San Diego State University - Del Sudoeste Yearbook (San Diego, CA)

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WHITE AND GOLD 31 A Spanish Students Soliloquy BY MARY GOOCH $51 Is this a Spanish that I see before me. The cover toward my hand? Come. let me grasp thee. I have thee not and yet I study still. Art thou not, fatal lesson. sensible T0 memory as to sight, or art thou but A discipline of the mind, an unlearned lesson Not to be grasp'd by my oppressed brain? I see thee yet in print as readable As that which 0ft I,ve conned. Thou showkt me the pronouns I must learn And how the word SUYO I was to use. My Spanish gives not time for other subjects Or is worth all the rest. I see it still ; And on the page are notes and sentences NeIer so hard before. ThereIs no such lesson; ITis a mistake on Mr. SPEIIC'BI',S part That makes it thus. Now Ner the one-half page The lessonIs learnedeA mighty one ohliterates The work of study. 0h, thou direful Spanish. Alarmed by thy teacher, Spencer, Who assigns our lessons thus. at rapid pace ITO Hammondk easy stridesL to thy GranlnlaI-Is close Moves like, a fIash. Thou weak and timid soul, Mind not his talks. which one he seolds. for fear Thy very fright at thy reciting Put more awful blunders in thy work Than now suits with it. But while I study he still assignsa Words for his style of work. a sore throat gives. A bell rings I go; and it is done. The bell invites Ine, Hear it not, student, for Itis thy knell It' thou knowest not thy Spanish well. Exit to Room 27. fff A Book Review $51 ttThe Winning of Barbara Worthf' HThe Winning of Barbara WorthH is Harold Bell Wright's latest and best novel. It is a story of the reclaiming of the great Colorado desert from waste. to thrifty towns and farms. The author lived on the desert while he was writing the hooky and seems to understand human nature so well that his characters live in our minds as real persons. There is a love story running through the book. but it does not form the whole plot. for there is also the struggle between two capitalists. and the meeting of the east and west, is also fully described. It is a story of strong peo- ple, and shows the tremendous task undertaken. It is told in such a vivid manner, that one who has never seen the desert, feels its silent strength and bigness. and no longer thinks of it as a barren waste.

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30 WHITE AND GOLD down its sword 0n Sebastian, Juan. leaning over on his horse. with terrible strength hurled it off into the road, and both, without glancing backward. sped on at top speed. never stopping until they reached the corral. And that is why to this day the road past the cemetery to ttEl Baneho de las Floresll is never used at night. for this story which Sebastian told me is true, and who would care to risk his life? flilf A N ormal Consummation BY CAROLINE KETTLE 'tAdieuVl the voice was a curved line, the ideal teaeherls tone; The maidenis poise was perfect, out curved was her hreast-hone; She was leaving her loved Normal, but she did not even groan. The world was all before her; the ocean was there, too; Naught was there in the both of them but what the maiden knew; She was tteffieientii and she had a character or two. Adieulll she said. and started. but found she could not go; She was grounded in the System; greater honor who can know; In a training school they put her. to grind other teachers so. Years roll on, life laughs, love blesses; still she stands there poised, wise. Keeper of the goal of childhood; and She neither lives nor dies, For she is so very Normal she can neither sink nor rise. JifT Moonlight on the Desert BY RUTH WILCOX tA Paragraphl It is twilight. The desert lies, miles on miles of lifeless grey sand. stretch- ing far to north and south, and surrounded on all sides by high mountains. Snow-eapped peaks, piercing. like shining steel dag- gers, the dull sky, form the only light in the bleakness ot' the picture. A death-like silence hangs over all. A few cottonwood trees standing beside the faintest 0f crawling streams. droop their branches--waiting. The tree yucca alone, stands out in black. grotesque outlines against, the greyness 0f the baek-ground. Suddenly a sigh of awakening stirs the desert. Faint, luminous. ShadOWS steal over the tops of the mountains and slowly creep along the sands. The light grows stronger and stronger, seeming to blend and soften everything as it advances. The vast land- scape responds to an unseen power. The tense breath of expect- ancy is broken and a murmur rises on the air. Then in the sky, far to the east, appears a vivid rim of silver fireeand, slowly. in cold, majestic splendor, the great, moon. Queen of the Desert, arises.

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32 WHITE AND GOLD mmww POISE 133233233 0 Poise! it is a wondrous thing. Beloved by one and all It marks the ltdit't'll ltwixt old and young. The short one and the tulle The raw. untutored High School girl. The student-teaeher young. It is the basic principle On every teacher'ls tongue. For teachers of the children in This world ut' good and had- VVithout it all our work is naught. Our marks though good, are sad; For Poiseeit is the consummate. High pinnacle of Life. In it alike, are Physical And Mental closed in Strife. Without it. all is dull, black night, No use, is all our ken! 0 Soul. abandoned by all Ilopee World without lighteAmen ! Ma rguerite Erziii ger. To the Seasons Oh! lovely Spring, the fairest ot' the year. Trips gaily forth gowned in the rainbowk huey From laughing rill dips up the crystal dew And leaves in tlowlret cup 21 dew drop clear. Sweet Maiden Summer, dainty. gay and free. Daughter of Dawn. whose rosy fingered hand Each morn draws back Night7s cloak and wakes the land, Then bids thee sing With hirds their minstrelsy. Stands stately Autumn in the mellow glow Beneath the burnished trees of red and brown. While gleaners, her with golden sheaves do crown And sing her praises as they come and g0. Pomes aged Winter now, with bowed head, And draws oler all the white shroud 0f the Dead. Flora llamil. E33