Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

 - Class of 1920

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6 The Target The Masters Once, a long time ago. in Italy, there lived two men — two masters. One was a master composer. He could seat himself at a piano and laying his hands upon the keys, could produce most beautiful sounds. Xo one knew where he got the in- spirations for his lovely music. The secret of his success was this: he would go to some art gallery and look at one of the beautiful paint- ings. Then he would go home, sit down at the piano, and reproduce in music the beauty of the painting. Thus was he a master. The other man was also a master, but in a different way. He was a painter. And this was the secret of his success: he would sit down and listen to music and then he would put on the canvas the wonderful thoughts that the music brought into his brain. Thus was he a master. All their lives these two men had just made little paintings, composed little pieces, but each now decided to make one big master-piece, to spend his time, efforts and talent on that and that alone. The same moon shone down upon these two men, al- though they were hundreds of miles apart, when they decided to con- secrate themselves to this one pur- pose. And each, in order to get some inspiration, decided to go to Venice. Thus the hands of Fate, though mov- ing slowly, brought the two masters together. Eight months later, the two men met and each confided in the other his hopes, plans, and ambitions. The picture of the painter was al- most finished, all except the central figure — the wonderful, rich, dark background and dainty shades and tints, all except one disfiguring block of white, and he could find no thought that fitted in that space. The composer had his prelude and some of his chords, but the body — the thought was lacking. Finally, one night, the painter sug- gested that the composer play what part he had of his music, while he, in despair, put some little conventional figure in that mocking white spot. So the composer started to play his prelude. As his fingers wan- dered over the keys he glanced at his friend, working by his side, and in the wonderful shades of that back- ground and the even more wonder- ful possibilities of that white spot, found his inspiration and his fingers, plying over the keys, completed the master-piece. Meanwhile, the painter, listening to the wonderful notes, took up his brush and filled in the space with a marvelous figure. Thus were two master-pieces born to the world. JEAN STEVENS. MY TFIP TO THE MOON AS A REPEATING ROCKET It was one fine day when I was put into a long tube with a lot of my friends. The tube was securely placed on a strong foundation about six feet off the ground. Soon a group of distinguished looking gentlemen

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The Target of his horse had come post haste to get him. Upon looking up the pedigree of the horses it was found they were brothers. Of course each wanted to buy the other ' s horse, but naturally neither one would sell. There was only one satisfactory way to settle such a dif- ficulty. One day while Paul and Kathryne were out riding, the problem was solved. The two horses are now always together, as are Mr. and Mrs. Stan- ton. GRACE RICHARDSON. TO A DOG As I walked by a school, at the close of the day, A little black dog, I passed by the way. With ears pricked up. and expectant eye Without offer of friendship, he passed each one by; Till at last came a laddie, all freckles and tan, To whom all unmindful and joyous he ran. Oh, blest is the boy who may own such a friend And tenderly love him, until life ' s end. I, too, was a child, with freckles and tan, And to me as to him, a little dog ran, But the years passed by and I wan- dered far From the childhood scenes that nothing can mar. FLORENCE BULLARD CURIOSITY WINS One summer Joe Samson and his friend, Bob Riley, were camping in the high Sierras. Upon finishing their lunch of fresh trout and bacon, one da3 r , Joe suggested reaching a certain point that night. Bob, however, was of a different opinion and he answered, " No, thank you. I ' m about dead and I ' m going to take a nice long nap right here. " " All right, " was the reply; " have it your own way! " And the two exhaused boys lay down and went to sleep. All of a sudden Joe, for some unknown rea- son, woke up. He looked where his companion was resting and he saw a huge rattlesnake coiled on Bob ' s chest. " Oh, what shall I do? " he thought. " If I shoot it I might shoot Bob! If I disturb the snake it will be sure to strike at him. " Then a brilliant thought came to him. Knowing that rattlesnakes are curious animals, he went off a short distance and rustled some leaves with a twig. The sleep} ' snake raised its head, opened one eye, slowly un- coiled and came over to see what was happening. As soon as the snake was at a safe distance from the sleeping boy Joe raised his rifle and shot it. " Whew! " breathed Joe, " that sure was a close call. Wake up, Bob, old top and hear a great story! " , EVELYN HENDERSON. Janice Hoyt ' s recipe for boiled cabbage: " Put the cabbage on in an uncooked kettle with cold boiling water, to which one-eighth of a tea- spoon has been added. Serve with white sauce. "



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The Target 7 gathered around us and after a con- sultation placed us on top of a high hill. Then one of the men took a box of matches from his pocket and lighted a long string-like object at the bottom of the tube. Suddenly we all shot towards the moon. When we reached a few hundred miles up in the air another explosion took place and we shot ahead still faster. Explosions kept up till finally we saw a great round ball all white and full of holes. The next moment we hit this round object and sent out a large flash of light. I saw where I was but only for a min- ute. The light went out and I was lost. Undertaking to walk around, I fell into a hole about four feet deep, to get out of which I had to do some work. Finally I succeeded after falling back about three times. Start- ing to walk around again, suddenly, I fell into a lot of soft white snow. A lot of little things began to run all over me and call me names be- cause, they said, I was trying to in- troduce the high cost of living up there. Finally I got up and made friends with as many as I could. They then started to show me around and I fell into more mysterious soft- ness. I kept going deeper and deeper until I found myself completely sur- rounded b} ' a great mass of green cheese. This was the " straw that broke the camel ' s back. " I was good and ready to return to earth. There is no longer doubt that the moon is made of green cheese be- cause I ' ve been there to see. EDWARD PLATE ALL MINE! One day, when I was out hunting, I saw thirty-nine quail perched on the limb of a tree. I had been hunt- ing all da}-, and was on my way home. There was only one bullet left in my hunting bag, so as you might guess I was trying to contrive a way to get more than one bird. After thinking for a while I suddenly struck upon a good plan. I put the bullet in my gun, and shot at the limb, close to the place were it was joined to the tree-trunk. Before the birds could fly away, the limb had split out to the end. Their toes fell into the crack, then the split closed up again, and I had them all. I then took out my jack- knife and cut off the limb, slung it over my shoulder, and went home with thirty-nine quail in my pos- session. MARGARET PRICE. A MISTAKE It was a snowy, blowy evening late in December. Grandpa had just locked up and was preparing to go to bed, when grandma asked him if he had locked the barn door, which contained Ferdinand, a ferocious bull that was brought across the plains with the household goods. Grandpa said he reckoned he had locked that door good and tight as he was not going to take any chances with Fer- dinand. About three o ' clock the next morn- ing the house began to shake, and grandpa, upon awakening, immediate- ly thought of Ferdinand. He was sure he had bolted the barn door! Grandpa jumped out of bed and taking pitchfork in hand went out to settle that colsarned bull. Sure

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