Burbank Junior High School - Wizard Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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T HE WIZARD 7 to the Emperor, and both supported by a peasant who bore this inscrip- tion: “I support the two.” On one side was a merchant bearing this in- scription: “I steal from the three.” On the other side was a lawyer with a third inscription. “I deceived the four.” Behind was a physician with a fourth inscription: “I kill the five,” and above all was a parish priest with this: “I absolve all of them.” (From a Spanish newspaper.) BENJAMIN BOGRAN A 9. A DOGFISH. This summer I was camping at Pacific Grove and on Sunday morn- ing I went with my friend to the wharf at Monterey. We found quite a number of people there fishing. Soon we noticed there was an ex- citement at the end of the wharf so we went out there to see what it was. A man had caught a very queer looking fish. Just its head was above the water as they had it on such a small hook and line that they could not land it. About 150 feet away was a rowboat, so they hailed the man who was in it and had him put another fishing line around the head of the fish. Then three or four men pulled until they had it upon the wharf. The people standing around thought that it was a dogfish. It was from five to six feet long and about a foot thick. It had a large, flat face that looked something like that of a bulldog. Its body was of grayish- white color but its head was dark gray, and there was a broad stripe of black down the middle of the back. Everyone said they had never before seen a fish like it. So it was quite a curiosity to us all. T have never heard what they did with it. LEO LA BISHOP P 8 2 . FROM MY WINDMILL. From my windmill, which faces west, I glance and see a green ocean. Riding on it I see a boat at full sail. Then I look again and see the dead princess on Mt. Tamalpais. The mountains with their giant peaks rise high in the sky. In front of the monstrous mountains there is a big steamer riding at anchor. “Where is it going on its next trip,” I think to myself, “and how was man ever able to make such things as that?” Then to the left, I see Goat Island and further on, the Golden Gate. As the sun is going down in the west, the light is so glaring that everything becomes indistinct. ELLERTH WIGLUND. THE GROCER’S SHOP. The grocer’s shop at Christmas! My! What a lovely sight! Apples polished so that one could see a freckle on the end of one’s nose in their shiny surfaces. What an assortment of nuts, wal- nuts, almonds, peanuts, hickory nuts! Why I could easily fill a page tell- ing of the different kinds of nuts. Many a small boy’s mouth waters as he looks at the striped candy sticks and cakes. A very sweet fragrance reaches one’s nose as one passes by, for many plum puddings, turkeys, and roasts are being cooked in the large ovens. Tiny Chinese lanterns hang all about giving the impression that here is the Orient itself. I fear small boys will receive spankings for reaching home so late. When asked, their only explana- tion will be, “I have been looking in the grocer’s window.” Well, I can’t blame them. I shall do the same for it is a beautiful sight, in- deed!” CARL BALLWANZ A T.

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6 T HE W I Z A R L) concrete area where the sailors drill. There is a baseball diamond marked out on it, with a grandstand on one side. There arc two buildings in front of the grounds. One of them is the “chow” hall; the other build- ing is for indoor exercises, and the dentist is upstairs. About the time the Scouts finished lunch the fleet began to come in. Each ship as it entered the Golden Gate fired a salute of sixteen guns. There were twelve battleships and four submarines; the rest of them were destroyers. The ships went as far as the right end if the island. Then they turned and went towards Berkeley. The destroyers did not follow the battleships. When the destroyers arrived at the right end of the island some of them turned to the right and went along the San Francisco coast and anchored; some of them turned to the left and anchored on one side of the island. After that the Scouts went to the grandstand and heard some men talk about the Scouts of Berkeley. The Scouts then sat down on the grandstand and watched the sailors, who were getting into ranks. The band with the sailors following marched down to one of the wharves, where a boat had just anchored. Then all of a sudden the Scouts heard a sound which made them jump. One of the cannons on the island fired a salute of seventeen shots. Then all the sailors marched back and stood in front of the “chow” hall. An automobile drove up and out of it got several officers and a man in plain clothes. The Scouts were allowed to stand in front of the sailors. The commanding officer of the Naval Training Station of Goat Is- land stood up and introduced the man in plain clothes. It was the Secretary of the Navy, Mr. Daniels. He spoke of the opportunities the sailors have of advancement. After his speech lie went in one of the houses on the island. After that the Scouts marched down to the wharf and got on their boat. They were on the island from eleven to four o clock. I lie boat this time landed at the Berkeley wharf instead of Oakland. They then marched off the wharf and went home, all glad they had gone. HENRY L. WHIFFEN A 7 ' . ROOSEVELT AN AMERICAN. To my mind there is no better man. He believed in his country, loved his country, and was always ready to help his country or its people. He never flinched while in a tight place but by tireless thinking and determined mind he sought relief. His gift to his country was the Panama Canal. This canal, besides being of great advantage to our- selves, was apprccitcd by the whole world as a help in cutting down trans- portation time between Europe and the Pacific. He taught us not only to think but to do; to rely upon ourselves; to speak softly, but to be ready to enforce our just demands. JOHN HAVENS. IN ANCIENT ROME. • It is said that once in ancient Rome a painting was placed by the statue of Titus. It was in the time when the great Roman Empire was in its splendor. Someone who had some Republican ideas in those early days painted it to make fun of the powerful, and picture the social con- ditions of that time. The painting represented the Pope giving his hand

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8 THE WIZARD t ROOSEVELT AS A MAN. Roosevelt was a man! How could one praise him more? He was a man in every sense of the word. His enemies admitted it; his friends boasted of it. Kings and princes came out of their way to see him and speak to him. Who can enumerate his gifts to the world? I cannot. His greatest one was the Panama Canal. Euro- pean powers had given it up. Roose- velt said, “Come on! Let’s do it,” and lie did. That was his way in life. “Come on; let’s do it,” and it was done. The whole world paid him honor and tribute and mourned when he died. At his death he was buried on Sag- amore Hill with simple but touching ceremony. His sister commemorated the day of burial in a poem that ends: “For one is gone, who shall not go, from Sagamore!” PAUL BURNHAM A 7 AN AUTUMN DAY. Oh! but the sky is blue today! The grasses on the hillside are both green and gray. In the distance I can see where the oak tree grows. Be- neath, amid the rich black soil, the acorns arc spread in rows. Below the hill is a running brook, that gleams all through the day. Hear it gently murmur day and night, as slowly it pursues its way. Now that the summer has gone and the winter is nigh, the leaves arc falling, and rustling in the wind, which will make the trees look bare, and the birds are getting ready to fly to the south, until the rainy season is over. EDNA LANGE A 7 ' . AWAY FROM HOME. Home is one of the sweetest words in any language. When we say “home,” we think of mother, father, brothers, sisters, friends, and the things we like the best. No matter if our home is not pretty, and comfortable, home al- ways is the synonym of love, and comfort. When we are going to take a long journey we little think of be- ing away from home. We think of the new world, and new people we are going to meet, and how happy we are going to be. But later, when we find ourselves in a foreign country, where the people speak a different language, and have dif- ferent customs, and even the meals arc different from ours, then we begin to appreciate what home is for us. The first sad questions come to our mind — who is going to take the place of our mother; of father? Who is going to be our friend? These qeustions are followed by a long meditation, after which we find out that the places of mother, and father can be filled by no one, and we have to wait a very long time to find a friend. But after all we do not feel so miserable, and we hope that after a while we will get used to our new life, and we will not miss home any more. Unhappily it is not true! The days are long, the months interminable, and the years are eternities away from home! And still worse is the situation when an illness comes! Instead of the smiling face of mother giving us comfort, the strange face of a nurse we see before our beds. Then the most bitter tears we shed. Oh, sweet home of mine! I long for the day when I will be back in my beloved home! MERCEDES BOGRAN A 9.