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

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WIZARD STAFF Editor Evelyn Shelby Business Manager Stanley Wulf endinger CLASS REPRESENTATIVES H9 Regina Railo J.ohn Tucker L8 v H9 Eliada Iversen Ant one Argent a L8 f K9 f Louise Mroczko Doris Campbell H7 ’ L9» Vivian McCollom Josephine Smiraglia H7 L9 Anita Elss Wilbur Walters H7 f K8 ’ Lucille Page Stella Sawers L7 ’ H8 Geraldine Golphin Leasa Guelfo L7 KB T Margaret Enos Grace Gras so L7 L8 1 Hal Goodyear Millie Rolling 07 FACULTY COUNCIL Ruth Waugh Mary M. Tom sen Frances C. Albee Mabel P. Webber O ' ' z Qb

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MISS DUNBAR A MESSAGE FROM OUR LIBRARIAN, BURIED TREASURE To know where you can find anything, that in short is the largest part of learning. Anonymous At the beginning of this semester, the pupils of the Burbank Junior High School discovered a wonderful cave within sight of their own school. Most caverns are dark and cold but this one is warm and softly lighted. The acoustics, however, are of such a nature that all who enter are silent, it being impossible to explore when there is the slightest noise in the cave. Once a week, each class, accompanied by a teacher, goes to this cave to search for the unknown treasure. No one can hope to find all the hidden treasure of this cavern in one semester. It would take a life time to ex plore all parts of the grotto. Y hat a rare opportunity this has been for the boys and girls to delve into the mysteries of thousands of underground passages and cham- bers! The guide instructs the class how to begin its search, but she has said that much of the treasure is hidden from her. That while she is willing to tell a.ny pu pil where she found her treasure, she knows that each one must make his own search. The wealth and wisdom of the ages a.re to be found in this honeycombed cavern. The guide said that some of the pupils are like eye less beetles and seemed only to see the sta lactites and stalagmites and were willing to watch the other boys car ry off the treasures. It is impossible for those who do not explore, to understand the ecstasy of the other pu- pils in finding these treasures. Even those who find uhc hidden ti Go-sux e do not always realise the full value of it until long after they have left the cave . But once they discover the spring and drink of its water the secret is theirs forever. ’ The treasuie is something they cannot lose) some- thing they can never forget; something they can carry with them every day of their lives; something the older they grow the more they will enjoy. One boy who found a bit of radium held it over the doorway and the other pupils read this inscription: THIS CAVE IS THE WEST BERKELEY BRANCH LIBRARY AND THE BURIED iREaSuRE Io THE JOY OF READING GOOD BOCKS.

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n v rc Ao ' e) V rn y A TRIBUTE TO LUTHER BURBANK r ‘V , ' . v - c ' cS mf • 0 ■ ,-, l M. «•! j Luther Bur hank, he who loved everybody, lies, peace fully sleeping on his lone couch under the old shannon tpfa cedar. Under the tree which he brought to proud fruit- ri ' y at ion, he sleeps the eternal sleep of death. Ho was laid to rest just as the mellowing rays of the declining sun shot its golden beams through the Lebannon’s stately -Oy branches. The sun in its retreat smiled a blessing upon the little mound under the old tree. r I Though death, the consoler, has laid its hand upon Luther Burbank s heart ho will live in our memory for- V jyover. He has come as a meteor that has whirled its way ) from its void into the small garden of this universe to tarry awhile, nursed by the wind, the sunshine, and the cO-j rain. Should nature, his recognised God, will it so, the brilliant spark of his spirit shall live forever in ' the sweet fragrance of his flowers. It is impossible to estimate the wonderful wealth he has so generously showered upon humanity. Many of his plants have been of the greatest commercial value. Mr. Burbank would have been one of the richest men in the world if he had sought monopoly. But ho found more joy in giving than accepting, a joy that money can never bring. In reviewing his service to mankind, we recall the words written by Jonathan Swift, more than two centuries ago. Swift gave it as his opinion that whoever could moke two ears of corn grow upon a spot where only one grow before, would deserve better of mankind and do more essential service to his country that the whole race of politicians put together. Luther Burbank has accom- plished the seemingly impossible in life, among the cre- ations of Nature. Burbank was a personal friend and benefactor of our school; he was one of our most beloved of friends and pa- trons. The photograph which he so kindly presented us will retain a place of honor among our treasures forever. His encouraging words and best wishes still echo in our ears, and wo boar his name as proudly as our banner does, and love it. The pupils of Burbank throughout their lives will always cherish the gentle spirit that gave so freely and gladly to his fellow-men. They will strive to live up to his high ideals and teachings. Evelyn Shelby H9