Chico High School - Caduceus Yearbook (Chico, CA)

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I ANGLO-SAXON POETRY HE 'mae iPinka-pinka-pan Lifts up its thirsty head, I Little lambs do skip and frolic Even sages get misled. I will not look like Peanuts, Iill have it cut away, Nor will I wait forever, I'll have it cut today. Barber, if you want my trade Leave not a single hair, It's spring-time now, and anyhow I need a clean-up there. And Hoover says, 'Save all you can, Save ye, while lasts the warg' I'll thus need but two cuts a year, And each will cost no more. A soccer ball was on his neck, His cap was much too big, But though his comrades rubbed long, He didn't care a fig. Cine less monopoly there is, No more can Carroll say, No other guy about this ranch Has his hair cut .this wayf' The cats and dogs were falling fast Although. the time was spring, He caught cold in his diaphragm, That was a mournful thing. Castor oil and calomel And others like by scores, ' When all was done he wasso ill, He had to stay indoors. He had to stay indoors and lie For eight days on a bed, Medicine and hard baked toast VVere all that he was fed. The girls all look at me and grin, But I will not get sore, I'm even writing poetry, Because I'm out once more. HERBERT F. CQPELAND 20

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Billy knew this, and so, of course, he didn't take the party very close to the rock. As th.e mine was well lighted there to lessen the liability of accidents, he just pointed out the rock from a distance, explained the danger, and started the party back toward the main shaft as 'quickly as he could. They hadn't gone very far though wh.en someone missed the children. At once there was a wild panic. The mother fainted, and someone else called out the names of the missing children. The rest stood there and wrung their hands. Billy was the only one cool enough to do anything. He told them to keep th.eir mouths shut if they 'didnit all want to be killed, and they started back down the tunnel. About half way between himself and the big rock he saw the vanishing edge of a little white coat as the girl dodged behind a projection. Then the boy cried out, 'I see you, Sister,' and both children started running blindly down th.e tunnel. Back with the crowd someone screamed, 'Stopl Stop! Arthur, Lily, Come backl' The children hesitated and again the cry rang out, 4Come backl' The boy started back then, but the little girl ran on, straight toward the big rock. Billy was running, too, by that time, but it seemed he must be too late. The runningiand noise had dislodged the rock, the- timbers holding' it were breaking under the pressure, the rock was slowly coming down. In a fraction of a second, perhaps, it would fall with a crash, crushing the little girl who now stood directly beneath it, whimpering helplessly. A woman shrieked, even the men covered their eyes, but Billy kept on run- ning. He reached th.e child and with one swift motion grasped her and flung her forward just as the mass of rock came crashing down upon him. 'They picked up the little girl, dazed a bit from her fall, but otherwise unhurt. But Billy-well-he'd somehow thrown him- self partly clear of the rock, so h.e wasn't dead, quite, when they got him to the surface. They carried him to the hospital and the doctors patched him up as best they could, but his right arm was gone and his body was crippled all th.e rest of his life. He'd given the best of his life and himself for another. QThat's my idea of a hero.', l -gg..

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THE GIRL IN BRCDWN ggewt OUELLA burst in upon the quiet sedateness .of 5 W 5 the little seashore town like a meteor in a quiet sky. The gray, sprawling building near the water, dignified as The Hotel, became her headquarters. While her mother played soli- taire on the veranda, Louella won her way into the nearts of the few guests at the hotel, then sallied forth for more to conquer. She found it in the person of Marshall David. - yr She was dressed that first morning they met at the beach in wh.at the hotel maid deemed a dream of a bathing suit. Louella knew all about Marshall and, since they had met once before at the house of the Carters, she deigned to throw a favorable smile at him. Louella's smile harmonized with th.e rest of her. It showed just enough of her white teeth. Only after careful study did you realize just how much time it had taken to get that smile just so. But, mostly, men took it as it was given, as they took the studied simplicity of Louella's clothes and her confidential manner, and Marshall David was no exception. At first h.e only laughed at her playful jmoods, then he fell in with them and they spent day after day playing in the water or sitting side by side talking, as they trickled the white sand through their fingers. Every morning Louella would come down dressed in her flashy bathing suit and, as he stood waiting for her, she would catch his hand and they would run together into the cold foaming surf like children. Later they would come out and bask on the warm sand for hours. Vtfhile they were seated thus one day a boy came up and handed Marshall a letter. He tore it open im- patiently, read it, and muttered some expletive under his breath. He scribbled something on a card. Here, send that, h.e said to the boy. That's just exactly like father, he said, turning to Louella. He thinks I ought to be back in his office, if I don't enlist, Marshall laughed. I guess the old man needn't worry over my enlisting, and I wouldn't spend a week in that stuffy office as hot as it is now for a yearis salary! After a moment he added, You know, I don't believe fath.er'd give a hang if I enlisted today. He's a queer old duffer, but you'd think when I am the only son he has- VVhy, I should think he would just hate to see you go. I know I should, she finished softly. VVell, it's all right for fellows that are used to rough- ing it and like that kind of life, but nix for me. Marshall tossed a handful of sand into a receding wave. VVeren't you included in the draft? Yes, but I escaped the first call and so many have