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

Text from Pages 1 - 66 of the 1938 volume:

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Parker Miss Anne Reith . Principal Secretary Nurse B(MM) OF EDUCATION Dr. Louise L. Hector. President Mayor E. N. Ament Mr. Walter T. Steilberg Miss Clara B. Andrews. Secretary Mr. C. L. Ziegler Mrs. Christine Wilson Dr. Virgil E. Dickson Mr Morris C. James Superintendent of Schools Deputy Superintendent of Schools L. L. STANDLEY, Ed. D. Principal Mrs. Virginia R. Martin FACULTY Mrs. Carrie L . Bennett Social Studies Miss Mary E. Cameron . General Science Mr. Grover C. Carlsen Physical Education Miss Verna Darrow English, Social Studies Mrs. Sadie E. Derry Foods Mr. John J. Frick Metal Work Miss Adele P. Gilbert Arithmetic, Music Miss Hazel S. Glasgow Cafeteria, Clothing Mr. Leo J. Graham Counseling Arithmetic Mrs. Esther Hagan Social Studies, Word History, English Miss Phila Helt . English, Geometry Mrs. Eleanore R. MacGregor English, French Mr. Clifford B. Marker Mechanical Drawing, Printing Miss Dora L. Martin . Algebra, Latin Mrs. Virginia Martin English, Social Studies Miss Mary McCall Physical Education, English Mr. Albert L. McDermont . . General Science Miss Francis Misch English, Physical Education Mrs. Sarah R. Most Fine Arts Mrs. Jeannette Phelps English, Social Studies Mrs. Orpha Rhodes Vocal Music Mr. Roland }. Roberts Physical Education, Social Studies, Biology Miss Delight Rice Lipreading, Speech Defects Mrs. Rose I. Sackett Arithmetic Mr. Henry A. Sammet Arithmetic, Physical Education, Attendance Miss Louisa Santos Art, English, Social Studies Mrs. Martha M. Scales Social Studies Mr. Victor M. Schott . Band, Orchestra Mis. Jean E. Skimmings Arithmetic, Business Practice Mrs. Jeanette M. Stewart . English, Typing Mrs. Mary M. Tomsen .Counseling, Typewriting Miss Emily V. Truman . English Mrs. Ruth H. Waugh .Counseling, Social Studies Miss Hazel Z. Weller Activities Co ordinator, Clothing, Fine Arts Mr. Earl D. Williams Wood Work Mrs. Henrietta Williams Library, Commerce, Social Studies STUDENT BODT OFFICERS GIRLS’ ASSOCIATION CHIYOKO NAGATA President HELEN HANSON Vice-President BETTY JEROME Secretary BOTS’ ASSOCIATION ROItERT SABIN I President ROBERT TOLLBERG Vice-President HOWARD HEIN Secretary .ml JCT t jy ?k y ,C j jcyt: ;£j ,%j 3 J- : 1 “ - -y v a ' ' x r ' fc f ' “ys X XX ' r ' a- v V - s ' . y c ' ► ' T ‘Vs? _ iV ' V %i ?t y a r r €L g M Edna Ackroyd George Adams Granuccia Amadri Georgia Anagnos Leland Anderson Clarence Andrews Marie Armstrong Melba Armstrong Donald Barksdale Roger Blaney Stuart Bettencourt Esther Brennes Alice Chaman Clifford Christie Betty Churchill John Contemo Alden Cometti Kyle Corson Peter Curtis Arlyn DeBenning Faye Dixon Clarence Domingos Bernice Doyle Leo Doyle Warren Friehofer June Gallaher Kathryn Gambotto Bill Garrett Kenneth Geary Virginia Geraci Minnie Hustead Howard Hein Yoshikazu Ito Evelyn Kiefei Phyllis Kunert Frank Labrille Fern Murden Harold Marquis Alfred Mergenthal Chiyoko Nagata Kunika Nakagagi Tony Nuccio Orville Nuss Madeline O ' Neill filvin Ohman Betty Paget LaVelle Parris William Perez Belly Jerome Doris M. Johnson Dorothy Jones SMITES COMMITTEES iMCXJLTY COMMITTEE Mrs. Virginia R. Martin Mr. Clifford B. Marker Mrs. Sarah R. Most Mrs. Jean E Skimmings Mrs. Tomsen Literary Printing Art and Photography Subscriptions Typing and Photography Wizard Editorial Staff WIZ.4RB 3T4TE Alfred Soo Chief Typist Florence Ipsen Literary Editor Mary Yamashire . Circulation Manager ADVISORY EDITORS Shirley Brown, Margaret Burnham, Clarence Domingos, Majority Eash, Margie Lee Forsythe, Betty Jane Franks, Barbara Hamburg, Corinne Louie, Dorothy Lyford, Mary Martin. Laurena Myers, Wilma Niemi, Jean Orth, Faye Passet, Nancy Presley, Violet Rautio, Anna Louise Rudzenia, Helen Scanned, Gladys Silva, Helen Simonds, Vance Smith, Rena Mezzetta, Mary Alice Strumb, Katherine Sutherland, Eugene Taylor, Emery Witten SMITES COMMITTEES WIZARD COLLECTORS Marie Armstrong, Geraldine Bua, Enice Cavellini, Rachel Dela Riva, Thordis Euranius Katharine Felix, Edwin Hakala, Anita Hardege, Evelyn Kiefer, Milly Kisin, Axel Lind ' holm, Rosalin Liotta, Georgia Mann, William McIntosh, Fred Meyer, Gilda Mezzetta, Mary Ogliaro, Irving Ojala, Jean Rennie, Arline Roby, Hanako Shinoda, Donna Jeanne Slater, Jean Walker, and Ida White. TYPING SlmTT Mildred Callahan, Mary Castenada, Ella Chrisman, Frances Daffy, Fay Goddard, Mar- jorie Gottfriedsen, Arpie Hussian, Florence Ipsen, Lorraine Johnson, William Johnson, Donald LaBrie, Sophie Lippold, Jannie Maranzana, Lunie Martinez, Kathleen McEvoy. Gladys Meska, Gilda Mezzetta, Annie Mori, Leslie Moniz, David Moohr. Jerry Pulley, Rebecca Reyes, Betty Reynolds, Carole Rose, Lorraine Sena, David Silva, Ernest Siri, Donna J. Slater, Alfred Soo, Ruby Sundstrom, Robert Tollberg, and Esther Torchio. OUTDOOR TRAFFIC ■ he Junior Traffic Police is organised for the purpose of training boys in leadership and for assisting the police department in safeguarding school children. There are five squads. Each squad has six boys, who go on duty before and after school and during the noon hour. Three squads go on during the lunch period, each squad serving twenty minutes, rain or shine, to keep the regulation of the Safety Council. It’s the lieutenant’s and sergeants’ duty to see that the boys do their job. This term the city police department furnished us with rain-coats and hats. Every Wednesday during the ninth period the traffic squads practice marching and have a drill-down under the direction of Officer Simpson of the Berkeley Police Department. He works very hard to get us into fine shape for the review in January. Privileges are granted to the officers and for their service, such as theater passes, and being guests of many football games held in the Memorial Stadium. Officers this term were: Lieutenant; Peter Flammang, Sergeants: Yoshikazu Ito, Theodore Poage. Corporals: Kenneth Geary; Roy Biagi, Lloyd Harris, William Wagner, Donald Labrie, Louie Rampone. Privates: Dave West, Ichiro Sasaki, Hubert Ross, Aga- pito Noreiaga, Charles Brown, John Aimaral. Tadao Takayanagi, Wilford Nethercott, Richard Rosenquist, Emile Wordack, Manuel Briseno. Edmond Hempil, Milton Lewis, loseph Pardini, Clyde Jennings, John Gians, David Silva, Jimmy Vieira, Francis Vierra, Jerry Pulley, Jack Labrie, Jack Mede, Tony D’Oliveria, Herman Wrede, Edward Fish- er, Vincent Mattioda. The Outdoor Traffic Officers are sponsored by Mr. Carlsen, phy- sical education teacher. — Yoshikazu Ito IHjDQQR. TRdTFIC he indoor traffic system is the means by which Burbank students help to keep order in the halls and yard. The organization consists of a chief, a captain, lieu- tenants and six squads. The chief is William Johnson, the captain is David Mohr, and the lieutenants are EvelynMeska, Madeline O’Neil, Donna Jean Slater, Leland An- derson, Elden Atchinson and Dino Carlini. Our secretary is Granuccia Amadei. When traffic rules are disobeyed, persons breaking them are given tickets and are sent to court where their cases are heard. Unless the pupils of Burbank work with their officers to keep good order, the faculty may feel that they must take over the superv ision of the hall and yard, and we will have failed in our efforts to give service to our school. All indoor traffic officers are sworn in by Police Officer Simpson. At the end of their term of service they receive certificates of Honorable Discharge,. One of the rewards of service is the theater party each semester at the United Artists Theatre. This party is given by the Berkeley Police Department and the theatre management. — Enice Cavalline and Granuccia Amadei Indoor Traffic Officers Student Qourt T STUDENT COURT hf. court is part of the traffic system at Burbank. All pupils who are arrested for breaking rules in the yards, cafeteria, assembly, halls, Jor streets adjacent to Bin- bank are tried by the court. The court has two divisions, the lower court anJ the Supreme Court. In three years we have only called three sessions of the Supreme Court. Most of the court work is carried on by low ten pupils. Court officers are se- lected when they are in the eighth grade. This is done so that thev may thoroughly learn the court work. Then they are promoted as they earn promotion. The following are court officers: Judge of the Supreme Court: Dr. L. L. Stand- ley. judges of the lower court: Stanley Bond, Stanley Bush, and Albert Hardie. Secre- taries: Pauline Mignone, and Jean Pedersen. Bailiff: Stanley Bond. Clerk: John Gam- botto. Doorkeeper: Frederick Vogt. Chief Officers: William Kari, Eleanor Phister, Fran- cis Laugel, Shirley Shreuli, Clarence Dalke, Gordon Rohse, Victor Yellis. Jury: Fore- men, Louis Lin ville, MirjamSalo, Eleanor Polo, Warren Freihofer, John Pritz. and Geo- rge Fong. Faculty Sponsor: Mrs. Scales. Sessions of the court are held every Tuesday and Friday. During previous terms the court tried about twenty cases a week. Pupils new to Burbank were the offenders. This term we have had fewer cases which seems to indicate that Burbank pupils are im- proving their citizenship. — Pauline Mignone BOYS ' ' SPORTS F oys athletics centered around touch-tackle football this term. A large number of boys turned out for this sport, California doing so well this football season JJ wa anadded incentive. After a very good round robin schedule had been played the H9 boys found themselves leading as inter-class champions. Volley-ball played second role in popularity this term. This sport was delayed until the weather kept us inside. It is a very good gymnasium game. As our Wizard goes to press the boys are warming up for the basket-ball inter-class., which starts in January. The H9 boys feel that they are going to sweep the field in this sport as they did in foot- ball. — Peter Flammang JUNIOR GLEE CLUB f if %hesf groups are under the direction of Miss Adele Gilbert. The girls ' club has about thirty-live members and meets twice a week. We are proud of the fine . progress we have made this semester. We have studied Schubert’s “Serenade”, “The Lord is My Shepherd”, “Sunbeams”, “Gypsy Song”, “Barcarolle”, and “Dancers”. During Public Schools Week the combined clubs sang the incidental music for the play which was given under the direction of Mrs. Phelps. The boys now have about half as many members as the girls but those who arc still faithful are doing very good work. SENIOR GIRLS-’ CHORUS H orty ' FOUr girls joined the senior chorus this semester. They decided it would be ■j Lin to have an assembly of community singing for the seniors who were not enrolled in music. The theme, “Down South” was chosen because southern songs are well -known and well-liked. The Senior Boys’ Chorus joined with the girls and together they led in the singing. Song slides were used for the community songs. Special numbers were added with effective projected scenery depicting the south. The most lively number on the program was the Virginia Reel done by the girls from the physical education department. Girls ' Glee Qlub Later in the term the chorus sang for Open House night in an act entitled, “Scenes of Other Lands”. Songs were sung representing Sweden, Italy, India, and Mexico. The most interesting performance of the term was a radio program given over station KRE. Not many of the pupils had ever performed over the radio before, and found it very entertaining and educational. They sang a group of Christmas carols. They repeated these and sang others for the Christmas Pageant. The girls enjoyed planning these programs and performing in them. Almost all the girls hope to continue their chorus work next term. — Lorraine Johnson SENIOR BOTS-’ CHORUS ■ he senior boys’ chorus of twenty members met twice a week this semester. The first performance was tor a senior assembly. The boys joined with the girls and presented a program “Down South”. The boys furnished several special numbers including a group of harmonica players, a close harmony group of singers, and some solos. Norman Deming sang, “OP Man River;” John Amaral sang;“ Water Boy”; and Luis Delgado sang “Levee Song,” accompanied by Rudolph Castro on the guitar. The boys sang with the girls again on open house night in an act called “Scenes of Other Lands.” The radio program over KRE was a new experience to most of the boys. After the performance they realized the amount of practicing it required to become Boys ' Glee Q lub a good radio performer. At the three performances of the Christmas pageant various members of the chorus took the parts of the three kings They were: Norman Deming, DinoCarlini, Euler Finley, David Silva, Louis Delgado, John Amaral, Leslie Moniz, and David Moohr. The work of this chorus was very interesting throughtout the semester — David Moohr WJ ZNRB COLLECTORS oney is needed to publish any magazine. The same is true of the Wizard. The collectors handle the money taken in by subscriptions to finance our Wizard. The collectors meet every Tuesday, during the ninth period, with Mrs. Shim- mings. Each advisory is represented by a collector The subscriptions are obtained from pupils and faculty members. A report on money collected, money due, and the number of sub scriptions, is made by each representative. The price of the Wizard may be paid by one depositor by installments. — Mary Yamashiro M GIRLS ' COUNCIL r ed 7T his term the Girls’ Student Council has been very active. The girl representa- tives come with many suggestions for improvements in the school especially in 1L_ a social way. These suggestions are brought from every advisory by a girl representative elect- by her advisory. She attends regularly every other week. Each girl copies the different suggestions in her note book and takes them up before her class the next day during ad- visory period Assigned committees take these also to the principal. Sometimes they are not heard of again because of various reasons. It may be that they are impossible to grant or are against the policy of the school, others may be approved and passed because they are beneficial. Girls’ (Council We are planning to give a farewell to all LlO and H9 girls who are leaving Bur- bank this term for high school. There will also be a get-acquainted meeting for all in- coming students to the school in the spring semester. We hope to further the democratic spirit in our school. The officers are: president, Chiyoko Nagata; vice-president, Helen Hanson; sec- retary, Betty Jerome; The representatives are: Norine Ferrari, Aileen Posapanko, Gladys Silva, AldeaCornetti, Virginia Geraci, Marilyn Reynolds, Ruth Bannatyne, Emma Cun- ningham, Doris Harrison, Phyllis Santos, Haroldine Strickley, Helen Avila, Edna At- kinson, Dorothy Bensley, Carol Sue Wiley, Betty Keitz, Mildred Brown, Dolores Diaz, Margaret Nelson, Marjorie Durm, Lorraine Olsen, Olga Maglio, Barbara Chandler, and Zell Corley. — Helen Hanson - GTRJL RESERVES he Seventh Grade Girl Reserves have nine members. They are: Shirley Brown, AliceGlass, Gertrude Cerwonka, Ruth Friddle, Minnie Lara, Leila Miller. Elaine Knudsen, Geraldine Wilson, and Leona Whitney. Our president is Shirley Brown vice-president, Geraldine Wilson; and secretary, Leila Miller. Miss Joy and Miss Bush are the advisors from the University of California. Every other meeting is a business meeting. We do craft-work in our meetings. — Alice Glass ORCHESTRA ach term we are prepared to give a concert. This is held at Burbank or in the -j Veterans’ Memorial Building. The pieces are chosen for us by Mr. Schott and every member endeavors to do his best and play each piece according to his leader’s instructions. When the new students arrive from the various elementary schools we are going to organize a “Feature Orchestra”. This special group will play popular music for dif ' ferent school activities. Pupils with outstanding talent will be asked to play in this orchestra. The instrument players are: Violins; Betty Jane Morrow, Rudolph Castro, Lucille Treinis, Ross Rentfrow, Fern Murden, Jesse Warren, Betty Jean Reynolds, Lucy Orchestra Ann Morrow, Lupe Martinez, June Gallaher, Carmel Rilev, Betty Paget, Paul Fehr, Paul Hruska, Earl Maccross, John Klier, Diana Doyle, Ardis Eckles, and Kenneth Eck ' land. Cello; Marie Anderson, Dorothy Veliotes, and Irene Thor. Bass; Claire Frazee, Martha Matson, and Carmen Johnson. Flute; Bernice Doyle. Clarinets; Patrick Mur phy and Charles Martin. Cornet; Walter Botkins and Carl Bowden. Trombone; Eugene Kline. Saxophones; Lawrence Silva, Edward Woolev, and Warren Hanson. Drums; John Veliotes, Sheldon Iverson, and Rufus Farley. French Horn; Eugene DeSoto and Clarence Andrews. Piano; Margie Gottfriedsen and Faye Passet. THE RHHB - ins organization has gone through a drastic change on account of the shifting of the Low Seven and Low Ten pupils. However a large influx of Low and High Seven pupils are going to put new life into the band next term. It is from this group that we expect to build a large and first class Exposition Band. We will certainly feel the loss of our old members who have been very loyal to us and some will be diffi- cult to replace, but for the most part they deserve bigger and better things. My opinion (Band is that when the Treasure Island Exposition opens next year, our band will be uni ' iormed quite differently from the old and ready to do its 1 school honor. — Victor M. Schott taken t-txa cnees’ DISSOCIATION ith the keen interest and hearty cooperation shown by the pupils, officers, and members, the P. T. A. is going steadily forward. Students and teachers have helped with our programs. We have tried this year to acquaint the parents with our school and its methods of teaching, by visiting some classroom before each meeting. The teacher and students demonstrated their particular work. From all reports, both teachers and parents have de- rived a great deal of good from these class demonstrations. A group ot interested mem- bers are also attending a School Education Class held in the Administration Building which acquaints them with the various teaching methods used throughout Berkeley. Our various activities have progressed to our mutual satisfaction. Programs were compiled and printed for the entire school year and sent to each home represented in the school. The response to the clothes drive held by the Student Aid Committee in No- vember was very gratifying and much useful clothing was sent to the Council Clothing Room. The Balloon Dance held in Septemb er was a success and the Student Aid Card Parties have also been well attended. We have not reached our goal on membership, however only a few more members are needed and we believe with such cooperation as has been shown this year that our drive will succeed in January. The faculty have joined one hundred per-cent. Dr. Standley has been most helpful and considerate He is never too busy to meet with the various committees or individual members Miss Weller and Mrs. Parker with their friendly interest and work have been helpful in making this P. T. A. year a success. — Mrs. J. A. Martin, President , Parent ' Teachers Association JUNIOR RED CROSS he American Junior Red Cross is an auxiliary to the American Senior Red Cross. Each school has a representative in the Berkeley Junior Red Cross Council. Each month the co uncil has a meeting. At these meetings the affairs of the Junior Red Cross are discussed. The president of the council is also the president of the Berkeley High School Boys ' Association and the secratary is a delegate, from one of the junior high schools This office is rotated every term. The vice-president is the president of the Berkeley High School Girls ' Association. Each fall term the Junior Red Cross has its annual membership drive. You will all remember that sometime in October there were notices in the bulletin about the drive reminding you to bring your pennies. Some of the many other activities are pro- viding birthday cards for the veterans at Livermore and Mare Island, the filling of Christmas boxes for the children of Guam, the donation of food at Thanksgiving and Christmas time for needy families, and the making of garments by our own sewing classes. The sewing classes worked very hard in order to finish all the garments before our Christ- mas vacation. Burbank entertained the children of the Berkeley Day Nursery at its an- nual Christmas Party. At this party there was a Christmas tree, and Santa Claus, and plenty of presents for all the children. The toys were made in Burbank’s own shop. This year the Senior Red Cross called for speakers to help the membership drive. Three of our students spoke at different social meetings. They were : Granuccia Amadei, Warren Freihofer. and Albert Hardie. The value and joy of doing for others is what Jesus meant when he said these words “It is more blessed to give than to receive.” — Alice Chapman JUNIOR HIGHLY kHE Junior High-Y strives to maintain and advance the religious, educational, and physical standards of the American youth. These lofty ideals are reached only by our able leaders expending patient labor-filled efforts. The Burbank Junior High Y under the watchful direction of Mr. Frick meets every Thursday at the Berkeley Y. M. C. A. For thirty minutes we enjoy the complete facilities of the game room. The boys then proceed to play as strenuous game of volley- ball. After this we go into the swimming pool, and have a wonderful swim for the re- mainder of the meeting. The present membership of the Junior High-Y consists of thirty boys. The influ- ence of the Y is thoroughly felt throughout the school and the waiting list is filed to overflowing. We hope the new boys entering Burbank will undertake the cooperative spirit of the organization and maintain the high standards of the Y. — Eugene Taylor THE MERRY JUNIORS TT he Merry Juniors is a club which every girl should join. She would learn things as well as have a lot of fun. This is the junior high ' school branch of the Girl . Reserves. The group meets every Tuesday during the ninth period. The girls work on crafts, sing songs, and give parties, Mrs. Barthold, the director, brought some wood and cut out their initials, making broaches. Membership in the Merry Juniors is not e pensive. The dues are twentydive cents per term. When you join a club like this, there must be cooperation. This fosters good fellowship. Mrs. Barthold is a new Girls Reserve Director. She asks us what we would like to do and helps us in what we choose. She asks certain people to the school to speak to us, and she also leads our singing. We all enjoy our club meetings and find them full of interest. We learn things which we will need to know as we grow older. Officers are elected at the beginning of each new term. Dorothea Jones is our president this term. — Rosetta Thorne and Louise Roberts GIRLS’ .4CT1VJTJLS W e moan and groan when winter comes because we think we have to stay indoors, but there are many winter sports such as ice skating and roller skating that we can enjoy. Can’t you feel that exciting beat of your heart, as you play volley ball, football, and soccer. If you don’t think you play well enough, there is always some kind and helpful person willing to show you the things you don’t know. Girls shouldn’t be bashful, or reluctant to play in the winter sports, because we have them for all to participate. We plan to have a girls’ club after school. Just think girls, of the places we can go! We can go ice skating, roller skating, wiener roasting and to any interesting place we choose. Of course I know what some of you are worrying about! You do not know how to ice skate. After all what’s a few falls, and hard knocks among friends? We invite you to join our club. We cannot forget dancing, when most of the girls practically run to the gym ' nasium when they hear the unmistakable rythm of music. If you want more triends you can easily meet them in your Learn to Dance Class. After all, aren’t the Learn to Dance Class and winter sports progam formed to pave the way to new friends Don t moan and say you haven’t any f riends, because you are provided with opportunities in which to meet them and enjoy yourself. — Norine Farrari WIZARD EDITORS ■ he English teachers selected a pupil with ability in writing from each advisory in the school so that each class would be represented on the Wizard Staff. These punils had the responsibility of planning the Wizard. Many inter ' esting ideas were discussed and considered. There was an overwhelming request for more pictures. So the staff planned to have more photographs in the book. A central theme for the Wizard was considered, but owing to the fact that the Wizards of past years had a theme for each publication, it was thought advisable not to follow that policy this term. Our weekly meetings were of interest to all of us. The contact with children from other classes was stimulating. The active participation of all helped us to build the book — Florence lpsen Library Staff CAUMDAR QE EVENTS y ir here were twenty-five assemblies this term, one radio broadcast, four evening and two afternoon dances. Of the assemblies, one was a pay assembly, one was a special invitation assembly for students new to Burbank, two were evening programs, and two programs were repeated by request. The court scene enacted by court officers, and members of the HS-j, class was so excellent and well -liked that it was used in three programs before different groups, and as part of the radio broadcast. The student plays were excellent, and greatly enjoyed. The Burbank amateur programs made us wish for more opportunities of this type. Book Week introduced a program which will grow with our new and expanding library. The band had an assembly to themselves, while the orchestra was heard in conjunction with several programs. There were some beautiful dance numbers during the term, especially the folk dances. Of all the programs the pageant at Christmas time with its story of Mary, Joseph, and Jesus is the best loved. As near as possible the Juniors, H7, L8 and H8 pupils, and the Seniors, L9, H9, Lio pupils have had assemblies alternate weeks. The student body presidents, Robert Sabini, and Chiyoko Nagata, and the student body vice-presidents, Helen Hansen, and Robert Tollberg have, each in turn, taken charge of the assemblies, introducing the speakers, conducting the flag salute, and dismissing the groups. They conducted then- meetings in a most praiseworthy manner, showing poise and initiative. September 2. Floyd Hass — Death Valley Days. Pay assembly. September 16. Senior Assembly. Traffic, and Constitution Program. Songs were sung by the assembly. An accordion duet was played by Granuccia Amadie and Robert Tollberg. The pledge of office was administered by Officer Browning of the Berkeley Police Department. The tribute to the one hundred-fiftieth birthday of the signing of the Constitution of the United States was written by Mrs. Martha Scales. It was pre- sented by the following Lio pupils: Albert Hardie, Stanley Bush, Alfred Soo, Claire Frazee, Mirjam Salo, Louise Roberts, John Gambotto, Donald LaBrie, Florence Ipsen, David Moohr, Aileen Posenpanko, Stanley Bond. September 17. Traffic and Constitution program was repeated for the Juniors. September 23. Junior Assembly. Student talent was featured presenting Yvonne Siegfried and her trumpet accompanied by Florence Ipsen; Anita Hardege in Samoan Dances; Robert Bland and Wilford Meshpelt in recitations; Rufus Farley played piano selections from Rimski-Korsakov and Rachmaninoff; Norman Demmg sang Western songs, accompanied by Florence Ipsen; Luis Delgado, Charles Piane, Rudolph Castro played guitars and sang Spanish songs. Guest artist, Sumiko Kuriyama in Spanish Dances. September 24. Balloon dance. 8:00 P.M. September 30. Girls’ Association Assembly. Fire prevention talks by Marian DeCosta, Betty McKenzie, Charlotte Munkelt, Wilma Bishop and Captain Higgs. The Girl Reserves, Emma Cunningham president, presented songs, Mexican dances and a Camp Movie. Wizard campaign speech by Florence Ipsen, Wizard Editor. October 7. Boys’ Association Assembly. A fire prevention talk by Captain Higgs. A talk on winter sport was given by Putman Henck, Uni eisity of California cioss- country ski man. A skiing film, and “Fundamentals of Football” were presented by Grover Carlsen. October 14. Invitation Assembly for students new to Burbank. Greetings by Dr. Standley. Court, an open session, compiled and written by Mrs. Martha Scales, was presented by the Court Officers and several members of the H 8 ' 3 class. October 28. Senior Assembly. A Down South program composed of songs by the Senior Choruses. Solos were by John Amaral and Norman Deming. A piano solo was played by the Morrow Sisters. Harmonica and guitar numbers, a dance number, and Negro Spirituals were sung by the entire assembly. Mrs. Rhodes was in charge. Piano accompaniment: Florence Ipsen. October 29. Traffic Dance, Masquerade. 8 :oo P.M. J [ovember 4. Junior Assembly. Junior Red Cross talks by Granuccia Amadei, Warren Freihofer, Albert Hardie. Armistice Pageant, “The Makers of the World,” A play presented by the L 8 ' q English class under the direction of Mrs. Jeanette Phelps. Miss Louisa Santos projected scenery. Mrs. Rhodes, music. Cast of Characters: Prologue, Margaret Nelson, Ernest Botefur, John Gians; Cortez, Ralph Baker; Peace, Bernice Erickson; Leif Erickson, Hans Finzen; Miles Stan ' dish, Pat Murphy; Balboa, Fred Stadelhofer; Father Time, Lawrence Silva; Columbus, Eugene Taylor; First Year, Carmen Johnson; Second Year, Barbara Lee Glazier; Third Year, Nettie Mercurio; Fourth Year, Inez Conterno; Soloist, Paul Fehr; Piano, Pearl Shubert; Electricians, Arthur Weir, Marshall Garrett, Miyuki Iwahashi, Kiyoko Tsm chida; Chorus of Years, Elmer Frigoli, Leonard Garcia, Dorothy Moran, Lucile Coch ' rane, Helen Chapman, Theodora Sonntag, Eleanor Carlson, Haldis Froines, Marjorie Haines, Phyllis Johnson, Bessie Lyford and Mamie Maki. J ' lovember 10. American Education vVeek Program, 8 :oo P. M. The Court scene was sponsored by Mrs. Martha Scales. Students enacting court scene: Albert Hardie, Stan ' ley Bush, Stanley Bond, John Pritz, Mirjam Salo, Jean Pederson, Lena Mignone, Frede ' rick Vogt, Charles McVay, Marian Buchannan, Corrme Louie, Dorothy Logan, Tadao Takayanagi, Ichiro Sasaki, Charles Schiveley, William Kari and John Gambotto. The Armistice Pageant, by Mrs. Phelps’ L 8 ' 4 English class, assisted by Miss Adele Gilbert. Miss Louisa Santos, scenery. Student speakers, Miss Mary McCall, Folk Songs, Mrs. Orpha Rhodes. Folk dances, Miss Frances Misch; accompanist, Florence Ipsen. Miss Louisa Santos was responsible for the projected scenery. Boys’ Sports Parade; Mr. Grover Carlsen. Music by the orchestra; Mr. Victor Schott, directing. November IS. Elementary English Talented Group Program. Students were visit ' ing from other Berkeley schools. Mrs. Esther Hagan; sponsor. Folk songs and dance acts from November io program. Talk by “Aunt Flo,” Mrs. Florita Cook of the Berkeley Gazette. Music by Burbank Band, Mr. V. Schott, directing. November 18. Junior Assembly. Book Week. Mrs. Henrietta Williams in charge. Students participating: Robert Holten, Mark Gray, Barbara Chandler, Anthony Cir ' oulo, Gordon Backlander, Tualikki Strom berg, Robert Speer, Carol Sue Wiley, Dolores Diez, Betty Keltz, Arthur Noble, Patricia Goodwin, Barbara Duffy, Corrine Louie, Shirley Streuli, Jerry Pulley, Florence Ipsen. November 19. Afternoon Dance. November 23. Senior Assembly. Book Week program. Mrs. Henrietta Williams in charge. Students participating: Eleanor Polo, Shirley Streuli, Marie Anderson, Betty McKenzie, Betty Jerome, Eileen Posepanko, Leslie Moniz, Charles Davis, Barbara New- man, Alice Chapman, Mirjam Salo, Albert Hardie, Haroldine Srnckley, Jerry Pulley. December 2. Senior Assembly. Mrs. Jeannette Stewart in charge. Tap dance by Marian DeCosta. She was accompanied by Eleanor Costa. “Crossed Wires,” a one-act comedy, was presented by the members of Mrs. Stewart’s L 9 English class. The cast: Stanley Arnold, the husband, Fred Amondsen; Clara Arnold, the wife, Anita Hardege; Uncle Will, Stan’s brother, Arthur Ellis; Betty, the maid, Emma Cunningham; Briggs, a servant, Joel DeCayette; Lucy, Betty’s sister, Marjorie Eash; Jack, Lucy ' s husband, Vance Smith; Charlotte, Betty’s chum, Evelyn Larnpa; and Messenger, Victor Norby. December 9. Junior Assembly. Motion sound films were presented by the Chevrolet Motor Co. December 10. Christmas Dance. 8:00 P.M. December IS. 8:00 P.M. Christmas Pageant was given. Students participating were: Mary, Juanita Thomas; Joseph, Edward Hardege; Angels, June Galleher, Evelyn Kiefer and Madeline O’Neill; Shepherds, Chappie Packard, Gordon Backland, Barry Sexias; Wise Men, John Amaral, David Silva, Dino Carlini. December 16. Day Nursery Childrens’ Christmas party. Christmas Carols were by the H 7 classes. Miss Gilbert in charge. Trumpet solo, Yvonne Siegfried; Accordian Music, Grannucia Amadie, Robert Tollberg; Santa Claus, Mr. Earl Williams; Santa’s Dancing Doll, Pearl Frick. Santa’s Helpers: Jane Stark, Elaine Knudson, Audery Daw- son, June Tracey, Solomon Durgm, Everett Rickmon, Victor Cressenti and Max Pausch. Toys by metal and wood shop boys Faculty sponsors, Mrs. Pnelps, Miss Cameron, Miss Santos, Miss Misch, Mrs. Williams. December 16. 9 P.M. KRE Radio Broadcast. Music by special orchestra group. Court Scene. Christmas Carols by special Senior Chorus Group. Faculty Spon- sors, Mrs. Scales, Mr. Schott, Mrs. Rhodes. Assistants, Miss Dora Martin, Mrs. Esther Hagen. December 17. The Christmas Pageant under direction of Miss Emily Truman, Mrs. Orpha Rhodes, Mrs. Sarah Most, assisted by Miss Dora Martin, Miss Adele Gilbert, Mr Earl Williams. The pageant presented by one hundred students was given at 10 A.M. and at 2:30 P.M. The principal characters were: Angels, June Gallagher, Madeleine O’Neill, Evelyn Kiefer, Dorothy Fuhrman, Barbara Mailino, Irene Thor; Shepherds, Robert Me Walters, Gordon Backland, Barry Sexias; Wise Men, Dmo Car lini. fohn Amaral, David Moohr, David Silva, Euler Finley; Mary, Audrey Dawson, Juanita Thomas; Joseph, Edward Hardege, Irving Ojala; Candle-bearers and Peoples of Other Nations, Clyde Dawson, Gwyneth Hodges, Geraldine Bua, Carleson Carson, Doris Price, Dorothy Zimmerman, Edward Hakala, Janice Mann, Edna Atkinson, William Maas, Lawrence Hoffman, Louis Ghidelli, Minnie Husted, Lucille Patnch, Yvonne Seigfried, Roy Verbeck, Edward Bruhn, Robert Speer, Anna Rutzenia, Jennie Gaipa, Marjorie Durum, Althea Thompson. January 6. Afternoon Dance. January 7. Lxo and Hg classes entertained at Berkeley High School. January 13. Band Program. Mr. Victor Schott. Junior Assembly. January 14. Girls’ Association Party. January 21. H 9 and Lio Dance. 8:00 P.M. January 28. Closing program for Junior and Senior groups. January 28. Graduation at 8:00 P.M. The Burbank students also gave of their time and talents to assist the P.T.A. with five programs and two teas. It has been impossible to include the names of all students who participated in the assembly programs. Special acknowledgment and thanks are due to the senior and junior auditorium ushers who did a fine piece of work, and to the various pupils who acted as electricians and stage hands, and to those who assisted with costumes and make-up. During the term a number of our boys and girls were called upon by outside clubs and organizations to supply talent for programs. Low 10 ' 2 Low 9 ' 3 n- 0 o On O 8 ' 3 High 8-4 Low S ' l {■ 1 y? iS ■ , (Site) 5 (f (C ) « ' , -j s iy 4¥ fa(«J g) W ✓ TVVT « ' O-isc ' 3 X - M |- r f ,T .; ££3 X ' -fZ y � w gJV _ S§) v X .|t ) dfyh 3© r tty W - i S© w. 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In less than a month’s time, they had its half rotted frame repaired, a new canvas spread over it, a coat of paint applied and its name “Old Glory” printed in big silver letters across its bow. With all of these repairs on the canoe and their combined strength behind sturdy paddles, they knew that these would not enable them to win. So they decided upon a plan. They knew that the other boats would paddle fast as they neared the buoy that marked the turn in the course. On the day of the race, as they neared the turn, they slowed down and turned sharply by paddling backwards. Taking the turn sharply put them far in the lead which they tried to keep by using every effort in their strokes. As the finish line loomed toward them the other canoes advanced from the rear. Ten yards, five yards, the other canoes were almost abreast. One last stroke and the nicked bow of “Old Glory” broke the tape, winning the shining silver cup for the two determined boys who well deserved it. — Howard Thor A MEMBER OF TH E, CHHIMES W: ell I’ll be darned,” said Paul as he slammed the gate to the empty kennel- run. “I’ve never seena dog that could disappear in thinair, like that hound in all my born days.” This came from Paul Schnieder, the owner of the Wee Champs Kennels, as he left the kennel-run where Champion Spreckles Boy II, a beautiful Dalmation Hound was supposed to be sleeping. Paul did not realize that Spreck could get on the roof of his kennel and sprint right over the top of the wire. New he would have to hunt for Spreck. “Oh Dude!” called Paul, “How about helping me hunt for Spreck. He’s out again as usual.” With this he gave a very disgusted sigh. Dude was a girl of fourteen who helped Paul to run his kennels. She was also the the owner of the Dalmation Hound. Here she came, dragging Spreck by a piece of rope, which she had found in her saddle bag. Just as she was about to put Spreck in his run, he broke loose again. Dude loped out after him and grabbed at the rope, but her grab was in vain. Spreck was gone like a flash ! He was almost out of sight. “Hey Paul,” screamed Dude at the top of her lungs, “That darn dog is gone with the wind.” Paul replied, “Well if he’s gone with the wind, he might come again when the wind blows back this way ” “You can joke all you want,” said Dude, “But I don’t think that it is a joking matter.” Just then the phone rang; Paul dashed into the house to answer it. “Guess what!” replied Paul as he returned, “Spreck has a family of two pup- pies down at Tally-Ho’s Stables.” With this he jumped on his horse. “Come on Dude let’s go down and see Decision’s and Spreck ’s new family.” When Dude and Paul arrived. Bud Madigan, the owner of the Tally-Ho Stables, and Decision, greeted them at the stable door. Spreck also strutted up to them for a little praise, which he certainly did receive. “Well how do you like Spreck’s family, Paul?” “I think its a down right good one.” “I want to have one of the pups and you can have the other one.” “I’m going to name ours, General Spot, and send it up to St Mary’s Stables, as a mascot. “We’re going to name ours Spreckles Boy III, and send it up to a friend in Berkeley,” said Paul. Paul found out that Spreck had been making a daily visit down to the Tally- Ho’s Stables for six months, but he was no longer worried after he found out that the stables was as far as Spreck went. — Veronica Vidolin - ♦ - THE, MQGH efore vacation began, 1 went to the Chabot Observatory to see the full moon through a twenty-inch telescope. Of course a twenty-inch telescope isn ' t much, compared to the new two-hundred-inch telescope, but when you enter tne room, the telescope looks large. You try to imagine what the two-hundred inch tele- scope look? like, but the vastness is too great. Don ' t go on a warm night to the observ- atory as stellar images are wavery. Go on a cold clear night as I did. 1 climbed up on the movable stand and looked through the telescope at the glorious full moon Words can’t describe it as you look at the dead satellite. You can see craters, and the shadows cast by the craters. Near the edge of the moon you can apparently see elongated era. ters, but it is the moon’s curvature; not all craters are round. You wonder what causes the mysterious rays that emanate from Tychio and Copernicus; but to that there is no answer as yet. All in all, the sight of the moon is one which you will remember the rest of your Hie — Jack Higgs An AMUSING AFTFJRNQQN O ne sunny afternoon the girls and hoys in our neighborhood decided to have a Pet Show. One boy brought his pet frog, and others brought their pets. Among them there were; a monkey, three dogs, five cats, a parrot, two lizards, and a box of pet fleas. We set up a tent in a vacant lot and arranged cages on both sides. Next we set up a sign, “Admission Free. This attracted attention, and our first customers were three small boys. They walked in, and everything was going along fine until it came time for them to go out. Then the three of them sat down and refused to move. We were in despair; we had other customers who were waiting to come in. We went outside to tell them that they would have to wait a minute, when all of a sudden we heard a loud crash. Then such a noise that followed! A parrot screeched, dogs bark ' ed, a monkey chattered, a frog croaked, cats meowed, and then — the box of fleas was upset, and they hopped on everyone. Jerry, the yellow dog, came flying out of the tent with a gray tom ' Cat on his back. This was the cause of all the commotion. One of the three boys had opened Jerry’s cage while another opened the cage of the gray tonvcat and the result was a wild chase with plenty of noise. That night I dreamed of cats, dogs, and a box full of fleas. — Helen Simonds FISH CANNFMFS V IT he Sunday before last I had a most unusual experience in the way of an out ' ing. We (including my father, two sisters, a friend, and) I went for a ride to W ine ' . haven. There is nothing unusual about riding to Winehaven, a part of Richmond, because I have done it many times, but this time we visited the fish canneries. Along the way, we saw the bay sparkling in the sun, a treat to me, no matter how many times 1 see it. Our Ford does not have knee-action, and over the bumpy hills, everyone was practically shaken to pieces. We passed the old wine store house, from which Winehaven got its name. This warehouse, although now empty, was formerly filled with millions of gallons of wine Y ears ago, people were allowed to visit these cellars and sample the different wines. We continued on our way, until we reached the fish canneries. The canneries were most interesting, but, oh so smelly! Our friend worked there and we were admitted bv his pass. Everything was very quiet, because no one was work ' ing. First we went into a huge barn, where sacks were filled with fish meal. The fish, sam dines, after being caught were dried and then ground into meal, in a large machine which has a separator. This separator divides the oil from the fish meal. Next we went on board the “Mazama”, a fish boat, that my father worked on last summer. Then we explored the boat from top to bottom. We climbed up ladders and de- scended them, each one leading to something different. We climbed into the bottom of the store through a tiny hole This part of the boat was as dark as night and had been used to ship sacks of fish meal. The cabins were mostly bare except the two used by the super- intendent, and the assistant. These were like tiny rooms at home, cozy and cheesful. All the cooking and eating was done in the galley, which had two sinks, a stove, and tables, just like our kitchen. The ‘ ' Mazama” is an old steamer, with her motors taken out, in order to put in a fish grinder and separator. The boat has to be towed by tug boats from place to place, and at one time stayed two days under the Golden Gate Bridge because the waves were so rough that it could not be towed The anchors are at least much more than five hun- dred pounds’ yet two were needed to hold the ship in the storm, and even then, the ship dragged the anchors along the bottom of the sea. J was sorry I had to leave. My clothes smelled so much like fish, that as long as the smell remains I shall remember the fish canneries. — Gladys Silva WILD MAIN JOCK W ild-Man Jock and Canyon Windmill were sitting in their corners eagerly waiting for the bell This was to be a ten round fight between Jock and the Windmill. They had been training for months and months for this bout. At last the bell sounded. They were at each other like a flash. Jock was knocked down, but only for a second. He was up again and boxing furiously at Windmill’s ears. He got a good punch on the nose, but he soon returned it. He landed a good punch right on Windmill’s chin. This punch made Windmill mad. He up and kicked Jock in the stomach. The referee dashed into the ring and pulled Windmill off of poor Jock, but Windmill jerked loose and bit the referee’s hand. The referee jumped out of the ring and let the fighters go to it. He went off in the corner to doctor his wound. Just then the bell rang and the round was ended. Once more the bell rang. The next round began. The fighters once again tore at each other Jock was the first one to land a blow. He struck Windmill in the jaw. Wind- mill went down like a log. One, two, three, the referee was back counting to ten. Wind- mill was out cold. The fight ended in the second round. It really did not matter which one of the fighters won, as of course, you know this wasn’t a championship bout. I guess you know by this time that Wild Man Jock and The Canyon Windmill were two trained monkeys. They were owned by Harry and Jim Aronson. Harry and Jim had been training these monkeys for many months, and had been looking forward to this big day. The monkeys were putting this match on for the public at the trained animal show. — Veronica Vedolin CHINATOWN H ave you ever been to San Francisco? Then perhaps you have been to China- town. Chinatown is located where the streets are steep and the sidewalks are narrow. The stores are oriental in design. In some of them, they sell kimonos, slippers, vases, china-ware, oriental jewelry, Chinese clothes, designed wood carvings, and other oriental things. Some ot the Chinese restaurants are also of oriental style. A few of them are, The T win Dragon, Palace oi the Jade, New China, and Old China. The menus in these restaurants are written partly in Chinese and American. Mostly Chinese foods are served. The food is served in Chinese dishes with only a few American dishes. The Chinese have stands along the streets where they sell candy. One of the most ex- pensive and delicious fruits is the dragon eye fruit. Other fruits are preserved. Something interesting happened during the day on my visit in Chinatown. It was a Chinese funeral parading on the streets of Chinatown. First of all came a Chinese band, next came the funeral car decorated with jasmine and other kinds of beautiful flowers. A group of Chinese women dressed in black with long veils covering their laces followed next. They were the relatives of the one who had died. The women were not dressed in American fashion, but wore oriental clothes A majority of them had on long black dresses with high necks and buttons on the side. The slippers were also black but were trimmed in gold. The men wore long black kimonos designed with beautiful colors. Upon their heads were small black caps. They also wore slippers. Behind them came the children. They were throwing flowers up in the air What an interesting sight was this funeral ! It was the first Chinese funeral I have seen. — Annie Pavlova HORSEBACK RIDING IN OREGON O n our trip to Oregon we had a pleasant time riding horseback. Riding a horse may sound easy, but it isn ' t if you haven’t ridden for a long time. We rode after cattle and horses. The horse I was on wasn’t any too lively. In fact he was quite lazy. I would ride him until twelve o’clock and go to lunch. He would insist upon hav- ing his lunch in bed. By that I mean he would lie down to consume his grain. At times we would run out deer from their beds for a merry chase. Our horses could out run them in open country. Their eyes would look as big as a dollar when we would go by, but they would keep on running just the same. For three solid days we rode over the mountains and found only two steers and three horses. The wild horses would charge at us but we beat them off with bull whips. We all seemed to enjoy it, and were ready for more. — Louis Linville THE HHUHTEB HOUSE T here was an old man who ever so often would peddle his wares in a certain town. His business grew, and after years of hard work he decided that he needed an as- sistant. There was a young man in the town who seemed to be a very nice and experienced boy, so the old man hired him. One day the assistant came into town alone peddling the wares. When asked where the old man was, he replied that he had gone out of town and was going to have his weak heart examined. One night after a party out in the country was over, some of the town ' s people were coming home ma carriage. They sang merrily along a black stretch. As they neared a lone house, the horse suddenly stopped and refused to move, even with a whip on his back. Finally three young men had to lead the horse by the house, which everyone be- lieved was haunted. They had no trouble with the horse after they had passed the house. About a month later the same people were going home the same way from a similar party. In the same place the horse stopped again before the house. Six men de- cided to go to the house to investigate. As they entered the gate they saw clearly the old man standing by the well. As they were looking at him, he turned and stepped into the well; although the men looked diligently down the well they could see nothing. The sheriff was notified the next morning. He took some men and sent them to the well to examine it. Finally they found some loose bricks in the bottom, and upon lifting them out, they found the dead body of the old man. The story finally came out that the assistant had killed the old man and buried him there, as the old man had quite a sum of money laid by from his business. People said that the old man had come back, in the form of a ghost to tell his friends where he had been buried — Sylvia Cugley AM OTHER ELGEEHCE HIGHTJNGHEE ’ or my future occupation I have chosen the profession of a surgical nurse. I -j realise 1 have a great job ahead of me and the goal is far away. I n order to _ reach that goal I must have faith in myself; faith in the idea that I can do it. It would never do to get discouraged so early in the game. Nevertheless I have been discouraged. When 1 am overloaded with homework and feel as if the whole world is against me, I wonder why I don’t “chuck it all; but that would never do if 1 want to be someone in this wide world. So I sit down and say to myself, Eleanor, you must not give up. You must have enough will power to keep going. Don t take the easiest way out as so many people do. Come on, get to work and finish the game you started. — Eleanor Polo A BUST 1MT O ne day during the football season, a group of boys and I wished to clear off a lot to make room for a football field. Some of the boys went home and obtained lawn mowers and some others secured picks, shovels, and rakes. Each one of us received our instructions and then we started at once to do our tasks. One boy leveled off some dirt mounds while another picked up some loose glass thrown there by some mischievious person, and still another cut the long grass with a lawn mower. It was about twelve o’clock when we had finished our job, but the fun had just begun because af ter lunch we were going to organize two separate football teams. When we had finished our lunches, we quickly assembled on our new gridiron, each determined to get started with the game. In about twenty minutes our teams were organized. Each team then went to its side of the held. The opposing team was to kick off. With a hard and swift kick the ball flew to ' wards us. but it didn’t go far. As soon as the ball reached the ground both teams charged toward it. Much to our disappointment, we discovered that when it was kicked, the ball was punctured. This was the only ball we had, so the game was over and both teams, greatly discouraged went home. - - John Tronoff T1S BETTER TO BE SURE O nce in the days beyond recall grandmother sat in her recking chair knitting as she had never knit before. She had accomplished so much in such a short time that it almost seemed unbelievable. As she laid down her knitting and was just dozing off for her afternoon nap. Junior, her grandson came rushing in wath an excited look in his eyes. Grandma gave a jump and looked up at him in astonishment. In inquiring about the excitement grandmother recived no answer. Junior w ' as too excited to say a word. All he could do w ' as to motion to her to come with him. She followed him out a little excited by now herself. Junior lead her straight to the chicken coop. There lay three little babv chicks stranded in a great big mud hole. The chicks’, mother stood by looking very sad. Grandmother took the chicks out of the hole and gave them first aid. Two of them died but the other survived. Junior’s eyes were filled with tears when he saw grandmother lay aside the two little dead chicks. The next day, on the way to school, Junior was walking gloomily down the lane when he heard voices behind and shouts of laughter. He stared around and to his sur- prise he saw Elmer Smith who had just returned from the reformatory. He and Elmer never did get along. Junior despised him. When he saw who it was he just kept right on at a reasonable pace. All that day in school Junior sat with a sad mysterious look in his eyes. He was thinking seriously of something no one else knew about. On the way home that day, Elmer was walking alone and so was Junior. Elmer caught up with him and began to talk about different subjects in school. He spoke of art and mentioned that he drew a comic picture of some baby chicks in a hen- yard close by their mother. By the time that conversation was over Junior had reached his destination. He bid Elmer goodby, and entered looking very much aggravated. Grandmother asked if he had arrived at a solu- tion yet, and Junior replied that he would not say anything until he was sure. A week passed by and Junior mentioned nothing more about the chick. Finally, one day as Junior was gazing out at the vast acres of land beyond him, Elmer passed by and snubbed him. At different times Elmer did the same thing and tried to avoid Junior as much as possible. That night as Junior was helping with the dishes he heard a queer noise in the yard. He looked cut and could see no one. The noise kept up and he finally went out to see what it was. There, to his dismay, stood a fox with two chickens in his mouth ready to carry them away. It was the animal who had strangled the chicks and not Elmer who he and his grandmother suspected. — Barbara Duffy - LUCK -‘Xhe phone rang in the little town of Bodsworth, “The bridge is dowm, stop the on-coming limited”, was the message that the station master. Old Joe received. Acting as quickly as possible for an old man, he grabbed up a couple of lanterns, and hurried out of the station. The limited would be coming along soon. He had to stop it! The large train was drawing near. Onto the track he jumped, waving his lanterns wildly. Would the train never slow-down? On it rushed. Old Joe lumped off the track to avoid being hit. The train rumbled on past him. on to destruction. What could he do? He had tried his best. But had he? If only Old Joe had remembered tc throw ' the switch sending the train onto the old track. About half an hour later the phone rang. Old Joe lifted the receiver from the hook expecting the worst. What was this? The boss was congratulating him for quick thinking. The train had been sent to the unused track. Old Joe could hardly believe it was true. After his thoughts clarified he remembered that he had forgotten to change the switch after the early train had gone to the barn at the end of the extra track. Old Joe thought, if my forgetfullness prevented an accident, it might some time cause one. I’d better quit railroading. Fifty-five years on the track w ' ere long enough. That pension will come in handy.— Constance Steele NOT A HERO HFTER NEE - hk children were in bed. Suddenly a key turned in the lock of the front door. The room became hushed. Fearful of making a noise, John rose slowly from his bed to investigate. As he reached the bedroom door, the front door opened. He could see the figure of a man emerge into the front room. John was trying to decide what to do. The figure went toward his mother’s room John raised the poker and was ready to strike when suddenly the light went on To John’s amazement his father had come home a night earlier from his business trip. John was some what disappointed that he could not be the hero. — Betty Jean Morrow MY HOBBY I have a very interesting hobby which I call “railroading.” I collect and take photo- graphs of locomotives, cars, and other railroad equipment I also read about new kinds of trains and visit railroad yards and round houses, where I learn as much as I can about our great transportation systems. One of the most interesting phases of my hobby is making models of old and modern locomotives. I have already completed a model of the first passenger train in the state of New York, a De Witt Clinton, and the famous old “999, ” an eight-wheeled “American” type locomotive built in 1893, which held the speed record up to the time of our modern “Streamliners ” I have also made a model of a “Mikado” type locomotive which is used for heavy freight hauling on our leading railroad lines. 1 am now building a replica of a New York Central, “Hudson” type engine which is used on the New York Central and other eastern roads for pulling heavy fast passenger trains. 1 also have a collection of time-tables of which I now have about sixty-five. Each one is different. I find my hobby a very interesting and educational pastime. — Robert Carr TINKERING P robably in every boy’s life there is a stage that could be classified as “tinkering” What I mean by “tinkering” is to play with small mechanical instruments, such as an old clock. I haven’t outgrown the stage yet. I could play with an old clock for hours, if time would only permit. About a year and a half ago, my interest were turned to elementry radio. 1 began experimenting with crystal sets (two of which I built my- self), and other equipment for their operation Finally I purchased a small radio for my room, which ended the crystal set era. Lately I have been drawing plans for a gate lock that 1 am trying to invent. It is an attractive lock that also does away with a thumb latch. It works by a push and pull movement. I don’t know whether I can perfect it so it will have any commercial value, but I shall at least try. — Stanley Bush SELTJSHNESS S elfishness is a disease which many doctors have found serious. It can be cured in its early stages if the victim is wise. I have done some research work on it and have found that it can be cured if you follow this prescription. Perserverance is the main compound and the will to break tha t habit is the other important mixture. The real cure, that is the antidote to that deadly poison, is to give and give generously to the Berkeley Community Chest and Red Cross. If you do, watch how light your heart will feel because you ha e helped others and you have defeated selfishness. — Rosalie Liotta BLACK MASCOTS M other, oh, mother! Come quick 1 ” Betty called breathlessly from the barn. “What is it, dear? Is something wrong?” asked mother. “Our club was just talking over our plans for Halloween when we heard a queer noise, as if something or someone was scratching. It seemed to come from over there, where those boxes are. At first we thought it our imagination but we heard it again and decided to investigate. Just as we went near the boxes, one fell down and we heard a horrible scream! Oh mother, I’m scared!” shivered Betty. “Don ' t be frightened, children. It ' s probably the boys trying to scare you. I told you to have your meeting during the day. Come we ' ll find out,” soothed mother. All was quiet in the little club house in the barn, for all w r ere watching mother as she marched bravely forward to get the ghost. All at once the whole row r of boxes fell down and a funny noise came forth. The startled childern w r ere stiff wfith fright! Then the silence was broken by a laugh from mother. “ What are you laughing about?” asked Betty, who had at last regained her voice. “You ought to be ashamed of yourselves,” mother answered, still chuckling. “ vVhat do you mean?” chorused a group of inquisitive voices. “Well, your phantom is nothing but six cute little kittens and the screams you heard were just the cries of the poor frightened little things as they fell dowm with the boxes,” explained mother. “What? Do you mean we were frightened by kittens?” exclaimed the puzzled children. “Yes, that is just what 1 mean,” said mother. For a while they just stood look ' ing at each other. Then everyone ran over to the boxes and picked up a soft cuddly body. Suddenly tire room rang with laughter. What silly things they had been! Betty finally recovered herself and said cheerfully, 1 1 know what we 11 do with them!” We’ll have them for our mascots. There are six of us and six of them, each of us wall have one. “Yes,” put in the others, “that will be fun! This is a witches’ club and the cats are black. “What a coincidence,” “Oh mother, isn ' t it wonderful?” said Betty joyfully, “Now we have the Black Mascots of the Witches’ Club’!” — June Edlund WAX MUSEUM I ast year Barbara and I went to New York to visit her father who works in the museum. After touring the spectacular city, we still hungered for adventure, so y} it wasn’t surprising that we planned a trip to the wax museum at midnight. No one has been allowed to stay there over night because it is so weird and gruesome. So Barbara and I thought it would be quite a thrill. One evening about eleven o’clock, when Barbara’s father was asleep, we stealth- ily arose and prepared for our midnight adventure. In trying to secure the museum keys 1 tripped over a stool which made a loud noise and tor a while we thought our adventur ous trip was over. After things quieted down, we secured the keys from his trousers and were on our way. Boarding the subway we finally arrived at Tenth Street which was about three blocks from the museum. After running down the middle of the street we came upon a weird looking building; “The Wax Museum ”. After slipping past the night watchman and going to the back entrance, we descended a flight of creaky stairs. Suddenly we were startled by ghostly rays of light coming from the transom above the door. Clinging to each other, we shakingly applied the key to the door. Upon entering the building we came to a long corridor filled with ghastly figures The first scene was of an electrocution, and the prisoner ' s face was a spasm of pain. Just one look was enough ! Our curiosity carried us to a central group of figures which consisted of a bloody gangster scene. With an exclamation of horror we ran from the scene and Bar- bara, tripping, fell to the floor unconscious. Unable to bring her to, my first inclination was to cry for help. I realized the trouble we might get into so 1 decided to hunt for some water. After a hair-raising hunt for water, 1 returned only to find to my horror, that Barbara was gone. I stared with unbelieving eyes and frantically began to search for her. After searching for what seemed an eternity, I was frightened out of my wits by a figure approaching me. To my surprise it was only Barbara, who explained she had awakened to find me gone and was searching for me. Just then we were startled by the dim rays of light flashing about. We crept back into the shadows of a group of figures, with tear clutching at our hearts, wondering what our next experience would be. As the light came nearer, we were relieved to discover it was the watchman making his rounds. Luckily he was unobsennng and overlooked us By that time we decided we had had all the adventure we wanted for a long while After escaping from the watchman, we crept silently, still horrified at our ex- periences, out of the building. Our trip home seemed endless. However, we arrived safe- ly, without our escapade being discovered. Our room was never more welcome. — Carmen Johnson and Barbara Glayzer THE, MINE OE A BUS BJRIVEB O f all places for one’s mind to wander, I think the bus is the place where this is most apt to occur. Getting on the bus at Seventh Steet, I found a seat, and I pre- pared to read a magazine which I had tucked under my arm. Before I could find a story which I cared to read, the bus stopped, and a young girl stepped on. She nodded her head to me, and I did the same. I knew this gi rl, and yet I couldn’t think of her name. I could picture every imaginable name, but none suited her. This set me off in a daze, thinking of many oid friends, until with a jerk the bus stopped. A crowd of people as- cended the bus steps, and among them I saw a pretty girl. Immediately 1 could see her as a movie star. The thought of stars took me to Hollywood, reminding me, of all things, not of a movie star, but of my two cousins. I could just see what a good time they were having and I wished that I were in Los Angeles instead of Berkeley. Oh! The though of my city awoke me to the fact that I was still in Berkeley, on the old bus. I started to read my magazine again, and soon I was in Alaska on a dog sled, waiting for adventure. I was m the most interesting part of the story, when a voice boomed out, “Shattuck Avenue”, and back from Alaska I came. I don t know whether it is the atmosphere, the movement, or what it is that takes vour mind away from where you are, but I’ll tell you right now, a bus ride is a good place to be what you want to be, and are not. There is only one restriction. When you come to your stop, your dream ends. — Kay McEvoy BESERTEB O ne day when I came home from school, I found the house empty of family and furniture. Quickly I called my mother but there was no answer. 1 looked in the bedrooms and they were empty. I ran out of the house as fast as my legs could carry me to the back of the house, but there was no one there. I became frightened and wondered if the family had run out on me. I went to the drug store, and there I telephoned the police station. I went back to my house and waited. In a little while the police came and told me to tell them all 1 knew . I told them every thing, and they went in back of the house to investigate. Just then 1 heard some one blow an automobile horn. To my surprise, it turned out to be my mother and father. They stop ' ped and asked why the police were there. 1 didn’t know what to say, but one of the policemen happened to come out and he answered for me. My mother and father laughed. 1 couldn ' t understand why. Just then it dawned on me that it was Thursday and that we w ere moving. I felt like a penny waiting for change, and joined in the laughter. — Hannibal Brennes MAKING A HOME EXJH H itting a baseball for what some people call a four-bagger is very interesting. Hitting a home-run happened to me one warm Saturday afternoon. We had chosen our two teams and were having very much fun during the first three innings, for the score was nothing to nothing. Finally, the opposing team began to get on base and scored three runs. After that inning the game was as monotonous as walking around the block, every minute doing nothing. In the last and final inning our team was at bat. We would have to tie the score or lose the game. The first man at bat laid one over the second basemans, head for a single. The second man at bat was put out and one chance was lost. Soon the bases were loaded and I was up at bat. Having struck out every time at bat they were going to let some- one else pinch-hit for me. I pleaded with them not to. J then stepped up to bat and in just a few seconds there were two strikes on me. The next ball came over and I hit it lor a home run which won the game for our term. For that heroic deed my father took me to the show and bought me a milk shake after seeing the moving picture. — Alfred Soo blind, THE SEE1HG EYE uring my teen age I had always had a bad eye. One day while playing baseball a boy hit my good eye and total blindness came. I had stored my memory with a good many beautiful things before losing my sight. When I found 1 was to be rebelled chiefly against being dependent. On November 5, 1927 I was at home when my father read an article to me. It was by Mrs. Harrison Eustis about the “Seeing Eye Dogs,” After he finished reading the article I asked him if I might go to Switzerland to train with one of those dogs. He said, “son, you may go if I have to sell the last thing 1 own. That night I wrote to Mrs. Harrison Eustis to find out if I could get a dog and bring it to America. These Seeing Eye Dogs originated in Germany after the World War because there were so many blind people there. After I had completely trained my dog whose name was “Buddy , we started for America In Chicago, I had had a time getting Buddy in to the hotel. I was already late for a convention. After I brought Buddy in, I dressed hurriedly and started out with him for the elevator. As we approached the door Buddy suddenly crouched before me and refused to let me taken another step. I spoke to her firmly and told her to go on. She crouched down the second time and whined. I once again scolded her and commanded that she go on. These “Seeing Eye Dogs’ are trained to obey and disobey in the face of danger. So she crouched again and refused to move. I became stubborn myself and stepped around her. Then 1 heard a maid scream. I stopped until she came up to me. The eleva- tor door was wide open. If 1 had stepped a foot further I might have fallen seventeen stories to my death; Buddy had warned me three times. — Lyle Babineau C JLIFOMM The land that is bright and sunny, The land of milk and honey. The land where skies are always blue. This land was made for me and you. The land where golden poppies grow, The land where Pacific breezes blow. The land of oranges and prunes. Along the coast are spread sand dunes The land of famous movie stars. Who ride around in high priced cars, The sun shines on this western part. The land 1 love with all my heart. — Wallace Allison MOTHEK Mother is like silence In the woods, when she, Pauses, and smiles, and listens. Thoughtfully to me. Mother wears a white shawl. And rests in a rocking chair. Comforted, am I with the knowledge, I shall find her there. Other boys have mothers Different in many ways; Mine is like a fragrance Over all my days. — Earl Maccross TYPEWRITING You take the cover off. And slip the paper in. Fix the margin stops, And then begin. Of course there are some other things, To help to do this work It should be quite enjoyable, You shouldn’t scowl or shirk. 1 know it’s sort of hard at first. But try with all your might, And if you keep it up, 1 know you’ll get it right. You’ll strike the wrong key. Don’t let it bother you. Just keep on trying hard, You ' ll get through. — Bettie Churchell TQJRGOTTEN TOTS Over in the corner where the dust is very thick. Lies a great big teddy-bear who is forlorn and sick. By his side in fighting armor lies a soldier bold. To these little lifeless creatures, many stories have I told. Raggedy Ann and Andy in their doll house small, With several pieces of furniture and a picture on each wall. Jack and Jill and little Boo-Beep lying side by side, As they sleep in their trundle bed, very long and wide. These are my toys I never use. Not one of them would I care to lose. They are tried and trustful friends. True and faithful are they, until all ends. — Zell Corley THX G JRBra The roses in the garden. So I was trained to love them. Are better dear by far, These wondrous gifts from God, My loving mother taught me, Which come when we most need them, Than roses in a jar. Up from the springing sod. This and much more was taught me, And oft when deep in sorrow, When I was but a child. And oft when most depressed, And my first recollections, I walk out in the garden Are of the lilies mi ' d. Among those God has blessed. And then my sorrow is lifted, And I’m no more distressed, For Fm out among the flowers, The flowers God hath blessed. — Claire Frazee COTTAGE BY THE SE A 1 have a little cottage that sits beside the sea. Where the mighty breakers roar, and the npplets dance with glee. Tall mountains in the background lend beauty to the scene A wall that guards my little house is decked in vines so green. When the golden orb in splendor disappears, I forget my worries of the day, my doubts and all my fears. For my cottage green is a part of me; a living breathing thing. No throne have I, but just the same, I feel just like a king. — Diana Doyle THE JOKE WHS OH ME One dark night ’round twelve o’clock, Everything was quiet, but the clock’s tick tock. 1 was all alone in our spooky house, And would have welcomed even a mouse. I seemed to hear noises all around, In fact, I imagined almost every sound. I tried to be, as brave as could be, But I wasn’t, ’twas very plain to see. Into the front room I slowly crept. Where all mother’s silver was neatly kept. Just then, ’twas a noise in front of me Oh, dear me, who could it be? Everything was dark, as dark as could be; I reached down a hand in front of me. Just then my finger-tips touched soft fur. Heavens above, ’twas only our cur! — Emma Cunningham IN THE GHJRBEH Beautiful flowers in our garden grow. There are lilies as white as snow. In the corner there are violets blue. There are many other flowers too. — Martha Fong LEHVES HHX HUTS The leaves are green, the nuts are brown. They hang so high, and won ' t come down Leave them alone till frosty weather, Then they will all come down together. — Edward Bruhn -RAIM I like to hear the drops of rain, Splattering on my window pane. Down comes the rain for it was due. To splash on the windows for me and you. It is a welcome sound we all enjoy, Every little girl and boy. The flowers in the park get their bath. And muddy water is on the path. We no longer hear the chirpping of birds about, Or the children as they play and shout, For everyone is in his house to stay And no one is out on this rainy day. — Norman Klehm OXJJR EMEND, THE TREE A tree is such a beautiful thing. Shade and coolness it does bring. It adds beauty to any dreary sight. And gives to birds a bed at night. Palm trees rustle wherever they are. Along the ocean shore or ’neath southern stars. Fir trees make us happy at Christmas time. To cut them down really is a crime. Willow trees hang down over each pool. They give shade, so calm and cool. All trees are helpful to everyone you see. No matter how it looks, it is our friend — the tree — Barbara Martinto MI HOME If I had a home, Do you know where it would be? High on a hilltop, Over looking the sea. White sails in the sunset, And the blue of the sea. What lovelier sight. Could anything be? Waiting for someone. From a land afar. At my home on the hilltop, Wondering — where you are. — Dorothy Fuhrman SUMMER’S RETREAT My home upon the mountain top, Is just the place for me to stop, In the summer when the weather’s warm, The people from the city swarm. My home way up there. With other I do share; Mother, dad, and sister too. Who is better company tor me and you 7 My home upon the mountain high Is shaded by the redwoods nigh. In the summer I’ll go once more. To my home away from the foggy shore. — June Peters BERKELEY Nestled between the hills and the sea. Lies a city called Berkeley. From its hills we gaze upon the view Which to our eyes is forever new Westward we look toward the Golden Gate Where beautiful sunsets glow of late. The clouds are tinted; the sky is so clear. We wonder how it could ever seem drear — Gordon Backlund A HOME A home is not a silver floor. With golden walls about. A home is not a palace where Tall servants walk about. A home is what you make of it. Which sometimes turns to wrong; But if it ' s on the right road, It will always be a home. — Dorothy Davis 3MWH When I awake in the early morn The dew on the grass I see. Sparrows flit from limb to limb, And jays sit in the old pine trees. Such a sound ’tis past belief. Their songs fill the morning air. While scented clover and new mown hay, Yeild their fragrance fair. Then the sun bursts forth in a crimson robe, Above the mountains grey. The dull night sky becomes streaked with light. For dawn brings back the day. — Harold Stone AMBITION She sat upon the porch. And watched the glorious sun go down. While upon her face she wore a smile, That turned into a frown. I wonder how it can be; That there’s less earth, than there is sea; And why the earth goes round and round, Yet never makes us hug the ground. They say that we’re too heavy too float, Around in space in a moon-shaped boat. But when 1 grow up into a big me, I’ll do all those things. Just wait and see. — Diana Doyle THX JOKE WHS OH YOU It happened one evening, not so early, That I saw a figure, big and burly. It was slowly coming toward my door. 1 thought I ' d fall right through the floor. Then came some thumping and a tall, Beside my door, out in the hall. 1 was u p in a flash, with gun in hand; ]’d decided to be brave and take a stand. When finally I reached the hall, There stood my mother and lather so tall. Mother ' s and Dad’s laughs were really true, They l oth said together, “The joke is on you!” — Fred Amcndsen MY SEASIDE HOME Away from the noise of the city. Away from the toil and din. Stands a peaceful little cottage, Lights shining from within. It stands so close to the ocean; The waves oft lull me to sleep. Sometimes I think it’s the mermaids, Singing in their palaces deep. — Gordon Backlund HOjRHEB toad I wanted a pet for my birthday So on my bike I rode, Up to the pet shop in Berkeley Vv here I ' d seen a horny toad. I admit he wasn’t pretty But 1 thought him rather cute, As he sat there in the sunshine Blinking, gray and mute. The reception we had was not pleasant When I proudly brought him home. I was happy with the present. From me to me alone. — Barry Sexias MY WISH I’d like to build a little home. In the valley deep, And in the little pasture, A garden I would keep. Purple violets would bloom around, And scents of roses fill the air. Oh, what wouldn’t 1 give to be standing, Amid the lilacs, there! 4UXOMH EEHVES I like to rustle fallen leaves, When I go by to school. I like to kick them here and there. They are so light and cool. Oh, leaves are such a lot of fun, When they turn brown and sere. Oh many thanks, you dear big tree, For playthings, every year. — Marvel Jourdonais THE WEHTHEK VHHE This way, that way, Turns the weather vane. This way, that way, It turns, and turns again. Turning, pointing, ever sh awing, How the merry wind is blowing. — Edward Bruhn GQJLBEH BEE1E At last the Golden Bear. Has marched from his lair. After his hibernation. He electrified the nation; When he trampled victims three. With tremendous victory. With his speed and power improving. In each succeeding game. 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LL , ( 4 , W V , WW -rvjAT A.faAINlj ' notes- She “Gee, I sure like gym!” He: “The other day you said you liked Arthur ” Jimmy: “I just lost a ruckle.” Bob: “1 found a penny.” jimmy : “Well, I’ll take that and you can owe me four cents.” Betty: “1 thought 1 told you to come after supper.” Pete: “That’s what I came after.” “Now, will you play bridge when your wife gives a party?” “No, never! I can’t stand her shindigs.” Judge (to prisoner): “What! you here again?” Prisoner: “Yes sir.” Judge: “Aren’t you ashamed to be seen here?” Prisoner: “No, sir! what’s good enough for you is good enough for me!” Teacher: “What is it that comes in like a Hon and goes out like a lanb?” Jimmy : “Father . . . when he bring home his salary.” «- -. “Sweetheart, I’m sorry you think Pm conceited” “Well, I wouldn’t exactly say your ' re conceited, but I do think you’re sufFerin from I strain ” Sally: “My little sister ate some chicken yesterday.” Pally: “Croquette” Sally: “No, but she’s very sick.” Ted: “I here they have an efficiency expert over at the pretzel factory.” Ned: “Yes, there’s several things that need straightening out.” ‘Toots, I’m going to play a featured role in the next Tarzan picture.” “Well 1 Well ! Congratulations you big ape.” “Does your husband have a hobby?” “Oh, yes; he’s always trying to comb his hair over his blad spot.” Jim: “What is the Liberty Bell ?” Jack: “The bell at 3:10.” Ted: “Have you read “Freckles”?” Tom: “No, I have brown ones.” Betty: “What are you thinking about little boy?” Little Boy: “I had it on my tongue a minute ago.” Betty: “Think hard and it will come back.” Little Boy: “No it won’t because it was a three cent stamp”. Little Boy: “Dad, what are all those holes in the board for?” Dad : “Son, those are knot holes.” Little Boy: (after long silence) “Well, if they’re not holes what are they?” Jimmy: “Auntie, you must be awful wicked ” Auntie: “What makes you think that?” Jimmy: “This book says that the good die young.” May (watching ball game): “Where do you keep the extra bases?” Ray: “What for?” May: “Well, that man just stole third base ” The alert filing station attendent had checked the oil and gas and was cleaning the wind-shield when the woman driver asked, “And would you mind going over Willie’s face just once?” ♦ He: “Dance with me?” She: ‘ I should say not!” He: “That’s all right I just wanted to know if you could speak English” Bill: “If the dean doesn’t take back what he said to met his morning I’m going to leave college !” Joe: “What did he say?” Bill: “He to ' d me that I was expelled.” Teacher: “Surely you know what the word “mirror means. Tommy. After you have washed what do you look at to see if vour face is clean? Tommy: “The towel. Housewife: “Well, do you want a meal badly enough to work for it?” Tramp: “I’m lust hungry mum, not desperate. Pick: “What three words did Adam use when he introduced himself to Eve? Pat: “Madam, I’m Adam. (read these words backwards) Ike: “What is a comet?” Mike: “A star with a tail. Ike: “Very good! Name one ’’ Mike: “Mickey Mouse. Young Bride: “I’d like to buy a chicken, please. Grocer: “Do you want a pullet? Young Bride: “Hardly sir, I’d rather carry it. Teacher: “Anonymous is one who does not wish to be known. (a few moments later) “Who’s that laughing in the class? Voice: “An anonymous person.” Pal: “Where did you get that black eye?” Hobo: “I told the conductor I was traveling on my face, and he punched the ticket. Phil: “Tomorrow will be my red letter day,” Mother: “Why is that? Phil: “Report cards come out. j4UT0 GRAPHS ytXJTGGIGlPHS