Garfield Junior High School - Gleaner Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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A MARINE VIEW The sun, a living ball of fire, was creeping towards the horizon just outside the properly named Golden Gate. A large, wide, glittering lane of shining gold stretched through the Golden Gate up to the shores of Berkeley. The clouds that surrounded the sun were tinted a deep orange. The waters of the bay were a dark purple with the hills of San Francisco and the Marin County mountains forming a dark background. The sky scrapers of San Francisco were sharply silhouetted against the horizon. A boat could be seen steaming into the bay through the Golden Gate leaving behind a stream of foam and a long trail of smoke. Ferry boats were plying between their destinations with their human cargoes. A silver winged airplane was flashing on high. JIM LUTHIN, Low N infb. SILENCE IS GOLDEN There was a mysterious air over the building. Everyone was solemn. Not one spoke as he slipped about his sad duty. The long, dim corridors had an air of sorrow of their own. Some walked with bowed heads as in deep sorrow. Silence prevailed over all. What had happened? The day before, all had been free and jolly! today they acted as if they had lost their last friend. Finally. when the suspense was too great to bear, I nudged the one in command and whispered, What's the matter? He replied in a solemn bass voice, This is a day of silence. BETTY JANE CLARK, Low N infb. JUPITER'S REVENGE In the town of Montreux, cuddling in the Swiss Alps, lived a little peasant lad called by his friends fhe had no parentsj Jean Roget. He was a cripple, having been attacked by an eagle while he was defending a lamb from its talons. His small flock of sheep, left him by his father, was pastured between the railroad and towering cliffs of rock and snow. They dwindled into a peak which glistened from the ice like a diamond solitaire in the morning sun. On the early morning train rode Jimmy Peterson, an American boy, traveling with his mother. He had become friendly with the conductor in his car and had been told the story of Jean, whose cheery wave was watched for by the trainmen. When told about the iight with the eagle, Jimmy said, I wonder if the eagle was Jupiter, angry because the new-born lamb was not sacrificed to him? Nonsense, boy, no one believes in the ancient gods now. Embarrassed, Jimmy said no more, but he thought, what an excellent spot for a temple of the gods that sparkling pinnacle would be. Then he thought, Why' couldn't that eagle have been Jupiter, for the eagles represent Jupiter. But I hope not, for Jupiter always got his revenge. I suppose I am silly to think this way, but I like to. The engineer of the train looked across the meadow to see Jean wave. He was not there. The engineer was wondering why, when he saw Jean in the track ahead, waving his shirt in warning. As he stopped, he wondered what Jean wanted. But he did not wonder long. A low rumbling was heard. Landslide! Down the side of the cliff, burying the meadow and its flock of sheep, came the rushing torrent of rock and ice. On it came, picking up Jean, throwing, then burying him as if he were but a blade of grass. On it swept, a scarce hundred yards from the train, and thundered down the valleyi When the word of tragedy reached the rest of the train, Jimmy mumbled to himself, looking up at the peak from where the slide had come, It was Jupiter's revenge. Now, in the little meadow, Proserpina dances as usual and flowers spring up in her footsteps. HENRX' REED, H igb N intb.

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I BOWEPCS CAVE Bower's Cave is a cave located in Tuolumne County. This cave was discovered by a man who was exploring a deep place and suddenly fell into the hole, or cave. He roke his leg when he fell and when he recovered from the shock and injuries he climbe out from the cave by means of a gigantic oak tree that reached to the top of the cav . This cave is very deep and wide. At one side there is a small underground lake, bout sixty feet deep, and the keeper of the cave swears that he had seen a canoe at the bo tom of the lake when it was very clear. In the middle there is the oak tree by whic explorer escaped from the cave. Then there are gigantic walls of rocks, with their tures of people and animals. After this, one sees a long pair of stairs which one cli and at the top are many stalactities and stalagmites which are forming with the and farther on are some minerals. There are also some other small caves branching this big one, that are forming more wonders, but these are not open yet. BoB BOONE, Low Eigbi HOW JOHN BECAME A CAPTAIN General Jackson walked along the ridge. Below him lay the Union forces outnu ing his army ten to one. In the morning they would surely be defeated, unless he c think of some strategy. At his side rode Lieutenant John Smith. He seemed to li the pic- mbs, years- tml fb. :pber- ould sense the General's thoughts and said, Why couldn't we paint those logs black and grey and put them along this ridge so the enemy will think they are cannon. They won't know our numbers and maybe will retreat long enough to allow us to escape. Immediately the General's face lighted up and he ordered the logs painted and placed. F? 2? S5 It was morning. This day was a great day for General McClellan. If he defeated the Confederate army now he might be made Commander-in-Chief of the Union f Just then a scout came flying, all wild with haste and fear. He quickly salute said, We can't hope to win. The enemy has over forty cannon pointed at us. We retreat now. Impossible! roared the General. Come and see for yourself, then, was the only answer he got. Fi' 51' :P General Jackson saw with a smile the Union army retreating. He sent a mess after John and for a reward for his services made him a captain. It was one o greatest moments in john's life. He was a CAPTAIN. BEN GERWICK, H igb Seven BENAIRES It was a bleak, winter night in the Alps of Switzerland. A traveler, floundering th snowy drifts, fell exhausted. By good fortune a monastery was not far distant. E night monks and dogs would go out and search for any such travelers. This ni rces. and TBUS! enger if the Ib. ough very ht, a monk with a dog by the name of Benaires, set out. They had only gone a littlj way when Benaires found the traveler. The monk hurriedly took him to the monastery, where, under their careful attention, he soon recovered. When the traveler was to start out again, he told them who he wasg Count Bernard. The Count had been rated from his companions and had become lost. He was very grateful, and wh arrived safely in his own city, he had a statue of the monk and Benaires erected i market place for all to see. All his life he helped the monastery by giving them sums of money. ready sepa- en he in the large JEAN PARKIN, H igb Severfnib.

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THE MARSH A solitary bird flies above the sluggish waters. Now and then a breeze rushes thro the drooping marsh grasses. I pause to gaze on the gloomy solitude of the marshl desolate waste of black waters, dotted here and there with rotting tree stumps, h with fantastic Spanish moss. Over to the left stands an impenetrable tangle of trees! The most prominent flower in the marsh is the Marshmallow which lifts its golden u Uh o A lung and rank vines, almost beautiful with their bright greens, and an occasional wild flow cup Cf. wherever a small muddy hillock gives it a chance to grow. Soon I stop my contemplaition of this dreary scene, for the sun is going down, lighting up the black waters, as it fa STELLAMARIS LAPRAIK, H igla Eighth . JAPANESE DRESS , The Japanese girls wear dainty, flowered kimonos with long pockets fastened to' sleeves. They wear a gay obi or sash around the waist. The girls are very particula to how this is tied for they believe it brings good luck if it is tied right. The women dress almost the same but they wear quieter colors. The japanese wo. of the higher class have maids to dress their hair. It sometimes takes an hour to arr their hair, which is jet black. The put many little, fancy combs and ornaments in ti hair. Some of the men wear coats of rice straw. Indoors the Japanese wear slippers made of rice straw and outdoors they wear woc clogs. These shoes are more like sandals for they have no tops to them. The Japanese dress very neatly and artistically. I des. the IHS INCH alnge h eir dCX'l RosALYN HUNTER, Higb Sczferzflv. DESCRIPTION OF A FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE IN SUMMER It was a warm afternoon and stillness pervaded the atmosphere. The sky was a soft blue, with fleecy white clouds in it, sailing around like fairy ships. The trees were a pretty green against the pale blue sl'y with grass and flovi ers g ow- .. x , ' 1' ing about them. A white goat was munching grass by the wayside. In the shade of trees two children sat enjoying the stillness and beauty, until dusk overtook them. DOROTHY REDDY, Higb Sc'w'11tlJ THE GULL ' Last week we took a trip to the bay. The weather was fine, and the bay was a be ful thing to see. As we stood there, jonathan remarked that the gulls were one of most interesting species of birddom. Jack contradicted him, saying that he didn't t that the gull was interesting. Jonathan began to tell us some things. The western and the California species are seen in San Francisco's harbor every day. Gulls have known to follow ships across the ocean. They know refuse is thrown over every da 3 One day as we stood on the beach we threw bread to them. One stupid bysta threw the end of a cigarette to them. It was immediately snatched up and we saw gull land on the beach and cock his head this way and that. He swallowed it. Oh! was not very tasty, and though it was half-way down, it came up again. The gull, still young, learns strict obedience. A little gull is often pecked until he bleeds, i leaves his nest once too often. I I fa, These birds are very wise, strong, and large as well. Jonathan finished his stor V saying that the gull is protected and that most people like the bird because of its fl and tameness as well as beauty. ARNOLD WULFFRAAT, H igb SGI.-'f'IIf47. l Xe gg the LIU- the ink ll gull CCH 1? y. rider the hat when he by ht