Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

 - Class of 1918

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12 THE TARGET The Spirit That W ms It was black night in Flanders. In a dugout of the first line trenches a group of men were huddled. It was useless to think of sleeping. Mars alone could rest through the mighty thunder of a thousand can- non. The men sat in silence, some with their faces supported in their hands, others idly chopping up pieces of wood with their bayonets, while some stood looking with unseeing eyes at the little candle that flicker- ed to and fro at every discharge of the guns. All were thinking, think- ing of home and the dear ones whom they might never see again, for on the morrow they were to go over the top at the Germans. This meant death for many. Suddenly a shell burst close to the dugout; some of the men started and looked up but none spoke. Pres- ently a little Australian, who had left home, country, and sweetheart to fight the Hun, got up, walked over to thh candle, watched it for awhile, and then said, " Men, when I enlisted I expected to fight and per- haps be wounded for the cause, but I did not realize that I might have to lay down my life before the war god ' s throne. Tonight I have thought a long while, for I feel that this is my last night. I have asked myself, ' Is it worth it? ' I have an- swered that question, ' It is. ' The Allies are fighting for all that ' s right against all that is wrong, and fellows, we ' re bound to win, and when we do, it will be the dawn of a new day. A day when Right shall stand forever over Alight, when war will be abolshed, when man shall eternally be friends with his fellow men. So we who die beating down the Hun will not die in vain. " sj: s{c i£ sjc sjc s|c %z ' s}c sje sj; :jc It was after the battle. The Eng- lish had attacked and crumpled the German line. A stretcher bearer stopped by the body of a fallen hero and stooping over took from his hand a crumpled piece of paper. On the paper were written those lines which have made all who have read them wonder as to their origin. Here they are: " Ye who have faith to look with fearless eyes Upon the tragedy of a world at strife And know that out of night and death shall rise An ampler life " Rejoice, whatever anguish rend thy heart, That God has given you the price- less dower To live in this great time and play your part In freedom ' s crowning hour. " That ye may tell your sons, who see the light High in the Heavens their heritage to take, T saw the powers of darkness put to flight, I saw the morning break ' . " ADOLPHUS CHEEK. Our poorest rations, Luxuries of other nations.

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THE TARGET HOW LIEUTENANT BROWN WAS MADE CAPTAIN . In the front line trenches situated near the city of N- a group of officers were talking to a German prisoner. He told them of a liquid fire attack to be made the next day. As the English had no reserves, the officers knew that they could not withstand an attack of this kind. They were informed that the Ger- mans had but four of these tanks, and that if they could destroy those they could check any other attack. So the officers called for a volunteer to try to destroy them. A Lieuten- ant called Brown volunteered. Late that night Brown went into " no man ' s land " accompanied by a squad of " snipers. " They cut a passage through the barbed-wire entangle- ment and then left him. When the snipers had left, Brown crawled along as best be could. After awhile he saw the liquid fire tanks looming up through the night. He shot the tanks and destroyed them. A Ger- man sentry espied him, and turned in the alarm. Almost instantly the machine guns opened fire. Just as Brown leaped into his trench, a bul- let caught him in the arm. The next day there was no attack by ' the Germans, but there was a certain Captain Brown who had but one arm. WILLIAM ABERNETHY. MAY TIME. A thousand dainty, tiny plants Are growing o ' er the land; A thousand joyful, happy birds Sing now, on every hand; Ten thousand shining poppies Each gay with golden heart, The Maytime joys impart. BARBARA AMES. K. B. Clarence Wycoff who lived in the country was an orphan. He had no relatives and no friends except a small black dog. The dog was originally named Andrew Jackson but was called K. B. by his master. K. B. meant Knight of the Bath because K. B. was so afraid of water. Clarence hadn ' t any keepsakes but a small iron chest in which was a photograph, a letter and a bronze statuette of Lincoln. The letter was from Lincoln to Clarence ' s uncle who had been awarded a medal for brav- ery. When the war broke out Clarence enlisted, and, as he could not take the statuette he buried it in a chest by an old oak tree. As he left the farm he laughingly told K. B. to keep watch over the statuette. The new tenants that lived on the Wycoff farm noticed that K. B. always stayed by the oak tree. One day the children tried to dig where the dog was standing, thinking it might be a bone. But K. B. wouldn ' t let them dig there. The children called their father who dug up the chest. When he opened it, K. B. took the statuette to the shed w here he slept. When Clarence re- ceived an honorable discharge and the V. C. for being gassed while doing a daring and brave task, he returned, found the statuette, and was glad that he had done as his uncle had. ELROY FULMER. If you waste potatoes and wheat, The wicked Hun we ' ll never beat. Save the wheat. People ask " why? " They ought to know. Wheat saves the ally.

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THE TARGET You Never Can Tell 13 " The way some of these fellows pull down fat Y. M. C. A. jobs, and leave the fighting to us, gets on my nerves, " complained Jimmy Bur- nett, a young, inexperienced aviator who had just finished his training course. " For instance that fellow Craig down at the hut. Why isn ' t he fighting, I ' d like to know, he ' s a husky looking young fellow. " The next day Burnett made his first battle flight. He managed to keep his place in the patrol till they met some thick clouds, when he became hopelessly lost. While he was flying aimlessly, trying to get his bearings, he heard the popping of a gun behind him, and felt a stinging pain in his shoulder. It was a Ger- man plane which had slipped up behind him. He turned his ma- chine, darted toward his opponent, and was able to chase him away, because, although he did not re- alize it, he was in French territory, and the Boche wasn ' t taking too many chances. Then his shoulder began to hurt him terribly, and it was all he could do to make a landing before falling into un- consciousness. When he opened his eyes he saw that he was in a hospital, and that Craig, the " Y " man, was at his bed- side. " What happened? " he asked weak- ly. " Well, " replied Craig, " you landed right by a road that was being shelled, a pretty hot place. I had happened to see you fall, so I got an ambulance driver to take me up as close as he could get. Then I crawled over to you, started your machine, and flew back in it. You see I ' d had a little experience as an aviator in the Royal Flying Corps, but I got shot up, and now I have only one good lung, so they won ' t let me fight. " Say, you aren ' t the same Craig as the British " ace " who brought down four Germans in his last fight, and then was invalided home. " " Yeh, I guess I ' m the fellow you mean. Well, I ' ll have to be running along, but I ' ll be around again to- morrow, " and he went out, followed by the awe-stricken gaze of a young, now very humble, flyer. CURTIS WRIGHT. PALS. Pat O ' Brien was mushing his way to Dawson as fast as his team of seven dogs could travel. Pat was the trailer for the Northwest Mount- ed Police, and was on one of his greatest cases. He had heard from the miner with whom he had spent the night that the United States had declared war on Germany. At Dis- covery Pup of Hunker Creek he saw a notice asking all Americans to en- list. Pat was a loyal American, al- though he was not a native-born citizen. When he reached headquarters he was undecided whether to resign from the police and enlist with the Americans at Forty-mile or to joins the Canucks. It was not left for Pat to decide that question for him- self. As a member of the North- west Mounted Police he was under miltary rule, and was subject to or- ders to report for duty anywhere his government might assign him. Consequently he received immediate notice to go to France with the men

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