Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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2 THE TARGET McKinley Intermediate High School, Berkeley XXV. JUNE, 1916. No. 2. When The Third " Don ' t " Failed " Now, Frederick, there are three dont ' s I want you to remember. Num- ber one is don ' t take other people ' s word, in business; two, don ' t let friendship interfere with business, and three, don ' t take chances in loaning money. " So concluded Mr. Warren to his little six-year-old son. This New York banker ' s main enjoyment was such talks with his boy and he insisted that though Freddie didn ' t understand it would make an impres- sion which would be remembered later. " Why do you waste your time like that? " sighed Mr. Warren. Mr. Warren dabbled in stock a great deal and usually won. Th e next morning wheat dropped and he lost. This took his money at hand; leaving him out three hundred thousand dol- lars which meant that if he could not raise it immediately, the bank of which he was president would fail. He would lose all. Four hours were spent in telephoning and telegraphing for money. Finally he gave up in despair. He told his wife about it, not no- ticing the intense interest which Fred- die showed. By and by he disappear- ed but no one missed him. Finally with lagging steps Mr. War- ren climbed the stairs to his room where he dropped to a chair. No mat- ter how much he fought it, his mind kept wandering toward the revolver in his desk drawer. It would be so nice if it were all over. He absently picked up a note on his desk and be- gan to read. It was written with a great deal of pains though almost il- legibly. " Deer Dady — i fel that i am takking chanses inn lendding u thise mone. Howevr iff u wil bee careful off it i wil ask know enterest as it iss thee last i hav inn thee wurld. UR CARE FUL SUN. " Mr. Warren picked up the ten cents which lay on his desk. He decided to try again for if his son could trust him with all he had in the world surely someone would loan him what he needed. Putting on his hat he strode out. He turned to look at the home he had almost given up. Now he gazed at it fondly as though it were already recovered, like a mother who appreciates her child the more when it has been at death ' s door and returned. That afternoon Mrs. Warren an- swered the phone and her husband ' s voice came joyfully over the wire. " It is all saved Laura. Mr. Traeger has loaned me the money. I ' ll tell you more when I get home. Good- bye. " As his mother hung up the phone, Freddie asked what it was. " You wouldn ' t understand dear, but your father has got a loan of a large sum of money which means a great deal to us. " Freddie smiled tolerantly as much as to say, " Oh, wouldn ' t I understand, I guess I knew about that loan long before you did. " That night Mr. Warren woke sud- denly to feel a cold little hand clutch-