Ferndale Union High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Ferndale, CA)

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impossible to find it. It gives a peculiar hoot that can be heard a long way off. Several years ago a new kind of game bird was introduced into thecounty. T his was the Chinese pheasant, As yet no season has been established on them and it is still unlawful to shoot them. The trouble with the pheasant is that she makes her nest in the grain fields just as the grain is ready to cut and almost all of the nests are run over and the eggs broken by the mowing machines. Brant and geese are not as plentiful as they might be although one some- times gets a few shots at the honkers as they sail along on their migratory flight. FRANK FRANCIS, 717. Ignnka I wish I could write a chronicle of mighty and valiant deeds. But I fear theres nothing heroic about me. To be truly heroic, I think one must possess the finest and most admirable qualities. hor instance N aponeon Bonaparte, who has gained world-wide fame as a fighter, does not appeal to me as much as the scientists, physicians, explorers, and missionaries who regardless of personal danger or cost give their lives for the good of humanity. It is true l have made many wonderful journies on land and sea as well as in the airg and I have had also many wonderful adventures. But of course only in the spirit. As usual I have spent most of my time with my books, because I prefer books to any other recreation, and it has come upon me of late, what a great privilege is mine to be acquainted with great men and women, although I have never met them in the flesh. They give me, however, their greatest and noblest thoughts. My heart thrills with Sir VValter Scott in his stories of chivalry, while I enter the homes of the poor with Charles Dickens. . I descend into the depths of the sea with Jules Vernes and see all the sub- marine wonders. I have ascended into the air with Ralphson, and shared the dangers of flying. y V. I have been instructed in the mysteries and wonders of the noble red man with Cooper. Have riden the bucking broncho, and shared the round-up with Bower. Once I was with Rex Beach, and jack London, during the gold rush in Alaska, and I have sweltered in the hot, and hunting jungles of India with Kipling. I have even been fighting the Boers in South Africa with Foran, but I was a traitor at heart because I sympathized with the enemy. After all, I find myself something of a hero, because at the time I lose my identity, and truly enter into the spirit of their adventures. Sometimes my mother and I enter the fields of poverty, but with the ex- ception of Longfellow, and Sir VValter Scott, my flights of fancy end, and I drop out. Perhaps I lack imagination, or those finer qualities I mentioned above. HAROLD PETERSEN, ,IQ 23

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Uhr milh Ilinml nf ignmhnlht Qlmmtg The wild fowl of Humboldt County are thinning out and it will not be long before a closed season must be put on several species for a period of several years. Formerly ducks, quail and wild I pigeons were so plentiful that no thoughts were hiven for their future welfare and as a result the pigeons are nearly all gone and ducks and quail are not nearly as plentiful as formerly. The wild duck flight begins in this county about the first of November, so that fine shoot- ing is to be ha-l before the heavy storms and high water comes. There are many variety of duck on the marshes, the most conspicous being the mallard, teal, widgeon, sprig, canvasback, and bluebill, and in addition to these are the spoonbill, pintail, butterball, and other varieties. Most of the marshes of the county are under the control of gun clubs, who feed the ducks and thus hold them for a time on the marshes while they are on their migratory flight. Fine quail shooting is to be had in some parts of Humboldt County, espec- ially in the Bear River and Mattole sections. lt is but the work of a few hours for an average hunter to shoot the limit in either of these sections. However, the quail soon go back into the hills after the opening of the sea- son and it is quite a tramp to find them. ln the more remote parts of the county a fortunate hunter may stumble on a covey of mountain quail, These quail are a good deal larger than the common valley quail and are very swift in flight. They have beautiful plumage and when mounted are very pretty indeed. For a couple of years past, the vermin, hawks and cold weather has killed off an unlimited number of young quail and thus checked the sport to some extent. In the matter of wild pigeons, it has been necessary to stop the shooting of these girds, for a number of years, as they have been almost exterminated. These birds formerly came into the county by thousands and in great flocks but they are now seldom seen. There are still a number of snipe in the county and fine shooting may be had in the marshland and valleys. These birds are extremely hard to hit as they fly in a peculiar twisting fashion, wheeling from one side to the other. They are a little smaller than a quail and have a beak about three inches long which makes them look peculiar. They are very fine eating. Back in the hills, around Briceland and Garberville, is another game bird called the blue grouse. This bird is about the size of a chicken and is very peculiar in its habits. In the winter it stays on the ground and lives on acorns but in the fall it stays on the very top of the tall pine trees, and it is almost 22 K! if 7.45 lit? I3 f ff -azz , the 51 J' if ll E. lla ' ti if

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A lieaaimiat C5112 Zliair I was never so disappointed in anything as I was in the Exposition. I sup- pose it was because l had built up such a beautiful conception of it in my im- agination, I had expected to see a wonderful city, a veritable fairyland of ini- pressive palaces perfect in every detail. Instead I saw a great number of barn- like buildings beautiful enough if viewed from a distance, but coarse and ugly at close view. In my thoughts I had seen the fountains and statuary as marble, or a good imitation of it, whereas I found rough casts, some of which had been marred and broken. The interior of the buildings was another great disappointment to me. I had believed that beauty would be on the inside as well as one the outside. In- stead -if frescoed walls and beautifully domed ceilings there were crude, rough rafters with no attempt at beauty. A The Lagoon was not nearly as beautiful as I had thought. Instead of the beautiful lake I had pictured, there was a shallow pond with reels growing in it and trees rising in untamed profusion around it. The floats I saw on it were miserably decorated. 'Yacht Harbor did not come up to my expectations either. Instead of I1 pretty, sheltered cove with sailboats, perhaps with varicolored sails and neat, trim, little motorboats, etc., I found plain, ordinary rowboats, a dirty canoe or two, several ugly launches, and nothing elseg no beauty. If a person got off the main thoroughfares in the Exposition and got back of some of the buildings, as he was very likely to do, he found trash heaps and flirty messes all about. The whole thing reminded me of a painted scene for a show. Of course one could not expect anything more, but then---- OLUF A. RING, ,17 Pm Gbptimiut mlm 3 Eningrh the lisqxnzitinn From the first minute that I caught sight of the jewel City, as I crossed the Bay from Sausalito, I have never regretted that I traveled miles to see it. There at the foot of rolling hills it lay. The forest covered hills at the Presidio on one side and the house covered hills of the town on the other formed a circled background rivaled in beauty only by the rippling water of the Bay in the foreground. The Exposition can truly be called a fairyland. Everything was arranged as naturally as if placed there by the hand of nature. I think that the thing that impressed me most was the arrangement of the avenues, the high buildings, the tall trees, then smaller ones, palms and shrubs and so on down to the flowers and the lawn. 24