathers of the Society of Jesus. As educators they aim at procuring the develop- ment of both mind and heart. They recognize moral train- ing as an essential element of education, and therefore, while striving to give the youth committed to their charge the higher mental culture, they spare no effort to form them also to habits of virtue. The course of studies prescribed for all embraces the Doctrine and Philosophy of the Catholic Religion, Logic, Metaphysics, Ethics; Mathematics and the Natural Sciences; a complete course of Latin, Greek and English Classics; Elo- cution, History, Geography, Drawing, Modern Languages, and the other ordinary branches of a liberal education. To fit the graduates of the College to take up with greater profit the work of professional schools. Special Courses for the last two undergraduate years have been added to the general course. These include Graphics and Field Work for prospective students of Engineering; Biology for prospective students of Medicine; and Jurisprudence and Constitutional and Legal History for prospective students of Law . There is a course of Elementary Science extending over four years in the High School Classes. It embraces the ele- ments of Physical Geography, Astronomy, Physiology, Botany and Zoology. The Courses of Modern Languages and Free-hand and Mechanical Drawing are a special feature of the High School. There is a complete Commercial Course, including Book- keeping and Stenography. A course of Physical Culture forms part of the regular instruction in all departments. REV. JOSEPH SASIA, S. J. PRESIDENT REV. DENNIS MAHONY, S. J. VICE-PRESIDENT THE REDWOOD I FOSS HICKS CO. I ' $. ' " " " " " " " " ' ' — — - — - II No. 35 West Sauta Clara Street SAN JOSE 1 I Real estate. Eoans i S3 n §. A select and up-to-date list of just such properties as the Home-Seeker and Investor Wants g i5 K p . I Fire. Ofe and Accident iia tlie best Companies | YOUR SPRING SUIT Suits for you, young men — light and cool — little extreme touches here and there — a new cuff, an unusual pocket — that add immensely to their attractiveness. Quiet models, too, if you prefer them. If you like clothes with a touch of individuality in them, see our suits before you go elsewhere. As to the material and making, Pomeroy Bros ' , label is in every garment, which means that for thorough honesty of fabric and workmanship these clothes of ours cannot be surpassed. Prices $15.00 to $40.00 POMEROY BROS. OODS } 49-51 South First Street FURNISHINGS HATS TRAVELING G THE REDWOOD ♦-♦-♦-♦--♦-♦-♦-♦-♦— ♦-♦- ♦3 ♦- ♦--♦-•!♦-♦-♦?-♦-♦-♦ --♦-•; .» ,♦;».,;,-.;.-,;, t ♦i- ige System A private Sanatorium for the care and training of children suffering from Nervous Disorder or Arrested Mental Development. Under the personal management of Antrim iEdgar Osborne M. D., Ph. D. Formerly and for fifteen years Superintendent of the California State Institution for the Feeble Minded, etc. Accomodations in separate cottages for a few adult cases seeking the Rest Cure and treatment for drug addictions. Rates and particulars on application. PAINI.ESS EXTRACTION Res. Phone Clay 13 Office Phone Grant 373 Office Hours — 9 a. m. to 5 p.m Most Modern Apphances CHARGES REASONABLE DR. H. O. F. MENTON DSNXISX Rooms 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Bank Buiiding, over Postoffice Santa Clara, Cal. P. Montmayeur E. Ivamolle J. Origlia 36=38 n. first St. San Jose, Cal. Phone Main 403 •■-M-M-M-M- -M-- 4-f4-«-M " M- Meals at all hours CRYSTAL BAR CIGAR STAND, POOL PARLORS J. C. SCHUXTE. Prop. PRETTIEST PLACE ON THE COAST 43 West San Fernando, San Jose, Cal. THE REDWOOD Cured Her Eyes in T wo Days " Mayerle ' s German Eyewater gave me instant relief and effected a cure in two days. " MISS BONIFACIA VON ECHT, St. Joseph ' s Hospital, San Francisco. At druggrists 50 cents, or send 65 cents to GEOMC K MAl ERI-E Graduate German Expert Optician. Charter Member American Association of Opticians. f f f Market Street., Opp. Hale ' s, San Francisco. K VfKJ Phone Franklin 3379. Home Phone C-4933. STayerle ' s ]Syeglasses are Onaranteed to be Absolutely Correct S. A. ELLIOTT SON Flumbisa , Ximiiii , $ as Pitting Oun aud L,ocl£SiiiltIiIng Telephone Grant 153 902=910 Itiain Strcct, Santa eiara, Cal. Ring up Clay .583 and tell A. I.. SIIAIV To bring you some Hay, Wood, Coal, I ime or Cement Phone Whife 676 NOTLEY YAIiD PACIFIC SHINGLE AND BOX CO. Dealers in Wood, Coal, Hay, Grain, Pickets, Posts and Shakes. Park Avenue, on Ndrrow Gauge Railroad San Jose, Gal. J. C. Mcpherson, Manager PRATT-LOW PRESERVING CO. Santa Clara, California. p agters_of Maimed Frisits and Vegetables Fruits in Glass a Specialty, Jacob Eberhard, Pres. and Manager John J. Eberhard, Vice-Pres. and Ass ' t Manager EMMiASP:JIMiNiNG_ca Tanners, Curriers and Wool Pullers Harness-Latigo and Lace Leather. Sole and Upper Leather, Calf. Kip and Sheepskins Eberhard ' s Skirting Leather and Bark Woolskin Santa Clara, . . _ . . California THE REDWOOD 9 Sophomore Clothes Your satisfaction means more to us than your money When you buy a suit of clothes of us you pay for more a I than just the clothes. e You pay for the satisfactory style, wear and | fit and we propose to see that you get it. We commend to your attention our line of | 9 I Sophomore Clothes | I There are no clothes that we know of that will so nearly meet I 4 your ideas of what good clothes really ought to be. i Prices, $18.00 to $35.00 I SPRING LINE COMPLETE BY MARCH 1. © i THAD. W. HOBSON CO. | I 16-18-20-22 West Santa Clara St. San Jose, Cal. f 9 f Founded 1851 Incorporated i85 S Accredited by State University 1900 College Notre Dame SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA FIFTY-SECOND YEAR Co (Collegiate, Preparatory, Commercial UlOwOi (Intermediate and Primary Classes for Younger Children Rounded 18,9 Notfe DaiTie Conservatory of Music Awards Diplomas Apply for Terms to Sister Superior NEVER OFMFnV 30 YEARS FAILING K LP! CUT THE STANDARD PILES, CHILBLAINS. FELONS. BURNS. ETC. AVALUABLE HOUSEHOLD SALVE. ALL DRUeOISTS HAVE IT OR w 1 1.L OBTAIN ON RECIUCST ACCEPT NO SUBSTITUTES. fr ce 2S Cen s. UNGLEYt MICHAELS CO SAN FRANCISCO. J. G. ROBINSON PHARMACIST Pierce Block Santa Clara, Cal. THE REDWOOD imc I I J Do you want a half tone for a program or pamphlet? None can make it 5 better. 5 I J I S n JcJse Gnqraving Company | 32 Lightston Street San Jose, Cal. I I aliiornia Read the JOURNAL F or thie Local News 913 Franklin Street Santa Clara, Cal. t 1.50 a Year ;; I. RUTH m ams. Bacon, Sausages, Card, Butter, Eggs. etc. 1035-1037 Franklin Street. Cigars and Tobacco THE REDWOOD ademy null II..J I jm«mjiiij«nii Santa lara» €aiifdrnsa THIS institution under the direction of the Sisters of Notre Dame affords special advantages to parents wishing to secure to their children an education at once solid and refined. For further information apply to t t Santa €lara, C aL Sister Superior U ■M-M-f -M- l - -»-M-M-M-M " M- WHOmSAI,B RETAIi; ELY ' S Confectionery, Tee Cream and Soda 1084 Franklin Street Santa Clara KBieP ' S TRANSFER CI AUDE I.. EI.Y Successor to CI,ARK THE REDWOOD Bw. ssmm mmmmnfmmm mm s ' TO THE SIGN THAT SAYS Nuf ced 67-69 SOUTH SECOND ST. SAN JOSE i®®®®®®®®®®®«XS S)(SXs)®® S ® THE REDWOOD WalK-Over SKoes thinking vs. Knowing O matter what others THINK about their shoes, the Walk-Over wearer wimimma m mm KNOWS that hls shocs are satisfactory = NEW LOCATION 41-43 South First Street San Jose J. J. WHELAN Wholesale Grocer 110 MAIN STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. CfodUtd . Awakening (Poem) - - - M. T. Dooling.Jr., A. B., ' og 328 A Letter From the Rev. Richard A. Gleeson, S- J. - - 328 The Pioneer (Poem) Early Actors at Santa Clara Santa Clara in the Early 70 ' s San Francisco (Poem) The Old Administration Building The Flower of Knighthood (Poem) Clay M. Greene, ' 68 332 James H. Campbell, A. B. ' 18 336 Edward White, ' 77, A. M. ' 07 338 Chas. D. South. Litt. D. ' op 340 Rev. James C Sullivan, S. J. 342 Chas. South, Litt. D., ' op 346 Academic Costume in The British Universities Percy Pankhurst, Litt. D, ' op 348 Hon. Bradley V. Sargent, S. M. ' 85 353 Maurice T. Dooling, A. B., ' op 355 359 361 363 364 374 377 Padre Junipero Serra (Poem) His Romance Editorial Comment Exchanges In the Library Alumni - - . . College Notes Athletics Nace Printing Co.t : Santa Clara, CaL Entered Dec. iS, igo2, at Santa Clata, Calif, as second-class matter, under Act r f Congress of March , iSyg. VOL. IX SANTA CLARA, CAL., JUNE, 1910. No. AWAHENING S| you remember ? Ji was hij the sea, €A c nd white lipped wavelets prattled on the shore; heir low voiced murmur, echoed der and der, ame like a prayer breathed half inaudibly — part of ature s vast, dumb litany. Jdly J watched a sea bird £lide before c y dream-veiled eyes, and wheel and dip and soar; hen turned to find your reat eyes bent on me. h, who can name that mioment ' s subtle spell hen in my breast Jlcove quivered, newly born? J trembled as your wavering glances fell Q s one new dead to arth, on some £lad morn, rembles before the £ates of aradise; (For J had glimpsed the soul behind your eyes! . . poolini, S)r., . p., ' 09. 328 THE REDWOOD A li:tti:r from the rev. richard GLEIESON. S. J. Editor op the Redwood: Id deference to insistent requests made of me by the Redwood for some notes regarding Old Students of the College whom I have met in my travels while in quest of funds for the New Universi- ty of Santa Clara, I shall jot down a few items as they come to mind. This can be said, in all truth, that in all places the Old Boys gave myself and Rev. Fr. Kenna a hearty welcome and took up the proposition of the Universi- ty of Santa Clara with great spirit and promised their generous support. You have learned from the newspapers of the activity of the Alumni and Old Students in San Francisco and the splendid work that they are achieving. Heart and soul with them in the work are many distinguished alumni of St. Ignatius, San Francisco, Georgetown University, St. Josephs, Bardstown, Kentucky and the other Colleges. In Los Angeles we found the Hon. John Mott, who is winning great honors for himself as one of the foremost lawyers in the State. J. Vincent Han- non, Esq. who was elected Chairman of the Promotion Committee, is also a prom- inent lawyer in Los Angeles. Mr. Fran- cisco Palmares, for many years and in diverse political governments, the City Assessor for Streets in Los Angeles is an enthusiast in our undertaking. He is an authority on street work and is frequent- ly called to neighboring cities and towns to give expert advice to the Town Coun- cils. Francisco, more familiarly known to the Old Boys as " Pancho, " keeps in touch with the Old Boys in the South wherever he goes and is better acquaint- ed with their whereabouts and their do- ings than any one whom I have met. He is the Secretary of the Committee. Boyle Workman, a successful Banker is Treasurer. Mr. Frank H. Shafer, who was at Col- lege in the seventies and the father of our Art Shafer, is a successful Real Estate man. Hon. Joseph Scott, Ph. D. ' 07, is to the front in every proposi- tion that makes for the welfare finan- cially, socially, and politically of Los Angeles and the entire South. He is heartily in sympathy with the Santa Clara movement and so, too, is Mr. John P. Burke, one of the most hearty, earnest and persevering friends of Santa Clara for many years. Mr. Burke was proffered lately the position of Vice President of The First National Bank, the largest and most influential in Los Angeles. This honor is the greater as it was unsolicited. Mr. Al. Redman who has lately been invited to take a prominent position in another bank, is a native of the town of Santa Clara and worker in the cause of the new College. Mr. Philip Wilson who attended Col- lege after his brother William and who later went to Georgetown is also Presi- dent of a Bank and a very successful THE REDWOOD 329 business man. Lack of time made it impossible for one to look up many other old students in the beautiful City of the Angels. His t,ordship, Right Rev. Bishop Conaty, an Alumnus of the Jesuit College of Sioly Cross, is thoroughly in accord with our project and gave to it his blessing and hearty approbation. In Merced I met Mr. Elmer Smith, B. S. ' 9i, a prominent business man and a " booster " for Santa Clara at all times and in all places. He had just recov- ered from a severe accident in which he had broken his arm. Elmer sold some or all of his water rights in the Hetch Hetchy district and to very good ad- vantage. He took me in his auto to meet Mr. John Olcese, President of the Bank of Merced who is Chairman and Treasurer of the Committes in that County with Mr. Smith as Secretary The Garibaldi Brothers, John and James, famous in College annals as hard students and enthusiastic athletes, James figuring in the first Baseball Team lor several seasons, are in the General Merchandise business and have most of the trade of the County. All promised to get in earnestly and help along the College. Commissioned by Very Rev. H. J. GoUer, S. J., our Provincial, to repre- sent the California Jesuits at the Silver Jubilee celebration of Right Rev. S. J. Glorieux, Bishop of Boise, Idaho, I had the good fortune of meeting several of the Old Boys of the North. In Portland, not to speak of Ed. Con- don, who is well remembered at Santa Clara, and who is in the Real Estate business with his uncle Mr. Michael O ' Brien, I met two prominent physicians, Dr. William Trimble and Dr. J. C. Zan, who in their day at S. C. were great favorites along with another Trimble and two splendid men, Joe Wall, who died whilst following the medical course in the University of Virginia and Dr. Burnett whose most successful career was cut short a year or two since. Both Doctors were heartily in favor of the movement. Dr. Zan proposed a dinner or lunch at which we might gather the Old Boys and talk over matters. Time did not allow this, but I hope to have Rev. Wra. J. Deeney, S. J., a fellow stu- dent of theirs, to gather them and other old boys and organize them in the cause of Higher Education at S. C. C. James F. Twohy, A. B. ' 07, our star second baseman, distinguished literateur, and general all-round favorite I could not find. He is attending to the Port- land end of the clerical work of his Father in the contracting business. Bob Twohy, A. B. ' 08, is up near Seat- tle personally superintending some big project; with him is James Lappin, A. B. ' 08, as his assistant. Rumor has it that they stay awake nights talking of Old College Days. On the car I met a Wm. Parsons, who was at College in the seventies. Domi- nic Zan, who was at College in 1882-85, is a successful business man in Portland. The City itself is growing rapidly and solidly and has a great future before it. Besides the Italian Parish in the City the Jesuit Fathers have opened a Church 330 THE REDWOOD and School under the invocation of St. Ignatius in the East Side. Whilst at present outside of the densely populated districts, this beautiful site is bound to become soon the center of a very respectable resident district. Boise I found a very beautiful and thriving City. The festivities in honor of the Bishop ' s Jubilee took on a civic appearance and all, without regard to race or creed united to honor a man who, as all attest, has done more for the advancement socially, financially and spiritually of Boise and the whole State than any other one man. I found here Wra. Regan, ' 03, who occupies the post of Cashier in one of the prominent City banks. John Regan, A. B. ' 02, who is attending to his Father ' s business was really the Gener- alissimo of the whole celebration. This fell upon him in a manner, as the Grand Knight of the K. of C. I doubt if a younger man has ever held in any Council of this Order so prominent an office. He acquitted himself nobly of his many duties. I had the happiness of being the guest of his gracious Father and Mother in their beautiful home. John presided as Toast Master at the Evening Banquet at which one Arch- bishop, four Bishops, two Monsignori, the Governor of the State and the Mayor of the City, and representatives from the Army, from the Supreme Bench, and from the principal walks of life, were entertained by the Knights of Columbus. As Toast Master, John acted as a veteran. His words of welcome were clear-cut, timely and pregnant with thought and feeling. He was no less happy in introducing His Grace, Arch- bishop Christy of Portland, His Excel- lency the Governor, and the other speakers. He had asked me to replace V. Rev. Fr. Provincial, who was unavoidably absent, in speaking to the toast, " The Future. " In his introductory remarks he spoke beautifully and feelingly of the Old College, My very brief response to the Toast was well received and I think gave pleasure to all. I could not help thinking as I saw John conducting himself with such ease and grace that his training in the College societies, the J. D. S. and later on in the House and Senate, were serving him in good stead. I met in this City Mr. Wm. Goulder, a venerable nonagenarian, the oldest living preceptor of Santa Clara College, having taught here under the saintly founder of the College, the Rev. Fr. Nobili. He is bright and vigorous and can still recall not only the old Faculty but nearly all the students of his day. He promises to send The Redwood a copy of his recent work on Idaho which is full of personal and very interesting reminiscences. Another old boy, — a schoolmate, of Rev. Fr. Kenna, — is Mr. Richard Storey Sheridan, one of four brothers who came from the wilds of Oregon in days when it meant heroism on their part and great generosity and devotion to Christian education on the part of their THE REDWOOD 331 parents to send them to College. He was only a lad at the time and a stage ride of over 200 miles brought him to the nearest railroad station. Mr. Sheri- dan is the brilliant and successful Editor of the Boise Evening Capital News. One word on Idaho. It was a revela- tion to me. The State has developed wonderfully and there is a big future before it. Irrigation has opened up vast tracts of land and the desert is literally blooming like the rose and bustling towns are rising on all sides. But I must close as I have gone far beyond my bounds. Later, if you wish, I may take up my journey to other parts. Affectionately, Richard A. Gi eeson, S. J. 332 THE REDWOOD THE PIONEER A MONODY BY AN EXII,K Delivered by Clay M. Greene (Santa Clara ' 68) at a Dinner given by The California Society of New York, February 20, 1910 EAR where a signal tower o ' erlooked the West, Perched high upon the city ' s Northern slope, To find afar on fair Pacific ' s breast Flecks of dull canvas, harbingers of hope To waiting Pioneers,— there was I born. My first cry mingled w ith the prouder one,— Nigh sixty years agone this winter morn, — Of lovers two, who hailed a first born son. Here, fanned by breezes from the Golden Gate, That sang soft melodies of promise, I Was by this happy twain foresworn to fate That promised only honored memory. So dreamed away the hours, these newly wed. And pictured only gloss for them and me, Dimmed by no cloud as onward I was led To limn — they thought,— a city ' s history. This love-time dream of theirs w as unlf ulfilled ; The boy w on neither affluence nor fame; Still, grew to find his very musings thrilled With even mention of that City ' s name. Ah, blessed years between the then and now! For he remembers w hat but fools forget; Long ere the silver threads had found his brow, His soul stored youth-lore that is living yet. THE REDWOOD 333 For exile came. The lure of Fancy ' s gleam Beckoned Ambition with its guileful hand. Leaving to Memory ' s fantastic dream To hold that soul unto his Wonderland. Ah, cherished lore of that wild, reckless youth! Ah, wondrous dreams that lull the fight with time! Under their spell the braggart ' s lies are truth. And there ' s no plaint of age to halt my rhyme. Speed on, O pen that scoffs the weight of years ! Paint me word pictures Memory can tell; Make me kaleidoscopes of laughs and tears, And let who feels Time ' s burden think of hell. Years are no burden to the soul that thrills With love, or sport, or thirsts that make him tight, And in the clouds above my city ' s hills. Let me be drunk with Memory to-night. Where mounts the Spreckel ' s lofty tower in air, I saw tall, bushy sandhills cleared away; Where the Flood building rears were copses, where I played, and idled many a truant day. From w here the city ' s mail is daily sped I could have shot an arrow in a lake Where oftentimes my play-day friends I led To revel in my first boat ' s shining wake. I do remember when the city ' s dead Were laid, where now are built the halls of Rule, Near a morass, where youthful Nimrods fed Their first Rooseveltian blood -thirsts out of School. Where my beloved Bohemia ' s temple ' s rising. Were shaded pathways up a wooded hill, Which, slow I treaded, freedom sacrificing. Unto my first school, oft against my will. 334 THE REDWOOD There were Chinese, Alien and Coon are horded, On Powell Street and Jackson, they baptized me; There, later on, I heard those gently worded Exordiums of Sunday School that Christianized me. One Sunday, I remember just as clearly As though today it were, the city trembled When long unbridled crime had played too dearly. And those stern men of Vigilance assembled. I saw the obsequies of murdered King ; My father held my hand with bated breath, And pointed out the throng in stolid swing That launched his slayer, — Cor a too — to death. I do remember my first candidate,— Fremont, — and chose him through a mother ' s voice. I later marched to mourn o ' er Lincoln ' s fate, And down the years upheld his party ' s choice. My boyhood ' s w ondering years heard that first cheer That hailed a cabled one from o ' er the sea; I heard that other cry of joy and fear That hailed three million men of bondage free. I felt the tenseness of rebellion rife, And cheered full many a gallant battle done; Then heard the first news of an ended strife Proclaiming that two flags again were one. The ground first opened to the metal bars I saw, whereon our baby tramways sped; I joined the throng that cheered the first steam cars, Proving the San Jose Stage Coach Line dead. So could I wander on, and muse, and fill A tome with picturings of what I saw;— But now there comes again that deadening thrill That one day chilled my soul ' gainst Heaven ' s law. THE REDWOOD 335 Upon an isle warmed by a tropic sea, My merry soul became a cheerless void, For, flashed across the deep, there came to me The tidings, " San Francisco is destroyed! " My boyhood ' s home; my youthful haunts; my trysts, Where appetites, ambitions, hopes were fed. All burned away, to mingle with the mists Of History, and all but Memory dead ! O, San Francisco, city of my birth ! I was not there to w eep and throb with you ; I was not there to dig away the earth Amid gaunt ruins, that you might be new. I never saw thy rise to greater fame. Nor told thy surried lines of structures grand; Stranger thou art to me, save but in name But thou art my birthplace still in Memory ' land. There were my sw eethearts wooed; there was I w ed; There w ere my children born — life ' s w ork begun; There rest the ashes of my cherished dead. Waiting to welcome mine when life is done. But, ere that be, there is a cherished wish Deep in my heart, that ere it be too late. It may be mine again to hear the swish Of my Pacific ' s w aves on Golden Gate. I would again make Fond Regret ' s amends For that I ever kept so long astray ; Find my old haunts; revel with old time friends, And dream the merry days and nights away. Then, where that signal tower once watched afar Again I ' d stand, and gazing out to sea, Cry " Home, thank God! Once more hath Empire ' s Star Pointed a way to peace and rest for me! " Clay M. Greene, ' 68. 336 THE REDWOOD EARLY ACTORS AT SANTA CLARA FROM the days when Clay Greene and John T. Malone were the twin luminaries of the college, for a long period of years a very stimulat- ing interest was taken in the college by the people of the County and by the friends of the college in general. At every entertainment the college theatre was packed. Every seat not only on the main floor but also in the gallery was filled and a large number was usu- ally forced to stand. It is easy for such an audience to be enthusiastic so it should not be surprising if the delight of such friendly auditors made some of the performers put an unduly high estimate on their talent. Of the extent to which this was justified I will speak later. Many of the students who come from without the County have now I believe a somewhat extended acquaint- ance among the people of San Jose, much greater than in those earlier days, but it seemed as if the more prominent students had each a very large clientele if we may so call it, who took a special in- terest in his advancement and applauded his eflforts with special fervor, without ever having spoken to him. I have seen the large stage almost literally cov- ered with bouquets in honor of students who had scarcely an acquaintance in the audience. To merit and retain the good opinion of their unknown friends was the very natural ambition of the fortunate ones; to attain a place within the favored circle was the ambition of the general mass of students. Certainly nothing stimulates an actor or speaker more than to see a great crowd of expectant faces beaming their good will upon him; to know that every auditor wishes him success and is predisposed in his favor, and will applaud every good point with cordial energy. It was in a way fortunate that Mr. Greene left about the time when Mr. Malone ' s dramatic talent was near its zenith as otherwise there would have been an embarassing rivalry between two men who were both highly gifted in the same line of dramatic action The retirement of Mr. Greene left Mr. Malone in full possession of the field. There was no competitor for the first part in any tragedy. He reigned alone. In humorous plays " Joe " McQuade as we always called him was the star. No one claimed to be his equal and yet on one important occasion the leading part in a comedy was given to another for the reason that " Joe " , like many humor- ous men was very sensitive, and had taken offense at some fancied afiront and withdrawn from the Dramatic Socie- ty. Joe was an excellent mimic espe- cially of dialect and irresistibly funny. It was observable then, as now, that those interested in the drama were also interested in the debating societies, but pre-eminence in the drama did not usually mean pre eminence in debate. Still those who gave most attention to their diction and manner of speaking in de- THE REDWOOD 337 bate were as a rule the leaders in the drama. John T. Malone however never gave much attention to debate and seemed to have no ambition to excel in that line. Stephen M. White on the other hand apparently wished to gain proficiency as a practical rather than an ornamental or rhetorical speaker but cared very little for the drama and never gained any renown in it. Mr. D. M. Delraas, as the college tradition goes, was a leader or rather the leader both in the debates and on the stage. The dra- matic talent of Mr. John Waddell was recognized even in those early days as well as his skill as a costumer, but his almost painful modesty stood in his way as a debater. I suppose that it sometimes happens now that those who take part in the dramatic performances are called upon as editors of the Redwood to criticize the same and give credit where it is justly earned. In the days of which I am speaking, it chanced that the person to whom this function was assigned, had the first part in the comedy of the even- ing but in the tragedy which followed, his part had no other designation than " Third Senator " and his full role em- braced only these words, " I, too, sire, " or others of similar import. The editor omitted any mention of his own per- formance in the comedy but after giving generously to all others, affected to have discovered a rising light on the tragic stage. In an elaborate preamble, he called attention to the fact that great genius was often detectible in the man- ner of portraying even the humblest role and added that he took great pleas- ure in predicting the splendid success of the gentlemen who took the part of the " Third Senator; " that his tone, his attitude, the manner of his utterance and delivery left no doubt in the mind of any one, that the palm of dramatic triumph was his, if he should conclude to adopt the stage as a profession, and that talent such as his brought with it a responsibility to use it for the benefit of mankind. The editor argued afterward with mock seriousness in defense of his course, that it was the duty of a dramatic editor to recogni ze and encourage talent wherever he observed it even though it should be in himself. James H. Campbell, A. B., ' 78. 338 THE REDWOOD SANTA CLARA IN THE EARLY 70 ' S CONDITIONS at Santa Clara Col- lege in 1870 were very different from what they are today. California at that time was just emerging from what is known as the pioneer, pastoral, or as it has sometimes been called, the heroic period of her history and had entered another period, the agricultural. Conditions at Santa Clara partook largely of the spirit of the times. Near- ly all the Students were descendants of those hardy pioneer men and women, who dared the perils of the plains and the dangers of the ocean to form on this Western Slope the great State of Cali- fornia. In character the Students were generous to a fault and quick to resent an injury. The young men who were in the first division were more advanced in years and larger physically than the average student of today, owing, in the first place to the fact that opportunities for obtaining an early education were much less than at present, and in the second place the opportunities for physi- cal development in the daily avocation of life were greater than today. The style of dress at Santa Llara was very plain, outside of a uniform worn by the members of a Military Company. No one afi " ected any style. Peg top pants and the up to date clothing of today were unknown and the plain attire of those days would seem strange indeed compared with the dress of to-day. There were a great many young men attending Santa Clara in the early ' 70s, who have been very prominently identi- fied with the political, financial and social history of our State; among these were James H. Campbell, since District Attorney of Santa Clara County; John T. Malone, v. ' ho achieved fame as an actor; Jas. I,. Flood, Jas. V. Coleman, Henry Callaghan, Stephen M. White and others. There were many professors of note in those days: The Rev. Father Young was professor of English, was beloved by all and will be remembered by his old pupils as a most devoted and con- scientious teacher, a true friend and Christian gentleman; Father Bayma, celebrated as a great philosopher and mathematician; Father Varsi was President and though very firm and dignified was always just and very much loved and respected by all. Father Cicchi as professor of chemistry, was very thorough in his methods and was a general favorite with his class. In the fall of ' 70 the present dormi- tory building was opened for occupancy. The first public entertainment was given in the present theatre in the spring of ' 71. Father Carreda was one of the most prominent members of the faculty in those days, he had many duties to per- form and he always did them well. He was one of the most even tempered men THE REDWOOD 339 I ever knew, nothing seemed to disturb him, and in a quiet way he always enjoyed a joke. It was his duty every day at dinner to read out the lines for " letter A " and one could almost detect a sly twinkle in his eye as he pro- nounced sentence on the unlucky de- linquent. He was a man of wonderful energy and as Prefect of studies, director of the band and with other duties to perform, he was indeed a busy man. But with it all he always had time for a pleasant word. Taken all in all, Santa Clara in those early ' 70 ' s was a happy community and although there was a good deal of hard work and we thought we had our troubles, still, in looking back I think there are none of those who are now living but will all agree that it was indeed a happy period in our lives and the friends made and associations formed will last as long as life shall endure. Edward White, ' 71, A. M., ' 07. 340 THE REDWOOD SAN FRANCISCO A SONG OF THE SEA ADY of the Golden Gate, I, the Regnant Sea, Amorous of thee. Fain would have thee be Queen of my infinite estate. E ' en now thy fortune and thy fate Abide with me, the imperial Sea ! Girded thou for high emprise ! Thine the gold -veined hill, Treasure-bedded rill, Vine that doth distil Nectar ambrosial; thine the fairest skies. And patriarch pines ancient as Paradise, While fruits world-coveted thy lap do fill. Be my Queen, O Lady fair ! Then from land to land, Shall, at thy command. Speed my snowy band — Fleet coursers of the sea and air — To fetch thee garments rich and rare. And Orient pearls and gems from the coral strand . THE REDWOOD 341 Continents I cleft in tAvain, Ere my love I saw; But, while Panama Sphere to sphere shall draw, The shells of Tritons may, in fitful strain. Proclaim thy nuptials to the fond old Main, While round my brimming gourd glad nations draw. Lady, where thou keepest state On thy throne of gold. Thou shalt have and hold Wealth undreamed of old In reaches of the Arts that come elate To thy congenial home, where, through thy Gate Flow sun and gilded wave together rolled. Be indifferent no more! Greater shalt thou be, Wedded thus to me. Than Venice, when that she Reigned mistress all my kingdom o ' er In the dim centuries of yore. And shared her glory with her spouse, the Sea! Chas. D. South, Litt. D. ' 09. 342 THE REDWOOD THE OLD ADMINISTRATION BUILDING St. Mary ' s Rectory, Pendleton, Ore- gon, May 2, 1910. My dear Editor: Your letter of April 26, 1910, written in the interest of the forthcoming Alumni number of the Redwood, to appear in June, came to hand Saturday last, April 30, and I hasten to comply at the earliest possi- ble opportunity with its earnest request for some historical memoirs connected with the old adobe Mission dwelling of Santa Clara College upon which was erected the administration building de- stroyed by fire last December. The Santa Clara Mission dwelling in question was put up by the Indian neophytes under the direction of Padres Antonio Murguia, O. F. M., and Jose Viader, O. F. M., commencing from the year 1818 or ' 19, and stood completed in 1822, and on the nth day of August of that year, the eve of the feast of Santa Clara, titular of the Mission, the dwell- ing was blessed; and the then new adobe church of the Mission, at the dwelling ' s north end, was dedicated on the same day. These mission buildings of Santa Clara together with others near by, such as the " California Hotel, " so called in after years, and the " Monastery, " which stood on the west side of the S. A. A. campus, formed the third con- structions of this Mission, on its third and last site also. The California Hotel disappeared in 1906, consequent on the earthquake of April 18 of that year; and the Monastery had preceded it in re- moval some twenty or so years. This third Franciscan dwelling — con- vent, I presume would be the ecclesias- tical name — was one story in height, as usual in most all dwelling structures of the mission period. It ran southerly from the church, with east frontage at that, was, say, 170 feet in length, 35 or 40 in width from outer wall to outer wall, and contained some 15 apartments, of varying size, from the single small sleeping apartments of the Brethren, to the dormitories, store rooms, school rooms, reception rooms, etc., of the Mis- sion. Father Junipero Serra, O. F. M., the founder and first president of all the missions of Alta California, had not been present at the opejiing of the Santa Clara Mission at its first location, or site, at Laurel Wood, known by its Indian name Socoistica also, as also as Thamien, — 2% miles about to the north east; but he was present there some months later. He was present both at the starting of the Mission at its second site, or location, at Gergjiensun, Valley of Oaks, and at its completion — year 1781 and 1784; but he was not present at the inception of these third buildings, the last location, for he had died shortly after the completion and dedication of the second Mission of Santa Clara in 1784, whereas the third buildings were started only in 1812 or so, and complet- ed in 1822. THE REDWOOD 343 In this dwelling, this convent of the Third Historical Mission structures of Santa Clara, dwelt most of the Francis- can padres figuring in the history of the Santa Clara Mission — Fathers Viader, Murguia, Sarria, Gonzales, Sanchez, Magin Catala, Mercado, Real, and others, too, whose names, in ab- sence of documents, I cannot now re- call. Some of these, as, for instance, Sarria and Gonzalez, were scarcely more than visitors at the establishment. But the old convent, nevertheless, had been honored and sanctified by the presence and at least teynporary dwelling of them all and many another (not men- tioned for lack of space and memory) of that noble Franciscan band — the pio- neers of pioneers of our well-beloved California. I mentioned above that the dwelling was only one story, and that means about 12 or 14 feet. It was roofed with tiles like the church, tiling being the common roofing of those days through- out California; thatching being some- times but only rarely used. When Father John Nobili, S. J., was given the Mission Church and buildings of Santa Clara in 1850 for the purpose of opening a college for the English- as well as Spanish-speaking boys of the State of California, he at once set about utilizing the buildings of the Mission for that purpose. The convent proper stood him in good stead. Here were most of the first oflaces and school rooms and dormitories of that early day. But be- fore he could come into the full posses- sion of even this part of the entire Mis sion property he had to have recourse to many a payment by way of quit-rent and compromise; for during the last years preceding his occupancy, not only were there bona fide dwellers in these buildings, such as the English consul, Mr. James Alexander Forbes and his family, but also there had come in many squatters and intruders; and this whole state of things had to be changed and done away with before Father Nobili could see his way to set about that adaptation of the buildings to education- al work in its primitive stages, which we have indicated above, he did finally accomplish. Little by little, God favoring, things grew better and developed apace. One improvement was made after another, one step forward after another. The purchase (or rather re purchase of his own from squatters) of the " California Hotel " was made, and it was turned into the first dormitory for the large boys, or First Division. Then the old dormitories of the convent dwelling south of the church, — the two or three of them, in charge of Mr. Pascal, Mr. Bulkley and the other old time teach- ers and prefects, were vacated or turned to other uses; and the old-time pump, near where later on the fish pond, and still later the statue of the Sacred Heart stood, was no more patronized by the older pupils just out of dormitory for a morning wash there at the " mill race " in the open. But after all it was in this respect of the morning ' s wash, only like a shift of scene — more in keeping so with those early California days of 344 THE REDWOOD the mining camps and general rough- ing it; for even at the " California Hotel " there was for many a day no inside wash room, but only a shed in the yard, with a long stand where, drawing their own supply from a pump close by, the boys performed their morning ablu- tions, in the open, more or less, still. Yet it was withal a change for the better and an advance, following the " west- ward course of empire " in that general tendency towards ameliorati on of condi- tions. Returning to the scene of the " mill- race, " it was not so very long after the change of dormitory to the California Hotel, — thoroughly renovated and adapt- ed as Father Nobili had had it, that other " changes in advance " took place within the college precincts: the first chapel. Father Nobili ' s as it was called; the old — then the new — theater and gymnasium combined, this latter the construction of Father Felix Cicaterri, the successor of the lamented Father Nobili when death had taken him off by lock-jaw resulting from a rusty-nail wound in the foot got while supervis- ing the construction of that first chapel. These advances, and other minor ones, prepared the way for the great change as it might well be called, which came with the advent of Father Burchard Villiger in the early sixties of the last century. On Father Villiger ' s arrival at Santa Clara from old Mary- land in 1861 or 1862, he, as the new president of Santa Clara, took in the need of ampler accommodations, and he at once determined to build such. He it was put up the lately burned build- ing, — described as the " administration building, " in the reports of the fire; and he directed Mr. Hugh McKeadney, the architect, to construct that building on the old Mission convent-dwelling as a foundation; the solid walls of which, three feet or so in thickness, perfectly answered the purpose of a substantial foundation. Many were the uses and needs which that old abobe foundation-story served after that: — some of those uses were no doubt a continuance of what had been before the upper wooden structure, the residence of the college faculty, had been erected thereon. Here were still the parish priest ' s oflBces, at the north east end; the oflQce of Brother John Baptist Boggio, S. J., the college in- firmarian, adjoining the oflBce of the parish priest; the porter ' s lodge, so long occupied by Brother Jean Marie PoUi- nais, gardner also, who kept the a w, the interior garden and its arbors and walks in such perfect trim; the treasur- er ' s office, connected so intimately in the mind of old-timers with the re- membrance of good old Father Grego- ry Mengarini and the weekly stipulated allowance to the students of their 25c of pocket money; the first printing office, at the south west interior rooms, the place where the college catalogues were struck oflF for many a year, and where the first number of the venerable Owl, the college magazine of those early days, and predecessor, in that title, of the present Redwood, was printed, — and after some time all the other num- THE REDWOOD 345 bers were issued thence likewise. In the same building the first novitiate of the Society of Jesus in California was located, in that portion which after- wards was used part as the Room of Mission Relics and part as lodging rooms for the lay brothers. It was in one of those old time rooms of the convent- dwelling adjoining the treasury office, to the south, that dear old Mr. Pascal lived for many years; there he taught violin; and there, in the peace of the Lord and fortified with all the Sacra- ments of the departing soul, he gave up his sweet and pious soul to his Creator. In that same old building, at its souther- most end, were the first winery and olive-oil press of the college, where Brother Charles Asti pressed the Mis- sion grape and the Mission olive so many a fruitful season. The above are just a few of the dear and precious memories of that old Mis- sion convent and dwelling of the Fran- ciscan Fathers of that olden time, a spot hallowed by thelivesof a Magin Catala.a Viader, a Murguia, and by at least the visits and the sometime presence of a Gonzalez, a Sarria and a Duran. Around its walls were hanging also the later memories of the pious Archbishop Alemany, of the devoted Jesuit Fathers Nobili, Accolti, Devos, Congiato, Masnata, Carredda, Young, Raffo, Bixio, Bosco, Piccard,Villiger, Traverse,. Varsi, Imoda and Pinasco, and of such humble and yet heroic servants of the common Masrter as Brothers Favero, Brown, Peretti, Lakebrink, Bondielli, Farrell, O ' Flynn, Keenan and the latest taken from our midst, — " gathered to his fathers, " Brother Joseph Staggi. From heaven may all those worthy servants look down on us still wander- ers on the way; or if any of them be yet held in the cleansing flames of pur- gatory, may God grant them pardon and rest. Amen. Rev. James O ' Sdluvan, S. J. 346 THE REDWOOD THE FLOWER OF FLNIGHTHOOD (poem read at the recent convention of knights of COLUMBUS IN SAN JOSE) here are several hundred billion ways to size a man aright — But there ' s only one good formula for picking out a Knight. You can tell a man from Frisco by his open-handed way When he strikes you for a thousand on that Exposition lay. You can tell a Southern Angel by the wings he hasn ' t got, And his megaphonic boast about the blooming land of Scott. You can tell a San Josean by a rose upon his breast — Which he stole from Santa Clara, where the roses grow the best. You can spot the man from Oakland by his w ail that w retched Fate Ran the Census Marshal in before the town annexed the State. You can pick the Boston Yankee by the brogue that shames the Dutch — You can always tell a " K. C. " — but you cannot tell him much. When you want to find a " K. C. " and you want to find him bad— You ' ll be shy a certain specimen— the creature can ' t be had. If you want to find a " K. C. " why, the simplest sort of plan Is to order up a sample of the highest type of man. When you find a man of morals, find a man of civic pride. Find a man who loves his country more than all the world beside— Find a sterling man of conscience, find a champion of the right; You wUl hardly be in error if you call that man a Knight. If you want to be as certain as it ' s possible to be— Let your scrutiny extend a little more than one degree — Find a man who loves his brother, find a man of noble heart — One, in all the works of mercy, who performs the Christian part— THE REDWOOD 347 Unafraid to prove the Faith and undismayed by those who mock — One with character as soHd as the everlasting rock — Man of virtue, man of honor, walking fearless in the light — When you meet a man like that, why, 10 to 1, he is a Knight. When you find a man who travels the good path our Fathers trod — Man who fears the pall of error and who loves the smile of God- When you find a man obeying the commandments one to ten, With the Roman six, and all the laws of human justice then — When you see the cross and anchor on his patriotic shield — At his side the stainless sword that only Virtue ' s hand may wield — He ' s a follower of the Genoese who spread the Faith afar— The Genoese who gave our flag its every stripe and star;— Who found a world and gave that world to you and you and me— Gave all the land to smile beneath the banner of the Free. So shall you find a " K. C., " and you ' ll always find him right — For he ' s " every inch a man, " and therefore " every inch a Knight. " Chas. D. South, Litt. D., ' 09. 348 THE REDWOOD ACADEMIC COSTUME IN THE BRITISH UNIVERSITIES TENNYSON has well described England as " A land of settled government A land of just and old renown, Where Freedom slowly broadens down From precedent to precedent. " " From precedent to precedent " is the keynote of many old English customs and ways, one of which passing back into the dim mists of antiquity is the form and manner prescribed for wearing academic dress as found in the English Universities. Oxford and Cambridge, as befits their priority in age, take the lead in keeping this ancient custom be- fore the public eye — the cap and gown being worn in the streets of these old towns by all persons ' in statu pupillari ' , and the dress has been copied with more or less diflference in detail by more modern universities until it has become a recognised right that all academic de- grees throughout the British Empire should confer upon their possessors the right of wearing upon public occasions, connected with university or other edu- cational institutions, such academic dress as the senate of their own universities may prescribe. The academic dress consists of three part s: cap, gown, and hood; each of which will be treated in detail. The college cap or trencher (often nicknamed " mortar-board " ) consists of a closefitting scull piece of black cloth surmounted by a board, covered with black cloth, above which is sewn a black silk tassel, and is worn by gradu- ates and undergraduates alike. It is said to be derived from the ancient bir- rus of old Rome — a small shoulder cape with a close-fitting hood of stifi material for covering the head. From this also is derived the biretta (or little birrus) dating from about the middle of the fifteenth century, as also the modern doctor ' s cap of velvet, without the board and bearing a small tuft of silk in place of the long tassel. The academic gown is considered to be a survival of the tarbardus (from which also comes the tabard of modern heralds and from which that of mediaeval knights was derived) a heavy outer cloak of rough material once worn by poor peo- ple; it became, when adopted by doctors of mediaeval times, a long flow- ing garment of many folds intended to distinguish their standing as clergy. Three forms are in use; firstly, the undergraduate ' s gown made of stuff reaching to the knee, the shoulders smocked, and without sleeves; secondly, bachelor ' s gown, somewhat longer than the undergraduate ' s and having sleeves like a surplice; thirdly the master ' s gown, used also for higher degrees (for ordinary wear) which may be of silk or stuff, reaching almost to the ankles, the sleeves close-fitting and cut off at the THE REDWOOD 349 elbow, from which hang long append- ages finished at the end with half-moon curves. All the above gowns are black in colors, with the exception that at St. Andrews ' , Aberdeen, and Glasgow the students wear scarlet gowns, and at Trinity College, Cambridge, where the undergraduates ' gowns were formerly of violet. Doctors, on occasions of ceremony, wear scarlet gowns of full shape with wide sleeves, the front and sleeves be- ing edged with silk of a different color to distinguish the faculty. We now come to the most ornate part of the academic dress, viz the hood. On this subject, the Rev. Dr. Wood- ward., F. S. A. Scot., a well-known authority on this and on the the subject of heraldry, says, " The Academical Hood, which has become a quasi- ecclesiastical vestment, originated in the almuce, or amyss, which was worn (simply for warmth) by the Canons, c., of collegiate churches, in the offices, and which, under the name of mozetta, is still used by Canons and other ecclesiastics of the Roman Com- munion. It consisted of two parts: the tippet, or cape, worn round the shoul- ders, reaching nearly to the elbow, and buttoned upon the breast; and the cowl or hood proper, which was attached to the tippet. Both were made of cloth or silk, according to the season, and were lined with furor silk of varying colours. These variations in material and colour became later a convenient mode for in- dicating the academical degree of the wearer. " University hoods, as worn now-a-days are distinguished in two ways, first by the shape, and secondly by the colour. As regards the former, two main lines are followed, that of the simple elongat- ed cowl like that in use at Oxford, Edinburgh, and Durham for the M. A. degree, and that of the combined cowl and tippet (this latter a fiat square-cut portion to which the cowl is affixed,) such as is worn at Cambridge, lyOndon, and St. Andrews for the M. A. degree. Practically all British Universities follow the Cambridge model for their Doctor ' s hoods. To give a list of the different hoods according to their colours would be a large order. They vary through all the colours of the rainbow and many inter- mediate shades. Only the main outlines can be treated. Bachelors ' hoods are usually of black silk or stuff, bordered with white fur or with coloured silk to distinguish the Faculties. Masters ' hoods are generally of black silk lined with a distinguishing colour, white, red, blue, green, yellow brown, violet — all are in use by differ- ent Universities. The M. A. hoods most frequently seen in this country are the white-lined hood of Cambridge and the red-lined one of Oxford. Doctors ' hoods are somewhat larger and more full, nearly always of scarlet material lined with the distinguishing colour of th e faculty. Appended is an excerpt from the 350 THE REDWOOD Aberdeen University Calandar giving the University regulations on the sub- ject of academic dress, quoted here be- cause Aberdeen only recently remodelled its costume on what may be called the most generally approved modern method. " The Gowns are the same in all the Faculties, viz., Black Silk or Stuff; as are the Caps (trenchers). The distinc- tive part of the Costume is in the Hoods, which fur the different Degrees are as follows: M. A.— Black Silk, lined with White Silk. D. Lift. ) Scarlet Cloth, lined with D. Phil, j White Silk. B. Sc. — Black Silk, lined with Green Silk. B. Sc. Agr.— Black Silk, edged with Green Silk. D. Sc— Scarlet Cloth, lined with Green Silk. B. D. — Black cloth, lined with Purple Silk. D. D. Scarlet Cloth, lined with Purple Silk. B. L,. — Black Silk, edged with pale Blue Silk. L. ly. D. — Scarlet Cloth, lined with pale Blue Silk. M. B. — Black Silk, lined with Crim- son Silk. M. D.— Scarlet Cloth, lined with Crimson Silk. For full dress, doctors wear gowns of scarlet cloth with silk facings of the colours peculiar to their Degrees: White, Green, Purple, Pale Blue, or Crimson. With these, no Hoods are worn, and instead of the ordinary Trenchers, Black Velvet Caps. " The regulations of most English Uni- versities are on similar lines — each choosing its own run of colours for lin- ing the hoods and following either the Oxford or Cambridge model for form and shape. The Universities and Col- leges of America have, in most cases, not kept up the ancient dress, which to a graduate of an older University seems rather a pity, but ' quot homines tot sent en- tiae. " Percy Pankhurst, Utt. D. ' 08. THE REDWOOD 351 PADRi: JUNIPERO SERRA ' Twas not gold he sought, nor jewels, such as flash on beauty ' s breast; ' Twas not land he wished, nor pow er, but of souls he came in quest. Not encased in gleaming armor, bullet proof from head to heel; For he knew his cord and habit were a better mail than steel. No, he came as Christ ' s Apostle, with a crucifix in hand To announce the gladdest tidings to a wretched pagan land; ' Twas for this he ' d left his kindred, left the vine-clad hills of Spain, And for months the v aves had breasted of the wild Atlantic main. To announce how God in Heaven left His great white throne above To become the sinner ' s Saviour, by the Cross to win his love. He came to teach the Indians, how to live and how to die; To pour oil on sores that festered, wipe the tears from sorrow ' s eye. When he came the timid natives fled at first, then gazed with awe For their minds were dazed beholding all the wonders which they saw. But w ith w ords of sweet persuasion, all their rising fears were lulled; Fruits, the richest of salvation, soon the father ' s hands had culled. Day by day his flock augmented, Love and Faith, his only sword And from far they gathered round Him from His lips to hear God ' s word. Serra, like the son of David, would a house of worship raise. Where with sacrifice and incense he might give our God due praise. Heaven smiled upon His efforts; soon the Cross, the Christian ' s pride, 352 THE REDWOOD Gleamed above a noble temple, by the murmuring ocean ' s side, Where the King of Kings descending, filled the house with joy divine; And San Carlos was the patron of the Saviour ' s sacred shrine. Every morn the gentle Shepherd offered up the Sacrifice; Taught his sheep, in thrilling language God ' s own road to Paradise. Soon the holy bath of Baptism washed their souls as white as snow, And unstained by sins, they kept them, lived like angels here below. Vice was vanished, feuds were settled, sacred music filled the air, Every wigwam now was vocal with the Redman ' s Christian prayer. Carmel, happiest of valleys! Peace and plenty reigned supreme; Heaven ' s own blessing round it hovered, life was like a lovely dream. But alas! the brightest heavens, fringed with fleecy clouds of gold, Soon were draped in sombre vesture by the winter dark and cold. So their golden dreams soon vanished; saintly Serra needed rest And the God he ' d served so grandly, placed his soul among the blest. Angels struck their golden cymbals, as he joined their blissful throng, And the vaults celestial trembled with their glad triumphant song. But a sorrow tinged the gladness and a tear the angels shed. When they saw the crushing anguish of the Indians round their dead. His poor neophytes heart broken at the loss of one so good. Made the grave of their Apostle under where the altar stood. Grim Decay has fixed his clutches on the church his arm had reared, And amid the sightless ruins, Serra ' s tomb has disappeared. But of late by careful searching have his sacred bones been found; Let us raise a granite column on the spot as holy ground. Looming up from vanished ages, o ' er which time her pall has cast Crumbling ruins grim and ghost-like link the future with the past THE REDWOOD 353 Carthage, with her piles of marble, and the wolf-nursed city, Rome, Athens, shaped in sculptured beauty, Liberty ' s first school and home, Indicate with shrivelled finger desolation ' s broad domain. Walls o ' erthrown, and broken columns show the glory of their reign. They are relics, grand and precious; stirring tales, and strange they tell,— So the Carmel Mission, ruined, thrills the heart as well. Now, San Carlos Church, dismantled, shorn of beauty, lonely stands. And the buried and forgotten clasp the living by the hands. In that fane where oft were offered sacrifice and hymns of praise, Now the squirrel eats his acorns, and the timid rabbit plays. Once a year the echoes waken to a wild and joyous song. As from far the dusky Indians, to the sacred ruins throng. ' Tis the feast of loved San Carlos, at the Mission Monterey, Mass and hymns and games and feasting make it one long gala day. Ever thus in future ages, let them honor Serra ' tomb. Let fond memory ' s golden sunbeams pierce the centuried cobwebs ' gloom! And as round the dead oak monarch clings the creeping tendrilled vine. So let grateful recollections circle ever round that shrine. Hon. Bradley V. Sargent, S. M., ' 85, Santa Clara College, October third, 1883. 354 THE REDWOOD HIS romance: I CANNOT vouch for the truthful- ness of the appended narrative, but I will give its credentials and the sympathetic reader may judge for him- self. It was told me by a friend who heard it from his wife ' s brother, who had it from his stable boy, who got it from the ward next door, who overheard her master telling it to his wife at breakfast. This man got it from his barber together with an opinion on the relative merits of Jeffries and Johnson, the effects of Aestheticism on the growth of Literature and the Arts, how to make beaten biscuits and bird cages, the return from Elba, a sure cure for insomnia, a brief resume of the Taft administration touching particularly on the Painful-Aldrich Tariff and the Ballinger-Pinchout Investigation, the influence of co-education on cooking, the death of King Edward, the only place to spend a summer vacation, the price of prunes, some useful general information on deep sea diving, dough- nuts, differential calculus, door bells, whisk brooms, whisky, and bridge whist, the urgent and immediate necessity for a " hair cut, face massage, shampoo, hair tonic, dandruff cure, sea foam, Hairene, Head-Eze, Danderine, hair singe, and electric scalp treatment, " as well as two razor cuts between the left ear and the point of the chin, and — what I had almost forgotten — a shave; all for fifteen cents! I cannot trace my story further than the barber shop, but that should be enough. Barbers and bar-keepers — these be the intellectual Samsons of our days and while they are drawing our blood or our drinks, we, the helpless Philistines, must suffer in silence the ravages of the historic jaw bone. Your barber and your bar keep- er can and — " korribile dictuV as old Vergil so aptly remarks — will, give you off-hand a lengthy aud exhaustive, as well as exhausting, opinion on any subject from Cook to Copenhagen and from Peary to the Pole. It is almost enough to drive a man to temperance and a flowing beard. These two classes have only one rival in their chosen field. Your dentist will strap you to his chair of torture, fill your mouth with cotton, cram in a piece of rubber that looks like a punctured toy baloon and tastes like a compromise between a gas house and a garbage heap, and then after starting in search for the roots of your hair via the roof of your mouth with a rotary buzz saw, or inserting a crowbar between your tenderest teeth, will ask you with an idiotic smile, " Have you seen the comet yet? " or " Who won the ball game? " These are offences that should be punishable by death. But the fervor of righteous indigna- tion has led me far from my story. Back to the barber shop and romance. How- ever I cannot tell this story as the barber told it. Nobody can write as a barber talks. It would take a polydex- THE REDWOOD 355 terous octopus with a pen at the end of every arm to do that. So I must be pardoned for telling the barber ' s story in mj ' own way. George Jackson was rather a prosaic young man. Not so young however, but what his forehead was already be- ginning to encroach upon the doeiain of his erstwhile youthful locks, nor so prosaic as to skip the stories of elope- ment, marriage and divorce, that were featured by his daily paper. Further- more he had a natural and unperverted sense of humor as was evidenced by the fact that he always chuckled heartily over that paper ' s column of editorial ut- terances and scanned the efforts of the cartoonists with a sober face. He worked in a factory of some kind; I know nothing else about it save that he always went home from it with dirty hands. However he differed from politicians, pick pockets and the like, as well as from many of " our foremost pillars of the church and state " , in this that although he came home at night with dirty hands, they were always per- fectly clean when he returned to work in the morning. One more remark and I have done with my picture. George Jackson had never known the flavor of Romance. He would have laughed at you good naturedly and a little scorn- fully if you had told him that he would soon be following her phantom form, or siren call, or mystic lure, or fleeting witchery, or what is it they call it any- way? Therefore as any of the initiate could have told him he was ripe for Romance. This is one whom you must not woo or you will never know her smile. But if you do not seek her, do not think of her, do not know her — there will come a day when you will meet her face to face and — whisk! — she will be yours. " ' Twas ever thus, " as somebody sometime said very neatly about something. George Jackson lived with his mother in the third floor back of what would have been an " Apartment House " with a corresponding increase in the scale of prices had it been located in a more fashionable quarter. As it was it nar- rowly escaped being atenement although it was neat and comfortable enough. This house was only some half dozen blocks from the factory where George was employed and so it was his custom to walk to and from his work. But one evening he found himself unusually tired and decided to take a car. Kindly observe in this the hand of Fate. ' Tis on such trifles that the crises of our lives depend. For it was at the next corner that she got on the car. Observe also this " She " with a capital S. It is thus that we indicate our heroine, the handmaid of Romance. Henceforth this narrative will be freckled like a summer girl ' s nose with " Shes " and " Hers. " And yet George Jackson would never have noticed Her and Fate would have been cheated but for one little thing. Have you ever noticed women on street cars? Almost invari- ably when entering or leaving a car they close the door very carefully if the day is hot and leave it standing 356 THE REDWOOD wide open if it is very cold. But she stopped to close the door and the day was cold. When this happened George Jackson, who was rather a careful ob- server, was startled into looking up; and when he saw Her — well, it struck him all at once, like a wet dishrag. His heart missed three beats and then started in to catch up. I will not try to de- scribe Her. It would need the pt-n of poet or the eloquence of an auctioneer to do that. She was young, scarcely more than a girl in fact, and she was pretty. ' Tis enough. George Jackson ' s head was still in a whirl when he came to bis corner and so he let himself be carried a block too far before he could get off. The next morning as he was starting to his work he saw Her face in the car win- dow and before he could think he found himself aboard the car. After that, morning and evening, he took the car to and from his work. And he was always very careful to catch the one that She was on. In the morning he always waited until he saw Her face and in the evening he walked down one block to the corner where she waited for the car. He knew nothing about Her save the fact that she was in the same car with him twice a day for what was probably three or four min utes and seemed that many seconds. He guessed that she must work in a nearby factory but he was not sure. A fondness for pickles and poetry, a soulful expression, and a loss of appe- tite — these are the symptoms of that most blissful and melancholy of all dis- eases whose ravages no doctor can pre- vent. Now George Jackson ' s face could never have compassed a soulful expression, he had always cordially de- tested pickles, and the only bit of poetry he had ever read was the following little gem: " For all his aches. For all his ails. The wise man takes McSnuffle ' s pills. " Therefore it was inevitable that he should lose his appetite. Custom is not so easily to be defrauded. How- ever, even this loss of appetite could hardly have been called a complete success. True, for three or four days he was, to use his own elegancy of expression, oflF his oats. But it was only for two or three days. Then one evening he delighted his mother, after he had eaten everything on the table into which he could insert a tooth, whether she thought she was feeding a dyspeptic. The good woman had been worrying over her son ' s loss of appetite after the manner of her kind. Indeed she had spoken of it once or twice and had even gone so far as to suggest a doctor. " Huh! " her son had replied. But that evening he announced that he was going to " cut the smokes " for a little while. She was delighted but she did not know that the ten cents a day that he had previously spent for tobacco was going for car fare now. Secretive- ness! That is another symptom of the disease. Also I commend his frugality to the extravagant reader. Ten cents is ten cents even to a man in love. THE REDWOOD 357 Thus it went on for several months. She continued to ride to and from Her work, George continued to ride also and to worship from afar, or rather to be exact, from as near as he could get. The Traction Company was ten cents richer per diem, and the tobacconist was ditto poorer per ditto. One day when the car was crowded he gave Her his seat and stood very near Her until he reached his corner. Another day the only vacant place was by Her side and, very naturally he took it. Still another day She dropped Her nickle and as he groped about to pick it up for Her, their fingers touched for the fraction of a second. Her softly voiced " Thank you " , when he handed it back to Her, echoed in his ear for days — or was it minutes? — afterwards. One morning a lady got onto the car and when she saw Her, smiled and said, " Why, how are you, Dorothy? " Dor- othy — he whispered it, softly. Now he knew her name. And was She unconscious all this time of George and his devotion? Of course not. She had known of it almost from the beginning. Trust a woman for that. At first she had been a little angry, but as time went on and he oflFered to make no advances She began to expect him to wait for the car to reach his corner in the morning, to wonder why he was always a little late every Friday evening; so that one day when he missed the car something like, very like disappointment choked Her and She gulped three times before She could swallow the lump in Her throat. Whether George would ever come to know Her, if so, how, and when, and where — these are things that I cannot tell. He could not have told you him- self. But Fate takes care of her own in her own good time, and when she does decide to act — well, it is often like a cold plunge. A run, a dive, a splash, a sputter, and your breath is taken away. It was so in this case. Our climax is rapid and complete. One Sunday evening George J. was called far from home. He found him- self after his business was concluded in a strange street of a storage section and he halted a moment on the street cor- ner to decide what car he should take in order to get home. While he was hesitating a woman turned the corner and began to cross the street. George gave her no heed until he heard her utter a little cry. Then he looked up quickly and muttered with equal as- tonishment and lack of grammar, " Why, it ' s Her! " . It was Her and She was struggling to pull herself away from a rough, half drunken young fellow who held her by one arm. It was a quiet neighborhood and there was no one on the streets. George, however, would not have hesitated before ten thousand. He hurled himself upon the couple and in a moment the half drunken young fellow was lying in the gutter with a half inch gash under one eye. The only witness of the encounter, a cigar clerk on the opposite corner, summed it up graphically in half a dozen words, " He never knew what hit him. " 358 THE REDWOOD " You had better let me take you home, " George told Her. " Please do, " she answered, simply. When they reached her home George followed Her into the dimly lighted entry. " I hope to see you again some time, " he found himself stammering, after she had thanked him — and then suddenly, hardly knowing what he did, he had gathered her into his arms and kissed her once, twice, three times upon the lips. " Dorothy, " he said, and he could hardly form the words for the trembling of his lips, " Dorothy, I have loved you so long, so long! " She tore herself from him and looked up at him with tear filled eyes. " Oh, you musn ' t, you mustn ' t " , she told him fiercely, " you don ' t know what you are saying. That man — the one you took me from, back there is — God help us both! — he is my husband. " Then she pillowed her head in her arms and began to sob brokenly after the way of women from Eve to Eternity. He turned away without a word. At the corner he stopped to get a package of cigarettes. So ended his Romance. Maurice T. Dooling, A. B., ' 09. THE REDWOOD 359 T T e«i «ya0ct. Published Monthly, Except July, August and September by the Students oe Santa Clara College The object of the Redwood is to give proof of College Industry, to record College Doings and to knit closer together the hearts of the Boys of the Present and of the Past. EDITORIAL STAFF executive board William C. Talbot, ' 12 President Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 Daniel Tadich, ' ii associate editors Exchanges Chris. A. Degnan, ' 12 In the Library - - - Hardin N. Barry, ' ii Alumni - Daniel Tadich, ' ii College Notes ----- L. O ' Connor, Spec. Athletics .... Marco S. Zarick, Jr., ' 12 BUSINESS manager Roy a. Bronson, ' 12 assistant business manager Herbert L. Ganahl, ' 12 Address all communications to The Redwood, Santa Clara College, California Terms of subscription, $1.50 a year; single copies, 15 cents EDITORIAL COMMENT The Alumni number we think is the us of the present and we know it must most interesting issue of the whole year, be thrice pleasing to the old boys of the In it we read the reminiscences and past. To all then who were kind stories of former grad- enough to aid us by their literary con- ° uates, even from the tributions, we are deeply grateful. We time of Clay Greene, the thank especially our honored President, author of the Passion Play, down to the Rev. Father Gleeson, who in the midst latest members of the Alumni, our of his work, and distracted in a thous- seniors of last vear. It is interesting to and ways, found time to favor us with 36o THE REDWOOD a very interesting report concerning the welfare of the members of the Alumni whom he met in his journeys for pro- moting the new Santa Clara University. Speaking of the new University, we are very happy to learn that the new and greater Santa Clara is a thing as- „ sured. By the close of The New ., . ., -ii . r • i this year it will be fairly started on its road to completion. The site is a beautiful one, the grand- est that the far famed Santa Clara Val- ley affords, and the future of dear old S. C. C. cannot but be immense. We of the class of ' 12 indulge the hope, not unfounded, that we shall be the first class to don the cap and gown and to receive our sheepskin in the Halls of the Greater Santa Clara at L,oyola. We must not fail to congratulate the J. D. S. on its recent victory. Hats off to the stalwart champions of that enter- prising society ! Every- one who witnessed the l " ' ' debate agrees that no- where have they ever heard one so interesting and clever among students of the same age as these young orators. Both sides did splen- didly and the decision of the Judges was awaited with much doubt. What made the victory doubly sweet was the fact that it was the first intercollegiate debate not merely for the J. D. S. but for Santa Clara College as well. We hope that the " meet " will be repeated next year, and that the House of Phil- historians and the Senate may also take up the good work after the example of their younger brothers. Condolence We must pause to extend our sym- pathy to Marco S. Zarick, upon the sudden death of his mother. The cir- cumstances are espec- ially sad, as she died before Marco arrived at his home in Sacramento. In behalf of The Rkd- wooD staff, and of Sophomore Class and of the Junior Dramatic Society, of which organizations he was a member, we prof- fer our deepest sympathy. Auf Wiedersehen In a day or two we shall leave for our vacations. But before we go, and until we meet again, we must say fare- well. To the graduates who leave us forever to start upon their journey through life, we wish all success and comfort in this world. To the rest of the fellows, we wish a very hapyy va- cation and then when all is over, a joy- ous return. To all the Professors and Prefects The Redwood extends best wishes for a glorious two months of rest. W. C. Talbot, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 361 By the time this issue goes to press, many of our contemporaries will have closed their doors for the summer vaca- tion. Nevertheless, we are of the opin- ion that so much excellent journalism should not go unnoticed by the ex- change column and we will take advan- tage of our last issue for the season to consider some of the May magazines; to extend our hearty congratulations to all, for their good work during the last semester and to thank all, who have so punctually sent us their exchanges. The world-empire of the English ton- gue was impressed upon us rather forcibly, as we turned the pages of the Xaverian from far off Xaverlan Calcutta. This is an excellent book, very attractive in cover design, decidedly readable within; and every line written in classic English. Although more space is devoted to Col- lege Notes, than is usual in our Ameri- can College Magazines, still, a happy faculty of relating them in a humorous way, renders them interesting and amusing. Two poems, which add much to the literary worth of the magazine, are " Dream Music " and " War Cloud " . Laurel Both are creditable pieces of verse, which prove conclusively, that even that far off land is not devoid of things poetic. " The New Boy " is a clever little sketch, depicting the downfall of the presuming youth who enters school knowing all. In the Laurel " The Stars " is a poem, lofty not merely in title but thought also, and will bear several readings. " Jim and Me " , is an in- teresting little story, a monologue of a soldier who had lost his comrade in battle, told in the language of the Muse. " Mothers ' Day " is a very charming piece of verse, suggested by the custom in some places of setting aside some special day of the year to show devotion to our mothers. " America in War and I,etters " , is a well ordered essay and contains a strain of patriotism. It treats first, of our Great Republic in defending her just rights, and then of the great pro- gress she has made and is making in all literary branches. " The Blue and the Gray " is an enter- taining little story, but smacks a little 362 THE REDWOOD too strongly of the fairy tale type. The hero is preserved at the very momeut when his execution should take place, by an unexpected means that comes in just at the nick of time. The second issue of the Gonzaga from Spokane, Wash, comes before us in a tip top form both without and within. " The Name I Love " , Gonzaga ., ' ' the opening poem, gives us an inkling of what we may expect as we peruse its many pages, and indeed our expectations are realized to the fullest extent. " April to May " and its answer " May to April, " are both arranged with a touch of ingenuity. " To the Forest " attracted more than ordinary attention. After reading " The Phantom Palace " , we glanced at the cover to assure our- selves that we were not reading a pro- fessional magazine. This is indeed a poem of the standard rarely met with in the average undergraduate monthly. Notwithstanding its length, it may be read through with a genuine relish and appreciation. It contains many beauti- ful descriptions and situations. " A May Thought " , is a catchy little ode. " Reverie " shows a wonderful flight of imagination. The Oration " American Ideals " is clear and concise, and is per- meated with a healthy love of country. On the first page of the Springhillian we find an acrostic entitled " Welcome O Spring ' ' . Although this is an acrost- ic of considerable length, Springhillian . . connected and contains a beautiful thought. " Christ ' s Ride to Jerusalem " shows much evi- dence of poetic talent. After reading " The Sunny South " , and " What Dixie Used to Be " , we are wont to ascribe to the southland that spirit from which poetry seems to spring spontaneously. The latter in particular, is worthy to be dwelled upon and at each reading some new and beautiful thought offers itself. " On the Eve of Exam " , a short story, though highly imaginative is well writ- ten and amusing; but if such wild dreams presented themselves before the Ex ' , we are curious to know what came afterward. " The Ivory Idol " is woven around a very interesting plot, and is well devel- oped. In all, it is a very good story, although the hero was a little late in drawing his moral. " Etchings " , a group of little sketches is praiseworthy. With this issue, we lay down our pen for this session, though it may be truth- fully said with no little reluctance on our part; for it has indeed been a pleasure and instruction to us, to peruse the magazines of the different colleges from all parts of the world and we have in- deed derived a great benefit from our pleasant duty. After the happy days of the summer vacation have passed, we hope once more to return to the familiar Sanctum and greet our old friends again. Chris A. Degnan, ' 12. THE REDWOOD 363 THE BEST 5nOBT STOBIES BY THE FOR.EMOST CATHOLIC WlilTEBS BENZIGER BROS., NEW YORK Benzigers have done a splendid thing in bringing out this volume of Catholic short stories. If there is anything that the Catholic boy or girl does nowadays, it is to read fiction, and preferably the short story. The amount of food, if not poisonous at least hardly wholesome, that is taken into the youthful mind, is enormous. And up to the present there was an excuse for it. The young per- son ymist read. Yet where was he or she to get the story that was real litera- ture and yet Catholic in atmosphere and motif? There was plenty of so called Catholic literature for which the best that could be said was that " it was pious. " But this was the case. It is not so any longer. Now we have a set of ten volumes of excellent short stories by eminent Catholic writers, men and women skilled in the art of story tell- ing, authors that know the trick of weaving words as well as their non- Catholic brethren. We wish success to the publishers of this work. They de- serve it. No library whether public or private should be without several copies of these excellent volumes. 364 THE REDWOOD As the old scrap books of the College were destroyed in the fire of last De- cember, we think it opportune to pub- lish an account of the first year ' s premium winners of Santa Clara College. It is a clipping from the San Francisco Daily Herald o{ l x y 14, 1852, and was sent to Santa Clara together with a letter containing reminiscences of the first students of the College by Mr. Bernard J. Reid in September 1886. Mr. Reid was then the only survivor of the Faculty of 1851-52. COLLEGE OF SANTA CLARA Editor Herald:— The first annual examination of the " College of Santa Clara, " under the charge of the Fathers of the Society of Jesus, took place on the 2nd inst., in the presence of a number of ladies and gentlemen, who were highly gratified at witnessing the evidence of so much progress, particularly in the higher branches. The occasion was certainly one that reflected much credit on the principals of the institution and their able and in- defatigable teachers. Following is a list of the premiums distributed at the close of the examina- tion, which you are requested to pub- lish: Good Conduct and Discipline in School: — First Premium, Louis Forbes; accesserunt. Armstead Burnett, Al- pheus Bascom. Good Conduct in House: — First pre- mium, John Burnett; second premium, Frank W. Grimes. Christian Doctrine, — Premium, Mar- tin Murphy; accessit, John T. Colahan. Instrumental Music: — First premium, James Alexander Forbes; second pre- mium, Henry A. Cobb. Vocal Music; — Premium, James Alex- ander Forbes. Geometry: — Premium, John Burnett; accesserunt, Charles H. Forbes, Martin Murphy. Algebra: — Premium, Martin Murphy; accesserunt, Charles H. Forbes, John Burnett. Book-keeping: — John T. Colahan; ac- THE REDWOOD 365 cesserunt, Martin Murphy, Charles H. Forbes. First Arithmetic Class: — First Pre- mium, John Thos. Colahan; second pre- mium, Jas. Alexander Forbes. Second Arithmetic Class: — Premium, Bernard Murphy; accesserunt, James Fuller, Frederick Forbes. Third Arithmetic Class: — Premium, Alpheus Bascom; accessit, Armstead Burnett. Fourth Arithmetic Class: — Premium, Thomas White; accessit, James Forbes. Mental Arithmetic: — First premium, Henry A. Cobb; second premium, Joaquin Arques; accessit, Frank W. Grimes. Mental Arithmetic in Spanish: — First premium, Jose Maria Miramontes; second premium, Andronico Dye; acces- serunt Joaquin Hernandez, Joaquin Arques. Sacred History: — Premium, Martin Murphy; accessit, John T. Colahan, Charles H. Forbes. Romayi History: — Premium, John Bur- nett; accesserunt, John T. Colahan, Charles H. Forbes, General History a7td First Reading Class: — Premium, John Burnett; acces- serunt, Johu T. Colahan, Martin Mur- phy. Latin Language: — Premium, Martin Murphy; accessit. James Alexander Forbes. French Language, first class: — Pre- mium, Charles H. Forbes; accessit, James Alexander Forbes. Fre7ich Layiguage, second class: — Pre- mium, Charles Martin; accessit, Henry A. Cobb. Spanish Langtiage, first class: — Pre- mium, James Fuller; accesserunt, Charles Martin, Charles H. Forbes, John T. Colahan. Spanish Language, second class: — Pre- mium, Armstead Burnett; accesserunt, Alpheus Bascom, William Brown. English Grammar , first class: — Pre- mium, Charles H. Forbes; accessit, John T. Colahan. Eyiglish Grammar, second class: — Pre- mium, Michael Forbes; accesserunt, Al- pheus Bascom. Frederick Forbes. English Grammar, third class: — Pre- mium, Armstead Burnett; accessit, Louis Forbes. English Gravimar, fourth class: — Premium, Henry A. Cobb; accessit, Frank W. Grimes. Geography, first class: — Premium, John T. Colahan; accesserunt, Martin Murphy, James A. Forbes. Geography, second class: — Premium, Alpheus Bascom; accesserunt, Michael Forbes, John Burnett. Writing, first class: — Premiun, James Alexander Forbes; accessit, Charles H. Forbes. Writing, second class: — Premium, Martin Murphy; accessit, Michael Forbes. Writing, third class: — First premiun), William Brown ; second premium, Frank Grimes; accessit, Louis Forbes. Writing by Dictatioii: — Premium, CharleS ' H. Forbes; accessit, James Alexander Forbes. Seco7id Reading Class: — First Pre- 366 THE REDWOOD mium, Arrastead Burnett; second pre- mium, Chas. Martin; accesserunt, James Forbes, Frederick Forbes. 7 ' hird Reading Class: — Premium, Frank Grimes; accesserunt, Thomas White, Louis Forbes. First Spelling Class: — Premium, John Burnett; accesserunt, Charles Forbes, James Forbes. Second Spelling Class : — Premium, Armstead Burnett; accesserunt, Frank Grimes, Henry A. Cobb. Third Spelling Class: — First premium, Joaquin Arques; second premium, Igna- cio; third premium, Dolores Sunol; accesserunt. Enrique Davini, Jose Pinero. Declamation, first class: — Premium, Charles A. Forbes. Declamation, second class: — Premium, Louis Forbes; accessit, Alexander Forbes. Clarion, Pa., Sept. 4, 1886. From the above it appears that the following pupils were present at the public examination at the close of the first year: Ignacio Alviso, Joaquin Arques, Al- pbeus Bascom, WiUiam Brown, John M. Burnett, Armstead Burnett, Henry A Cobb, John T. Colahan, Enrique Da- vini, Andronico Dye, Charles H. Forbes, James Alexander Forbes, Michael Forbes, Frederick Forbes, James Forbes, Louis Forbes, James Fuller, Frank W. Grimes, Joaquin Hernandez, Charles Martin, Jose M. Miramontes, Martin Murphy, Bernard D. Murphy, Jose Pinero, Dolores Sunol, Thomas White. There were other pupils besides these, at some time during the term, either as boarders or day scholars, but who were probably not in attendance at the close of the terra, and therefore not mentioned in above list. Among them, I believe, were Patrick W. Mur- phy, Hugh and William Menton, Emilio Carpena, and some others whose names I do not recall. I reproduce this list as my contribu- tion toward supplying some missing data in the early records of the College, and trust the surviving pupils, and others, whom this may reach, will assist in completing the catalogue of the first year of an institution now so flourishing and famous. W. R. Bulkley, the music teacher, in- formed me, by letter of March 1854, that there were then over sixty board- ers, and that Fathers Nobili and Salari, Messrs. Pascal, Mitchell, Golder, Fossas, Egin, and himself, with two lay broth- ers. Kanaka Philip, a cook and a labor- ing man, constituted the corps and faculty of the College at that time. BERNARD J. REID, Sole survivor of the Faculty of i85i- ' 52 While our Rector, Father Gleeson, was at Boise, Idaho, he had the pleas- ure of meeting Mr. Goulder, the oldest living professor of Santa Clara College, and just referred to in the above letter. We quote the following from one of the Boise papers: To meet the oldest living professor of ' 51 THE RKDWOOD 367 Santa Clara College of California, and to review with him the old days of this Jesuit institution, its trial and struggles and its ultimate success and glory in being recognized in the category of seats of learning in California was the ex- treme pleasure recently of Rev. Richaid Gleeson, S. J., rector of the Santa Clara Church, upon being introduced to Wil- liam A. Goulder, one time editor of the Idaho Statesman, teacher, Scholar pio- neer and newspaper man. Mr. Gould- er, now well along in the eighties, was professor in the Cahfornia School in 1853 and many of the graduates of that institution still remember with fond recollection, the kindly spirit always displayed by the then young man, in all matters pertaining to the college and college life. When the venerable professor was made cognizant of the fact that Rev. Richard Gleeson, S. J., the rector of the school in which he once taught, was in the city he expressed an earnest desire to meet him and a meeting was ar- ranged yesterday afternoon. Mr. Gould- er, although some years past the four score mark, is still hale and hearty, and when asked and reminded about some of the alumni of the college showed that his memory was very clear and remem- bered man after man who had received his early training and had gone out in- to the world to win fame and fortune. The meeting was particularly pleasing to the rector, as it was the first oppor- tunity offered him to meet the oldest living professor of the college of which he is at present head. At the time when Mr. Goulder was teaching the young men at that school, the attendance was very small and the fine substantial buildings, the scores of able professors, the equipped laborato- ries, the beautifully kept grounds and campus were not there, and he listened with pleasure as the rector told of the good work which is being done, of the old priests and professors who had fol- lowed in the footsteps of the venerable teacher. Before the conference ended, the well known pioneer editor of the state prom- ised to write out his impressions of the school in those early days 57 years ago and send them to the rector to be print- ed in the school paper. The rector was very anxious that this be done, and im- pressed upon the old gentleman that the school is very anxious to keep in touch with those who, by their efforts, helped to build up the institution to what it is today. A recent visitor to Santa Clara was none other than Mr. Thomas I. Bergin, a student at the college well nigh sixty years ago, and the first graduate old Santa Clara ever sent forth, receiving as he did, his A. B. in 1857. We read in the catalogue of 1856 how " Master Thomas Bergin is prepared to be examined on the twenty-four books of the Iliad of Homer, " and in the catalogue for 1857, " Master Thomas Bergin having last year exposed the whole of Homer ' s Iliad, this year offers himself to be ex- amined on the twenty-four books of ' 53 368 THE REDWOOD ' 68 Homer ' s Odyssey, aud on Demosthenes ' Philippics and De corona. " We wonder if the A. B. ' s of our modern days of any college would attempt a task so colossal. The spirit of scholarship aud love of the intellectual that Mr Bergin then displayed, he still cherishes and one of the great consolations of his advancing years is the ease and facility and relish with which he communes through their writings with the master minds of the world. To solicitations for something for our Alumni Redwood, our old friend and honored Alumnus, Clay M. Greene, sent the following loyal and devoted response: Bayside, L. I., May 3, ' 10 Dear Father: I am indeed flattered to feel that I am again called upon to furnish my share of copy for the Redwood magazine, and only regret that my usual accumu- lation of work delayed stands in the way of preparing something especially for you in the brief time that is open. But since you have been good enough to mention the poem delivered at a din- ner of the California Society in Febru- ary last, I gladly send it to you in the hope that you may find it good enough to print in the college magazine, to whose columns only the best examples of the writer ' s work are admitted. Should you think the blue pencil necessary I shall not feel in the least degree wounded, and if you see fit to give it a good mark I shall be most de- lighted. ' 74 My best regards to Fathers Kenna and Gleeson, and with assurances that no place holds a firmer grip in the ten- der spot of my heart than does dear old S. C. C, believe me Yours very sincerely C1.AY M. Greene, ' 68 Vv e take great pleasure in printing the following extract from the latest publication on the history of Aerial Navigation. The author, Professor Joseph Hiidago, gives to Mr. John J. Montgom- ery, Ph. D. ' 01, the full credit of being the first to construct a gliding machine in which the operator could govern it at will. " Prof. John J. Montgomery, while a pupil of St. Ignatius College of San Francisco, began his experiments with gliding machines. Having been grad- uated from the famous institution as Bachelor of Science in 1879, he was accorded the degree of Master of Science in the year 1880. He continued his studies in aeronaut- ics after his graduation and when ap- pointed a professor of Santa Clara Jesuit College had perfected a working model that educed the greatest admira- tion on the part of his co-professors. Having labored indefatigably in the perfection of his model, he applied him- self with renewed effort and completed what was in reality the first gliding machine ever constructed that could be steered at will of the operator. This apparatus consisted of two arched surfaces placed tandem fashion, THE REDWOOD 369 each being 7.31 meters long and 1.15 meters wide; Its total weight was 19. i kg. The rear wing was so attached to the frame as to move in diverse direc- tion, and could be manipulated by wires. The machine was equipped with vertical keel and rudder, semi- circular formed and at right angles to each other; through the medium of these attachment it was possible to steer both vertically and horizontally. The machine was tested privately on several occasions both at Santa Clara and Santa Cruz. A hot air balloon was used to elevate it to diflferent altitudes, from which it was cut loose. So perfect was its construction that when released it performed the most won- derful manoevers — it swerved to the right, darted downward, then again it turned to the left and was even capable of raising its own elevation by its momen- tum. It was found to be always under control of the operator. All itsmanoev- ering was brought about by the oper- ator presenting diflferent surfaces to the wind. The apparatus descended easily, and gliding, it described a line parallel to the earth and alighted like an autumn leaf. In a public exhibition given in honor of Santa Clara College, on April 29, 1905, the apparatus was carried to an altitude of 1,200 meters. When cut loose it acted like a soaring bird, demon- strating conclusively that the machine was under perfect control of the oper- ator, Mr. J. M. Maloney. The descent was made in nineteen minutes and the greatest enthusiam was evinced by the hundreds of spectators who witnessed the wonderful performance. This feat is without parallel in the history of aeronautics and leads to the deduction that Professor Montgomery has been the first to construct a perfect gliding machine. All that it lacks to make it a model airship is motive power. H However, it is with much pleasure that the author begs to inform those who have shown such interest in Pro- fessor Montgomery ' s work that that gentleman is even now working toward the perfection of an aeroplane motor which is meant to revolutionize aero- moter construction and clinch the vic- tory over the air as an American tri- umph. " The Redwood wishes to extend its sincerest sympathy to John W. Ryland, S. B., ' 77 and Joseph R. Ryland, S. B. ' 84, on the recent deaths of their beloved mother, Mrs. Letitia Ryland and of their sister,Miss Ada Ryland. Mrs. Letitia Ryland was the daughter of Peter H. Burnett, the first governor of California and one of the first trustees of Santa Clara College. Mrs. Ryland had reared a large and respected family. She was a true christian, religious and charitable. May her soul rest in peace. The following appeared in the San Jose Mercury on May 21, 19 lO. It goes to show how Mr. Clarence C. Coolidge, S. B. ' 90, and A. B. ' 91, and a Professor in our ' 77 ' 84 ' 91 370 THE REDWOOD own Law Department, is esteemed by his fellow members of the Bar: A great compliment was paid Chief Deputy District Attorney Clarence C. Coolidge yesterday when he was select- ed by the attorneys for the various parties to the Los Gatos town election contest pending in the Superior court to act as Special Judge at the trial. All the Judges of the Superior Court except Judge Welch are disqualified by reason of relationship or interest from sitting in the case. Judge Welch ' s court cal- endar is too crowded for him to take it up, so yesterday morning an attempt was made to agree on the Judge of some adjoining county to preside at the trial. Owen D. Richardson represents the contestant R. P. Doolan, and W. A. Beasly, R. R. Bell and Attorney Jen- kins of Los Gatos represent Derrickson, the incumbent of the contested Trustee- ship. Mr. Richardson and Mr. Beasly made fruitless efforts for an hour to agree on some available Judge. Some objection was found by one side or the other to every name suggested. Judge Dooling of HoUister was acceptable to both parties, but he will be engaged for some weeks in presiding over a trial at Redwood City. Other acceptable Judges were similarly employed. The sugges- tion was finally made that the parties avail themselves of a provision of the Code by which a member of the bar may be selected as Special Judge in cases where the parties desire it. A dozen or more names of San Jose law- yers were considered, and each name suggested was objected to by one party or the other. Finally the name of Mr. Coolidge was mentioned, and both Mr. Beasly and Mr. Richardson promptly said that they had perfect confidence in his abilitj ' and impartiality, and that they were willing to try the case before him. It is understood that Mr. Coolidge will take the office of Special Judge for this case on Monday, and will be sworn in as a Judge of the Superior Court Pro Tempore to preside at the trial. He will sit in Judge Welch ' s courtroom, and for the time being will be clothed with all the authority of a Superior Judge in this case. This is the second time such a com- pliment has been paid to a local lawyer in this county. The late Judge Spencer was once so selected to preside over a trial. Mr. Coolidge ' s friends consider that owing to the intense interest and feeling which has been manifested in this case, the Deputy District Attorney has been given one of the highest com- pliments it is possible to confer upon a lawyer by having thus expressed the complete confidence which both parties to this litigation and all the lawyers concerned in it have in him. Recently we received a letter from a kind and interested reader of The Red- wood, Rev. Father Grisez, S. J., who is now located at the Catholic Rectory, Missoula, Montana. As a student Father Grisez attended College and later in life be- became a member of the faculty of his Alma Mater. He writes: " It is always a great pleasure for me ' 94 THE REDWOOD 371 ' 03 to hear a good word about dear old Santa Clara, and especially to bear of her victories. I find that I know only three on the team at present, but my heart is in Sauta Clara. " At a notable banquet held in the City of Boise, Idaho, John M. Regan, A. B. ' 03, Grand Knight of the Council 829 Knights of Columbus, presided as toastmaster. He not only won credit for himself but succeeded in making the affair a grand success. The following is clipped from a Boise newspaper. " Grand Knight Regan spoke with deep feeling as he eulogized the charac- ter and work of Bishop Glorieux. Al- though a young man to hold so impor- tant a position in the lodge and preside at a banquet board around which were seated some of the highest dignitaries of the church, state and city, youth had no fears for Mr. Regan nor did it prove in anywise a handicap to him. His " address, filled as it was with words of admiration for the Bishop, came as a revelation to the older men, many of whom are prominent orators, and they did not hesitate to show their approval. " The following article clipped from the New York Globe will be read no doubt with the utmost pleasure by the many friends of our ever ' 06 famous Harry Wolter who is making a sensation in the Big League: Praises are being sung for the play- ing and batting of Harry Wolter since he made his visit to New York. The player from Monterey, Cal., pulled off the best play of the year yesterday. He was playing in the right place for Stauage when the latter went to the bat in the fourth inning, but in spite of all that it looked as if the Tiger catcher was going to have a long hit. Wolter took a chance and came in on the ball. The fans took a long, deep breath. But the right fielder tumbled over and got the ball off his shoetops, fell down slid- ing along the grass, but held the sphere just the same. The Vice-president of the United States, who keeps score, stretches in the seventh inning, and does everything else like the baseball fan, put a ring around this play on his score card, indi- cating that it was one of the features of the game. Sherman will no doubt go back and tell the President what a great game he saw and how Wolter made that catch. Wolter may not be getting his hits these days as he did at the start of the season, but he is playing a grand, steady game for the Yankees in right field, and hitting over the 300 mark. Thomas Weller Donlou A. B. ' 07 joined the ranks of the Benedicks in the early part of last month. Tom, as he was familiarly known about the campus, was the President of the Student Body in his Senior year. Tbe bride, a very popular young lady of the Southland, is a graduate of St. Joseph Academy. The wedding ceremony took place at Santa ' 07 372 THE REDWOOD ' 07 Clara Church, Oxnard. Bishop Cona- ty oflBciated, and was assisted by many priests, among whom was Father Kava- nagh, S. J. The Redwood extends its congratulations to the happy couple and hopes that they be blessed with many long years of happiness. Mr. Jose Gaston A. M., ' 07, spent a few pleasant hours on the campus prior to his return to his home at Negros Occidental, Siley, P. I. After completing his course for the Master of Arts degree at Santa Clara he entered the University of Wisconsin. Mr. Gaston finished the horticulture course at that institution in three years, which is something very rare. He is to make a specialty of the study of various soils in his native land. Jose attributes much of his present suc- cess to the training he gained while a student at Santa Clara. Cleon Kilburn A. B., ' 08, our famous little college twirler for several seasons past, on May i, 1910 left the ranks of the Bachelors. The bride was the beautiful sister of Hardin Barry, a member of the class of iQii. She is a very accom- plished and talented young lady and a graduate of King ' s Conservatory of Music. " Kil " was one of the most popular boys while at college. He was captain of the baseball team for two consecutive years. He also filled the positions of Stage Manager and Treas- urer of the Student Body, At present he is located at Garfield, Utah, where ' 08 ' 08 he is in charge of the Post Office. We of The Redwood extend to Mr. and Mrs. Kilburn our hearty congratulations and say with the Faculty and Student Body, " May God bless you and may prosperity always be yours. " We hear that Anthony B. Diepen- brock A. B., ' 08 and a former editor of Redwood, is making a splendid record for himself in the Medi- cal Department of Georgetown University. In this he is but continuing the excellent course that he established at Santa Clara. It will be remembered that Anthony won his degree two years ago maxima cum laude — the highest honor to be attained by a graduate. Anthony still has an unfail- ing interest in The Redwood and ever a word of good cheer. He says in a re- cent communication: " I hope The Red- wood will continue its great work in the Alumni number as before. I have been reading it with great interest every month and cannot but notice a great improvement in it since this time last year. " Maurice Dooling A. B., ' 09, another of our editors, has been spending the last year at Hollister enjoying " otium cum dignitate. " Every now and then The Redwood, as in the present number, has been honored with contributions from his graceful pen. His hand has by no means lost its cunning and we expect great things from him in the future. Maurice intends to enter the L,aw De- ' 09 THE REDWOOD 373 partmeut of Stanford in the early part of the fall semester. Old boys will be glad to know that Fr. R icard is still doing, as of yore, splendid work with his photoheliograph and his seismograph, and his reports are at- tracting national atten- tion. The press thus reports his latest Bulletin: Fr. Ricard ' s Seismograph SANTA CLARA CATCHES ECHO OF EARTHQUAKE Santa Clara, June 7. — The seismic station at Santa Clara College gave out the following bulletin to-night: " The vertical seismogram for June 6 at 5 p. m. to June 7 at 5 p. m. exhibits 16 vertical shocks or tilts, the maximum amplitude of which was seven mili- meters, period four seconds and, besides, 32 minutes of smaller tilts of smaller amplitude and larger period. " At the same time the horizontal seismograph was running nearly crazy, recording the surface tremors, the num- ber of which baffles enumeration. The direction of the movement was from the south and west. As to the seat of dis- turbance, sorry to say, the rules of the new seismology are not sufficiently dis- tinct for locating its place. On the whole it seems pretty clear that this is the distant echo of the Avelino quake, which was recorded here yesterday be- tween 5 and 6:30 p. m. The longitude of Southern Italy is very nearly that of Greenwich and the observatory at Santa Clara College is eight hours, seven min- utes, 50 seconds west of Greenwich. Therefore a seismic event occurring in Southern Italy at three o ' clock a. m., June 7, corresponded with a similar event occurring in Santa Clara between 6 and 6:30 p. m., June 6, there only being a difference of minutes employed by the seismic waves in traveling over that long distance. " Daniel Ta ' dich, ' ii. 374 THE REDWOOD An Revoir June, thou art here at last ! On the twenty-first we shall issue forth from old Santa Clara into the dreamland of vacation for a short so- journ of two months. The scholastic year has been a banner one under the guidance of Rev. Fr. J. P. Lydon and Rev. Fr. Burke. Perfect rythmn has reigned since September last and true old Santa Clara spirit has prevailed throughout the term in all our undertakings, spiritually, mentally and physically. Though we have not been so victorious this year on the athletic field as has been the Santa Clara of the past, still we consider ourselves adequ- ately compensated by our overwhelm- ing victory over our Classics, English and Mathematics. We leave, looking back over a period of ten months well spent. May we be able to say as much when we once more gather round the bon fire singing " We ' re Here Because We ' re Here " next September. We tend the Faculty and studends our wishes for a holy and a happy vacation. " Resolved, That Women Should Be Give Suffrage in the United States " was The the question for debate this year be tween the Philalethic Senate and the House , of Philhistorians. Debate -r. .u ■ Both sides deserve great credit for their work. The Senators as Affirmatives took the stand that as the the word " equal " was not in the ques- tion they were obliged only to prove that partial not equal suffrage should be granted to our American women. This argument was however very well met by an emphatic denial of the logic of such an interpretation, and also by the contention that partial suffrage would be only the thin edge of the wedge to open the way for equal rights, and that in view of this fact women in the United States should not be granted 6ufi " rage at all. The Debate was opened by a few in- troductory words spoken by the Chair- man Mr. M. E. Griffith and the remain- der of the program read as follows: Overture, College Orchestra DEBATE " Resolved, That Women Should Be Granted Suffrage in the United States. " THE REDWOOD 375 AFFIRMATIVK Senator P. A. McHenry, San Luis Obispo Senator L. B. Ford, San Francisco Senator W. B. Hirst Los Angeles NEGATIVE Representative A. C. Posey, Oakland Representative R. A. Bronson, Oakland Representative H. L. Ganahl, Berkeley Concluding remarks, The Chaiiman Finale, College Orchestra The following men acted as Judges: Mr. J. F. Sex Mr. L. B. Archer Mr. J. R. Ryiand Mr. C. C. Coolidge The decision will be announced at commencement in the latter part of June. The ordination of Rev. J. J. Laherty, S. J., took place in St. Ignatius Church, San Francisco, April 30th. There, too, on the morning of May Ordmation of . , : u ,. u- ist he celebrated his Father • T first Mass. Yi • }• The Church was beau- tifully decorated for the ordination and was thronged to the doors with friends of the newly ordained, all anxious to re- ceive from the young Levite bis first priestly blessing. By special permission a number of the students accompanied the Fathers to San Francisco to be present at the cere- monies. They had had the pleasure of seeing him ordained Sub Deacon at the College but wished to be present also at his ordination. The second Mass of the Reverend Father was said in the Students Memorial Chapel, Santa Clara, on the day following. The Sanctuary Society Father Laherty has accepted the office of Treasurer of Santa Clara College. We tender him our hearty congratu- lations. The St. Berchman ' s Sanctuary Society brings to close another prosperous year under the benevolent hand of Mr. Loner- gan, S.J. Its members have had many pleas- ant times during the scholastic year. Pro- minent among these were the outings to Villa Maria and Loyola, the latter spot being the site of the new Santa Clara University. A word of praise is due the Reverend Director and his colerie of artistic assis- tants, especially Messrs. Will C. Talbot and E. Boland for the many beautiful decorations that have rendered the Chapel so attractive and devotional at the various solemnities throughout the school year. Their work has indeed been highly appreciated. The Junior Dramatics got away with the laurels of the cleverest debate ever held in the forum of the J. P. D. S. From beginning to end it was nip and tuck and , _ _ that it was hard to de- J. P. D. S. ., , . ,, ■ ' cide was shown in the time the judges took before rendering the verdict. " That the United States Navy Should Immediately Be Enlarged " was the proposition discussed and the business like manner in which the ques- tion was handled would have done credit to older heads. The J. D. S. Debate with 376 THE REDWOOD For the negative, Messrs. J. Kenny, J. Harrington and W. Queen debated against Messrs. L,. P. O ' Connor, R. A. Yoell and F. D. Warren, respectively. The debating of Mr. Queen came very near proving detrimental to the Affirmatives, but the slip of the first negative in granting that the United States is lacking colliers proved fatal, as in admitting this fact it followed there- fore that our navy should immediately be increased at least in that department. The debate was opened by Mr. h. O ' Connor and followed by Mr. Rodney Yoell. Here a word should be said for the magnificent work accomplished by the second affirmative, for his prompt answers to all objections urged on him by the negatives which went far to win the debate. Mr. F. Warren was the last to take the floor for the affirmative. His speaking missed the individual prize by an ace. The audience in attendance enjoyed every minute of the fiery discussion from start to finish. Messrs. D. E. Gra- ham, Thomas A. Hickey, Joseph Farry, Stanislaus Riley and Hon. Judge Mu- rasky acted as judges and after consid- erable discussion awarded the palm of victory to the Santa Claraites. Three handsomely bound volumes of Shakes- peare were awarded Gerald J. Kenny of the negative, for being the best in- dividual debater. Mr. Keith, S. J., Moderator of the St. Ignatius Society, opened the meeting with an eloquent address of welcome after which program was presented: ELOCUTION CONTEST On Decoration Day the annual elocu- tion contest was held in the College Theater. A large crowd was present to hear the young elocutionists. It was a splendid contest, indeed. Every one acquitted himself honorably and some said that this was the best elocu- tion specimen held for years. Follow- ing is the program: Prelude, College Orchestra Introduction The Chair ACADEMIC CONTESTANTS (For Owl Gold Medal) " Hohenlinden " C. C. Lewis " Poor Little Joe, " J. H. Semeria " The Hesperus " A. P. Kavanagh " Catiline ' s Defiance, " L. P. O ' Connor " The Benediction " T. H. Hall " The Moor ' s Revenge " F. Warren Intermezzo College Orchestra COLLEGIATE CONTESTANTS (For Kennedy Gold Medal) " Swore Off " H. W. McGowan, ' 13 " Parrhasius " R. A. Bronson, ' 12 " Death of Pancratius " J. J. Hartman, ' i2 " Song of the Market Place " W. C. Talbot, ' 12 Selection, College Orchestra " Murder Will Out, " E. G. White, ' 12 " Spartacus " S. T. Henry, 11 " Marshalsea, " A. J Newlin, ' 11 Finale College Orchestra Winners will be announced June 21. L- O ' Connor, Spec. Eng. THE REDWOOD 377 Baseball The baseball season was officially closed at a banquet recently tendered by the Faculty to those connected with the Varsity Baseball Team of 1910. Before the elaborate spread was served the captain for next year ' s team was elect- ed. Chauncey Tramutolo was unani- mously chosen to lead the Red and White warriors of 191 1 to victory. Chauncey will no doubt perform his task well and to him the Redwood wishes that " success may crown all his efforts. " Following the banquet appro- priate speeches were made by the Ath- Track letic Director, Mr. Budde, by Manager McHenry, and by each member of the team of ' 10. Immediately after the last baseball game of the season, the cinder-burners of Santa Clara turned out in full force. In answer to the call for the first tryout of the year, held in the shape of an Inter-class Meet on March 19th, but five " vets " reported, while a new squad of thirty answered the summons. During the course of training two practice meets were held with Santa Clara High, in which all of the first-year men made a very good impression. With Coach Garcia ' s very able assist- ance and under the leadership of Cap- tain Morgan our sturdy athletes have rounded into fine shape. The first scheduled meet of the season was held with St. Ignatius College. An account follows: Santa Clara, 74 ' St. Ignatius, .53 Captain Morgan and his cinder- burners journeyed to the metropolis 378 THE REDWOOD Saturday, May 14, administering a de- feat to the track team representing St. Ignatius College, by the score of 74-53. Morgan with 11 points, Hardy and Dooling with 10 each were the chief point winners for Santa Clara. Morgan captured first place in the low hurdles, tied for first with Barnard and Curry in the pole vault and took second place in the broad jump. Hardy took first place in two brilliant races, the 100-yard dash and 220 from Flood, St. Ignatius ' crack short distance man. Dooling came off with first honors in the broad jump, second in the hammer-throw and third in both the high jump and shot put. Kearney easily annexed five points in the high jump, as did Barry in the shot- put. Bronson, Barnard, Gallagher, Goetter, Hirst, Leake, Curry and Yoell each assisted in lowering the colors of the St. Ignatius huskies. Santa Clara, 83 Pastime Club. 33 How easy — 85-33 ' Certainly show- ing some class, eh fellows? The Past- times from the Bay were easily taken into camp by the Varsity, Saturday, May 2rst, the Red and White athletes leading all the way. Captain O ' Dair of the Pastimes annexed the only two first places taken by his team, the 100- yard dash and the shot-put. Bronson had a great day, winning the 220-yard dash and high hurdles handily, taking second place in the broad jump and third in the high, capturing altogether 14 points for the Red and White. Cap- tain Morgan was a close second with 11 points; he taking first in both the low hurdles and pole-vault, and third in the broad jump. Leake won the half mile and mile with ease, making fast time. Dooling worked nicely, taking first in the broad jump and second in the high. " Skimp " has improved wonderfully in the broad jump, being now considered our star performer in this event. Kearney took first place in the high jump with ease, while Yoell captured the two mile in nice shape. Crane won the 440-yard dash from Kelly easily in the best event of the day. Kelly led throughout the course by a yard until the last twenty yards, when Crane by a beautiful spurt nosed him to the tape. Santa Clara, 1 St. Mary ' s, 74 ' In the second Intercollegiate Track Meet held Saturday, May 28th, with our rivals in the athletic world, St. Mary ' s College, we were defeated by the score of 74 — 47. This puts the finishing touch on athletics for the year ' 10, and though we cannot boast of victory over the Red and Blue, nevertheless all defeats suf- rered at their hands were very honor- able. Considering that this is only the sec- ond season that any of Santa Clara ' s athletes have donned track uniforms, and that but five were veterans, they have indeed brought honor to them- selves and to their Alma Mater. THE REDWOOD 379 The difficulty contended with this j ' ear was that we had many place men, but few five point winners, whereas last year it was the opposite. Next year I hope we will have a blending of both, as this was St. Mary ' s gain — they had such an evenly balanced team. The real star of the day was Captain Starrett of St. Mary ' s, he taking the loo and 220-yard dash and the broad jump, making a total of fifteen points. Captain Morgan of Santa Clara ran him a more than close second for the honors of the day with fourteen points. Morgan took first place in both the 220- yard low hurdles and pole-vault, second in the 120-yard high, and third in the broad jump. In individual points Walker was third with ten points. Leake and Dooling of Santa Clara, and Vlught of St. Mary ' s each made eight points. The 220 and half mile were the pret- tiest events of the day. In the 220 Starrett ran a beautiful race, leading Bronson by two yards at the tape, breaking the record established last year by two fifths of a second. Leake clipped four and a fifth seconds ofi " the 880-yard run record, crossing the finish ten yards ahead of his nearest competitor, Vlught of St. Mary ' s, by a brilliant sprint in the last one hundred yards. Much credit is due both Captain Mor- gan and Coach Garcia for the admirable work they have done in the season just closed. Both have worked unceasingly, endeavoring to put forth a team that would reflect credit on any college. De- feating St. Ignatius and the Pastime Club, although losing to St. Mary ' s, the track team under their leadership have certainly had a successful season, and both Captain Morgan and Coach Garcia may consider their energies well spent. The summary of the events follows: Mile run— Won by Vlught (S. M.); Leake (S. C), second; Scholten (S. M.), third. Time 4:40. 100-yard dash — First heat won by Starrett (S. M.); Hardy (S. C), second. Time 10 2-5. Second heat won by De Bennedetti (S. M.); Leonhardt (S. M.), second. Time 10 2-5. Final— Won by Starrett (S. M.); Leon- hardt (S. M.), second; Hardy (S. C), third. Time 10 1-5. 120-yard high hurdles — Won by Don- nelly (S. M.); Morgan (S. C), second. Time 17. 440-yard dash — Won by Martin (S. M.); Crane (S. C), second; Stolz (S. M.), third. Time 53. Two- mile run — Won by King (S. M.); Yoell (S. C), second; Martin (S. M.), third. Time 10:52 4-5. 220-yard low hurdles — First heat, won by Morgan (S. C); Hughes (S. M.), sec- ond. Second heat won by Donnelly (S. M.) Final — Vv on by Morgan (S. C); Hughes (S. M.), second; Donnelly (S. M.), third. Time 28. 220-yard dash — First heat won by Bronson (S. C); De Bennedetti (S. M.), second. Second heat won by Hardy (S. C); Starrett (S. M.), second. Final— Won by Starrett (S. M.); Bron- 38o THE REDWOOD Son (S. C), second; De Benedetti (S. M., third. Time 23 3-5. 880-yard dash— Won by Leai e (S. C; Vlught (S. M.), second; McDonald (S. M.), third. Time 2:10 4-5. Hammer throw — Won by Bonetti (S. M.); Walker (S. M.), second; Dool- ing (S. C), third. Distance 121 feet 4 inches. Shot-put— Won by Walker (S. M.; Wheaton (S. M.), second; Barry (S. C), third. Distance 39 feet 11 inches. High-jump — Kearney and Dooling (S. C), tied for first place; Armstrong (S. M.), third. Height 5 feet 714 inches. Broad jump — Won by Starrett (S. M.; Dooling (S. C), second; Morgan (S. C), third. Distance 20 feet 11 inches. Pole-vault — Won by Morgan (S. C); Walker (S. M.), and Long (S. C.) tied for second place. Height 10 feet. Relay race — Won by St. Mary ' s. Time 1:38. The following are the events in which records were smashed, including pres- ent and last year ' s lime: FORMER RECORD 100-yard dash Peters (S. C. ) 10 2-5 220-yard dash Peters (S. C. ) 24 440-yard dash D ' Artenay (S. M.) 55 4-5 880-yard run Scherzer (S. C.) 2:15 Mile run Burke (S M.) 5:00 Two mile run Burke (S. M.) 11:39 Hammer throw Bonetti (S. M.) 119 ft. Relay, Santa Clara 1 :39 PRESENT RECORD High jump, Kearney (S. C.) 5 ft. 10;4 in. Broad jump, Morgan (S. C.) 21 ft. 4 in. Pole vault, Dickson (S. M.) 10 ft. 1 in. Starrett (S. M.) 10 1-5 Starrett (S. M.) 23 3-5 Martin (S. M,) 53 Leake (S. C.) 2:10 4-5 Vlught (S. M.) 4:40 King (S. M. ) 10:52 4-5 Bonetti (S. M.) 121 ft. 4 in. Relay St. Mary ' s 1:38 RECORDS THAT STII,!, STAND 120-yard high hurdles, Reams (S. C.) 16 4-5 220-yard low hurdles, Hughes (S. M.) . . .27 4-5 Shot-put, Dickson (S. M. ) 40 ft. 5 in INDIVIDUAL SCORES ST. MARY ' S SANTA CI,ARA Relay 5 — Captain Starrett 15 — Captain Morgan — 14 Walker 10 — Dooling — 8 Leake, — 8 Vlught 8 — Donnelly 6 — Bonetti 5 — King 5 _ Martin 5 — Kearney — 4 Bronson — 3 Crane — 3 Yoell — 3 Hughes 3 — Leonhardt 3 — Wheaton 3 — Long — 2 Barry — 1 Hardy — 1 Armstrong 1 — De Benedetti 1 — Martin 1 — McDonald 1 — Scholten 1 — Stoltz 1 — Totals 74 47 At this time we hear of another track victory. The relay team composed of P Bronson, Barnard, Mor- victory neyed to Oakland where they competed in the Catholic College relay event. It was won handily and the men who did the trick deserve a great deal of credit for the handsome loving cup that they brought home with them. The following men were among the choice few to receive jerseys at the end „ , . ,, of the basketball season: Basket Dall r) u j nri • " " ■ " - Barbour and Wilson. Joe Ray captained the team, while A. Cecil Posey officiated in the managerial department. M. S. Zarick, Jr., ' 12. 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