Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

 - Class of 1916

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THE TARGET 9 IN WINTER In winter time I always hate To get up out of bed. Sometimes I think I ' ll shut my eyes And play that I am dead — So nurse will be quite fooled, you see, And after while stop calling me. GREETINGS TO " THE TARGET " Full well we of the class of 1910 remember the great interest we took in our edition of " The Target " in which our greatest event, our Cali- fornia Day, was recorded. We were the first class to graduate from the eighth grade after the installation of the Introductory High School sys- tem and our celebration, while not really a graduation, took on all the interest, solemnity, and excitement which before we had expected to ex- perience. The whole theme of the exercises was praise for our " Golden State " which was expressed in the addresses, songs, and decorations of California poppies. It was a true California Day and one which stirred our patriotic feeling for our state, — ■ a day which will not be forgotten by those who witnessed it. MARY E. LIPMAN, VASSAR AND DEMOCRACY As I have talked with people out- side of. Vassar about the college I have been both amused and discour- aged to find that more people have heard of its " Daisy Chain, " than of any other feature of the college life. And it seems to me a great pity that our one undemocratic custom should be thus emphasized abroad. For we are essentially a democratic col- lege and we live a community life. There are no sororities to separate us and cause rivalry and bitter feel- ing. We do not need the sorority unit for our social life because the college is so limited that practically all the girls can live in the campus dormitories. So I think it is this feeling of unity which is one of the best things in the life of the college. Although there is a strong class spirit, there is a still stronger college spirit. Whenever we meet, whether it be in the more serious moments ot chapel and self-government meet- ings, or in the glad ones of " College Singing, " we are conscious of our- selves as a college, not as individuals or groups of individuals. MARGARET MILES. Vassar College, May 11, 1916. Dusk The breathing dark creeps ' round me; on my hair Dim forms grow dimmer, but still, sweet upon my hair Its odorous tendrils cling, damp, The mist is clinging, and the dark faintlv sweet; sky nears; Its incense, borne upon the soft, A crushed rose gives its perfume to warm air the air; Stirs the still throbbing flowers at my The night is Peace — and yet, O won- feet. ter! tears! GRACE MADDOCK.

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8 THE TARGET busy making garlands, decorating for the afternoon, wreathing the lights with greenery and flowers. Then, in a moment, the picture of the last ex- ercises opened before me. A group of familiar faces on the platform to- gether for the last time, the sweet strains of familiar music, and words rehearsed for many weeks; the sad thought of parting, all lived before me again. As I bent over the last picture, the elf ceased crooning his song. He looked at me for a mo- ment, and his eyes asked whimsically, " How much did it all mean to you? " I found myself thinking in answer to his query, " Why all the best gifts my life has known had their beginning in those days! There were those whose faith set me to work, to strive for life ' s deepest treasures. There the seeds of ambition were set well and wisely in my heart. The love of beauty, of art, and of music was first awakened in these class rooms, and there the love of teachers and school mates came first to teach me the wonder of friendship. All that I have grown to hold highest, I owe to those dear days of planting — the days at McKinley school. " I turned to look again at the curi- ous book, to tell the elf of its meaning. He was nowhere to be seen! At my elbow a wild columbine swung, bending from the fern bed. Somewhere out in the night a wild bird whistled as tho to mock my thought of the elf — but do you know, close in my fingers there lay three leaves and a stem that I had not seen before — I held the fairy ' s charm — a fragrant sprig of Rosemary. DORIS McENTYRE. HAPPY THOUGHTS By Edith Hilles WONDERINGS I wonder where the waves go to When they run back from land — I ' ve often watched them do that way When playing in the sand — I wonder where the dark comes from And how it lives all day. I wonder how the fire feels When the sparks have gone away. I have so many wonderings, At night, when lights are out, That early in the morning I forget to ask about! OUR DOG Sometimes I ' d like to be our dog — He has such lots of fun! Just playing all the morning through, Or sleeping in the sun. And while I have to sit and learn Whole rows of A B C ' s, I see him through the window there, As happy as you please — And when at night my mother turns The nursery lamp down dim, And kisses me — why then I ' m glad I ' m me, instead of him. SONG OF THE ROAD Give me the road that winds up hill, With the valley ' s green below me, And the friendly gossip of little cart;, As they clatter to and from me. Give me the clouds of changing blue, And the wind to blow beside me — And when at night the world is still, A star or two to guide me. DISTANCE The cool of wind, the blue of sky, The mist of white clouds drifting by, The stir of leaves, the breath of rain — I stand on hills above the plain — And faint, like echoes from the sea, The sound of worlds floats up to me.

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10 THE TARGET From (Mrs. Perkins has kindly permitted us to publish this extract from a let- ter received from her son, a grad- uate of McKinley and Annapolis, — Lieutenant Whitley Perkins.) U. S. S. GALVESTON, Shanghai, China, February 3, 1916. Dear Mother: I haven ' t written you since the day before leaving on our shooting trip up-country; since then I have been away for a week and found your let- ters of Dec. 13th and 30th upon my return. Our trip was a huge success from every point of view so I will tell you about it from start to finish. Five of us started out — the chief engineer, three bluejackets, and I. We had already made arrangements with a German friend to plan the trip for us from Nanking. Leaving on the 11:00 p. m. train Friday, Jan. 21st, we readied Nanking the next morn- ing at seven — that is three of us did, for the other two missed the train. Our German friend met us at tlic station and took us out to his place where we spent most of the day waiting for the other fellows who finallv came up on the afternoon train. It was snowing hard — the first snow of the winter, and we all felt the cold too much for comfort. How- ever that didn ' t keep us inside, for all hands bundled up in sweaters and heavy clothes and rode out to the lake outside the walls to try our luck with the ducks. We got out in little sam- pans and poled around the lake in the China blinding snow, but met with very lit- tle success. There were plenty of ducks and geese but it was impossible to get near them. One mallard was all T could account for. We finally gave it up as a bad job and returned to the house, nearly frozen, where systematic applications of hot " chow ' ' and hot rum put the bunch back on their feet again. The next morning found us off bright and early on our start for the mountains. We had a lot of bedding and chow, and the start, with a dozen or so yelling coolies was far from quiet. We rode in carriages about five miles to the South Gate of the city, where everything was trans- ferred to donkeys — even us. Before I go further, I may as well say a word about the city of Nan- king, if you have never been there. Tt is an enormous place — covers much more territory than the city of New York. For a couple of thousand years it was the capital of China — giving way to Peking when the Man- chus overthrew the government about five hundred 3 r ears ago. The city is surrounded by an enor- mous wall, about fifty feet high and forty-six miles long. It is over seven miles across the city. A very large part of the place was destroyed by the rebels during the Taiping Rebel- lion in the 60s, and some very good pheasant shooting may be had right in the city out near the famous Ming Tombs. Well, to continue my story, wo headed for the mountains on don- keys, but we walked most of the

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