University of California Los Angeles - Bruin Life / Southern Campus Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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Under the Mistletoe. The frost had silvered the grass in the morning, But disappeared in the sun ' s first ray ; Nature ' s verdant hue, the hills adorning, With the sky ' s deep azure, now holds sway. ' Tis a brilliant day in late December, The day before Xmas, not long past noon ; The scene and air make one remember The old Eastern home and a day in June. They ' re gathering holly within a ravine, — A manly youth, a maid fair to see ; Arms laden, they wander thro ' shadow, thro ' sheen; Then rest ' ncath the boughs of a huge oak tree. ' Tis a gnarled old oak whose shelter they seek. His glance wanders upward ; then, quick as a flash, He stoops, and his lips lightly touch her fair cheek. She as promptly resents his act so rash. She flashes a look of indignant surprise ; He hastens to show her the wherefore ; and lo I Slowly a smile lights her winsome grey eyes For above in the oak is the green mistletoe ! L. J. S.— W. ' 02. I 1 I

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The Naming of Santa Monica — A Legend of California. Not many years ago there were no settlements in the western part of the United States, except the rude habitations of the Indians. Then it was that the early Spanish explorers came and saw the richness of the country. They were followed, as was then customary, by their padres, or priests, who established missions which included churches and schools. Here they taug-ht the savage the rudiments of civilization. Two of their earliest missions were those established at San Diego and -.lonterey. At rare intervals journeys were made between the two places, when the route chosen usually followed the coast line quite closely. While undertaking one of these journeys, the missionaries arrived one bright May morning at a spot about three miles inland from the present location of Santa Monica. It was the feast day of St. Monica. The mountains and canyons stretched to the north and to the west of them, while they stood on a grass-covered slope. At a short distance, some syca- more trees, already several centuries old, reared their hoary heads ; and it was under these that the good padres and their faithful followers held their simple services. A few feet away from the trees was seen a large rock from which issued two small clear streams of water. These they called the Eyes of St. Monica. This phrase calls for an explanation. St. Monica was a widow who lived during the early part of the Chris- tian era. Her son, Augustine, afterwards a saint, for twenty years had led an exceedingly wild and reckless life. In fact, it is said that his poor mother continually wept for his transgressions. At length, through her prayers and intercessions, he renounced his evil ways and afterwards led a most exemplary life. Thus it was that the fanciful Spaniard poetically called these little streams the good mother ' s eyes ; and even to this day there are those who can point out the location of these springs. When, in the course of time, the Spanish families formed a small settle- ment nearer the coast, they remembered this story of the padres and named their little town Santa Monica. Nellie Whelan, ' 02.

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A Fowl Tale. Once upon a time, there were reared by a fond foster- mother two roosters, Dandy and John. Never was young rooster- hood happier than theirs. Tliey were petted and spoiled. They seldom played with their less for- tunate brothers and sisters, but whilcd away the hours on the sunny door-step. There they would sit, teasing for something to eat ; for, like most children, they loved to tease, and loved to eat between meals. Dandy was a White Leghorn, domineering, high-spirited, quick,tem- pered and exceedingly officious. John was a Brahma, slow, submissive and very affectionate. As the months flew by, Dan- dy ' s bad qualities increased. He became very vain of his glossy, white plumage and great red comb. He cast many jealous glances toward his gentle broth- er. Whether John was eating, walking or peacefully napping, Dandy was sure to interfeine.