Berkeley High School - Olla Podrida Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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Luanda Morse Unobtrusive English Her looks do argue her re- plete with modesty Ella Rea Childlike Wanting Simple, and childlike, and sweet Ralph Lyon Sporty Minstrels The name that dwells on every tongue no minstrel needs Grace McKeown Chubby The bus She seemeth like unto a cherub James Lester Impish Pranks Now will you be good ' Mary Kennedy Lawnie Crozier Innocent Motherly Forum To be stylish Her smile was childlike and Her own merit makes her bland way 24

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Cecilia Skinner Retiring Tardiness Good as her face is fair Florence Reeve Stylish High collars White, cold, and pure, looks a frozen rill Dora Bramlet Good-natured Duets She doth smile on all she meets Hilma Jones Coquettish A 2 Her voice was as the warble of the bird, so soft, so sweet, so delicately clear Bessie Pack Brunette B. V. ' ' Those dark eyes so dark and brown ' ' 23

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S I was walking out one April day Among the Berkeley hills, I lost my way. The sun was shining, all the hills were green, And lovely little valleys smiled between; Wild flowers were blooming ' mid the poppies red, Golden with sunshine in their verdant bed. In dazzling splendor to the westward lay The silver sheen of San Francisco bay, While Tamalpais and Mt. Diablo stood Majestic, grand, in silent brotherhood. The ferry-boats, like ants that come and go, Busy as bees, were plying to and fro Past stately ships with cargoes from afar, Riding at anchor safe within the bar. I stood and gazed and drank in with delight The scene of beauty in its glow of light. When lo, the cold gray fog in solemn state Came rolling landward through the Golden Gate, Effacing all that late had seemed so bright, Enshrouding me within the gloom of night. Surprised and startled I retraced my way Seeking the homeward path through mists of gray. As on I hastened, unfamiliar grew The path I trod, until at last I knew That I was lost. So on a mossy bank Discouraged, warm, and tired, I weakly sank. When lo, the fog uplifting, to the view Disclosed a greenwood glade. The sun shone through Upon an alder grove, whose feathery crest, Shadowed below a leafy tangled nest 2 5