Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

 - Class of 1916

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THE TARGET 11 time, for it was too cold to ride. ]t bad stopped snowing, and the coun- try was beautiful with about four inches of snow over everything. We left the donkej ' s about six miles out snd struck out across the fields and hills, with the hopes of picking up some game on the way to our camp. The donke} s followed the main path. No one had much luck — I saw only one deer, and being rather soft, we were pretty tired when we reached our temple perched up on the top of a 2,000-foot mountain. We had a fine place to stay; we had a big room in an old temple; a good cook, couple of boys, and the Chinese priests were very accommo- dating. There were a couple of other Germans stopping there who had been there for a week or so be- fore, and all eight of us messed, slept, and had our being , in the one large room. Someone said it looked like a " ten cent Dago flop-house " with eight bunks laid out side by side in the straw; it was comfortable and all hands kept warm and happy any- way. They all envied me my fine sleeping-bag I had made in Shang- hai; I wouldn ' t have parted with it for a lot. It was made of heavy, water-proof khaki, lined inside witii two horse blankets; ins ide of that was a bag made of two goat skin rugs, hair inside; a bag made of a sheet fitted inside cf that, and you slept like a " bug in a rug " in it. The next morning we started out on our first day ' s real hunting; six of us, each with his coolie, and two dogs. It was clear and cold — just perfect weather for shooting, everything be- ing covered with ice and snow. We would work down the hillside and ra- vines in line, the cover not being thick. We had been out less than half an hour when someone on the left put up a fine grey fox. It was a pretty sight— the dog at its heels as it came galloping over the snow. I killed it with the shotgun at about thirty yards. A few minutes later someone fired at a pheasant and put up a deer in the cover near a farm house; it ran across a small orchard and 1 killed it at about the same dis- tance. That was a propitious start, but in reality, it was only the begin- ning. That day, we bagged five deer and twenty-six pheasants, besides the fox and several rabbits. I wish you could see a Chinese pheasant cock up from the cover; it is truly a beautiful sight, and hard shooting, too, considering the large size of the bird. He makes a noise like a dozen quails rolled into one, and usually gets up so close and at such unexpected times that you are startled into a miss. I did some rot- ten shooting at them when I was up at Shiasu before, but I ' ve learned how to get ' em now. We were really too far up the mountains for good pheasant shooting, but deer was what we wanted and we certainly got them. The next morning we were off again and the bag was five deer also; I got two that day. We bagged very few birds after the first day. We didn ' t try to start too early any morning; always took plenty of time for a good breakfast, filled our can- teens with coffee, a little chow in our pockets, and a frying pan. In the middle of the day, we would go over to some native house or temple, fry some bacon, warm beans and coffee over the little charcoal fires and en- joy a good lunch, returning for din- ner about four-thirty. After that the more enthusiastic members would go up to the old ruined pagoda near by,

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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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12 THE TARGET and get some good evening wing shooting at the wild pigeons that made their home there. The third day Otto started back for Nanking, and we went out that morning five strong. As usual we got five deer that da - also, of which my share was one. four pheasants, and two woodcocck. The next day we planned to return to Nanking, but went out for a short hunt in the morning. I got one deer and one of the others bagged one. After lunch we strung out all our game on a rack to take a picture of it — it was a fine sight, believe mv. Here is what was on the rack: 17 deer, one fox, one porcupine, 36 pheasants, six rabbits, two wood- cock, 18 doves, 6 teal ducks. I will send you a photo when the} " are fin- ished. One fellow beat me on the deer — he got six e ' eer and seven pheasants. I got five deer, one fox and eleven pheasants. I also shot another fox with the rifle, but the beast dropped into his hole in the rocks and I lost him. Much of the snow was gone and the riding was fine coming back. We rode the donkeys most of the way, arriving at Nanking about dark. It took ten donkej r s to bring our bag- gage and game back. We w ere due to catch the 11:00 p. m. train back to Shanghai, but our baggage didn t show up. Later we found that it had arrived at the gates after sevjn o ' clock and the soldiers wouldn ' t al- low it to enter. That made it necessary to leave one of the bunch behind to look out for it, and he came on the next morn- ing. We came aboard ship last Fri- day morning with nothing. Of course the gang all began to run us about being " fire-side " hunters, etc. We just let them rave on, saying that we had had bum luck and didn ' t bring a thing back, but you should have seen their eyes open when the boat came over that afternoon about half full. The doctor, who had been away by himself, came back the next day with 18 ducks and a goose and we cei- tainly have a cold storage full of game now; been living on the fat of the land, believe me. ANOTHER DREAM Ah! Fate, 1 stand upon the precipice; And who shall dare to spurn thine offering With more tear-laden sigh, and who shall spring With less of gladness back from the abyss Than 1? And yet, if dreams can hold such bliss, And warm blood flow, and sad heart yearn to sing, By vision of the best the world can bring, Then, Fate, 1 seek another dream than this! A deeper hope, a fuller love, shall grow, Until the very fetters that I scorned Gird with a binding bond, so that I fain W ould linger when the clear call come to go — Knowing, that I had not died un- mourned, Knowing, that I had not lived in vain. AUDREY DAVIES.

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